mtl008 Chapter 353 Princess Rouan 3
Chapter 353 Princess Rouan 3
His Highness followed the maid to the inner room to change clothes, and the eunuch hurriedly retreated.
The moment he came into contact with the cool spring breeze, the cold sweat on his body evaporated, giving him a feeling as if he were in winter.
He glanced around at the eunuchs and guards who had come with him, and felt a chill run through him.
Without even thinking, one knew that someone would deliver the conversation that had just taken place to the emperor's desk.
Your sweet little princess, who used to call you "father," has been so angered by you that she no longer calls you "father emperor" but "emperor." Are you going to take responsibility for this?
Do you want to die yourself, or do you want all three races to die together?
At this moment, the eunuch deeply regretted accepting the money from the Wang family.
If he hadn't taken their money, he wouldn't have unconsciously sided with them; otherwise, he wouldn't have been disliked by the little princess, and he wouldn't have missed the peach blossoms next spring.
That mere rich girl has ruined him!
The eunuch's legs were trembling, but he still had to put on a brave face.
He was afraid of upsetting the little princess again, and His Majesty felt that killing him wouldn't be enough to vent his anger, so he decided to give him a taste of corporal punishment.
The consequences were too terrifying for him to imagine.
Inside, with the help of her maids, Lingyi removed her long robe and put on new clothes and hairpins.
Outside, Wang Suizhi, without the princess's orders, naturally dared not leave without permission.
At this moment, he only regretted that he had learned martial arts since childhood and had such good hearing that he could hear the sound of fabric rubbing against flesh, the princess's faint breathing, and the clinking sounds of the maids touching hairpins.
He slowly closed his eyes and silently recited Taoist scriptures to calm the turmoil in his heart.
Before long, the tinkling of jade pendants grew louder as they approached, and a delicate fragrance wafted into Wang Suizhi's nostrils.
Gone was the fishy, sweet smell that had emanated from her brother's room; only a soft, sweet fragrance filled the room.
"Place him in a side room and wait for me to return."
After leaving her arrangements, Ling Yi left the room, leaving behind a silent space.
Once she was back in the swaying carriage, her carefully maintained princess demeanor finally crumbled, and she couldn't help but let out a muffled laugh.
She never imagined that she would meet him again under such circumstances.
Killing someone's brother and then kidnapping him is clearly banditry.
I wonder if he's still making effigies of her in the side room.
But it didn't matter. Ling Yi stretched her body and thought confidently: She is the lord, so why should that dead Wang Ying be compared to her?
What's in her hands is hers; she has a million ways to make this guy submit to her.
If you disagree...
Forced sex can be stimulating too.
"Your Highness." The carriage arrived in front of the palace, and Ling Yi got into a sedan chair. After passing through several gates, she finally arrived at the Emperor's study.
At this moment, the study contained not only the emperor, but also the crown prince who was giving her a meaningful look, and Wang Dao, who was looking down with utmost respect.
This old man will be arrogant and domineering from now on, deposing and installing emperors several times, making the Ling family dynasty a laughing stock, and laying a good foundation for his descendants to become emperors.
At this moment, however, he was merely an ordinary patriarch of a prominent family in his father's dynasty, and he dared not even breathe loudly after the death of his eldest son.
Therefore, politics requires not only skill but also longevity.
Look at her incredibly wise father, look at her elder brother who did his best to suppress the court, look at her elder brother who barely managed to fight to a draw with the powerful families—didn't they all lose the chance to dance the tap dance in the political arena because they died young?
On the contrary, this unremarkable old man, by living to the age of eighty, gave his family a huge boost, and was even posthumously honored as an emperor.
How can we not say that life is unpredictable?
Ling Yi looked at Wang Dao with a sigh, her eyes filled with indescribable complexity.
Seeing this, the Crown Prince quickly pulled her behind him and scolded in a low voice, "Why haven't you greeted your father yet?"
If your husband cheats on you, just kill him. I've never heard of a husband killing his father-in-law for cheating on his wife. Little princess, calm down.
"Greetings, Your Majesty." Ling Yi gave a perfunctory bow, her eyes never leaving Wang Dao, and said in a low voice, "Has Your Majesty come to question me? Rou'an knows her crime and begs Your Majesty for punishment."
"What are you saying?" The emperor stepped up from his chair and poked her forehead hard. "I haven't even mentioned that you're personally taking the risk, and you're already throwing a tantrum at me?"
Is there any daughter in the world more unfilial than you?
Ling Yi's neck was as long as a giraffe's, showing absolutely no intention of bowing to the emperor: "Then cut off my head and apologize to the Wang family head!"
The emperor was so angry he nearly fell over: "What nonsense are you spouting?"
"Wang Dao, speak up too!"
The head of the Wang family, who had been pretending to be a quail all along, knelt on the ground without the slightest hesitation.
"I have failed in my duty to educate my son, which has led him to commit a grave crime and be punished by the princess. This is my fault."
He kowtowed to Ling Yi: "Wang Ying has done such a thing. The princess's killing of him is to uphold the family tradition of the Wang family and to uphold the law for the world."
"The princess is not only innocent, but has rendered meritorious service!"
"I have come here for two reasons: first, to apologize to the princess; and second, to request Your Majesty to commend the princess for her exemplary conduct."
"The princess's actions are a model for the world; her merits must be rewarded to convince the people!"
Listening to the old man racking his brains to praise his son's killer, Ling Yi did not feel comfortable at all; on the contrary, she raised her vigilance to the highest level.
Even tigers don't eat their cubs, but this guy can abandon his own son so easily; he's worse than an animal.
and……
The old woman who is now apologizing probably has no idea what precious treasure of the Wang family she killed.
The parents of the founding emperor of the Wang family, your Wang family's "wise ruler" who established the country is gone, are you angry or not?
The nearly fifty-year-old head of the Wang family pressed his forehead against the cold ground, his heart unmoved.
Wang Ying, as the eldest son of the royal family, acted without discretion and was discovered by the princess in his illicit affair; he deserved to die.
He cannot be the eldest son if he cannot inherit the family business, and he will not feel any remorse for abandoning Wang Ying.
At this moment, all he could think about was how to prevent the emperor and the crown prince from disliking the Wang family because of this incident, and how to ensure that the Wang family would remain at the center of power after this ordeal.
As for the eldest son?
He can choose again. He has three legitimate sons and twenty-two illegitimate sons. Surely there will be some who are presentable.
Emperor Tianwu looked at the patriarch who was apologizing to his daughter, his eyes filled with cold satisfaction.
Those who offend the imperial family deserve to die; Wang Dao's actions showed sensibility.
He also did not believe that the death of his son would diminish Wang Dao's fear and loyalty towards him.
This has always been the way of aristocratic families. Wang Dao should be thinking about how to pay the price to make him not care, and how to select a new eldest son to inherit the family business.
Two animals with the same rights may have the same thoughts, but their lifespans may differ.
At this moment, Emperor Tianwu could never have imagined that his descendants would all die in just a few years, allowing this old geezer kneeling at his feet to take advantage of him.
“What you say makes sense, so I will grant your wish and increase Rou’an’s fief by 500 households and his guards by 500.”
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Wang Dao kowtowed deeply. "Your Majesty is wise."
Look, we killed his son, and he still has to thank us.