Chapter 128 (1/2)

“Imperial daughter Qing Le.” The Emperor called Qing Le. This caused not only Qing Le to hold her breath, but it also caused Lord Ding An to repeatedly shake his head.

Even if she held her breath, nothing would happen. It was difficult to disobey an imperial order. They did not have the same courage to do as they pleased that Xuan Tian Ming had.

Qing Le helplessly stood up and went forward, kneeling at the front courtyard: “Qing Le greets your Majesty.”

The Emperor looked at the imperial daughter down below and sneered in his heart. At the time, he was not present for what had occurred at Ding An Palace, but he still understood more or less what happened. This Qing Le tried to frame his most dear son’s woman. In the end, it was anticipated by Feng Yu Heng, and this was truly retribution!

In regards to sanctioning a marriage for Qing Le, the Emperor was extremely keen. Thus he asked: “Did the man that you share feelings with also come?” He remembered to have the Empress specially invite that person.

At this time, a voice came from the side of the male guests: “This servant came!” Then, a very sturdy man ran up to the front and knelt beside Qing Le, “This servant Wang Nuo greets your Majesty!”

Qing Le fiercely looked sideways at this person, but she did not dare say anything.

The Emperor nodded and looked at Wang Nuo for a while before suddenly laughing. After laughing, he said: “Fitting! As expected, it’s fitting! It seems that Qing Le’s eyes are not bad.”

Lord Ding An felt as though his own face were being fiercely slapped by the Emperor.

Wang Nuo had a sturdy body, as he was one of the palace’s guards, and he also was quite capable with martial arts. However, in terms of looks, it was nonsense. This person could not be considered ugly, but he also was not even remotely good looking. All of this was without mentioning the small scar on his chin, which apparently came from training in martial arts. No matter what was said about Qing Le, she was still of higher birth. When put alongside such a thing, how could it possibly be fitting?

But the Emperor had said it was fitting, so who would dare object? Thus, said in unison: “Being able to receive such a husband, imperial daughter Qing Le really has good fortune!”

Qing Le was so furious that she nearly lost her mind, but what could she say? If she did not admit it was a proper relationship, then was it a mix up? Then it would not be a matter of celebration, it would instead be a crime.

The Emperor watched everyone’s reactions for a while then took in Qing Le’s pale expression. After being sufficiently entertained, he once again spoke: “A pair of young children in love, this is a good thing. Lord Ding An, why did you not tell Us sooner?”

Hearing his name be called, Lord Ding An quickly stood up and went to kneel next to Qing Le: “This official… this official did not want bring any troublesome matters to your Majesty.”

“Ah!” The Emperor waved his hand, “How could this be troublesome? You are an imperial lord, and Qing Le is an imperial daughter. In Our heart, this girl and Tian Ge are the same.”

Everyone watched as the Emperor told such bold lies with a straight face, so they decided to overlook his choice of saying “the same.”

The same? It would be odd if they were the same.

Qing Le, however, wanted to make one last desperate stand for herself. She kowtowed to the Emperor and begged, saying: “Qing Le would like to spend another two years at home taking care of imperial father and princess mother. Would your Majesty please permit this.”

The Emperor’s face became rigid: “What is it, too young? We remember clearly that your birthday is in the tenth month. In another two months, you will be a full 15 years of age. The matter of girls marrying out of the family is a celebratory matter in Da Shun. Today, We will set your marriage to be on the day you turn 15. It will be held at the same time as your birthday! You are an imperial daughter, so it is natural for you to have an imperial husband enter your family, thus there is no reason for you to worry that there will be nobody left to take care of your imperial father and princess mother. Hm, Lord Ding An, how do you feel about it?”

What could Lord Ding An say. The Emperor had even chosen the date, not leaving any room for negotiation. He could only bow down: “This official thanks your Majesty for this great kindness.”

Qing Le followed her father’s lead and also bowed down. Gritting her teeth, she said: “Qing Le thanks your Majesty for sanctioning this marriage.”

There were a total of three people kneeling in the hall, and everyone waited for the festivities after the third person gave their thanks; however, at this time, the sturdy man shouted: “This one begs your Majesty to retract the order!”

These words were a great shock.

They shocked Qing Le even more.

At this time, Qing Le simply thought, go on and cause trouble. It would be best if you caused so much trouble that the Emperor simply had you executed. This imperial daughter would rather remain single for life than get married to a lowly servant like you.

However, the Emperor did not get angry as expected. He only looked at Wang Nuo with great interest and asked him: “Do you not wish to marry imperial daughter Qing Le?”

Wang Nuo nodded: “This servant does not wish to.”

“Why?”

“Because…” Wang Nuo glanced at Qing Le, “Because she is too ugly.” As he spoke, he suddenly reached his hand over to Qing Le.

Qing Le was not prepared, as Wang Nuo suddenly tore off the cloth covering her head.

In an instant, her bare head was exposed. On her head were many bloody scabs that were on display for all to see. Some of the madams who were more faint at heart began dry heaving.

Xuan Tian Ge began laughing and tugging at Feng Yu Heng’s sleeve, “Your man caused those burns.”

Feng Yu Heng nodded, “Look carefully, it almost looks like a piece of art detailing a disaster.”

Xiang Rong could not longer endure listening. Picking up her handkerchief, she covered her mouth and turned around, dry heaving a couple times.

Feng Yu Heng held her chin and admired Qing Le’s head, as her career-focused mind kicked in… Hm, it would not be hard to treat, but even if it were treated well, a type of “dermatitis” would follow Qing Le around for the rest of her life. When the time came, her scalp would be at least as thick as her thumb. A little bit at a time, it would fall down and eventually annoy her to death.