"I just realized, Di Xin wasn’t a bad person after all!"
At night, Ning ngyao leaned against the headboard, clutching a book, and looked at Lin Fan with interest.
"From the imperial edict, we can see the clues. It says Di Xin didn’t value sacrifices and preferred new ministers over the old ones. From this, I spotted sothing amiss. After all, ancient sacrifices involved killing people, bloody and cruel. If Di Xin forwent sacrifices, wouldn’t that an he refrained from killing the innocent? Yet, in their mouths, this turned into a cri. We were deceived before."
"Moreover, it says Di Xin replaced old officials with new ones, which clearly upset the vested interests of the nobles and ministers, resulting in their backlash. All in all, it was just an excuse for these people to rebel. Unfortunately, history is written by the victors. As for the losers, they are inevitably laden with all sorts of fabricated cris."
After rambling for a while, Ning ngyao once again looked at Lin Fan.
For the past three months, she did this every day, regardless of his response.
"All right, ti to sleep now. Last night’s dream was so vivid. In the dream, you were so majestic, it was truly stirring. I wonder if I’ll dream of it again tonight."
After tucking Lin Fan in, Ning ngyao then lay down beside him.
Clutching his arm and resting her head on his shoulder, Ning ngyao gradually closed her eyes.
"My consort..."
A calling voice startled Ning ngyao awake.
To her surprise, she found herself in a large bed, with Lin Fan lying beside her.
"Mr. Wang!"
Their eyes t, and Ning ngyao’s heart couldn’t help but flutter.
His primal muscles made it hard for her to breathe.
Especially being held in his arms, she didn’t care about anything else.
"Today is the day of the sacrifice, and these foolish fellows will probably give trouble again."
With Ning ngyao’s shoulders exposed, Lin Fan’s gaze fixated on the ceiling.
Within the palace adorned with carved beams and painted rafters, there was dead silence.
"Dress your king."
Lin Fan slowly rose and stood there.
Ning ngyao quickly helped him dress, her heart racing as she saw him in his regal attire.
However, she remained unable to speak a word, rely watching him step outside.
"Oh, and later, I will have to quarrel with those nobles and ministers again. These conservative fools, always thinking of using living humans for sacrifices, believing that it ensures eternal stability. Utterly stupid. What really holds this world together is strength, the fresh blood of fearless warriors, not these so-called Heavenly Gods..."
Lin Fan’s voice, filled with authority, echoed in Ning ngyao’s ears.
Sitting in the luxurious palace, she could almost see the scene of Lin Fan battling the ministers in the court.
Upon waking up, Ning ngyao opened her eyes to see Lin Fan still motionless.
After a while, she finally ca to terms with it.
This strange dream, yet so vivid.
If not for Lin Fan still lying there beside her,
she truly couldn’t tell anymore what was a dream and what was reality.
"It felt so real!"
Ning ngyao’s gaze fell on Lin Fan’s face.
In the dream, he was so wise and valiant, it was impossible to look away.
The suffocatingly strong aura he exuded indeed surpassed all her expectations of a man.
And by a large margin.
"Darling, in the dream you were so dominant, I almost suffocated," said Ning ngyao, tightly embracing Lin Fan, reminiscing about the past
events—all unforgettable, and the lordly aura of Lin Fan in the dreamscape was impossible for anyone else to emulate.
Now, she even harbored a bold thought—might it be that the fate of this life was already destined in a previous life?
Perhaps, he, this fickle-hearted fellow, was rely going through endless cycles of reincarnation, searching for a lost and then regained lover.
Thinking of this, her mood greatly improved. After a quick wash, she walked out of her boudoir and headed towards the dining room.
However, as soon as she entered the dining room, she couldn’t help but frown.
Because at that mont, Ning Changfeng was standing there.
"Who let you in? Get out imdiately, or I’ll call the police."
Ning ngyao glared at Ning Changfeng angrily.
This guy had knelt at the doorstep all day yesterday and refused to leave no matter what.
She couldn’t believe he had dared to barge in today.
"Cousin... it’s... it’s... Grandfather let in!"
Ning Changfeng, pale-faced, stamred as he pointed at Ning Zhenyue who was walking towards them.
Upon hearing this, Ning ngyao’s anger surged.
"Grandfather, how can you still be so soft-hearted? These two beasts must be up to so wicked sche, you can’t be fooled again!"
"Let’s eat first,"
Ning Zhenyue, with a worried expression, didn’t dare to et Ning ngyao’s eyes.
But he didn’t ntion anything else, just sitting down at the dining table.
"What’s there to eat in this al!"
Ning ngyao slamd the table.
With Ning Changfeng still standing there, how could she possibly eat in the presence of such a person?
"ng Yao... please sit down first, let’s talk slowly about so things,"
Ning Zhenyue certainly understood his granddaughter.
She might look gentle, but her fiery temper was not sothing ordinary people could match.
"I’m not sitting, as long as this house includes him, it excludes , and vice versa. If you want to eat, then eat."
Having said that, Ning ngyao turned and walked out.
She simply couldn’t sit with soone like Ning Changfeng anymore.
Ning Zhenyue didn’t say anything more, just glancing at the dejected Ning Changfeng.
He then looked at Ms. Li, who was walking in with breakfast.
"Take the breakfast to East Cross Court."
"I understand."
Ms. Li nodded in agreent and walked out the door with a breakfast set.
But Ning Changfeng didn’t miss this scene.
"Grandfather... it’s only right that my cousin is angry with , after all the inhumane things I’ve done... but isn’t this breakfast a bit too little, not enough for my cousin and her husband?"
The father and son had co here on behalf of the Gong Family, specifically to see Lin Fan in person.
Now that they had finally managed to sneak in by feigning hardship, he had to find a way to et Lin Fan.
After all, the Gong Family had said, as long as he could learn the truth, they would reward him.
"You don’t need to worry about things that aren’t your concern," Ning Zhenyue scolded angrily.
The face of these two father and son was incredibly thick, and their actions were extrely ruthless.
Yesterday, they had truly knelt at both the front and back doors until Ms. Li discovered this morning that Ning Bingcai had actually fainted at the back door. She then called for help to carry him into the courtyard, and of course, Ning Changfeng followed him in.
As Ning Bingcai hadn’t yet regained consciousness, Ning Zhenyue, who wouldn’t harm his own family, truly couldn’t bear to watch them die right before his eyes.
He could only temporarily let them co inside, seizing the opportunity, Ning Changfeng, squinting, said.
"Grandfather, rest assured... I will definitely reform myself and ensure I won’t cause any trouble again!"
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