The Dramatic Crown Princess Wants to Poison Me!-Chapter 139: Did He Confess?

Sang Xuewei’s eyes sparkled as she looked at Huangfu Jingchen. The more she looked, the happier she felt inside.

So handsome and full of character, and his martial arts skills aren’t weak either. It’s hard to find someone like this even if you searched with a lantern. The only flaw might be that he likes men, but that doesn’t matter. She doesn’t believe that faced with a thousand charming beauties, he would still prefer men.

Seeing Sang Xuewei starting to speak but not saying anything, just sizing him up and down like a dog eyeing a meaty bone, Huangfu Jingchen felt impatient and frowned, saying, "If you don’t speak, I’m leaving!"

"Wait, wait!" Sang Xuewei said, "You’re not from the Jianghu, are you?"

"I’m not!"

"I guessed you weren’t!" Sang Xuewei snorted and said, "Anyone from the Jianghu would know my father’s name." 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

"So what?"

"Then what does your family do? Are you officials? Businessmen? Large landowners?"

Huangfu Jingchen paused for a moment before saying, "Businessmen!"

Sang Xuewei excitedly said, "I knew it! Even if you’re businessmen, my father can help. My father is the Sect Leader of the Xianglong Sword Sect. Our sect has over three thousand disciples and is one of the top in the Jianghu. Even the Government would show some respect to my father. Our sect also has disciples who do business to maintain the operation of the sect and the resources needed by the disciples. Don’t you want your family’s business to grow bigger and earn more money?"

Huangfu Jingchen said, "So what?"

Sang Xuewei showed a charming smile and said, "In other words, with just a word from my father, he can help your family’s business soar. It’s just a matter of his word!"

"Why would your father help me?" Huangfu Jingchen looked at her proud and smug expression, already guessing what she was going to say next.

Sang Xuewei replied matter-of-factly, "As long as you marry me, your family and my father would be in-laws, and my father would definitely help wholeheartedly. It’s such a mutually beneficial arrangement that others couldn’t even dream of!"

"Thank you for thinking so highly of me, but I’m not interested! Besides, as you know, I don’t like women." Huangfu Jingchen’s face grew even more indifferent, clearly having no intention of continuing, and he walked on.

Sang Xuewei shouted loudly, "Are you stupid? Ignoring such good conditions and such a beautiful woman like me, preferring to like a man?"

Huangfu Jingchen said calmly, "You forgot, Master Kong Chan said that I have the fate of an early death. Since life is short, what does it matter whom I like?"

Sang Xuewei was slightly stunned; the logic in his words struck her confidence, leaving her unable to retort. By the time she regained her senses, Huangfu Jingchen had already walked far away.

In frustration, Sang Xuewei kicked the roadside grass, saying angrily, "I’m so angry, so angry!"

A voice laughed, "Xiaowei, what made you so angry?"

Sang Xuewei looked at the newcomer and pouted, "Master Lu, I took a liking to a man, and he doesn’t like me!"

This person referred to as Master Lu was a burly man in his thirties. He widened his eyes and said, "Which kid would dare not like Wei’er? How ungrateful! You tell Master Lu, and I’ll teach him a lesson!"

Sang Xuewei pouted, "That’s enough, Master Lu, don’t make trouble. If you hurt him, wouldn’t I be the one feeling distressed?"

Master Lu laughed heartily, saying, "Our Wei’er finally has someone she likes! This is great news; I’ll send a message to the Sect Leader!"

"No!" Sang Xuewei stomped her foot, "Why are you in such a hurry, Uncle? I called you here to help, not to snitch on me to my father."

Seeing her embarrassment, Master Lu changed the topic and said, "So what does Wei’er need Uncle’s help with?"

"I have a feeling they came to the temple with a purpose. Keep an eye on the temple for anything suspicious! If you find anything, tell me immediately."

Master Lu patted his chest and said, "Don’t worry, leave it to Uncle!"

After Master Lu left, Sang Xuewei snorted, "What beauty? Everyone talks as if she’s a fairy descended to earth. I need to take a look!"

Inside the hall, Xia Wenjin sat with her eyes closed and hands clasped in prayer. To outsiders, she seemed to be devoutly worshiping, but in reality, she was resting her eyes.

People came and went in the hall, making no sound, but the footsteps were hard to conceal. Bored, she counted those footsteps.

There were dozens of people coming and going.

Not just incense guests, but also monks from the temple.

Their footsteps varied, some heavy, some light, some slow, some urgent, but from the sound, some were martial arts practitioners, their steps light and steady.

Now this is interesting.

She was currently just a woman praying for a child, and according to the temple’s request, she prayed and bowed here. Yet, she attracted so many onlookers? Were these people really idle or did they have other purposes?

Never mind, after tonight, some doubts will be resolved. Even if she gains nothing here, Huang Zheng should have results, and by that time, what’s hidden will be revealed, and what’s to be dealt with will be dealt with.

The Capital City.

A hidden courtyard.

Although in the official records, the owner of this place was a completely unrelated ordinary person, it was actually the property of Huangfu Yuxuan.

Such properties were in several places in the Capital City, and he had them even in various states of Nanxia.

In a certain room in the backyard, if a desk was pushed aside, a button beneath was revealed. Stepping on it, the ground would slide open with a creak, revealing an entrance and a staircase leading downward.

A faint light filtered through from below.

Huangfu Yuxuan’s personal attendant, Cui Huai, went ahead, descending the stairs first, followed by Huangfu Yuxuan. Behind him were two other personal attendants, Hong Jie and Pei Huan. Pei Huan was last, activating a mechanism, and the room sealed shut with the desk returning to its place.

The staircase descended more than three meters before leveling out, where four fingertip-sized luminous pearls lit the passage clearly.

Moving forward, they reached a few cells, each occupied by someone. The prisoners were disheveled, clad in ragged clothes, bloodied, sitting with heads hung low, and shackled by long iron chains through their ankles or shoulders.

The air was thick with the smells of mold and blood, quite unpleasant.

Inside, someone came out to greet them, bowing and saying, "Tang Lin greets the master!"

Huangfu Yuxuan frowned slightly and said coolly, "Have they confessed?"

Tang Lin replied, "Not yet, but he won’t last much longer!"

Huangfu Yuxuan’s eyes were cold and menacing, "Let’s go see!"

Tang Lin responded and led the way, the group continuing inward.

In a larger cell, there were many torture tools, stained with blood. A person was tied to a nearby pillar, with straw-colored hair hanging down, covering most of their face. Their face was bruised, their clothes reduced to tatters and stained with blood, barely covering their body. Through the ragged holes, one could see various wounds accumulated on the body: whip marks, bruises, staff injuries, burns...