The Dramatic Crown Princess Wants to Poison Me!-Chapter 125: My Father Sang Daokun

Huangfu Jingchen’s face turned cold, "Since you mentioned the incident of that day, let me explain it clearly to you! The silk book was originally found by me, and you suddenly rushed out trying to snatch it from my hands. I protected it and didn’t let you take it away, and you knew you couldn’t forcibly take it, so you retreated. Where is the supposed debt of honor?"

If Sang Xuewei wanted to repay this so-called favor in another way, even asking for thousands of taels of silver, Huangfu Jingchen might agree. However, when she demanded Huangfu Jingchen marry her, that was something Huangfu Jingchen would never agree to.

Sang Xuewei said, "I don’t care, you owe me a debt of honor anyway. You... you pinned me to the ground, you even touched me, you have to marry me!"

Xia Wenjin raised her eyebrows and smiled, looking at Huangfu Jingchen, whose face had turned grim with anger. She found it both amusing and interesting. Through Huangfu Jingchen’s few words, she had deduced the story’s beginning and end, always just watching the spectacle. She hadn’t expected Sang Xuewei to reveal new information, prompting her to look at Huangfu Jingchen again.

Huangfu Jingchen’s demeanor grew colder, and he said coolly, "Miss, please have some self-respect. That night was dark, you disguised yourself as a patrol guard from the Governor Mansion to steal from me. During the fight, I only accidentally touched your shoulder. If you continue to speak nonsense, don’t blame me for being impolite!"

Sang Xuewei stubbornly argued, "Isn’t the shoulder also a part of my body? Men and women should maintain a proper distance, you must take responsibility!"

Having grown up in an environment that valued modesty, self-respect, and elegance, this was probably the first time Huangfu Jingchen encountered such a woman, causing his anger to turn his face pale.

However, having previously been deceived and toyed with by Xia Wenjin’s cunning, he had grown somewhat immune to such antics, and coolly replied, "In your dreams!"

Sang Xuewei looked at his cold, handsome face, which was now as icy as ever. She stomped her foot and said urgently, "Do you know who I am? How dare you defy me?"

Xia Wenjin curiously asked from the side, "Then who are you?"

Sang Xuewei, holding a proud expression, slightly raised her chin and said, "My father is Sang Daokun!"

Huangfu Jingchen felt even less favorable toward women who flaunted their fathers’ names at every turn. However, Xia Wenjin’s eyes deepened slightly. In the Jianghu of Nanxia, Haotian Village was considered a significant force. Yet, there was another power that surpassed Haotian Village, a semi-hidden force that had existed for over a hundred years. In the past, Huangfu Yuxuan was eager to gain the assistance of the Xianglong Sword Sect and had visited the sect five times, eventually convincing the sect leader.

This boosted Huangfu Yuxuan, who originally lacked the power of Prince Zhuang and Prince Lu, allowing him to use the power of Jianghu to repeatedly defeat them.

Haotian Village became a mere stepping stone for Huangfu Yuxuan, whereas the Xianglong Sword Sect, with over a century of heritage, had much more strength and suffered far less damage than Haotian Village. Later, Huangfu Yuxuan granted all the lands where the Xianglong Sword Sect resided and moved half of the national treasury’s silver into the sect’s warehouse as a reward.

The head of the Xianglong Sword Sect was named Sang Daokun!

In other words, behind this woman stood the entire Xianglong Sword Sect, which explained her arrogance and rightful audacity, tinged with some brazenness.

Such an identity indeed warranted some arrogance.

Xia Wenjin suspected that Huangfu Jingchen did not know what the name Sang Daokun represented.

In reality, with the current semi-hidden status of the Xianglong Sword Sect, indeed very few people would know who Sang Daokun was. If not for Xia Wenjin’s previous life’s direct contact with this power that helped Huangfu Yuxuan, she too would likely be unaware.

She exclaimed softly, encouraging Huangfu Jingchen, "Amazing, Brother Huang, with such a father-in-law, you could walk sideways in the Jianghu!"

Sang Xuewei, quite pleased, raised her chin even higher. On the surface, she appeared aloof and proud, but internally she was just a vain young girl. Clearly, she was new to the Jianghu, trying to appear experienced and mature, yet her naivety and the indulgence of her family were evident.

Huangfu Jingchen snorted, why would he need to swagger through the Jianghu? He wasn’t even a Jianghu person.

Sang Xuewei haughtily said, "Hey, now that you know who I am, you should understand that such an offer is something many people can only dream of!"

Huangfu Jingchen coldly said, "What does your offer have to do with me?"

"You..." Sang Xuewei turned her head to see Huangfu Jingchen’s cold face once again, instantly getting angry, "Do you believe I can make it impossible for you to move forward in the Jianghu?" 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Indeed, Sang Xuewei had that ability.

However, this only further incited Huangfu Jingchen’s dislike, as he coldly said, "Whatever!"

Seeing rage turn Sang Xuewei’s face red, about to throw another young lady tantrum, Xia Wenjin amusingly said, "Miss, haven’t you heard what Kong Chan Monk said? He won’t live past nineteen, and judging by his appearance, he only has a year or half a year left. What are you marrying him for?"

Huangfu Jingchen’s expression softened slightly as he saw Xia Wenjin speaking in his support.

Sang Xuewei blushed shyly, saying, "He’s good-looking!"

"You’re willing to be a widow after a year or half a year for the sake of good looks?" Xia Wenjin teased her.

"Hmph, by then I’ll just find another good-looking one!"

Xia Wenjin: "..."

This girl was something else. In Nanxia, a woman’s reputation was held in high regard, and fidelity was the norm. For someone like her, who had lived two lifetimes, indifferent to life and death, and saw relationships as fleeting clouds, it didn’t particularly matter. Yet, to speak so frankly in front of Huangfu Jingchen himself, it was too much.

However, considering Sang Xuewei’s identity, it seemed quite normal.

Firstly, Jianghu folks were naturally more open about such matters, and secondly, perhaps in Sang Xuewei’s eyes, all men were mere toys to summon and dismiss at will?

Xia Wenjin slowly said, "With such favorable conditions, if he still won’t agree, I guess maybe his family has already arranged a marriage for him. After all, he is quite advanced in years!"

Huangfu Jingchen looked at Xia Wenjin with grievance.

He was just a few months shy of eighteen; what did she mean by advanced in years?

Did he really seem that old to her?

Sang Xuewei said, "I don’t care. If he’s engaged, then just call it off!"

How overbearing!

Sang Xuewei continued, "Anyway, he won’t live for another year or half a year. Not calling off an engagement would only harm the girl!"

Xia Wenjin raised her eyebrows, eyeing her with surprise.

Sang Xuewei turned to Huangfu Jingchen, "Have you thought it over? As long as you agree, you can immediately come home with me to see my parents!"

Xia Wenjin laughed and said, "Well, you two can discuss this slowly. I won’t be in the way."

Huangfu Jingchen reached out to grab her, "Don’t leave!"

His grab happened to catch her wrist. Xia Wenjin struggled but couldn’t break free. Sang Xuewei said, "What’s the use of her being here for our matter?"

Huangfu Jingchen’s face turned slightly cold, saying, "Didn’t you want an answer? I’ll give it to you!"