Gone With The Bustling World Chapter 28: Chapter Twenty-Four

Before Emperor Jiarui summoned him in, an unexpected person paced to Xiao Qingyu.

Fang Jianhui behaved with due courtesy, “It's been a long time, Prime Minister Xiao.”

Xiao Qingyu slightly bowed in wheelchair, “How are you, your highness?”

“I'm curious why Prime Minister Xiao is here to meet father this early?”

“I come here for the peace of Daqing.” He replied in a tone neither humble nor arrogant. The luxurious dark uniform covered his thin body, making him a plum blossom against snow.

Fang Jianhui sneered, “I guess you're here for Duke Fang.”

“What do you mean, your highness? Duke Fang, at the age of seventeen, goes on an expedition on behalf of his father, is bathed in blood to defend our country. Your highness doesn't care about the right-hand man of our country?” His eyes were smiling, but the stateliness was pressing.

Fang Jianhui was suffocated for that instant!

He always disliked Xiao Qingyu—even though father had always reminded him to befriend with him; even though there was a well-known phrase “You have Childe Wushuang, you have the world.”

But Fang Jianhui just didn't like him! From the very first encounter. Just like he didn't like Fang Junqian at the first sight.

Besides, although he didn't want to admit it, he was a little afraid of this youth who even couldn't stand up and walk.

—Itgave Fang Jianhui a red face from shame and difficulty to understand it.

Why should he be afraid?!

—He couldn't even stand up!

—He even had difficulty walking!

But Fang Jianhui just feared him!

In addition, he had another unspeakable reason to hate Xiao Qingyu—

He was too good-looking. (Naked jealousy!)

He was as gentle as jade, with a delicate face, a pair of eyes that even girls didn't dare to look right into, proud sculpted eyebrows which loudly told the world—this was a peerless man!

Too beautiful to get close to.

Inexplicably beautiful.

Likely to perish.

Hence, the harder he found it to understand, the more he wanted to approach it, destroy it, crush it.

He came to provoke him this time.

“Lord Xiao, don't forget your ident.i.ty.” Fang Jianhui was furious, “You should know to whom you should pledge loyalty!”

“Of course I pledge loyalty to the country!”

“I'm the crown prince, the future master of it!”

“You also said 'future master', which means you're not yet.” There was another sentence that he didn't say—so what even if you were the Emperor?

The air was tense!

No, it should be the crown prince alone who felt tensed.

Our Childe Wushuang was leisurely fiddling with the gold thread in his palm.

“Lord Xiao, his majesty demands your presence.” A eunuch came to report.

Xiao Qingyu didn't take a look at Fang Jianhui's expression, and switched on the wheelchair, “Please take the lead.”

…

“You're going to Bafang?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“To safeguard the city.”

Emperor Jiarui put down his brush, saying in a domineering tone, “Xiao Qingyu, don't forget your stance. Jiarui doesn't know it, but you and I are clear. No matter how much you hate it, you can't change the fact. You have the blood of…”

“Enough!” Xiao Qingyu stopped him loudly.

He reached for the switch and turned around, his back facing Emperor Jiarui, “I'm leaving tomorrow.”

From the throne, came the pale indifferent voice, “I won't give you any soldier or horse.”

Xiao Qingyu, “I didn't count on that either.”

Then, he, without looking back, got out of the hall.