Little Sorcerer, Divine Doctor-Chapter 909 - 61: Forsaking the Throne for Love

Yun Canglang’s departure has left Cheng Bai with a difficult problem.

"Should I tell Beiming about this?" Cheng Bai hesitated, unsure whether he should rush back to Yujing immediately.

As Ye Beiming’s childhood friend, no one understands better than Cheng Bai how Ye Beiming has endured over the years.

Ye Beiming has endured humiliation and burden, and now he finally has a chance to reach the top. If he is told about Yun Sheng at this moment, it’s likely...

Cheng Bai couldn’t help but smile bitterly. It’s not just likely—it’s certain—Ye Beiming would abandon the affairs of Great Zhou and head to Hou Qin.

On one side is the kingdom and its affairs, on the other, a damsel in distress.

"Mountains and Rivers as Betrothal... Mountains and Rivers as Betrothal. Ha, Cheng Bai, you really are a fool. I must tell Beiming about this," Cheng Bai suddenly slapped his forehead and rushed towards Yujing City like a whirlwind.

Inside the Great Zhou Imperial Palace, Ye Beiming was dressed in white.

Empress Dowager Wenren led the newly crowned young emperor, her expression haggard, kneeling before Ye Chengtian’s bed.

The once mighty Emperor Ye of Great Zhou was found dead in the Imperial Study Room two days ago, dead on the dragon throne he had longed for his entire life.

The Emperor was only in his fifties, in his prime.

Ye Beiming remembers that when he left Yujing, the Emperor still looked like a middle-aged handsome man, but now, within just half a month, the Emperor’s hair had turned gray.

When he died, his eyes were wide open in anger, his body much thinner than before, a look of dying with grievances.

He truly died with grievances; he was murdered.

And the person who killed him was Hei Linlin.

"You killed him unnecessarily."

Hei Linlin did act unnecessarily, even if she hadn’t acted, Ye Beiming believed that within two months, Emperor Ye of Great Zhou would collapse and die of exhaustion.

Ye Beiming felt neither joy nor sorrow; the man who died had nothing to do with him.

"He was no longer of any use. You’re more suited to control Great Zhou," Hei Linlin gazed at Ye Beiming, noticing how much more attractive this man had become after not seeing him for several days.

His lean figure made his angular features stand out more sharply, and those deep eyes resembled a pool of deep water that you can’t help but sink into.

"Ye Beiming, if it weren’t for me, you couldn’t have brought Ye Chengtian down so easily. Come back to the Eight Desolates Continent with me; a mere emperor of Great Zhou is not worthy of you," Hei Linlin couldn’t help but approach.

Obsessed, she touched Ye Beiming’s face.

He harshly shook off her hand, saying coldly, "The future of Great Zhou is not for the Hei Qilin Clan to decide. The kingdom belongs to me alone."

He walked to the bed.

Ye Chengtian was indeed dead.

This man, whom he hated for over ten years, was dead, but he couldn’t feel any happiness.

Looking at Empress Dowager Wenren, who was devastated, and the little emperor who was too terrified to speak, Ye Beiming felt an unprecedented sense of emptiness in his heart.

At this moment, he missed Yun Sheng even more.

Only Yun Sheng’s warm smile could make him feel a hint of warmth.

"Brother, will you protect Mother and me?" The little emperor, who had not spoken, clung to Ye Beiming’s clothing.

Looking down at the boy who was about the same age as he once was, Ye Beiming couldn’t say a word.

This child probably doesn’t know that it was he who drove them into this desperate, puppet-like state.

"Yes, Brother will protect you," Ye Beiming said softly.

The door suddenly opened.

Long Shui was thrown inside, followed by the furious Bu Jiuxiao.

"What’s going on?" Ye Beiming scrutinized Long Shui.

"Beiming, this woman committed the crime of betrayal; she hid the letter from the Mainland Magic Elite Camp," Bu Jiuxiao said, with Cheng Bai looking travel-worn behind him.

The Elite Camp’s letter?

"Long Shui, hand over the letter," Ye Beiming’s heart rose.

"Master, there’s no letter," Long Shui hadn’t expected the matter to be exposed so quickly.

"I fear this woman destroyed the letter. I already found the guard who delivered it, and he said he handed it directly to Long Shui. The letter was written by a Dark Gold Master, and Yun Sheng has recently been missing—she was captured by Dugu Xiu," Cheng Bai glanced at Long Shui, whose complexion instantly turned pale.

Upon hearing this, Ye Beiming abruptly stood up and questioned sharply, "What? Little Wildcat is in Hou Qin?"

"Yes, she is in Hou Qin. But don’t worry, she’s marrying Dugu Xiu in two months. Ye Beiming, you wouldn’t abandon the orphaned mother and child to rescue Yun Sheng now, would you? Let me remind you that you’re now the Regent King of Great Zhou; the new emperor has just ascended the throne, amidst internal and external troubles," Hei Linlin insisted, not believing that Ye Beiming would abandon everything to rescue Yun Sheng.

Men pursue power and status, and Ye Beiming would be no exception.

Little Wildcat is in Hou Qin.

She is in Hou Qin.

Marrying Dugu Xiu.

In two months, marrying Dugu Xiu.

"Brother, you promised to protect Mother and me," the little emperor’s pleading voice.

Hei Linlin’s warning echoing in Ye Beiming’s ears.

His heart is chaotic and confused.

Little Wildcat, what should this king do?

Ye Beiming’s heart ached sharply, Yun Sheng’s face flashed through his mind.

A face of pain, covered in sweat.

No, he can’t wait, not even for a moment.

Little Wildcat needs him.

His woman, he wouldn’t allow anyone to touch her, even for a moment.

"Jiuxiao, I’m leaving the affairs of Yujing City to you. As for you..." Ye Beiming coldly looked at Long Shui on the ground.

"Master, Long Shui didn’t do it on purpose; Long Shui just didn’t want others to ruin your future. You’ve worked hard for so many years, finally reaching this day; you can’t let her ruin it for a woman, she’s not worth it, she’s not worthy." Long Shui’s eyes were misted with tears.

"Do you know what you’ve done wrong, Long Shui?" Ye Beiming didn’t even want to look directly at her; he raised his hand, hovering above her head.

Long Shui was someone he had groomed, once a very useful piece.

"Long Shui did nothing wrong, Master..." Long Shui’s voice choked off.

"Your mistake is that you have no right to care for this king, and you are least worthy," Ye Beiming’s voice was as cold as the night.

"Bang"

Empress Wenren held the young emperor tightly, preventing him from witnessing the bloody scene.

Long Shui’s head exploded, a cloud of blood and mist rose.

Long Shui’s body fell to the ground.

At this moment, Ye Beiming seemed like a Shura of death, with only extreme cold remaining in his gaze.

His figure flashed out like a bolt of lightning.

"Ye Beiming, you can’t go to Hou Qin," Hei Linlin attempted to block Ye Beiming’s path in shock after witnessing his strange fighting spirit control.

"Move," Ye Beiming squinted his eyes; the woman before him was too distracting, surrounded by fighting spirit that raged like a wild storm.

~Year-end Giveaway 2014, Let the Fox Run Free~