Chapter 311: 3 Years of Son-in-Law
Chapter 311: 3 Years of Son-in-Law
"You Zhiji, the governor of Qile City? It seems that I underestimated this official from the south of Jingsong State. He wiped out Jiuhe overnight."
On a snowy night, in a side hall of the Xiyue Kingdom's palace, Yan Qiao was still sitting upright under the window. After listening to the report about the incident between Master Shen Shi and Jiuhe from the secret guard kneeling in front of him, he became furious and his tone became much heavier.
"It's no wonder that the famous Li from Jiangnan has the support of a prefect like You Zhiji, so he can escape danger time and time again." On the other side, Youmei, the head of Yingmen, also sighed coldly.
"Doesn't this also prove the incompetence of your Shadow Sect?" Yan Qiao raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at Youmei, and then sneered.
"Your Majesty, please calm down. This time I will go to Jingsong Kingdom in person to destroy the famous Li in Jiangnan." As soon as Yan Qiao finished speaking, Youmei was so scared that he knelt down hurriedly, saying in fear and trepidation.
"Forget it. Jiuhe has not been completely wiped out, and the government in the south of Jingsong Kingdom must not have relaxed its vigilance at this time. The Shadow Gate must not alert the enemy again. Besides, I have another task for you to do." Yan Qiao waved his hand and said lightly.
"Your Majesty, please give your orders." Seeing that His Majesty did not pursue the matter, Youmei secretly breathed a sigh of relief and continued respectfully.
"Recently, Wucang and Liunan have had a conflict on the border. Wucang has secretly sent envoys to Xiyue, requesting that Xiyue send troops to help Wucang attack Liunan. I think this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for Xiyue. You should go there in person to investigate the truth and set up the situation."
"Yes." Although Yan Qiao did not say it explicitly, Youmei understood what he meant and responded immediately.
"I heard that you let Yan Yu go?" The hall was silent for a moment, and Yan Qiao spoke again casually.
"Your Majesty, please rest assured. Yingmen never does business at a loss. Letting Yanyu go will allow the Poisonous Insect Valley to be used by us, which is a good deal." Youmei first glanced at the black shadow next to him, then smiled and replied.
"But the Shadow Clan has not been able to enter the Poisonous Insect Valley until now. How can you guarantee that after you let Yan Yu go, the sisters will continue to obey the Shadow Clan? If you hold your younger sister hostage in the Shadow Clan, wouldn't it be easier to control your older sister in the Poisonous Insect Valley?" Yan Qiao asked, still somewhat puzzled.
"Your Majesty, you don't know that Honghua is a fickle person. Holding her sister hostage may be effective at first, but this woman may not be obedient over time. It is better to help the sisters reunite and give them hope. Once people have something, they will be afraid of losing it." Youmei continued to reply slowly.
"Are you afraid of losing?" In the dark night, Yan Qiao narrowed his eyes and looked at Youmei.
"Yue Yu took Yingmen's Huagong Pill, and not only did her power get destroyed, but the poison hidden in the pill will take effect in half a year. This poison is specially made in the Western Regions, and it bites famous flowers. As long as it doesn't take effect, it will be silent. Even a genius doctor can't detect this poison. Once it takes effect, the victim's whole body will emit a strange fragrance and his limbs will feel like they are bitten by insects. It's worse than death. Even a person with a strong will will bite his tongue and commit suicide after three days."
"The Shadow Sect Master is still as vicious as ever. I thought you had softened your heart for Hong Ah before, but it seems I was worrying too much." After Youmei finished speaking, Yan Qiao chuckled twice. How could the ghosts hiding in the darkness change so easily? It was just that there was one more person he cared about in his heart.
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As they were talking, there were three knocks on the door outside the hall. Yan Qiao signaled the two to leave before calling in Eunuch Qin.
"Your Majesty, Prince Qing and Prince Chen request to see you." Eunuch Qin walked quickly into the dim hall and replied respectfully to the noble figure under the window.
"It's freezing cold, why are they here so late?" Yan Qiao stood up immediately after hearing this and asked as he walked out.
"I haven't asked in detail yet, but I saw that Prince Qing didn't look well, so I hurried to report to His Majesty." Eunuch Qin followed behind Yan Qiao and replied with a frown.
Yan Qiao said nothing more and strode towards the imperial study, thinking in his heart: The emperor's uncle has always been steady and would never come to the palace on such a snowy night unless it was an emergency.
"Uncle Chen, what important matter has brought you to the palace in such a cold weather?" After entering the imperial study, Yan Qiao asked hurriedly without waiting for Prince Qing and his son to greet him.
“Your Majesty…Your Majesty…” Upon seeing Yan Qiao, the originally gloomy Prince Qing immediately bowed to Yan Qiao nervously, then kicked his son’s legs and scolded: “Kneel down!”
Yan Chen, who was already trembling with fear, trembled with fear and his legs went limp when he heard his father's scolding. He knelt in front of Yan Qiao with a sad face.
"Your Majesty...I am guilty. I have come here tonight with my rebellious son to apologize to Your Majesty!" Just as Yan Qiao was puzzled, Prince Qing suddenly knelt down in front of him with tears streaming down his face.
"This...Uncle, what are you doing? Tell me what happened quickly." Seeing Prince Qing and his son kneeling in front of him and crying, Yan Qiao couldn't help but frown and became anxious.
"Your Majesty, this is the letter that the King of Gu Yun sent to me today... It says..." Prince Qing did not dare to speak directly. After hesitating for a moment, he handed the letter forward tremblingly. However, before he could finish his words, Yan Qiao snatched the letter away.
"Ridiculous!" Yan Qiao quickly read the letter and immediately frowned. He threw the letter in front of Yan Chen and continued to scold: "Even if Nanrong Liangling divorced your cousin, she is the former princess of the clan, your former sister-in-law, as everyone knows. How can two brothers marry the same woman? Aren't you trying to bring shame to the royal family?"
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, please calm down..." Yan Chen was so frightened that his face turned pale and he didn't know what to do. He just kept kowtowing.
Prince Qing glanced at his son with a look of disappointment on his face, and then he had to plead for mercy: "Your Majesty, please calm down. As the saying goes, a father is to blame for not educating his child. This rebellious son did such a thing that brought shame to the royal family. It is truly my fault as a father that I failed to teach him well. I am willing to accept the punishment, but I only hope that Your Majesty will not be so angry about this!" After saying that, Prince Qing once again cried and knocked his head to the ground.
"Uncle, please get up quickly!" Yan Qiao closed his eyes helplessly and sighed softly, then bent down and helped Prince Qing up.
"Your Majesty...ah...things have come to this point. The Gu Yun Kingdom is also forcing me to marry you. Your Majesty, what do you think we should do?" Yan Qiao personally helped Prince Qing to stand up obediently, but he still looked panicked and cried.
"What else can he do? He's already pregnant, and he still dares to shirk responsibility?" Yan Qiao couldn't bear to see the emperor's uncle struggling for his useless little son at such an old age, so he glanced at Yan Chen who was kneeling on the ground and continued, "But you can't marry Nanrong Liangling in Xiyue Country."
"What do you mean, Your Majesty?" Prince Qing and his son looked at each other in confusion, and then Prince Qing asked nervously.
"Go back and prepare. I will send an envoy to Gu Yun in three days. Yan Chen will go with him, bringing the betrothal gifts. The king of Gu Yun has always loved his daughters, and he will definitely be happy to let his daughter get married in Gu Yun."
"What? This... doesn't this mean that my son will marry into the Gu Yun Kingdom?" Yan Qiao's words froze King Qing's expression. Yan Chen was his beloved youngest son, so how could he bear to let him travel thousands of miles to be someone else's son?
Yan Chen, who was still kneeling on the ground, also fell to the ground in despair after hearing this. He had promised Princess Liang Ling that he would marry her into the palace as the Crown Prince's consort. Now, His Majesty wanted him to marry into the Gu Yun Kingdom instead. How could he explain this to Princess Liang Ling?
"Don't worry, uncle. I didn't ask Yan Chen to be a son-in-law. It's just that the death anniversary of the late emperor is approaching. It's not appropriate for Xiyue Kingdom to hold a big wedding banquet recently. We have to temporarily hold the wedding in Guyun Kingdom. Let Princess Liangling show more filial piety to her parents for another three years. Maybe the King of Guyun will be grateful to Yan Chen, a sensible son-in-law. After three years, the child will grow up, and the people of Xiyue Kingdom will gradually forget the former princess. Maybe by then, my third brother will have married a new princess. In this way, wouldn't everyone be happy?"
Yan Qiao did it for the sake of the royal family's reputation, but more importantly, he was concerned about his third brother's reputation. Less than half a year after he divorced Nanrong Liangling, his cousin from the royal family was about to marry his ex-sister-in-law. Even if his third brother didn't care about Yan Qiao, he couldn't let him become a joke.
Prince Qing and his son had so much trouble to perform this scene with tears in their eyes that they were naturally unhappy to hear Yan Qiao say this, but they had to obey even if it meant being a son-in-law for three years. Otherwise, they would anger the emperor and might really have to be a son-in-law for the rest of his life.
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