Chapter 644: Chapter 644

Xie Jue almost burst out laughing because of Han Ziqi’s words. He and the Sannan Royal Family were family? If his parents and aunt heard this, they would probably crawl out of their graves to chastise him.

Han Ziqi spoke earnestly, "Beining belongs to Xie Xun. Even though you are brothers, in the future you will have to look at his face. Don’t you want to ascend the throne yourself? Sannan can give you a helping hand. You already have prestige in the Ningzhou Iron Cavalry, and Sannan is wealthy. Xie Xun is your own brother. It would be easy for you to seize his kingdom."

"Is the King of Sannan really willing to abdicate?"

"Yes, this is what my father personally said."

"Fine, abdicate in my favor!" Xie Jue sneered. "We’ll discuss further. If I don’t see your sincerity, just saying it verbally won’t make me trust you."

Han Ziqi fell silent, "..."

Xie Jue mockingly asked, "Why the face? Was the abdication talk just playing around? If the King of Sannan declares it to the world, I will believe your sincerity. Otherwise, you come to Beining asking me to seize Xie Xun’s throne, causing strife among the brothers of Beining, while you reap the benefits. Do you think I’m that foolish? Would I believe the words of the King of Sannan? When you learned of my identity, you traveled thousands of miles to West State to kill me. Sannan and Beiman allied to send troops mainly because my mother was a Princess, and you feared my identity would be exposed, taking your throne away. And now you talk about abdication, it’s laughable." Thıs content belongs to novel[f]ire.net

"Times have changed. Back then, we were forced. The Grand Marshal wanted to reveal your identity to the Priest, so we had to act decisively first. Now Beining is strong, and we are not its match. Sannan is just a small country and doesn’t want to be enemies with you. But we also do not wish Sannan to be subordinated to Beining from now on, losing our homeland. We refuse to submit to Xie Xun. But if it were you, my father is willing, after all, Sannan blood flows in your veins." Han Ziqi was sincere.

Xie Jue chuckled lightly, "You don’t want to submit, yet you want benefits. Your stance is similar to our Beining clans. Wanting both ways, where in the world is there such a good thing? Moreover, why did Xie Xun ascend the throne and not me, don’t you know? It’s because of my identity."

Xie Jue deliberately showed a little disappointment, "Because I am of illegitimate birth, not of the direct line, because I have Sannan blood, from the time we escaped the Capital City, I lost the right to inherit the Ningzhou Iron Cavalry. The generals of the Ningzhou Iron Cavalry would not accept a leader who is half Sannan. Not just the Ningzhou Iron Cavalry, my father and mother never raised me to be its leader since I was young, instead arranging for me to study in the Lin Family, hoping I would pursue a political career rather than the military. Because of this half Sannan blood, I lost the qualification to compete with Xie Xun right from the start. Now you provoke me, what? Trying to rub salt into my wounds on purpose?"

"Brother, it’s all a misunderstanding. When Aunt came to Sannan in distress, it was indeed the fault of the Marquis Zhenbei Mansion. She lost her memory and didn’t know she was the Sannan Princess. The Marchioness saw her beauty and bought her into the mansion as a concubine. Brother’s tragedy is all caused by the Marchioness, exploiting the situation. By the time Aunt regained her memory, things were beyond retrieval. She stayed in the Marquis Mansion willingly, for your sake. Otherwise, how could our Sannan Princess consent to be someone else’s concubine?" Han Ziqi’s tone was indignant. "A mother’s debt should be repaid by her son. Brother and Xie Xun already have old grievances."

"Interesting, you speak as if you have accompanied my mother for many years, knowing her thoughts and feelings. Have you met her? Do you understand her? How do you know she wasn’t willing to stay in the Marquis Mansion?"

The tea on the table had turned cold, and the Shadow Guard hadn’t replaced it with a new cup. A perceptive person would know that the host didn’t wish to keep the guest. Yet Han Ziqi didn’t want to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, "Brother, don’t forget, if it weren’t for the Marquis Mansion, Aunt wouldn’t have died. She grew up in Sannan and certainly wishes to have her soul return to her homeland."

Han Ziqi spoke with great emotion. Xie Jue pressed his lips together, showing a semblance of being moved. Han Ziqi said, "Brother, I know you might doubt our motives at first. Don’t worry, I will definitely show you our sincerity."

When Xie Jue saw Han Ziqi out, they encountered Fang Chuning from the Prince Lai Mansion.

Fang Chuning stood at the entrance of the Prince Manor, glaring coldly at Han Ziqi, extremely displeased, with a ferocious look as if she had caught someone in the act, "What are you doing here?"

"Of course, I came to catch up with Brother." Han Ziqi was also a clever person, never missing a chance to sow discord, "Brother, stay, no need to see me off. Consider my words carefully before replying to me."

After saying this, he gracefully opened a folding fan, displaying an elegant and calm demeanor of a Sannan scholar, and left gracefully. Fang Chuning looked at his back, extremely annoyed. Have Zhang Boxi’s people all died? How could they let Han Ziqi stride into the Prince Manor so boldly?