(12) The Grim Yama, King of Hell, Prince Ying

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March's warm spring, with grass growing and various birds flying. How warm was the soft wind.

Several dozen fine horses sped along the official road.

Every horse had a person riding on it that was wearing a wide, black-colored bamboo hat with a high peak. (1)

And at the very front of this procession was a tall male dressed in a black-colored robe, under his hat that had a screen, a silvery light shone from a face mask. Through the thin fabric hanging down from the brim of that hat, you could see a pair of mysterious black eyes. Now, dense black clouds seemed to have amassed in those pupils, it was a haze that could not be dissolved. And also, his lips were pursed, giving everyone a kind of cold, handsome illusion.

At his side, Fire Spirit (2) was just in the midst of giving him the secret reports for the past several days. Every time he finished speaking about one matter his eyes would become even more gloomy.

"Your Highness, these several days, everyone in the Capital is fervently investigating you and the Chu family's engagement. The matter of bestowing this marriage, I'm afraid, it has already spread through the entire Western Xuan (3)."

"Her Majesty the Queen is very angry. She sent three secret orders in a row, telling you to quickly enter the imperial palace to have an audience with the Emperor."

"And recently, His Majesty's mood seems to be very cheerful. He rewarded our Prince Manor a lot of precious treasures."

"Yesterday, Retired Emperor had already left the Capital. Once again, his whereabouts are unknown. Water Spirit was also unable to find any trace of him."

Without a doubt, this masked cold man with a gloomy expression that could drip out water was the grim Yama, king of Hell, Prince Ying, that Chu Qing-Yan was talking about. This era's Emperor and Empress Liang's oldest son called Xiao Xu.

Xiao Xu coldly smiled, "Looks like this time, returning in triumph from the fighting front, there seems to be lots of pleasant surprises waiting for this king!"

Fire Spirit's face was full of indignation, "Your Highness, originally, we should have returned in triumph from the fighting front to the imperial court several days ago. But His Majesty suddenly ordered us to suppress the bandits, as a result, you missed the best opportunity to ask for a favor from Retired Emperor. Nowadays, the entire Western Xuan knows you must marry that daughter from the down and out Chu family. Those people in the palace are certainly looking forward to see you being made a joke!"

How could Xiao Xu not understand this point. Exactly because he understand this too well, was the reason his mood was so bad.

This group of people already reached the Capital.

Fire Spirit saw Master's face submerged in ice, couldn't help but to ask, "Your Highness, should we first go to the imperial palace? Maybe on His Majesty's side, you can ask for a favor to rescind the engagement."

Xiao Xu cast him a glance and said, "Do you think this matter can be resolved through asking for a favor?"

Fire Spirit immediately stopped and stared blankly. Once he recalled His Majesty's treatment of Master, his heart instantly became cold. Now, he saw Master get off the horse and walk towards Welcoming Spring courtyard. Fire Spirit immediately asked, "Then Master, aren't you going to first enter the imperial palace to see the empress?"

"No need, first, cover up the movements of this king's return. Don't let anyone know."

"Yes!" Fire Spirit complied.

From the back door to enter the Welcoming Spring courtyard, it was different from the front courtyard with lots of noises and birds. The back courtyard was pure, cold and silent. And once Xiao Xu appeared, two black-clothed people appeared at the head of the flight of stairs. They stood there and respectfully bowed, and one of them said, "Master, subordinate has already informed honorable Water Spirit. Right now, she is in the room waiting for you."

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