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Mu Jinkun said seriously, "I hate Jiang Han, but that doesn't conflict with me sending him gifts! This is to congratulate his subordinate for castrating Che Chengyun, and it also expresses my feelings!"
"Princess, I strongly believe we need to set up a few tables for a banquet to celebrate!" He looked at the Ninth Princess, pondered for a moment, and continued, "For this banquet, we must invite Jiang Han!"
"Disciple, are you serious?" Hong Qianjun asked with a puzzled expression.
"My most outstanding disciple. Surely you haven't gone mad because of Jiang Han?"
"Jiang Han is your enemy! You want to invite him to the banquet?"
Mu Jinkun realized that his teacher misunderstood him and quickly clarified, "We drink from the same golden cup, but we won’t spare each other with our blades." He slightly tilted his body, revealing the demeanor of a scholar, and added, "Jiang Han is my mortal enemy, but so is Langya Prince! I will never let Jiang Han go in this lifetime, but I will not spare Langya Prince and his son either!"
"Right now, I'm just very happy that Che Chengyun has been castrated; at least one great revenge has been avenged! Although I didn't do it personally, I feel just as pleased as if I had invited Jiang Han to the banquet. After we eat, it won't stop me from wanting to kill him."
"Clear grievances and friendships are particularly evident! From Mu Jinkun's perspective, they are all my enemies. Now that one has fallen, I must celebrate with a banquet. As for inviting Jiang Han, it doesn't matter whether he comes or not. I'm happy; I'm willing."
"Today I drink with you, Jiang Han; tomorrow I'll take a knife to you."
Seeing Mu Jinkun like this, the Ninth Princess couldn't help but sigh and said, "Let's set up the banquet and send an invitation to Jiang Han! If he comes, we'll entertain him. After all, as they say: we drink from the same golden cup but won't spare each other with our blades! If Jiang Han doesn't come, we'll send some people with food and drinks to his shop."
Hong Qianjun felt a bit overwhelmed; he couldn't see through the Ninth Princess and Mu Jinkun. He never expected they would actually prepare to do this.
"Calculating the time! Once we finish setting up the banquet, the Maple Forest Iron Cavalry will arrive!"
Mu Jinkun said earnestly, "If Jiang Han comes to the banquet, that would be good. We can feast together today and then arrange a battle outside the city tomorrow. If we win, we can take down Jiang Han."
"Exactly! The timing works out perfectly!"
"It can definitely be done. Tomorrow we'll go to book the feast!" The Ninth Princess said seriously.
Hong Qianjun couldn't help but shake his head; he felt powerless to stop these two!
Inside the inn...
The Langya Prince walked up in shock, gazing at Che Chengyun lying on the bed. He scrutinized Che Chengyun's pale cheeks, and it seemed as if he aged several years overnight upon learning that his son had been castrated.
"Father!"
"I was hurt by Ling Xue! Ling Xue used Yan Dong's Eight-Sided Han Sword to injure me. This must have been orchestrated by Jiang Han behind the scenes!"
Che Chengyun's face was ashen as he weakly implored, "Father, you must avenge me!"
The Langya Prince was heartbroken. Although Che Chengyun was not the most promising heir, he was still his legitimate son. He had thirty sons, many of whom were born to concubines. In such a vast royal residence, it was impossible for him to care for every concubine and their offspring. Thus, it was normal for the sons born of concubines to resemble Jiang Jiang in some way. Those sons were merely expendable.
Only Che Chengyun and his three siblings were born of the legitimate wife.
The Langya Prince trembled as he approached Che Chengyun's bedside, grasping his hand. "Do not worry; Father will avenge you!" He reached out, intending to place his hand on Che Chengyun's neck to help his son find peace.
"Father, no! Father, I still want to live!"
Che Chengyun suddenly regained his spirit. Even if it meant living in humiliation, he still wished to survive.
Hearing this, the resolute Langya Prince couldn't help but sigh deeply and reluctantly withdrew his hand from his son's neck. He longed to end Che Chengyun's suffering and preserve the family's dignity by allowing him to leave this world with some semblance of honor. This way, the Langya residence would save face, and Che Chengyun would be spared further agony.
But at that moment when his son cried out, the Langya Prince ultimately could not bring himself to do it. He stood up and turned away from Che Chengyun, addressing the doctors present. "Gentlemen, how is my son?"
One doctor stepped forward tremblingly and said, "My lord, your son's life has been saved. We must return him to the royal residence!"
"My lord, we must enter the palace tonight!"
"Jiang Han, you have gone too far."
With a darkened expression, the Langya Prince departed. He was determined to confront Su Qianxue and demand answers, even going so far as to pressure her into issuing an edict to capture Jiang Han.
Inside the Imperial Study!
Su Qianxue saw the Langya Prince entering late at night and tried to reassure him, saying, "Langya Prince, I already know about your son's situation!"
"Calm down and go rest for a while! This matter cannot be rushed; it needs to be handled slowly."
"Your Majesty, I only have one question: will you capture Jiang Han?" The Langya Prince asked with a cold expression.
"That is not possible!" Su Qianxue retorted directly. "Langya Prince, times have changed."
The Langya Prince snorted coldly, glaring at Su Qianxue. "You command ten Wan Dajun, Your Majesty. Are you certain?"
"I also command Thirty Thousand Imperial Guards, along with a hundred thousand militia and local troops! Combined, that gives me Eighteen Hundred Thousand Troops. Langya Prince, although you control many officials in the court, I must tell you this: if you truly intend to act against me, I can accompany you into battle!"
Su Qianxue glared fiercely at the Langya Prince. The two locked eyes, both revealing fierce expressions.
After a long pause, the Langya Prince finally realized that the once puppet-like Su Qianxue was long gone. The former Su Qianxue had only commanded Thirty Thousand Royal Guards, which were merely scattered soldiers. Since Jiang Han assisted Su Qianxue, she had gained control over eighteen thousand elite troops, no longer to be underestimated. Moreover, with Jiang Han by her side, Su Qianxue had an endless supply of provisions and weapons.
If a full-scale war were to break out, the Langya Prince knew he could not guarantee victory.
Not wanting to meet Su Qianxue's gaze any longer, the Langya Prince lowered his head and suppressed his anger. "Your Majesty, my son was injured, and the weapon used was from Pei Jian, someone close to Jiang Han. Don't you think you owe me an explanation?"
"There is no need for an explanation!" Su Qianxue replied firmly. "Langya Prince! We both know the truth. If you hadn’t permitted your son to act improperly towards my adopted daughter, this situation would not have arisen. Even under the sun, it is clear that you are in the wrong!"
Su Qianxue spoke boldly. "So I tell you this: I will not investigate this matter further, and Xingbu will not accept your complaint."
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