"So, Ninth Brother, I beg you, I beg you, for the sake of Father, help me set things right and help our royal family, the Shang family, to cleanse its bloodline, okay?" Shang Xiche pleaded humbly, his eyes revealing an unprecedented sincerity of remorse.
Having witnessed how Shang Xiche had targeted Shang Xiye and schemed against Yao'er, Ji Fengming scoffed at this and expressed his inability to forgive it.
Ji Fengyao was also very reluctant for Shang Xiye to return to the capital and get involved in that mess. The people in the capital were all wolves and tigers, and apart from the infant Xiao Shisan, none of them had clean hands.
But Ji Fengyao knew:
Given Shang Xiye's familial nature, he will definitely agree to this.
After all, both his master in his past life and the prince in his present life were kind-hearted people. Even if he already knew that the late emperor was not his biological father, he would still repay the late emperor's kindness in raising him.
"I can agree to your request," Shang Xiye said, giving the answer everyone expected. However, he paused and added, "But only after I have gathered all the medicinal herbs for Yao Yao and ensured her safety."
That's more like it!
Just as Ji Fengming was about to unleash his fury, he instantly withdrew the eighty-meter-long sword that he had almost drawn.
My brother-in-law finally behaved himself and knew what was important and urgent, putting his sister first in everything.
"Ninth Princess Consort... what happened to her?" Shang Xiche looked at Ji Fengyao with great confusion.
The little female bandit had a rosy complexion and looked playful, lively, and energetic. She was even more beautiful than before and didn't look sick at all. Why did Ninth Prince say it was so serious?
"Your Majesty need not know about this matter," Shang Xiye coldly cut off Shang Xiche's curiosity, his expressionless face as if what he was about to say was something that had nothing to do with him: "Since Your Majesty has asked me to set things right, you must also leave a personal letter explaining the reasons and designating the next heir to the throne. After I finish dealing with Yao Yao's matter, I will go to the capital myself."
As he spoke, Shang Xiche took out a writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone from his storage ring and placed them in front of him, then freed his right hand from its heavy restraints.
Shang Xiche picked up his brush and began writing the imperial edict.
The others weren't interested and changed the subject to something else.
Shang Xiye and Ji Fengyao's attention was temporarily drawn to the new topic everyone was discussing.
Ma Chengrao, however, showed little interest in the imperial court and the missile history of these young people, his eyes darting around from time to time.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Shang Xiche, who was halfway through writing the imperial edict. His flowing handwriting suddenly paused, and he looked up to meet Shang Xiche's gaze.
His eyes were filled with incomprehension, doubt, and astonishment, and also vaguely concealed endless ferocity.
Ma Chengrao's heart skipped a beat. Just as he was about to remind everyone, Shang Xiche flicked the pen in his hand at Ma Chengrao.
A trace of ink, yet imbued with demonic energy, rushed straight towards Ma Chengrao's brow.
Ma Chengrao stared blankly into Shang Xiche's completely black eyes, utterly bewildered, unable to look away or utter a word.
Almost at the same moment Shang Xiche unleashed that wisp of demonic energy to attack Ma Chengrao.
Black Owl's expression shifted.
He acted even more swiftly, quickly flashing in front of Ma Chengrao and unleashing a burst of spiritual energy that completely shattered the demonic energy!
"I never imagined that the demon seed would actually grant you the power to cultivate the Demon Exorcism Body." Shang Xiche threw down the pen and the half-written edict in his hand, stood up, and instantly broke free of all the restraints on his body.
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