Chapter 112

For these nobles, the banquet was a good opportunity to build their own network. They gathered in small groups and exchanged ideas in a low voice. Lance also took Antasia to meet with nobles one by one.

As for Qin Chu, he was pulled to a corner by Wordsworth.

"Brother Qin, what's going on? Why did you show up with my future daughter-in-law? You didn't do anything to Antasia, did you?" Wordsworth was alert.

This could almost be called a royal scandal.

"How could it be? Am I that kind of person?" Qin Chu said unhappily.

"Isn't it?" Wordsworth said back without giving any face.

Qin Chu was somewhat helpless. He took a sip of wine and then slowly spoke: "Brother, I took in Antasia completely for your sake and sacrificed my reputation. Don't wrongly accuse a good person."

"Your Highness Antasia, when passing through Conrad's monster nest, she encountered assassins. Morton should have told you about this, right?"

Wadsworth nodded. He naturally knew, and he even knew who those assassins belonged to... Damn, they wanted to blow up the monster nest and blame Antasia's death on the monster, but they didn't expect to blow up the brave man as well, and killed dozens of elite members of the Guards Knights, which was a big loss.

"Then do you know how Miss Antasia was treated when she came to the imperial city in a dusty manner?"

"Because of the assassination, Miss Antasia was a little embarrassed, and this appearance was directly laughed at by the nobles of all sizes brought by Lance at the city gate. Lance just watched his fiancée being bullied and was indifferent..."

Wadsworth frowned and said nothing.

"He didn't even shake hands with Princess Antasia, hug her, tell her that he would put her in the Lozhi Mansion, and then left."

"Do you know what the Lozhi Mansion is? It's a neighborhood hotel in the civilian area, with more than 30 rooms on one floor, sharing a public toilet... Your Majesty, is this the etiquette for entertaining a princess from another country?"

Wordsworth's breathing began to become rapid, and his face looked ugly. He really didn't know these things. He actually humiliated a princess from another country to such an extent, even Wordsworth felt it was excessive.

Lance, this idiot...

And, this is different from the intelligence he received...Wordsworth's eyes became a little dangerous, and some of his intelligence personnel seemed to have been infiltrated by his son.

"Your Majesty, do you want your daughter-in-law to live in such a dirty place, sharing a toilet with civilians in dozens of rooms..."

"Besides, the assassination may not end so easily, so I can only temporarily keep Antasia in the palace... Otherwise, what can I do, send her to the Holy See or the Earth Mother Church?"

Wordsworth took a deep breath. Fortunately, Qin Chu did not send Antasia to the church.

The emperor's daughter-in-law actually sought the protection of the church, and the face of the royal family was lost.

"So, I can only take Antasia to my palace. Otherwise, the princess of the Ice Principality died in a cheap hotel because of the neglect of the eldest prince. What do you think will happen if this matter spreads to the Ice Principality?"

His face was gloomy, and his eyes glanced at Lance in the distance. He hated this son more and more in his heart. The idea of ​​changing the heir became stronger and stronger in Wordsworth's heart.

The empire was handed over to such a willful and reckless descendant who could not control his emotions, and destruction was almost foreseeable.

The banquet lasted for a while, and Lance and Antasia had finished greeting each other. Because of the education she received since childhood, Antasia behaved elegantly and generously, and did not lose her manners in front of anyone. After the banquet, Lance left Antasia behind and ran to the other side to drink with a group of noble ladies.

This made Antasia feel aggrieved, but Antasia was smart. She knew that the eldest prince hated her because of Rossweisse and Qin Chu.

She failed to avoid suspicion, but she had no other choice.

Antasia felt that there was a thick layer of misunderstanding between her and the eldest prince...

In her character, there was also the boldness unique to women in the Ice Kingdom.

Misunderstandings, as long as they were resolved, everything would be fine.

She took a breath, and then walked behind Lance with an elegant step: "Your Highness Lance, I have something to say to you, can you please go over there with me..."

Lance was a little impatient, frowned slightly, pretending not to hear.

The group of beautiful girls around Lance looked at Lance suspiciously, and then their mouths slightly raised a mocking arc, glanced at Antasia with pride, and then gathered around Lance more enthusiastically, revealing a large area of ​​skin in the imperial dress.

What made Antasia feel even more dazzling was that Lance's palm had even begun to slide down the waist of a girl.

Her body trembled slightly, but she was still enduring: "Your Highness Lance, it's about the hero. I just want to tell you that there is no..." between Qin Chu and me.

Hero, Qin Chu?

Why do you want me to hear this disgusting name again?

The anger that had been accumulated in his chest for too long and too long exploded instantly when he heard the four words "hero" and "Qin Chu". Lance's face became extremely distorted in an instant.

Snap...

The next second, a crisp sound spread in the banquet.

Silence is spreading.

A pair of eyes subconsciously stared at the direction where the sound came from, and saw Lance glaring at his fiancée, the princess of the Ice Kingdom, with a twisted face like a beast.

That kind of fierce and cruel temperament even made the noble ladies who were originally entangled with Lance feel a little scared and unconsciously retreated.

Antasia stood quietly in place, motionless, with one hand gently falling on her face. She could feel her cheeks gradually getting hot and burning...

Lance was very strong.

He couldn't put his hand down, otherwise others would see his swollen cheeks.

Her big ice-blue eyes, with a strong sense of disbelief, stared at her future husband in front of her, and her body was shaking slightly.

Hiss...

Wordsworth's eyes went black and he almost fainted.

Lance, this idiot.

He lost face in such a public place. Seeing that Lance seemed to want to take action, Wordsworth wanted to rush up and beat this waste violently, but... he couldn't.

There have been many rumors outside that there is discord within the royal family.

Many sons have also started to think about it, and a large number of nobles are ready to make a move.

It would be fine if he just scolded his son. What he was worried about was that Lance's resistance would completely anger him. Once the internal conflicts of the royal family were completely exposed, it would even cause unrest in the entire empire.

Qin Chu's face was also extremely gloomy. He could feel that Antia in his body was almost going crazy.

He drank the red wine in the glass:

"Brother, you can't do it. Let me help you... But I may be a little cruel."

"It doesn't matter, just leave a dog's life." Wordsworth said hoarsely. At this moment, Wordsworth had completely excluded Lance from the list of heirs in his heart.

Antasia did not cry. She just looked at the eldest prince silently and lowered her eyes slightly. She didn't know what her body and heart felt like. Maybe it was colder than the Ice Kingdom.

It was almost frozen.

"Your Highness Lance... Please allow me to finish my words..."

"Shut up... shameless thing..." Lance roared in a low voice, and his right hand was raised again.

Just as the arm fell and was about to hit the other half of Antasia's face, with a snap, his wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone, and his eyes as fierce as a jackal looked to the side, and it was Qin Chu who stopped him.

"Lance, stop hitting..."

Lance smiled gloomily, and he grinned like a neurotic madman looking at Antasia: "Shameless thing, look, your lover came to save you, are you very moved..."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Chu suddenly jumped up, grabbed a bottle of red wine on the shelf next to him, and swung his right hand instantly.

With a snap.

The hard and thick wine bottle exploded directly on Lance's forehead!

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Chapter 145 Breaking off the Engagement! You Have to Take Responsibility for Me (2)

Bang!

The wine bottle shattered.

It wasn't the kind of shattering that turned into glass shards, but it was completely broken into powder.

Countless tiny crystals flew everywhere, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of crystals.

For a moment, there was a deathly silence all around.

The noble ladies were stunned, and they looked at Qin Chu holding the eldest prince's arm with one hand and holding the mouth of a wine bottle with the other hand... My goodness, this guy is... too arrogant, isn't he? In front of so many people, he actually shot the eldest prince in the head.

It's really disgraceful...Well, whether it's the hero who shot the head, or the eldest prince who was shot in the head.

That's the eldest prince.

Even if you are a hero, this is too... too much, isn't it?

However, the scene of shooting the eldest prince in the head just now actually looks a bit handsome.

I even felt a little happy in my heart. After all, these noble ladies are also women. They will compete for beauty in front of the eldest prince, hoping that the eldest prince will pay more attention to them. Maybe they will have the opportunity to become the crown princess in the future. They will even sneer at Antasia...

But, as a woman, being humiliated by her fiancé is more or less pitiful.

As a woman, when you are being bullied like this, it should be a very happy thing to have a man stand up to help you, right?

And those male nobles also had their eyelids twitching, and subconsciously touched their foreheads, always feeling that their heads seemed to be burning and painful...Although these people are nothing, their shrewdness is fully displayed at this time. One is a brave man, and the other is the eldest prince. This mess has nothing to do with me, so don't get involved.

What's more, until just now, the brave man was with His Majesty the Emperor, and suddenly said something and rushed up and smashed the eldest prince's head directly. This is clearly the emperor's tacit consent.

Antasia was also startled and trembled, then she understood what had happened.

Looking at Qin Chu's indifferent expression, she felt inexplicably warm in her heart.

He had been worried about her.

The eldest prince was stunned by Qin Chu's sudden attack, and he stood there stupidly, unable to move for a while.

The red liquid rolled down the eldest prince's forehead, and his body was sticky, looking particularly embarrassed.

This was not blood.

After all, the eldest prince was a master of over 70 levels, and his strength was quite strong. It was basically impossible for a wine bottle to smash the eldest prince's head. Those were all red wine... Although he was not injured, the embarrassment made the eldest prince unbearable.

After several seconds, the eldest prince seemed to react. His body trembled violently as if struck by lightning, and he couldn't help screaming loudly: "Qin Chu, you... you dare to hit me..."

Qin Chu grinned: "Didn't I tell you, don't hit me anymore... Why don't you listen to your uncle?"

Bang...

The sound didn't even fall in time.

He didn't know when another wine bottle appeared in his hand, and it exploded on the eldest prince's forehead again.

A group of nobles around couldn't help muttering, saying that they should stop hitting, because you hit the most happily.

"I ****"

The eldest prince uttered chaotic and rude curses, and the elegance of the royal family had long been gone because of the two wine bottles.

He struggled desperately, but he didn't know what was going on. His body's reaction became particularly slow, and the fighting spirit in his body seemed to be too angry, and he couldn't raise it for a while.

The eldest prince couldn't find it at all. In a place he couldn't see, black locks were wrapped around him, restricting his movements and making the eldest prince's movements particularly slow.

That's not all. Qin Chu let go of the eldest prince's wrist, grabbed the eldest prince's collar, and stretched out his right hand. A wine bottle automatically flew over and fell into Qin Chu's palm in the surprised eyes of countless nobles.

"Don't fight, don't fight, why can't you understand human words? Ah?"

He swept across, and with a sound of pia, the wine bottle burst directly on the mouth of the eldest prince who was spewing dirty words.

A large amount of fine slag poured directly into the mouth of the eldest prince. He was caught off guard and even swallowed a lot of glass shards. The eldest prince even felt that his teeth were a little loose, and bright red blood was seeping from the gums and teeth.

Snap!

Snap...

Snap...

The fourth, fifth, sixth...the thirtieth, the fortieth?

Qin Chu seemed addicted to smashing. He didn't know how many bottles he had smashed on the eldest prince's forehead. He only knew that even though the eldest prince was very strong, he couldn't hold on when Qin Chu put all his strength into it. His forehead was cracked and tattered. In some places, you could even see the white skull inside.

Blood kept flowing down the eldest prince's face.

There was a thick layer of broken glass on the ground.

The wine rack next to him was empty.

Qin Chu was still preparing to look for the wine bottle from a farther distance, but Antasia next to him seemed to have finally come back to her senses from the crackling sound. She grabbed Qin Chu's wrist with her fair little hand and shook her head at him: "Forget it, brave man, stop hitting me."

Qin Chu's eyes narrowed into a slit, glanced at Antasia, and suddenly smiled. As soon as his hand loosened, the eldest prince's body fell to the ground like a piece of rotten meat, humming continuously.

Antasia took a deep breath, and her hand moved away from her face, revealing her swollen cheeks.

But her face was still full of impeccable smiles. She elegantly lifted the hem of her skirt and saluted the nobles around her.

Her movements were elegant and perfect, and her voice was calm and pleasant: