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But even so, the Emperor was still very angry.

Because he felt that Mu Ming's actions were just to slap his face again …

He was the one who personally arranged the marriage of the princess, so why was he making such a fuss for him at this time? Wasn't this just openly slapping him in the face?

That was why he needed to get angry. At the very least, he needed to get angry inside this teahouse.

He knew that most of the people in this teahouse were arranged by some people, and he also knew that the owner of this teahouse accepted money from others. So he needed to get angry, because he really wanted to know who had arranged this.

Even though he already knew, this matter must have been arranged by the crown prince.

However, he wanted to see evidence. He was a very cautious person, so he couldn't rashly make a move like this.

The emperor's face was filled with anger. He waved his sleeve and the teacup on the table fell to the ground.

The crisp sound was naturally very loud, loud enough to cause everyone in the teahouse to stop.

At the same time that they stopped, the Emperor became a little angry from embarrassment. Of course, this was also an act.

With the emperor gone, there would be nothing left to sing about the play.

After accepting the money from others, they would naturally sing for others. After the spectator left, the performer could naturally leave as well.

In a split-second, the teahouse that had been bustling with noise a moment ago became frighteningly quiet.

The owner of the teahouse didn't care about any of this. He just nonchalantly told his servants to clean up the mess before continuing to plan his plans on the counter.

Today was a profitable day. After all, this tea was considered as money.

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Walking out of the teahouse, the emperor's face was still unsightly. The people around him were trembling with fear, but there was only one person who did not look like this. He knew that the emperor was not angry at this moment.

This man was a eunuch serving by the emperor's side. If he did not have this ability, how could he have served by the emperor's side for so long? Accompanying Jun Ruohuan and Tiger was just a small talk.

After walking for a while, the anger on the emperor's face slowly disappeared. It was replaced by a dark expression.

The eunuchs who were serving beside the emperor knew that the emperor was the one who was the most difficult to mess with at this moment, because he was currently angry.

Having followed the emperor for so many years, he was rather familiar with his small habits.

When the Emperor was angry, he would appear to be very calm. The calmer he was, the angrier he would become.

At the same time, the emperor's right pinky would unconsciously move.

This was something that even the emperor himself did not know, but he did.

And now, the Emperor was sufficiently calm, and his pinky was unconsciously moving as well.

After a moment, the Emperor smiled and said, "Tell me, who do you think will be the one to do this?"

He knew that the emperor seemed to be asking him who did this, and which prince did it, but the emperor was actually asking the emperor himself, the emperor did not need a talkative servant to give him an answer, because as long as the emperor felt that what was right was right, then it must be wrong, and what was wrong was also wrong. If the emperor felt that what was wrong was wrong, then it was wrong, and what was right was also wrong.

Sure enough, the emperor didn't get the eunuch's reply and continued, "Tell me, is it really that easy to make a chair? "Why does my son want to sit in this chair?"

This time, the eunuch was even more afraid to reply. How could a eunuch like him say such things?

To put it bluntly, no matter how much those princes wanted to be emperors, no matter how much they were despised by the emperors, they were still the sons of the emperors. Just a servant.

If he dared to interrupt at this time, if he could not kill them all, then he would have to wait for their revenge. Any one of them would be able to kill him, and neither the emperor nor the princes liked to talk too much.

Without an answer, the Emperor fell silent.

The rain continued to fall from the sky, causing the hearts of the people to be in a state of panic.

The Emperor returned to the palace.

The Crown Prince sat there, with Feng Jiaojiao standing beside him. The middle aged advisor was standing below and talking about what had happened.

"Your Highness, the matter has succeeded."

"Success?"

"That's right, your subordinate personally saw the emperor leave in a fit of anger. Before he left, he even smashed the teacup."

The Crown Prince didn't think too much about it. After all, this kind of reaction was what a true emperor should do.

This was too normal.

Without further ado, he waved his hand and dismissed the middle-aged advisor.

The middle-aged man sighed but didn't say anything.

He went back to his room, collected his bow, left without saying goodbye.

After being blinded for so long, he no longer had the qualifications to be a chess player. However, if you let him be a chess piece, how could a proud and arrogant person like him bear with it?

It was better to go than to go.

The long street was full of people. Xuanyuan Jing walked with extreme fatigue.

She knew that she had to settle her marriage and that she had to tell the emperor herself, but what could she say? She was depressed because she seemed to have no reason to tell the Emperor that she was not satisfied with the marriage.

Right at this moment, a group of people passed by.

These people weren't important, but what they said made Xuanyuan Jing very happy, because she seemed to have found a reason that could make the emperor agree to not give her any more marriages.

She thought, if the Emperor knew that this Mu Ming was a romantic person, he probably wouldn't allow marriage, right?

Fortunately, although she was naïve, she had the quality that her royal brother had given her: a lion fighting a rabbit. She had to go all out, so she was well-prepared.

Not too far away was the palace gate. Xuanyuan Jing straightened her clothes and slowly walked in.

After travelling for a short distance, she met the eunuch next to the emperor. She hurriedly walked over to him and asked, "Is royal father in the imperial study?"

When the eunuch saw Xuanyuan Jing, he immediately bowed and said, "Reporting to Your Highness, His Majesty is currently in the royal study, however, his mood does not seem to be very good."

Xuanyuan Jing frowned. She should not have disturbed the emperor at a time like this, but she had a strange feeling that if she did not find the emperor now, he would have lost his best chance.

At this moment, she could no longer be bothered with other matters. Nodding towards the eunuch, she headed in the direction of the imperial study.

The emperor sat there, looking at the imperial reports in his hands. However, his thoughts weren't on the imperial reports. They were all on the princess and Mu Ming's marriage. Should he do this or not?

Just as the emperor was determined to sacrifice the princess, a eunuch came to report outside the door …

"Your Majesty, the Princess requests an audience."

The emperor frowned as he looked in the direction of the entrance. He sighed and said, "Forget it. Let her in."

After receiving permission, Xuanyuan Jing tidied her clothes and entered the room. The moment she entered, before the emperor could even react, Xuanyuan Jing had already kneeled on the ground and started crying.

The emperor was confused. What was going on?

The emperor regained his senses and looked at Xuanyuan Jing: "Jing Er, what's going on? Who bullied you? Tell royal father to help you punish him? "

It had to be said that Xuanyuan Jing's strategy was very successful. He instantly pulled back the emperor's memories of her childhood. Back then, Xuanyuan Jing was also this kind of a little girl who loved to cry.

When Xuanyuan Jing heard the emperor's gentle tone, she knew that his plan had succeeded by half. With red eyes, she looked at the emperor and said, "Royal father, this son saw that thing when I went out today. That … Mu Ming was holding onto a girl's hand so tightly that he felt intimate. This son of mine had even heard people say that Mu Ming was a romantic and flowery person. This son of mine … "Your son."

Before he could finish his words, he had already left enough room for the emperor to imagine. This was enough for the emperor to imagine.

The emperor was suspicious, why was Xuanyuan Jing able to hear all these things just by going out? Who the hell was doing this?

It was just that the emperor did not have time to think about these things, and taking care of Xuanyuan Jing was the most important thing.

Immediately, he watched as Xuanyuan Jing gently helped Xuanyuan Jing up and said to Xuanyuan Jing: "So old, to actually cry when something happens." He then sighed and looked at Xuanyuan Jing: "Jing Er, what do you think of this matter?"

Xuanyuan Jing knew in her heart that she definitely could not raise a request at this time. No matter how merciful the emperor was at this time, she would not be able to make a request, because this was an emperor. Even if this emperor had another identity, it would still be the same for his father.

Xuanyuan Jing looked at the emperor and asked: "What did royal father say about this?"

The emperor's heart was even softer. This daughter of hers had been worrying him since she was young. Otherwise, would she give up on this marriage?

However, the emperor also hesitated a little. He looked at Xuanyuan Jing and said, "royal father wants to hear your opinion, after all, this is a huge matter for all. If royal father really wants you to marry Mu Ming, what will you do?"

Xuanyuan Jing knew that this was the time to truly decide the outcome of the battle. She raised her head, and looked at the Emperor with her red eyes, with a resolute and calm expression on her face, "This son will obey father's wishes."

However, before the Emperor could heave a sigh of relief, Xuanyuan Jing continued, "But this son will commit suicide on the night of the wedding."

These words made the emperor's heart tighten.

He knew that his daughter definitely wasn't speaking empty words. If he really did marry her to Mu Ming, she would definitely commit suicide on the night of their wedding.

But if that was the case, what was the point of him marrying his daughter to Mu Ming?

This was not a way to win him over, this was a form of enmity!

The emperor quietly looked at Xuanyuan Jing and felt a bit of anger in his heart. However, when he saw Xuanyuan Jing's red eyes, that bit of kindness in his heart returned.

After a while, he looked at Xuanyuan Jing and sighed: "Whatever, since you are not willing to marry Mu Ming, then it's fine. Father will also not force you, after all, this is a big matter that you have to take care of for your entire life, so royal father will not force you to make a decision."

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Jing's heart was completely at ease. She knew that this matter had already succeeded, she wouldn't break off another's relationship with them.

She immediately let out a breath of relief as she looked at the emperor and said, "Thank you, father, for your grace."

The emperor sighed but didn't say anything. This matter, let her be.

He then waved his hand and said to Xuanyuan Jing: "Alright, you can leave. I will tell the outside that Mu Ming is not worthy to be my royal princess."

Xuanyuan Jing did not care about all that anymore and left.