boyutpedia Chapter 185 Beilin 7th Prince
Chapter 185 Beilin 7th Prince
The Seventh Prince's ex-fiancée blushed faintly, her delicate body trembling slightly. Her delicate hands tightly grasped the First Prince's broad, strong hand, as if this could bring her some sense of security. She parted her red lips and uttered a soft, coquettish voice, "Your Highness! How could you just stand by and watch this lowly, lowly maidservant so wantonly humiliate me? Her disrespectful behavior not only tramples upon my personal dignity, but is also a profound disrespect to you, His Majesty! Could you possibly bear to allow her to act so arrogantly?" As she spoke, she gently shook the First Prince's arm, her eyes filled with grievance and resentment.
The seventh prince's maid crossed her arms, looked at the person in front of her with contempt, raised the corner of her mouth slightly, and said sarcastically: "Humph! Could I be wrong? As everyone knows, when your fiancé was seriously injured and unconscious, you abandoned him without hesitation and turned around to throw yourself into the warm arms of Prince Xilan! Such behavior is simply despicable!" Her words shot straight at the other party like a sharp arrow, without any mercy.
The Seventh Prince's former fiancée was enraged. She quickly pulled a long whip from her ring and lashed out at the person who had insulted her maid. The whip's flash was lightning fast, and everyone present gasped in shock. The maid, unable to dodge, closed her eyes in despair, bracing herself for the inevitable pain. However, when she opened them again, she was surprised to find the Seventh Prince already firmly grasping the whip, his glare blazing as he glared at his former fiancée.
"You are so brave that you dare to attack me in front of me." The seventh prince's voice was low and majestic, and his eyes revealed unquestionable anger.
The woman's face paled, clearly not expecting the Seventh Prince to stop her. She trembled as she spoke, "Your Highness, cousin, you... you're actually protecting a lowly maid?"
The Seventh Prince snorted coldly and loosened his grip on the whip, which fell to the ground like a lifeless snake. He looked at the woman with disgust in his eyes. "You can insult me, but never insult my people. Today, for my aunt's sake, I'll let you off the hook. But if there's a next time, don't blame me for being rude."
The woman clenched her teeth so tightly that her gums turned slightly white, as if she were about to break them. A flash of resentment and resentment flashed across her eyes like lightning, yet it was fleeting, almost imperceptible. Despite this, the resentment within her heart surged like a surging tide, wave after wave, constantly battering her rational defenses.
However, she knew full well that she was at a complete disadvantage. Facing this powerful and imposing cousin, any resistance or assertiveness would only make the situation worse. So, she used all her strength, desperately suppressing the rage burning within her, like a boulder trying to stop a flood about to burst.
Finally, after a difficult struggle, she managed to control her outburst. Her facial muscles twitched slightly, and then, with great effort, she forced a smile, uglier than tears. It seemed incredibly stiff and false, like a mask. Then, in a trembling voice, she said, "It's... I was too impulsive. I hope your Highness, my cousin, will be magnanimous and not hold it against me."
The Seventh Prince spoke calmly, "Aren't you two planning to come down and gather together?" Everyone present looked at each other, wondering who the Seventh Prince was calling. Those in the treetops looked at each other curiously, while Yun Mohan and Xing Xuanli, hidden in the treetops, exchanged glances. Xing Xuanli playfully stuck out her tongue and whispered, "It seems the Seventh Prince has already noticed our presence."
At that moment, Yun Mohan witnessed the scene before him, yet he showed no sign of retreat or escape. Instead, his lips curled slightly, revealing a confident yet gentle smile. Then, he gently extended his arm, wrapping it gently around Xing Xuanli's slender, supple waist as if protecting a rare treasure.
As the breeze gently blew by, the two of them, like dancing fairies and handsome immortals, leaped from the towering tree. Their graceful figures seemed to merge with the wind, drawing a graceful arc in the air before landing steadily in front of everyone.
For a moment, silence fell, everyone captivated by this sudden scene. They stared at the couple, their eyes wide open, their hearts filled with endless curiosity and confusion. Where did these two extraordinary, almost divine figures come from? What was their background that made them so captivating?
The Seventh Prince's former fiancée was now the concubine of the Grand Prince of Xilan. When she caught sight of Xing Xuanli from afar, her heart was struck by a sudden thrill. Her skin was whiter than snow, her eyebrows were as black as distant ink, her eyes were as clear as autumn water, and her figure was graceful and elegant, like a fairy descending to earth. Her face was exquisitely refined, every detail perfectly balanced, a breathtaking beauty.
This concubine was a beauty, but compared to Xing Xuanli, she was still somewhat inferior. As she gazed at Xing Xuanli's stunningly beautiful face, a raging fire of jealousy suddenly ignited within her. The flames of jealousy burned ever more fiercely within her, as if threatening to consume her whole.
"How could such a beautiful woman exist in this world?" the concubine thought to herself, gritting her teeth. Her gaze unconsciously shifted to Yun Mohan, who stood beside Xing Xuanli. He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and an extraordinary aura. Every gesture he made exuded an irresistible charm.
At this moment, the jealous villain in the concubine's heart began to roar wildly: "Why can they have such outstanding looks and charming temperament? I won't accept it! I must let them know how powerful I am!" However, although her heart was full of resentment and unwillingness, she had to pretend to be calm on the surface.
The Seventh Prince recognized Yun Mohan and bowed respectfully, saying, "So it's the Regent. I wonder what brings you to our Beilin Kingdom?"
The eldest prince of Xilan Kingdom was also expected. The others present asked, "Regent? Could this be the legendary young man who took the throne of Regent of Nanyuan Kingdom?"
Everyone was talking, their eyes filled with shock and curiosity. The eldest prince of Xilan Kingdom looked at Yun Mohan with a complicated expression, a mixture of emotions. He was naturally aware of Yun Mohan's reputation as the regent of Nanyuan Kingdom, controlling the government with lightning speed. His youthful achievements were awe-inspiring.
Although the Seventh Prince had never met Xing Xuanli, he had heard of her and knew that Regent Yun Mohan doted on her. He looked at Xing Xuanli, then turned to Yun Mohan and asked, "Is this the Regent Princess?"
Yun Mohan remained silent, just nodded slightly.