After the global recovery, I traveled through

ah. "

"Different paths lead to the same destination."

Where to return?

Immortal.

"Xiao Jiahe thought that the Imperial Master's plan to destroy the Lin family was to make many prime ministers and disciples in the world hate the King of Chu - they did not dare to blame the Imperial Master."

But Lin Xingtao knew that what the Imperial Master did was actually to prevent Lin Xingtao from repeating his arrogant tricks of pretending to be someone else's identity.

After Qingqing was officially recognized by the world, Lin Xingtao could no longer deceive the world and could only restore his original surname!

In the past, the method he taught Bu Guozi to pass the blame to the imperial master worked, but that was when there was no real ninth prince.

Once the identity of the Ninth Prince was attributed to one person, Lin Xingtao's throne based on the identity of the prince would be unstable. All he could do was to use other identities to stabilize the throne.

For example, the descendants of the prime minister.

His surname is Lin. The Lin family happens to have a grudge against the Imperial Master, and he is a descendant of Tianxingrenshi. His status is as good as that of a prince!

The Imperial Preceptor Dai Dalin forcibly deprived the Prime Minister of his position since ancient times, and the world already owed the Prime Minister an explanation.

If Lin Xingtao claims that he is a descendant of the prime minister and can keep the throne, it will be a matter of course.

Now the Imperial Master is acting vigorously and resolutely, directly cutting off the possibility of Lin Xingtao's future activities through the Prime Minister's descendants.

"But how does he know that I really can't be a descendant of the prime minister? Otherwise, if his will is wrong, I can take advantage of the situation and summon Wen Quxing to directly lead the students from all over the world to rebel."

"Maybe he figured it out too?" Bu Guozi caught up and asked.

Lin Xingtao was startled and stood at the street corner.

He was thinking: The prince's ability to kill the national master was orthodox, and it was not actually a rebellion. Therefore, everything went smoothly for him, and the gods were willing to help him.

And even if he used his status as a descendant of the prime minister to kill the national master, he was actually the same as other rebels. He was a real rebel and a foreign enemy. With the fate of the country in Dalin still in jeopardy, even if he could defeat it with force, it would still be as he said before - foreign enemies could be easily eliminated by the national master.

Just like when the Imperial Preceptor eliminated the Lin family, God would only think that the Lin family deserved their punishment, so could God punish the Imperial Preceptor? The Imperial Master was waiting for the Lin family to show resistance.

So, besides the prince, who else has the identity of being the master of the country?

"Crack!" A sudden voice interrupted Lin Xingtao's words.

No smiling girl deliberately brushed against him, no child accidentally bumped into him.

He was standing in the crowd, yet it felt like he was standing outside.

No one in the crowd could notice him.

He suddenly touched that mysterious realm.

All the sounds in his ears disappeared like the tide, and only the sound of a flute spread far away.

This flute sound may have come from a sudden thought or may have been played for a long time, muting other sounds along with his thoughts.

He escaped from that untouchable realm and followed the sound.

But he couldn't find it.

Until someone played the flute behind him.

"Doo!" The sound of knuckles colliding with the flute body.

Suddenly looking back.

The girl stands in a dimly lit place, wearing gorgeous makeup and a beautiful face.

She didn't speak, just blushed slightly.

Red brushed against his cheeks.

Girls don't need to say too many words. A blush is worth thousands of dialogues.

Lin Xingtao smiled, but before he finished laughing, he saw the girl pointing her finger towards the sky.

He raised his head——

call out!

The sound of breaking through the sky suddenly sounded in the night sky.

Bright, dazzling light reflected in his pupils.

They were countless beautiful and grand fireworks, blooming under the quiet gazes of Lin Xingtao and Qingqing, and amid the unstoppable cheers of the people.

It was much louder than the thunder in Lin Xingtao's palm that he placed for Qingqing when he left.

"The east wind brings forth flowers and thousands of trees at night."

"More blowing down, the stars are like rain."

One of the two people spoke and the other answered.

And the Seven Kills Star in the sky finally lit up unwillingly, dancing in the night sky and casting a layer of star rain.

Lin Xingtao's hand was grabbed by Qingqing.

"I originally wanted us to ride on a dragon and watch the fireworks in the sky, but the Imperial Master would find out."

"I'll take you somewhere!"

She pulled him to the heights in mortal fashion.

That's a tall building.

Fireworks suddenly enveloped the place where they were.

"Is there something important for you? Is the Imperial Master treating you well?" He looked at the fireworks in the sky.

Didn't wait for an answer.

And perhaps because he stared at the fireworks for too long, there was still an afterimage in Lin Xingtao's pupils when he turned his head.

——That is the light of the gems in Qingqing’s ears, and it is also the lake of brilliance in her eyes.

Lin Xingtao was a little surprised: "Do you like crying under fireworks, Your Highness?"

Qingqing finally couldn't help but laugh when she heard the word "Your Highness".

"What, it's so strange. I wouldn't feel strange if others call me Your Highness, or even Your Majesty."

"Who would call you Your Majesty?"

“There are so many – can’t wait.”

She stretched out her hand toward the sky, as if touching the sky.

"Wait for another day, it should be tomorrow, on Changlin Mountain, at the highest place."

"If I stretch out my hand like this, can I touch the sky?"

Lin Xingtao was a little confused: "Why touch the sky? Oh, you mean touching the pinnacle of power - right?"

"No, because you were there."

"Ah? I'm here."

Qingqing curled her lips slightly and did not reach out.