Chapter 1255 - Touch Her If You Dare? (1/2)

To think that he was willing to trade half his life for her to live freely for the rest of hers. It was then that Jun Xiqing understood that he really loved Elder Sister Mo’er deeply.

It was true love.

The Emperors of the past had all been fickle-minded, yet fixated strongly when they found someone they loved. Lu Jinwen was an ideal role model. He loved Madam Xuanji deeply his entire life. But as for Lu Yeming, he was able to keep one forbidden love in his heart even as he had other women surrounding him.

The limousine pulled over and Fan Men said, “Master, Miss Jun, we’re at the Palace.”

Jun Xiqing looked out of the bright car windows. She was back at the towering Palace. But there was someone standing outside the Palace.

Murong Jiancheng.

The Emperor of this Palace.

And also Lu Yeming’s father.

Jun Xiqing saw a familiar beautiful figure standing beside him as well, Dongfang Ruoli. She had heard that every Emperor in Country Z married a Holy Lady so that their lineage would contain the purest blood.

As this thought crossed her mind, Jun Xiqing’s lashes quivered and her red lips slowly curved upwards. Yes, their time at the wooden hut had officially expired.

They were back in reality.

…

Murong Jiancheng was over forty this year. Standing there, he stood tall and calm, wearing a black woolen coat. His hands were clasped behind his back as he stood beside the lake, the wind billowing through his coat. As someone who had commanded this Palace for over forty years, he had retained his control even as the Dukes slowly carved up the land. He was Country A’s most esteemed and powerful person.

Lu Yeming walked behind him and said lightly, “My Lord.”

Murong Jiancheng turned around to look at Lu Yeming and said, “You’re back?”

“Yes.”

Murong Jiancheng had been pretending to be ill these few years so that Murong Fu would build his arrogance, before he finally revealed everything. He had merely sat back and watched as the North, South, East and West Duke fought bloody battles each year.

Lu Yeming’s deep, narrow eyes weren’t from Lu Jinwen. They had been inherited from this legendary Emperor, Murong Jiancheng.

Murong Jiancheng was the father of the Dragon Totem.

The relationship between Murong Jiancheng and Lu Yeming was frosty, as though there was a piece of glass between them. None of them were willing to approach one another.

“Since you’re back, when are you going to recognize your heritage? You should change your name to Murong and start taking over the country soon.”

In response, Lu Yeming’s handsome face remained impassive. “I’ll never change my name to Murong.”

Murong Jiancheng frowned. “All for the sake of the Lu family’s daughter, Tang Mo’er? You don’t even want to acknowledge your forefathers?”

Lu Yeming smiled faintly. “I haven’t had forefathers in many years.”

This insolent boy! Murong Jiancheng was already seething. But this was his son after all, so he decided to take a step back. “If you really love Tang Mo’er, I can order my men to bring her to the Palace as your consort.”

It was only then that Lu Yeming’s eyes swept over to him. “Touch her if you dare.”

Murong Jiancheng’s lips pressed into a thin line, his narrow eyes turning dangerous. He was the most powerful person in this country! But Lu Yeming was calm and collected, like a precious blade that had been polished by time, sharp and dangerous.

Beside the lake, the two of them stared each other down with burning gazes. The air around them became heavy and oppressive.

“My Lord,” at this moment, Dongfang Ruoli walked over and cautioned in a gentle voice, “The West Duke has just escaped from great danger. Don’t ruin your relationship with your son just because of one woman.”