Descent of the Phoenix 13 Years Old Princess Consort

Chapter 118 – Turbulent Times (18)

Translated by: Rysbow

Edited by: Surjit, Krithika

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His cold voice was mixed with anger. If he hadn’t arrived in time, his three lieutenants might not even be here anymore.

By then, the Left Minister had calmed down. He held the decree and frowned, “Third king, the decree is the decree. It can’t be changed. I am thankful that your highness is returned safe and sound. As you have returned, the Emperor will now definitely pass down another decree to reinstate your position. However, right now, this decree must be obeyed.”

dop1174As soon as the words fell from his lips, the soldiers behind the Left Minister took a step forward and stared at Xuan Yuan Che and Liu Yue, emotionlessly.

If they couldn’t use an indirect method, they should just do things the hard way. They had to take over that army today at all cost. Otherwise , once Xuan Yuan Che returned to the capital, not to mention that all their investments would turn into a wasted effort, they could even be slaughtered, their entire clan could be thrown into a turmoil! They couldn’t wait. No, they didn’t dare to wait!

They could see that Xuan Yuan Che and Liu Yue were covered with injuries at that moment. They wouldn’t be hard to take down.

Hearing this, Liu Yue narrowed her eyes, and smiled. She lifted an eyebrow and asked, “So what?”

With her two words, “So what?”, it seemed that there were no laws and morals in her eyes.

“How dare you defy the Emperor’s order!” the Left Minister roared, glaring.

Toying with the dagger in her hand; Liu Yue waved her hand. She looked at the the thirty thousand soldiers below her. “Who heard that?”

Utter silence… nobody made a sound. The thirty thousand soldiers lowered their gaze to the ground. There were no emotions on their faces.

The wounded lieutenant generals who stood behind Xuan Yuan Che, looked up at the sky, pretending not to have heard anything.

The summer breeze blew.

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The Left Minister’s face darkened, he clenched his jaws.

Liu Yue’s laugh was bewitching. Her expression was filled with scorn as she spun a sharp dagger nonchalantly around her fingertips, as if it were a quill pen.

Xuan Yuan Che waved his hand and instantly a chair was prepared for him. He sat down slowly with a swirl of his robe.

His cold gaze swept across the Left Minister, Crown Prince Xuan Yuan Cheng, and General Fei. “Over here, I am in command.”

His manner of speech was sonorous and resounding. With pride, he looked at the three of them scornfully.

“We will only obey the general!” Behind him, Liu Chuan, Chen Si, and Zhou Cheng shouted. The thirty thousand soldiers cheered in unison, their deafening cheers piercing through the sky.