"Greetings to King Changping," Wei Dong said respectfully, bowing.
Seeing this, An Ping’s anger over Xue Zining’s escape seemed to have subsided considerably.
“I’ve heard you lived with the person impersonating the Empress of Changning for a while?”
Wei Dong slightly stiffened and looked up at King Changping’s half-smiling face.
Outside, Lu Wanming’s heart leaped. What was King Changping planning? DAFENG NOVEL NETWORK.
How would Wei Dong know that Empress Changning and King Changping were at odds?
If he said the wrong thing, it might…
Thinking of this, Lu Wanming’s back was already drenched in sweat.
“To King Changping, I did indeed live with that person for a time,” Wei Dong replied truthfully.
An Ping’s expression turned cold and he continued, “Then, in your opinion, who will have the last laugh between me and her?”
Wei Dong’s gaze paused, and he kowtowed, “Naturally, King Changping.”
“You may go!” An Ping seemed to have lost interest in asking further questions.
Wei Dong walked out, and Lu Wanming pulled him over, holding him close.
Wei Dong felt Lu Wanming’s concern, the worry of a father.
“Don’t worry, Sister A Ning told me that if you feel the other person dislikes what you say, you should say the opposite.”
Therefore, when King Changping asked him who would have the last laugh compared to Sister A Ning, he had thought of Sister A Ning in his heart, but he said King Changping.
Lu Wanming was stunned, his expression softening considerably.
He said in a low voice, “You are very clever; your father is very pleased.”
“Do you think Sister A Ning will be safe?”
“Yes,” Lu Wanming replied with confidence.
Wei Dong smiled, “I also believe Sister A Ning will be safe.”
“General, something is wrong…” A soldier approached Lu Wanming and whispered.
“Let’s talk over there,” Lu Wanming said, taking Wei Dong to a more secluded spot.
“King Changping’s men have discovered the people in the cave,” the soldier said.
Lu Wanming’s heart sank and he said, “I understand. Order the entire army to be on alert.”
The soldier paused, looking at Lu Wanming with some confusion. Lu Wanming said, “I cannot stand by and watch Wei Hai’s men die.”
“Yes, General. I’ll go prepare,” the soldier replied and left.
Lu Wanming squatted down and looked at Wei Dong, “Wei Dong, this time, you must leave.”
Wei Dong froze, looking at Lu Wanming, the father he had recognized for less than a day.
“Child, your father cannot let his men perish here. He kept his promise back then, taking care of your mother and you. Now, your father cannot protect his men, so I must take on this responsibility,” Lu Wanming said earnestly, word by word.
“I understand. I will be a burden to you here. I will do as you say.” Wei Dong did not argue this time.
“Good child,” Lu Wanming stroked Wei Dong’s hair. He was reluctant to part with his newly recognized son, but Wei Hai had done so much for him; it was time for him to repay Wei Hai.
“Someone,” Lu Wanming said softly.
A soldier walked over, “General…”
“Take him away…”
The soldier nodded, “General, rest assured, this subordinate will ensure the young master is sent out safely.”
“Wei Dong, you must be obedient…”
Wei Dong nodded. Lu Wanming turned away, no longer looking at him, and walked towards the direction of the fishing village.
“Father…” Wei Dong suddenly called out.
Lu Wanming’s body trembled, but he did not look back. All his life, his eyes had been blinded by hatred, misunderstanding Ming Jiao, and perhaps for Wei Hai.
Now that he had a son, he could not continue like this for his son’s sake.
“Father…” Wei Dong collapsed onto the ground, until the soldier picked him up and comforted him, “Young Master, the General will be fine.”
Wei Dong knew that his father was going to face great danger, but there was nothing he could do. Perhaps leaving was truly the best way to help his father.
He wiped away a tear and said in a low voice, “Let’s go!”
The soldier breathed a sigh of relief, thinking he would have to persuade the young master more before he would agree to leave with him.
Fortunately, the young master did not make him waste his breath.
Just as they were boarding the boat, a huge fire illuminated the entrance of the village.
Wei Dong’s body trembled, and he instinctively wanted to run towards the village entrance, but the soldier held him back, “Young Master, don’t go…”
“Father is there, Father is there…” Wei Dong desperately wanted to run back, but how could the soldier let him leave?
He struggled and bit, only to watch helplessly as the raging fire consumed his village.
Until it turned to ashes.
“Father…” Wei Dong slumped to the ground. He had only recognized his father for a day.
“Young Master, be careful…” The soldier suddenly grabbed him and rolled backward. Before he could understand what was happening, a cold sword was pressed against his neck.
“Young Master…” the soldier started to struggle, but he was kicked back to the ground and pinned down.
“Who are you?” the soldier asked, raising his head with difficulty, word by word.
As dawn began to break, Wei Dong saw a figure approaching in the distance.
A slender figure, clad in a snow-white brocade robe, walked towards him step by step. He blinked, somewhat surprised.
It was as if an immortal being had descended, peerlessly beautiful and noble.
As the figure drew closer, he saw that this person was breathtakingly beautiful.
This might be the first time he had ever seen such a handsome man.
“You…”
“Let him go, he’s just a child.” Wei Dong heard him speak.
The sword at his neck was removed, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
“Can you release Uncle Yang now?” Wei Dong asked.
He nodded, and the guards released Uncle Yang as well.
Uncle Yang quickly came to Wei Dong’s side, shielding him, “You… Who are you?”
Wei Dong looked up at the stunningly beautiful man and suddenly recalled Sister A Ning’s words.
Sister A Ning had said that the person she liked was the most beautiful man in the world.
He was gentle, and he was the person who treated her best in the world.
Sister A Ning, is this who you were talking about?
“Do you know Sister A Ning?” Wei Dong suddenly asked.
“Xue Zining?” he asked.
Wei Dong nodded, “Yes. Sister A Ning said she likes the most handsome person in the world. I think brother is the most handsome person I have ever seen.”
“Yes, I am Xue Jingyun.”
Upon hearing this name, Deputy General Yang trembled. The name Xue Jingyun was like thunder in his ears. He was once the Crown Prince of Xue Kingdom, astonishingly talented and elegant. Now, he was the Xue Highness whom the Empress had acknowledged as her one and only.
“This humble subordinate did not know His Highness had arrived. I beg Your Highness to forgive me!” Deputy General Yang knelt and bowed.
“Rise. Where is His Majesty?” Xue Jingyun asked, stepping forward.
After a long journey, was he finally going to see his A Ning?
“Sister A Ning…” Wei Dong choked up.
He stiffened, “What happened to A Ning?”
Deputy General Yang lowered his head and after a long pause, said, “His Majesty leaped into the sea to save the people of the fishing village.”