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Chapter 702: Free of Scruples
The moment this topic was brought up, the word ‘pregnant’ echoed in everyone’s minds. The mastermind behind this stunt, however, had a calm expression, standing there as if the matter was not the least bit related to her.
“Oh my trip to Nan Xia this time, I brought two pills. I wanted to personally offer them to Her Majesty when I met her, but might the Duke be willing to help me pass them on to her instead?” The envoy asked, obviously trying to gain favor as he brought out an exquisite brocade box and passed it to Fu Chengyu.
Fu Chengyu accepted it and opened it to take a look. A thick fragrance wafted out, and a single whiff was enough to tell him that these were not ordinary items. The envoy had mentioned two pills, but there were five pills in the box. Obviously, the other three were there to bribe Fu Chengyu. It was obvious that this envoy was no ordinary person, and was quite experienced in diplomatic matters. It was just that he had no other option, since he was being left in the dark by Fu Huayi.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Ah, many thanks then, I will pass this to the empress. We still have some matters to settle, so we’ll make a move first. I will make a trip to the posthouse to visit all of you another day.” When the empress’ ‘condition’ was brought up, Fu Chengyu suddenly felt extraordinarily depressed. After a bit more talking, they left The Village Restaurant. Naturally, he could not refuse the envoy’s offer in front of everyone, so he just put away the brocade box calmly.
As Fu Chengyu and the others left, the envoy sighed softly. The situation was becoming less and less optimistic.
“Who was that young lady just now?” Ye Qingyun asked the envoy.
“Who?” The envoy followed his line of sight and answered, “She is called Ling Chuxi. She was the champion of the five countries’ great assessment competition, and rumours say she is Mo Kongyuan’s successor to be the next guardian. If not for her, my Ding Lin Country would not necessarily have turned out this way.” Ever since the guardians appeared during the Iron Stone Fortress battle, their existence was no longer a secret. Since this envoy was sent by Ding Lin’s emperor to seek peace, he naturally was in the know. When he mentioned the five countries’ great assessment competition, the envoy’s voice was a little bitter. Ding Lin was once the sovereign country, but soon it might not even exist anymore. It was like a nightmare he couldn’t wake up from.
“Ling Chuxi!” Ye Qingyun repeated Ling Chuxi’s name, his eyes gleaming maliciously.
“You know her?” Wei Wuji noticed the cruel look in his eyes and asked.
“I’ve heard her name before,” Ye Qingyun replied cryptically.
“The person who mentioned her definitely doesn’t like her, right?” Wei Wuji glanced at Ye Qingyun and asked teasingly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“I think it is best that you stay out of my matters,” Ye Qingyun replied coldly.
Wei Wuji laughed in a carefree manner, true to the meaning of his name: free of scruples.
The tension in the air was like two blades meeting, so heavy that it was almost hard to breathe. That envoy kept his head down, not daring to say another word, his back drenched in cold sweat.
Ling Chuxi did not notice that there was an unfriendly gaze trained on her from a window above because she was looking at a group of people nearby. Why did they seem familiar?
“Are you that godly doctor Jiang? My beloved daughter has been afflicted with an unknown disease lately and has not been able to eat and drink well. I have sought out quite a few doctors who turned out to be quacks and could not cure her. You should take a look. If you can treat her, I will pay you a hundred gold taels. If you can’t, then I’ll break both of your legs.” Under a brand-new cloth banner with the words ‘Wondrous Hand, Rejuvenation, Resurrection, Number One Godly Doctor’, a middle-aged man with a belly even bigger than Mo Kongyuan’s, said to Jiang Wuhen, who sat there seriously, looking very much like a godly doctor. A dozen or so bodyguards separated the crowd, and it was obvious that their cultivation was quite strong.