Twin Space: The Evil King Should Never Think of Taking the Throne

Chapter 157 Duoduo Don’t Marry Him

The second prince saw the two siblings crying and didn't know how to comfort them. Cen Song pushed him to the side of King Lingqiong. When he came in front of King Lingqiong, Cen Song asked:

"Grandfather, do you still remember him?"

Because King Lingqiong had been following Cen Song and others for the past few days, he was familiar with them. He looked at Cen Song and then at the Second Prince, and seemed to be lost in some memories and unable to extricate himself.

The second prince shook his head when he saw this. He had never been a child that his father cared about, and his father probably wouldn't remember having a son like him. Finally, King Lingqiong came back from his thoughts, looked at the second prince and asked softly:

"Are you Ying'er?"

At the question, the second prince burst into tears. After so many years, the grievance of breaking his leg, the pain of losing his relatives, and the sadness of not being recognized by his father all came to his mind at once.

"Yes, Father."

"grown up!"

King Lingqiong seemed to be reminiscing, yet also seemed to be whispering silently, and the Second Prince knew that he finally had a glimmer of comfort in the regrets of his life.

Seeing this, Cen Song gestured to the ceremonial officer, who immediately stood up straight and sang loudly:

"Crown!"

At this time, the eunuch brought out the emperor's crown, but he didn't know who to give it to. The saint, who was already trembling with fear, was poked and walked over bravely.

Ji Cheng stopped her and motioned her to leave. She had no choice but to quietly leave. At this time, Cen Song looked at the two siblings and said:

"Yang'er, Duoduo, put on the crown!"

The two siblings walked forward with a smile. Yun Feiyang took off the jade crown on the second prince's head, while Yun Yido carefully helped him put on the golden crown.

When the golden crown was placed on the Second Prince's head, Yun Yido felt a gentle warmth flowing through her body from the spiritual connection under her feet, and then a feeling of joy from the inside out arose spontaneously.

Everyone present looked at the girl who was crowning the new emperor. She seemed to be emitting a holy light. The gentleness and warmth filled everyone's heart with joy.

"God...goddess..."

I don’t know who was muttering out loud, but then everyone suddenly realized what was going on and bowed their heads in the direction of Yun Yidu with an extremely pious attitude.

No one had expected this sudden change. Seeing everyone kneeling, Cen Song and Yun Feiyang simultaneously blocked Yun Yido behind them, and Ji Cheng's eyes also burst into murderous intent.

The originally harmonious atmosphere suddenly became weird because of everyone's actions. Seeing this, the Second Prince waved his hand at everyone and said:

"Everyone, stand up! What goddess? She is my niece, the goddess' daughter. The one chosen by Lingxi is the Son of God."

Yun Feiyang raised his arms at the right time, revealing the high-imitation wrist bell, indicating that everyone had misunderstood. The feelings they had just had were all brought about by the sacred object Lingxi, and had nothing to do with Yun Yido wearing the crown.

Although some people still had doubts at this time, when they saw that the big figures in the temple said so, no one dared to question it anymore. So, everyone worshipped the new emperor, and the new emperor offered sacrifices to heaven and earth, and the coronation ceremony ended.

On the second day, the new emperor of Lingqiong issued an edict, conferring the title of Song King to the emperor's grandson Cen Song, Yun Feiyang as Yun King, and Yun Yidu as the eldest princess. Since then, the political situation in Lingqiong has stabilized. Cen Song and Yun Feiyang temporarily stayed in Lingqiong to assist the new emperor in managing the government.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Ji Cheng transferred Wang Jun and Xu Qingming, who were hiding in Lingqiong, back to Dachong. He had been away from Dachong for many days and was ready to go back to deal with those trivial matters.

Recently, he received many letters from Ji Wuye, strongly requesting him to return to the court, complaining that he, the king, was only concerned with chasing beauties and neglecting state affairs. However, he could see between the lines that this person was now living a comfortable life and was almost beautiful to the extreme.

"Men become sour and pedantic after they get married."

Although Ji Cheng was annoyed by Ji Wuye, he still decided to leave Lingqiong and return to Dachong. He left in midsummer, and now it is early autumn. There are many things to do in the court, and he just doesn't want to leave Yun Yiduo.

That night, Ji Cheng came to Prince Yun's Mansion without any psychological burden. It was once the residence of the Second Prince. For him, the right way to visit was not to go through the main door, but to climb over the wall and through the window. So, when he jumped into Yun Yiduo's room, the two little girls were so surprised that they were speechless.

"Your Highness Ming Wang! This... is not good!"

Chi Shao stuttered as she faced Ji Cheng, still a little afraid, but she still had to say something. Yun Yiduo saw Ji Cheng frowning, but she was mentally prepared.

"You guys go and have some rest!"

Let the two girls go down to rest, Yun Yiduo personally poured a cup of tea for Ji Cheng and said softly:

"Brother Ji, are you ready to go back?"

"Yes! I'll come see you soon."

"That's not necessary. You are the king of a country, you can't hang around in the underworld all day long."

"How about I ask King Lingqiong to marry Princess Lingqiong?"

When Ji Cheng spoke, his tone was relaxed and natural, as if this was the best solution he could think of. For the sake of diplomatic relations between the two countries, the little queen would always think about this matter carefully.

"That's a good idea. I'll ask my second uncle to find a temple saint of the right age to be crowned as the eldest princess and send her over. I'm sure you won't be able to refuse."

Ji Cheng was discouraged after hearing this. He really had no way to deal with this little queen. In the end, he didn't know what to say to Yun Yiduo. He was determined to marry her, but he didn't know how to do it. He looked at Yun Yiduo with a burning gaze and deep affection, and said softly:

"Don't marry Zhang Qiong."

Ji Cheng knew that Yun Yiduo's marriage would be on the agenda by the beginning of next spring at the latest. If she was determined to marry Zhang Qiong at that time, even though he was the King of Chongming, he would not be able to stop her. Now he could only beg her not to abandon the deep love in her previous life.

Ji Cheng's affectionate feelings made Yun Yiduo feel particularly depressed. She turned her head away without saying anything. Ji Cheng stretched out his hand and wanted to touch the ends of her hair, but hesitated.

"Duoduo, don't marry him, okay?"

Ji Cheng's tone was filled with a bit of pleading, a bit of sadness, and a bit of tenderness that could not be let go. Tears just slid down Yun Yiduo's eyes. She had never seen Ji Cheng like this before.

"It's time for you to go."

Controlling her emotions, Yun Yiduo ruthlessly let Ji Cheng leave. She was afraid that if she stayed like this, she would not be able to control herself and agree to his request.

"Duoduo, don't marry him."

Ji Cheng's last words before leaving were still that he hoped she would not marry Zhang Qiong, but Yun Yiduo didn't know what to do. Zhang Qiong was sincere to her, and now everyone in Liuyun Sect knew that she was the future headmaster's wife, and even all of Liuyun's industries were managed by her.

"Duoduo, are you okay?"

Yun Feiyang's voice rang out from the space. Yun Yido only then realized that the ground under her feet was already burning hot. Was her brother being attacked again?

"Brother, how are you?"

"Well, it's okay. Brother has his own way. Have a good rest!"

Yun Feiyang cut off contact with Duoduo and looked at Ji Cheng, who looked sad. He did not comfort him but just watched him stroking Lingxi in a daze.