The Sickly Emperor Is Only Immune to Me-Chapter 175 - Sincerity

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Chapter 175 -175 Sincerity

“This dancer is from your Puluo Country, who else could instigate her?”

He Ying stood beside Qi Guanglie, his accusations pointed directly at Qi Wuya.

By then, the situation had been controlled by Qi Guanglie’s men, which gave him some peace of mind, yet he still gripped the sword in his hand vigilantly.

He feared Qi Wuya would go mad, and he feared Qi Guanglie would betray him.

Dan Ruo still lay on the ground.

Her clothes disheveled, her body trembling with fear.

With so many people… She hadn’t killed him for Mr. Jiu, would Mr. Jiu save her?

He would!

Mr. Jiu had placed the Fan Yin Flower there just to save her!

Dan Ruo thought frantically, when suddenly a pair of boots, as pale as the moon and made of satin, appeared before her.

“Mr., Mr. Jiu—”

Dan Ruo’s heart leaped with joy, she raised her head to see the man before her, as exquisitely handsome as a banished immortal.

She just knew Mr. Jiu wouldn’t abandon her—

A flash of white light.

The smile on Dan Ruo’s face stiffened, she looked incredulously at Qi Wuya and the blood-stained sword in his hand.

Was that… her blood on the sword?

Dan Ruo emitted a strange gurgling sound.

She raised her hand to touch her own neck, where blood spurted continuously from the wound.

“Mr., Mr. Jiu—”

Before she could finish her plea, her body suddenly collapsed to the ground, her eyes lifelessly staring at Qi Wuya.

Qi Wuya, with a face cold as frost, stepped on her body and sheathed his sword with a swish.

Qi Guanglie stepped back in fright, even hiding behind He Ying.

“The brother is frightened. It was my lack of vigilance that allowed an assassin to blend among the dancers.”

Regarding Dan Ruo as nothing more than a dead dog, Qi Wuya ordered Han Chen, “Go, drag her away, chop her up and feed her to the dogs!”

“Yes!”

Han Chen cursed Dan Ruo inwardly for her incompetence, then quickly dragged her corpse away from the inner hall.

Watching his performance, Qi Guanglie sneered ambiguously, “It seems I have misunderstood you.”

Although he did not hold Qi Wuya in high regard,

Qi Wuya had indeed taken control of Puluo Country.

In recent days, he had seen how the citizens of Puluo blindly worshiped and trusted Qi Wuya.

If Qi Wuya were killed, who knows what calamity might occur.

Since Qi Wuya chose to maintain peace, he would temporarily suspend his inquiry into the matter!

He Ying, hearing Qi Guanglie’s tone, guessed he wouldn’t fall out with Qi Wuya over this.

He was exceedingly regretful that he hadn’t been able to kill Qi Wuya,

but the pressing matter was to discuss terms of peace with Qi Guanglie.

“Crown Prince, I’ve heard that you have brought people here for peace talks?”

Qi Guanglie, seeing He Ying bring up this matter, immediately smiled.

He had just begun to speak when he suddenly thought of something and glared at Qi Wuya nearby, “Why haven’t you gone to arrange the banquet yet? I have important matters to discuss with Emperor He!”

Qi Wuya: “…”

He was filled with hatred for the man before him whom he could not kill!

He gritted his teeth in fury.

If it weren’t for the overwhelming number of Qi Guanglie’s men here, he would have personally slain them both.

“Lao Jiu?”

Qi Guanglie called out again.

“Yes.”

Reluctantly, Qi Wuya bowed his head and left the inner hall.

He Ying, seeing Qi Wuya’s embarrassed and desolate state, scoffed derisively: They say that every dog has its day, and Qi Wuya, faced with Qi Guanglie, who blatantly antagonized him, really had no recourse.

Soon, the banquet hall was arranged with food and drinks.

Qi Guanglie took his place as the host with a domineering air, He Ying to his left, and more ridiculously, Qi Wuya who held a jug of wine, sat next to Qi Guanglie.

He was now doing the duties of Eunuch Ma.

Qi Guanglie’s face was all smiles, a far cry from his fiercely concealed animosity towards Qi Wuya.

“Emperor He, upon hearing that you were in Puluo Country, I immediately brought my men here, not for anything else, but for the diplomatic relations between our two nations.”

His demeanor was obsequious.

He Ying was well aware of how much sincerity lay within that smile.

“The Crown Prince, please share your valuable insights explicitly.”

He Ying responded indifferently, his gaze resting on Qi Wuya with a playful expression, “However, I wonder if the Ninth Prince has any objections or plans to repeat the incident of holding hostage our Empress Da He.”

No sooner had he spoken these words than Qi Guanglie fiercely slammed his hand on the table, then harshly slapped Qi Wuya across the face.

“You fool! What have you done! The Empress was originally invited to visit Puluo Country; how could Emperor He misunderstand it as a hostage situation?”

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It was quite a strained attempt at casual conversation.

But no one present chose to reveal the pretense.

Qi Wuya, caught off guard, had his handsome face turned aside by the blow.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, his sinister expression vanishing in the moment he turned back.

His smile was deep as he bowed to He Ying, “I never intended for Emperor He to misunderstand. It was my mistake.”

“Yes, yes, it’s all a misunderstanding.”

Qi Guanglie dismissively waved his hand, signaling him to step back, then turned to He Ying and continued, “We regret having alarmed Emperor He and the Empress. Once our important discussions conclude, I shall personally escort you back to He Country’s ship.”

With Qi Guanglie’s assurance, He Ying felt considerably relieved.

He leisurely sipped his wine, still dressed in a guard’s attire, yet his demeanor and poise overwhelmingly pressured Qi Guanglie.

But Qi Guanglie wasn’t as composed, “He already promised to personally escort them back; why isn’t He Ying stating his terms?”

This left him feeling utterly clueless!

After three rounds of drinks.

Finally, Qi Guanglie could no longer contain himself and cleared his throat, “Emperor He, since we are discussing peace, Beiqi has already shown sincerity. I will be personally escorting you and the Empress back to He Country’s ship, shouldn’t you also—”

He Ying set down his wine glass.

Just that single action interrupted Qi Guanglie.

He looked at Qi Guanglie coolly, “Now, with the pressing military circumstances in Beiqi, His Highness the Crown Prince has taken the trouble to travel to Puluo Country for Beiqi. Naturally, I also need to show some sincerity.”

Hearing this, Qi Guanglie’s face finally brightened with a smile, “What sincerity does Emperor He propose?”

“My sincerity—”

He Ying began to speak but abruptly halted.

Qi Guanglie felt a tightness in his chest and sank back down in disappointment.

What could the sincerity be?

Was he going to return all eleven cities Beiqi had lost?

Qi Guanglie eagerly awaited He Ying’s next words.

He Ying slightly curled his lips, smiling, “Not long ago, Beiqi lost three cities. I, too, deeply regret this loss for Da He. Thus, as thanks for His Highness the Crown Prince’s protection, Da He is willing to return these three cities…”

“So the life of Emperor He is worth only three cities!”

Qi Wuya was clearly dissatisfied with the offer.

Beiqi had lost a total of eleven cities; what was the significance of returning just three?

Qi Guanglie shared this sentiment.

He wanted all eleven cities back in one go!

But he didn’t want Qi Wuya to be the one to say it!

“Shut up!”

Qi Guanglie shouted at Qi Wuya and turned back to He Ying, now wearing a smile, “Emperor He’s noble status is far too important; three cities cannot match it.”

He Ying nodded, serious, “The Crown Prince is right, they indeed do not match.”

Qi Guanglie didn’t expect He Ying to be so accommodating and immediately agreed, laughing, “Indeed, indeed, Emperor He should give it some more thought.”

“I have thought about it—”

He Ying paused for a moment and smiled, “Since His Highness has mentioned it, I might seem entering into a repayment for a favor. Speaking of the recent danger, had I not intervened in time, His Highness might not have had the chance to discuss peace here with me. As the future sovereign of Beiqi, His Highness’s status is unspeakably noble; dare I ask, how many cities is that worth?”

Qi Guanglie: “…”

He was at a loss for words.

Yes, he had just been saved by He Ying!

If not for him, his life would have been in peril!

How frustrating!

Qi Guanglie lost his initiative and vented his anger on Qi Wuya: “All because you were careless!”

Qi Wuya: “…”

He hadn’t anticipated He Ying to be so cunning, using the recent event as a bargaining chip in their negotiations!

After all this back and forth, he was still at a disadvantage!

Truly a formidable rival in the struggle for supremacy!

Indeed, it was delightful!

Holding back a laugh, he bowed his head and humbly said, “It was my fault, my brother, Your Highness the Crown Prince, please forgive me.”

Qi Guanglie, tired of wasting words, mulled over He Ying’s remarks and found no retort. Then, considering the repeated military setbacks in Beiqi and the relentless pressure from the war god Rong Ye, he finally swallowed his pride, “Enough! Since a life-saving grace comes first, I shall agree! However, I also want a promise from Emperor He for our two nations to forge an everlasting amicable relationship, without infringing upon each other.”