Shen Su spoke solemnly, "I said, I will not request permission to return to the country."
He suddenly found the person in front of him somewhat interesting.
Suddenly, the thought popped into my head that I should stay and think it over.
Upon seeing this, Leng Qingning simply replied with an "oh".
If you don't want to reply, then you don't have to.
Whether she comes back or not has little to do with her!
She was merely offering a suggestion; she simply didn't want to hear the people of Li complaining behind her back about themselves and Yue Kingdom.
"Alright, I'm leaving now. Remember to bring him here tomorrow."
After Leng Qingning finished speaking, she nodded slightly to the two of them and then led Biluo out of the courtyard...
As Shen Su watched the two leave, the envoy couldn't help but ask, "Young Master, has Her Highness taken a liking to the Holy Son?"
No.
The envoy breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good."
"Then what does she need people for?"
"Close the door and go inside to talk." Shen Su turned his back and walked into the inner room.
"Alright, Your Highness."
………
The next day, Shen Su personally led a group of people to escort the Holy Son to Langya Mansion.
Seeing Wen Yanche again still amazed him.
Needless to say, the Holy Son kneeling in the hall stared intently at him.
Wen Yanche ignored his gaze, "Ning'er, what is this?"
"He is the Holy Son who escaped from the Kingdom of Li. I will bring him into the palace to meet the Emperor in a moment."
"I see."
Knowing he was doomed, the holy son still tried to make a final struggle.
After all, you can never have too many husbands, what if you take a fancy to him?
So he used all his charm, adopting a weak and pitiful appearance, his eyes sending out a captivating signal, his seemingly innocent big eyes looking at Leng Qingning with watery eyes.
"Your Highness, I beg you to help me. Even if it means going to the Emperor, I beg you to say a few good words for me to save my life. Please, Your Highness."
"If Your Highness is willing to help me, I will do anything you ask."
He finished speaking and began to sob softly, trying to gain Leng Qingning's pity, but his eyes were always on the latter.
Shen Su's face fell instantly, and he hurriedly looked at Wen Yanche. Did this scoundrel still want to seduce His Highness at a time like this?
How shameless of them to try and save their lives!
He brought the people; surely the Lord of Langya Prefecture won't suspect anything?
Shen Suyou stood up and scolded him, "How dare you! Treason is a capital offense, how dare you act like this?" He then kicked the Holy Son over.
The Holy Son let out a weak scream, lay on the ground, and covered his chest with his hands. He said in a show of retreat, "Young Master, are you afraid that Your Highness will take me in? Young Master, you don't need to do this. I know that I have made a grave mistake and am not worthy of Your Highness. I dare not hope for anything."
He then looked up at Leng Qingning and said, "Your Highness, I only hope that you will have pity on me, even just a little bit. I am willing to serve as your servant to repay you."
“You…” Shen Su was so angry that he couldn’t speak.
Is this the holy son chosen by their Li Kingdom? So vain and cowardly.
This seductive behavior has utterly disgraced the Li Kingdom.
Shen Su's cheeks flushed red, and the knuckles of his hand pointing at the Holy Son turned white. He turned his head slightly to observe the reactions of Leng Qingning and Wen Yanche.
Leng Qingning's vision was insulted, and she frowned and exclaimed that it was an eyesore.
Not wanting to look at the Holy Son again, she turned her head and saw her husband watching her with an expression of amusement.
Ouch!
Wen Yanche teased, "Such a delicate beauty, Ning'er, are you willing to let him continue kneeling?"
Leng Qingning sighed, "Husband, please stop teasing me. Don't you know what kind of person I like?"
Even a dog with such affected mannerisms would avoid it.
Wen Yanche knew that Leng Qingning disliked pretentious men, so he couldn't get angry.
"Alright, I was just teasing you."
Seeing Leng Qingning's discomfitured expression, Wen Yanche affectionately stroked her hair and couldn't help but pinch her cheek, his eyes filled with doting affection.
Leng Qingning instantly transformed into a sweet girl, smiling as she looked at Wen Yanche.
Shen Su looked away, her cheeks flushing even redder, and a strange pang of sorrow rose in her heart.
The two of them were truly deeply in love and affectionate.
The Holy Son looked up at this scene, the two flirting in public, completely ignoring him. His innocent expression could no longer be maintained, turning into embarrassment and resentment.
Why is that man able to look like that?
This made him extremely resentful, and a look of resentment gradually appeared on his face.
Leng Qingning glanced casually, her peripheral vision catching the people below the hall staring at Wen Yanche with hostility.
The smile on her face immediately stopped, and she turned to look at the Holy Son.
Leng Qingning sneered. It's one thing to pretend, but how dare she hold a grudge against A-Che?
I think you're tired of living.
When the Holy Son saw her looking over, he thought she had changed her mind, so he immediately forced a smile and looked back at her.
"Your Highness, are you willing to help your subject?"
No.
"What?" The Holy Son was taken aback.
Leng Qingning coldly rebuked him, "You traitorous villain, what makes you think I would help you? How utterly ridiculous! You are not worthy."
"I advise you to confess the truth."
Upon hearing this, the Holy Son completely lost hope, his face suddenly turning cold, and all traces of his pitiful expression vanished.
"Since Your Highness is unwilling to help me, then I have no need to confess anything more. In any case, I am doomed anyway, ha!"
Leng Qingning had anticipated his response. She smiled faintly and said slowly, "There's a difference between dead ends. Are you sure you don't want to confess?"
The Holy Son clearly saw that although Leng Qingning was smiling, there was no smile in her eyes, and suddenly felt a chill down his spine.
"Wh...what do you mean?"
"If you know what's good for you, you'll obediently go to the palace and report the truth to the Empress Dowager, and I might grant you a proper burial. But if you dare not tell the truth..."
Leng Qingning leaned forward slightly, her eyes icy cold. "I will tear you apart by five horses and make you suffer a terrible death. After you die, I will throw your body to wild dogs to eat, and crush your bones into powder and scatter them in the latrine, so that you will be infamous for ten thousand years, never able to rise again, and never be able to enter the cycle of reincarnation."
"Furthermore, your family is still in the Li Kingdom. I will send people to exterminate your entire clan, leaving no one alive."
"If anyone dares to run, I will make them wish they were dead."
"I have ten thousand ways to torment people."
She chuckled again. "Whether you confess or not is up to you." With that, she casually lay back in her chair, awaiting his reply.
These words were extremely harsh, yet Leng Qingning said them with a smile, creating a stark contrast.
As soon as he finished speaking, the Holy Son's hair stood on end, his eyes widened in terror, his face turned ashen, and his body trembled like a leaf.
He was such a cowardly person that he almost wet himself upon hearing about this way of dying.
Shen Su was also quite surprised, looking at Leng Qingning with unfamiliarity. She was usually gentle and polite, and he never expected that these words would come out of her mouth...
He's completely different from the previous two times.
How ruthless!
But it must be said that these words are incredibly persuasive and effective against the timid.
The Holy Son below was so frightened that his face turned pale and he couldn't utter a word!
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