QWTBWASIFOC Chapter 82
by VolareChapter 82: Steady Loyal Dog x Dual-Souled Genius 18
Du Ming’s words were also what everyone watching Zhou Qingning’s past memories thought.
Royal infighting, how could it come to this!
“!!!” Zhou Xiuran froze in place, staring blankly at his wife’s familiar face in the memory, reaching out to grab her but grasping only air.
“A’Yan, it was my fault for not getting there in time!”
“I didn’t even know until now that we had an unborn daughter!”
“It was my fault for not protecting you…”
He watched with tears in his eyes as Du Ming, in the memory, led a small number of guards to intercept the pursuers, while his wife desperately fled with her son in her arms.
Zhou Qingning, sobbing with tears streaming down his face, leaned on Jiang Yan’s shoulder, watching the guards behind them being buried in the fire. However, he didn’t have the mental strength to save anyone, and blood kept flowing from his mouth.
“Mom, Uncle Du Ming is gone…”
He said, choking with sobs, “They’re all dead. Why are the Imperial soldiers chasing us? Why are they colluding with terrorists?”
“Could it be that Grandmother wants us dead?”
“But Urdan is territory of the Hua’an Empire, and the residents and tourists here are all Imperial citizens. How can Grandmother slaughter the innocent?”
“She’s the Empress of the Empire, the monarch of the people!”
Jiang Yan hugged her heartbroken son tightly. “Maybe royal power and wealth have clouded their minds. They all want our family to die.”
She analyzed the current situation in a soft voice, using all her strength to run faster.
“Urdan’s signals are blocked, and we can’t call for help from the outside. Your father must also be blocked by your elder uncle and younger aunt.”
“Plus, the guards are dying one after another. If we can’t reach the garrison in time, the terrorists and pursuers behind us will definitely catch up.”
She gasped for breath, unable to control a mech because her mental strength was less than B-grade, relying solely on her legs. However, her physical strength would eventually be exhausted.
“Qingning, if we are caught, Mom will buy you time. You must run quickly, run east. Only by living can you have hope!”
Zhou Qingning shook his head with tears in his eyes. “No, Mom and my sister must also leave here alive.”
“I said I would protect my sister!”
Jiang Yan silently hugged her son, her eyes red, the sounds of fighting all around.
Not only were their guards being slaughtered, but also many people living on Urdan and tourists who came here for travel.
“…” Zhou Qingning watched with numb eyes as the soldiers wearing Imperial uniforms killed everywhere, doing the same things as terrorists.
The higher-ups of the Empire were completely rotten.
That Empress had become a puppet of power, eliminating her grandson who threatened her throne while letting her three children kill each other.
Mean and ungrateful, cold-blooded and ruthless, unworthy of being a monarch!
At this moment, Zhou Qingning truly recognized the true face of his grandmother, his beliefs shattering in his heart, but not completely broken.
But the cruel reality was forcing him to madness.
Jiang Yan, holding her son, suddenly fell to the ground after being shot in the knee. She struggled several times but couldn’t get up. She looked anxiously at her bleeding son.
“Qingning, listen to Mom, run!”
“I won’t leave Mom and my sister.” Zhou Qingning, who had fallen to the ground, wiped the blood from his mouth and dragged Jiang Yan into the nearby hospital building, settling her in a room.
He went out alone to draw away the pursuers behind them.
And pursuers from all directions were pouring towards Zhou Qingning, including the terrorists arranged by the Third Princess and the cruel assassins arranged by the First Prince.
“So many people want me dead.”
Zhou Qingning’s face was extremely cold, his pale lips stained red with blood, his expression calm as he faced thousands of pursuers who wanted his life.
He raised his right hand and gripped his left arm, the almost imperceptible sound of bone cracking suddenly ringing out.
“Then let me see your strength.”
Zhou Qingning, at the cost of destroying his own roots, temporarily gained mental strength to resist the pursuers, but as time passed, his bones shattered inch by inch.
Gradually spreading from his left arm to his whole body, the disheveled young boy gradually couldn’t stand.
His shattered bones caused him to fall to the ground.
He lay on the ground, coughing softly, his breath filled with a pungent bloody smell, surrounded by the corpses of pursuers who had been brutally killed by his mental attacks.
Layer upon layer, it could be described as corpses strewn across the field.
The dying Zhou Qingning dug his fingers into the ground, blood flowing from his fingertips, coughing up broken pieces of internal organs from his mouth.
At this moment, he was exhausted and unable to fight any longer.
He reluctantly looked back at the building, then braced himself to raise his head, his trembling hand touching his temple.
At this moment, he was isolated and helpless, wanting to use his final self-destruction to drag these pursuers to their deaths, to secure a chance of survival for Jiang Yan and her daughter behind him.
“…” Everyone watching this memory finally understood why Zhou Qingning, who once had SS-level mental strength, had fallen to A-level.
Destroying his roots to buy his mother a way out.
But why did he survive? And how did the Second Prince Consort die on Urdan?
What exactly happened later?
The memory continued, Zhou Qingning, who was about to self-destruct, was hugged by Jiang Yan, who ran out of the building, stopping her son’s desperate self-destruction.
“Qingning, you must live well.”
Zhou Qingning stared wide-eyed at Jiang Yan, his weak fingers clutching her clothes.
“Mom! You go! Dad will come!”
Jiang Yan touched her son’s head. “Qingning, Mom just met some people. They said that the Urdan garrison has been completely annihilated.”
“We have nowhere to hide.”
“As for your father… I’m afraid things are not looking good. Mom only hopes you can save your life.”
She cupped her son’s small face and instructed, “If you can leave alive, and if your father and I die, you must go to your uncle and aunt. They will protect you for the rest of your life in place of your father and mother.”
“No one in the royal family can be trusted!”
Zhou Qingning shook his head with difficulty, his shattered bones making it impossible for him to hold her back.
“Mom, we must all leave alive!”
“And my sister! She hasn’t been born yet, how can it end so hastily!”
Jiang Yan’s fingers trembled slightly. “Qingning, be good.”
She hugged her son and put him behind the building, civilians who were with her providing cover.
These civilians were refugees hiding in the building, originally people living nearby. After learning of the identity of Jiang Yan and her son and Zhou Qingning’s actions, they voluntarily gave their lives to protect Zhou Qingning’s safety.
Among them, a female mech pilot who was about to enter the Yosel Military Academy led the civilians to resist the remaining pursuers, but her combat ability was ultimately limited.
After seeing the situation clearly, she looked towards Jiang Yan and Zhou Qingning in the back, “Little Highness, my name is Zhu Yuan. My ideal is to become the strongest mech pilot in the Empire.”
Zhou Qingning said while coughing, “Zhu Yuan, come back! Cough cough cough… don’t fight anymore!”
“I should be the one protecting the people!”
Zhu Yuan thought of the admission letter to the mech pilot department of the Yosel Military Academy that she had received but could not enter smoothly, the regret in her heart suddenly intensifying, but when she looked at Zhou Qingning, whose talent was far superior to her own and who cared about the people, she felt that that little bit of regret was nothing.
“But you are our Little Highness!”
“I, Zhu Yuan, am willing to protect you in the name of a future mech pilot of the Yosel Military Academy!”
After saying this, she drove her mech towards the pursuers who were attacking again, blocking these greedy Imperial soldiers in the form of self-destruction.
After her, the people who fought alongside her died in self-explosions like fireworks.
They temporarily protected Zhou Qingning with their lives.