Crossing the World: This Prince is a Little Sweet

Looking at this crazy bloody night, Chu Xi couldn't help but worry about Nangong Yu's safety.

"Your Majesty, do you think Nangong Yu can defeat Xue Ye?"

"hang"

As soon as Yan Jingshuo finished speaking, Nangong Yu was knocked to the ground by Xue Ye's palm, and the sword in his hand stabbed at him quickly.

“Nangong Yu, be careful…” Chu Xi shouted hurriedly upon seeing this.

Yan Jingshuo flew up to block Xue Ye's attack, and Nangong Yu quickly got up from the ground and rejoined the battle.

With the tacit cooperation of the two, Xue Ye was obviously no match for them and soon fell into a disadvantage. In the end, he was beaten back by the two men and vomited black blood.

"Heh...I lost."

Blood continued to flow out of the corners of Xue Ye's mouth. He smiled helplessly and then looked at the people opposite him and said, "I, Xue Ye, have never asked anyone for help in my life. Now can I ask you to do something for me? I wonder if you can agree to it?"

"Say"

Yan Jingshuo put his hands behind his back and uttered a simple word.

Xue Ye looked at Yan Jingshuo with a hint of admiration in his eyes, which was the mutual respect between strong men. He said in a calm tone: "Since I have never really hurt you, after I die, can you bury me together with the Palace Master of Yanyue Palace?"

Yan Jingshuo and Nangong Yu did not answer.

"Can"

Chu Xi agreed without thinking. Ever since he sneaked into the palace to steal the holy Gu last time on Xue Ye and did not hurt her, Chu Xi knew that he was a good man, but he was standing on the wrong side and loved the wrong person.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness."

Xue Ye looked at Chu Xi with gratitude. As the power of the medicine in his body was lost, he knew that his time was up. Even if they didn't come to find him, Xue Ye didn't plan to live. His last wish was to take Si Kong Shu to see the new house he had decorated and let her know his true feelings for her.

No matter how bad she was, he was sincere to her, without a single falsehood.

Thinking of this, Xue Ye could no longer hold back and spit out a mouthful of black blood. He fell straight backwards, his eyes looking towards the room where Sikong Shu was.

Afterwards, Chu Xi really ordered people to bury the two of them together, and chose to bury them in a place full of flowers, in order to fulfill Xue Ye’s last wish.

When Huang Jing learned that they were all dead and no one survived, she became hopeless and then chose to hang herself on a tree to end her life.

One month later,

As everything was back on track, Chu Xi officially ascended the throne and became the new empress of the royal family.

The new emperor ascended the throne and the whole world celebrated.

The happiest person was the previous empress Huang Lan, who was able to hand over the empire to a capable and benevolent person during her lifetime. She died with her eyes closed and began her retirement life, eating and drinking as usual.

Chu Xi's wedding ceremony was also held in the second month after she ascended the throne, but the road for the three of them was always a bit crowded.

"Your Majesty, where do you plan to rest tonight?" Shaoyao stood behind Chu Xi and asked respectfully.

"Peony, do you think I can sleep in the imperial study tonight?" Chu Xi sat on the stool, his face full of confusion.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid that's not possible, because today is the day you will be married to the two royal husbands."

"But it's already late. I guess they've both gone to bed. Why don't I just stay in the imperial study for the night..."

Chu Xi glanced outside the door and hesitated before speaking again. She would never leave the study room tonight. Those two big Buddhas were not easy to deal with. She would be skinned alive if she went to any of their temples.

"Your Majesty, this..."

"It has been happily decided. Shaoyao, please send a message to them both, telling them that I am sleepy and have already gone to bed in the imperial study. Ask them to go to bed early as well." Chu Xi stood up and jumped into the bed.

"Little... no... Your Majesty..."

Before Shaoyao could stop him, Chu Xi had already laid down under the quilt and sighed comfortably.

"Mm, such a soft quilt, so comfortable..."

In Kunqing Palace, the largest palace in the imperial palace, Yan Jingshuo, dressed in a red wedding gown, was sitting upright on the bed. The room was covered with red curtains. The fiery red candlelight reflected on his face, making his originally cold features softer and more handsome and charming. His fingers were tapping on his knees intermittently, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. It was not difficult to see that he was in a good mood today.

"master"

Yingyi hurried in and called out respectfully.

"What's the matter?"

Yan Jingshuo raised his eyelids slightly, and at this moment, his deep brows showed a hint of displeasure at Ying Yi's sudden report.

"The princess...she..."

Ying hesitated and dared not say anything, cold sweat broke out on his back. Today was his master's big day. How should he convey what Shaoyao had just said?

"But it doesn't matter."

The atmosphere around Yan Jingshuo became noticeably colder. Could it be that Xier had gone to the white-haired monster?

It deserves to be washed. If Ying Yigang had said something like that, he would have taken his sword and smashed their bed to pieces, and personally captured this damn little woman.

"The princess just sent a message saying that it's late at night, so we won't disturb the master's rest. She has already gone to bed in the imperial study..."

Yingyi felt that the surroundings were getting colder and colder. He was shivering with cold, but he still gritted his teeth and finished his words.

"Oh~, she really fell asleep in the imperial study?"

Yan Jingshuo raised his eyebrows slightly, and his tense expression relaxed a little. She didn't go to the white-haired monster, but slept in the imperial study?

It would be better if you don’t go to the white-haired monster.

"Yes, I asked Yan Huo in person, and the princess has indeed gone to bed in the imperial study."

"That's good"

"Master, then we..."

"Hehe... since you don't come to see me, then I will go to see you in person..." Yan Jingshuo said and stood up and walked out.

This……

Yingyi was slightly stunned when he heard this. Doesn't this seem a bit against the rules?

But he thought about it again and felt that what these people did was always unexpected, so it was not surprising.

In Chengqing Palace, which is smaller than the main palace, Nangong Yu was also dressed in red and sitting upright beside the bed. However, he was not as calm as Yan Jingshuo. He guessed that today was the wedding day and his little Xixi would definitely go to the popsicle place. When he thought of this, his eyes became a little dim.

But then he felt relieved. It was already difficult for him to be accepted by Binggun. If he forced more, it would not only hurt him, but also make Xiao Xixi feel embarrassed.

At this time, a guard came in to report.

"Your subordinate greets the Second Emperor..."

"What's the matter?" Nangong Yu narrowed his beautiful peach blossom eyes and looked sharply at the guard who came in to report. The guard trembled all over and dared not look up.

"That's right...that's right...just now His Majesty sent a message saying...saying..."

"What did Xiao Xixi say?" Nangong Yu's heart suddenly tightened.

"His Majesty said it was too late at night and she had already gone to bed in the imperial study, so he asked the Second Emperor to rest early as well."

The guard spoke tremblingly, sweat dripping down his forehead and he felt so miserable. He had worked in the palace for more than ten years, and the husbands of the previous empress were all gentle, frail, and had very good personalities and tempers.

How come the two husbands married by Her Majesty the Queen are not only highly skilled in martial arts, but also have bad tempers. Their auras are so strong that they are like two killing gods. A single glance from them can scare the guards half to death. In the end, they don’t know whether they are the guards protecting the husbands, or the husbands are protecting them, the weak guards.

"Sleep in the imperial study?"

Nangong Yu was slightly stunned when he heard the guard's words. Xiao Xixi didn't go to the popsicle, nor did she come to him, but slept in the imperial study?

"Are you telling the truth?" Nangong Yu asked again uncertainly.

"It's true. The aunt who manages His Majesty came to tell him personally."

"Okay, I see."

Nangong Yu dismissed the guards and hid on the bed alone in deep thought. Then his eyes lit up and he quickly disappeared from the room.