Chapter 1792

In their view, the Great Qian Living Yama would likely do exactly that.

With this stigma, Luo Cheng would never be able to wash it off in his lifetime.

"Executing captives is against the will of the world; how would this Living Yama dare?"

"Is he not afraid of returning to court, being impeached by Great Qian's censors, and being held accountable by the civil officials?"

A personal guard spoke up, looking indignant.

But everyone, including Luo Cheng, looked at that guard as if looking at a fool.

Others might not dare, but what would that Living Yama not dare to do?

Luo Cheng's eyes flickered, feeling as if he had encountered a huge problem.

Yan Wushuang liked reading storybooks, and influenced by this, he was also very fond of them.

He had always prided himself on being a righteous character from the storybooks.

These methods were usually used by villains, and he had felt immense disdain when reading about them.

But now, he had changed his mind.

What was so good about being righteous? One's actions were all bound by rules and the world's righteousness; looking at the villains, although their actions were dirty, they were truly difficult to deal with!

Luo Cheng looked at the endless grassland, took a deep breath, and said with deep eyes: "I will think about it carefully."

"..."

Night fell.

Great Qian.

Central military camp.

Lu Yourong felt her eyelids were heavier than a thousand pounds, and she opened them with great difficulty.

"Yourong?"

"You've finally woken up; you scared your grandfather to death!"

Lu Zhen noticed Lu Yourong's movement, his face full of joy, and he hurriedly leaned in to say.

Lu Yourong opened her heavy eyelids, and what met her eyes was Lu Zhen's aged face.

"Grandfather, I... I didn't die?"

Lu Yourong's consciousness returned, and feeling a piercing pain in her chest, she couldn't help but frown.

In a daze,

she remembered the scene before she lost consciousness.

Hadn't she blocked an arrow for Gao Yang and fallen into a coma?

With such a close arrow, she hadn't died?

Lu Zhen was very excited.

He said, "Your wound was extremely severe; the military physicians in the army almost said you were surely going to die!"

"It was Gao Yang, that kid Gao Yang, who used a mysterious witchcraft technique to transfuse blood for you, and that's how he saved you!"

"Blood transfusion?"

Lu Yourong was shocked inside.

Immediately after, Lu Zhen told her everything about how Gao Yang performed the blood transfusion and how he prolonged her life.

"Wait!"

"Grandfather, you just said that your blood couldn't be used? If an outsider's blood could be compatible with granddaughter's, you are Yourong's grandfather, how could your blood be incompatible with mine?"

Lu Yourong realized the point and spoke suddenly, smiling, thinking Lu Zhen was joking.

Swish!

Almost instantly, Lu Zhen was like a quacking duck, someone having choked his fatal throat, and he fell silent.

His face turned pale, and he fell into silence.

This reaction made Lu Yourong realize something was wrong.

"Grandfather, you weren't joking?" Lu Yourong's lips were dry, finding it hard to believe.

Lu Zhen looked at Lu Yourong before him; although she was seriously injured and had a haggard look, she was still stunningly beautiful.

Looking at himself, he had a rugged face that could scare people to death if he went out at night.

He... should have understood long ago!

"Sigh!"

"Yourong, grandfather should have thought of it long ago. Back then, that brat suffered a broken engagement from the Song family, and grandfather suggested marrying you to him, a marriage between the two families, but that brat refused flatly."

"That was because he thought grandfather's appearance was too ugly and thought you looked just like that!"

"But back then, grandfather didn't notice at all! It turns out that heaven's will is hidden in the dark!"

"Although your father died early, he had a very good relationship with your mother, Lady Wang, and they were never apart for a moment. This must be where the problem is on my side, but rest assured, even so, you are still grandfather's heart's flesh and palm's treasure!"

"The relationship between us grandfather and granddaughter will never change! You have just recovered from a serious injury, you must not be troubled by this matter!"

Lu Zhen hurriedly said.

Boom!

Lu Yourong was stunned.

Just waking up, was there such explosive news waiting for her?

For a time,

the grandfather and granddaughter fell into silence.

At this moment,

outside the tent,

Gao Yang's voice rang out.

"Yourong, you're awake?"

Gao Yang lifted the curtain and stepped into the tent.

But seeing the expressions on Lu Zhen and Lu Yourong's faces, he looked puzzled, "What's wrong? Why do your faces look so ugly, as if you've eaten three pounds of coptis?"

Lu Zhen swept a glance at Gao Yang.

"Although family shame shouldn't be spread, you kid aren't an outsider, so I'll tell the truth."

"I... might have been cuckolded!"

Saying this,

Lu Zhen looked pained, feeling deeply ashamed.

"What?"

"Old General Lu, when did this happen?"

Gao Yang looked surprised, his eyes wide.

"It should have been decades ago; back then, I often didn't return home at night, fearing someone else might have taken advantage of the situation!"

"Decades ago, and you only know now?" Gao Yang was stunned, finding it somewhat incredible.

Lu Zhen glared and cursed,

"You brat, why are you still pretending! My blood and Yourong's are incompatible, don't you know this?"

"Either Yourong's father was cuckolded, or it was me, but Yourong's mother was knowledgeable and had a very good relationship with Yourong's father, so it must be me!"

"Wait... I urged you to use my blood to save Yourong's life, but you insisted on refusing; did you know something long ago?"

"That's right, did the Duke of Ding know something? Wait... back then, before Lady Xu married me, she was very fond of the Duke of Ding, and the Duke of Ding often came to drink with me, could it be..."

The more Lu Zhen spoke, the more shocking his expression became.

Gao Yang was stunned.

Lu Yourong was also stunned.

"Grandpa Lu, wait a moment... do you mean that all this evidence is just because your blood and Yourong's are incompatible?" Gao Yang grasped the point and asked.

If he let Lu Zhen continue to speculate, he would likely go back and duel Gao Tianlong!

"You brat, you're just talking nonsense; since ancient times, blood-dripping to recognize kin, don't you know?"

Lu Zhen cursed, looking firm.

Gao Yang took a deep breath, feeling that this misunderstanding was too great.

"Grandpa Lu, you've misunderstood; blood-dripping to recognize kin is actually just a fabrication, the essence is blood type compatibility!"

"This has nothing to do with whether you are kin or not!"

"It's not that one generation is all the same blood type; there is only a thirty percent chance of compatibility between relatives, and it is extremely dangerous. This is the reason why I insisted on doing blood type compatibility!"