Quick Transmigration: Cannon Fodder's Daily Rise to Power and Face-Slapping

Chapter 218 Slapping the Arrogant Crown Prince in the Face 11

“This…” the guest minister stammered.

He had never met anyone more beautiful than Leng Yuexing.

The last time Leng Yuexing came to the East Palace, he took a glimpse of her from afar and was truly amazed by her beauty.

Especially Leng Yuexing's demeanor, as pure and noble as a snow lotus on a high mountain, hardly seemed like someone who had fallen into a place of pleasure.

He even sent someone to investigate Qingfeng Tower, and found out that this person really was a male prostitute who grew up in Qingfeng Tower.

His ability to remain untainted by the mud truly earned his deepest respect.

Gongsun Jing looked at the guest minister's hesitant manner and his eyes hardened. "You don't need to say anything more. This matter is separate from ours. I will never hand it over to someone else."

After hesitating for a long time, the guest minister finally replied in a low voice, "Yes, Your Highness."

After the guest left, Gongsun Jing summoned the secret guards he had secretly trained and ordered them to capture Leng Yuexing and imprison her in a secret dungeon on the day Dongfang Ye was to be married.

On the day of the wedding, the streets of the capital were packed with people, as almost the entire city came out to watch this grand wedding.

They wanted to see what kind of person the Imperial Advisor liked, and who it was that could make him personally request the Emperor to grant him a marriage.

However, the Imperial Advisor had made it clear that no one was allowed to speak ill of Leng Yuexing, so the people were filled with curiosity and speculation about her.

"Hey, do you think this Imperial Preceptor's wife might have some kind of supernatural power?"

"What 'Grand Preceptor's Wife'? The one who married the Grand Preceptor was also a man. Just call him 'Sir'!"

"I know nothing of supernatural powers, but I have heard that Lord Leng is like an immortal descended to earth! His appearance and temperament are unparalleled in the world!"

"Really? I really want to meet him!"

"Stop talking!! They're here! The wedding procession is here!"

The people who were discussing the matter all looked up and stared, and saw the Imperial Preceptor Dongfang Ye, dressed in wedding attire, riding a tall horse at the very front.

In front of everyone, Dongfang Ye always appeared as an otherworldly being, with an elegant demeanor that kept people at a distance.

Some observant people noticed a faint smile on Dongfang Ye's lips, which made him seem much more approachable.

They gazed toward the back of the wedding procession, but saw no bride's sedan chair. Instead, beside Dongfang Ye stood a tall, magnificent horse of the same color as the one he was riding.

This was Dongfang Ye's special instruction; he would not hide Leng Yuexing in the bridal sedan chair, as Leng Yuexing was meant to walk alongside him.

Meanwhile, Leng Yuexing, whom Dongfang Ye was thinking of, encountered an uninvited guest.

The man was dressed in all black, his face covered by a mask. He jumped in through the window and landed in front of Leng Yuexing.

Leng Yuexing was already dressed in the same wedding attire as Dongfang Ye.

However, the headdress he wore was different from Dongfang Ye's.

The crown was meticulously crafted from pure gold and precious stones, radiating a dazzling light.

Behind the crown, two red ribbons, each about a hand's width wide, cascaded down like a waterfall, fluttering gently in the breeze, like a beautiful veil worn by a bride.

Leng Yuexing raised her eyes to look at the man in black standing in front of her. There was no surprise on his face. She calmly asked, "What did Gongsun Jing send you here for?"

Upon hearing this, the man in black removed his mask and slowly knelt down on one knee before Leng Yuexing, saying, "My lord, Gongsun Jing has ordered me to bring you to the dark dungeon."

"Is that the dark dungeon that once tormented countless members of our clan?" Leng Yuexing said coldly.

"Yes!" the man in black said sternly.

Upon hearing this, Leng Yuexing slammed her hand on the armrest of the chair, causing it to shatter into dust in front of the two of them and slowly drift down.

Leng Yuexing laughed cruelly, "Very well, since that's the case, An Ming, you lead your men to massacre the Dark Prison. The time has come; it's time for us to pay for our blood debts."

Anming looked up, his voice trembling slightly, "My lord?"

Leng Yuexing lowered her eyes, "Anming, do you blame me for always keeping you by Gongsun Jing's side and making you work for him?"

Anming shook his head. "If it weren't for the fact that the master saved me from Gongsun Jing, I would have been taken to the dark dungeon and tortured to death by those scumbags long ago!"

"Gongsun Jing deliberately created such a dark and sunless cage, where he dragged the captured Yu Kingdom people into the dark dungeon like livestock, leaving his wolves and tigers to torture and kill them. I have long hated his men to the bone!"

"If we hadn't been lurking by Gongsun Jing's side all along, we would never have been able to find the location of the secret prison. My lord, you don't know, he built the secret prison in..."

Anming gritted his teeth, "Build it right under the mass grave!"

Leng Yuexing's breath hitched upon hearing this, and she murmured, "Under the mass grave?"

"Yes! Those people are absolutely depraved!"

Leng Yuexing silently picked up the fan on the table and fanned herself, her eyes icy cold. "Have An Yi impersonate me and pretend to be drugged and taken to the dark prison. Have An Er take our people and hide first."

"Once Gongsun Jing's men arrive, kill them all."

"Yes, my lord." Anming got up and walked towards the window.

Leng Yuexing's icy voice suddenly rang out, "Don't let them die too easily. I will join you later."

"Your subordinate obeys." After saying this, Anming jumped out of the window. By then, it was already dark, and Anming's figure instantly blended into the darkness.

After Anming left, the sound of drums and music from the wedding procession grew louder as it approached, indicating that the procession had arrived at Qingfeng Tower.

There was a knock on the door, and the madam walked in with a smile and light steps. "Young master, the Imperial Advisor is downstairs."

"Oh? What's going on next?" Leng Yuexing asked with a smirk.

"Since it's a wedding procession, there naturally needs to be a test. The young ladies and gentlemen are down there putting in their best effort to compete with the Imperial Advisor!" the madam said with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of a zither drifted up from downstairs. The melodious tune was "The Phoenix Seeks Its Mate."

As the music faded, Nuannuan carefully approached with a piece of paper. Upon seeing Leng Yuexing, she bowed and smiled, saying, "Young Master, this is a letter from the Imperial Preceptor to you."

Nuan Nuan handed the paper to Leng Yuexing, who took it and looked down at it.

The gentle breeze and bright moon cannot ease my longing; only the cold moon and stars can.

After reading it, Leng Yuexing laughed and said, "He passed?"

Nuannuan shook her head and said, "Miss Min'er and the Imperial Preceptor are playing pitch-pot."

Upon hearing this, Leng Yuexing smiled and said, "Come with me down to take a look."

After Leng Yuexing finished speaking, she took the lead and walked towards the stairwell.

From the third floor, Leng Yuexing could hear the cheers from the first floor. It seemed that Dongfang Ye had made all his shots and received cheers from the whole audience.

Amidst the cheers, Leng Yuexing descended the stairs step by step.

Anyone on the first floor who caught sight of Leng Yuexing held their breath and dared not blink, for fear that the beautiful scene before them would vanish.

Looking up and seeing Leng Yuexing, Dongfang Ye couldn't help but feel a pang of regret. He regretted that he hadn't hidden Leng Yuexing away, allowing everyone to witness his breathtaking beauty.