Chapter 368 The Young Singer's Journey 37
Chapter 368 The Young Singer's Journey 37
Seeing Baili Dongjun's erratic behavior, Xie Xuan swiftly knocked him unconscious and said, "Aren't you going too far with your words?"
"Really?" Xiao Yu was in a better mood now and replied, "But what I said is all true! He must think it makes sense, otherwise why would he have such a strong reaction?"
At this moment, Sikong Changfeng had recovered some of his strength. He glared at Xiao Yu and questioned, "Who exactly are you? First you crippled our cultivation, and now you're using these sarcastic words to provoke our senior brother. What exactly do you want?"
Xiao Yu raised an eyebrow slightly, noticed Sikong Changfeng leaning against a rock, and after a moment's thought, slowly spoke:
There was once a beautiful story circulating in the martial arts world about Lord Sikong and his wife. Lady Sikong once chased after her husband for thousands of miles. After catching up, she kicked Lord Sikong off his horse without saying a word, and then left gracefully without leaving a single word.
Lord Sikong chased after them for three hundred miles on horseback, and the two finally understood each other, creating a romantic tale.
Unfortunately, fate was cruel, and Lady Sikong passed away. Although Lord Sikong appeared carefree and unrestrained, he was deeply devoted to his family. After her death, he never remarried, choosing instead to raise their daughter, Sikong Qianluo, alone. This profound affection is truly moving.
A sense of foreboding rose in Sikong Changfeng's heart, and he glared angrily at Xiao Yu: "What exactly are you trying to say?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yu's lips curled into a playful smile, and he slowly said, "City Lord Sikong, do you think Feng Qiuyu truly loves you?"
"Nonsense!" Sikong Changfeng retorted loudly, his emotions running high. "You deliberately provoked Senior Brother with your words before, and now you're trying to sow discord between me?"
Xiao Yu was unconcerned by his anger and feigned surprise, saying, "Lord Sikong has truly wronged me. I was just wondering, if Feng Qiuyu truly loves you, why has she never revealed her true identity to you?"
"What exactly are you trying to say?" Sikong Changfeng's eyes were practically spitting fire.
Shui Qing had already passed away, and he would not allow anyone to tarnish her reputation.
Xiao Yu looked at Sikong Changfeng and, amidst the latter's terrified gaze, said, "Feng Qiuyu, whose original name was Feng Lingjue, was a princess of the previous dynasty of Nanjue. Due to the palace coup in Nanjue when she was young, she left the palace with her master Ye Xingchen and went into hiding. She eventually arrived in Tianqi City and became the most beautiful courtesan in Baihua Tower."
wow——
Upon hearing this, everyone present was instantly stunned!
With the previous incident involving Baili Dongjun as a prelude, Xiao Yu's words, though somewhat harsh to the ears of the crowd, were already quite credible.
Now that they heard that Feng Qiuyu was actually Princess Nanjue, no one had much doubt.
They couldn't help but think to themselves: These two city lords of Snow Moon City are quite something!
One married the princess of the fallen Northern Kingdom, and the other married the princess of the former Southern Kingdom.
Both of them actually married princesses. One from Beique, the other from Nanjue, quite a balance.
It's a mystery how they managed to pinpoint the location of these two princesses amidst the vast sea of people in Beili.
Sikong Changfeng felt a buzzing in his head, and the whole world began to spin. He started to have random thoughts involuntarily.
Shui Qing is actually the princess of Nan Jue. Why has she never revealed this to me at all?
Did she marry him for ulterior motives?
"Father, is what he said true?" Sikong Qianluo was shocked to learn about her mother's background. She quickly supported the swaying Sikong Changfeng and asked anxiously.
Wasn't her mother named Luo Shuiqing? How come she's suddenly called Feng Lingjue, or some princess of Nanjue?
Sikong Changfeng looked at his daughter and gritted his teeth: "Don't listen to his nonsense. Your mother is just a musician at the Hundred Flowers Pavilion in Tianqi City. She's not some princess from the Southern Palace."
The situation between Beili and Nanjue is tense now. If Ruoshui Qingzhen is indeed the princess of Nanjue, the imperial court will never let this go.
At that time, Qianluo will be in danger.
Thinking of this, Sikong Changfeng unconsciously glanced at Xiao Se in the corner, his mind wandering.
Xiao Yu gave a meaningful "Oh," his tone tinged with inquiry: "Really?"
Just when everyone thought he would "provoke" Sikong Changfeng in the same way he had with Baili Dongjun, he calmly straightened his clothes, stopped talking, and said no more.
Sikong Changfeng is different from Baili Dongjun. He has experienced many hardships since childhood, witnessing all aspects of life and seeing the beauty, ugliness, good, and evil of the world.
Such people tend to have more faith in their own judgment.
If Xiao Yu were to assert that Feng Qiuyu did not love him, just as he had done with Baili Dongjun, Sikong Changfeng would think that Xiao Yu was deliberately trying to hurt him and would not easily believe Xiao Yu's words.
However, Xiao Yu only left behind a short but profound "Really?", which was like a seed that quietly took root and sprouted in Sikong Changfeng's heart.
As time goes by, this seed will gradually grow until Sikong Changfeng confirms Feng Qiuyu's true identity and realizes that he may have misplaced his affections. At that time, he will suffer even greater pain.
After this ordeal, both Baili Dongjun and Sikong Changfeng were burdened with inner demons and could never recover.
Having achieved his goal, Xiao Yu gave Wuxin a look: "Let's go."
Wu Xin nodded silently.
Just as the two turned to leave, Xiao Yu suddenly noticed that besides Lei Wujie and Ji Ruofeng, there was a slender woman dressed in green beside Xiao Se.
"Ye Ruoyi?" Xiao Yu tilted his head slightly, not expecting to have such an unexpected gain during his trip to Snow Moon City.
A hint of surprise flashed in Ye Ruoyi's eyes. She hadn't expected Xiao Yu to recognize her, let alone that he would take the initiative to talk to her at this moment.
But she was no ordinary woman, and she would not show any fear at this moment. She immediately stepped forward and said, "Indeed, may I ask what advice you may have?"
Xiao Yu waved his hand lightly, his tone indifferent, as if he were talking about something unimportant: "I wouldn't call it guidance, I just want you to pass on a message to your father, Ye Xiaoying."
Ye Ruoyi's gaze was fixed on Xiao Yu, waiting for him to continue.
She had a strong feeling that this statement was anything but simple.
Xiao Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze lingering on Ye Ruoyi for a moment, before speaking in an unquestionable tone:
"Go back and tell Ye Xiaoying that I give him one month to hand over all his military duties, after which he must retire and return to his hometown, and never set foot in Tianqi City again. In this way, I can give him a peaceful end."
Upon hearing this, Ye Ruoyi's brows furrowed instantly, a sharp glint flashing in her beautiful eyes, her voice carrying a suppressed anger: "Do you know what you're saying?"
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