strictlysupreme Chapter 305, ironically, fulfilled Huangfu's wishes.
Chapter 305, ironically, fulfilled Huangfu's wishes.
Consort Wei felt all her strength drain away, her body went limp, and she collapsed to the ground.
"Help Imperial Noble Consort Wei return to the palace to recuperate," Huangfu Qian said, not glancing at Imperial Noble Consort Wei again.
Consort Wei's eyes darted around, trying to come up with a solution, but for a moment she didn't know what to do. Some words, once spoken, are hard to take back.
Master Jia stared wide-eyed in astonishment.
If even the old emperor is under control, then what about him...?
"Discard it," Huangfu Qian coldly ordered Jiang Feng.
"Yes!"
The Taoist priest was so terrified that he writhed and crawled backward on the ground like a worm.
Jiang Feng got the hang of it.
They severed Jia Daoren's limbs, and he lay on the ground, letting out a bloodcurdling scream like a pig being slaughtered. The screams seemed to lift the roof off the main hall.
On the live stream screen in front of Jia Daoren, there was a continuous stream of donations. Clearly, some viewers in the live stream also enjoyed watching the streamer being tortured and maimed.
Master Jia was in so much pain that he fainted and then woke up, his body convulsing incessantly.
"Aren't you an immortal? Hurry up and heal your hands and feet," Xia Mo said, deliberately covering her mouth and laughing.
The old emperor, who was still standing by, was in a stalemate with his guards when he witnessed Jiang Feng's ruthless attack, Jia Daoren's screams, and Xia Mo's mocking expression.
The old emperor's face turned pale and then red, looking extremely unpleasant.
Would Huangfu Qian order his subordinates to treat him the same way?
"Don't you like being with Master Jia? Let Master Jia live in the same palace as the Emperor," Huangfu Qian coldly ordered.
"Seventh brother!"
Another person rushed in from outside the hall, his breathing still uneven, and called out to Huangfu Qian.
Huangfu Qian turned around and looked at the Fifth Prince, Zhenwang, who had walked in.
"Seventh brother, that is our father!" the Prince of Zhen reminded him.
Not wanting to miss a chance to stir things up, Xia Mo transmitted a message to Huangfu Qian: "Do you want to know who is plundering your luck and dragon energy?"
Upon hearing Xia Mo's question, Huangfu Qian immediately understood and looked sharply at the Fifth Prince, Zhen Wang.
The Prince of Zhen felt a sense of surprise, as if his thoughts had been read. He subconsciously followed Huangfu Qian's gaze, but then realized that such a movement was suspicious, so he met Huangfu Qian's gaze again.
“You are the Crown Prince, so you shall oversee the country,” Huangfu Qian withdrew his scrutinizing gaze, his face revealing no emotional fluctuation.
The Prince of Zhen was stunned for a moment, his eyes filled with undisguised ecstasy, but he could not show it in front of the old emperor and the others. He had to suppress it tightly, his fingers clenched into fists, his nails digging into his flesh, just to prevent his inner ecstasy from showing on his face.
Huangfu Qian took Xia Mo's hand and left.
The two left the palace together.
Meanwhile, the aftermath was still being dealt with in the city.
The families of the 35 dead need to be comforted, and the number of injured is still being tallied, currently reaching tens of thousands.
Huangfu Qian had no intention of handling these matters personally, so he asked Jiang Feng to work with the Crown Prince, who was also the Prince of Zhen, to deal with them.
Jiang Wang Mansion —
Xia Mo deliberately asked Huangfu Qian, "Have we set a date for our wedding?"
Huangfu Qian was filled with lingering gloom and just wanted to find a quiet place to be alone.
"Have you finished the wedding yet?" Xia Mo hugged Huangfu Qian from behind.
Huangfu Qian remained stiff and motionless, but the gloom in his heart gradually dissipated under Xia Mo's embrace.
“Uncle Xia and the others are watching,” Huangfu Qian whispered a reminder.
“I know,” Xia Mo stepped back and walked to Huangfu Qian’s side. Together with Huangfu Qian, she looked at Xia’s father and the others, and gave Xia’s father a sweet smile.
Xia's father, mother, and the others felt a pang of guilt. Their own cabbage had been offered up by the pig, and the cabbage was even throwing itself into their arms, clearly happy to be devoured!
"Your wedding date should be set as well, as for the wedding time..." Xia's father had not forgotten what Xia Mo had once said, and he gestured for Huangfu Qian to come a few steps closer.
Huangfu Qian took a few steps closer.
Xia's father whispered, "My daughter's master said that she needs to be eighteen years old before she can consummate her marriage."
Huangfu Qian turned his head in surprise and glanced at Xia Mo.
I see. So all these past two years of stirring up trouble have been about igniting it but not taking responsibility for putting it out!
Xia Mo calmly met Huangfu Qian's gaze.
* * *
A month has passed in the blink of an eye, and it's now April—
In the Marquis of Wei's mansion, the third young master of Wei has obtained the position of heir apparent as he wished!
Ma Yiyi also became the Crown Prince's wife as she wished.
Ma Yiyi immediately wanted to show off to Xia Mo, and if possible, she also wanted to plunder some of Xia Mo's luck.
While Ma Yiyi was feeling smug...
Xia Mo and Huangfu Qian's wedding date was also set.
When Ma Yiyi heard that Xia Mo and Huangfu Qian's wedding date had been set, she instantly lost any desire to show off.
The current regent is the Fifth Prince, who is Huangfu Qian's brother from the same father and mother. In the future, when the Fifth Prince ascends the throne, Huangfu Qian can still be a prince, and Xia Mo will be a princess. She will only be a marquis's wife in the end. What is there to brag about?
In Prince Jiang’s Mansion——
"What are we going to do? It's April now, and the wedding is in June. We only have two months. There's no way we can prepare a generous dowry!" Xia's mother urged Xia's father, grabbing his hand.
“The Xia family embroidery shop is part of the dowry, then there’s braised meat… this is really not presentable…” Xia’s father couldn’t think of a solution either.
It was Huangfu Qian who made the move.
“You don’t need to prepare a dowry, I’ve already prepared everything. Here’s the dowry list,” Huangfu Qian said, handing a thick booklet to Xia’s father.
Xia's father and the others were completely dumbfounded.
What kind of husband prepares a dowry for his wife? This was also the first time they had met, which also showed how sincere Huangfu Qian was towards Xia Mo!
"Take it," Xia Mo told her father to accept it, saying, "Either way, I'm going to marry him, I still have to bring my dowry to him."
Father Xia, however, was holding the dowry list and then looked at his three sons standing to the side.
Accepting Huangfu Qian's dowry would allow Xia Mo to have a grand wedding; if they didn't, given their family's recent rise to wealth, they simply couldn't afford such a dowry.
“Okay, I’ll accept it,” Xia’s father nodded solemnly.
* * *
June 6th arrived in the blink of an eye.
The wedding date was set with Huangfu Qian at the end of summer.
This wedding date is a bit rushed.
The Prince of Zhen, who was in charge of the country, set this time for nothing more than his own little scheme: he was afraid that Huangfu Qian would break off the engagement and marry a more powerful noblewoman.
Little did the Prince of Zhen know that this would actually fulfill Huangfu Qian's wishes.
Various places in the capital city—
With Huangfu Qian's deliberate embellishment, the marriage between the An family lord and the Jiang king has clearly become the most talked-about topic in the capital city.
It was at this time that war reports came from the border and other places, but apart from those in power, the common people did not notice them and they did not cause much of a commotion.
The streets of the capital were lined with onlookers.
The private rooms on the second floor of teahouses and restaurants were the most popular places among the powerful and wealthy in the capital, and they were all booked up to watch the wedding of the An family patriarch and the Jiang prince.
"Even a grand wedding procession of ten miles couldn't compare to this, could it?"
The people gathered along the long street, looking at the long red carpet laid out on the ground, stretching from the Jiang King's villa directly to the Jiang King's mansion, couldn't help but sigh with admiration.