"Nonsense, utter nonsense. Are you implying that this is His Highness Ye's fault?" The Southern Chu delegation, exasperated, no longer bothered to conceal their true intentions and directly pointed out the main culprit.
“Nangong Ye knew perfectly well that Yun Xiyue was a young lady from a respectable family, and that he came to Beiyin as the head of the delegation and a distinguished guest. Under such circumstances, he still had an affair with Yun Xiyue. How could he be right?” Yun Qingran chuckled sarcastically.
"It was clearly Yun Xiyue who seduced him, how can you blame our Prince Ye?" the Southern Chu delegation said angrily.
"Hehehe, Nan Chu is truly like a dung beetle wearing a mask—shameless, with a thousand layers of soles as cheeks—such a thick skin." Yun Qingran chuckled coldly.
"That's just how it is," said the delegation from Southern Chu.
"Putting aside whether Yun Xiyue seduced Nangong Ye, even if she did, couldn't Nangong Ye refuse? Was Nangong Ye forced in this matter, and was he the bottom one? Tsk tsk tsk..." Yun Qingran looked disgusted.
The members of the Northern Yin delegation couldn't help but laugh. What did Princess Rongchang eat to grow up with such a mouth? She was too talkative.
When we return from this wedding procession, we must tell everyone about Princess Rongchang's remarkable deeds so that everyone can learn from them.
"Yun Qingran, don't talk nonsense. How could our Prince Ye have been forced, let alone the one below?" The Southern Chu delegation spoke haltingly, their momentum waning.
Nangong Ye is the eldest prince of Nan Chu, and his reputation is the reputation of Nan Chu. If rumors of him being forced by a woman and being forced into prostitution were to spread, where would the face of the men of Nan Chu be? How could Nan Chu continue to be a force to be reckoned with?
“Since he wasn’t forced, then he did it willingly.” Yun Qingran shrugged and smiled at the Southern Chu delegation.
The Southern Chu delegation members all looked as sour as if they had eaten ten thousand pounds of excrement. Admitting it was wrong, denying it was wrong too.
"As the eldest prince of Southern Chu, Nangong Ye went on a diplomatic mission to another country and casually slept with a noble lady from that country. His self-control is truly hard to judge." Yun Qingran shook her head, sighed, and her sarcasm was at its peak. Then, she generously said to the Northern Yin delegation, "Let Southern Chu take the blame first. After all, our Northern Yin prince did not go to another country as a guest and get a noble lady pregnant."
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
...
The people from Beiyin who were present were ecstatic!
The chef from Beiyin suppressed a laugh as he placed the pot at the feet of the Southern Chu delegation. "Here you go. This pot is perfect for stewing pork penis, ox penis, and tiger penis soup. It's especially suitable for Your Highness Ye."
"Who wants to use your broken pot?" A member of the Southern Chu delegation kicked the pot hard, but he kicked it too hard and twisted his ankle. He grimaced in pain and quickly hugged his foot.
"Pfft, pfft!" Another burst of suppressed laughter.
"Alright, alright, now that the misunderstanding is cleared up, let's continue cooking." Yun Qingran didn't want to escalate the matter, so she gave Nan Chu a way out.
Although the people of Nan Chu gave up, they were extremely aggrieved. Yun Qingran was indeed eloquent, but what she said was not without reason.
Prince Ye, as the chief envoy of the Southern Chu delegation, came to Northern Yin and actually got that noble lady pregnant! How desperate is he? Would it kill him to hold back? He's utterly useless. Compared to Prince Xu, he's worlds apart.
Although the relationship between the Southern Chu delegation and the Northern Yin marriage delegation soured after this incident, they did not cause any further trouble. They continued their journey towards Southern Chu in this manner.
After traveling for more than ten days, they finally approached the border between Southern Chu and Northern Yin, and were about to enter Southern Chu territory.
That night, they found a valley and set up camp there.
"High Priest, are you sure you want to take action against Yun Qingran?" Zhao Xingyun followed behind the High Priest, a little scared.
If the Lord knew that the sect had acted against Yun Qingran without consulting him, he would be furious. The Lord is terrifying when he gets angry!
"Didn't you say she might know the secret of the treasure on Crimson Dragon Peak?" the high priest said casually, his hands behind his back.
The high priest wore a black robe with red trim, embroidered with demonic patterns in gold thread, giving him an evil aura.
Upon closer inspection, the high priest's physique was exactly the same as that of the person who had stalked and attacked Yun Qingran that day.
“High Priest, I didn’t say that; it was your own speculation,” Zhao Xingyun quickly denied.
He merely recounted the group's encounter at Crimson Dragon Peak to the High Priest; he made no mention that Miss Yun might know the secret of Crimson Dragon Peak's treasure.
“Whether she knows it or not, we must bring her back to the Heavenly Demon Sect tonight,” the High Priest said.
Yun Qingran died on the border between the two countries, which might become the fuse for war between them.
Once the Northern Yin and Southern Chu go to war, the Heavenly Demon Sect can reap the benefits.
Also, Xingyun said that she could develop a pill called the Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pill, which could save Yuan'er.
Yuan'er can't die! Yuan'er must live!
"High Priest, what if the Lord gets angry?" Zhao Xingyun felt that this move was a bit reckless.
"Does he dare to question my crimes?" The high priest glanced at Zhao Xingyun.
“Alright, High Priest,” Zhao Xingyun conceded.
Although the leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect is the sovereign, the high priest's prestige within the sect is no less than that of the sovereign.
"Action!" The high priest raised his bone staff, and in the next moment, countless people dressed in black robes with red trim rushed out of the woods and toward the camp.
"Princess Rongchang, something terrible has happened! Someone has attacked the camp!" Yun Qingran was already asleep when a guard outside the tent shouted in panic.
Yun Qingran, who was sleeping with her clothes on and holding the Zhanlang Sword, suddenly opened her eyes when she heard the sound, and then immediately got up.
She ran out with her sword and saw many people in black robes with red trim. They all wore black fang masks, carried torches, and were heading towards the camp with murderous intent.
“Young Miss, judging from their clothes, they are from the Heavenly Demon Sect.” Xuan Ling also got up when he heard the voice. He came to Yun Qingran and stood in front of her, his voice trembling.
"It's that cult again." Yun Qingran gritted her teeth, then said to Xuanling, "Xuanling, go protect Yun Xiyue and Nangong Ye, especially Nangong Ye. You absolutely cannot let him die."
If Nangong Ye dies, the situation will be serious. At worst, it could reignite the war; at least, Beiyin would have to pay compensation to Nanchu.
"Young Miss, please be careful," Xuanling said worriedly.
"Don't worry, your young lady is highly skilled in martial arts." Yun Qingran nodded to Xuan Ling.
"Please don't die, or I'll die too," Xuanling said with a bitter face.
He was poisoned by Yun Qingran, and if Yun Qingran doesn't give him the antidote, he will die.
"Get lost." Yun Qingran kicked him. She thought he was genuinely concerned about her, but it turned out he was only after her antidote. What a heartless bastard!
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