4488: C4488 A Heartless Man(part Ii)

C4488 A Heartless Man(part Ii)

Even Great Imperial Scholar and Gu Qingming didn't mount their horses. Instead, they were holding their horses by the side. This meant that besides the Imperial Emperor, no one else could compete with him for his position and identity.0

However, the Imperial Emperor had given the order for Lin Hao to hold the horses.

In terms of status, status, and order, which one of the people present did not have the qualifications to lead the horse for the Imperial Emperor?! Why did it have to be him, a foreign disciple, a brat who had no power and no family?!

Everyone's gazes immediately shot over. Some of them looked at Imperial Crown Prince who was standing at the side, hiding their mocking expressions in the crowd.

Unlike them, His Highness the Crown Prince had a calm expression. He even raised his eyebrows at Lin Hao in a mocking manner. He patted Lin Hao's back with his palm and urged softly, "Quickly go. Don't let the Imperial Emperor wait for you."

This was the name of the Imperial Emperor. How could Lin Hao embarrass the Imperial Emperor in front of so many people? He could only maintain the calm expression on his face as he quickly walked to the side of the horse. He took the reins from Gu Qingming and nodded deeply at him. He stood beside the horse.

"Minister Gu, Crown Prince!" The Imperial Emperor did not speak to Lin Hao. He pointed the reins in his hand to the side, "All of you will follow me in leading the troops. The rest of you will be protected by the General."

After he finished speaking, he used the reins to point at Lin Hao's shoulder and teased, "What? You are not setting off yet. It is because you regret it in your heart and want to think that Princess Pingyun is beautiful and beautiful, okay?"

"I have let the Imperial Emperor laugh at me." Lin Hao quickly stepped forward, holding the arrogant black horse and leading everyone behind him to walk forward.

It had to be said that the black horse beneath the emperor was not an ordinary livestock. Instead, it was like the Demonic Beast, and there was a faint surge of Spiritual Energy on its body. However, it was not as ferocious as the Demonic Beast. Although it raised its head proudly, Lin Hao twisted the reins in his hand. It knew where to go. It did not even breathe when it was dissatisfied.

Its entire body was pitch black. Its sole mane and four hooves were pure white. It walked in an unusually elegant manner, and its arrogant aura blended with the Emperor's pressure. It was a genuine war horse.

"I raised this horse myself, and its name is Wind Shadow." Monarch Canglan fondled the hair of the Wind Shadow Horse lovingly, and proudly flaunted it to Lin Hao. " The only thing that can be faster than this horse in this world is the powerful Demonic Beast."

After he finished speaking, he became silent again, and then he said with a sigh, "Unfortunately, as an Imperial Monarch now, even if I rode the Wind Shadow out for a ride, I wouldn't be able to do it a few times a year."

This was also the reason why Lin Hao was unwilling to be recommended by Gu Qingming and decided to stay behind to hold an official position.

Although power and influence were coveted by everyone, who would really think about the pressure and restraint behind it?

Where there were people, there would be schemes and struggles. They said that they would not collude with other people, but as time went on, they would gradually compete and snatch. They would lose their original intentions and become monsters driven by desires.

Like those xenophobic nobles. Now, did they still remember what they had originally looked like? It was just that they wanted to protect the rights in their hands, and that they wanted to grasp everything tighter and tighter. However, they did not know that as time passed, the things in their hands that they could hold tightly... Like a flower in a mirror, the moon in the water.

The more he tightened his fingers, the faster he would lose the beautiful phantom in his hands. In the end, he wouldn't get anything, only his empty hands.

That kind of person would have no hope at all at the end of his life.

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