Chapter 1372 - The Pitiful Nalan Zhanqian II

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

In this life, she could not bear to see him strain himself. She only hoped for him to live a peaceful life, and that would be enough.

Nothing more.

“Father.” Feng Ruqing pondered before continuing, “It’s better if Chen’er remains a prince. He will not do as a crown prince.”

The ministers below them agreed with Feng Ruqing’s words.

After all… before the appearance of this prince, the whole of Liu Yun Kingdom belonged to the princess. Even if she was a woman, she was capable of becoming an empress.

Now with the appearance of a prince, there was competition. She would most definitely be upset.

Feng Ruqing was not bothered by these ministers’ thoughts. She paused before shifting her gaze to the man with bloodshot eyes and seemed to be battered all over, Nalan Zhangqian.

“I think that our uncle is still young and full of vigor. If you want to concentrate on your cultivation, why not let our uncle continue managing the country? I’m sure our uncle would feel sorry and be willing to take up this task for his long-lost nephew.”

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Nalan Zhangqian was speechless.

At that moment, Nalan Zhangqian was so close to resigning out of anger.

‘What the f*ck do you mean by full of vigor!?

‘This father and daughter of the Feng family are all terrible people!’

“You bunch of dogs…”

He resentfully pointed at Feng Tianyu and Feng Ruqing. Before he could finish his words, the old general Nalan threw an angry fist at Nalan Zhanqian’s head.

“Stupid brat, who are you trying to scold? One of them is my son-in-law, the other my granddaughter. I dare you to spout even one sentence of reproach! Just do what you’re told to do, stop babbling!”

Nalan Zhangqian held his head and looked at the old man, feeling aggrieved. “Father, am I really your biological son?”

“What?” The old man snorted and said sarcastically, “You don’t want to tire yourself so you want to tire my granddaughter or my grandson? I’m telling you, Nalan Zhangqian, you have to bear this task for them!”

“Father!” Nalan Zhangqian raged. “Do you have any idea how long I have not kept my Dai’er company? How long have I not spent time with my wife? I promised Dai’er to give her a younger sister, but you have made me work in the place of Feng Tianyu, that dog of an emperor. Have you ever considered my feelings? I too need my wife’s love!”

Everyone was speechless.

It seemed that Nalan Zhangqian’s rage was wild. So much so that he even called the emperor a dog.

However, Feng Tianyu seemed to not have heard it as a smile graced his handsome face. “Then, that’s settled! Brother-in-law, Liu Yun Kingdom will continue to be in your care for the days to come as I still need to tour the lands and have fun with my empress.”

Nalan Zhangqian had to stifle this fit of anger within him with no means of venting. His tears of sorrow and grievance almost fell as his eyes were red.

Suddenly, Nalan Zhangqian recalled that moment on the battlefield years ago where this dog emperor held his sister and passed him by, saying…

“Brother-in-law, you’ve done well.”

It was ridiculous that he had felt touched back then. If he had known that today would come…’Hah! I’d rather continue guarding the borders than return to Liu Yun Kingdom!’

To him, battles were so much easier than handling national affairs!

In battles, he could do as he pleased, but if he were careless in national affairs, countless people would have to suffer.

“Feng Tianyu…” Nalan Zhangqian’s voice sounded lethargic, yet the fury in his eyes never ceased. “You heartless bunch are just trying to push me over the edge, aren’t you? Are you still an emperor of a kingdom? How could you just throw the country to a minister like me?”

Feng Tian smiled and said, “You’re right, Brother-in-law! Why don’t I abdicate and give you the throne?”

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