Chapter 592: The Prince Has Something to Say

Bai Xiaosheng's face shifted slightly, Lin Jingyuan coldly stared at Bai Xiaosheng, and the corner of his mouth curled into a sneer.

Lin Jingyuan lifted the corner of his robe and knelt, raising his gaze to Bai Xiaosheng, his voice rising a little as he slowly said: "Please, Your Highness, uphold justice!"

"The material of the bead on the sword tassel is very special; it is made of Northern Ice Jade, nurtured with special spices, and must be nurtured for three years."

"There are few people in the world who cherish their personal weapons this much."

"Only Prince Rui's Dragon Spring Sword is worthy of such love from its master!"

After the three words "Prince Rui" came from Lin Jingyuan's mouth, the surrounding crowd instantly erupted in an uproar.

Earlier, Chen Zhuo was forced by Prince Rui to crash into a pillar and die; could it be that Prince Rui stole Mr. Chen's corpse again to humiliate it?

If true, that's simply bullying to the extreme!

This time, all the material evidence has been captured by Lin Jingyuan; it's probably nine out of ten.

"Prince Rui is truly ruthless and cruel!"

"Yes, Xiao Yin is truly a ruthless person, utterly lawless!"

"This is exactly the kind of thing he would do!"

Bai Xiaosheng's slender fingers lightly rubbed the bead in his palm, his fingertip pressing over the "Yin" character on the bead, his eyes flickering uncertainly.

Lin Jingyuan raised his eyes and steadily gazed at the uncertainly complexioned Bai Xiaosheng: "Please, Crown Prince, see clearly and give justice to my master!"

Everyone around felt their hearts rise this time; who doesn't know that the current Crown Prince is just an embroidered pillow, while Xiao Yin behind him is the real master.

Yet these civil officials clearly know this, yet they still force Bai Xiaosheng to pick a side, merely gambling on his intentions.

If Bai Xiaosheng sides with those civil officials and topples Xiao Yin in one move, he would no longer be merely a puppet Crown Prince.

Everyone knows Emperor Longqing has little time left, and the only adult child is Bai Xiaosheng alone.

The rest are just little brats, and the consorts' statuses are too low to muster strength matching imperial authority.

After all, when Consort Duan controlled the harem, she absolutely would not allow the favored consorts of Emperor Longqing to have any ability; the lower their status, the easier to control.

This time, any discerning person can see that although Bai Xiaosheng is the most unsuitable heir to the throne, he is nevertheless the most suitable.

All he lacks is his own force; at this moment Lin Jingyuan proactively throws out this olive branch, and we'll see whether Bai Xiaosheng catches it.

The scene actually turned somewhat cold and stiff, and the atmosphere grew strange.

"Your Highness!" Lin Jingyuan's voice suddenly rose a few degrees.

Bai Xiaosheng drew a deep breath and shouted loudly: "Come! Take someone to the Rui Wangfu to bring Prince Rui!"

He used "take" rather than "invite".

Lin Jingyuan's expression eased slightly, his gaze flashing a hint of coldness.

These civil officials are not all dead yet; it's not the military's turn to control Southern Qi's government.

"No need to personally come to my humble abode to fetch me; I'll come myself!" Suddenly a clear voice rang out, and the surrounding crowd scattered backward.

Yet he saw a tall man in deep purple prince's robes slowly walking over.

Behind him followed a group of Rui Wangfu guards, each extraordinarily mighty and of fine appearance.

Bai Xiaosheng instinctively rose to his feet, but having stood only halfway, he promptly sat back down.

Bai Xiaosheng understands that Xiao Yin's previous series of actions likely offended all the civil officials of the world to death, especially after disguising himself and stealing the corpse of today's great scholar; even the most deranged person in the world could not do such a thing.

At this time Xiao Yin indeed has the support of military generals, but he cannot overcome the hurdle of popular sentiment.

Bai Xiaosheng faintly felt that his opportunity might have arrived.

Behind Xiao Yin followed Gu Jiu Ling in a plain-colored skirt; Gu Kang saw his elder sister and his pupils flickered slightly.

Whenever these two people appear together in the same place, something is bound to happen.

He slightly lowered his head, avoiding looking at Xiao Yin and Gu Jiu Ling, instead giving off an air of harmless obedience.

Xiao Yin slowly stood before Bai Xiaosheng, Lin Jingyuan, and others; this time Gu Jiu Ling's gaze toward Lin Jingyuan carried a hint of complexity.

Before, when she confronted Lin Ru Jun, she had warned her that it would be best for the Lin family to withdraw from Southern Qi's politics, otherwise they would invite deadly disaster.

But sometimes certain people insist on going to hell, and no one can stop them.

When Xiao Yin just appeared, the surrounding academy students were practically seething with indignation, rushing forward, yet lacking the courage to confront him directly, they could only angrily surround him.

For a moment, accusations rang out; those academy students wished they could scold Xiao Yin to death.

Unfortunately, Xiao Yin luckily escaped in the Qi Sha Gu case seven years ago; those who crawled out of hell don't care about such things.

He merely subconsciously shielded Gu Jiu Ling behind him, then coldly looked at the civil officials spitting saliva before him and lightly smiled.

Xiao Yin's "not my business" attitude only made the academy students even more furious.

"There has never been such a shameless, thick‑skinned person in this world!"

"After all, he was once a great general of Southern Qi—how can he act with no bottom line?"

"If Xiao Yin does not die, he will be the shame of our Southern Qi!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yin let out a soft, light laugh.

"It's just a middle school exam, yet you've elevated it to a life‑or‑death matter; if you want to quietly survive, you're still too tender."

Bai Xiaosheng saw Xiao Yin appear here, his eyes shifting several times, yet he also lowered his face, slowly saying: "May I ask for an explanation regarding the bead on this splashed water for my shop?!"

Xiao Yin gave a light laugh: "This bead is mine!"

So the Datong dialect is quite charming,

Bai Xiaosheng, seated as the Political Commissioner, actually froze for a moment, not knowing how to respond to the next sentence.

He thought Xiao Yin should at least retort, but didn't expect him to directly admit to this matter.

His expression changed slightly and his voice turned colder: "What exactly do you mean?"

The mockery on Xiao Yan's face deepened a bit, and he said word by word: "The pearl in Your Highness's hand is mine, and that sword tassel is also mine."

In the eyes of those civil officials, Xiao Yin's attitude was simply arrogance to the extreme.

Some civil officials simply couldn't control themselves—they were about to rush over but stopped, worried they'd be slapped to death by Xiao Yin.

Bai Xiaosheng's eyes showed a complex expression as he coldly said, "That Sir Chen's corpse..."

Nobody expected Xiao Yin to agree so readily; in a moment the crowd was stirred, seeing the situation unbearable, unexpectedly Xiao Yin continued: "Not bad, Sir Chen's corpse is what this Prince took away!"

The customer seated in the parking space at this moment, even his chapped skin froze, not knowing what to say.

Bai Xiaosheng's complexion grew increasingly grim and severe.

"Come! Take Prince Rui to the Imperial Clan Office!"

"Wait a moment!" Xiao Yin leisurely looked toward Bai Xiaosheng.

Bai Xiaosheng pondered, this rascal Xiao Yin has no idea how much trouble he's stirred up, yet he still dares to come here.

He wasn't without having given Xiao Yin a chance; it was Xiao Yin himself who didn't want that chance.

Bai Xiaosheng was about to say something when Xiao Yin walked over and loudly said, "I, the Prince, have something to say!"