C147 Bad intuition

Xuanyuan Chen glanced at Xie Qingrong, and saw a flash of astonishment and envy in his eyes.

Lifting up the wine cup in front of Xie Qingrong, she stroked the cup lightly and said very gently: "Ye Ningyu is also considered the legal and proper Princess Jing, everything about marriage is done according to etiquette. Why would A Rong be envious of their grand wedding? If A Rong likes it, once A Rong and this king get married, it will definitely be twice as grand as King Jing's. "

Xie Qingrong smiled and shook her head, then said: "There's no need to go through so much trouble and waste energy."

Xuanyuan Chen smiled lightly: "A Rong is worth the best."

Halfway through the banquet, Xuanyuan Jing came out to toast the guests. He brought the wine over to Xuanyuan Chen and Xie Qingrong, his handsome face carrying a trace of happiness, but his eyes blanketed with cold, "Third brother, this king offers you a cup, when will this king be able to drink Third Brother's and Miss Xie's wedding wine?"

Xuanyuan Chen held onto his wine cup, shaking it non-stop, he smiled: "Almost."

"Then This King shall congratulate you." Finished speaking, Xuanyuan Jing carried the wine to another guest table.

Compared to the bustling and lively scene outside, the bridal room seemed a little cold and desolate, the bridal veil over Ye Ningyu's head had already been removed, and although it was a peerlessly beautiful face that could topple nations, it was as cold as ice and frost, and the coldness in her beautiful eyes gradually spread.

Dong Mei worriedly looked at her ice-cold expression and advised: "Esteemed wangfei, today is the wedding day between you and the Prince, you must be happy."

Ye Ningyu lowered her eyes. Under the shine of the bright red candle flame, her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow over her face. She said indifferently: "Dong Mei, you may leave first.

Dong Mei looked at her young miss worriedly, but in the end, she still walked out.

Ye Ningyu's palm was already covered in red marks from being pinched by the long fingernails. Hearing the cheers from outside, she was still a little dazed, and couldn't believe that she had already married Xuanyuan Jing.

If not for Xie Qingrong's interference and Xuanyuan Chen's complete revulsion, she would not be in this state right now, the victim of the family, and Xuanyuan Jing's use of her.

She wouldn't let any of them go. He closed his eyes and covered up the hatred in them.

Xie Qingrong symbolically moved her chopsticks as she watched the fake smiles and faces of the guests bored to death. Then, she stood up and left.

Xuanyuan Chen followed closely behind, "A Rong, why did you come out?"

Xie Qingrong shook her head, and said somewhat helplessly: "The atmosphere inside, is too hypocritical, and hard to accept."

Xuanyuan Chen gently nodded, rubbed Xie Qingrong's little head, and pampered her: "Since A Rong doesn't like it, let's go back."

When he finished, Xuanyuan Chen squatted in front of Xie Qingrong. Xie Qingrong was puzzled, "Hmm?"

"A Rong, come up, I'll carry you. I don't think I've ever carried you on my back. " Xuanyuan Chen laughed faintly.

Seeing that, Xie Qingrong leaned on Xuanyuan Chen's back and wrapped his arms tightly around Xuanyuan Chen's neck.

Xie Qingrong slightly raised her head, and muttered with a tone close to reminiscence: "It seems like it's been a long time since I've seen such a starry sky."

Modern society, reinforced concrete, smog phenomenon is very serious, there are hardly any stars in the sky.

When Xuanyuan Chen heard Xie Qingrong's words of reminiscence, he immediately smiled and said gently: "We can watch this kind of starry sky together from now on."

"A Rong, in another forty days, you will be my wife." Xie Qingrong narrowed his eyes, the coldness at the tip of his eyebrows gradually disappearing.

Ever since Xuanyuan Jing and Ye Ningyu's wedding, the entire atmosphere of the imperial court had changed. Careful officials would realise that Xuanyuan Jing had started to show his true abilities, and had started to rope in the court officials and take care of political affairs.

Xuanyuan Jing and the Right Prime Minister started to suppress Xuanyuan Chen and Prime Minister Zuo behind him on the imperial palace. On the other hand, other than defending, Prime Minister Zuo did not do anything else.

Some of the more astute officials already noticed that the Heavenly Sage Kingdom was going to change.

Half a month later, in the morning court, the officials from the two factions began to fight for the crown prince's position. Some of the neutral officials were watching from the sidelines.

Emperor Xuanyuan sat on the Dragon Throne, the hand he used to grip the dragon's hilt tightly trembling, waves of dull pain on his head swept through his entire body like a tsunami.

The officials below were still arguing about Xuanyuan Chen and Xuanyuan Jing's character and behavior when they heard Emperor Xuanyuan coughing heavily. He immediately looked up and saw that Emperor Xuanyuan had stood up. His face was pale and his eyes were filled with anger, "Since we have not chosen the candidate to be the crown prince for so many months of discussions, we have decided on our own."

Hearing that, Xuanyuan Jing held tightly onto his own palm, the wind in his eyes swept across Xuanyuan Chen, but when he saw that Xuanyuan Chen was still as calm and composed as before, he instantly felt uneasy.

Could it be that his actions these past few days had produced no results at all?

Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Jing only felt his chest suffocating, his heart jumping to his throat.

The pain came.

"I have decided that the position of crown prince is not Xuan Yuan …" Before he finished his last word, Emperor Xuanyuan fainted on the Dragon Throne.

Emperor Xuanyuan dragged his exhausted body and endured for half a month. He was already at the end of his tether, and the words he had just said were his limit.

"Your majesty!" A shrill and shrill voice instantly resounded throughout the entire hall.

The officials and courtiers were all shocked.

Xuanyuan Jing's heart that was in his throat jumped back to his chest area. Luckily, it was just a bit away.

He let out a long breath, and just as he was about to look for Xuanyuan Chen's figure, he discovered that Xuanyuan Chen was already in the great hall. His eyes were filled with rage, and the depths of his eyes were filled with unease.

Xuanyuan Jing's handsome eyebrows slightly raised, tsk, it turned out that this third brother of his was also thrown into chaos. He had already gotten tired of seeing that calm and composed face of his, and couldn't wait to tear off the disguise on his face.

However, the smile on his face was suppressed by him, and he acted as if he was extremely heartbroken. He stumbled up the stairs in the great hall, and shouted with extreme sadness: "Royal father, quickly wake up."

Inside the royal study, Emperor Xuanyuan laid on the dragon bed as he checked his pulse. In order to not obstruct the diagnosis of the Imperial Doctor Hu, Xuanyuan Chen and the others had already waited outside the screen for a long time.

Inside the Linglong Hall, the dignified and virtuous Queen Zhangsun held a cup of tea in her hand. She blew lightly on it, blew away the steam coming from the tea, and took a sip.

However, there was always waves of stabbing pain in her heart. Just now, when she was embroidering, the thin needle had accidentally pierced her finger. She had an extremely bad premonition.