Emperor Jin

Chapter 41 Mask
"Perhaps, she was careless..."

Her voice was so weak that even she thought it was ridiculous.

"Even if she was really careless for a while, according to the court's military strategy and ancestral system, it will never let the rebellious party break through the capital so easily—this imperial capital, even if it is described as impenetrable, is not an exaggeration at all!"

Song Lin's voice was both gloomy and passionate - unbelievably gloomy, mixed with proud and proud passion, forming extremely complex emotions.

"That is……!"

Baojin's hands gradually became cold, and the coldness penetrated into her heart bit by bit. She was trembling all over, but she was choked up and unable to speak.

"Yes, until now, I can only be sure of one thing—His Royal Highness Baojin deliberately wants to destroy this century-old country and society."

Song Lin's words were like thunder and lightning falling straight down, and the long sword in Baojin's hand fell weakly, making a crisp sound.

"It's very difficult for me to be on top of the emperor's heir. My sister is in charge of the world. Everyone, including me, admires Jing Cong—why would she do such a thing?!"

After Baojin came to his senses, he still didn't believe it.

"I don't know..."

Song Lin said in a low voice, he lowered his head slightly, letting the candlelight illuminate his face flickeringly, and even his voice became faint.

"When His Majesty was dragged down from the Golden Tower by the bandits, he once laughed loudly and threw this thing down the stairs from the highest point of Zichen Palace—"

He took out an item from the package, and suddenly the precious light flowed, and the whole room was confused by it.

It was a mask.

Its whole body is shining with the fluorescent light of pearl oysters, crystal clear like snow chalcedony, small facial features are carved on it, and black cloud patterns are engraved near the temples, only the entire lower jaw, which seems to be incomplete, is actually inlaid with gold .

"Under this fall, the lower jaw turned into powder. After I got it, I had to inlay it with gold."

Song Lin continued.

"This is……"

Bao Jin looked at the mask, and the torrent of memory gradually froze——

That was the story of the two sisters when they were young. The father, who had always believed in Buddhism, became obsessed with Taoism's alchemy and immortality for a while.

He messed around with a group of Taoist priests, but he didn't make any elixir, but he melted a cup of real pearls into the golden fire by accident, and forged this pearl shell mask.

Although Jin Yuan was young at the time, she already had an awe-inspiring demeanor. She complained to her father in private, and the embarrassed father had no choice but to beg for mercy, and gave this strange mask to Jin Yuan.

This thing has exhausted countless treasures, but only this charming brilliance has no real meaning. Jinyuan has put it on the shelf until five years ago, when his father, Huang Bintian, took it out of the vault. Ruo Gongbi, every time she sees things and thinks about others, the two sisters can't help crying.

"This is my sister's favorite thing, and it is also the only utensil made by my father. She has always been by my side, so how could it be...!"

Bao Jin felt more and more incredible.

"According to the surviving Jinwu who guards the palace, His Majesty looked decisive at the time, and after laughing, he even vomited blood on the spot - people thought she couldn't bear the hatred of subjugation, but now thinking about it, it is very strange."

Bao Jin kept silent, just listened to Song Lin's words, although his heart was confused, but he managed to figure it out——

This mask represents my sister's longing for her father, but when she fell for the last time, she had the intention of being decisive...

What Song Lin said just now echoed in her mind like lightning——

His Royal Highness Bao Jin deliberately wants to destroy this century-old country and society! !

"Could it be that my sister has resentment towards my father and my Yuan family...?"

She murmured, but she really couldn't find any reason to explain it——Jin Yuan got her father's acquiescence since she was a child, and learned the art of becoming a king in men's clothing. In the future, the whole world will be hers, but there is nothing to explain. Open the knot of guilt?
She took the mask with both hands, only to see that although the jaw was exquisite, it was barely connected, and the crack shone with a cold light, as if her sister's angry eyes were swept away.

"Sister, what kind of knot do you have in your heart, that you want to deliberately subjugate your country...!!"

She only felt that her whole body was cold, she was puzzled, but also shouted angrily.

Song Lin watched from the side, and there was a touch of loneliness in his eyes, "I am also puzzled. Since then, I have seen the great cause of restoring the country, but I have seen it like a cloud - even if the king of a country does not want this country, he will not be able to do so. Do you want us to worry about it?!"

He sneered, but for some reason, tears welled up in his eyes.

The two of them were so sad that they had nothing more to say, and they started talking again. Song Lin was about to leave, but Bao Jin stopped him and said, "Wait a minute..."

She looked out of the window, and said leisurely: "You also have a lot of contacts in the new court... After a while, what do you think of Yun Shi?"

(End of this chapter)