Chapter 64: The Reckless Daily Life of the Demon Lord Princess Chapter 64: The Emperor's Furious Rage

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

Not long after, Sixth Princess Yan An Yu was escorted in by the guards. At this moment, Yan An Yu was dressed in women's attire; this appearance caught the Emperor's eye, causing him to frown involuntarily.

Yet Yan An Yu secretly pondered in her heart: after all, the person before her was her own biological father; even if she had committed a great wrong, as long as she begged properly and put on a pitiful appearance, she reckoned Father Emperor would at most mete out slight punishment, surely not truly take her life.

Having made up her mind, Yan An Yu immediately knelt on both knees and spoke with tears and voice together: "Father Emperor, your daughter knows full well that leaving the palace without permission this time is a grave crime and should not have been done. But your daughter truly loves that Tan Lang, even willing to abandon her noble status as a princess for him.

I hope Father Emperor will show mercy and grant your daughter this deep affection." Having said this, she began to cry, weeping so beautifully it was like pear blossoms with rain, charming and moving.

The Emperor stared at her with a gaze like torches and asked sternly: "Do you know exactly who he is?" Yan An Yu quickly nodded and replied: "Replying to Your Majesty, he is a person of the Dachang Kingdom, named Tan Xintong, and both his parents have passed away."

The Emperor slightly narrowed his eyes and immediately pressed further: "Then regarding his family circumstances, do you know more details?" Yan An Yu hesitated slightly, then continued: "He usually has no fixed abode, traveling between various countries year-round to engage in trade. However, he once told your daughter that if your daughter were willing, he could settle down for your daughter."

The Emperor snorted coldly, his face gloomy as he asked again: "So you mean, since he has no fixed abode, you were willing to elope with him, but after the dark guards caught you, he actually abandoned you and left alone?"

Yan An Yu panicked and hurried to explain: "Father Emperor, please calm your anger! If he were captured, he might fear for his life, but even if your daughter returns and angers Father Emperor, at most she would suffer a scolding or confinement."

Upon hearing this, the Emperor trembled with rage, veins bulging on his forehead, and roared: "Then was it you who secretly put deadly poison into the pastries in my Yudi?" Hearing this, Yan An Yu's face was full of shock, and she asked blankly: "What poison? Your daughter has never put poison in Father Emperor's pastries!"

Saying this, she fell to her knees with a thud, kowtowing repeatedly to beg for mercy, and said in a trembling voice: "Even if your daughter had great courage, she would never dare commit such an unfilial act to poison Father Emperor!" Seeing this, the Emperor's expression grew even uglier, and he stared at her fiercely, saying sternly: "So you truly know nothing about the poisoning?" Yan An Yu shook her head desperately, tears welling in her eyes, and said chokingly: "Father Emperor, please see clearly, your daughter truly knows nothing about this!"

An Wang, who had been watching coldly from the side, now turned his gaze to the Sixth Princess, carefully observing her expression and bearing, and thought to himself: judging by her appearance, she did not seem to be lying.

The Emperor also felt that although his daughter was usually arrogant and domineering, reckless and fearless, after all she was his daughter whom he had doted on since childhood and would not poison him; then the Emperor asked: "Tell me everything from the moment you met him, including that maid." Yan An Yu knew that poisoning Father Emperor was a serious matter and dared not conceal it, so she hurriedly recounted it all.

It was said that on that day, the weather was fair and the sky clear as washed; the Sixth Princess, long confined in the deep palace, finally had leisure to go out and play. She strolled along the bustling street, and her gaze was drawn to a jewelry shop dazzling with goods.

Stepping into the shop, a beautiful hairpin immediately caught her eye; the hairpin was entirely red, with a lifelike Manchu Sand Flower carved on the head, truly exquisite craftsmanship.

The Sixth Princess happily picked up the hairpin to examine it, liking it more the more she looked. After bargaining with the boss, both sides finally agreed on a price.

But just then, the maid beside her reached for her waist to pay, and her expression suddenly changed—the purse that should have hung there had vanished without a trace!

The maid said anxiously: "Princess, when we set out this morning, your servant clearly remembers bringing the purse. It must have been lost carelessly sometime during the crowd on the street just now."

Hearing this, a flicker of reluctance crossed the Sixth Princess's eyes, but she still reluctantly placed the hairpin back in its original spot and said softly to the boss: "Boss, let this hairpin be set aside for now; this young lady fears she cannot buy it today." Having said this, she was about to turn and leave.

Just then, a slender, fair hand extended, holding a gleaming silver ingot steadily in the palm. At the same time, a gentle and magnetic voice sounded: "Boss, is this enough money to buy this hairpin?" Seeing this, the boss hurriedly smiled and replied: "Enough, enough!"

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Faced with this unexpected kindness, the Sixth Princess was slightly stunned, then gently shook her head to decline: "Thank you, Young Master, for your kindness, but we are strangers; such a generous gift is hard to accept." Tan Xintong, upon hearing this, slightly raised the corners of his mouth and said: "Since Miss insists so, then let it be considered as this humble one lending Miss the money to buy the hairpin. You may return it to me whenever it is convenient for you in the future."

Hearing this, Yan An Yu could not help but feel moved, thinking his words indeed made some sense. Looking again, she saw the man before her had elegant features and a dignified bearing; his gentle smile was like a spring breeze, and his conversation was entirely without frivolity, making people instantly take a liking to him.

Thus, Yan An Yu no longer hesitated, reached out to take the beautiful hairpin, and smiled as she asked: "I do not know where Young Master lives? Let me send a yatou to deliver this hairpin to your home, and I will immediately send the silver to you." Hearing this, Tan Xintong quickly clasped his hands and politely reported his address.

Immediately after, the two introduced themselves to each other and were formally acquainted. However, since there were still pressing matters at hand, Yan An Yu did not ask too much about Tan Xintong's other circumstances; after exchanging a few pleasantries, she hurriedly left with her palace maids in tow.