Noble Lord's gaze dimmed for a moment as he gently stroked the Prince's hair, laughing at himself mockingly, "If only back then, I could have been as fearless about life and death as I am now, and accompanied her to the Underworld, there wouldn't be the pain of separation today."
"Father, no."
Lin Yixuan cried heartbreakingly, hugging Noble Lord tightly, unwilling to let go, "Don't go, I can't live without Father."
"My son, remember who forced your father to his death."
A cold light flashed in Noble Lord's eyes, he cupped the Prince's face with both hands, stared into his eyes, gritting his teeth and uttered word by word, "When the army breaks through Jiankang, kill the Beiqi Monarch and avenge your father."
"No, I don't want revenge. I don't want Father to die."
Li Yixuan shook his head desperately, wailing with a hoarse voice.