Chapter 77 The Charlatan National Preceptor Was Captured by the Dark-Faced Tyrant (35)
At this moment, Xie Weiyan, who had been lost in thought, looked up abruptly, just like when he was daydreaming in class and suddenly called on by the teacher. He didn't forget to add his signature cough, "Cough cough cough... Your Majesty, is something the matter?"
Xie Hanzhou looked at him with a smile. "I heard that after the welcoming banquet, the Crown Prince of Lin Kingdom rode in the same carriage with his younger brother?"
Xie Weiyan's heart skipped a beat; she had a bad feeling.
He forced a smile. "It was my oversight. If I have offended His Highness the Crown Prince, I..."
Xie Hanzhou interrupted him, "That's irrelevant. It's just that Qin Zheng mentioned you when he was chatting with me."
"Is that so?" Xie Weiyan clenched her fists tightly under her sleeves, her face pale, and forced a smile.
"Huh? Why does my brother look so pale? Has he fallen ill again? Perhaps we should call the imperial physician..."
"No need—" Xie Weiyan shouted with great vigor, but he regretted it as soon as the words left his mouth.
Changing the subject, "Your Majesty and the Imperial Preceptor have not yet congratulated each other on their happy marriage..."
"Don't be like that, I'm afraid you'll jinx it!"
Xie Hanzhou stopped teasing him and bluntly said, "You've been faking illness all along. After the welcoming banquet, you even told Qin Zheng that you wanted to see me fight to the death with the tyrannical ruler of the neighboring country so that you could rightfully ascend the throne."
"How could I not know you had such lofty ambitions? Don't you think so, Lord Li Qichou?"
Li Qichou immediately knelt down.
"Your Majesty, I do not know!"
Xie Hanzhou ignored him and turned to Xie Weiyan, "Why aren't you saying anything?"
He had an expression that said, "I'll just quietly watch you explain."
Xie Weiyan took a deep breath, her eyes red and tears welling up in them. Kneeling on the ground, she looked pitiful.
"Your Majesty, I don't know where you heard these rumors. I have always regarded Your Majesty as a role model, but unfortunately my health is not good."
"That day, I merely exchanged a few words with the Crown Prince of the neighboring kingdom, but he seemed to dislike me. I never expected him to..."
"He's such a person! How dare he slander my brother! How could my brother dare to covet that position!"
“Your Majesty, you know me. I have never fought or scrambled for anything. How could I possibly do something so treasonous?”
888 Hehe, he had a look on his face.
We're just saying, where's your face?
So you're just taking advantage of Xie Hanzhou's previous dislike of Qin Zheng to try and shift the blame onto him, right?
If Xie Hanzhou hadn't known what kind of person you were all along, he probably would have really suspected that Qin Zheng had ill intentions.
You little rascal, you may not be very smart, but you're pretty good at sowing discord!
Why don't they compete or fight? Is it because they don't want to or can't?
If it weren't for the rule, 888 would have given him a few slaps across the face.
Xie Hanzhou tapped the side of the dragon throne with his fingers, propped his head up with one hand, and glanced at him indifferently.
"Do you not want to fight for it, or are you unable to fight for it?"
Xie Weiyan was trembling all over; he was almost unable to continue acting.
"Don't look at me like I'm bullying you. Those who wanted to compete with me are already overgrown with weeds on their graves. I wonder if the grass on your grave will be taller than others next year, my royal brother?"
Xie Weiyan suddenly looked up at him. "Brother, what do you mean by this?"
The courtiers below began to whisper among themselves.
The Ning Prince's faction has now shrunk to the size of quails, with everyone bowing their heads and not daring to speak.
As Xie Weiyan's people, they certainly knew what kind of person Xie Weiyan was.
You say he doesn't compete or fight?
LOL, that's because he couldn't beat them.
Those princes and princesses who were killed by Xie Hanzhou long ago all had backgrounds stronger than his.
He was the least favored among the princes and princesses. If it weren't for the "accident" that he saved Xie Hanzhou from falling into the water, who would remember him as a down-on-his-luck prince in the cold palace?
It is said that his health was left with a "root cause" from this incident.
The Ning Prince's faction was now filled with regret. Had they been out of their minds? Otherwise, why would they have thought that the Ning Prince had a chance at that position?
"Of course I mean to kill you. You're already thinking of killing me, do you think I'm going to keep you alive for the New Year?"
Xie Weiyan's pupils contracted.
It's not a question, it's a certainty.
Xie Weiyan was certain that Xie Hanzhou already knew he had sent someone to assassinate him on his way to Fengzhou.
So Xie Weiyan simply stopped pretending.
He stood up abruptly and looked coldly at Xie Hanzhou.
"Since you know all this, you must have made full preparations, right?"
The courtiers were astonished: "So Prince Ning really did have treasonous intentions!"
Xie Weiyan looked directly at Xie Hanzhou without flinching, and said, word by word, "Why can you sit in that position, but I can't?"
"You all bully me, but I'll show you how I climbed to that position step by step!"
"Oh? How is it?"
Xie Weiyan's eyes narrowed, and with a flick of her wrist, a dagger flew out of her hand, aimed at Xie Hanzhou and Yu Sheng.
His move caught all the ministers completely off guard.
The courtiers couldn't understand why Xie Weiyan knew martial arts. They wanted to stop him, but they were powerless to do so.
As the knife tip drew closer to the two of them, Yu Sheng stretched and got up from Xie Hanzhou's arms. Everything around him seemed to be in slow motion.
He gripped the dagger tightly in his hand, twirling it as he stared expressionlessly at Xie Weiyan.
Whom do you want to kill?
The moment the words left his mouth, Yu Sheng suddenly appeared in front of Xie Weiyan, startling him.
Yu Sheng didn't care about the shocked looks on other people's faces; all he knew was that this mascot had just tried to kill his husband.
Yu Sheng gripped Xie Weiyan's neck with one hand, causing her clothes to flutter even without wind.
"Why are you silent now? Weren't you very arrogant just now?"
"Xie Weiyan, you don't actually think you can kill Xie Hanzhou in front of so many people, do you? I really don't know where you got your confidence from!"
"You're the perfect example of someone who's self-righteous!"
Xie Weiyan's eyes were bloodshot as she glared fiercely at Yu Sheng, gritting her teeth as she said, "Yu! Sheng!"
As he spoke, a trickle of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't care.
"A reincarnated immortal? I think you're a demon causing chaos. Xie Hanzhou is a tyrant, why can't I take his place?"
"Tyrant? What are you to call him that?"
Yu Sheng increased the pressure on her hands, and Xie Weiyan struggled as she kicked her legs against the air, feeling suffocated.
He's panicking now.
Just now... Yu Sheng really wanted to kill him!
Xie Weiyan panicked and tried to pry Yu Sheng's hand off his neck, but the hand was like an iron clamp, and he couldn't budge it at all.
"Help, help me..."
Xie Weiyan spoke in a low voice, but without exception, no one present wanted to provoke Yu Sheng at this moment.
It wasn't until Xie Hanzhou spoke up, "Sheng Sheng, let him go first. It's not worth it for my Sheng Sheng to get her hands dirty for him."
Yu Sheng thought he made sense, so she tossed Xie Weiyan aside like trash.
After being rescued, Xie Weiyan suddenly coughed violently, "Xie Hanzhou, don't think I'll be grateful to you!"
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