C161 Were You Willing to Marry Me?

Yue Lingyan bit her lips. She had never thought that such a thing would happen today. She clenched her fists tightly.

Yun Hong and Yun Yixuan were shocked as well. They looked at Feng Yu and found that she looked normal. They guessed that she knew about this. Otherwise, she would not be so calm.

Yun Hong sighed. He looked at her and saw that she had made up her mind. If he said something reckless, it might ruin her plan.

Everyone had different thoughts. Beiming Xue never thought that her father would give that ugly bastard to Brother Jiu. How could that ugly bastard be worthy of Brother Jiu? Besides, what about Yan Yan?

She looked at Yue Lingyan’s pale face and felt sorry for her. She clenched her fists and rushed out without thinking, “My father, I have something to say.”

Bei Ming Jiu knew that his daughter was a fool. He guessed that she could not say anything useful. Therefore, he said in a serious tone, “We have not finished talking. When is it your turn to talk? Get out.”

Bei Ming Xue did not expect her father to not give her a chance to speak. She shook her head and said, “No, father, I have something to say. This ugly bastard is not worthy of Brother Jiu. You cannot give her to Brother Jiu…”

“Shut up.” Bei Ming Jiu’s face turned dark. He said angrily, “Men, take the princess away. If she still dares to talk nonsense, throw her to the jail.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

The two guards went up and pulled Beiming Xue away. When she saw that Beiming Jiuli was really angry, she bit her lips and didn’t dare to speak anymore. She just let the guards pull her away.

She didn’t expect her father to become so scary. Just because she said one more word, she was thrown into the prison. It was too scary. She couldn’t help but tremble.

Beiming Chen glanced at her calmly. He didn’t say anything.

Seeing that Beiming Xue was pulled away, Beiming Jiuli looked at Beiming Chen and said, “Prince Chen, tell me now, are you willing to marry the third missy?”

“I am willing.”

Beiming Chen stood there. He didn’t bow down like Beiming Hao, nor did he show any fear. He didn’t even call his father ‘Your Majesty’. He didn’t even look at Beiming Jiuli.

He just spoke in such a cold and indifferent tone.

All the ministers were shocked again. This Prince Chen wasn’t too cold and disrespectful to the Emperor. The Emperor didn’t seem to care about his attitude. However, what shocked them the most was that Prince Chen was willing to marry the third missy of the General’s Palace.

Was he blind?

Or was he having a strange taste?

All the ministers looked at Beiming Chen and then at Feng Yu. They sighed. The third missy of the General’s Palace was really lucky. The daughters of the ministers started to be jealous.

How was this ugly girl worthy of the title of Prince Chen? Why wasn’t she the one who was bestowed with the title of Prince Chen?

Sigh, reincarnation was really important. If they were the daughters of Second Young Master Yun, then the ones who were bestowed with the title of Prince Chen would be them.

Wuwu, why wasn’t father Second Young Master Yun?

Nine Li nodded with satisfaction and looked at Feng Yu with a smile. He said, “Little girl Feng, are you willing to marry Prince Chen? If you are…”

“Wait…”

Before he finished, a voice that was like the voice of a demon entered their ears. This voice was so unique that everyone could tell who it was even without looking.

The ministers were curious again. What else did the Chief want to say?

Feng Yu looked at the stage in surprise. She saw the man beside Beiming Jiuli leaning lazily on the back of the chair. He was holding a glass in his hand and his eyes were slightly lowered. Everyone could only see the dark purple mark on his forehead, but they couldn’t see his expression.

“What does Chief Long want to say?”

Beiming Jiuli stopped and turned to look at Long Zixuan. He had a smile on his face, and he didn’t look unhappy at all.

Long Zixuan swirled the glass in his hand and said with a faint smile, “As the saying goes, a master for a day, a father for a lifetime. Emperor, you bestowed the title of Prince Chen to me. Shouldn’t you ask for my opinion?”

Boom!

The words raised a huge storm. Everyone looked at Long Zixuan in shock. The disciple he was talking about was the third lady or the Prince of Chen?

However, no matter who his disciple was, it seemed that the Master did not approve of this marriage.

Yun Yixuan frowned and looked at Long Zixuan. Nobody knew what he was thinking. Beiming Chen looked up and pursed his lips. He looked at Long Zixuan coldly. His dark eyes were filled with bloodthirsty killing intent.

[Could it be that Yun Fengyu is his disciple? No wonder.]

Fengyu laughed out of anger after hearing what he said. [Master for a day, father for life. F*ck your father for life. How dare you take advantage of her.]

[She is only three years older than me. She is only a master. She is so ambitious to be her father.]

Beiming Jiuli stopped smiling. He thought for a while and then said, "Fengyu is the disciple of Master Long?"

Why didn't Xiao Yuan tell him that this girl had become the master of Hao Yuan College?

Long Zixuan smiled and said in a charming voice, "That's right. Grandpa Yun and Xiao Yuan both know about this. If the Emperor doesn't believe me, he can ask Grandpa Yun."

Beiming Jiuli looked at Yun Hong. Before he could ask, Yun Hong stood up in fear and said, "Reporting to the Emperor, Master Long is right. Yun Fengyu became Master Long's disciple on the first day she entered Hao Yuan College."

All the ministers felt like they had been struck by lightning countless times today. First, it was the marriage between Yun San and the Eleventh Prince. Then, it was the marriage between Yun San and Prince Chen. Finally, it was the marriage between Yun San and Lord Long’s disciple.

Why was it that every single one of them was related to Yun San? Wasn’t it Princess Ling Yan’s birthday today?

They couldn’t believe that Yun San was actually Lord Long’s disciple. How talented was Lord Long? Why would he take in a cripple who couldn’t cultivate as his disciple?

This wasn’t the main point. The main point was that they couldn’t mess with Yun San, who was known as a cripple. She was Lord Long’s disciple. With the support of Lord Long and her brother who was at the Transformation Void Martial Stage, who would dare to mess with her?

After Yun Hong finished speaking, he obviously felt that the expression of Darknorth Nine Li wasn’t good. His heart was pounding, but he didn’t dare to say anything. He looked at Feng Yu carefully.

Feng Yu looked at the stage. To be precise, she was looking at her master. Yun Hong didn’t know that she was still angry at this moment.

Long Zixuan looked up. He ignored everyone’s shocked expressions and waved his hand at Feng Yu. His gorgeous face was covered with a layer of charm. His demonic voice said, “Little Feather, come here.”

Chi Yue immediately put a chair beside him. Feng Yu didn’t know what her master wanted to do, but when she heard his words, her stomach instantly felt relieved. Then, under everyone’s gaze, she forced herself to walk over and said gently, “Master.”

“Sit down.”

Long Zixuan directly pulled her to sit down. Seeing this, Beiming Hao and Beiming Xue’s expressions became ugly. Beiming Xue bit her lips and looked at Feng Yu with jealousy in her eyes.

Beiming Hao was full of hatred. No wonder this ugly bastard suddenly became so arrogant and powerful. It turned out that he had become the disciple of Lord Long. No wonder.

The daughters of the other ministers were even more jealous. What kind of luck did this ugly bastard have to become the disciple of Lord Long?

Lord Long was the man that they admired, but they knew their own strength. It was impossible for them to be his wife, but it was good to be his disciple.

How could such a good position be taken by an ugly bastard?

Furthermore, they had just seen Lord Long pull the ugly bastard to sit down. Wasn’t it said that Lord Long didn’t allow anyone to touch him? Why would he touch such an ugly bastard?

The Crown Prince Beiming Yu raised his head and saw that the ugly bastard was sitting higher than him. The unhappiness in his heart instantly started to expand. Damn it, Long Zixuan was getting more and more arrogant. He was sitting so high, but why did he let an ugly bastard sit so high?

One day, he would completely destroy the Sacred Martial Division.

Beiming Chen’s eyes swept across Long Zixuan and Feng Yu. His dark eyes squinted, then quickly moved away as if he didn’t care about anything.

Bei Ming Jiu Li stayed silent for a second and then looked at Long Zixuan and said, “General Long, I didn’t know you were Feng Yue’s master, but now I know. I will ask for your opinion. Do you agree with Feng Yue and Prince Chen’s marriage?”

Long Zixuan raised his eyes and looked at Bei Ming Jiu Li with a faint smile. He said with a wicked voice, “Your Majesty, what if I don’t want to?”

After he said that, all the ministers looked normal. After all, this was the way General Long talked to the Emperor.

However, Feng Yu looked weird. Master, that was the Emperor. The Emperor of the Hao Yuan Empire had the most power. He was above all the people. Although you were the leader of the Martial Saint Bureau, you were still below him. Was it really okay to talk to him like that?

She touched the marriage annulment letter that Bei Ming Chen wrote and wanted to say something to her master. If Bei Ming Jiu Li liked the marriage, she would let him do it. After tomorrow, his marriage would be invalid.

Bei Ming Jiu Li didn’t seem to mind that Long Zixuan was being rude to him in front of so many people. He said with a good temper, “General Long, why are you in such a hurry to make a decision? Why don’t you ask Feng Yue’s opinion first? If she is willing to marry Prince Chen, it would be a wonderful thing. Why do you beat the mandarin ducks and break the marriage?”

No one knew better than him how outstanding his own son was. He thought that even if Yun Fengyu had a high opinion of him, she wouldn’t look down on his son.

When Beiming Chen came to ask him to cancel the engagement between Beiming Hao and Yun Fengyu, he had thought about it carefully. Since Beiming Chen asked him to cancel the engagement, he had no choice but to cancel it.

However, Yun Fengyu had married into the Beiming Family, so he thought of Beiming Chen. He mentioned it to Beiming Chen, but he didn’t expect that Beiming Chen would agree. Therefore, he wrote the marriage decree.

If Yun Fengyu married Beiming Chen, she would definitely fall in love with him. Of course, even if she didn’t marry him, she would still fall in love with him. He was very confident.

After Long Zixuan heard what Beiming Jiu Li said, he glanced at Beiming Chen with his bewitching eyes. Then, he looked at Feng Yu wickedly and said in a soft voice, “Little Feather, I’ll ask you, are you willing to marry Prince Chen?”