The Soldier King Becomes a Useless Little Girl-Chapter 775 - 773: The Turmoil of Small Nations

Long Qingchen stuttered as he spoke.

"Young Prince, why not choose someone else? In Purple Cloud City, there are many girls like Xin Lin. I can find ten or eight for you another day,"

"Third Prince, you are wrong. The Young Prince wants her specifically."

It was unprecedented for Prince Tu to use the Cutting Vein Finger without damaging his own meridians.

This suggests that Xin Lin’s physical constitution must be somewhat special.

Perhaps she is precisely the candidate his Master has been looking for all these years.

As long as he takes her back and presents her to his Master, his Master will surely be overjoyed.

"This... Young Prince, you really put me in a difficult position."

Long Qingchen was so anxious that he could only wipe his sweat.

"If the Third Prince is unwilling, then let it be. Today’s visit to Qingtian Academy was quite an eye-opener for the Young Prince. I shall take my leave now."

Prince Tu clasped his hands together, turned, and walked away, clearly uninterested in further discussion with Long Qingchen and the others.

"Young Prince, let me escort you."

Seeing this, Chu Miaoyun hurriedly followed him.

She had always wanted to be alone with Prince Tu and couldn’t miss this rare opportunity.

Moreover, she was also curious about how exactly Xin Lin won.

She, too, had only understood parts of it while watching. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"Bitch."

Seeing Chu Miaoyun’s anxious demeanor, a furious expression filled Long Qingchen’s eyes.

This Chu Miaoyun, who had previously been eager to please him to become a Princess Consort, was one of the candidates designated by the Empress.

Looking at her behavior, flitting from one patron to another, does she think currying favor with Prince Tu would make her successful?

Ha!

She should realize who Prince Tu really is.

"Third Prince, what should we do? That Xin Lin, her reputation at the Academy is growing by the day. Are we just going to let her strut around like this? If this continues, next year’s Young Talents List might really be snatched by Spirit Institute."

Jin Chen said anxiously.

He had coveted a spot on the Young Talents List for several years now, but had always been outperformed.

"Why the rush? We can’t touch her, but the Empress always has ways to deal with her. The Empress said that at the beginning of next month’s Emperor’s birthday feast, she will invite Chu Bei Qing and Xin Lin to the Imperial Palace. Then, she will surely find a way to eliminate both father and daughter."

Long Qingchen grunted.

These days, he also had to busy himself welcoming foreign dignitaries, including Prince Tu, who were coming to attend the birthday feast.

Somehow this year, many dignitaries from the Main Country have taken the initiative to participate.

Since General Shi’s rebellion years ago, with Chu Bei Qing having become mentally incapacitated and the instability in Longteng border areas, Longteng’s position was perilous, and those from the Main Country never took the Emperor seriously.

This year, however, they were courteous enough to send emissaries of ranking officials like Prince and Second-rank Official, which was quite flattering for Longteng.

With more visitors, there were more troubles.

Both inside and outside the Imperial Palace, precautions were taken, fearing any slight might offend these esteemed guests.

It’s said that the Spiritual Delicacy Masters for the birthday feast had been replaced over and over again, and to date, the head chef’s role is still vacant.

Speaking of Xin Lin, after defeating Chen You, she left the Cultivation Field with Jiang Qing and others.

Jiang Qing seemed hesitant to speak, while Master Mo and Murong Ziyue were keen of wit.

"I’m sleepy, I’ll head back to the School Clinic to sleep. Don’t call me for dinner tonight, Xiao Xin."

Master Mo smiled and walked away.

"Xin Lin, your Martial Artist Cultivation has improved quite a bit. It seems I can’t be lazy either. I’m going back to my cabin to cultivate earnestly."

Murong Ziyue half-joked and half-seriously said, also returning to her own little cabin to cultivate.