Chapter 1838 - The Successor to the Throne Can Only Be Haoer
Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie's Dearest Beloved Wife
Xiajun Yanwu refused to admit to her crimes even till now. The more she behaved this way, the more disappointed Xiajun Yanting was in her.
Xiajun Yanting gripped Xiajun Yanwuâs collar tightly. âYanwu, youâre the reason why things ended up in this state. No one can save you now.â
âNo, Brother, I am your younger sister!â
âWhen you harmed other people, have you ever considered that Iâm your older brother? When you killed Father, have you ever considered heâs your father?â When Xiajun Yanting said this, he felt his heart ache.
Under Xiajun Yantingâs cold gaze, Xiajun Yanwu involuntarily shivered.
âSpeechless?â
Xiajun Yanwuâs fingers were trembling. Her face had stiffened as she shook her head vigorously, blabbing frantically, âNo, no it wasnât me. No, itâs her... She used hypnosis on me!â
She pointed a finger at Yun Bixue and added, âRegardless of the method she used, these are all facts! Brother, you mustnât believe her. Trust me, Iâm your younger sister. Iâm much more important than your woman Shasha.â
Xiajun Yanting sneered. âYanwu, youâre wrong. Youâre nowhere comparable to my beloved woman. Youâre not even worthy to mention her name!â
He then flung Xiajun Yanwu away and brushed his sleeves, as if brushing away something filthy.
This action hurt Xiajun Yanwu deeply. As the youngest princess of the royal family, when was she ever subjected to such treatment?
She began bawling, but even then, no one pitied her. No one bothered with the act she was putting up.
While Xiajun Yanting was in a daze and feeling forlorn, Xie Limo said calmly, âXiajun Yanting, the successor to the throne can only be Haoâer.â
There was no room for negotiation in Xie Limoâs tone. He was simply informing them.
When Xiajun Yanting mentioned Haoâer, Xiajun Yantingâs expression changed instantly.
âHaoâer?â
When he thought of Haoâer, his dejected expression changed. His eyes lit up as an answer surfaced. He didnât dare think further.
Xiajun Yanting looked at Xie Limo agitatedly. âHaoâer... Is he, Is he...â
He wanted to ask if he was his child, but he dared not ask.
Because he feared the answer wasnât what he was anticipating.
Yun Bixue said calmly, âMajesty Kang, nowâs not the time to discuss this. His Majesty had just passed away, and Xiajun Yanwu had stirred up the situation. The priority now is to calm down everything.â
âYes, yes!â Xiajun Yanting nodded repeatedly, still in a dazed state. His expression kept changing, and no one knew what he was thinking.
But from the start to the end, Xiajun Yanting had never been opposed to Haoâer becoming the emperor.
Yun Bixue knew that even if Majesty Kang didnât know Haoâer was his son, he would still assist him well.
This way, her heart was put to ease.
The next day, before the skies brightened, everyone discovered that the princessâs compound had been completely sealed up, and Xiajun Yanwu was being locked up.
For the early morning news, Yun Bixue asked the media representatives to air Xiajun Yanwuâs video and also had it broadcasted online simultaneously.
When the public saw the news, they were so shocked they thought they heard wrongly. After all, just last night, it was said that Deputy Xie was the one who murdered His Majesty.
But this morning, Princess Yanwu herself confessed to coveting Deputy Xie and murdering His Majesty. This indeed astounded everyone.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om