Plotting for the Throne Chapter 6

"The Ninth Prince? Master, the Ninth Prince's mother is not prominent, and he doesn't have the support of his maternal grandfather. The Emperor doesn't think highly of him either." Shuohua was puzzled. How could an unpopular prince mobilize the entire group of spiritual masters?

"I know. Just do as I say."

"Yes, master, do you have any other instructions?" Seeing that his master was unwilling to say more, Shuohua did not dare to ask more.

"My parents are sending more people to protect them. If anyone tries to harm them, no matter who they are, they will be killed on the spot." As she said this, a fierce murderous intent flashed across Lin Weiler's eyes.

"There is nothing else for now, you can go back first." Lin Weiler asked Shuohua to leave. Shuohua had many questions in his mind, but he didn't dare to ask more. He turned around and left Biqing Pavilion.

Whenever she closed her eyes these days, that terrible dream would appear in her mind. Her relatives died one by one in front of her. Now everything is still in time.

This time, no one can harm her family. If anyone dares to touch them, she will cut them into pieces.

Adrian Victor Murong, this time I will make you pay with blood. I will return to you exactly the pain you inflicted on me. Her long nails were broken by her and blood spilled out. She hated it so much.

Looking back to the past, Adrian Victor Murong was just an unknown prince. He had no strong support from his maternal family, and his own literary and martial arts skills were not outstanding. He was neither the eldest son nor the most virtuous. Without the support of their Lin family, the throne would never have fallen on him.

Lin Weiler used a handkerchief to wipe the blood from between her fingers. Her fingers were now lush, white and fine. She had never touched water since she was a child. But in her dream, she practiced military training and martial arts all day long. The border was bitterly cold, and her hands were frozen red. Her hands were covered with calluses from the wear of weapons. It was not only her hands that were in tatters, but also her body and her heart.

The next morning, before dawn, Thomas Lin came to knock on the door fearlessly: "Sister, are you awake? I have something to talk to you about. I'm coming in."

Lin Weiler was a very light sleeper. She had been leading troops for many years and had difficulty falling asleep at the slightest noise. As soon as Thomas Lin approached, Lin Weiler woke up. Every day when she woke up in the past few days, she was covered in cold sweats and fear swept through her body. She was so afraid that the nightmare would happen again.

Outside the door was the chattering of Thomas Lin. Lin Weiler sat up, tiredly wiped the cold sweat from her head, stood up to open the door. As soon as the door opened, Thomas Lin's chubby body bumped into her legs: "Sister, I miss you so much." A nine-year-old child is at the age of playing wildly. Before she fell ill, Thomas Lin went to stay at his uncle's house for a short time. This time he was away for more than two months. Today, as soon as he entered the house, he went straight to Biqiong Pavilion. He missed his sister so much after not seeing her for two months.

The moment she saw little Thomas Lin, all of Evelyn Lin's negative emotions disappeared. Seeing Thomas Lin again, it was as if she was in another world. Tears welled up in her eyes: "Little boy, have you been living at your uncle's house these months?" Evelyn Lin squatted down and hugged him. She hadn't seen her brother for too long, and the image of Thomas Lin in her mind had become blurry, but she would never forget that her brother was pierced by thousands of arrows, but she couldn't save him, and watched him die.

"Okay, of course I'm fine. I just miss you, sister. I've been traveling for several days and I'm so sleepy. I miss your bed and I want to sleep with you." After saying that, he shook off Evelyn Lin's hand, took off his clothes and went to bed without saying a word. This boy really made Evelyn Lin laugh and cry, but she hadn't seen this child for a long time and missed him a lot.