Fierce Concubine: Reborn as a Vicious Queen

A trace of ridicule appeared in the prince's eyes, extremely light and cold, and said—

"So, I want to thank the right prime minister for his kindness." His gentle voice was as gentle as a spring, with a faint contempt and mockery.

Xuanyuan Qiche, who was standing beside him, appeared calm, but thought secretly in his heart. Why did the father call him over to listen to the murder of his daughter? Could it be that he had discovered something?

Besides, although Su Yueming is a clan prince personally named by the emperor, it is not a great part. He is far from asking about it personally. Could it be...

His secretive gaze swept towards the prince-

Did he say something in front of his father? What did he say? Can the father pay so much attention to Su Yueming?

"..." The emperor knocked the ring in his hand heavily on the table and made a dull hum. Su Buqing's body lowered even lower, and fine beads of sweat gradually emerged from his forehead.

"The Funing clan Ji has made contributions to the Great Zhou Dynasty. She is the one who has made meritorious contributions in our dynasty. You are so right prime minister, who dares to offer advice to the court if you pass it out!"

Su Buqing kowtowed and said, "What the emperor said is very true. I am considering owing Zhou, so I ask the emperor to punish him."

The emperor looked at Xuanyuan Qiche, who was silent on the side and said, "Che'er."

"Yes, my son is here." Xuanyuan Qiche stepped forward and knelt down.

"Prime Minister Su made meritorious service on his crimes and went to the Qin Dynasty to find Su Yueming's whereabouts and bring her back. You can go with you." The emperor gave the order.

Xuanyuan Qiche was stunned and asked his dignified sixth prince to find a concubine daughter?

"Sixth brother, do you have any objections to the father's will?" asked the prince. Xuanyuan Qiche looked up, and his face was as gentle and calm as usual, but it clearly made him feel a cold and alienated aura.

At this moment, he understood that the relationship between him and the prince was completely broken after Su Yueming was kidnapped by Murong Canghai. In this life, they were already enemies.

"Che'er?" The emperor's voice exuded a hint of impatience.

Xuanyuan Qiche bowed down and said respectfully—

"The son minister has no objection. The son minister follows the order and will definitely bring Su Yueming back to the Great Zhou Dynasty and not humiliate the emperor's order."

"So, let's set off immediately." The emperor stood up, raised his hand, and signaled everyone to retreat. He had not recovered from his serious illness and looked tired.

The prince and Xuanyuan Qiche walked out of the imperial study one after another. Xuanyuan Qiche kept staring at the prince's back in a python robe, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

His back seemed to have a layer of frost, cold and indifferent. Xuanyuan Qiche suddenly realized that he had been with the prince for many years, and he always thought that he was as gentle as jade, and as lukewarm as he seemed on the surface.

Now I know that he was wrong. In fact, the prince's coldness is almost unmatched.

This section of the road is not far, but the prince walked very slowly, as if he was thinking about something, and as if he was saying goodbye to something.

The prince suddenly stopped, Xuanyuan Qiche lowered his head slightly, and lowered the expression on his face, still as decent and polite as usual.

The prince turned around, the wind blew, his hair was slightly floating, quiet and gentle. He walked over, raised his hand and patted Xuanyuan Qiche on the shoulder, and said-

"Sixth brother, I wish you a safe return with Su Yueming." He said these last four words very slowly, like a sharp blade, slowly cutting open his chest.

"Yes, Your Highness." He lowered his head slightly, his eyes fell on the prince's hand that was placed on his shoulder. His fingers were slender, clean, and clearly defined. His shoulders sank and felt an invisible and powerful pressure.

A hint of ridicule appeared in his eyes, extremely light and cold, and said—

"So, I want to thank the right prime minister for his kindness." His gentle voice was as gentle as a spring, with a faint contempt and mockery.

Xuanyuan Qiche, who was standing beside him, appeared calm, but thought secretly in his heart. Why did the father call him over to listen to the murder of his daughter? Could it be that he had discovered something?

Besides, although Su Yueming is a clan prince personally named by the emperor, it is not a great part. He is far from asking about it personally. Could it be...

His secretive gaze swept towards the prince-

Did he say something in front of his father? What did he say? Can the father pay so much attention to Su Yueming?

"..." The emperor knocked the ring in his hand heavily on the table and made a dull hum. Su Buqing's body lowered even lower, and fine beads of sweat gradually emerged from his forehead.

"The Funing clan Ji has made contributions to the Great Zhou Dynasty. She is the one who has made meritorious contributions in our dynasty. You are so right prime minister, who dares to offer advice to the court if you pass it out!"

Su Buqing kowtowed and said, "What the emperor said is very true. I am considering owing Zhou, so I ask the emperor to punish him."

The emperor looked at Xuanyuan Qiche, who was silent on the side and said, "Che'er."

"Yes, my son is here." Xuanyuan Qiche stepped forward and knelt down.

"Prime Minister Su made meritorious service on his crimes and went to the Qin Dynasty to find Su Yueming's whereabouts and bring her back. You can go with you." The emperor gave the order.

Xuanyuan Qiche was stunned and asked his dignified sixth prince to find a concubine daughter?

"Sixth brother, do you have any objections to the father's will?" asked the prince. Xuanyuan Qiche looked up, and his face was as gentle and calm as usual, but it clearly made him feel a cold and alienated aura.

At this moment, he understood that the relationship between him and the prince was completely broken after Su Yueming was kidnapped by Murong Canghai. In this life, they were already enemies.

"Che'er?" The emperor's voice exuded a hint of impatience.

Xuanyuan Qiche bowed down and said respectfully—

"The son minister has no objection. The son minister follows the order and will definitely bring Su Yueming back to the Great Zhou Dynasty and not be humiliated by the emperor's order."

"So, let's set off immediately." The emperor stood up, raised his hand, and signaled everyone to retreat. He had not recovered from his serious illness and looked tired.

The prince and Xuanyuan Qiche walked out of the imperial study one after another. Xuanyuan Qiche kept staring at the prince's back in a python robe, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

His back seemed to have a layer of frost, cold and indifferent. Xuanyuan Qiche suddenly realized that he had been with the prince for many years, and he always thought that he was as gentle as jade, and as tepid as he seemed on the surface.

Now I know that he was wrong. In fact, the prince's coldness is almost unmatched.

This section of the road is not far, but the prince walked very slowly, as if he was thinking about something, and as if he was saying goodbye to something.

The prince suddenly stopped, Xuanyuan Qiche lowered his head slightly, and lowered the expression on his face, still as decent and polite as usual.

The prince turned around, the wind blew, his hair was slightly floating, quiet and gentle. He walked over, raised his hand and patted Xuanyuan Qiche on the shoulder, and said-

"Sixth brother, I wish you a safe return with Su Yueming." He said these last four words very slowly, like a sharp blade, slowly cutting open his chest.

"Yes, Your Highness." He lowered his head slightly, his eyes fell on the hands that the prince placed on his shoulders. His fingers were slender, clean, and clearly defined. When his shoulders sank, he felt an invisible and powerful pressure.