Unruly Phoenix Xiaoyao

Chapter 68: Prince Fu wants to kill the emperor

Ning Xiaoyao's sudden appearance made it impossible for Prince Fu to react or bring up the issue of official salaries. A reasonable man feared meeting a rascal the most, but here was one for him now.

Grand Preceptor Xie said, "If Your Majesty is like this, what about the prestige of the imperial clan?" Translated into regular speech, it meant, don't you have any shame?

Ning Xiaoyao glanced at the tea table on the side, which held a spread of snacks and drinks for Prince Fu. She picked one up for a taste and almost died from the sweetness! When she glanced at Prince Fu's giant belly again, Ning Xiaoyao figured she'd found the reason why he was so chubby. Prince Fu felt like leaping up at Ning Xiaoyao's stare. He swore that he'd go head to head with his life against the emperor if the latter brought up his physique again!

Ning Xiaoyao munched on two sickeningly sweet pastries as she spoke. "Prince, Zhen feels that..."

"There's no need for Your Majesty to worry about this subject's figure," Prince Fu nipped the topic in the bud.

Isn't it a good thing to have a normal figure? Ning Xiaoyao didn't understand Prince Fu's thoughts as she quietly picked up another pastry. Grand Preceptor Xie couldn't stand such shamelessness and spoke up again.

"Your Majesty, even Your Majesty cannot defy the matters of the forefathers."

Ning Xiaoyao finally looked at Grand Preceptor Xie and chuckled a few times as she tugged on her collar. This man is discussing forefathers with me? Isn't that a joke? If they really went by the forefathers, could I be emperor now? Grand Preceptor Xie understood Ning Xiaoyao's movements. She was reminding him of her female identity again, making it impossible for him to speak up anymore than he had already.

The tubby flesh on Prince Fu's face trembled as he forced a smile. "Your Majesty jests. Anyone can be penniless in this world, but Your Majesty holds the wealth of the entire country. How could you have no money?"

Ning Xiaoyao thought it over as she started digging into her pockets; first the left side, then then the right side. Prince Fu watched Ning Xiaoyao busy herself and secretly swore that he'd risk his life to finish this idiot off if he gave him a few copper coins to dismiss him!

Ning Xiaoyao dug around in her pockets but found nothing. She told Prince Fu to wait a bit longer before she started searching around her waist. By now, Lou Zigui had stopped on his horse before the Grand Preceptor's gates. He took large strides to inside the grounds, while Elder Li and his men were closing in on the Grand Preceptor's courtyard outside his study. Meanwhile, the officials from the Grand Preceptor's faction were already exchanging glances with a few of the Ning clansmen at the entrance to the same courtyard as they stared at the men sprawled on the ground. All of the fallen had been knocked down by Shadowgale and the rest. The victims consisted of the Grand Preceptor's guards and servants as well as Prince Fu's personal bodyguards. The gathered men lifted their heads to peek at the full moon gate leading into the courtyard, wondering whether the Grand Preceptor and Prince Fu were still alive at this moment.

Inside the Grand Preceptor's study, Ning Xiaoyao finally found what she was looking for. She took out a dagger from her belt and slapped it into Prince Fu's palm. "If you want money, I have none. But if you want lives, then I have one[1. If you want money...if you want lives... (要钱没有要命一条) - yaoqian meiyou yaoming yitiao, a saying that harkens to the past, where debts could be paid with lives in place of money.]. How's this? If you really want money, you might as well kill me with this knife."

Prince Fu held the dagger, his entire body trembling. Wasn't His Majesty just being a blackguard? Since when were debtors even bolder than their creditors in this time and age?!