Seeing that he understood immediately, Xue Qinghe no longer concealed her intentions and spoke frankly:
"I can tell that Father is very dissatisfied with you."
"He feels that your achievements are too great and have threatened his imperial power, and he is probably plotting against you in secret."
Tang Qing feigned surprise and said "Oh," looking at him with a mocking expression.
"Aren't you the Crown Prince? The future heir to the empire?"
"Shouldn't you be on your father's side? Why are you telling me this instead?"
Xue Qinghe met his gaze, her eyes showing no hesitation, but rather filled with determination and resolve.
"Because I need your help."
"As long as you help me ascend the throne, I can give you anything you want. The entire Heaven Dou Empire can be yours."
Upon hearing this, Tang Qing simply smiled faintly and did not respond.
He closed his eyes again and said to Zhu Zhuqing beside him:
"continue."
Zhu Zhuqing understood and continued to use her small hands to massage his long, strong thighs.
Seeing that he was unmoved by reason, Xue Qinghe became a little anxious and spoke again.
"Tang Qing, I..."
"Your Highness the Crown Prince."
Before he could finish speaking, Zhu Zhuqing, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up coldly.
"What you can give, my master can get himself."
"My prince commands the Xuanjia Army and is himself a top-tier titled Douluo on the continent. He lacks nothing in terms of power, status, and wealth."
"Your Highness, what can you possibly offer my lord?"
The girl's voice was clear and cold, like a piece of cold jade, resounding when it hit the ground.
Xue Qinghe was speechless after hearing her words, and his face instantly darkened.
He stared intently at Zhu Zhuqing, a nameless fire rising within him.
What gives this woman the right?
She's just a tool sent here for a political marriage; why should she be allowed to stay by this man's side?
Except that her breasts are a little bigger than mine...
In what way can she compare to me!
Whether it's identity, status, or future potential!
Xue Qinghe took a deep breath, suppressing his jealousy and displeasure, and changed the subject.
"There's one more thing."
"In less than a year, it will be the next All-Continent Elite Tournament of Advanced Soul Master Academies. I wonder what Blue Silver King's plans are?"
Upon hearing this, Tang Qing was slightly taken aback.
The All-Continent Soul Master Tournament?
He then realized that he was only twenty years old this year.
The age limit for participating in the competition is under 25 years old.
He actually met the eligibility requirements for the competition.
After years of military service, he returned still as young as ever.
But this kind of competition is just too boring.
Besides Tang San...
That younger brother.
Perhaps we will meet again.
Zhu Zhuqing looked at him with admiration and worship in her eyes.
This man is incredibly strong.
For someone his age, to have a cultivation level of forty would already be considered a gifted genius.
But he had already stood at the pinnacle of the entire continent, looking down upon all living beings.
Xue Qinghe took in their expressions, a meaningful smile curving his lips, and continued:
"Dai Mubai, who ran away, has also joined Shrek Academy and is preparing to represent their academy in the competition."
"You know, the person next to you... is called Zhu Zhuqing, right?"
"She was once Dai Mubai's nominal fiancée."
Xue Qinghe deliberately emphasized the words "fiancée," as if they were piercing out with a thorn.
After saying that, he glanced at Zhu Zhuqing arrogantly, as if looking at a loser, then stood up, turned and left without saying another word.
The atmosphere inside the pavilion instantly became somewhat frozen.
Zhu Zhuqing's face turned deathly pale in an instant. She looked at Tang Qing with some panic and hurriedly explained:
"Your Highness, I...I have absolutely no relation to him!"
"We've never even touched hands since we were kids!"
Seeing her nervous expression, Tang Qing reached out and pulled her into his arms, gently patting her back.
"I know."
His voice was soft, yet it carried a calming power.
"He's just a clown; I've never taken him seriously."
Zhu Zhuqing breathed a sigh of relief and rested her head on his chest, feeling his strong heartbeat.
Tang Qing lowered his head and gently kissed her smooth forehead.
"Alright, it's getting late."
"We should go back and get a medical check-up."
...
The night was as dark as ink.
In Zhu Zhuqing's room, the candlelight flickered.
The girl had already bathed and changed into a light black silk nightgown. She sat quietly on the edge of the bed, waiting for the man to arrive.
Normally aloof and proud, she now had two intoxicating blushes on her face.
Her captivating cat eyes were also misted with tears, making her look both nervous and full of anticipation.
The door creaked open.
Tang Qing appeared at the doorway.
Their eyes met.
Zhu Zhuqing's heart skipped a beat. She slowly stood up, walked to Tang Qing, mustered the greatest courage of her life, and stretched out her slightly trembling arms to hug his neck.
She tiptoed and brought her warm, red lips close to his ear, her breath sweet as orchids.
"My husband..."
"Please have pity on Zhu Qing."
The word "husband" was as soft as a feather, yet it struck Tang Qing's heart.
He leaned down and placed a burning kiss on her slightly trembling red lips.
Once the floodgates of desire are opened, they can never be closed again.
The flickering candlelight illuminated two intertwined figures, stretching the enchanting spring scenery into a long and lingering vista.
"Meow..."
A lazy, contented meow came from outside the window, carrying a hint of allure.
Immediately afterwards.
"Meow..."
"Meow..."
The sounds of cats meowing rose and fell, as if drawn by some kind of aura, echoing each other in the night of the Prince's mansion.
Their voices are sometimes high-pitched, sometimes melodious, sometimes rapid, and sometimes lingering.
It played a most primal melody for this deep night.
That night, spring was in full bloom.
The cats' meows never ceased that night.
...
at the same time.
Heaven Dou City, Shrek Academy.
Inside a simple wooden hut, the lights were on.
Shrek and his friends sat together, the atmosphere somewhat somber.
"Smack!"
Yu Xiaogang slammed his hand on the table, his expression agitated.
"The All-Continent Elite Tournament of Advanced Soul Master Academies will be held soon."
"This time, we must win the championship!"
Tang San stood up, his eyes resolute.
"Teacher, don't worry."
"We will definitely win the championship."
Yu Xiaogang nodded in satisfaction, his gaze sweeping over everyone before finally settling on Tang San with anticipation.
His gaze immediately shifted to the side, his tone revealing a hint of barely concealed resentment.
"This time, I not only want to win the championship, but I also want to prove to the whole continent that my theory is the most correct one!"
"I'll let that damn Blue Silver King know that he was just lucky to awaken a good martial soul!"
"Why does he look down on my theory! Why?!"
(End of chapter)