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The Emperor glanced at Yue Xiyuan and Yan An beside him. It seemed that this matter had nothing to do with them. They were only concerned with talking about love. It would be wrong for him to agree now, and it would be wrong not to agree either.
Today is his wedding day! Why are they torturing him like this?!
Why bother entertaining envoys? Let's just go straight to the bridal chamber...
"Yu Feng, just agree. This little green tea can't even touch a single hair on An An's head."
"What request does the Princess of Lu have?"
"The Regent just said that his zither is only played for the Princess. In that case, Wen Yun is willing to compete with Princess An. If Wen Yun wins this time, it will prove that Wen Yun is the one who is worthy of the Regent. I hope Princess An has the self-awareness to give up the Regent."
As soon as Lu Wenyun spoke, the ministers and their families present dared not utter a sound. They all held their breath and dared not even breathe loudly.
How dare this princess of Lu Kingdom do such a thing? This is the King of Hell! How dare she steal his woman? Everyone is silently praying that this princess of Lu Kingdom will die a quick and painless death.
Upon hearing Lu Wenyun's words, Yue Xiyuan, who had just picked up a wine glass, instantly crushed it to pieces in his hand.
Everyone: We're doomed, the Regent is furious...
"Do you think I'm just an object? You think you can just give me up like that? Does the Emperor of a tiny country like Lu know you're going to say these things today?"
Yue Xiyuan's eyes were cold and menacing, his clear voice filled with suppressed anger. He looked up at Lu Wenyun, his eyes deep and dark, as if hiding a flame that wanted to devour her.
If it weren't for the fact that today is the Emperor's wedding day, he would have made her wish she were dead. How dare she say such things in front of Yan An? Isn't she just asking for trouble for him?
“Your Highness, in what way is Wen Yun inferior to Princess An? In terms of status, appearance, literary talent, and martial arts, in what way is Wen Yun inferior to Princess An? If Princess An can do it, why can't Wen Yun?”
Lu Wenyun's dark eyes were moist, reflecting shattered light. Her gaze was filled with grievance. In that instant, her eyes seemed to materialize and pierce through layers of obstacles, striking the hearts of some of the men present. Their hearts softened, and they couldn't help but feel sorry for this princess of Lu Kingdom.
"You are inferior to An'an in every way."
Yue Xiyuan's brows were furrowed, his lips were pressed tightly together, and the anger in his eyes could almost ignite the surrounding air.
Lu Wenyun's pale lips, devoid of any color, trembled slightly like two willow leaves, as if he were anxiously trying to speak but couldn't.
"I don't believe that no man would only like one woman. I, the princess, challenge her to a contest. If she wins, I will accept any punishment."
A strong sense of humiliation welled up in her heart, and her heart ached terribly. There was no turning back for her; once she embarked on this journey to the Moon Kingdom, she had no chance left.
She could not become a concubine for the Empress's brother. Everyone in Lu Kingdom knew that the Empress's brother was tyrannical and had tortured countless women to death, and many of them were eventually sold into brothels.
She had no other choice. She was an unfavored princess, and moreover, the real power in the Lu Kingdom was mostly in the hands of the Empress's faction. This time, she had no choice but to take a gamble.
Since she was going to die anyway, as long as she won the gamble, she would never need to return to Lu Kingdom.
Yan An's slender fingers rested on the pale blue porcelain cup lid. Under the bright sunlight, even his fingertips shimmered. His emotionless gaze seemed to fall on Lu Wenyun, and he slowly stood up.
Yue Xiyuan knew that Yan An was angry. Yan An had to deal with Lu Wenyun himself.
Seeing Yan An get up, Gu Yanan nudged the Emperor and said, "An'an is about to make her move. Lu Wenyun is going to be in big trouble."
The Emperor shook his head. This princess from Lu Kingdom, giving her a chance won't help.
"Princess of Lu Kingdom, is it? I, this princess, may compete with you, but only to let you know the difference between us. Yue Xiyuan is a person, not an object for you and me to exchange, so Lu Wenyun, you are not worthy."
Faced with Yan An's sarcasm, Lu Wenyun's face flushed red, and he couldn't help but reveal his anger.
"I don't care. As long as I beat you, it will prove that I am more worthy of the Regent than you, and then I will have a chance."
Yan An knew that the person in front of her was beyond saving, so she might as well just compete.
Yan An turned and glared at Yue Xiyuan: Why are you so flashy? I have to clean up your messes.
When Yue Xiyuan met Yan An's gaze, he immediately understood that his little darling was angry with him. Instantly, his eyes revealed a deep sense of helplessness and grievance, like a wronged little dog, helpless and pitiful.
Yan An shook his head helplessly. There was nothing he could do; he was simply susceptible to Yue Xiyuan's charm.
"How do you want to compete?"
"The Regent has practiced martial arts and warfare since childhood. With a long sword, he fights against powerful enemies and protects the territory. Therefore, it is the two of us who will have a duel."
"Yes, Your Highness, please."
Lu Wenyun's sword, like a white snake spitting its tongue, hissed through the wind, and like a dragon weaving through the air, stabbed towards Yan An. Yan An's figure flickered, and he flew out like a sharp arrow, easily dodging Lu Wenyun's attack.
Yan An's expression was cold, and his steps seemed slow, but in the blink of an eye, he was already beside Lu Wenyun. His purple figure was as light as a fledgling swallow, and before Lu Wenyun could react, Yan An had already placed a dagger against her neck.
You lost!
Lu Wenyun felt a touch on his neck, thud...
Lu Wenyun dropped the sword from his hand to the ground, then suddenly opened his eyes wide, revealing a look of horror.
"How could this happen? It shouldn't be like this! It shouldn't be! It shouldn't be!"
Yan An put the dagger away, frowned, and remained indifferent.
"Why is it impossible? Even Yue Xiyuan was almost no match for An'an. Someone like you is overestimating yourself."
Gu Yanan looked at the little green tea below, unsure whether to mock her or pity her.
Lu Wenyun's heart began to tremble. Something swelled in his heart, gradually boiling and spreading throughout his body. His fingers slowly reached for the hairpin, found a silver needle in the hair bun, and stabbed it towards Yan An.
Lu Wenyun's eyes were filled with joy, thinking that he would soon get rid of Yan An and take her place.
Yan An touched his right hand, and the Crimson God Whip instantly appeared in his hand. The Crimson God Whip made a dull whistling sound as it was swung.
The silver needle, hidden in the air, was instantly split in two and fell to the ground. The hall fell silent in an instant, the sound of the silver needle hitting the ground crisp and clear.
When Lu Wenyun released the silver needles, Yue Xiyuan and Yan An had already realized her intention. If Yan An hadn't held Yue Xiyuan back, Lu Wenyun would have already died.
"How dare you! Guards, seize her!"
Gu Yanan slammed her hand on the table. To assassinate her good sister, the princess of Yue Kingdom, in front of so many people, was simply disrespectful to Yue Kingdom.
Gu Yanan: How could she have felt sorry for Lu Wenyun just now? Bah!
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