Chapter 80 (2/2)
The estate of Prince Yu of the First Rank.
At present, the court seemed at peace. Yet, chaos brewed beneath the surface. As Prince Yu of the First rank, who held the military power of the Qi army, Xue Han would definitely be the largest supporter of the next emperor before he died.
As a result, the amount of people seeking to meet Xue Han had proved countless, though he did not meet with anyone. But today was an exception. Originally, Xue Yunfeng had just been testing the waters when he sent his arrival notice. Never had he expected that that night, Xue Han would send a message telling him to arrive at his estate early in the morning.
After he set down the gift, Xue Yunfeng waited almost two hours in the hall. Then Xue Han made his entry in a leisurely manner.
His hair had yet to be arranged and slipped into a crown. His clothes had yet to be tidied up. The outer robe draping on his shoulder revealed his , conduct extremely uninhibited and disrespectful.
”Yunfeng greets Imperial Uncle…”
Although he had waited almost two hours, and the other party had met him with such an appearance, Xue Yunfeng did not dare to be one bit disrespectful.
Because this little Imperial Uncle of his had that kind of power, even though everyone knew he would be gone before long. Yet at present, in Great Qi, his words were at the very least comparable to an imperial decree.
Xue Han yawned and said straightforwardly, ”No need for nonsense and civilities. Speak. Why have you come to visit this prince today?”
Xue Yunfeng understood the temperament of this little Imperial Uncle. He glanced at the guards at the side. Noticed that Xue Han did not have the intention to dismiss them. After hesitating for a moment, he cupped his hands and said, ”Imperial Uncle, today Yunfeng has come to request for Imperial Uncle's support…”
”You want to ascend the throne?” Xue Han frowned, his stare sharp like a blade.
Xue Yunfeng nodded, not at all denying it.
”Imperial Uncle, although Yunfeng already has the seat of the crown prince, your honored self should know that Imperial Father has many sons. There will inevitably be some that are discontent. For this reason, may Imperial Uncle support Yunfeng…”
”There are many who request help from this prince. Why should this prince help you?”
Xue Han tapped a finger on the table top. His manner proved domineering.
Xue Yunfeng had long since been aware of Xue Han's att.i.tude. So he wasn't angry. He took in a deep breath, approaching one step and respectfully saying, ”Imperial Uncle, may you support Yunfeng.know that Imperial Uncle's health is not good. Fortunately,have someone who can help. He would definitely cure Imperial Uncle's illness. If Imperial Uncle is willing to support Yunfeng, Yunfeng is willing to listen to any of your orders in the future…”
Even if he had to listen to all of Xue Han's orders and act like a puppet emperor, it's better than losing the race for the throne. Moreover, as long as he became the emperor, he would have the chance to regain his authority in the future.
Besides, Xue Han was poisoned with a toxin that could not be cured by any means. At most, he could extend his life by a few years. Xue Han's life was short. There was no reason to doubt that he could regain his power.
Since Xue Han had not given him a response in so long, Xue Yunfeng continued to say, ”Imperial Uncle probably doesn't know, but the person who can cure Imperial Uncle's illness is Rong Yi. If Imperial Uncle is willing,will send him to your estate tomorrow to check your pulse…”
What was left unspoken went without saying.
”Oh?” Xue Fan's domineering expression changed in an instant. He looked up at Xue Yunfeng, his gaze probing.
”Isn't Rong Yi your most favored beauty? Last time, when this prince asked to have him, you wouldn't agree no matter what. So why are you able to bear with this now…?”
Back then, he had yet to be reborn and still lacked brains. Xue Yunfeng hid his hate in his heart. Then he straightened his back. Lightly smiled.
”If one wants to succeed in something grand, one cannot mind trivial things. Rong Yi is a prince of Beizhao Country. Word has it that, from young, the members of their imperial clan nurtured . Their blood and other body fluids have magical properties. It may be a.s.sumed that these can heal Imperial Uncle. What does Imperial Uncle think?”
He was merely a male pet who seemed cold and ruthless on the surface. Right now, what was the harm in giving him away?
As long as Xue Han was willing to help him ascend the throne, this transaction was well worth it. Even if this time's Imperial Uncle lived a bit longer than the one in his previous life, once Xue Yunfeng regained his authority, he could remove this arrogant Imperial Uncle!
When it's all said and done, Xue Yunfeng was too inexperienced. Despite the fact that he hid his emotions, Xue Han noticed his ruthlessness.
But Xue Han cared more about how, through Xue Yunfeng's own volition, he would unexpectedly part with Rong Yi in an exchange. After all, it was obvious to everyone how much Xue Yunfeng doted on Rong Yi. If he were merely putting on a show, in the past he would not have tossed out all the imperial concubines in the East Palace, angering the emperor.
In fact, yesterday that beautiful male pet had met with him to talk about the succession. Now, Xue Yunfeng also came to speak about such matters. Just what were these two playing at?
Xue Han found it slightly interesting.
He stared at Xue Yunfeng for a while. He had yet to mention how Gu Bai had talked about the same thing yesterday. After a moment of silence, he smiled.
”Since this is the case, then send that person over to examine this prince well. This prince indeed wants to live for a few more years…”
”Many thanks to Imperial Uncle.”
Joy filled his face. This was his Imperial Uncle's implicit agreement.
Even if his little Imperial Uncle rejected him, he had other ways of ascending the throne. But directly receiving the backing of this Imperial Uncle with a short life made things much easier.
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Yikes, this Xue Yunfeng is like the human personification of the gunk at the bottom on your shoe…
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