From Princess of the Cold Palace to Empress of Heaven

Seeing that Feng Yi was motionless, the corners of Xiao Minghuang's mouth turned up slightly, and asked:

"Could it be that Fengzhen Chuan can't get so many spirit stones, just remind me, you can also exchange them with pills, or use your sword as a mortgage!"

Xiao Minghuang had noticed long ago that the sword Feng Yi was carrying was at least a top-grade magic weapon of the yellow rank, worth far more than 15 spirit stones.

"you!"

Feng Yi was short of breath and wanted to turn around and leave.

But this place is Xia Country after all, and the master of Spirit Sword Sect did not follow.

Just like what the eighth prince said, even if the matter becomes a big deal, he won't gain anything.

Thinking of this, Feng Yi whispered:

"Junior Brother Xiao, I will leave this matter to you. If it is done, I will recommend you as an inner disciple after returning to the sect, and move to Xuanjian Peak to practice with me!"

The eighth prince originally planned to stay out of the matter, after all all the valuable things in his body, even if he had ten thousand spirit stones, would not be able to help Feng Yi.

But when he heard the words "Inner Sect Disciple", he was excited and responded without thinking carefully:

"Brother Feng, don't worry, I will definitely take care of this matter!"

It was only when he said this that he regretted it, but he couldn't change his words, so he could only bite the bullet and say it.

The Eighth Prince looked at Xiao Minghuang, squeezed out a smile, and said:

"Jiumei, what happened today is all a misunderstanding, why don't we make peace, and give Jiumei [-] spirit stones as compensation for my brother, how about it?"

Hearing this, Xiao Minghuang hooked the corners of his mouth, showing a hint of sarcasm, but did not speak.

Seeing this, the Eighth Prince knew that it was impossible to be soft, and he had to be tough.

"Jiumei, do you know that Senior Brother Feng Yi is the closed disciple of the elder Xuanjian of the Spirit Sword Sect. If you humiliate him today, you will cause endless disasters for Daxia. If you really arouse the anger of the Spirit Sword Sect , the hundreds of millions of lives in our Great Xia will all be buried with you for your momentary arrogance!"

The Eighth Prince's tone was full of sadness, as if all the hundreds of millions of living beings in Great Xia had suffered a catastrophe because of Xiao Minghuang alone, making the hearts of the people next to him jump with fear, and even their breathing became a little short.

Xiao Minghuang said coldly:

"Do you think I'll be scared if you say that?"

While speaking, Xiao Minghuang moved his steps and approached the Eighth Prince, his eyes fell on him like lightning.

Stared at by such eyes, the Eighth Prince suddenly felt like falling into an ice cave, as if his whole body was frozen.

"The Eighth Prince speaks for the Spirit Sword Sect. He presumably has already taken refuge in the Spirit Sword Sect. This time, when he returns to Beijing, does he want to use the help of the Spirit Sword Sect to win the position of the crown prince, to inherit the great rule in the future, and then to rule the entire Great Prince?" Xia packed it and sold it to Spirit Sword Sect?"

What Xiao Minghuang said was right, it directly pierced the Eighth Prince's mind.

100. How about being my wife?

"I'm not!"

"I do not have!"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"I'm just studying at the Spirit Sword Gate, why would I want to betray my mother country!"

The Eighth Prince repeatedly denied it.

"Since he is not such a person, why should he help the Spirit Sword Sect and oppress our Great Xia people?"

Xiao Minghuang's tone was mocking.

"I..."

Hearing what Xiao Minghuang said, the Eighth Prince was dumb and couldn't tell what he was suffering from.

At this time, everyone present also saw clearly the true face of the Eighth Prince.

"It turns out that the Eighth Prince has already joined the Spirit Sword Sect, no wonder he is so helpful to outsiders."

"The dignified prince, who actually eats inside and outside, is really a hypocrite with double appearance!"

At this moment, everyone looked at the Eighth Prince with contempt, contempt, and anger in their eyes.

Being watched by countless gazes, the eighth prince suddenly felt at a loss.

Feng Yi also frowned, feeling that the Eighth Prince was unreliable at all, so he took advantage of the Eighth Prince's attention to attract everyone's attention, and slipped out in hiding.

The Eighth Prince turned his head and saw Feng Yi's figure disappearing, he panicked all of a sudden.

His eyes wandered around, and fell on Lin Wanqiu.

He once heard Emperor Xia mention that Xiao Minghuang and Lin Wanqiu originally had a marriage contract, and Emperor Xia wanted to marry them, but Xiao Minghuang refused.

But at this time, Lin Wanqiu was still by Xiao Minghuang's side, there must have been a secret discord between the two of them.

The Eighth Prince panicked for a while, pointed at Lin Wanqiu and said loudly:

"Miss Lin, I know that you have a marriage contract with Jiumei, and that the emperor once decreed the marriage, but do you know?"

"Jiumei personally refused the marriage offer. She doesn't like you at all, but she insists on keeping you. If you stay by her side, there will be no good results at all!"

This statement came out.

Everyone present was shocked.

They never knew that Princess Ziwei was engaged to Miss Beiyang City.

And Princess Ziwei seems to be refusing to marry?

If what the Eighth Prince said is true, then Princess Ziwei's attitude is really worth pondering.

Sensing the change in the atmosphere, Lin Wanqiu's expression darkened. Although she had been with His Highness for so long, she didn't know His Highness's attitude towards her.

Xiao Minghuang's expression turned cold, she didn't really care about what she said just now.

But when the Eighth Prince talked about Lin Wanqiu, she couldn't calm down anymore.

Xiao Minghuang took a step forward and instantly came to the Eighth Prince's face. The palm of his hand shone like a star, and he grabbed the Eighth Prince's throat and lifted him abruptly.

Her speed is too fast to be seen.

"Eighth prince, if you say a little more about what you just said, don't blame me for killing you!"

Her tone was cold, like a sharp dagger piercing the Eighth Prince's chest.

The Eighth Prince was frightened out of his wits.

The strength from Xiao Minghuang's hands made him breathless, he only felt suffocated for a while, and felt that his life was about to be harvested.

He felt that he was about to die, and he suddenly realized that the person he had really offended was not Xiao Minghuang, but Lin Wanqiu.

He hastily begged for mercy:

"Jiumei, brother made a mistake, take back what you just said!"

"I apologize to you, I apologize to Miss Lin, please let me go, please, Jiumei, please!"

After finishing speaking, he patted Xiao Minghuang's arm on his neck with his hands, hoping that she would let him go.

Xiao Minghuang looked at him, snorted coldly, and the force in his hands became even stronger, the Eighth Prince was pinched almost to death.

She slowly loosened the eighth prince's neck, and the eighth prince immediately collapsed on the ground, coughing violently.

He was panting heavily, as if he had no bones all over his body, as if he had escaped from death.

Xiao Minghuang ignored the eighth prince who was like a dead dog. She raised her eyes to look around the crowd, then walked towards Lin Wanqiu slowly, and held Lin Wanqiu's hand under the gaze of the other party's beautiful eyes.

interlocking fingers.

She held up her clenched hands, looked at everyone, and said loudly:

"Today, I want to declare here that Lin Wanqiu is my future wife, Xiao Minghuang. Anyone who dares to plot her will be killed without mercy!"

Her voice was loud and firm.

Hearing Xiao Minghuang's words, the scene erupted.

"Princess Ziwei is going to marry Miss Beiyang City, spread the word quickly!"

But there are others who disagree.

"How can this same-sex relationship be a marriage..."

Someone sneered and said:

"Among warriors, same-sex marriage is very normal. Ordinary people, ignorant and ignorant, this statement is not worth refuting!"

Xiao Minghuang ignored everyone's reactions, turned to look at Lin Wanqiu, who had a pretty blushing face, and said softly:

"Late autumn, how about being my wife?"

Lin Wanqiu looked at Xiao Minghuang, and seeing the sincere smile on her face, she couldn't help being stunned.

Although Xiao Minghuang in the past was very gentle, she knew that it was not the kind of tenderness between lovers.

But at this moment, it changed.

She didn't even know when it started to change.

Is it from when you left Beiyang City?

Or from the first retreat?

she does not know.

Perhaps, this is why the love doesn't know where it started, and it goes deeper and deeper.

"I, will!"

Lin Wanqiu had a smile on her face.

She felt that her eye sockets were sore, as if something wet was about to flow down.

Xiao Minghuang raised his hand, gently wiped Lin Wanqiu's eyes, and said softly:

"It's ugly to cry, but it doesn't look good!"

In an instant, Lin Wanqiu smiled through tears, and wiped away the tears with her hand, with a bright smile on her face, as bright as a lily.

"Your Highness!"

Lin Wanqiu said coquettishly.

Her heart is full of sweetness.

Xiao Minghuang looked at her, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene.

Looking at the eighth prince again, I felt that this person was a shameless person who spread rumors and caused trouble.

"The relationship between Princess Ziwei and Miss Beiyang City is so good, I want you to talk too much!"

"Princess Ziwei and Miss Lin are really beautiful, a match made in heaven!"

"I see, it's just that the eighth prince is jealous of his natural couple!"

"The Eighth Prince is afraid that the toad wants to eat swan meat!"

"Ha ha..."

Everyone laughed, and the store was filled with a happy atmosphere.

The Eighth Prince's face was extremely embarrassed, but he didn't dare to show it.

Lin Wanqiu looked at the people around her with a slight smile on her face.

"The Eighth Prince is His Highness's elder brother after all, please be merciful."

After hearing this, everyone gradually quieted down, but some people still whispered.

"Look at Miss Lin's state of mind, the eighth prince will not be able to catch up with eight lifetimes of cultivation."

"Miss Lin is very generous, she is not as knowledgeable as them, and she is not as fussy as this kind of person."

"Why do you think there are such people in this world? It's really embarrassing for us men!"

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101. Old Wife