"Who...who is your future princess? Please respect yourself."
Feng Qingyan's face turned red.
Why is this person so thick-skinned?
Who agreed to this marriage?
"Of course it's you, Yan'er. The emperor personally granted the marriage. Does Yan'er want to resist the decree?"
Xiao Mingye waved the marriage decree in his hand in front of Feng Qingyan, feeling secretly proud.
The emperor finally did something good in these years.
"You...what do you want?"
Feng Qingyan died speechless.
She had just annulled the prince's marriage, and now she had offended another ancestor.
Did God allow her to time travel because of the calamity?
"Of course I have to give my life to save my life."
Xiao Mingye curled her lips slightly.
The peerless appearance that overwhelms all sentient beings is like a banished immortal.
The smile on her face is breathtakingly beautiful.
I have to admit that Xiao Mingye is indeed the most beautiful man selected by the noble ladies of Daxia.
He truly deserves this title.
Feng Qingyan's eyes darkened.
Xiao Mingye really recognized her.
"My lord, please don't get me wrong. I didn't take action to save you at that time. I just wanted to kill people and silence them in order to protect myself."
Feng Qingyan didn't think so much at that time.
She just didn't want to get into trouble.
"Then you can't say you didn't detoxify me just to save me, right?"
Xiao Mingye didn't care, since Dingfeng Qingyan was the one to take care of it anyway.
Feng Qingyan's back molars were almost chewed out.
Emotionally, she did good things and got into trouble.
If she had known she should not have saved him in the first place.
"What kind of poison? I don't know. My grandfather should be impatient. I want to go back. Everything is a misunderstanding. Please make sure that the emperor takes back the marriage."
In the end, Feng Qingyan could only pretend to be dumbfounded, stuffed the extra banknotes into Xiao Mingye's hands, and ran away.
He is short-tongued and soft-handed, so this money is not worth it.
The emperor regarded Xiao Mingye as a thorn in his side. He was poisoned and his leg was disabled. He might be dead next time.
The Feng family was already troublesome enough, and Feng Qingyan really didn't want to have anything to do with the big trouble that was Xiao Mingye.
Xiao Mingye looked at Feng Qingyan's back and chuckled.
Sooner or later he was going to pull out her little fox tail.
Back on the carriage, Feng Beiting looked at Feng Qingyan and asked worriedly.
"The Ninth Prince didn't make things difficult for you, right?"
"Never."
Feng Qingyan shook her head.
It would be fine if Xiao Mingye really made things difficult for her.
The worst thing to do is just do it!
She, Feng Qingyan, was born rebellious and had never been afraid of anyone.
But his sudden and deliberate approach, as well as his hint of kindness, really made her confused for a moment.
"Grandpa has made Yan'er feel wronged. If you give him some more time, he will find a way to solve the matter."
Feng Beiting was very sad.
The enemy was right in front of him, but he was powerless, not even his own granddaughter.
But he still has the trump card of Feng Jiajun in his hand. Since the emperor is unkind, don't blame him for being unjust.
The Feng family army was loyal to Daxia, not the emperor.
When the late emperor was still here, he secretly discussed the succession to the throne with several of their veterans.
The current emperor has no ambitions. If he didn't have the support of his mother's family, he would never be able to ascend the throne.
The late emperor was optimistic about Xiao Mingye, but Xiao Mingye was still young and weak at the time.
The late emperor wrote a life-saving edict for him.
Feng Beiting guessed that the content of the edict must be related to the throne.
Otherwise, the emperor would not have trouble sleeping and eating in these years, and he would definitely put Xiao Mingye to death.
Therefore, for the sake of Feng Qingyan's happiness, Feng Beiting could use this trump card to negotiate terms with Xiao Mingye, or reach some kind of agreement.
"Grandpa, don't worry, Yan'er is really fine. The Ninth Prince just wants a wheelchair like Grandpa's for Yan'er. You see, this is the money paid by the Ninth Prince."
Feng Qingyan felt very distressed when she saw Feng Beiting looking so sad, and quickly explained.
Based on her understanding of Xiao Mingye, this person is definitely not a very evil person.
There are not three months left now. She can definitely let Xiao Mingye break off the engagement within these three months.
"You...you kid."
Feng Beiting shook his head and said helplessly.
His granddaughter is probably the first in ancient times to dare to ask the Ninth Prince for money.
However, Xiao Mingye's attitude can also be seen through this incident. Feng Beiting felt that things might not be as bad as he imagined.
Of course, it is not ruled out that Xiao Mingye has other motives.
If you have a purpose, you can negotiate terms, but Feng Beiting is not worried anymore.
He had to break with the emperor after all, and Xiao Mingye was the emperor's biggest enemy.
The enemy of my enemy is my friend.
The emperor thought he had the upper hand with this wave of tricks, but he didn't know that he tied his two strongest opponents together.
After Feng Qingyan, Xiao Mingye and others left, the emperor's expression immediately darkened.
"Yi'er, didn't you say that Xiao Mingye was seriously injured and poisoned and would definitely die? Why is he here now? What on earth is going on?"
The emperor was overjoyed when he heard the news that Xiao Mingye was about to die, but in the end his joy was in vain.
Naturally, he was very dissatisfied with Xiao Jingyi.
Xiao Jingyi is not the most outstanding among the princes, but he has a powerful mother clan.
By appointing a prince with mediocre qualifications, the emperor not only does not have to worry about his throne being threatened, he can also use the power of the prince's mother clan to fight against Xiao Mingye.
If both of them end up losing, he will naturally reap the benefits.
The royal family is indeed the most ruthless, and the emperor even plots against his own son.
"Back to my father, Xiao Mingye is indeed poisoned and seriously injured. I don't know how this happened."
It stands to reason that the poisonous hair alone is enough to kill Xiao Mingye for half his life.
Coupled with the use of force, even if you don't die, your vitality will be severely damaged.
It can never be like this.
Xiao Jingyi was also puzzled.
"You can't handle such a small thing. I think you don't want to sit in the position of the prince. Why are you still standing there? Why don't you hurry up and have someone check it out?"
Emperor Long Yan was furious.
Everyone knows that Xiao Mingye, the God of War in Daxia, is brave and good at fighting, has great achievements in battle, and is respected by thousands of people. He is the patron saint of the people of Daxia.
Where did they place him as emperor?
The emperor naturally couldn't tolerate Xiao Mingye.
So even though Xiao Mingye was now poisoned and his legs were disabled, the emperor still did not let Xiao Mingye go.
Of course, there is another important reason, that is, Xiao Mingye has a legacy left by the late emperor, which may threaten his throne.
This made him have trouble sleeping and eating.
"yes."
Xiao Jingyi resigned respectfully, and the moment he turned around, the look on his face suddenly turned sinister.
The emperor is still young and strong, and he has many princes.
There's no telling what day something will happen.
Xiao Jingyi is not really a fool, so he naturally has his own plans.
How could he be willing to accept the emperor's use of him as a swordsman?
Could it be that he was taking advantage of the privileges given to him by the emperor for his own personal gain?
What kind of father and son are these people with their bellies full of curved intestines?
