Shen Su's lips twitched. They really didn't treat him like an outsider.
The gaze returned to the Holy Son, and the sharp look in his eyes made the Holy Son feel uneasy.
"Young...Young Master, I have told the truth. Please, Young Master, spare me..."
The holy son, terrified, kowtowed and begged for mercy.
Before Shen Su could speak, Leng Qingning interjected, "Young Master Shen, could you do me a favor?"
A look of doubt crossed Shen Su's face.
Upon hearing this, the Holy Son was overjoyed. Could it be that His Highness had taken a liking to him?
Great! There's hope!
The Holy Son looked at Leng Qingning with gratitude, a hint of inappropriate tenderness appearing on his face.
The next second, Leng Qingning said coldly, "Let him live a few more days for now. I will take him to see the Emperor to explain the whole story, and then hand him over to the Young Lord for disposal. Is that alright?"
The light in the Holy Son's eyes went out, and his eyelashes drooped weakly.
Shen Su hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
Leng Qingning looked at the Holy Son; he had to live to be a witness.
He had just been thinking about how to secretly kill Leng Qinghan, but then he thought of his beloved mother, the Empress...
Leng Qinghan is, after all, the Empress's daughter. Killing her directly would leave people confused and might upset the Empress.
Given how much she loves her mother, it's necessary for her to know the truth.
Moreover, if the assassination were to become known, he would be branded as someone who murdered his sister.
It's not worth it for someone like Leng Qinghan.
Leng Qinghan has committed such a grave mistake; let the Empress Mother decide her fate.
Just then, the door was pounded on.
"Open the door!"
The group suddenly stood up and retreated into the shadows, looking over warily.
"Are they the Fourth Prince's guards?" Biluo muttered softly.
"Who is it?" Shen Su asked in a deep voice.
"Young lord, it is your subject. Open the door."
"Who?" Leng Qingning asked.
Shen Su breathed a sigh of relief. "They are our country's envoys."
The gate opened, and the envoy walked in with ease, lifting the hem of her skirt.
"Young Master, I rushed over as soon as I received the news, and I knew you were here."
"How is it, Young Master? Has that damned Holy Son been captured yet?"
The two entered the courtyard, and the envoy saw the Holy Son still kneeling on the ground, and was instantly filled with rage.
He strode up and slapped the Holy Son hard across the face.
"Lord Qian, you..." The Holy Son's head was knocked to the side, and his pale left cheek immediately turned red.
Normally, these adults would kneel and bow before him, but now they're actually hitting him?
He is not convinced!
"You damned traitor! You've ruined us all! You even dragged our young lord into this mess, forcing him to take your place in the marriage alliance. You rebellious villain, our young lord has no one to confide in about his immense grievances..."
The envoy said that on purpose, purely to curry favor with Shen Su.
Before this, she genuinely felt indignant on behalf of Shen Su.
However, she changed her mind after the New Year's Eve banquet. Now she doesn't think so. She feels that it's not a burden at all, and that the young king of Dayue is very good.
But since her young master was still angry, she would put on an act to cheer him up.
She added, "Our young lord has been so angry since he came to Dayue that he's lost weight and was forced to marry someone else. You scoundrel, you deserve to die ten thousand times over."
As she spoke, she wanted to hit him again.
Turning his head slightly, the envoy saw two figures standing in the darkness under the tree, which startled him.
Who are you?
Leng Qingning stepped out of the shadows, looking at her with a faint smile, and then at Shen Su.
His expression was meaningful.
"Um," the envoy said uncertainly, craning his neck to get a closer look at Leng Qingning.
"Oh dear!" She immediately jumped aside in fright. "Your Highness...Your Highness?!"
What are you doing here?
“Ask him.” Leng Qingning pointed at Shen Su with a forced smile.
Fine, you're the ones who want a marriage alliance, and you're the ones who complain.
It's one thing to refuse a marriage proposal in public, but it's understandable and forgivable!
But afterwards, they always act as if they were forced, which is a bit intolerable.
"Shen Su, have I ever forced you?"
Upon hearing Leng Qingning's sudden question, the envoy's brow twitched. Oh dear, he had misspoke.
Who knew the young king was here!
He hurriedly pretended to slap himself in the face and said with a fawning smile, "Your Highness, please don't be angry. I was just talking nonsense. Our young lord doesn't think that way at all."
I don't know if this explanation makes sense...
Leng Qingning gave a light snort and looked at Chen Su, "I'm asking you."
Shen Su had a bit of a headache. He glared at the envoy and pouted, saying, "No."
Leng Qingning said unhappily, "Then why do you always act like you're being forced? My Da Yue didn't ask your Li Kingdom to send people here."
"Yes, yes, yes," the envoy quickly replied. "It was because His Majesty wished to establish friendly relations with your country that he sent the Holy Son as tribute. However, this Holy Son truly deserves to die. Your Highness, please calm your anger."
"Stop changing the subject." Leng Qingning snapped at the envoy, then walked past him to stand in front of Shen Su.
She looked at him with a slightly cold gaze.
"Since you are so unwilling, then request permission to return to your country. Your mother is not an unreasonable ruler, and my Great Yue is not a country that bullies the weak. Your mother can make up for the tribute separately; it doesn't necessarily have to be sent to others."
Leng Qingning put her hands behind her back and looked at him coldly, "We have plenty of people in Dayue."
Shen Su was stunned by Leng Qingning's imposing aura; she looked just like a wildcat with its fur standing on end.
It's kind of cute for some reason~
"I didn't mean that, you misunderstood..." Shen Su explained weakly.
"Oh, I am neither blind nor deaf."
Leng Qingning, feeling resentful, turned her head slightly away and stopped looking at him.
Who is he? He is, after all, a young ruler of a country. No one forced him. If we have to say he was forced, it was his own mother, the empress.
"I'm sorry, don't be angry~" Shen Su said softly.
He couldn't offer any further explanation, because that was indeed what he had thought before.
The envoy was dumbfounded by Shen Su's complete change in attitude.
Shen Su looked at the envoy and said, "Why don't you come over here and apologize to His Highness?"
"oh oh."
The envoy jogged over and said, "I'm sorry, Your Highness. I spoke without thinking. Please forgive me."
Leng Qingning remained expressionless. "I have said everything I needed to say. You may go and request permission from the Emperor tomorrow. That's all."
"Oh right." I almost forgot about an important person.
“Him.” Leng Qingning pointed at the Holy Son, “Remember to bring him to my residence tomorrow. It’s too late today, and it’s inconvenient for me to take him back.”
"What do you want him to do?" the envoy asked hastily.
Could it be that His Highness has taken a fancy to this damned Holy Son?
What about the young lord?
The envoy looked alarmed. He had already been tormented by the stunningly handsome emperor last time, and now he had to add a holy son to the mix.
What should we do?!
"Ask your young master." Leng Qingning was too lazy to explain and turned to leave.
The envoy became even more certain of his thoughts and stammered for a long time before being unable to speak.
Shen Su was unaware of the envoy's thoughts.
However, he had his own considerations.
He took two steps forward, blocking Leng Qingning's path, and said firmly, "I'm not leaving."
Leng Qingning stopped. "What did you say?"
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