Consort of a Thousand Faces-Chapter 692.1 - Despicable

Hua Ziqing smiled in response, knowing that nothing would come of this stalemate.

“Prime Minister Wen, this Prince will give you some time to think, but remember that I am not a patient man.” He then turned to leave with the masked man following closely behind.

Prime Minister Wen was visibly furious, but a cunning glint shone in his eyes as he smirked to himself. How dare he threaten me like that? It looks like a backup plan is in order.

In the posthouse.

Pei Qianhao held a letter in his hand as he sat in the main hall with Wu Ling standing respectfully at the side.

“Has it been looked into?” Pei Qianhao asked.

“Yun Ruofeng has already come to an agreement with a powerful force in Xiliu.” said Wu Ling.

“Hah!” Pei Qianhao scoffed. “They’re nothing more than rats!” There was a murderous look in Pei Qianhao’s eyes as he spoke.

“Your Highness, what shall we do with Yun Ruofeng’s man?” Wu Ling asked.

“Blindfold him and throw him onto the streets.” Pei Qianhao spoke with a wicked smile on his face.

Wu Ling retreated immediately after receiving his orders, quietly leaving before Du Ling made his way in with a worried expression on his face.

“What’s happening with Xi-er? Prince Hao, have you really looked into it?”

“I know that there is a group of people that is definitely involved, and I’ve already sent men to keep tabs on them.” answered Pei Qianhao.

“You heard what the imperial physician said; Xi-er isn’t in good condition. What if you have to make a choice?” Du Ling probed.

He knew Pei Qianhao loved Su Xi-er very much, but he still wanted a definitive answer from Pei Qianhao.

He had already acknowledged Su Xi-er as family, even though her current soul was not actually his real sister.

“She’s all that I want.” Pei Qianhao responded without hesitation.

He answered calmly since he knew what Du Ling was concerned about.

Du Ling smiled upon hearing Pei Qianhao’s answer. “Prince Hao, there are many in Xiliu eyeing Xi-er.”

“All of those who threaten Xi-er must die.” Pei Qianhao spoke with conviction before exchanging a smile with Du Ling

“How long are you planning to let Yun Ruofeng stay alive?” Du Ling asked.

Instead of answering, Pei Qianhao signalled with his fingers.

“Seems like you’re well-prepared.” Du Ling was visibly impressed.

Pei Qianhao said, “I don’t want Xi-er to have to worry about anything else.”

“Let me know if you need any help.” Du Ling offered his assistance even though he knew that Pei Qianhao was more than capable of handling things on his own.

Pei Qianhao smiled in response, an intelligent glint shining in his eyes.

Su Xi-er was still fast asleep in the room, a smile on her face as her hands rested against her stomach. However, a man dressed in a cloak with his face obscured suddenly appeared in the room, an evil smirk on his face as he stood at Su Xi-er’s bedside.