My System Is Three Thousand Years Early - Chapter 267 - Chapter 267: Chapter 98: Hey, Don't Die on Me! (Long Chapter, Please Subscribe!)_3

Chapter 267: Chapter 98: Hey, Don’t Die on Me! (Long Chapter, Please Subscribe!)_3
 

“The power and influence are far beyond what our Prime Minister’s Mansion can compare to.”

“If my position remains secure, we can still compete with Duke Zhen’s Mansion, but if my status is lost, then…”

Lin Gongfu shook his head.

Upon hearing Lin Gongfu’s words, Lin Yunzhen’s expression subtly shifted. He hadn’t known this secret.

At the same time, he hadn’t anticipated that the previous actions of the Bureau of the Lamp and the investigation into the crown prince’s matter had the shadow of the Town-Nation Duke’s Heir behind them.

Lin Gongfu patted Lin Yunzhen’s shoulder, “Alright, don’t think too much about it. It’s fine for you to have minor squabbles with the Town-Nation Duke’s Heir, but don’t let your emotions get the better of you and show no face to the Princely Heir.”

“Go send him off.”

Lin Gongfu waved his sleeve and stepped out of the great hall, quickly catching up to Cheng Guang, sending him off from the Prime Minister’s Mansion with laughter and conversation.

Lin Yunzhen’s lips curled slightly. Suppressing the complex emotions in his heart, he quickly followed suit.

Cheng Guang paid no mind to Lin Gongfu or Lin Yunzhen beside him as he led his entourage away from the Prime Minister’s Mansion.

After leaving the Prime Minister’s Mansion, Liu Hao helped Mrs. Wu into the carriage and then cast his gaze back at Zhang Shunlong.

Zhang Shunlong carried the body of Liu Yuting, walking out of the Prime Minister’s Mansion step by step.

His gaze was vacant, his eyes listless.

He just walked on.

Liu Hao had intended to take Liu Yuting’s body and bury her back at the mansion, but seeing Zhang Shunlong looking like a man abandoned by the whole world, as if his soul was lost, made him hesitate and sigh.

He could no longer face Liu Yuting.

“Zhang Shunlong, get on the carriage. We’re going back to the mansion. My Liu Family…will compensate you…”

Liu Hao’s words came with difficulty, filled with shame he could hardly bear.

It was he who had broken up Zhang Shunlong and Liu Yuting.

It was he who forced Liu Yuting to leave Zhang Shunlong and get into the bed of the Prime Minister’s son.

It was he who, out of cowardice and fear of offending the nobility, had colluded with the officials to frame Zhang Shunlong’s family.

If Liu Yuting hadn’t threatened her own life, he might have already killed Zhang Shunlong’s family at that time.

But now…

All this, when he recalled it, left him with no face to show.

Zhang Shunlong didn’t listen to Liu Hao and continued to walk down the street at a slow pace.

Under the night sky of the Capital city, Zhang Shunlong carried a body wrapped in white cloth, walking along the street.

He drew the attention of countless pedestrians.

Seeing this, Liu Hao sighed, knowing that his own Liu Family owed Zhang Shunlong, owed Liu Yuting, but what could he do now?

What else could he do with the nobleman above him?

Liu Hao fell silent and instructed the coachman to follow behind Zhang Shunlong.

Cheng Guang stopped beside a street, silently watching the silhouette of Zhang Shunlong as he walked further away.

At this time, Qing Luan felt uncomfortable in her heart.

Qing Luan was no noblewoman herself; she had entered the Duke’s Mansion at a young age, so she could deeply empathize with a woman like Liu Yuting.

Once you enter the deep waters of a wealthy family, it’s like treading on thin ice when you live,

and everything ends when you die.

There’s nothing worth mentioning, nor will it cause much of a stir.

“Princely Heir, shall we return to the mansion?”

Cheng Guang shook his head and remained silent. He rode his horse, following far behind Zhang Shunlong, watching his figure.

He hadn’t done anything to the Prime Minister’s Mansion.

Seeking justice for Zhang Shunlong, or for Liu Yuting, would be simple for him.

Even if he wanted Lin Yunzhen to kneel down and apologize, it would be easy.

But this was not something he should do.

It should be done by Zhang Shunlong.

That is what the most powerful Sky-Man of the future should do.

If he helped Zhang Shunlong now, using his power to pressure the Prime Minister’s Mansion, that wouldn’t be what Zhang Shunlong wanted.

However, it was different now. If Zhang Shunlong were leaving today, he wouldn’t be so silent.

Zhang Shunlong walked slowly out of the Capital city, step by step, heading toward Ping’an County.

Although the distance from the Capital city to Ping’an County was not far, it was certainly not short. Zhang Shunlong, a man with no cultivation, walked on the official road with the body of Liu Yuting in his arms; he had only just left the Capital city when he felt utterly exhausted.

Even so, his dazed demeanor remained unaltered.

His steps were slow and steady, his eyes filled with endless sorrow.

The scenery along the way blurred before Zhang Shunlong’s eyes. In his heart, there was only the person who had once brought warmth to him, the one who had shared his laughter and his anger.

Zhang Shunlong could feel the person in his arms growing stiffer and heavier by the moment; his arms nearly broke from the strain, crying out in anguish.

But he was unwilling to let go.

He wanted to take her back home this way.

Back to the place where they had first met.

He walked step by step.

Time seemed meaningless at this moment.

Zhang Shunlong didn’t know how long he had walked. It felt like an instant and also like an eternity.

When he came back to his senses, a peach blossom appeared before his eyes.

The view before him was just like when they first met—the peach blossoms cast reflections of red, and the beautiful woman was smiling and glancing around.

For a moment, Zhang Shunlong seemed to see her.

“Little beggar, what is your name?”

That was the first thing she had said to him.

At that time, he had stumbled by accident into the Peach Blossom Forest. Lost, he fell asleep on the ground, and upon waking, she squatted in front of him, looking down at him.

The girl tilted her head and her smile shone through.

“I’m not a beggar.”

In front of him, it was as if it were the embarrassed self from back then.

“Eh, you’re so dirty, yet not a beggar?”