The princess has no moral principles, why did you provoke her?

Chapter 190: 9 Yuan wants to become the crown prince of the Celestial Clan

On this day, the Emperor of Heaven had nothing to do, so he sat on the dragon chariot and strolled around with Emperor Baihua and other gods.

Before they knew it, they arrived at the door of the Prince's Mingde Hall.

The four guards bowed and saluted: "Greetings, Lord."

The Heavenly Lord looked at the words "Mingde Hall" and said casually, "We've actually reached the Crown Prince's bedroom. Where's the Crown Prince?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a woman's gentle voice was heard from Mingde Hall: "Come here, Prince, come and capture me!

I am here, haha!"

Then, the lewd voices of other women were heard.

The prince looked very proud: "I am here, you little devil, let's see where you can run!"

The laughter of concubines could be heard from the palace from time to time.

Tianjun's face was a little embarrassed, his brows slightly furrowed, and with a hint of anger: "What are they doing!"

Guard Tianshu lowered his head and said nothing.

The Heavenly King got off the dragon chariot and walked in on foot. The other gods looked at each other and followed him in without saying anything.

The Heavenly Lord seldom comes to the Mingde Hall, and the decorations here are extremely luxurious, with jade-like buildings and golden eaves.

The pond outside the temple is like a fairyland, filled with fairy air, fish swimming around, and all kinds of magical flowers and rare herbs everywhere.

Several women in pink were surrounding the prince, whose face was covered with a white veil. From time to time, one of them brushed the prince's face with a handkerchief and said, "Prince, I am here!"

She then ran off laughing.

Crown Prince Shaohao smiled and said, "Plum Blossom Yu, where are you?"

He stretched out his hand and reached forward. Just then, the Heavenly Lord came over. The prince was still very excited and said, "I've caught you. Let's see where you can run away!"

"How dare you!" the Heavenly Lord said angrily.

Shaohao hurriedly took off his white veil and saw that the person in front of him was the Heavenly Emperor. He was so frightened that he immediately knelt on the ground and said, "Father, please calm down. Father, please calm down!"

Emperor Baihua looked at this scene with disdain in his eyes:

Lord Tian, ​​this is the future crown prince of heaven, the person you have always valued.

He spends his days in debauchery, but is not even half as good as the Jiuyuan God of War.

The Heavenly Lord raised his hand and slapped Shaohao directly in the face.

"Rebel!"

"Father, I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have been so obsessed with women."

The Emperor's face was gloomy, with a cold and murderous aura.

He calmed himself down, his eyes filled with coldness, just like ice and snow.

His voice was filled with accusation: "Prince, with the battle between heaven and demons imminent, you are still thinking about having fun. What are your plans?"

Shaohao stood up and began to speak: "Father, you don't have to take this matter too seriously. I have millions of heavenly soldiers and generals in the heavens. How could we be afraid of the demon world? We just need to send troops to fight.

there is always a solution to a problem. "

The Heavenly Monarch then asked, "You are the crown prince of my Celestial Clan. Would you personally lead the troops to fight?"

The prince immediately backed out: "Father, I am the crown prince and I absolutely cannot go into battle to kill the enemy. Otherwise, what is the use of those heavenly soldiers and generals?

Besides, I have many brothers who can be sent to lead the charge."

Hearing this, the Heavenly Lord could no longer control himself and flew into a rage: "You mean, it doesn't matter who goes into battle, as long as you are safe."

"Father is absolutely right."

The prince rarely spoke in the Nine Heavens Temple and always remained silent.

This statement was shocking, and the Heavenly Emperor was furious.

"Prince, you truly have impressed me. Come, tie you up and take you to the Heavenly Thunder Palace. Let him be severely punished by heavenly thunder for seven days."

Shaohao's expression changed drastically: "Father, I know I was wrong. I can't stand the thunder."

The eyes of the Heavenly Lord were full of disgust. He waved his hand and two divine generals came up and took Prince Shaohao away.

"Father, please spare me."

Shaohao begged desperately, his words sounding so harsh.

Emperor Baihua showed a strange look: Tianjun once fought in many battles, and Jiuyuan followed him completely.

The prince in front of him is so cowardly and incompetent because he is the son of the Queen Mother. He is too afraid of death. The Emperor of Heaven must be extremely disappointed in the prince.

"Your Majesty, you have been walking for so long, you should go back to your bedroom and rest."

The Heavenly Emperor was filled with anger. He nodded slightly, got on the dragon chariot, and walked towards the bedroom.

He kept thinking: The prince is incompetent and has no talent of being an emperor, and there are no outstanding ones among the water lords.

There is only one son, Jiuyuan, who is capable of maintaining peace in the country through both literary means and military power. He is more suitable to rule the heaven than the prince, and it has to be him.

However, he has always been resentful towards me because of the death of his mother, and he thinks that I am biased towards the Queen Mother, which has caused a rift between father and son.

The person is gone and there is no looking back. Let's just wait and see what happens.

…………

Demon

On this day, the Holy Son of the Fire Clan, Mo Junxie, brought the eldest princess Shui Linglong to the Demon City.

He was humble and polite: "Guard, tell them that the Holy Son of the Fire Tribe has come with a betrothal gift to propose marriage to the eldest princess."

The gatekeeper did not dare to delay for a moment and hurried to report.

The Demon Lord sat on the Demon Throne, wiping the Nine Revolutions Profound Soul Sword in his hand.

The left envoy Qingtian Longyan and the right envoy Duan Jianqi stood on both sides.

"Report, Demon Lord, the Holy Son of the Fire Tribe has come to propose marriage to the eldest princess. He is already outside the palace. Will he be allowed in? The eldest princess will also accompany him."

The Demon Lord's eyes were deep, and then a hint of anger emerged: "You are really my good daughter, but you actually let a wolf into the house and became an abandoned child without knowing it."

Qingtian Longyan advised: "My Lord, the ambition of the Fire Tribe's Holy Son is obvious. I'm afraid his marriage proposal is fake, and his real intention is to deal with you.

Don't touch anything he sends you; let your subordinates handle it."

Duan Jianqi also spoke: "My Lord, a few days ago, a member of the Fire Tribe sneaked into the Demon City secretly, seemingly looking for a treasure trove. He was discovered by my subordinates and fled in panic."

The expression on the Demon Lord's face was extremely cold: "This is why they came here. Come, bring them in."

The guard went out to pass on the message, and the Demon Lord sheathed his sharp blade.

Mo Junxie looked particularly dazzling in his red robe and red hair.

He knelt respectfully on one knee and said, "Demon Lord, Jun Xie has long admired the eldest princess. I have come here today to ask for her hand in marriage. I hope you will agree. I have prepared twenty jars of fine wine and several hundred pieces of betrothal gifts."

Shui Linglong hid behind Mo Junxie and dared not show up.

The Demon Lord looked at Shui Linglong and said angrily, "Come here, the eldest princess escaped from the Devil Cliff without permission, tie her up."

Two men in black came up and tied up the eldest princess.

Shui Linglong quickly knelt down and begged for mercy, her eyes filled with sorrow: "Father, I know I was wrong, but the ice pool is freezing cold, and I don't want to freeze to death.

Fortunately, the Holy Son saved me that day, and my daughter was spared. Please forgive me, father!"

The Holy Son of the Fire Tribe also knelt down and said, "Demon Lord, Jun Xie has always loved the eldest princess. I hope you can bear the pain and marry her to me."

After saying this, he winked at the maid.

The maid poured a glass of wine, and the Holy Son of the Fire Clan held it and came to the Demon Lord, saying politely, "Demon Lord, this is all Jun Xie's fault. Please, for the sake of the Fire Clan, spare Linglong."

The Demon Lord took the wine glass, looked at the blue wine in the glass, and made a gesture as if to drink it.

He glanced at Mo Junxie out of the corner of his eye and saw him open his mouth, eagerly hoping that he would drink the wine.

"My Lord!" Qingtian Longyan shouted.

The wine glass shook, and the Demon Lord used the force to move forward, and all the wine in the glass flew out, entering Mo Junxie's mouth without deviation.

The Holy Son of the Fire Tribe had not expected this to happen, so he could only gulp down the wine.

When he came to his senses, he began to vomit desperately, but it was too late and he couldn't vomit.

He forced a smile and said, "Demon Lord, why don't you drink the wine I offer you? Do you think it's not good?"

The Demon Lord looked at Mo Junxie with amusement, as if he were looking at a clown: "You young people like wine, but we old guys don't like it.

Since you two are in love and you want to marry the eldest princess, I agree and you don’t have to send the dowry.

From today on, Princess Shui Linglong is no longer my Demon Lord's daughter, and she is not allowed to set foot in the Demon City."