ilin opened her mouth to speak, but a voice interrupted her, causing the complexion of her beautiful face to darken with irritation.
Obviously, it was Jin Tianshi.
"The five-colour pavilion will not support the third prince if he accepts money from a rival organization."
"Young master Tianshi, are you talking about breaking the contract you made with us?" The third prince turned his face, everyone there watching Tianshi as if he were the biggest idiot in the world.
He was the leader of a branch that belonged to the gold king, the face of the five-colored pavilion.
Every contract he signed was a contract signed by the Gold King, who gave his own image as a guarantee of fulfillnt.
Did that idiot really want to tarnish his own father's image because of a personal tantrum with his sister?
"Young master, please..." The True Immortal leaned over, grabbing Tianshi's shoulder.
Suddenly, the two seed to enter into a violent exchange of sound transmissions, which only ended when Tianshi crossed his arms, cringing angrily.
Why on earth did no one there respect his decisions? He wasn't a man-child!
Ignoring Tianshi, ilin simply took out the contract, handing it to the third prince, who read it carefully before sighing.
The amount was... acceptable and the interest rates, although high, were quite lenient compared to what he had received from Tianshi.
In the end, it was an extrely high-risk loan, even with all the guarantees.
"Lady Margareth, what are your demands?" He focused his gaze on the other beauty.
"The church wants a guarantee that the territories ceded to it will be respected and also permission to build a cathedral in the royal capital," Margareth said.
Her demands seed few, but they were big victories for the church, especially the last one.
They were giving up less than a thousand soldiers and, in return, they could spread their faith even further.
Margareth even wanted to ask for monetary compensation at the end of the war, but she was only a representative or, rather, the manager of a church territory.
The final word on such an important matter was in the hands of the bishop of Eagle Peak Valley.
"Hm..." The third prince thought for a brief mont before nodding. "Very well, I agree to these terms."
"Any questions?" He raised his head to the nobles present.
None of them had anything against this contract, many having an extrely positive view of young Miss ilin.
Smiling, the third prince signed the docunts, making the agreents official.
After that, long strategic conversations ensued, discussions about what to do next, how to secure food for the armies and, above all, how to defeat the second prince.
This was a conversation that Qingyi was totally uninterested in, even though he was listening attentively.
He honestly just wanted so ti to fuck his won, was that too much to ask?
After a few more hours, such conversations finally ceased and the third prince stood up.
"So here may already know about my sister's marriage to young master Tianshi. I know she doesn't show herself much, but today is the day we finally reveal her to the world."
All the n there suddenly raised their heads.
The first princess, the king's only daughter. She lived in isolation and, even at banquets, didn't appear in public.
The few who ever t her in private never talked about her appearance, while those who didn't know her could only imagine.
Even Tianshi, her current spouse, had never t her in person.
Rumors naturally ran wild, speaking of an incomparable beauty, the kind that, if shown to the world, could easily attract the attention of the powerful experts of the Empire of the Enlightened Sky, bringing doom to the kingdom.
Even Qingyi raised his face. Finally, sothing interesting was happening.
As far as he knew, that princess was in a political marriage with Wang Haoran, and he still rembered the promise he made to the arrogant young master: to find his future wife and make her the happiest woman in the world.
Apparently, this day was coming.
[Don't get so excited, you shaless womanizer...] ilin giggled, sending a sound transmission to Qingyi.
She was the only one there who had ever t the princess in person.
Qingyi was a little confused at first. What did ilin an by that?
After a short mont, the answer to his doubts finally arrived, and his extrely sensitive senses picked up the sound of heavy footsteps on the horizon.
Strangely, he seed to be the only one there to notice. Everyone else's eyes were filled with anxiety, which turned to shock the mont a figure entered the tent.
She was... unique.
Her waist was a little wider than her shoulders, her hips tapering down to slim, delicate legs that strangely matched her barrel-shaped torso.
Her face was large and round, her neck hidden by large pillows of fat.
At that mont, observing the look of sheer terror in Tianshi's eyes and the shock on the faces of the nobles, Qingyi understood.
The few who t the first princess didn't talk about her appearance simply because she was so ugly that talking about such a thing was simply disrespectful.
Qingyi glanced briefly at the first princess's information screen before shaking his head.
Even her traits were horrible.
Suddenly, he didn't even want to kill Tianshi anymore - no, he regretted killing Haoran.
Marrying sothing like that was worse than death. How could soone be so ugly in a world where experts could shape their bodies so freely?
'I'm sorry, young master Wang... I'll have to break this promise...' Qingyi repeated in his mind.
" Heavens... no..." Tianshi muttered, his face no longer filled with arrogance or pride.
"Oh... so this is my future hubby? He's so handso!" The first princess flashed a big smile, the ground shaking slightly as she ran towards Tianshi, pulling him into a strong, suffocating embrace.
Both ilin and Qingyi had to fight hard to hold back their laughter.
Apparently, Tianshi's karma had arrived much sooner than expected.
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