The Marshal No Longer Stayed Silent, the Emperor Regretted, Lin Junyu Revealed His Dark Side!

Watching the Emperor rejoice so much that he had forgotten the absurd things he had done before, Imperial Marshal Qin Zhuo rose to his feet.

Seeing his beloved general stand, the Emperor reined himself in slightly and asked,

"Marshal, how do you think I should reward my third son?"

He had indeed considered naming his third son as his heir, but he needed the ministers and generals below him to propose it first.

"Your Majesty, have you forgotten something?"

Looking at the Emperor, Qin Zhuo still steeled himself and offered a reminder.

He had spent every day alongside the Emperor since before the latter had become Crown Prince, so he naturally knew what kind of person the Emperor was.

Unless it was necessary, he truly did not want to directly tell the Emperor that he had issued an order to grant the third prince death.

Wouldn't that be slapping him in the face? The Emperor cared deeply about appearances, so Qin Zhuo would inevitably be harshly scolded.

When the Emperor had issued that order, Qin Zhuo had considered stopping him. He felt things had not yet reached that point; there had been no need to condemn a prince to death.

Yet under the guidance of many court ministers and the two princes, the Emperor had become utterly resolute in his decision to execute the third prince.

Besides, there was no value to the Empire in protecting a third prince known as a useless good-for-nothing. There was no need for Qin Zhuo to risk himself for him.

So he remained silent.

But events developed beyond his expectations. From the moment the first military report arrived, he realized something was wrong.

Through that report, he seemed to see the brutal battlefield and the youth who had valiantly slaughtered enemies upon it.

A cavalry force of eight hundred had charged forward without hesitation, cut through the entire enemy formation, and turned the tide of the battle.

As the Empire's marshal, he knew perfectly well that there was no possibility of falsifying a military report.

Moreover, it bore Zichuan Shengxing's personal seal. But the Emperor's thoughts were unfathomable.

So he remained silent once again.

Now that the second military report had arrived, he finally realized he had been wrong. His shock surpassed everyone else's.

As a marshal who had fought for many years and commanded all the Empire's military forces,

his judgment of military strength and the state of war surpassed everyone present, including the Emperor.

He saw a different third prince—one who planned from within the command tent, acted boldly and decisively, commanded five hundred thousand troops, and arranged formations.

At the smallest cost advantageous to his own legion, he annihilated an enemy force of one million.

Even if he failed, he could steadily withdraw into the city and stabilize the battlefield situation.

When the first military report arrived, Qin Zhuo recognized him as a powerful fierce general, capable of slaying enemy troops and commanders and charging in and out of battle seven times!

When the second military report arrived, Qin Zhuo recognized him as a legion marshal capable of commanding armies of a million, clearly assessing the battlefield, planning from within the command tent, and using terrain and circumstances to his advantage!

Fierce generals who killed enemies were formidable, but plentiful. Marshals capable of planning from within the command tent were rare; they required talent.

The third prince was still so young. If Qin Zhuo could teach him,

then, once he became the Empire's next Emperor, there would be hope of completely ending the war between the Demons and the Empire and unifying the West River Continent.

Driven by both conscience and self-interest, Qin Zhuo stood up.

"Oh? What have I forgotten?"

Seeing the Emperor fall into thought, Qin Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed the Emperor was still aware of his mistake.

"Oh, right. The Marshal's reminder is correct—I nearly forgot!"

"Since I have ordered the entire Empire to celebrate, we must naturally take the lead and announce to the Empire's people that this glory belongs to every person in the Empire."

"Hold a grand banquet tonight! Lift the city curfew for three days! Everyone may cheer and celebrate for three days and three nights!"

"Hahahaha!"

Seeing that the Emperor still had not realized his error, the Empire's marshal, who usually never showed his emotions, had his face darken.

"Your Majesty, did you instruct the first prince and second prince to do something?"

Qin Zhuo hardened his heart and asked the Emperor a tactful yet direct question.

"My two sons? Didn't they just... Oh no!"

The Emperor had been about to say that he had ordered his two sons to follow the front lines for training, but then he remembered something, and his expression changed dramatically.

"Quick! Immediately send people on fast horses to notify the two princes at the front lines! Cancel all edicts and have them return to the capital at once!"

Lin Huang remembered that not long ago, he had ordered his two sons to take the edict granting death to the front lines.

But at the time, hadn't he believed that his third son had rebelled?

And none of the Empire's ministers had objected. They had all unanimously agreed.

If only one person had tried to persuade him then, he would not have cruelly ordered the death of his third son, the son he had been proud of.

"You ministers, generals, and marshals—are you all useless? Why didn't you remonstrate with me back then?"

"Where was that same spirit you had when you risked your lives to urge me to establish the Imperial Inspectorate?"

The Emperor could not be wrong. The fault lay with the ministers. If they discovered the Emperor was wrong and failed to remonstrate, then that was their fault.

Every court minister and general wore bitter expressions.

What was coming had finally come.

The Emperor's joy was gone, and he began furiously berating them.

At the time, they had truly wanted to seize the chance to get rid of a useless prince and clear another obstacle for the prince they secretly supported.

But who could have imagined that a prince who had been useless for more than a decade would cause such a tremendous stir on the front lines?

If you had told us earlier that you were this capable, we would not have opposed you.

We might even have placed our bets on you.

They could only hope the first prince and second prince possessed some sense of the greater picture. Under the current circumstances, if they truly forced the third prince to his death,

then one could imagine the Emperor's rage that awaited them.

Especially those ministers who had made the biggest fuss before, trying to perform before the two princes—at this moment, they looked as though their parents had died.

If the third prince died, they would certainly be executed as burial companions.

The Emperor no longer had any desire to celebrate. He was terrified and helpless.

At this moment, he finally began to worry about his child's life and death like a father.

If his third son died, he did not dare imagine how the Empire's history books would portray him.

A ruler who killed a meritorious subject? A vicious tiger devouring his own cub?

He hoped his two sons would remember their brotherly affection, refrain from acting, and wait for his edict to arrive.

For the first time in his life, the proud and self-confident Emperor deeply realized just how wrong and rash his order had been.

Meanwhile, Lin Junyu, at the heart of the storm, held warm jade in his arms and was having a wonderful time.

"How was that? I told you it was real!"

"It really is! I feel like I've become much younger, and my whole body feels so light and relaxed. I can't sense anything about my lifespan, but I can feel that my body is more vital than before!"

Having just tested a new use of the Immortality Gene, Lin Junyu held Zichuan Mingyue in his arms.

"Was the medicine that doctor gave us fake? It's been days already, and there's still no sign of anything!"

Seeing Zichuan Mingyue stroking her smooth belly with dissatisfaction written all over her face, Lin Junyu smiled.

"My genes are very powerful. Unless your body has been modified to a certain degree, it cannot endure my life energy and conceive a child!"

Lin Junyu had learned this from the system: the stronger a person's genes, the harder it was for them to produce offspring.

Especially for Lin Junyu, who possessed the Immortality Gene. Once he had a child, that child would inherit part of his genetic energy and become a long-lived being!

"You really can live for a very long time, and you can let me live a long time with you?"

"Of course. Our world is far from simple. The reason I can activate the genes in my body is because I found the ruins of an ancient civilization from this continent's past."

Lin Junyu confessed many things to Zichuan Mingyue, but he replaced the truth that the Immortality Gene had been a system reward with a claim that he had obtained it from ancient civilization ruins.

"No wonder you care so much about exploring ancient civilization ruins. You could even abandon your identity as the Empire's third prince. If there is something in those ruins that can keep people forever young and immortal, then countless people would indeed flock to it!"

"I found a map to an ancient civilization ruin. I need to go take a look, but before that, I have one matter to settle."

Lin Junyu narrowed his eyes, a dangerous glint flashing within them.

Zichuan Mingyue naturally knew he meant the first prince proposing marriage to her father.

"What, are you angry?"

"Obviously. Someone has their eyes on my woman—how could I put up with that? Do you take me for some cuckolded turtle?"

"In the open, I still have to keep up appearances, so I can't deal with you. But in the shadows, hehehe... it's time to show you just how dirty my hands can get!"

"How about coming with me to explore the ruins? Otherwise, I won't feel at ease!"

Lin Junyu looked at the beauty in his arms and asked.

"Wait three years for me. Once I have trained my younger brother and handed the Southeast Legion over to him, I'll go with you!"

"That works. These three years will be just enough for me to lay out a few plans."

"Enough thinking. I've rested enough. Let's continue—I want my body to be modified sooner!"

Zichuan Mingyue turned over and climbed on top of Lin Junyu, pinning him beneath her.

The pleasures of this moment could not be shared with outsiders.