Chapter 840: Chapter 840: I Do Not Consent
Wait until the Crown Prince finishes speaking, then he would come up with a countermeasure; after all, it is the face of the Imperial Family at stake.
In this world, the only one who could step on his face and still have him find a way to help others out of trouble was his own Little Jiujiu, who had that kind of privilege.
It’s said that one thing subdues another, but Sikong Mo, who fears neither heaven nor earth, has only one Ye Jiu, for whom he’s willing to go to such lengths to obtain, to protect with his life.
The old Emperor couldn’t refute and could only sneer coldly in his heart, "Since the War King finds his matters important, let the War King speak first. What exactly is so urgent that you can’t even wait for the Crown Prince to finish speaking!"
Rubbing the item inside his sleeve with his fingers, Sikong Mo gave a bitter smile but eventually made a firm decision.
Stepping forward, Sikong Mo knelt on one knee again, took out the item from his sleeve, and presented it with both hands, "I, with the Tiger Talisman as a betrothal gift, wish to marry Princess Changfu as my wife. For the rest of my life, I’ll protect her with my life."
Sikong Mo’s words caused heavy ripples once again in the grand hall.
The Tiger Talisman as a betrothal gift, something he had longed for most of his life was right before him, and the old Emperor could no longer maintain his composure, standing up abruptly from the dragon throne, slightly extending his arm.
Fortunately, he retained a thread of rationality, realizing the impropriety of his current behavior, and forcefully suppressed his inner excitement, managing to sit back on the dragon throne.
"What is the meaning of this, War King? The Tiger Talisman is something that Emperor Taizu personally entrusted to the War Prince Residence for generations when Dongyue was founded, how could you just take it out so easily!" Clearly anxious, but still feigning dissuasion for the sake of face; the old Emperor’s heart ached as if bleeding.
"Precisely because of the Tiger Talisman’s preciousness and significance, I offer it as a betrothal gift, only then am I worthy of Princess Changfu," Sikong Mo replied.
Sikong Mo’s answer satisfied the old Emperor even more, and he couldn’t control himself once more, standing up from the dragon throne, eager to walk towards the Tiger Talisman in Sikong Mo’s hand.
At this moment, the Crown Prince suddenly spoke up, "Father, Princess Changfu is the eldest daughter of the Fourth Prince. Since the War King is keen on marrying her, we should at least ask the Fourth Prince’s opinion."
To use the Tiger Talisman as a betrothal gift to marry a mere maiden—it seemed like a gain to them.
However, the formidable War King Sikong Mo wasn’t a trifling character, would he be so foolish as to engage in such a losing deal?
No one considered Sikong Mo’s genuine feelings for Ye Jiu because love, in their world, simply did not exist, and naturally, no one would believe it.
Only then did the old Emperor remember he had neglected someone, "Fourth Prince, what do you say?"
"I..." King Jing furiously stood up, ready to point and scold, only to have his shin kicked lightly by someone.
Were it not for the necessity to conceal Ye Jiu’s identity in front of all eyes, King Jing truly wished he could turn around and scold that dead girl thoroughly, hoping she would come to her senses.
In the past, not knowing Ye Jiu was his daughter, he thought it was fortunate Sikong Mo finally found a girl he was fond of. But when that girl became his daughter, it was no longer such a good thing.
It gave him an impulse to slaughter Sikong Mo, this brat, at any moment.
Prompted by Ye Jiu’s gentle kick, it didn’t quell King Jing’s inner rage but only made his actions less excessive, "No way, you want to marry this King’s daughter, this King does not agree."
Sikong Mo sighed helplessly; this guy was indeed the most difficult to deal with.
Before, as brothers, he could ignore him, but now, as his future father-in-law, it truly gave him a headache.