Quick Wear: The host is a jerk again and runs away

Chapter 220 Princess Qingcheng 20

Inside the Xuanzheng Hall.

Emperor Wen was wearing a dragon robe and sitting on a high throne. Xia Shaoheng stood in the hall with his fists clenched tightly.

"Father, why did you grant a marriage to Xie Yunya and Nan Rou?"

Emperor Wen put down the memorial in his hand and fixed his sharp eyes on his son standing in the hall.

"If An Xia likes it, I will satisfy her."

Xia Shaoheng was not willing to give in. "But I have already treated Nan Rou as my wife. How can she be with Xie Yunya..."

"Enough!" Emperor Wen interrupted him before he finished speaking.

His face was unfriendly, and his tone was dignified and threatening: "I have said it before, no matter who An Xia chooses, I will pave the way for her."

"Since An Xia likes the boy from the Xie family, you should also fulfill your duty as a brother and congratulate An Xia and present a gift for her wedding."

A gift? Congratulations?

Congratulations on marrying another man?!

Xia Shaoheng gnashed his teeth in anger, but he couldn't vent his anger to Emperor Wen. "I'm sorry, I can't obey your order! I'll take my leave."

After saying this, he quickly retreated, unable to hide his sadness and loss.

It would be more painful for him to watch her marry another man than to kill him.

He is not her brother, no!

As if he had made up his mind, Xia Shaoheng walked straight towards Yuehua Palace.

At that time, Xue Yi was in a cold war with Jun Liche. After hearing the imperial edict, Jun Liche disappeared, and Xue Yi didn't know where he went.

She was lying on the couch, enjoying the pastries fed by Ruhua.

Xia Shaoheng went straight to the inner hall with a gloomy and cold face. He became even more annoyed when he looked at Ruhua beside him and the palace maids in the hall.

"All of you, get out of here!" he growled. The future emperor was already so frightening that people could tremble with fear, and their power could be vaguely seen.

The palace maids and servants knelt on the ground and quickly retreated.

Ruhua struggled for a moment, but when she met Xia Shaoheng's gloomy eyes, she felt frightened.

She had no choice but to put down the cake in her hand, quickly stepped back and closed the door of the palace.

As soon as the palace door closed, Xia Shaoheng stared at the figure on the couch with a dark and unclear look.

Xueyi sat up and asked doubtfully, "Brother Shaoheng?"

Xia Shaoheng walked over step by step. There was still some pastry residue at the corner of the girl's mouth. She was blinking and staring at him in confusion.

Seeing that he didn't reply, the girl seemed a little scared and asked nervously: "What's wrong with you? Brother Shaoheng..."

She was about to say something when she was stopped by the man's kiss. He was very strong and held Xue Yi's head with his long arms, holding her in his arms and not letting her move a step.

"Let me go..." She wanted to push him away, but the man held her down and carried her to the bed.

He seemed to be a little crazy, and his face looked extremely ugly.

"Nan Rou, didn't I tell you? I asked you to reconsider and not choose Xie Yunya!" His fingers stroked her cheek, his voice sinister and low, like the whisper of a devil.

[No, why is this guy so crazy? What is he going to do? ]

[The master wishes for the best, sob sob sob~]

Xue Yi was so scared that she burst into tears, "Brother Shaoheng, what are you doing? Brother Yunya and I love each other, so we should get married..."

The more she said this, the angrier Xia Shaoheng became.

"I don't allow it!"

In a rage, the man turned the internal force in his hand, and in an instant the dress on Xue Yi's body turned into pieces, and even his golden python robe slipped to the ground.

Xue Yi was really panicking now, "You..."

But there was no time to deal with him, he pressed down hard to control the girl's struggling body, and layers of bed curtains fell, covering the figures of the two.

Nan Rou, I'm sorry...

But he couldn't bear to watch her marry someone else. As long as she didn't marry someone else, she could take his life.

The sound of sobbing and crying for mercy was heard in the room. The young man forcefully held the person in his arms, afraid of hurting her but also angry.

His eyes were surging, and the future emperor restrained his anger and became humble and gentle. For the first time, he began to be afraid, and his voice choked: "Nan Rou, you are mine..."

"do not leave me."

……

When Jun Liche arranged everything and returned to Yuehua Palace, he found the atmosphere extremely depressing.

The palace maids were kneeling on the ground, and Ruhua was crying with her hands covering her mouth.

He frowned and walked over quickly. "What's going on?"

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is here, Princess...Princess..." Ruhua's voice was intermittent, and she was crying so hard that it seemed like she couldn't speak.

But Jun Liche had already walked to the door of the hall. With his strong internal strength, he could easily hear the sounds inside the hall.

He was so angry that he was shaking all over. He pushed the door open and then closed it. Feeling the intrusion of a strange breath, Xia Shaoheng stopped.

"Get out!" His voice was still hoarse.

Jun Liche stood there, his legs felt like they weighed a thousand pounds, he had difficulty breathing, and his blood was rushing up.

How could the prince...

"Your Highness, how can you force the princess!" He couldn't suppress the anger in his heart. The sound of the girl's crying was like needles piercing his heart, making him so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.

Xia Shaoheng snorted coldly, recognizing his voice.

"You are just a palace servant. You have no right to interfere in the affairs of me and Nan Rou! Get out!" As he said this, he swung out the deep internal force in his palm, and Jun Liche quickly dodged.

The vase and chair behind him shattered instantly, and it was obvious that the person who exerted the force was angry.

Hearing the sound of something breaking, the girl cried even louder, "Don't hit him, don't hit him..."

She was pleading for Jun Liche, but Xia Shaoheng became even angrier.

"I'll say it again, get out!" Xia Shaoheng was obviously angry. He stood up, picked up the clothes scattered on the ground and put them on casually.

Jun Liche clenched his fists tightly. He was the prince, her royal brother, how could he force her to do such a thing!

He said no more and rushed over to take Xue Yi away.

Xia Shaoheng tried to stop them, and chaos broke out in the hall. The two men fought fiercely, with each move being ruthless.

The internal force surged, and the two were evenly matched. The chairs and the valuable ornaments in the house exploded bit by bit, and in the end, Jun Liche was the better. But he was also injured, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Xia Shaoheng was knocked back to the ground, and the sound of broken bones was heard. Taking this opportunity, Jun Liche immediately picked up Xue Yi who was wrapped up and walked towards the door.

"Li Che!" Xia Shaoheng's face was ferocious and his voice was terrifying and extremely vicious.

Because it was snowing and he couldn't climb through the window, Jun Liche had to quickly kick the door open and leave.

Ruhua saw Jun Liche leaving with Xueyi, whose face was covered with tears, and she burst into tears, "Princess..."

How could His Royal Highness the Crown Prince treat the princess like this!

He is her brother!

Apparently other palace maids also saw it, and before long, this royal scandal spread throughout the palace.

Xia Shaoheng was captured by Emperor Wen's secret guards and brought to the Xuan Zheng Hall. Emperor Wen was so angry that he wanted to kill him with a sword.

He drew his sword, his chest heaving with anger, obviously he was very angry.

"Rebellious son! An Xia and the Xie family kid are going to get married next month. How can An Xia cope with your behavior?"

"Then let An Xia be my son's crown princess!"

Originally, she was meant to be his wife.

Xia Shaoheng would rather die than repent. His bones were broken and he was hit by a sword by Emperor Wen. Although it was only on the arm, it was already the end of his strength.

Not long after, he fainted due to his serious injuries.

No matter how angry Emperor Wen was, he had to summon the imperial physician to treat him first.

He only has one son who is capable of shouldering this responsibility. His time is running out, and he will eventually inherit the throne...