That means he went to see his father!
Dongfang Qing's father, Emperor Xiyue, has not gone far yet. He is in another inn in the Holy City.
In other words, he was staying in this inn just to wait for Dongfang Qing to come.
The holy city is still in a mess now, with all kinds of people having all kinds of thoughts, and most people have not fully recovered from what happened.
This time, Emperor Xiyue did not disguise himself, nor did Dongfang Qing.
So the Emperor of Xiyue stayed in this inn. Dongfang Qing, the former seventh prince of Xiyue and now the new emperor of Xiyue, also came to this inn soon after. People who saw this started to speculate again.
Regardless of what they speculated, Dongfang Qing brought his men directly to the presence of Emperor Xiyue.
Without saying a word, he knelt down in front of him.
The people accompanying him were stunned for a moment, and immediately knelt down following their master.
The bright and spacious room suddenly felt so heavy and oppressive that it was hard to breathe.
Emperor Xiyue didn't say anything, and Dongfang Qing didn't say a word either.
It was even less likely that the other subordinates present would say a word.
Maybe it didn’t take long, but it seemed longer than a lifetime.
The Emperor of Xiyue finally spoke, and he laughed, "Seventh Brother, from now on, the world of Xiyue will be handed over to you."
Dongfang Qing raised his head, his eyes finally moved, and he bowed respectfully. Thousands of words came together into four words, "This son is unfilial."
The term "unfilial son" is enough to summarize all the things he has done to his father as a son.
But he was in the royal family and the son of the great Emperor Xiyue, so he had to do certain things.
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Just opposite the inn where Emperor Xiyue is temporarily staying, there is a very prosperous and lively restaurant.
"Just now, the Seventh Prince of Xiyue Kingdom, no, the new King of Xiyue Kingdom, went into the inn across the street!"
"Anyone who is not blind can see it. But, tell me, why didn't the new ruler of Xiyue Kingdom show up when he was in the Holy Church when his father was forced into such a situation?"
Some people speculated, "Maybe something tripped him up?"
After all, Dongfang Qing, the former seventh prince, still has a good reputation and good standing in most people's hearts.
Some people also snorted, "I don't think so. Maybe he has wanted that position for a long time and is eager for the Holy Saint to do this!"
"No way, he was the most favored and relied upon before, and that position would be his sooner or later. Would he let his father and Queen Xiyue be humiliated like this before he could wait to sit on that position? After the Saint Church Saint's behavior, Xiyue's reputation and status have become much more embarrassing!"
"Compared to this, I am more concerned about whether the war in Xiyue Kyoto can really be quelled after he officially ascends the throne, and whether it will really not implicate the people of our entire Western Region. Will the promise made by the Holy Church be fulfilled? And will Xiyue, which has been humiliated and suffered huge losses, really swallow its anger and be willing to make peace with Dajing Fengluan..."
After hearing this, everyone's expressions changed a lot.
There is no definite news yet, and this is indeed the issue they are most concerned about!
Then, naturally, more distrust and speculation came towards Baili Feiyue, the current Saint who had never been likable.
In one of the private rooms upstairs in the restaurant, a young man in purple was leaning lazily against the window. In the dim light, one could see that the boy's skin was as delicate as fine porcelain, and his long hair was like black jade with a faint luster.
His cherry-like lips curled up and he smiled, and it was as if all the sun, moon and stars were shining on him alone.
The private rooms upstairs can see everything in the hall downstairs and hear their conversations.
He smiled and said proudly, "These people will soon change their views on me and like me more."
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