"Qianqian, if you don't want to offer a toast, just say so. Why take your anger out on me?"
Xuan Qianning's deep eyes were filled with tears, her voice and expression were mournful, as if she had suffered all kinds of injustice.
Those unaware of the situation might think that Xuan Fengqian was making things difficult for Xuan Qianning again.
Xuan Fengqian tried his best to concentrate, attempting to hear exactly what she was saying.
Unfortunately, Xuan Qianning's voice was too soft and faint, and she couldn't hear a single word clearly.
"Excuse me, are you speaking human language?"
Xuan Fengqian opened her eyes wide and stared intently at Xuan Qianning's slightly moving red lips, intending to discern what she was saying based on her lip movements.
But now, she sees double images of everyone.
Even a peerless beauty like Xuan Qianning became a four-eyed, two-mouthed beast in her eyes.
Xuan Qianning mistakenly thought that Xuan Fengqian was pretending to be crazy, and leaned her soft body into Leng Ye's arms, "Your Majesty, am I really useless? Even my own sister is against me."
Leng Ye could see clearly that Xuan Feng was so drunk that he had almost lost his mind and had no intention of making things difficult for Xuan Qian Ning.
However, he was still angry at the moment and there was no way he would step forward to help Xuan Fengqian out of the predicament.
Seeing that Leng Ye remained unmoved, Xuan Qianning's crystal tears streamed down her face. "Your Majesty, I am so heartbroken."
Leng Ye was already tired of Xuan Qian Ning's little tricks. Although he didn't expose her in public, he didn't bother with her either.
But when he saw Fu Chen striding up to Xuan Fengqian's side, his anger reignited.
"Xuan Fengqian, apologize."
Leng Ye pursed her thin lips, suddenly stood up, placed her hands on the table, and leaned forward slightly, casting a large shadow on her.
At this moment, he was like an eagle in the night, aloof and arrogant yet imposing, exuding a powerful aura of dominance over the world.
Xuan Fengqian shrank his neck, startled by his words, and instantly became more alert.
The immortals who had been drinking and laughing instantly fell silent when they saw Leng Ye scolding Xuan Fengqian with a fierce expression.
The atmosphere quickly became incredibly tense.
Bang--
The White Emperor, seated high above, slammed his fist on the table and rebuked Xuan Qianning sharply, "Ning'er, you failed to catch the wine cup yourself, why blame Qianqian?"
"Father, I didn't..."
Xuan Qianning's shoulders trembled slightly, her clear, bright eyes filled with grievance.
The White Emperor snorted coldly, clearly not believing Xuan Qianning's words.
A moment later, he slowly stepped down from his high position and solemnly instructed Qi Yuan, who was standing next to Xuan Fengqian, "Help the Princess back to Qingfeng Palace to rest."
"yes."
Qi Yuan felt a great weight lifted off her shoulders, and her tense nerves finally relaxed.
She took a breath and was about to drag the drunken Xuan Fengqian out of Chonghua Palace with Fu Chen when Leng Ye suddenly called out to her.
"Stop right there. You're trying to run away without even apologizing? Do you think I'm just ignoring you?"
"Demon...Demon Lord, what are your orders?" Qi Yuan paused slightly, her face turned pale, her back stiffened, and she was so frightened that she almost rolled her eyes back and collapsed on the spot.
The White Emperor frowned and said with an imposing air, "Send the Princess back."
Qi Yuan was caught in a dilemma, feeling like she had a thorn in her side. She dared not disobey the White Emperor's wishes, nor could she openly ignore Leng Ye. She was so nervous that she was sweating profusely.
After careful consideration, she finally gritted her teeth and, under immense pressure, dragged and pulled Xuan Fengqian down with her back.
"Xuanxiao, you are forcing me to take action."
Leng Ye's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and his aura of malevolence grew even stronger.
The White Emperor refused to back down, snatching the jade goblet brimming with wine from the fairy maiden's hand and splashing it at Leng Ye's face with thunderous force. "My precious daughter, I can't bear to say a harsh word to her, so what right do you have to yell at her?"
Xuan Qianning exclaimed in surprise, hurriedly taking out a handkerchief to wipe the wine off Leng Ye's face, "Your Excellency, are you alright?"
Upon seeing this, all the immortals gasped in shock, too nervous to even breathe loudly.
Although they knew that the White Emperor doted on his daughter excessively, they did not know that he would go to such lengths to protect Xuan Fengqian.
This is really bad!
If Leng Ye were to suddenly go berserk and go on a killing spree, everyone at the homecoming banquet would likely be doomed.
In fact, Leng Ye was truly enraged.
He furiously flung Xuan Qianning's hand away, pointed his sword at Bai Di's brow, and his voice was chillingly sinister, "You're courting death!"
The Xuanyuan Demon Sword hummed excitedly, as if it had been thirsting for blood for a long time and was ready to unleash its power.
Xuan Qianning was completely panicked. Although she was resentful, she did not want to make a big fuss, so she could only plead with Leng Ye in a gentle voice, "Your Excellency, Father did not mean it."
"Why should I beg him? How could a fairy daughter so easily ask that scoundrel for anything!"
Unfazed by the imposing aura of Leng Ye, Bai Di unleashed his full power, prepared to perish together with him.
For him, life and death were not that important.
If you can't even protect your own precious daughter, what's the point of living?
The next instant, the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword flew out from Bai Di Shui Mo's wide sleeves, and the scarlet halo exploded like fireworks.
Leng Ye glanced contemptuously at the piercingly sharp-eyed Bai Di, his words laced with disdain, "Is that all the skill you have? I can exhaust half of your life's cultivation with just thirty percent of my power."
"Enough with the nonsense, bring it on."
When Bai Di thought about how his beloved daughter had been scolded by Leng Ye, he couldn't care less about anything else.
He wished he could throw aside the majesty of the Heavenly Emperor, take off his shoes, and slap Leng Ye's face hard.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com