God Emperor

Zhang Ruochen, Concubine Lin, and maid Yun were seated in a roan antelope ancient carriage, slowly moving away from the Yunwu Palace.

Different from a real horse, an antelope-horse was a savage beast with a horn on its head. It was like a small elephant at just over three meters tall and it could move five times faster than a normal warhorse. Some strong antelope-horses could run as much as 3,000 miles per day.

Without knowing how far the roan antelope ancient carriage had gone, it slowed down and finally stopped.

After getting down from the carriage, Zhang Ruochen glanced at the two resplendent gates nearby and the horizontal inscribed board hanging above the gates, on which was written two powerful Chinese characters in gilded calligraphy: ”The Lin ’s Mansion! ”

He was surprised because the surname of his mother was also ”Lin ”!

Looking around the magnificent mansion, it appeared that the Lin family was not humble, but eminent.

”If my mother is from an eminent family, why can ’t she get support from her family to save herself from other concubines ’ continuous bullying in the Commandery Prince ’s Mansion? ”

There had to be a story behind it.

Concubine Lin also got down from the carriage. Looking up at the gate, which was both familiar and strange to her, she said, ”Chen-er, I bet you cannot wait to see Ningshan! Now, you have also developed the Sacred Mark and I believe that you and Ningshan may have many things in common. Take advantage of this opportunity! ” . .

Zhang Ruochen had no idea who Lin Ningshan was. He felt that Yun ’s and Concubine Lin ’s words were strange.