Liwey Qu

Part 27: Dong Yuo Kingdom

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The line of soldiers greeted Jing Xuan as he exited the carriage carrying him. His gaze was flat and sharp, sweeping across the soldier who was bowing respectfully. Looking to the left side, Jing Xuan smiled sinisterly as she found someone with a golden-embroidered black hanfu walking haughtily towards her. He's the Crown Prince, Mo Yanzhi.

"You're not late, brother." Yanzhi stopped when the distance between himself and Jing Xuan was only a few steps away. His eyes looked at the mother's other siblings in detail.

"Still the same, love bright clothes, eoh." Yanzhi smiled obliquely. A naughty impression is created behind his grin.

"You too, still like the dark ones," Jing Xuan said coldly. Yanzhi raised next to an eyebrow hearing Jing Xuan's tone of speech.

"Ouh, brother. You're still the same." Yanzhi chuckled softly, "it's still cold towards me, hate that I got that position, Crown Prince." Yanzhi spelled out the word crown prince in his speech. Jing Xuan still maintained her calm expression and looked at Yanzhi flatly.

Yanzhi is the same. The witty expression that had been displayed earlier by him turned flat and cold. His gray iris stared right into his brother's unique iris. Looking deeper, as if trying to ruffle his brother's mind just by being stared at. Yanzhi snorted, always like this. When he wants to know the feelings and even the thoughts of the person he is looking at, there is always a solid barrier that limits his path to go deeper.

Jing Xuan smiled obliquely finding an unfounded annoyance on Yanzhi's face.

"Still willing to try," Jing Xuan said. The man walked a step closer towards Yanzhi.

"Your aura is also still the same Crown Prince, not yet apart from that witch," Jing Xuan whispered softly but was still able to be heard by Yanzhi. Clenching hands. Yanzhi stared intently at Jing Xuan, he growled realizing it.

Jing Xuan, only this one human knows if he gained an edge after teaming up with a black magician. It was all he did because of his selflessness towards Jing Xuan. The god liked this one brother so much that he blessed Jing Xuan, giving his brother an edge.

Jing Xuan smiled understandably, she understood what made her brother like this. Teaming up with the black-flow magician who was out of nowhere, it was all because of Jing Xuan. Yanzhi wanted to be stronger than Jing Xuan.

"How many girls have you virgined to maintain that power," Jing Xuan said without aling aling. Yanzhi growled to the point of emitting a concentrated aura and made their surroundings surrounded by an uncomfortable aura. The soldiers who were not far from them felt it. It's uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

Jing Xuan was still calm, although it was actually deep in his heart that he was holding back the discomfort that came out of Yanzhi's body.

"That's none of your business," Yanzhi growled as he looked at Jing Xuan sharply. He was so angry that it felt like there would be fire coming out of his crown. The boiling level of his anger had already reached its limit. According to him Jing Xuan had gone too far, and had interfered too much with his life. Although he did not know how Jing Xuan knew that he had to sleep with a virgin to strengthen his strength, one thing was to realize Yanzhi.

Jing Xuan, his brother turned out to be pegging him. "How much do you know?" his tan growled, the aura he emitted getting more and more concentrated.

Honestly, Jing Xuan was already overcrowded about Yanzhi's treatment. Jing Xuan couldn't suppress that aura any longer. Fearing himself to be injured, Jing Xuan joined in his aura. The temperature around them that was already cold became cold as a result of Jing Xuan. Even the heat of the sun in the heat cannot eliminate the cold around them. The soldiers who could not bear to stay away slowly. They don't want to freeze to death.

For the royal members and the palace residents. The privilege of two people who face each other is no longer a secret. They considered both to have the blessing of a god so as to be invincible.

"It's too much." Jing Xuan looked at Yanzhi with her flat highlight. "Includes ...." Jing Xuan chose not to continue with her words. Starekiling. The soldiers who welcomed him were already far away, leaving him and Yanzhi in the middle of the palace's front yard.

"Included?" Yanzhi suppressed his words. The aura he released was getting more and more concentrated, he wanted to hear the continuation of the word. Jing Xuan was silent, staring at Yanzhi's face late. There is a clear implied anger behind the gray iris. Jing Xuan chuckled. In the redamnya aura that he had issued then walked leaving Yanzhi towards the main door that connects with the royal parliament room.

"WHAT DO YOU KNOW?!!" Yanzhi's voice boomed, as if there was lightning striking from his tone. Jing Xuan stopped stepping, glancing at Yanzhi from the corner of his shoulder.

"You'll get your ass back, Jing Xuan."

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Opening the door of the parliament room slowly, Jing Xuan was immediately faced with several ministers and Emperor Mo who was leaning haughtily on his throne. Emperor Mo's wrinkled face looked at Jing Xuan in shade. How much he missed the son he had always treated unfairly all this time. Yes ... Emperor Mo realized that any behavior he gave to Jing Xuan was unfair, always lying next to Yanzhi and his other sons. Though as far as his monitoring, Jing Xuan was the most influential in the expansion of Dong Yuo territory until it was as big as it is now.

"Come in my son" asked the Emperor. Jing Xuan gave a small nod at the doorway then walked slowly towards the emperor's throne. Jing Xuan paused as his steps were already close to the Emperor's proud seat. Ducking down while folding his hands in front of his head, Jing Xuan saluted.

"Stand," the Emperor asked and followed Jing Xuan. Jing Xuan's unique color-different iris stared flatly at Emperor Mo, making the Emperor's feelings pinch. The emperor knew that his son's cold attitude towards anyone was caused by him as well. Indirectly, he instilled a heartless attitude in the son who was born from the womb of the previous empress.

"What makes His Majesty bother to call me," Jing Xuan said calmly, the water of his face still remained flat even though the one standing before him was a god though.

"I'd like to ask you to set up my birthday party, son." Jing Xuan stared right at the Emperor's black bead. Chuckling, the Emperor began to rise from his throne walking slowly towards Jing Xuan. His hand gently patted the shoulder of his talented son. Cold, always like that.

"I want my daughter's son to take care of the party for me." Emperor Mo smilingly looked towards Jing Xuan's bead.

Jing Xuan nodded skeptically, then looked fixedly at Emperor Mo. "Do you lack a servant of His Majesty?" Jing Xuan asked flatly. Suddenly all the ministers in the room held their breaths hearing Jing Xuan's words. Emperor Mo had already removed his hand from Jing Xuan's shoulders, slightly shocked by this question his son was asking.

"I have no shortage of servants."

"Then ask the waiter to prepare your feast, Your Majesty." Back Emperor Mo was speechless, his words cut by Jing Xuan. "This prince doesn't want to trouble himself with such an insignificant event" he continued.

Emperor Mo simply chuckled awkwardly, his right hand sweeping across his nape that was somehow suddenly cold. He had already guessed this, Jing Xuan's stubborn attitude was domineering now. And Emperor Mo was unable to resist, seeing Jing Xuan's influence over the expansion of the territory as well as the confidence of the members of the occupation as well as the populace kept Emperor Mo from wrinkling even though Jing Xuan had knocked down his pride though.

"Thank God that I was present at that boring event, don't force me to join His Majesty. I'm not your errand boy." Jing Xuan pressed the errand boy's word on his sentence. His eyes were still staring flat at the middle-aged man who was now standing before him.

Emperor Mo smiled awkwardly, then turned towards his highness. "Go, I want to talk to you four-eyed. Come to my room after lunch." Jing Xuan nodded, back the white-browed man lowered his head by folding both of his hands in front of his head. Respectfully, after leaving without a word left the parliament room.

"Your Majesty, the 4th Prince has gone too far against you" said one of the ministers, who was appointed by another minister. Emperor Mo smiled smirkingly.

"I deserve it." The answer from Emperor Mo made the entire minister who was there as if he was struck by lightning. The emperor they knew was so crazy that honor could be ruined by his own flesh and blood?

"Alright, continue the pending discussion."

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Tbc ....

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