Chapter 97 Qian Daobai Meets Xue Ye, Empire Overthrows?!
Half an hour later.
A magnificent carriage, entirely made of gold and decorated with angelic totems, slowly drove into the Heavenly Dou Imperial Palace.
The imperial guards along the way all bowed respectfully, not daring to show the slightest negligence.
This is the carriage of Crown Prince Xue Qinghe; everyone in the entire palace recognizes it.
Inside the carriage, Qian Renxue and Qian Daobai sat facing each other.
For tonight's birthday banquet, Qian Renxue specially changed into a magnificent robe symbolizing his status as the Crown Prince. Intricate patterns were embroidered on the robe with golden silk threads. He wore a purple-gold crown, and his handsome face exuded a commanding presence.
Beside her, Qian Daobai was still wearing that simple white robe, yet he seemed to draw all the light around him to him.
Any luxurious clothing pales in comparison to his extraordinary and refined demeanor.
The carriage passed through numerous palace gates and finally stopped in front of the Chengtian Hall, where the birthday banquet was being held.
The palace at this moment is no longer the solemn and majestic place it once was.
Everywhere was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, with red lanterns hanging high, illuminating the entire palace as if it were daytime.
Thick red carpets were laid on both sides of the palace road, and colorful ribbons were tied to the exquisite carved beams and painted rafters, fluttering in the wind.
The air was filled with a faint aroma of wine and flowers.
Qian Renxue got out of the car first, and then stood respectfully to one side of the car door, personally lifting the curtain for Qian Daobai.
This scene was witnessed by some princes and ministers who had come to the banquet not far away, and it immediately caused quite a stir.
They all knew that His Highness the Crown Prince was courteous to scholars, but this was the first time they had ever seen him treat someone with such seriousness.
Everyone began speculating about the identity of the person inside the car.
When Qian Daobai appeared before everyone, all the discussions came to an abrupt halt.
They felt a blur before their eyes, as if they saw a deity descending from the heavens.
His unparalleled handsome face, his deep, star-like eyes, and the unintentional aura of power he exuded in every gesture sent a chill down their spines.
No one dared to meet his gaze.
Everyone lowered their heads and respectfully made way for them.
Qian Daobai remained calm and indifferent, ignoring everything, and walked side by side with Qian Renxue into the brightly lit Chengtian Hall.
Inside the hall, it was already bustling with noise and excitement.
Almost all the prominent and powerful figures of the Heavenly Dou Empire were present.
They gathered in small groups, talking in hushed tones.
"Lord Wang, I heard that you have found a thousand-year-old blood ginseng for His Majesty. That's quite a feat!"
"Not at all, General Li, you flatter me. Your pair of ten-thousand-year-old black iron arm guards brought back from the far north are the real rare treasures."
The central topic of conversation was undoubtedly the congratulatory gift prepared for Emperor Xueye.
In a corner of the crowd, Ning Fengzhi, the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, was speaking quietly with several ministers he was on good terms with.
Beside him, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, like a drawn sword, closed his eyes to rest, seemingly indifferent to everything around him.
The moment Qian Daobai and Qian Renxue stepped into the main hall, Ning Fengzhi's gaze immediately fell upon them.
A complex look flashed in his eyes, and then he quickly went to meet him.
"Greetings, Your Highness the Crown Prince; greetings, Senior Qian."
Ning Fengzhi bowed deeply, adopting an extremely humble posture.
The ministers behind him were shocked to see this and quickly followed suit, becoming even more curious about Qian Daobai's identity.
Who exactly is this person who commands such respect from the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, one of the three great sects?
Qian Renxue nodded slightly to Ning Fengzhi as a greeting.
Then, she led Qian Daobai straight to the front row, to the seats reserved for the Crown Prince.
That location was the most prestigious in the entire hall, second only to the dragon throne.
Qian Renxue sat down in the main seat, and then did something that left everyone present speechless.
She actually pulled out the chair next to her herself, gesturing for Qian Daobai to sit down.
That position was practically on par with her, the Crown Prince of the Empire!
This...this is simply unheard of!
In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on this place, and whispers rose and fell.
Qian Daobai, however, seemed oblivious to the astonished looks of those around him, and calmly took his seat.
Just then, a slightly frivolous voice came from not far away.
"Oh, isn't this my Crown Prince brother?"
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a young man dressed in fine clothes, but with a somewhat arrogant air about him, staggering over.
It was the fourth prince of the Heavenly Dou Empire, Avalanche.
Xue Beng walked up to Qian Renxue, first giving a somewhat awkward bow, and then his gaze fell on Qian Daobai, looking him up and down.
His eyes held an undisguised look of inquiry and provocation.
"Brother Crown Prince, who is this person beside you...?"
"Avalanche asked, feigning curiosity."
"Today is Father Emperor's sixtieth birthday. On such an important occasion, you actually let an outsider sit in a position on equal footing with you. Isn't that a bit... improper?"
His voice wasn't loud, but it was loud enough for everyone around him to hear clearly.
Many people nodded in agreement, thinking that although Prince Avalanche usually acted irrationally, his words this time were spot on.
Qian Renxue raised her eyelids and glanced indifferently at Xue Beng.
That gaze was devoid of any warmth.
Mind your own business.
These few simple words carry a chilling sense of authority.
The smile on Xue Beng's face suddenly froze.
He felt a chill rise from the soles of his feet and instantly spread throughout his body.
In that instant, he felt as if he were seeing not his brother, but a high and mighty monarch.
He suppressed the fierce killing intent that flashed deep in his eyes and put on his usual nonchalant smile again.
"Yes, yes, Crown Prince is right to reprimand me. I was just being nosy."
After saying that, he retreated dejectedly and returned to his seat.
However, in the instant he turned around, a shadowy glint flashed in his lowered eyes, unnoticed by anyone.
After this little incident, no one in the hall dared to raise any objections to the location of the Thousand Cypress Tree.
Everyone secretly guessed that the white-robed man's background was probably much more powerful than they had imagined.
"His Majesty has arrived!"
Just then, a loud and clear announcement came from outside the hall.
The once noisy hall fell silent instantly.
All the princes and ministers straightened their clothes, turned to face the palace gate, and bowed in respect.
"Welcome, Your Majesty!"
A roar like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami echoed within the hall.
Surrounded by two rows of palace maids and eunuchs, Emperor Xueye, dressed in a nine-dragon golden robe and wearing a flat-topped crown, slowly walked into the main hall.
His face was pale and sickly, and his steps were unsteady.
But those eyes still held the majesty of an emperor as they swept over the assembled officials below.
He walked up to the high platform and slowly sat down on the dragon throne at the very top.
"All of you, rise."
The voice of the Snow Night Emperor was somewhat hoarse and lacked strength.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
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