Chapter 89: The Might of the Imperial Uncle (1)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The news of the imperial decree quickly reached Lian Bingyu’s ears. She was so angry that she slammed the teacup in her hand onto the ground. “What did you say? The emperor actually betrothed that slut, Yan Jinfeng, to His Highness the Third Prince?”

During this time, she had been thinking about how to deal with Li Yaoyao. However, the other party seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth. There was no trace of her. The people she had sent out to search for her had yet to find any news of her.

Who knew that before she could find Li Yaoyao, an imperial decree for marriage would make her feel like she had been struck by lightning. She was furious and enraged.

She had thought that her greatest enemy was Li Yaoyao, but in the end, Yan Jinfeng had suddenly swept the stage.

“Yan Jinfeng, how dare you snatch His Highness the Third Prince from me! I’ll make you die without a burial place!”

Yan Song had never expected that by offering advice to the Nanling Emperor, he would end up digging his own grave. Now that the imperial decree for the marriage had been publicly announced, unless the Nanling Emperor was willing to bear the loss of his reputation and take back the imperial decree, there was no way this marriage could be changed.

However, if the imperial edict for the marriage was not taken back, their Imperial Preceptor’s Estate would have to bear Lian Bingyu’s wrath. What should they do?

After learning about the imperial decree for the betrothal, Yan Song rushed to the palace to discuss countermeasures with the Nanling Emperor.

“Your Majesty, why was the imperial decree for marriage changed?”

“If you ask me, who should I ask?” The Nanling Emperor was in a bad mood. Not only had he given the wrong marriage, but he had also given Ye Jiushang the opportunity to be the first to have an engagement with Xue Fanxin.

Now that Xue Fanxin was already the Ninth Imperial Uncle’s fiancée, his original plan was impossible to carry out. Without Xue Fanxin, his bargaining chip, he did not know how to make Xue Batian fight for him with all his heart.

The current situation was quite disadvantageous to him. The Dongxiang Empire was watching his lands covetously, and he could not find the best general to fight this battle. He was filled with regret!

If he had known this would happen, he would not have been in a hurry to get rid of Xue Batian in the first place, causing things to worsen to such a state.

Long ago, when the Ninth Imperial Uncle stepped forward to speak for the Xue family army, he should have sensed it and not been in a hurry to attack Xue Batian.

“Someone, come and prepare the carriage for the Ninth King’s Estate.”

“Your Majesty, are you going to see the Ninth Imperial Uncle?” Yan Song asked weakly. At the mention of the unfathomable Ninth Imperial Uncle, he felt nervous and afraid.

In the past, the Ninth Imperial Uncle had often disappeared and did not care about the matters of the court. There were no conflicts of interest between him and the Ninth Imperial Uncle, so they had been living in harmony all these years. But now, the Ninth Imperial Uncle had proposed marriage to the Duke’s Estate. This meant that the Ninth Imperial Uncle would be standing on the Duke’s Estate’s side.

No wonder the imperial edict had changed. That must be something the Ninth Imperial Uncle had done. Only the Ninth Imperial Uncle could do this without anyone noticing.

What Yan Song could think of, the Nanling Emperor naturally could too. That was why he was in a hurry to see the Ninth Imperial Uncle and discuss the matter with him.

However, at this moment, the Ninth Imperial Uncle was playing chess with Xue Batian in the Duke’s Estate. He seemed very relaxed.

Xue Batian, on the other hand, was so anxious that his forehead was covered in sweat. He hesitated for a long time, but it was still a loss, making him extremely depressed. “You punk, your chess skills are really impressive. I admit defeat, okay?”

“Since the Duke has admitted defeat, I’ll take Little Xin’er away. I guarantee that I’ll send her back unscathed a month later,” Ye Jiushang said with a mysterious smile.

Xue Fanxin watched the two of them play chess and felt very bored. She yawned a few times. Just as she was about to doze off, the butler suddenly came to report, “Duke, the emperor is here. He’s almost at the door.”

“This Nanling Emperor is not in his Imperial Palace working hard as an emperor. What has he come to my estate for? Could it be that he wants to force me to fight for him?” Xue Batian already knew about the shady dealings between the Nanling Emperor and Yan Song. He also knew that these two people were in cahoots and wanted to use his precious granddaughter for their own benefit. As a result, he did not have a good impression of either of them, not even the Nanling Emperor.

Ye Jiushang played with the chess piece on his finger and smiled coldly.. “He should be looking for me.”