kingnovel Chapter 169 Take me home
Chapter 169 Take me home
Just when Lu Yu was panicking, he was suddenly pulled away and avoided a sword beam.
"Are you okay?"
Lu Yu took a few deep breaths before he came to his senses. When he looked up and saw a familiar face, he threw himself into the man's arms: "Brother, I'm scared! I don't want to be the Holy Son of Nanzhao. Please take me home, woooo."
Lu Jue paused for a while, and then he touched Lu Yu's hair and whispered, "Be good."
"Brother, please take me home. I have been in the capital for so many years, and the farthest I have been is Lucheng. I don't want to go to Nanzhao. Brother, please, take me home!"
Lu Jue felt complicated. He had loved this brother since he was a child, but fate had played tricks on him. This brother turned out to be the child of the maid, not his biological brother. But he was still his brother, so he could only touch his head and whisper, "Yu'er, this is a matter between the two countries, and it is not something the Lu family can decide. I want to help you, but I can't. I'm sorry."
"Wuwuwu, brother, why is it like this? Wuwuwu, I don't want to be the Holy Son of Nanzhao! Wuwuwu, I want a brother and my parents. Wuwuwu."
Lu Jue didn't say anything. His words were insignificant and he couldn't change anything.
From the beginning till now, the high priest of Nanzhao has always stayed out of the matter. It was as if he was not the one surrounded by Dayue, because he did not resist and did not draw his sword, so the imperial guards just surrounded his people but did not take any action.
All of the people under the Nanzhao Crown Prince were forced to kneel on the ground. Just as the palace servants were about to take action, the Nanzhao High Priest spoke up. "Your Majesty, he is the Nanzhao Crown Prince after all. Your Majesty seems to have gone too far this time."
"Already? I still feel it's not enough."
Mo Ling calmly put down his wine glass and cast his eyes towards the High Priest of Nanzhao.
The Nanzhao High Priest confirmed Mo Ling's attitude and spoke again: "Since the Nanzhao Crown Prince is at fault, there is no need for His Majesty the Great Yue to take action. How about this priest discipline him on behalf of His Majesty the Nanzhao?"
Mo Ling retracted his gaze and said, "Please do as you please."
"High Priest, you can't do this. I am the Crown Prince of Nanzhao. How can you help outsiders?"
The Nanzhao High Priest asked his attendants to help the imperial guards open the Nanzhao Crown Prince's mouth for twenty seconds before he said softly, "Your Majesty, Da Yue, is this all right?"
Mo Ling waved his hand, and the imperial guards retreated.
Soon, the Crown Prince of Nanzhao was gagged and taken away by the high priest's men. Although the Crown Prince of Nanzhao was not there, the Holy Son of Nanzhao was still there, and the palace banquet was held as usual.
The high priest gave a look, and the accompanying guards pulled Lu Yu out of Lu Jue's arms and sat him in his original seat.
Lu Yu looked at Lu Jue with tears in his eyes. Lu Jue wanted to take action but had no valid reason, so he could only look at Lu Yu with heartache.
"As the Holy Son of Nanzhao, you cry at every turn. Is this the etiquette that Prime Minister Lu and the princess taught you?" The high priest scolded Lu Yu in a low voice.
Lu Yu cried even harder, "What does it have to do with you! I don't want to be a lousy saint, let me go back! I have parents, I don't want to be a lousy saint anymore!"
The high priest's eyes, shrouded in black veil, were icy cold. He lowered his voice and approached Lu Yu and said, "Do you think they are still willing to take care of you?"
Lu Yu looked at Prime Minister Lu and Princess Lan Shu. Prime Minister Lu just glanced at him and quickly looked away. There was some distress in Lan Shu's eyes, but she quickly looked away as well.
"You have enjoyed the love of Lan Shu's son for twenty years, and her son is dead! When she sees you, she will think of her own son. Do you think she will still be good to you? As for Lu Xiang, have you forgotten what happened to Lu Qi?"
"They only like Lan Shu's son, but you are not. Everything you have is stolen. If you continue to stay in Prime Minister Lu's mansion, do you believe that they will make you pay back everything you owe Lu Qi? It was so dangerous just now. Did Prime Minister Lu and Lan Shu come to help you?"
"Poor little thing, accept the reality, they don't love you."
"You're talking nonsense!" Lu Yu glared at the high priest.
The high priest sneered and continued, "Naive, well, I'll grant your wish. Go back to Prime Minister Lu and the princess, and see if they will take you in."
Lu Yu's eyes widened. After realizing what was happening, he immediately stood up and ran to where the Lu family was. In the astonished eyes of everyone, he sat down next to Lan Shu, hugged Lan Shu's arm and said coquettishly, "Mom, I don't want to go to Nanzhao. Let me stay with you. I will be good in the future and will never get into trouble again. Can you please keep me here?"
Lan Shu looked at Lu Yu steadily. After a moment's pause, she stretched out her hand to touch Lu Yu's head. However, when she was halfway there, another face suddenly appeared in her mind. She quickly withdrew her hand as if it was burned by fire.
Lan Shu turned away, tears streaming down his cheeks, and said in a choked voice: "You are the Holy Son of Nanzhao."
"I'm not! I'm your Yu'er, mother!"
Lan Shu didn't want to look at Lu Yu, so he turned his head away and said nothing.
Lu Yu walked around to Prime Minister Lu and pulled his sleeve: "Dad! Let me stay in the Prime Minister's Mansion. I don't want to go to Nanzhao. Please, Dad!"
Prime Minister Lu's eyes were filled with pain, and he touched Lu Yu's head: "You are the Holy Son of Nanzhao, you should shoulder the responsibilities that you should have, Lu Yu, go back."
Lu Yu's eyes were full of disbelief. He was about to say something when Prime Minister Lu suddenly stood up, causing him to fall to the ground accidentally.
"Qingqing!"
The wine glass in Mo Ling's hand slipped to the ground. He stood up suddenly and ran down from the platform in an ungraceful manner. He stopped in front of the man and reached out to touch his face, but when he saw the man's frightened eyes, he withdrew his hand.
"My son!"
Lan Shu cried and hugged the man. Prime Minister Lu followed closely behind Lan Shu and pushed Mo Ling aside.
"Qingqing!"
Prime Minister Lu touched the man's face in disbelief. It was warm. It was really his lover who came back! His lover was still alive!
He hugged Lan Shu and the man in his arms, "I'm sorry! Qingqing, your father is sorry for you!"
The person they were holding looked weak, innocent, and pitiful. He shivered as he looked at Mo Ling, his eyes filled with complete fear.
"You are not Qingqing!"
Mo Ling narrowed his eyes. This man looked exactly like Qing Qing in appearance, body shape, and the cinnabar mole at the corner of his eye. However, he keenly felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what it was.
But his intuition told him that the person in front of him was definitely not Qingqing.
Jian Han also narrowed his eyes. Like! So much like! Almost exactly like the Grand Master! But he lacked some grace. With just one glance, Jian Han knew that this person was not the Grand Master. Could it be that the Grand Master was a twin, and he had an older or younger brother who looked exactly like him?
Lu Yu sat on the ground and stared blankly at the three people hugging each other. Because Lu Qi came back, he was in the way here, right? They loved him so much in the beginning, but now they let him sit on the ground. It seemed that they only had Lu Qi in their hearts and eyes. It seemed that the high priest was right. The Prime Minister's Mansion really didn't want him anymore.
Lu Yu stood up in a daze, and slowly returned to sit down next to the high priest. His eyes were dull, and he looked like he had suffered a great shock.
The man was held by Prime Minister Lu and Lan Shu, and dared not move. He only dared to ask in a low voice: "Did you recognize the wrong person?"