Canglan Empress

Chapter 338
In the hall on the right side, the other princesses and noble daughters have fallen into a coma for some reason, and only the sixth princess is staring closely at what happened in the hall through the hollow carved partition.

His expression was gloomy, shocked, and unbelievable.

A pair of bare hands hanging by his side clenched involuntarily.

Time seemed to freeze at this point, and the hall was as quiet as a dead city, only the sound of His Highness's rapid-to-slow rain echoed in the silent night.

After Yaohua's voice fell, no one answered, because the only master who followed Rong Jin into the palace was busy healing his master's injuries.

Yaohua didn't seem to care, he was just responsible for conveying the words to Rong Jin - although he was seriously injured, Rong Jin was still conscious, so he could naturally hear what Yaohua said.

After saying this, Yaohua turned around and returned to his seat, lifted his robe and sat down on the seat, with a calm demeanor and a careless demeanor.

The shocked ministers: "..."

The fourteenth prince has a great aura.

After such a thing happened, you can still act like a normal person. Don't you need to explain a word or two to the emperor?

Emperor Tiande's expression slowly regained his composure, and he walked to the dragon chair and sat down.

Xuanyin and Wen Jinyan stepped down the jade steps and walked in front of Rong Jin together.

"Prince Rong." Xuanyin said in a calm voice, "Are you okay?"

"I can't die." Rong Jin's voice was a little hoarse, sounding weak and weak, but still revealing aloofness and conceit, as well as a hint of sarcasm, "Thank you Fourteenth Prince for your mercy."

"You don't have to thank me." Yaohua took a sip of tea, and said in a calm voice, "My Highness didn't kill you, not because of pity for you, but because I don't want to cause a war between Dayong and Beiqi for the time being."

The ministers with lingering fear: "..."

The Fourteenth Prince understands righteousness deeply and thinks of the people of the country. He is really a rare and good His Royal Highness.

Poor civil and military ministers who are usually eloquent, at this moment they all lost their voices collectively, unable to utter a word.

Rong Jin was fine, and Wen Jinyan and Xuanyin also went back to their seats.

The four palace servants walked to the hall respectfully and silently, and began to tidy up the ruined chess sets and low tables. After a while, the messy hall was restored to cleanliness.

With the help of his confidants, Rong Jin sat cross-legged, adjusting his breath to heal his injuries.

Emperor Tiande didn't speak, and quietly waited for Rong Jin to adjust his breath, his gaze involuntarily fell on Yaohua's face.

The face of the young man with peerless appearance was as quiet as snow, calm and peaceful.

Perhaps after exposing his own strength, he no longer bothered to pretend, Yaohua didn't care about the scrutiny of others, even when facing his father, he didn't show the slightest strange expression.

His Majesty the Emperor did not speak, and the civil and military ministers also kept absolute silence, very considerate not to disturb Prince Rong's breath adjustment.

Not long after, Rong Jin opened his eyes, took a quiet look at Yaohua, and then returned to his seat with the support of his subordinates.

"If Prince Rong is unwell, I will order someone to tidy up a palace so that Prince Rong can rest."

"Thank you, Your Majesty the Emperor, but there is no need." Rong Jin's voice was flat, unable to detect any emotional fluctuations, "This king is willing to admit defeat. From now on, this king will be the servant of the Fourteenth Prince."

The surprised officials: "..."

Are you really willing to gamble and admit defeat?
The dignified Ninth Prince of the Northern Qi Dynasty, to serve as a slave to His Royal Highness the Fourteenth?
This……

(End of this chapter)