Chapter 840 - 759: Fighting Spirit

Chapter 840: Chapter 759: Fighting Spirit

If he obtained control of the City Patrol, Huangfu Yuxuan’s plan could be implemented immediately, but now it had to be postponed.

Given the diplomatic marriage between the two countries, with the princess being wed, there would surely be a procession sending her off.

Typically, a General would suffice to lead the procession, but the Seventeenth Princess has a special status, being born of the Emperor’s favored consort, so a General of ordinary status would not be suitable.

However, if he takes the initiative to volunteer in the capacity of an Imperial Grandson, he will surely succeed!

Though escorting the princess to East Tang would take at least three months round trip, if he can accomplish one thing, what would three months matter?

This journey was something he had planned to undertake for a while, he just never found the right excuse.

He cast a shadowy glance at Prince Liang.

Prince Liang shivered internally at that look, for it was truly frightening, as if a venomous snake’s gaze could send chills through one’s body.

Feeling both frustrated and irritated inside, his fear left him unable to express anything, instead instinctively making him shrink back.

This timid and cowardly demeanor stirred up a melancholic air within Huangfu Yuxuan.

Look at the other fathers, Prince Zhuang, Prince Lu, Prince Xin, Prince Li, even Prince Cheng, who are all much better than his own father.

Each of his uncles contends for influence, each gaining some weight in front of Grandfather, but what about his own father?

Useless, the more he looks at him, the more annoying he becomes.

He waved his hand and said coldly, "You’ve done well, go and rest!"

This tone of superiority came naturally to him, for it was how he had been acting for some time.

And rather than being angry, Prince Liang felt a relieved ease as if granted amnesty, rising immediately to leave.

Once outside, he expelled a long breath, his whole body relaxing.

Yet Huangfu Yuxuan’s expression grew increasingly sombre; although he had made his decision, the timing wouldn’t pose any issue.

However, thinking about the situation he would face upon returning, his mood became exceptionally depressed.

The marriage with Zhao Keyan was set for May, and after the trip, they would wed.

The notion of marriage surged in him without any sense of joy, only an underlying dissatisfaction.

That cold, indifferent woman of outstanding beauty, polite yet distant. If he had known she was Prime Minister Xia’s niece, he should have been more concerned.

Now, the date was set, yet he was not marrying her, leaving him understandably uncomfortable.

The more he pondered, the harder it was to dispel his gloom; restless, he decided to take a stroll outside.

After leaving Prince Liang Mansion, Huangfu Yuxuan felt somewhat perplexed, unsure of where he actually wanted to go. When Cui Huai asked respectfully, he gestured for him to drive the carriage randomly.

Cui Huai glanced worriedly at his master.

His master was normally spirited; this absent-minded demeanor was something he rarely showed. But he didn’t dare inquire, instead driving the carriage slowly down the street.

The carriage traversed a street to its end; observing no specific direction, Cui Huai continued to steer the carriage to another street.

This street was much livelier, bustling with vendors, shops, and pedestrians in a busy crowd, requiring the carriage to slow and blend into the flow.

Huangfu Yuxuan gently rubbed his forehead, amidst the lively street filled with sounds, chaotic yet oddly tranquilizing, unnoticed before.

Those common folks pursued trifling gains fervently, speaking cleverly for profit, yet what of those profits?

With a hint of disdain in his eyes, he closed them, intending to rest a bit.

"This rouge is nice!"

"Oh, indeed! Miss, you have a keen eye. Our rouge is crafted by Master Li himself. Master Li was taught by Skilled Lady Wan! It’s top-notch craftsmanship, though there’s limited quantity, just this one set of Colorful Spirit Green."

"Mm, made by Skilled Lady Wan’s successor, it must be excellent! Please wrap it up for me!"

Huangfu Yuxuan’s eyes suddenly flew open, pulling back the curtain to peer towards the source of the voice.

At that cosmetics shop stood a young lady in purple clothes, with a maid beside her. She wore a gentle smile, her eyes shining with laughter, which made her face appear even more radiant, rosy-cheeked and exceptionally fetching.

Huangfu Yuxuan’s eyes lit up; initially reminded of the unattainable young lady, feeling stifled, he had come to the street for relaxation.