“General?” With the tip of the chilling blade at less than half an inch of distance from his throat, the moment he raises his eyes, meeting Lin Rui En’s eyes colder than that of the blade, in that moment he felt as though he has fallen into an ice cave, the scholar blurts out a word of General, tone trembling.
Rapidly sweeping past the scholar’s face, Lin Rui En’s face remains emotionless, with a light turn of the wrist, a silver light of the blade flashes, the scholar only felt as though his eyes were blinded for moment, chilling air plummeting, before he could catch a clear view of this very action, the sword had already returned to his sheath, his hung up heart finally put down at ease, secretly letting out a sigh of relief.
“When was the order passed?” A tone of indifference, each word seeming to hold not an ounce of warmth as it comes out of Lin Rui En’s mouth.
The literary man freezes, and then remembers the reporting matter just now, looking up to Lin Rui En, seeming to sense him writhing in anger, that type of suppressed emotions of intensity lending the power of the sword to swing it all out.
“Not long after Consort Yin gave birth to the dragon child this morning……”
“I’m asking you when was the order passed to the northern troops?” Harshly cutting off his words, Lin Rui En reveals his impatience and a bit of unrestrainable anger.
The literary man does not speak after, having received secret orders from within the palace this morning, he immediately passed the order to the northern troops, all was single-handedly done by him, could it be that General is chasing after this responsibility? The corner of his lips pulling up, hooking up a seeming smile, he could not help but to let out a long sigh. A situation like this has never happened before, passing on orders in place of the General, there is nothing wrong with it afterwards, and this seems to be the first time General has clearly displayed his dissatisfaction.
Why? The face like that of a hibiscus flower suddenly flashes past his mind, it is because of her right, that Madam Lou who holds moon-like elegance? Only this reason would be able to explain General’s abnormal behaviour. The situation within the Capital is very clear right now, the Emperor’s court holds different shares of factions with the joint forces of Prime Minister Lou, Prince Duan, Prince of Nan Jun, officials of all rankings within the imperial court have made their stances clear, the two sides in deadlock; the Emperor using the birth of the dragon child to transfer troops into the Capital, holds no other intention but to solve the current situation of deadlock, forcing back Prime Minister Lou alike, and the deeper meaning behind all this, more or less involves that woman.
Truly a source of disaster……since the very first meeting, it just gave him an ominous feeling, watching this young general who he has taught since young, bit by bit starting to grow sincere feelings, balance tilting towards emotions, even affecting his rational decisions. The literary man loudly shouts “no” in his heart, Lin Rui En is the disciple he has meticulously cultivated, is the pillars of talent that he spent half his lifetime teaching, how could he ruin himself in the hands of one woman like this? The one he cultivated, should be a tiger warrior commanding the winds and clouds, to be recorded down in history in future, and not like the current discouraged hero immersed in love affairs.
“General, imperial orders cannot be violated, this subordinate has merely obeyed orders.”
Ice cold eyes looking at him, Lin Rui En tightly grips onto the sword in hand, pressing his lips together as the chilly look in his eyes grows deeper and deeper, spinning in complexity, after a long time it gradually fades, drawing out his sword from the sheath, the light of the blade blinding, he once again puts it back, all expression hidden away, only indifference remains, “Since that is so, then carry out the orders then.”