The Regent's Koi Princess

Qinghe Garden

After coming back, Long Yuening kept looking at Lin Xi with eyes wide open, seeming to be hesitant to speak.

"What's wrong, Ning'er? Just tell me what you want to say. Sister Xi'er will definitely help you accomplish anything she can do."

Long Yuening lowered her head and scratched her hands, whispering: "Sister Xier, do you know where Zheng went?

I heard that the Emperor gave the Imperial Censorate to my brother, so what about her?"

Lin Xi knew that although the little girl hated Zhao Zhoucheng, she still had some feelings for Zheng. After all, Zheng was the one who raised her since she was a child.

It would be a lie to say that I don't miss you at all.

"Xunyin Mountain."

……

Five Miles South

Next to several mounds of earth in a secluded and desolate forest

Long Xiaotian, Ba Daoyun, Kuang Shafei and the brothers from Longhu Mountain gathered around two adjacent mounds and bowed deeply three times.

The people buried here are none other than Long Xiaotian's parents, and those next to them are also loyal ministers and generals who were persecuted to death by Zhao Zhoucheng.

When Long Yunqi was killed, Tang Baokun and Luo Zhongcheng secretly replaced their bodies and buried them here.

This place is remote, desolate and sparsely populated, so over the past decade, no one else has been here except Tang Baokun and Luo Zhongcheng who often come to take a look.

Zhaozhou Cheng was caught and the Long family was vindicated. The emperor re-granted Long Yunqi the title of Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery.

Today is the anniversary of his parents' death, and Long Xiaotian brought the already crazy Zhao Zhoucheng here early to sweep the graves and pay homage.

Three days ago, Long Xiaotian was allowed to rebuild the place and personally carved a stone tablet for his parents.

In front of the tombstone, Long Xiaotian knelt on his knees and kowtowed three times.

Ba Daoyun and Kuang Shafei knelt on both sides of Long Xiaotian, and behind them were all the brothers on Longhu Mountain.

"Dad, Mom, your son Xiaotian is here to see you. Dad, I'm sorry that it took me more than ten years to come and see you. You and Mom will definitely blame me over there.

It is my son's fault that I let you die unjustly for so many years. I didn't even build a decent grave for you. I left you to be exposed to the wind and rain in this desolate mountain. I feel guilty about it."

As Long Xiaotian spoke, he spilled the white wine, raised his hand and touched the stone tablet, his eyes instantly turning red.

"Mom, the Ning'er you missed the most has been found. She is doing well now. We have known each other for a long time.

I didn't bring her to visit you and dad today because today I want to avenge you with my own hands.

My son brought Zhao Zhoucheng, the culprit who persecuted the entire Long family, here. He was afraid that Ning'er would be scared when she saw him, so my son will definitely bring her to visit you during the New Year next time.

Dad, Mom, I miss you so much. I will kill that bastard in front of you today, otherwise I will never be able to get rid of the hatred in my heart."

Long Xiaotian's words echoed in the silent woods, each word heavy, like a hammer striking the heart.

He slowly stood up, his eyes sharp, and turned to Zhao Zhoucheng who was tied up tightly. Zhao Zhoucheng was in rags and had a dull look. The powerful minister he once was was gone, leaving only endless fear and despair.

Long Xiaotian drew out a long sword with a cold glow from his waist. The tip of the sword lightly tapped the ground, making a crisp sound, as if foreshadowing the coming just judgment.

He approached Zhao Zhoucheng step by step, each step was firm and powerful, and each step seemed to be stepping on Zhao Zhoucheng's heart.

The sunlight shone through the sparse leaves, dappled onto the land shrouded in hatred, giving the bloody scene an unreal golden hue.

In the interweaving of light and shadow, Long Xiaotian's face appeared both resolute and sad. He raised his sword, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at Zhao Zhoucheng's throat, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes - it was years of pent-up anger, pain, and endless longing and guilt for his parents.

The sword rose and fell, Zhao Zhoucheng's blood splattered on the spot. This sword of Long Xiaotian finally put an end to Zhao Zhoucheng's life.

Long Xiaotian closed his eyes and raised his chin. After calming down, he shouted to the sky: "Dad, Mom, your son has avenged you."

……

next day

It's dawn

At the gate of Xunyin Mountain Temple, Long Yuening trembled all over as he looked at the tightly closed wooden door.

She pursed her red lips, her heart heaving, her teeth chattering, and she held Lin Qingxuan's hand tightly, as if she was afraid that he would disappear.

I knew she felt uncomfortable because the person who raised her since she was a child was the wife of the enemy who killed her father.

She must have a mixture of love and hate for Zheng. She loved her because she raised her. If she hadn't stopped her, she would have probably become a dead soul under Zhao Zhoucheng's knife.

I hated her because the person I had been calling my mother for more than ten years turned out to be my enemy's wife.

"Ning'er, if you can't get over it, let's go back!"

Looking at Long Yuening who was struggling with her thoughts, Lin Qingxuan hugged her tightly.

"Whether you meet or not, do it according to your heart. There is no need to compromise yourself for any moral reasons. From now on, I will study hard and strive to take the exam next year.

Ning'er, for you, I have to try my best. No matter what the final result is, at least I have tried my best and have no regrets, right? "

Lin Qingxuan's words gave her great encouragement. She knew that if she didn't go to meet Zheng, she would not be able to get over the hurdle in her heart.

"Let's go. Let's go in together and say it as a final farewell. She's actually quite pitiful."

……

Beside the stone table in the courtyard, Zheng kept turning the Buddhist beads in her hand.

She had a dream last night. She actually dreamed that her Ning'er came to see her. However, before she could say anything, her Ning'er disappeared.

Maybe it's really true as the saying goes: What you think about during the day, you dream about at night!

The nanny felt distressed as she looked at Zheng who was becoming increasingly haggard. What a poor young lady!

"Miss, if you really can't let go of the young lady, we can go back secretly to see her. Even if it's just a glance, it's better than you still calling her name in your dreams every day."

Zheng still had her eyes closed, but she couldn't stop crying.

"What if she does? I just want my Ning'er to be safe and happy. Maybe... maybe she doesn't want to see me at all! After all, I am her... her..."

When she thought of the reason, Zheng felt very distressed. There were hundreds of lives between her and her Ning'er! What right did she have to ask for forgiveness?

After hearing what Zheng said, Long Yuening could no longer control her emotions and she ran towards Zheng.

He choked up and called out, "Mother."

Then he threw himself into Zheng's arms.

"Mother, I'm sorry that Ning'er came late and made you suffer."

Seeing Ning'er throwing herself into her arms, Zheng could no longer control her emotions, and the mother and daughter hugged each other and cried bitterly.

The nanny beside her gave Lin Qingyue a look and turned away.

Lin Qingyue glanced at Long Yuening, turned around and followed the nanny to leave.

In a secluded corner, with a thud, the nanny knelt down and kowtowed to Lin Qingxuan, but was stopped by him.

"Mammy, get up quickly. You are embarrassing Qingxuan."

Mammy ignored her and looked up at Lin Qingxuan and begged: "Second Master Lin, please take good care of the young lady and promise Mammy that you will not let her suffer any grievances.

The thing that Madam is most worried about is the young lady. She hopes that the second young master can give her a happy home and give her support. Even if we never see her again in the future, as long as she is happy, we will have nothing to worry about. "