Huang Rong feared Linghu Geng would provoke Diao Chan and the other peerless beauties, so she had him detained nearby.
Unexpectedly, Linghu Geng was still released by Guo Fu, and in the end, he even directly clashed with Ding Ling, the Jade Emperor!
It resulted in a tragic consequence that could never be undone.
Thinking of Linghu Geng's death, Huang Rong was also heartbroken. After all, no matter how bad Linghu Geng was, he was still her grandson. How could she possibly feel fine now that her grandson was dead?
She forcibly suppressed the turmoil boiling in her heart and complained somewhat to Guo Jing:
"Her own son has died. Isn't it normal for Fu'er to be sad and want to argue about it? Jing-gege, instead of comforting her at a time like this, you struck her in front of everyone. She is the Grand Princess. Where is her dignity? Have you considered her feelings?"
"Hmph!"
Guo Jing was upright and impartial, unmoved:
"You've been talking about Linghu Geng's matter for over a decade. I forgave and understood the mother and son time and time again. But what did I get in return?"
He was so furious that two streams of white vapor spurted from his nostrils:
"Linghu Geng brought his current fate upon himself! Even if the Great Emperor hadn't killed him, I would have personally slaughtered him!"
"Jing-gege, you..."
Huang Rong's expression changed slightly.
"Enough."
Guo Jing's expression was cold and stern:
"Rong'er, I've listened to you about many things in the past, but on this matter, I hope you'll listen to me!"
Huang Rong smiled bitterly:
"Jing-gege, you're right. I'll listen to you."
That was what she said.
But Huang Rong still could not conceal the bitterness in her heart.
After thinking for a moment, she said