Chapter 80: Why not have a secret romance instead of getting slapped in the face?
All the ministers were shocked and wondered if the Crown Princess had gone crazy. She must have more lives than she needed to make such a solemn vow to other men in front of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!
All the officials were sweating profusely and their legs were shaking like sieves.
Jiang Yueying remained calm and composed.
Qin Wangyou suddenly realized something. He had prepared a lot of questions but before he could ask any more questions, the other party admitted it easily.
Is this a sign of self-abandonment, or is it that her love for the cold-clothed swordsman is so deep that it has clouded her mind?
He is indeed a fool, he is willing to give up his life for a gangster.
No matter what, she just admitted it!
Qin Wangyou raised his chin, glanced at him with narrow eyes, and said disdainfully: "As the Crown Princess, you are so fickle and unfaithful. If I were you, I would find a white silk and hang myself right now."
After she finished speaking, she looked at Xie Yuting triumphantly, wanting to see the angry expression on the face of the winner of the battle for the throne.
How could Xie Yuting keep his dignity when his own Crown Princess was so shameless? Even if he became emperor in the future, this matter would spread among the people and he would be ridiculed for eternity!
Let’s see if he dares to protect Jiang Yueying today!
When she thought of this, she felt extremely happy.
Qin Wangyou had just been feeling proud for a while when he squinted his eyes and saw clearly that Xie Yuting was not only not furious, but was even smiling and staring at Jiang Yueying, with the corners of his lips raised like a crescent moon in the sky, extremely curved.
Looking at his expression, he seemed excited and happy.
Another crazy one?
Everyone in the Eastern Palace must be sick.
How can he still laugh when his wife has fallen in love with another man?
Qin Wangyou felt dizzy and frowned, shouting: "Your Highness, Jiang Yueying spoke so arrogantly, shouldn't you punish her?!"
"Punish?" Xie Yuting asked decisively, "What crime has my Crown Princess committed?"
"She said she loves the Hanyi Swordsman, didn't you hear it?"
"I heard it all clearly," Xie Yuting said, waving his gold-sprinkled folding fan, his eyebrows dancing with joy. "Today I know that the Crown Princess loves me so passionately that she even said, 'crazy, crazy.' Oh, oh, oh, oh, I'm so embarrassed."
"Let's talk about these affectionate things back in the palace. It would be embarrassing to do it in front of outsiders."
Jiang Yueying glanced at him and asked him to restrain himself.
Qin Wangyou was confused.
The ministers in the hall were even more confused.
After a long while, someone vaguely came to their senses and stared at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in amazement.
Xie Yuting folded his fan, his peach blossom eyes sparkling and shimmering: "Yes, I am the Hanyi Swordsman."
“Wow——”
The hall was in an uproar.
Who doesn't know that the Cold-Cloaked Swordsman is incredibly popular among the people? The amount of people he aids and helps is so vast that a wall of them would be longer than the Great Wall, earning him the nickname "Living Bodhisattva." And how could this unselfish hero, who saves the dying and the wounded without asking for anything in return, actually be the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace?!
The former Crown Prince was a naughty and mischievous boy, walking around the streets in a disorderly manner. Who would have thought that while he was uneducated and unskilled, he was secretly helping the people?
Some officials who had long been members of the Prince's Party held their heads high and could not help but feel proud. The monarch they chose was indeed the most outstanding and most suitable person to inherit the throne.
The one with the ugliest expression was Qin Wangyou. His body was shaky, his ears were buzzing, and he suddenly took a few steps back and almost fell to the ground.
Impossible... This is impossible...
How is this possible! How could Xie Yuting be the Cold Clothes Swordsman?
Her legs were shaking, and countless mocking and pitying gazes were fixed on her, making her feel sick.
She wanted to gouge out these people's eyes. Why were they laughing at her?
She thought she would expose Jiang Yueying's true face, but in the end, she was the only one who became a joke!
Qin Wangyou took a deep breath and murmured, "Your Highness, are you...really the Cold-robed Swordsman?"
Xie Yuting snapped his fingers, and Yu Lang immediately stepped forward, presenting a black long sword with both hands. The hilt was engraved with the words "Han Yi" in a very elegant and graceful manner.
The sword of the cold-clothed swordsman is enough to prove his identity.
Qin Wangyou's whole body went limp, as if his soul had been taken away, and he collapsed silently.
She was completely defeated.
"Fourth sister-in-law, you are really worrying too much. My Crown Princess is truly devoted to me, how could she fall in love with someone else?" Xie Yuting said with a smile.
To Qin Wangyou, this sounded like blatant show-off and sarcasm.
She raised her legs and stumbled on the spot.
Xie Yuting immediately ordered someone to support her and said with concern: "Fourth Princess is not in good spirits. It's better for her to go back and recuperate with Fourth Brother."
"Fourth brother has a leg injury, so he won't have to come to court anymore."
Qin Wangyou had difficulty breathing, as if his neck was being strangled.
After tonight, the Fourth Prince's Mansion will gradually decline and lose its glory.
Her eyes slowly swept over every official in the hall, including some who had come to the Fourth Prince's palace to show their goodwill. But now they all lowered their heads and avoided her, fearing that they would be contaminated in the slightest.
Pooh.
A bunch of fence-sitters.
The maid stepped forward to support her and said cautiously, "Master, let's go quickly."
He came in with great vigor and confidence, but left in disgrace.
Before leaving the hall in embarrassment, she turned her head to look at Jiang Yueying. She was still smiling, her eyes shining, so bright that it made people jealous.
This person will eventually become the queen.
Everything Jiang Yueying got should have been hers.
She closed her eyes, but she was unwilling to give up.
…
It's getting late and the dew is heavy, and the lights in Qinghe Hall are bright.
A wisp of gentle breeze entered the bedroom and penetrated into its depths.
How many people tossed and turned in bed tonight, but Xie Yuting only cared about his sachet.
On the bed in the bedroom, Xie Yuting held the girl in his arms and asked happily, "Are you really going to embroider a sachet for me?"
Jiang Yueying didn't understand why someone could be so careless. Just after Prince Rong's rebellion and the old emperor's serious illness, he had exposed his true nature and other identity one after another, but this guy didn't take it to heart at all.
He started asking about the sachet as soon as he got back to the house!
Sachet, sachet, sachet, every word she said was about sachet, for fear that she was deceiving him.
How could an emperor have his mind filled with love?
"Xie Yuting, aren't you feeling awkward or nervous at all?"
Xie Yuting raised his eyebrows: "I will be alone in this world soon, why should I be nervous?"
"The ones who should be nervous are the corrupt officials. They're going to be in trouble."
Jiang Yueying curled her lips: "I believe Liangguo will get better and better."
Xie Yuting lowered his head and kissed her cheek: "I will be deprived of even the chance to slack off in the future. Why don't you take this opportunity to spend some time with me and relax?"
"How do you relax? Let me give you a massage?" Jiang Yueying subconsciously stretched out her hand.
Xie Yuting pushed her down, smiled maliciously, leaned closer, and his hot breath sprayed on the girl's fair cheeks, staining her skin red.
Enduring the itch, she softly asked, "Shall I massage your shoulders?"
Xie Yuting shook his head, hinting: "I'll give you a massage."
Jiang Yueying blinked and smiled shyly: "That's fine." She wanted to enjoy the personal service of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.
"Don't press it." He grabbed her hand and pulled it down.
Jiang Yueying was at a loss. Before she could even ask a question, her hand touched the hot fire spoon.
Instantly realize what the other person is going to press.
Her breathing stagnated, her cheeks, neck, and earlobes flushed red, and her voice trembled: "Where do you want to press?"
"What do you think?" Xie Yuting smiled slyly and blew into her ear rather rudely. "Of course it's the softest spot."
Xie Yuting smiled and said, "My massage skills are superb. I guarantee that the Crown Princess will be very comfortable and want more."
Hearing this, Jiang Yueying was embarrassed and stammered: "Why do you have so many sweet words all day long? You speak so seriously, but in fact... in fact..."
Before she could finish her words, a tender kiss covered her lips, stopping her from speaking.
Xie Yuting held the corner of her lips and rubbed them slowly with the tip of his teeth. The fragrant sweet scent of osmanthus was squeezed out, with a hint of sweetness that was intoxicating.
The girl wrapped her soft arms around the man's neck and responded to his kiss. Their lips and teeth entangled, making a slurping sound.
He licked her lips and said seductively, "It's time for a massage."
Jiang Yueying suddenly felt a chill under her body.
Something was thrown out.
The moon hung high in the sky, casting a ray of brightness into the bedroom. On the footstool in front of the couch lay small clothes and pajamas, whose warmth gradually faded away.
The bed curtains were lifted slightly, and Jiang Yueying was lying in the middle of the couch. Xie Yuting served her so well that she was in tears and moaned sweetly.
Jiang Yueying suspected that Xie Yuting would never get tired. He had just fought a battle tonight, and it was not satisfying enough, so he went back to his room to continue fighting.
I couldn't help but mutter: "Greed..."
Xie Yuting accepted it happily and bit her earlobe: "I only want you."
The lights in the bedroom of Qinghe Palace were on all night long. The two of them made a fuss all night and both stayed in bed until noon when they woke up.
The bright sunlight shines through the window lattice, casting mottled shadows on the ground.
Jiang Yueying lay in the quilt with a strong arm around her waist. She opened her eyes and stared at Xie Yuting who was still sleeping soundly.
When he closed his eyes, his eyelashes looked even longer. She couldn't help but stretch out her fingers and poke his eyelashes with her fingertips, causing his eyelashes to sway gently like small fans.
The slender fingertips like porcelain touched the eyelashes, slid to the high nose bridge, moved all the way down, came to the beautiful thin lips, and pressed hard.
Someone kept kissing her last night, and not only did it hurt her mouth, but his mouth was also not much better. It was red and couldn't be covered.
They walked out the door with their bright red lips, and anyone could guess what happened.
Ask Yulang and Qingge to bring some food later.
It’s better not to go out today.
Not long after, Jiang Yueying poked him awake. When Xie Yuting woke up, he grabbed her wrist, as if he had caught a thief, and said confidently, "How dare you touch me while I was sleeping? What's your crime?"
Jiang Yueying said pitifully: "It was only when I saw Your Highness sleeping that I couldn't help but have the urge to get closer to him."
Xie Yuting raised his eyebrows: "Then do you know that I have a man who is related to the Crown Princess?"
"I know," Jiang Yueying acted perfectly, her brows furrowed slightly, "but the Crown Princess is not here now. No matter what Your Highness does, she won't know."
After she finished speaking, she took his hand and covered her chest with it, her watery eyes showing an ambiguous light.
"Why not have some fun?"
Xie Yuting endured it again and again, and almost couldn't control himself.
She teased him right after waking up. How arrogant that little princess was.
"No, my Crown Princess is as fierce as a demon. I dare not eat her secretly."
Jiang Yueying's eyelids twitched, and she gritted her teeth: "So the Crown Princess is so fierce, Your Highness, why don't you turn to me?"
She held his face in her hands and said softly, "I love you more tenderly than she does."
"Aying, you are testing my will." Xie Yuting couldn't hold it any longer.
Jiang Yueying glanced at him: "Huh."
Xie Yuting hugged her and smiled, one hand skillfully rubbing her waist, and asked attentively: "Are you still tired?"
He dared to bring this up, and she immediately responded with annoyance: "You're such a liar! You said you'd give me a massage to relax me, but the more you massaged, the more tired I became!"
"It's my fault," Xie Yuting pretended to repent, "I will definitely be more restrained next time."
Jiang Yueying didn't believe his nonsense.
The two of them stayed on the couch for a while, and Xie Yuting talked about returning to Beijing. They probably needed to rest for another three or four days before they could return to the East Palace in Kyoto.
I guess by the time I return, everything that happened in the palace will have spread throughout Kyoto.
…
The long streets of Kyoto are filled with cool autumn weather.
The people did not expect that a trip to the temporary palace to escape the summer heat would lead to earth-shaking changes in the court.
The imperial concubine had a secret meeting with a court official and was imprisoned in the cold palace. The once powerful Prince Xuan was stripped of his title and his reputation plummeted. The usually low-key Prince Rong led his troops in a rebellion. Emperor Liang was forced into a corner and when the situation was critical, it was the dandy Prince Xie Yuting who appeared out of nowhere and turned the tide!
The situation suddenly reversed. Prince Rong was exiled, Emperor Liang was so angry at his rebellious son that he was bedridden, and the crown prince was ordered to govern the country.
Every single incident is extremely sad.
Some people even sighed that it turned out that Xie Yuting was the real master. He had hidden his strength for many years, and his every move was a sure kill.
Let me ask you, in the current court, who dares to disobey the orthodox bloodline of the Eastern Palace?
For most people, they don’t care who wins the battle for the crown prince, but there is one thing they have to care about, and that is Xie Yuting’s other identity in the martial arts world, the cold-clothed swordsman!
When the cold-clothed swordsman was mentioned, the people were shocked. The kind-hearted and enthusiastic swordsman, the living Bodhisattva who had saved countless disaster victims, turned out to be the prince of the Eastern Palace and the future emperor.
This is a blessing for Beiliang!
Ever since they learned of this identity, they sincerely believed that Xie Yuting would become a good monarch.
A crown prince who cares about the people even before he ascends the throne may be able to create a prosperous era with peace and prosperity when he rules the country one day.
Jiang Yueying wore a veiled hat and walked slowly on the street, pricked up her ears, and secretly listened to the people's heated discussions.
"I can't believe it. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been playing the fool and eating the tiger all the time. In the end, he killed everyone by surprise. I admire him."
"It's clear that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is a cunning man. He acted frivolously before, visiting gambling houses and brothels, and wandering the streets looking for fun. This must have been all to confuse his opponents."
"Your Highness, it's been really hard on you. You've been pretending to be a scoundrel for so many years. You must be feeling guilty about it."
"Oh my, we all misunderstood His Royal Highness. He must be a cold and majestic person in private!"
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