Li Yuanli was unwilling to accept defeat.
He wished he could kick his cunning second brother into the river and watch him drown. Swiftly mounting his horse, he gripped the reins and looked down with a cold smirk. "Second Brother, farewell."
His gaze flickered to Shen Wei in Li Yuanjing's arms before he added with deliberate provocation, "Keep her safe. One day, I'll take her back to Southern Chu."
With a crack of his whip, he rode off into the distance.
Amidst the blooming wildflowers, Li Yuanli's figure gradually disappeared into the wilderness.
The hidden Tiger Guards emerged, bowing respectfully. "Your Majesty, the rear palace is secure. Shall we pursue the Emperor of Southern Chu?"
The mountain wind tousled Li Yuanjing's dark hair as his handsome face darkened with conflict—murderous intent and mercy warring within him.
