In Love With My Fierce Farming Wife!
Chapter 644 - 626: The Tattered Dragon Robe_1

Chapter 644: Chapter 626: The Tattered Dragon Robe_1

Prince Xuan’s excitement did not diminish despite His Majesty’s refusal.

"Hahaha..."

He threw his head back in a hearty laugh, speaking with increasing smugness. "Even if you don’t apply the imperial seal, I will still ascend to the throne tomorrow! I will still reign as the ruler of this kingdom!"

His Majesty’s face remained unchanged, but the Killing Intent in his eyes nearly solidified into reality!

He glared at Prince Xuan for a long moment before gritting his teeth, "I thought you were just a bit unruly when you were young, among all my children you were most suitable for the throne. But you employed such despicable means, I pitied you, so I made you one of the feudal lords to gain experience in your fief. I always had you in my heart. Unexpectedly, my momentary soft-heartedness led to today’s disaster! It seems, I should have killed you directly back then!"

"How dare you bring this up!"

Upon mentioning the past, the smug expression on Prince Xuan’s face finally crumbled!

He suddenly rushed in front of His Majesty, pointing at him with his finger, "If it wasn’t for your deliberate plot back then, if it wasn’t for your favoritism, would I have suffered such humiliation? All of this, was given by you, the great Emperor Father!"

In the midst of his words, he suddenly leant in close to His Majesty’s ear, whispering, "I have etched this ’benevolence’ of yours in my heart for a lifetime! I will never forget..."

When he mentioned the words "benevolence", he gnashed his teeth with untold force!

This left His Majesty slightly taken aback, who then abruptly lunged at him.

"You rebellious son! How I wish I could strangle you...."

Prince Xuan did not anticipate that his own father would fight him desperately, and was unexpectedly knocked to the ground.

Shocked, he called out, "Protect the Emperor! Come, protect the Emperor!"

But His Majesty, having prepared for the worst, seized the opportunity and would not let him go.

Again he lunged forward, and the father and son ended up in a scuffle. Even then, His Majesty refused to admit defeat. He opened his mouth wide and bit down hard on Prince Xuan’s arm which he had extended in self-defense, refusing to let go.

Prince Xuan let out a miserable cry, shaking his arm in an attempt to shake him off but found him too persistent to shake off.

The scene instantly descended into chaos.

The soldiers and officers nearby hurried over, but one was His Majesty, domineering for many years, the other was about to ascend the throne as the new Emperor. These men twirled around, with a posture of "a dog trying to catch a hedgehog ── at a loss on how to go about it."

The pain shooting up his arm made him, who had been brought up in comfort for many years, see stars. He no longer cared whether there were people around, or what the consequences could be, he aimed two punches at his father’s face.

However, His Majesty, utterly unrelenting, adamantly refused to let go.

When they finally managed to separate them, His Majesty’s mouth was dripping with blood, even carrying a piece of flesh and a rag of clothing that he had torn off from Prince Xuan!

He spat heavily onto the farmland below, and then began to laugh uproariously!

Bloodied, his terrifying appearance sent chills down everyone’s spine!

This prompted the spectators to retreat quietly, with their minds filled with the chilling memory of His Majesty’s domineering manner, fearful that they would have to face retribution in the future. They secretly prayed that he wouldn’t remember them.

Prince Xuan’s face darkened even more!

Not only was a large piece of flesh torn from his arm, but even the dragon robe on his body was torn over a large area, stained with his own father’s blood.

The military doctor on the side hurried forward, approaching him to stop the bleeding, apply medicine, and bandage with trembling hands, scattering the medicinal powder all around!

Prince Xuan had nowhere to vent his anger at this moment!

Seeing this, he kicked the military doctor directly, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground.

The military doctor did not dare to stand up, he lay on the ground begging for forgiveness with his hands touching his forehead the floor, which only further provoked Prince Xuan’s rage!

"Someone! Drag this man down and beat him to death with a chaotic stick!"

The military doctor’s body slumped, and he no longer had the energy to beg for forgiveness. He was quickly dragged away, and soon the sound of screams and thuds echoed. Before long, even the screams disappeared.

Another military doctor quickly took over the treatment. Thankfully, he did not make any mistakes and once he’d finished bandaging, he retreated.

From beginning to end, Prince Xuan glared at his own father, his eyes boiling with killing intent.

As the military doctor retreated, he suddenly began to laugh!

He nodded repeatedly, "Good! Very good! Since you are seeking death yourself, don’t blame me for being ruthless. Take him away!"

His Majesty kept laughing uproariously, offered no resistance when he was dragged away, and quickly vanished from Prince Xuan’s sight.

The aides near by exchanged glances, not daring to step forward.

But they had no alternative but to go. After some secret bickering, they finally nominated a small old man who nervously stepped forward.

The old man was pushed out, and just as he was about to turn back and curse at the others, he noticed Prince Xuan was looking at him. He quickly put on a flattering smile and stepped forward.

"Your Majesty, you are going to proclaim yourself as the Emperor first thing tomorrow. Due to the urgency of the matter, there is only one dragon robe made in haste. Now, how should we deal with it?"

He ended the sentence by pointing at the torn part of the robe.

This comment made Prince Xuan’s already furious face even darker.

Due to the short period from deciding to rebel, and also various factors such as the craftsmanship and materials, only one dragon robe was made, and there wasn’t any other replacement!

The dragon robe was not only torn over a large area, but it was also stained with the blood of his own father!

Upon thinking of this, the muscles on Prince Xuan’s face kept twitching!

This surely was not a good omen!

While everyone intuitively understood this, nobody dared to approach and say it. However, the hesistant old man spoke directly!

Prince Xuan cast a gloomy face, surveying his aides in a round.

"What are your thoughts on this? Hmmm. Speak!"

Everyone looked at each other, pushing the responsibility around, none wanting to be the first to speak.

What’s to say? It’s all laid out before us, what could they say?

"What’s wrong, have all of you become mute? Speak up, whoever remains silent will be dragged out and beaten to death with a chaotic stick!" Prince Xuan’s heart pounded, and in his panic, he wished he could have all these useless people dragged out and beaten to death!

The aides had no choice but to step forward and propose their ideas.

"To make this dragon robe, not only does one need an exquisitely skilled embroiderer, but one also needs to embroider the Supreme Ninth Five Five-clawed Golden Dragon with Gold and Silver Threads. Even if we want to rush production, there’s no time..." Everyone voiced their opinions.

This only further infuriated Prince Xuan!

This was obvious! He glared heavily at everyone.

"Why not simply dismantle the damaged sleeve of the dragon robe and rush to remake the sleeve? This will save a lot of work for the embroiderer and also be in time!"

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