Chapter 970: Chapter 969: We’re Just Leaving Temporarily, We Will Eventually Return One Day_1 Chapter 970: Chapter 969: We’re Just Leaving Temporarily, We Will Eventually Return One Day_1 Lin Jinyu hesitated for a mont before deciding to reveal the truth: “Grandfather has already decided that the entire family will move to the Mystic Canyon.”
“Is everyone leaving? Will they not return?”
Su Ziqin’s heart tightened sharply, showing a hint of reluctance.
“We won’t be coming back in the short term.”
Lin Jinyu’s heart was filled with lancholy.
The Duke of Zhen’s Mansion had a thousand-year heritage and was the place where every Lin Clan mber grew up.
Once they left, they didn’t know when they would be able to return, and he was sadder than anyone else.
“When are we leaving?”
Su Ziqin’s thoughts were in turmoil, and he couldn’t accept the harsh reality for a mont.
“As soon as possible.”
Lin Jinyu said no more and hurriedly strode towards his mother’s chamber.
*
“What? Going to the canyon and leaving before the year ends?”
In the blink of an eye, Ye Xue’e’s face changed drastically, and her heart almost stopped beating in shock.
“What about your engagent?”
“The invitations have already been sent, and the famous families from the Seven Kingdoms will send people to congratulate us.”
“With the Duke of Zhen’s Mansion empty and the doors tightly closed, we’ll be inviting criticism out of nowhere. What should we do?”
“Mother, there’s no need to worry. I will send soone to contact them and explain the whole story.”
Lin Jinyu was calm and composed, comforting his mother with a smile: “As for the wedding banquet, we can hold it in the canyon. As long as we have the blessings of our loved ones, my wish is fulfilled.”
“You’ve suffered, my son.”
Ye Xue’e’s heart was filled with a sour feeling, and tears involuntarily welled up: “You are the most noble young master of Capital City, unable to repay the oppression of royalty, and now even unable to hold the wedding banquet as you wish…”
“Mother, don’t cry.”
Lin Jinyu’s eyes were filled with sorrow, and he comforted her softly: “I really don’t care.”
*
Autumn Frost Residence.
The Old Master looked lancholic, holding his cane with both hands, sitting in a bamboo chair lost in thought.
The Duke of Zhen peered at his father’s expression, weighing his words: “The Empress is still unconscious, and the Pri Minister is seizing power. The opportunity is fleeting. If father does not take this chance to leave Capital City, it will be even more difficult to leave in the future.”
“Yeah, Grandpa, co with us.”
Lin Qingluo squatted in front of the bamboo chair, her eyes slightly red, also persuading: “Big brother respects Grandpa the most, and he’s getting married. If Grandpa can’t attend the wedding, he’ll have a lifelong regret.”
“How can we hide Grandpa’s departure with three thousand Mansion Soldiers?”
The Old Master couldn’t bear to see his granddaughter sad, and slowly opened his eyes: “They are loyal and devoted; how can we abandon them and disregard their safety?”
“The Mansion Soldiers can be scattered, disguised as family mbers or following rchants who transport goods, and leave Capital City in batches.”
Lin Qingluo had a plan: “Leave this matter to , and I will find a way to escort them out safely.”
“Father, Qingluo is right.”
The Duke of Zhen’s eyes brightened, and he reassured his eldest son: “As long as you agree, everything else is not a problem. I will do my best to take all the loyal attendants with us, and not a single one will be left behind.”
“The Duke of Zhen’s Mansion, with a thousand-year heritage, has been forced to this point.”
The Old Master’s eyes were dim, and his hand holding the cane trembled slightly.
“Grandpa, don’t be sad.”
Lin Qingluo’s brows rose, and her dominance was evident: “We are only leaving temporarily, and we will return soday.”
“Fine,” he sighed and nodded: “Do as you say.”
“Good.”
The Duke of Zhen and Lin Qingluo exchanged glances, and both of them showed relieved smiles.
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