northernbook Chapter 145 Unruly, Ruthless, and Cunning Prince (Gong) VS Debauched, Insane, and Sickly Emperor (Sh
Chapter 145 Unruly, Ruthless, and Cunning Prince (Gong) VS Debauched, Insane, and Sickly Emperor (Sh
He never expected that his own dear sister would still dig this pit for him.
Jiang Xiyu sighed softly, walked up to Xie Chenyao, looked him up and down for a moment, then reached out and hooked his chin, lifting his face up.
Xie Chenyao's expression was cold and aloof, but the moment Jiang Xiyu's fingertips touched him, a hint of disgust and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
Today, he went out to see his mentor off as he left the capital, but he never expected to encounter Princess Ronghua on his way home. Without saying a word, the princess ordered her men to tie him up, without even giving him a chance to speak.
Although he doesn't go out often, it's common knowledge that His Majesty is fond of homosexuality.
Now that I've seen it with my own eyes, it's even more absurd than I imagined; both siblings are like that.
Xie Chenyao had seen his father stay up late in his study, and he had also seen him sighing under the moon, worrying about the fate of the Great Liang Dynasty. When his back was bent, it was as if he was being suffocated by the weight of the country.
But the ruler of Daliang was so incompetent and foolish, indulging in sensual pleasures all day long. He did not shoulder the responsibility of Daliang, nor did he care about the suffering of the people, nor did he value the loyalty of his subjects.
The places that had been touched felt like they were being gnawed on by insects and ants. Xie Chenyao felt a surge of resentment and raised his eyes to look directly at the emperor.
It was an almost rude act, but he did it anyway.
He wanted to know just how absurd this tyrannical ruler really was.
In the instant their eyes met, he frowned, as if he hadn't expected it.
Jiang Xiyu did not blame him for his rude behavior, but simply released his hand and ordered someone to untie Xie Chenyao.
"Anyone who speaks out about today's events will be killed."
When the emperor speaks, no one dares to disobey.
Those present knelt down to receive the imperial decree.
Xie Chenyao remained standing there, brushing his sleeves, his once spotless white robes now stained with some dirt.
Ronghua was puzzled and went up to ask him why he was angry.
Jiang Xiyu's eyes turned slightly cold. After turning the ring on his finger for a while, he lowered his voice and said, "My dear sister, do you know who he is?"
"He is the young master of the Prime Minister's residence. You tie him up and hand him over to me. The Prime Minister must not kill himself in front of the palace to remonstrate with me."
At this point, Jiang Xiyu felt a headache coming on.
Ronghua hadn't expected that the person he randomly kidnapped would be the Prime Minister's son, and his face immediately turned ugly: "Then, what should we do, Your Majesty? That old man will definitely start nagging you again, and he might even impeach me severely this time."
"It's alright." Jiang Xiyu patted her hand to comfort her, and then said, "I will handle today's matter myself."
Jiang Xiyu took Xie Chenyao away from the princess's residence.
Just as he was about to board the carriage, Xie Chenyao stopped moving.
Jiang Xiyu stepped onto the carriage, glanced at him sideways, and frowned as she asked, "What, you don't want to ride in the same carriage as me?"
Xie Chenyao bowed respectfully to him, hesitated for a moment, and was about to say that it was no trouble for His Majesty.
Jiang Xiyu stepped into the carriage, his voice coming faintly through the curtain, his tone leaving no room for argument: "Get in."
Xie Chenyao boarded the carriage, but sat in the place furthest from the emperor.
Jiang Xiyu wasn't annoyed. She rested her chin on her hand and subtly observed him for a moment, finding him quite satisfactory.
Gentle and reserved, yet possessing hidden brilliance, he was an exceptionally talented individual in the original world.
If we were to say who in the court would be suitable to succeed the prime minister in the future, it would undoubtedly be his son.
If Yuan Huan is the number one person under the throne, why can't he also be the number one person under his own throne?
If Xie Chenyao can truly be used by me, then in the future I will be able to control at least most of the civil officials in the court.
The problem is precisely this bad first impression.
Even though we're so far apart, it's like I'm afraid I'll eat him up.
Jiang Xiyu gave a mocking laugh for a moment, then tapped the table with his finger and said, "Come here and make me some tea."
Xie Chenyao obeyed the order and stepped forward to make him tea.
Jiang Xiyu slowly sipped her tea.
The tea is indeed excellent.
He gestured for Xie Chenyao to pour another cup.
He pushed the cup of new tea in front of Xie Chenyao.
The hand that was pushing the white jade teacup was so long and beautiful. A red dot on the tip of the middle and ring fingers was as eye-catching as snow falling on red plum blossoms. It looked like a man's hand, which was so white and pampered.
In an instant, such thoughts flashed through Xie Chenyao's mind, but before he could recover his thoughts, a voice that was completely different from the cold voice just now rang out.
Jiang Xiyu said gently, "Ronghua did not mean it. I will personally explain today's events to the Prime Minister."
"Consider this cup of tea an apology."
"Your subject Yao dares not."
Jiang Xiyu replied, "Don't refuse me."
Xie Chenyao frowned, but politeness prevailed.
Jiang Xiyu looked out the window and suddenly said softly, "I know you are angry. If you are not satisfied, I will kill those servants who offended you."
His tone was nonchalant, yet it carried a subtle threat.
Xie Chenyao understood and immediately refused: "Your Majesty, you must not."
Jiang Xiyu lowered her eyes and smiled slightly: "Then you're not angry anymore."
Xie Chenyao was slightly taken aback.
……
After seeing everyone off, Jiang Xiyu returned to his palace.
He was exhausted and intended to rest for a while after the maid helped him remove his outer garment, but then the Grand Eunuch Zhuosheng stepped forward and reminded him, "Your Majesty, the Crown Prince of Beiyuan has arrived."
Jiang Xiyu then remembered the person who had stopped her carriage earlier that day; she hadn't expected them to come directly to the palace.
That's true. In the end, it was the royal family that lost face by refusing the marriage.
No matter how arrogant Yuan Huan was, he still had to put on a good show.
Jiang Xiyu didn't turn around. He closed his eyes, looking rather tired, and then said, "Then let him wait a while."
The chief eunuch hesitated, as if he wanted to speak but then stopped.
Jiang Xiyu asked, "What?"
"The Crown Prince has already been waiting in the Xuanzheng Hall for half an hour. If he waits any longer, I'm afraid..."
Half an hour?
Jiang Xiyu calculated the time and guessed that Yuan Huan would enter the palace shortly after he went to the princess's residence.
The maid knelt before him, hesitating whether to remove the emperor's waist sash.
Jiang Xiyu raised his chin slightly, his posture languidly indicating for her to continue.
No matter how urgent things are, we have to wait until he changes into his casual clothes before we talk.
The maidservant bowed her head respectfully, her cheeks instantly turning a deep red.
She inadvertently caught a glimpse of the emperor's long, crescent-shaped eyes, their pupils clear as glass, the curve at the corners of his eyes shallow yet alluring.
No wonder those who served before the palace could never forget His Majesty's face.
Seeing this, the chief eunuch had no choice but to obey the order and go to the Xuanzheng Hall.
Yuan Huan sat down in the chair with a commanding air, his eyes sharp and extremely impatient.
After hearing the chief eunuch's words, he stood up coldly and said, "Since His Majesty does not come to see me, it is only right that I, as his subject, go to pay my respects in person."
After saying this, he strode out of the Xuanzheng Hall, with Zhao Bai and Le Yuan following behind him.
The chief eunuch's face darkened, and he hurriedly followed behind, shouting, "No! Your Highness, no! His Majesty is changing his clothes..."