Chapter 423: It seems the King is determined to keep you! (Please subscribe

Originally, according to the Princess's script, she would let the guards disguised in the crowd snatch it from each other and throw the hydrangea accurately at Li Chen's face.

As long as Li Chen caught it, the Imperial Guard would immediately "invite" him into the Imperial Palace.

Now seeing Li Chen's figure turning to leave, the Princess was secretly annoyed.

She felt that this person must think that she was too far away to snatch it, so he left.

After all, with her peerless beauty, how could anyone refuse?

Under the Princess's eye signal, those guards disguised as ordinary cultivators immediately adjusted their strategy.

They pretended to snatch fiercely, but in fact, they secretly pushed the hydrangea toward Li Chen's direction.

The crowd also surged, and many young talents of the Tasha Kingdom and prodigies from other countries were red-eyed, using all their skills to snatch this opportunity to struggle less for decades.

"Bang!" A white-clothed cultivator was overturned by the air wave, and the hydrangea drew a strange arc in the air.

The leader of the plainclothes guards in the dark saw the timing, pretended to be hit in the back, and fiercely pushed the hydrangea toward Li Chen.

This strike had just the right amount of force; as long as he reached out, he could catch it steadily.

But what surprised everyone was that the hydrangea suddenly hit an invisible wall of air halfway and stopped in the air!

"It's mine!" A young man with a face full of pockmarks took the opportunity to jump up and grab the hydrangea.

His movement was extremely fast, his aura was not bad, and he dodged others to continue snatching, jumping onto the high platform in a few leaps, holding the hydrangea high and shouting: "I snatched it! The Prince Consort is mine!"

The Princess's face turned pale instantly.

Although this person's cultivation had reached the Six Realms Realm, that face was really unbearable to look at.

A garlic nose paired with a face full of pockmarks, and the right eye was somewhat crooked.

How could the Princess marry such a person? Throwing the hydrangea was just a way for the King to gain the favor of the people, plus the means for the Princess to appoint the Prince Consort.

She immediately wanted to open her mouth to announce it was invalid, but was stopped by a look from the King.

"Congratulations to this young hero! Please follow this King into the palace for a chat."

The King walked up with a full face of smiles, cleverly avoiding the title of "Prince Consort."

Then they could find a place with no one else to discuss it again; this person could "voluntarily" withdraw, and as the King here, it wouldn't be considered going back on his word.

While he was speaking, he quietly gave a look to the Deputy Commander of the Imperial Guard beside him, who immediately led people to surround Li Chen.

Under the stage, Zhao Jing saw this and said in a low voice: "Young Master Li, it seems the King is determined to keep you."

He looked at the Imperial Guard who was closing in; the hydrangea had just drifted toward his side.

Zhao Jing's first reaction was that it was thrown at him.

Because his status was special, it was not an exaggeration to say that he was rich enough to rival a country.

Of course, the "country" in "rich enough to rival a country" here referred to these small countries.

Compared to the Tian Ce Dynasty, it definitely couldn't compare.

But he looked carefully, and this ball seemed to be thrown toward Li Chen's side, and his heart was relieved.

Li Chen's appearance was really too outstanding; even if Zhao Jing was a man, he had to be convinced.

Looking at the Princess's eyes, she kept staring at Li Chen, and he roughly understood.

In Zhao Jing's view, Li Chen and he had a meal of friendship, so he asked: "Do you want me to..."

His meaning was very clear: if you don't want to be the Prince Consort, I can help you block it.

Although Zhao Jing was only a merchant family, who among the royal family of a small country dared not give him face?

Li Chen waved his hand and looked at the pockmarked cultivator who snatched the hydrangea with interest. At this moment, the man was being "enthusiastically" surrounded by guards, the proud smile on his face hadn't faded, completely unaware that he was just a supporting role who didn't even have the qualifications to be a spare tire.

"This young master, the King invites you." The Deputy Commander of the Imperial Guard walked to Li Chen, his tone respectful but not allowing refusal.

Zhu Zhuying sneered and was about to flare up, but Li Chen gently pressed her wrist: "No matter, I just happen to want to see the palace banquet of the Tasha Kingdom."

He said, glancing at the Princess who was anxious on the high platform, the corners of his mouth curling into a playful smile.

Since Li Chen said so, Zhao Jing directed his subordinates to make way.

That's right, this guy's subordinates really dared to block the Tasha Kingdom's Imperial Guard and were not afraid at all.

And the King didn't just invite Li Chen alone; that would be too obvious, so he invited all of Li Chen's party, including Zhao Jing.

Originally, Zhao Jing didn't intend to enter the Imperial Palace, but since Li Chen said so, he also agreed.

He seemed to be curious why Li Chen wanted to do this.

Coveting the Princess's beauty? This was definitely impossible; the beauty beside Li Chen was several times more beautiful than the Princess.

The attitude of this beauty toward Li Chen was either Li Chen's wife or his maid.

With such a woman around, Li Chen didn't look like someone who wanted to be a Prince Consort.

The Prince Consort was the most uncomfortable status in this world, controlled by the royal family, and without much power, just sounding good in name.

And there were many rules and regulations; even if the Princess didn't like you, you couldn't have any complaints.

The Princess saw Li Chen entering the palace with the guards, overjoyed, and the joy in her heart was overflowing.

In her view, although she was a bit romantic, Li Chen was so handsome and dashing; if he could become the Prince Consort, she would definitely treat him wholeheartedly, which could be considered worthy of him.

As for the woman beside Li Chen, just send some money to send her away.

It was fortunate that Zhu Zhuying didn't know her thoughts, otherwise she would definitely come up and slap her.

A mere princess of a small country, and she dared to negotiate with the Sage Monarch of the Tian Ce Dynasty?

And dared to let me withdraw? You've been given face, haven't you?

The young man who snatched the hydrangea was named Zhang Qi; he was considered a hidden prodigy in the Tasha Kingdom, usually not showing his face, but this time he was amazing.

He held his head high, enjoying the envious and jealous eyes of those who couldn't snatch the hydrangea, and the hypocritical congratulations of his friends, completely unaware that he was just an dispensable supporting role in this palace farce.

Soon, he also walked into the Imperial Palace with the Imperial Guard, already starting to fantasize about how majestic he would be as the Prince Consort, completely failing to notice that on the way back to the palace, the Princess's eyes were always lingering on Li Chen.

And the Deputy Commander of the guards was already calculating how to "hint" to this "Prince Consort" to voluntarily give up.

If he wasn't sensible, then use torture until he "voluntarily" gives up.

This was the job of being an Imperial Guard.

In the Tasha Kingdom's palace, the lights were bright, and a banquet was held.

Inside the golden and brilliant hall, dozens of glazed palace lanterns illuminated the entire hall like daylight.

Dancers dressed in light gauze danced with the melodious music, their slender waists twisting like water snakes, their jade feet tapping lightly, and their skirts flying.

The maids walked in one after another with exquisite silver plates, and the plates were filled with rare delicacies unique to the south.

Steamed dragon carp, honey-glazed square meat, emerald shrimp dumplings... the wine was fragrant, and the atmosphere was extremely warm as they toasted each other.

The Prince Consort Zhang Qi was arranged in the corner position; although he was far from the main seat, he was still immersed in the dream of becoming a royal relative, straightening his back from time to time, trying to attract the Princess's attention.

And Li Chen and Zhao Jing were arranged in the upper seat, sitting at the same table with the King and Queen.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 424 =====