Bei Ming Kun, impatient, couldn't wait for him to stop him. He blurted out, "Since Junior Sister Yu has entered His Majesty's harem and is carrying the imperial heir, a mere beauty title will inevitably make people look down on our Tian Xuan Sect.
At the very least, she should be granted the rank of a consort, right?"
The middle-aged man beside him couldn't stop him in time. Hearing this, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he simply covered his face and remained silent.
Emperor Jing You's face had already turned dark. Lu Qingwan saw this and nudged Feng Xiwu, "Your Majesty seems too annoyed to speak by this Bei Ming Kun's foolishness. You'll have to work harder."
Feng Xiwu looked at his elder brother's increasingly dark expression and then at the speechless young princess. Finally, he acted as their spokesperson.
"It has been sixteen years since the imperial palace had an heir. If Consort Yu can indeed give birth to a prince, how could a mere consort's rank be enough?
She should at least be the mistress of the central palace and become the Empress!
By the way, the princes of Da Qian are also not very promising. When Consort Yu's child is born, my elder brother should enfeeb it as the Crown Prince.
With guidance from a good teacher since childhood, in time, it will surely become a wise ruler like my elder brother."
After Feng Xiwu finished speaking, the officials and their families in the hall were stunned.
Everyone's expression was the same, looking at him with eyes that seemed to say, "Regent, are you serious?"
Feng Xiwu, however, turned a deaf ear and looked directly at the people from Tian Xuan Sect, "Are you all satisfied with this arrangement?"
The people from Tian Xuan Sect also did not expect that a pie from the sky could actually fall into their laps.
The matter they had been planning for several years was arranged by Feng Xiwu without them even having to bring it up.
This sudden surprise made them almost disbelieve it. Elder Yu hesitated, "Does the Regent speak the truth?"
"Of course."
Feng Xiwu's face remained unchanged, and his heart did not skip a beat. "I, this prince, have always taken one step and then two, and my elder brother is the same. Right, elder brother?"
Emperor Jing You met his inscrutable gaze, not knowing what he was up to.
However, based on the confidence that Feng Xiwu had never disappointed him over the years, Emperor Jing You indulgently nodded, "What the Regent says is what I think. Elder Yu can rest assured."
Bei Ming Kun, who had been listening to the promises Feng Xiwu was making, was already filled with excitement.
Upon hearing this, he immediately said, "We are certainly satisfied with such an arrangement by His Majesty and the Regent.
To show the sincerity of eternal friendship between Tian Xuan Sect and Da Qian, Tian Xuan Sect is willing to form an everlasting alliance with Da Qian and betroth my junior sister to the Regent.
Although the Regent already has a son, and Lu Qingwan, his former wife, is still around, my junior sister is deeply in love with the Regent, so she wouldn't mind..."
"Pfft!"
A sudden burst of laughter interrupted Bei Ming Kun's self-aggrandizing speech.
Lu Qingwan calmly met the various gazes that fell upon her and couldn't help but pat Feng Xiwu's thigh, "Sorry, sorry, this joke is just too funny!
But I truly didn't expect that one day, Xiao Yuan'er and I would become reasons for the Prince to be disliked. The Prince is so pitiful, but I really want to laugh, haha..."
She laughed brazenly, treating Bei Ming Kun's words as a joke.
Prime Minister Wen, the head of the hundred officials, could no longer suppress his anger and said coldly, "Tian Xuan Sect truly has enormous appetites.
First, they depose the Regent's Consort, then they want their person to be the mistress of the central palace, and they even want someone with Tian Xuan Sect blood to be the Crown Prince of Da Qian!
Do you really think you can use Consort Yu as a flimsy excuse to command the world?
I, this Prime Minister, ask you, did Da Qian beg Yu Chuwei to come to the imperial palace of Da Qian?"
Prime Minister Wen and Feng Xiwu, both powerful representatives of Da Qian's stance, displayed diametrically opposite attitudes.
The people from Tian Xuan Sect were all stunned, and Bei Ming Kun was speechless.
After a long while, he finally managed to utter, "Regardless of anything else, Junior Sister Yu is truly carrying the imperial heir. You didn't know her identity, so can you bully her?"
Prime Minister Wen became even more enraged seeing him act so unscrupulously, relying on Yu Chuwei carrying the imperial heir.
"You say she was carrying the imperial heir and almost lost her life, but I didn't see it.
All I saw was her slandering our Great Qian's Regent Consort of rebellion in the grand hall and attempting to assassinate the Regent Consort.
She injured our Emperor with silver needles, almost taking His Majesty's life. These are conclusive evidence!
As the legitimate daughter of Tian Xuan Sect's Great Elder, she went incognito, infiltrated the imperial palace of Da Qian, and committed so many despicable acts. I must ask Tian Xuan Sect what their intentions are?!"
As Prime Minister Wen finished speaking, thunderous applause erupted in the hall without warning.
Chancellor Chi's hands were so red from clapping with excitement, "Prime Minister Wen spoke brilliantly!"
Lu Qingwan also joined the fun in the crowd, "Prime Minister Wen, mighty!"
Even though the officials had their own petty thoughts on a daily basis, they were still infighting amongst themselves. Seeing the people from Tian Xuan Sect acting so arrogantly in Da Qian, they had long been displeased.
Now, seeing Chancellor Chi and Lu Qingwan egging them on, a group of people joined in the clamor.
This was Da Qian's home ground, and the few people from Tian Xuan Sect sat there like monkeys, extremely embarrassed.
Elder Yu coughed as if he were about to faint, clutching his chest, "You... Da Qian is going too far!
I will definitely report this to the Sect Master truthfully, and Da Qian will never be able to transport a single piece of cargo from Tian Xuan City again!"
The officials who had been cheering and clamoring instantly fell silent. They knew what it meant if Tian Xuan City closed its gates to Da Qian, even if others didn't.
At this moment, Lu Qingwan announced loudly, "The Great Elder wishes to report to Sect Master Bei Ming, that is your freedom. However, before that, I, this Consort, wish to present a gift to all of you!"
As she spoke, she bowed to Emperor Jing You on the high seat, "Your Majesty, you can let Consort Yu come out."
Emperor Jing You nodded to Tang Xiao, who tacitly withdrew.
Everyone in the hall finally realized something was amiss. Bei Ming Xue's beautiful almond-shaped eyes seemed capable of spitting venom, "Lu Qingwan, what trick are you playing now?"
"If Miss Bei Ming suffers from paranoia, please come to Bai Xing Lin on the tenth of next month for treatment. Given that this illness has something to do with me, I can offer a discount on the consultation fee."
"Lu Qingwan, who are you calling sick!"
Bei Ming Xue was like a rabid tigress, prone to fits of rage at any moment.
Lu Qingwan was completely speechless. She was getting annoyed that Tang Xiao wasn't here yet when the little bun suddenly tugged at her sleeve.
In a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough for the Tian Xuan Sect members opposite to hear, he said, "Mother Consort, this fierce aunt's name is so strange. It's a bit like the poem you taught me."
Lu Qingwan looked at the mischievous glint in the little bun's eyes and, suppressing a smile, feigned ignorance, "Which poem?"
Seeing his mother consort playing along, the little bun was instantly delighted.
He narrowed his eyes and recited in a clear, childish voice, "In the northern darkness, there is a fish, its name is Kun. The Kun is so large, one pot cannot hold it.
It transforms into a bird, its name is Peng. The Peng is so large, it requires two barbecue grills..."