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Chapter 293: Only Red Clothes Remain
“I have seen countless experiences and lived through many events. Now that I am willing to accompany you on this journey, it is only because I wish to look after you two juniors.”
“As for going out to see the world, that is merely a secondary intention.”
Along the way to the teleportation array, that faint voice continued to echo.
Chen An and Long Li walked behind. They exchanged a glance and smiled with a hint of helplessness.
Chen An responded, “Understood, Great-Grandmother. You don’t need to keep emphasizing it.”
Ahead, the petite figure, even more delicate than Long Li, paused.
Her white skirt, like snow, cascaded onto the dazzling crystals, creating an ethereal dreamscape.
A ethereal female voice drifted, “You said it yourself.”
“It was me.”
“You begged me.”
“Mm-hmm, I begged you.”
Chen An replied casually.
After a brief exchange, Long Qingqing suddenly fell silent. She stopped speaking and simply walked.
Only Long Li kept gazing at her retreating back before turning to look at Chen An.
The young girl wondered, why does it feel a little off? Aren’t you two too in sync?
They proceeded in silence until the three of them stepped into the formation together.
A slender, white hand reached out and grabbed Chen An’s trouser leg.
Seeing his puzzled look, Long Qingqing naturally did not say that it was because she was nervous about leaving the Dragon Palace for the first time.
Her expression remained unchanged, and she said faintly, “The teleportation array has not been repaired for years, and its positioning may not be accurate. However, it will certainly be closer than going directly to Dragon City from here.”
“Therefore, my action is also to prevent you from getting separated.”
Her indifferent tone, coupled with her calm demeanor, made it impossible to harbor any doubts.
As her words fell, Chen An, before he could react, felt a hand tightly grasp his other side. He turned to look and saw the young girl slightly lifting her chin, following suit.
“What are you looking at? Didn’t you hear what my Great-Grandmother said? This is for your own good.”
Long Li puffed out her cheeks, her stance entirely righteous.
And so, in this slightly peculiar manner, the three of them were propelled by Long Qingqing’s forceful activation of the formation.
The next moment, the previously serene crystal palace began to tremble violently. The tremors spread from afar, imperceptible at first, then rapidly engulfing every corner of the palace in a very short time. Dust filled the air, and everywhere, the palace’s beams and pillars were collapsing bit by bit.
In the final moment of his sight, Chen An watched as this magnificent underwater palace, engulfed in a storm of dust, completely vanished into the river of time.
He instinctively lowered his head and saw the delicate figure nervously clutching his trouser leg, her clear eyes shining with a panic he had never seen before.
At this moment, a sudden realization dawned upon Chen An. If he had not appeared, or if he had not had that sudden impulse, this “Great-Grandmother” would have likely sunk into the sea forever, along with this magnificent crystal palace, after sending them away.
He could not change the ultimate fate, but he could influence many others besides the female lead in the process.
His thoughts drifted far away. Vaguely, Chen An recalled that in his previous life, he had also influenced a certain young girl in a similar way. As if he had personally swept away the veils covering his memories, past fragments began to unfold.
“Who says a girl of sixty is not a girl?”
“Is it Older Sister, or ‘Darling Sister’?”
“Silly, why are you doing something so foolish?”
The young girl’s charming voice rose again.
But he fled. Only the red clothes remained.
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At that time, in the capital of the Myriad Demon Country.
This was a city vastly larger than any human city, like a colossal, awe-inspiring beast, crouching in the darkness. Years ago, after the demonic beasts emerged from the mountains, abandoned their primitive customs, and began to learn human culture, through a long period of refinement and integration, Dragon City came to be. The influence of human kingdoms could be seen in its city walls as well as the houses and buildings within it.
Tonight, the imperial palace district, located in the center, was brightly lit. The former emperor had passed away suddenly during a ancestral offering. Fortunately, before his death, he had proclaimed to the world that his daughter, Long Li, would be the new emperor, thus preventing a chaotic power vacuum in the Demon Country. At least on the surface, stability was maintained, though this stability was like a reflection in water, easily shattered.
Imperial Palace, Qingxin Hall.
A sudden roar erupted from the quiet hall.
“Scram, get out! Who let you in?!”
Under the bright moonlight, about a dozen servants rushed out of the hall. Their expressions were terrified, and they dared not look up, keeping their heads down as they hurried away. Behind them, one servant, slower to react, was struck by a strange force in the chest and back, immediately spitting blood and falling to the ground, lifeless.
“Damn bastard, bad luck.” The voice said coldly.
Then, a woman’s voice, suppressing her fear, gently soothed, “Your Highness, don’t be angry over a mere servant; it’s not worth it…” The voice quivered slightly, clearly afraid that the “Great Prince,” known for his volatile temper, would vent his anger on her too. However, as a consort, she had to offer words of comfort.
Inside the hall, a man in resplendent golden robes frowned. He had two horns on his head, appearing imposing, and his face was tinged with annoyance. After a while, he glanced at the woman with disdain and said coldly, flicking his sleeve, “Shut up!”
“Do you have the right to speak here?!”
Long Yizhi was in a very foul mood now. Everything and everyone seemed irritating to him, even the fox woman who was usually his favorite, now appeared detestable. Especially her pitiful demeanor, which further ignited his inexplicable anger.
Long Yizhi suddenly raised his leg and kicked the woman hard in the abdomen. The woman, knowing his temperament well, did not dare to show any resistance. She merely let out a muffled groan of pain, fell straight to the ground, curled up, her charming face revealing a hint of unbearable agony.
Long Yizhi advanced, grabbing the woman’s collar. His face contorted, and he said fiercely, “Do you think I need this kind of fake comfort from you?!”
“You vile wretch!”
Looking at the woman’s trembling body, Long Yizhi felt even more enraged. He couldn’t help but roar, his eyes flashing with ferocity, “Right? Even you think I’m bound to lose! None of you believe in me!”
“Why?!”
“Why?!”
Facing these repeated questions, the woman tried to open her mouth to speak, but was immediately interrupted by Long Yizhi’s self-directed questions.
“Is it just because her talent is higher, and her bloodline is purer than mine?!”
“But I am also the King’s son, and from the pure Dragon blood royal family!”
Long Yizhi paused at this point, as if he had thought of something. He released the woman’s collar, his eyes becoming vacant, and he mumbled unconsciously.
“Right… that’s it. It must be because of my birth mother, because my birth mother was a vile fox demon, otherwise why wouldn’t my father have made me emperor?”
“Yes, it’s all blame that wretch. If it weren’t for her, if it weren’t for her…”
As he spoke, the man picked up the woman’s soft neck and, staggering, threw her out of the hall amidst her terrified gaze.
Staring at the ink-black night sky, a hint of madness flickered in Long Yizhi’s eyes.
