Why did the King of the Grasslands keep pestering her? What on earth did he want from her?
Mu Fengqie was utterly puzzled.
To appease Jing Xinche, Mu Fengqie specially took him to the entrance to meet the envoy from the King of the Grasslands.
"Princess Tianlin, please come back with me quickly to take care of our master," the guard said matter - of - factly.
Jing Xinche looked at the guard and clenched his fists tightly. The anger that had just been soothed by Mu Fengqie flared up again. Just as he was about to step forward and teach the guard a lesson, Mu Fengqie grabbed him.
"Who do you think you are? By what right do you order this princess? And who gave you the audacity not to pay your respects when you see this princess and the Marquis of Zhongning?" Mu Fengqie was also extremely angry at what the guard had said, but they couldn't initiate the fight, or they would be at a disadvantage.
If the guard were to strike first, it would be different. Then their counter - attack would be self - defense, and no one would know how far that self - defense would go.
"Princess Tianlin, we're all smart people. It's your good fortune that our master has taken a fancy to you. Our grassland has abundant resources. It's quite easy for us to deal with Tianlin Kingdom," the guard was literally dancing on the edge of death.
A storm was gradually brewing in Mu Fengqie's eyes. "Really? This princess is not worthy of your master. I'm already a married woman. You'd better tell your King of the Grasslands to give up this idea soon," she thought silently, "or I'm really afraid I'll lose my temper and poison him to death."
"Mu Fengqie, don't refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit." Saying this, the guard was about to forcefully take Mu Fengqie away. His master had given strict orders to bring this woman back by any means necessary. She had to go with him today.
"Protect the princess!" Jing Xinche immediately shielded Mu Fengqie behind him and rushed out. Now he had a legitimate reason to beat up the guard. Even if he beat the guard to death, no one could say anything, because the guard was about to harm the Princess of Tianlin. Who knew who this guard was anyway?
He simply didn't recognize him.
Although Jing Xinche couldn't use his internal energy, his martial arts skills were still very formidable. After just a few rounds, the guard was kicked away by Jing Xinche.
"Someone, tie this man up for this marquis. Then go and inform the King of the Grasslands. We're going to the palace to reason with the emperor," Jing Xinche sent Mu Fengqie back and then led his men to the palace. He looked as imposing as a bandit.
Yuan Yuhan heard about this incident and rushed over in a hurry. Don't get it wrong. He wasn't going to stop the fight; he was going there to watch the fun. He planned to tell A Ru about it later to make her happy.
By the time Yuan Yuhan arrived, Jing Xinche and the King of the Grasslands were already there, arguing in front of the emperor.
"King of the Grasslands, what else do you have to say?" Jing Xinche stared at the King of the Grasslands menacingly. If he didn't teach this king a lesson and make him pay today, he wouldn't be Jing Xinche!
"I just sent my guard to invite Fengqie to come and treat my illness," the King of the Grasslands had just narrowly escaped death, so he looked extremely weak. His face was as pale as paper, and only he knew that his left hand was already useless.
"What a thick - skinned king! You're a grown man, yet you don't seek out the imperial physicians but a weak woman to treat your illness. Aren't you ashamed?" Yuan Yuhan walked in from outside and heard what the King of the Grasslands said. He couldn't help but retort.
"Why is the Regent here too?" One Jing Xinche and the King of the Grasslands were already a headache for Yuan Yuchuan. Now Yuan Yuhan had also come. He felt like his head was about to explode.
"Your Majesty, I heard that someone was causing trouble for my elder sister, so I came to take a look," Yuan Yuhan said. A Ru's elder sister was his elder sister, so this reason was perfectly valid. It was only natural for him to help his wife's family.
At first, Yuan Yuchuan didn't understand who Yuan Yuhan's elder sister was. He was about to ask, but then he suddenly remembered that his sister - in - law called Mu Fengqie elder sister. He immediately understood that Yuan Yuhan was referring to Mu Fengqie.
"In that case, let's all sit down and talk properly," Yuan Yuchuan didn't want to fall out with the King of the Grasslands for the time being. After all, the Tule troops of their grassland were no joke.
"King of the Grasslands, explain yourself. What's your real purpose?" Jing Xinche stared at the King of the Grasslands with hostility.
The King of the Grasslands looked around, thought for a moment, and then said, "In that case, I'll be honest. I do have feelings for Fengqie and want to marry her as my queen."
Wow! Yuan Yuchuan and Yuan Yuhan stared at the King of the Grasslands with wide eyes. They never expected him to have such an idea. Jing Xinche also stared at the king, but his eyes were filled with murderous intent. He wished he could tear the King of the Grasslands to pieces right away.
"King of the Grasslands, it seems that my elder sister has no feelings for you. She has feelings for this gentleman," Yuan Yuhan said, pointing at Jing Xinche. The young couple was already in love and their relationship was getting stronger. Why did the king have to butt in? To add fuel to the fire or what?
"Regent, that's not right. As far as I know, they've already divorced. So, I can still pursue Fengqie, can't I?" The King of the Grasslands didn't care at all that Mu Fengqie had been with Jing Xinche. When he mentioned Mu Fengqie, his usually cold eyes showed a hint of tenderness.
Yuan Yuhan saw this and rubbed his arms. "So disgusting! A man of his age still acts like this."
"King of the Grasslands, could you please take a look at your own age when you say this?" He was almost the same age as Fengqie's father, yet he still wanted to play the role of an old man chasing a young woman.
"True love knows no boundaries," the King of the Grasslands didn't care about his age at all. As long as he wanted something, he would stop at nothing to get it.
"Really? Then the King of the Grasslands has a really thick skin. You've really broadened this marquis's horizons," Jing Xinche said sarcastically.
Yuan Yuchuan watched the three men below, none of them willing to give in, and said, "What on earth are you here for?"
Yuan Yuchuan's gaze towards them was filled with hidden anger. Did they think this was just any place?
"Your Majesty, this man spoke rudely to the Princess of Tianlin and even tried to hurt her. If I hadn't reacted quickly, he might have succeeded," Jing Xinche said seriously. He was telling the truth. The guard had insulted Fengqie and even tried to attack her. If it weren't for him, Fengqie would surely have been hurt.
"That's right, Your Majesty. This man is from the King of the Grasslands. He obeys the king's orders. This matter must have been ordered by the king. We really need to ask the king about his purpose," Yuan Yuhan said, giving the King of the Grasslands a provocative look.
How dare they make a move under their noses? Did they think they were dead?