The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket!-Chapter 879 - 765, Dead Men Tell No Tales

"Shameless, where is it seen that a girl openly expresses her desire to find a husband’s family? If you must seek, so be it, but she even wishes to marry into our Daxia—has Xiliao run out of men?"

"Those from Xiliao don’t understand any sense of propriety, righteousness, integrity, or shame." ƒгeewёbnovel.com

The group of female relatives pointed and sneered at Yelu Qianhua with contempt and revulsion.

Daohua’s heart, however, clenched with unease. Recalling what Princess Lekang had said earlier, she was overwhelmingly agitated.

Though the Emperor was reluctant to marry Princess Lekang off to Xiliao, he would not ignore Xiliao’s request for peaceful and friendly relations. Daxia had just ended the war with the Northern Frontier last year, and the nation’s strength and military forces had not yet recovered. If possible, Daxia had no wish to start a conflict with Xiliao.

Now that the Princess from Xiliao was actively proposing marriage into Daxia, the Emperor would not refuse.

Indeed, as soon as the Emperor heard the Princess of Xiliao’s request, he nodded in agreement with a smile.

When the Emperor consented, several of the Emperor’s wives and princes’ consorts simultaneously turned pale. Xiao Yeyang, who sat beside the Emperor, also furrowed his brows and cast an indifferent glance towards Duke Cheng’en and the Princely Heir Jiang not far away with a smirk on their faces.

"Your Majesty."

Xiao Yeyang stood up.

The Emperor looked towards Xiao Yeyang, "What is it?"

Your Majesty," Xiao Yeyang said, "your servant also requests to participate in the competition. I desire both the prize offered by Your Majesty and that from Xiliao. I will soon marry, and I would like to offer these two prizes to my fiancee to bring her joy."

The Emperor smiled at Xiao Yeyang, "Granted."

With permission, Xiao Yeyang turned and walked down from the stands.

"Xiao Yeyang!"

As Xiao Yeyang passed the stand where the Yan Family was seated, Daohua called out to him.

Xiao Yeyang immediately came over and whispered to Daohua, "Don’t worry."

Daohua glanced at Yelu Qianhua, who had just mounted her horse and thoughtfully said, "Seeing that Princess from Xiliao’s confident demeanor, she must have some assurance of winning the prize."

Xiao Yeyang sneered coldly, "Not a chance with me here."

Daohua: "It’s not the known that scares me, it’s the unknown." As she handed Xiao Yeyang some tea, she discreetly gave him two pills, "This medicine can trigger a frenzied reaction in the horses. If nothing unexpected happens during the race, that’s fine, but if something does happen, see what you can do."

Xiao Yeyang nodded imperceptibly without changing his expression, drank the tea that Daohua handed him, and then turned and walked away.

"They say the Princess of Xiliao is shameless, but our Countess of Shengping is not far behind."

Madam Jiang the second sneered.

Princess Huijia, who was nearby, heard this and laughed, "How can that be the same? Countess of Shengping and the Little Prince are already betrothed."

Madam Jiang the second: "Betrothed but not yet married, so intimate in public, who knows how much more in private..."

Princess Lekang interrupted her abruptly: "Madam Jiang, mind your words. Father is still here."

No one had expected Princess Lekang to speak up. Madam Jiang the second was stunned for a moment, but after recovering, she was filled with rage.

The Jiang Family was Princess Lekang’s maternal family. She didn’t stand up for her but reprimanded her publicly instead—did she even regard her own aunt?

Princess Lekang paid no attention to the crowd and fixed her gaze on the racing field.

...

The horn sounded, and the Xiliao and Daxia participants charged forward like arrows released from their bows in a frenetic chase.

Among them, Yelu Qianhua in her red dress was particularly eye-catching.

The participants from Xiliao intentionally or unintentionally affected those from Daxia, and before long, Yelu Qianhua led a group of more than ten Xiliao riders to the front.

Daohua sat in the stands, anxiously following the progress of the race. It wasn’t until she saw Xiao Yeyang, alongside his two brothers and Wu Dingbo, catching up to Yelu Qianhua that her expression eased slightly.

Yelu Qianhua looked back at Xiao Yeyang and the others who were about to overtake her and gritted her teeth. Putting her fingers to her lips, she quickly blew a long whistle.

Upon the whistle, all the horses in the field simultaneously began to act uncontrollably.

Taking advantage of the moment Xiao Yeyang and the others were calming their horses, Yelu Qianhua once again surpassed them.

The Emperor and the people of Daxia, seeing the tactic Yelu Qianhua employed, did not look pleased.

At that moment, everyone understood why Yelu Qianhua dared say she could win the prize.

During a brief pause to calm the horses, Xiao Yeyang flicked away the medicinal pill Daohua had provided.

Shortly after, the crowd in the stands noticed that the horses Yelu Qianhua and her group were riding started to act uncontrollably as well.

Having calmed their horses, Xiao Yeyang and the others took the opportunity to overtake them.

Yelu Qianhua, blowing her whistle continuously, finally arrived at the arena almost simultaneously with Xiao Yeyang and Yan Wentao.

Yelu Qianhua thought to herself that, as a princess, when she went for the prize, the people of Daxia would surely not dare to fight her fiercely for it or let her be injured. With Temur and a few top-notch warriors to assist her, the prize was as good as hers.

However, before she could even get up to the arena, a no-nonsense Xiao Yeyang had already leaped onto the high post of the arena and seized both the whip and the knife.

As for the Xiliao people protecting Yelu Qianhua, they were directly blocked from the arena by Yan Wentao and Yan Wenkai.

"Good!"

Seeing the dominant victory over the Xiliao people, the Emperor laughed out loud, and the officials of Daxia were all smiles.

The atmosphere among the Xiliao Delegation was notably more gloomy.

Watching Xiao Yeyang approach with the prize, Yelu Kangda squinted his eyes. The horses ridden by Qianhua and her group had been specially trained, so how could they have all lost control?

Was it the doing of the Daxia people?

Xiao Yeyang first walked in front of the Emperor’s stand: "Your Majesty, your humble servant has honorably won the prize."

The Emperor looked at his nephew with a pleased face: "Well done!"

After seeing the Emperor, Xiao Yeyang, holding the prize, walked towards the stand of the Yan Family and, under everyone’s watchful eyes, handed the whip and knife to Daohua.

"Here, I’ve won these for you."

Daohua stepped forward with a smile, reaching out to take the whip and knife, looking at Xiao Yeyang with appreciation: "Thank you, I really like them."

Just then, Yelu Qianhua, surrounded by the Xiliao people, came over to the stands, looking at Daohua and Xiao Yeyang standing side by side, and bent over to address the Emperor: "Your Majesty, Qianhua requests to fight with that lady."

As she spoke, she pointed at Daohua.

Her words caused another stir among the crowd.

Yelu Qianhua, maintaining her gaze on the Emperor, continued: "Your Majesty, in our Xiliao, if two women fancy the same man, they settle it through a duel to determine who gets to be with that man. Qianhua hopes Your Majesty will grant her this."

"This is Daxia!"

Prince Ping stood up in anger, looking coldly at Yelu Qianhua: "Is my son something you can choose? A duel? You should take a good look at yourself in the mirror first, are you deserving?"

"Cough, cough~"

Next to him, Yang Chenghua started coughing violently, and the Emperor also glanced over at Prince Ping.

The two nations were still working on their friendship!

Yelu Qianhua’s face turned red with anger from Prince Ping’s words.

Yelu Hao looked very displeased too, addressing the Emperor: "Your Imperial Majesty, we have come with sincerity."

The Emperor responded indifferently: "Daxia also sincerely wishes to maintain friendly relations with Xiliao."

Hearing this, the Xiliao Delegation’s mood lifted somewhat.

Yelu Qianhua fell silent for a moment, then turned to look at Daohua: "So, does this young lady dare not?"

All eyes fell on Daohua.

Daohua glanced at Yelu Qianhua and after a moment’s thought, said: "Fighting without killing?"

"Cough, cough~"

"Cough, cough~"

Once Daohua had spoken, Yang Chenghua and the other officials started coughing violently.

The Countess of Shengping looked gentle and frail, but her words were fierce.