Chapter 1307

Hu Xiaotian, Xi Yan (evening face), Hong Beimo? Not in line 1. Actually line 1: Hu Xiaotian, Xi Yan (evening face). Also skull. Lan (blue). Also maybe jade box not a name. Relief not a name. Giants not a name.

Xi Yan (evening face), Hu Xiaotian. Also black stick not a name.

Hu Xiaotian glanced at her hand, then cocked his mouth, wearing a wicked smile.

Xi Yan glared at him and said, "What are you laughing at?"

Hu Xiaotian said, "All men have it; you'll understand after you get married."

Xi Yan (evening face), Hu Xiaotian. Also lightsaber not a name.

Xi Yan threw it over, then immediately realized she'd been tricked by Hu Xiaotian; furious, she stepped forward and kicked his butt. Seeing Hu Xiaotian twist the handle, it let out a "Pa!" but the thing had no response. Hu Xiaotian twisted it six times in a row; although it moved freely, still no spark shot out. Apparently the energy had long been depleted, and it was now a useless piece.

Xi Yan reached out her hand: "Give it to me!"

Hu Xiaotian pretended to be clueless: "You want that stick?"

Xi Yan gritted her teeth and said, "Believe it or not, I'll make you a eunuch!"

Hu Xiaotian shook his head and said, "I don't believe it; here it's just you and me, and I don't seem like the weaker one!"

His gaze made Xi Yan feel a bit uneasy; she whispered, "What are you planning to do?"

Hu Xiaotian said, "As long as I want to. To you, hehe..."

Xi Yan (evening face).

(no names) maybe just dialogue.

Xi Yan said, "What's there to be afraid of? Anyway, you've never been a good person." Her eyes suddenly turned soft and tender like spring water: "How about I marry you? You take me away from here to someplace no one can find, and we'll spend our lives together."

Hu Xiaotian stared at Xi Yan's beautiful, intoxicating face, momentarily dazed.

Seeing his appearance, Xi Yan flared with anger, suddenly raised her hand and slapped his face. Hu Xiaotian quickly tilted his head back, dodging her slap; just from the wind of her palm grazing his nose, he could tell she had put all her strength into it.

Hu Xiaotian laughed and said, "I really didn't expect you to propose to me."

Xi Yan gave a hollow chuckle and said, "Don't get full of yourself, I'm just teasing you." A layer of severe frost covered her pretty face, and not a trace of a smile remained.

The two continued searching inside the room. But the atmosphere suddenly turned cold; no matter how Hu Xiaotian tried to talk to her, Xi Yan ignored him. Although there was still a stone door ahead, it seemed to be locked with something like a pattern lock, and neither of them understood its mechanism. Even if they saw it, they couldn't open it.

Hu Xiaotian also couldn't be bothered to go on; he leaned against the stone wall and sat down, telling Xi Yan, "Take a rest; we'll continue after we wake up."

But Xi Yan reached out her hand to him: "Give me the thing!"

Hong Beimo was currently in the Lingxiao Palace. He smiled at Long Tingzhen and said, 'The Emperor has already promised to make your matter public.'

Upon hearing this, Long Tingzhen was overjoyed, and he eagerly said, 'Master, has the Emperor agreed?'

Hong Beimo nodded.

Long Tingzhen bowed deeply to him and said, 'Disciple will never forget your kindness on the day I ascend the throne.'

Hong Beimo, however, sighed and said, 'Although the Emperor has agreed to make your matter public, he is somewhat hesitant about making you crown prince.'

Long Tingzhen's heart sank to the bottom upon hearing this; when he had just been rescued, he thought merely surviving and seeing daylight again was a heavenly blessing, never daring to hope he could one day become crown prince, let alone emperor, but after Hong Beimo helped him and taught him medicinal body-refining, his ambition began to grow like bamboo shoots after rain; the crown prince position was clearly promised by the Emperor, Long Tingzhen clenched his fists, not knowing why his temperament had become far more impulsive than before, easily provoked by external events: 'The Emperor himself once promised me!'

Hong Beimo judged from his rapidly quickening breath that Long Tingzhen was filled with rage; he patted Long Tingzhen's shoulder to signal him to calm down, turned away, and said in a low voice, 'On the sixteenth of May, a great joyous event will occur.'

'What joyous event?'

'The Emperor has decided to marry the Yongyang Princess to Hu Xiaotian.'

Long Tingzhen gritted his teeth and said, 'That eunuch? What qualifications does he have to marry an imperial princess?'

Hong Beimo said, 'You must not underestimate this person; Hu Xiaotian now holds Dongliang Jun, East Luo Storehouse, and Wuxing Prefecture, firmly controlling the lower reaches of the Yongjiang River. Earlier, under the pretense of suppressing bandits, he followed the Wangchun River south, drove away the water bandits entrenched in the Blackwater Stronghold on Mount Bijian, and seized Mount Bijian; it can be said that Cloud Marsh is actually under his control.'

Long Tingzhen snapped angrily, 'He is clearly devouring Dakang's territory, taking the opportunity to expand his own power.'

Hong Beimo said, 'That's true, but he has the Yongyang Princess's support behind him, and the Emperor dotes on the Yongyang Princess extremely; previously he went against all opposition and made the Yongyang Princess a king, which has already set a precedent unprecedented in Dakang.'

Long Tingzhen roared angrily, 'The ancestral teachings must not be violated; how can a woman be made king?'

Hong Beimo let out a long sigh and said, 'When I first found you, the Emperor was indeed very pleased; he also expressed to me his intention to make you crown prince, but so much time has passed with no action from the Emperor, I know his mind has changed again.'

Long Tingzhen said, 'Could it be… he wants Qiqi to be crown prince?'

Hong Beimo said nothing, merely nodding slowly.

Long Tingzhen could no longer suppress his inner anger and disappointment; he suddenly let out a loud shout, and with one punch struck the nearby stand, the half‑foot‑thick wooden board splitting in two under the blow.

Hong Beimo said, 'If you cannot control your emotions, no one can help you.'

Long Tingzhen abruptly turned his head, looking expectantly at Hong Beimo and said, 'Master, will you help me or not?'

Hong Beimo said, 'You are my disciple; if I don't help you, why would I spend such effort on you?'

Long Tingzhen nodded heavily and said, 'Master, as long as you help me ascend the throne, I will share the world with you!'

Bu Wu stood outside the Cloud Temple, waiting quietly for Hong Beimo to come out. When Hong Beimo approached him, he showed great respect, clasping his hands and saying, 'Greetings, Master!'

Bu Wu rolled his eyes and said, 'Have you found that white‑haired person?'

Hong Beimo said, 'It is someone who disguised himself as the leader of the palace guards, Mu Rongzhan, and sneaked into the Lingxiao Palace.'

Bu Wu said, 'How long do you want me to protect this monster?' The monster he referred to was naturally Long Tingzhen.

Hong Beimo said, 'On the sixteenth of May, wait for Hu Xiaotian to arrive, then kill him, and we will owe each other nothing.'

Bu Wu nodded slowly and said, 'Even if you don't say so, I will not let him go.' He paused and then said, 'Does that monster know that although the medicinal body‑refining method can boost one's power in a short time, it also greatly shortens one's lifespan?'

Hong Beimo's face darkened, and he coldly said, 'This matter has nothing to do with you, Master.'

Bu Wu laughed heartily and said, 'I couldn't care less about your affairs, but out of friendship for you, I feel as if I were imprisoned, and facing this monster truly makes me extremely depressed.'

Hong Beimo said, 'Master, please have a little more patience; there isn't much time left until the sixteenth of May.'

Bu Wu said, 'At last there is some hope. By the way, the fellow who rescued that white‑haired person last night has deep inner strength; I don't know who he is.'

Hong Beimo said, 'Master, have you been able to discern his martial arts lineage?'

Bu Wu shook his head and said, 'He dare not fight me head‑on; he must be afraid I will see through him…' As he said this, Bu Wu suddenly had a brainwave: the other party, after rescuing the white‑haired person, fled immediately; in fact, judging from the internal force displayed in that sneak‑attack punch against me, even if he could not defeat me, he might not necessarily lose to me in a short time, so why did he flee so quickly? He didn't even dare to face me head‑on; he must be afraid I would discover his martial arts lineage. In the whole world, only a handful of people possess such strength, and this person is eighty‑nine percent likely to know me. I have been imprisoned in the Tianlong Temple for thirty years; aside from those monks, outsiders I have met are extremely few—could it be that he is…

The three characters Hu Xiaotian appeared in Bu Wu's mind, but he did not make it clear to Hong Beimo, shaking his head and saying, 'I really have no impression.'

Hong Beimo said, 'What you are doing here is very likely to be spread abroad.'

Bu Wu said, 'It won't be long before those monks from the Tianlong Temple come looking for trouble for me.'

Hong Beimo said: "Master, rest assured, even if the Heavenly Dragon Temple had greater boldness, they would not dare cause trouble in the imperial palace, and besides, they have no solid evidence."

Bu Wu said: "I'm not afraid; I just don't want to create more killing karma."

When the first ray of morning sunlight fell upon Huangcheng, Qiqi had already arrived at the Hall of Mental Cultivation; she had come early to seek an audience with the Emperor, thinking she might still be turned away, but she never expected that Long Xuan'en had already risen early and even agreed to see her.

Qiqi asked Yin Zheng: "How is the Emperor's mood today?"

Yin Zheng whispered a report: "I humbly report, Princess, the Emperor's mood is not bad." (To be continued~^~)