Chapter 1552: On the Eve

into the night, dew hung heavy outside. By the window, moonlight flooded into the palace chamber, and all that could be heard was Li Chen's even breathing.Zhao Rui's face was flushed, she was very ti...Chapter 1552: Eve

For the always domineering and self-willed King Ning, giving others opportunities was always a rare occurrence.

Given this opportunity, Li Songru did not intend to accept it.

"My lord, my mother is getting old and can't stand the hardship of traveling. As a son, I am already ashamed that I haven't been by her side to serve her all these years. To force her to leave the place where she has lived her whole life and come to the unfamiliar Jin City with her aging bones would be too cruel. Please, my lord, grant me this favor."

Li Songru's words reached this point, and King Ning finally stopped insisting.

You make sense, then when it gets light, you should set off.

When Li Songru heard this, he got up and bowed to King Ning. He bowed deeply, holding the position for three breaths before withdrawing from the tent.

Throughout the entire process, Li Songru remained silent, as did King Ning.

Only after Li Songru completely left did a sinister and furious expression appear on Ning Wang's placid face, without any warning.

He sensed Li Songru's displeasure and resistance, and this discontent and resistance were the things Ning Wang could least tolerate.

What he needs is complete and utter control over everything and everyone around him.

Li Songru's discontent and resistance shown just now were a retaliation against his distrust, but more importantly, a challenge to his authority.

"All your fame, wealth and power are given to you by this King. This King could easily be considered your father. This King suspects you, yet you refuse to prove your innocence and instead dare to show disrespect to this King! You are utterly audacious!"

King Ning was furious, he grabbed a teacup and smashed it hard on the ground.

Recently, a string of events have left the King Ning feeling utterly discontent. He breathed heavily with agitation, his voice low and gruff as he declared, "Come!"

Within the tent, a ghostly figure appeared.

“This king does not wish to see Li Songru again. When cutting grass, one must eradicate the roots. This king need not elaborate on this principle. Your last mission was another failure. This is this king's final patience and bottom line.” Ning Wang said coldly.

Inside the tent, those two ghostly figures knelt and bowed to King Ning before slowly dissipating within the tent.

Under a state of agitation, Prince Ning had lost the desire to sleep.

He stepped out of the tent. The northwest land was cold and desolate under the cover of night, and his breath formed a vast cloud of white mist.

He instinctively looked in the direction of Yueya Pass, his expression grave.

For some reason, he had a terrible premonition, as if a huge net was closing in on him.

He racked his brain, but couldn't figure out where this feeling of unease was coming from.

Since he couldn't figure it out, King Ning simply decided not to think about it. He turned around and ordered, "Bring all the commanders above the rank of thousand-man leader here. This king has important matters to discuss with them."

At the moment, the sky on the horizon is just beginning to show a hint of fish belly white.

Inside Yueya Pass, Li Chen also stayed up all night.

The entire Yueya Guan was incredibly busy.

The warriors withdrew in an orderly fashion, while the civilians donned the armor of soldiers. Under the leadership of a group of volunteers who remained wounded, they prepared to launch a daring operation of "stealing heaven and replacing it with day."

Standing on the city wall, Li Chen, wearing a cloak, rubbed his hands and said: “Remember, all conscripted civilians who participate in the war will be given three times the standard allowance, and it must be delivered to their families immediately. If their families are not present, a designated person should be sent to deliver it. This matter is handled with dedicated funds. Anyone who dares to meddle with this money, regardless of who they are, this palace will kill them.” in this, I am willing to take responsibility and die.""Arrogant!"Li Chen scowled and reprimanded Zheng Baorong, who jumped in fright.“The power to levy taxes has always been held by the central court...