Chapter 3 The Third Prince

"What?" Emperor Lingjia stood up regardless of his image. Not only him, but the whole hall was boiling. Except for Yue Yanran, who knew the inside story, everyone, including Marshal Perry, looked at Jing Chen in shock. In any case, they didn't expect that Jing Chen would take away the body of Princess Ling Xue.

"Xiaochen, no!" Perry hurried to stop it. Unfortunately, Jing Chen did not have the slightest intention to change his mind. His eyes were surprisingly firm, and he looked at Ling Jia, the emperor of the Holy Spirit Empire, and at this moment, a trace of surprise flashed in Ling Jia's eyes.

"The bold and unruly people actually want to take away the body of the princess and put the dignity of our royal family?" The chief of the royal inner court standing next to the Lingjia Emperor scolded harshly. The old man's face is full of anger at this moment. Ling Xue Guild is not only the treasure of Ling Jia Emperor, but also the treasure of the whole royal family and even the empire. The general manager of the inner court is also one of the old ministers who watched Ling Xue grow up. The death of Princess Ling Xue has brought him a huge blow. At this moment, Jing Chen doesn't want the dead Ling Xue to rest in peace. How can he stand it?

"Be quiet!" Emperor Lingjia deserves to be the king of a generation. He first recovered from the shock, looked at Jing Chen calmly, and said slowly, "If you can't give me a reasonable explanation, I can only think that you are insulting my daughter, contempt the dignity of the royal family, and the dignity of the empire. Now, I'll give you a chance to explain." There was also anger in the tone of Emperor Lingjia. No matter how great Emperor Lingjia was, he could not calm down when he encountered such an event. After all, Ling Xue was his daughter.

"Give me a reason, otherwise..." Emperor Lingjia slowly turned around and stopped looking at the body of Jing Chen and his daughter in his arms.

"I may have a way to save Sister Xue." Jing Chen said calmly. He believed that his words would definitely make the monarch of the Holy Spirit Empire agree to his terms. Even if Emperor Lingjia did not agree, he was ready to rob.

"What!" Emperor Lingjia, who had turned his back with a gloomy face, turned around in an instant. His body flashed and came to Jing Chen and grabbed Jing Chen's arms. "Kaka..." Jing Chen's arm was also scratched by his steel hook-like hand.

"It's impossible, Your Majesty. He must have lied to you. Don't believe him!" The voice of the chief of the royal court sounded again, but this time Emperor Lingjia ignored him, but stared at Jing Chen and said in a trembling voice, "Is what you said true? Tell me!" At this moment, the emperor who looked at the world finally showed the eagerness of a father. When he heard his son say that his daughter Ling Xue died, his heart was broken, but he did not show it, because he knew that the sad and fragile appearance should not be revealed on his face.

But at this moment, when he heard that Jing Chen could save his daughter, he had forgotten his identity as the emperor of the Holy Spirit Empire, that he was a master-level strongman, and everything. He only hoped that what Jing Chen said was true.

"This is what the water god Rhotis said. She left life for Sister Xue. I hope I can try it." At this moment, Jing Chen's eyes also reveal a complex light.

"Water God? How dare you say that you have seen God? How can it be? Even the Holy See has not seen miracles for many years. How can you children see miracles? Ling Xiao, the commander of the Royal Guards, standing at the head of the general, said in a low voice. Ling Xiaogui has been the leader of the Royal Guard for some years. He is the younger brother of Emperor Lingjia and loves Ling Yun, the second son of Emperor Lingjia. Unfortunately, Ling Yun's mistake this time was so big that his uncle could not plead for his nephew in front of his brother.

"I guarantee with my credit that they did see the miracle." Just then, Marshal Perry stepped forward and said in a low voice.

"Brother Perry, did you see it too?" Emperor Lingjia seemed to grab the last straw and looked at Perry eagerly. He may not believe Jing Chen's words, but he had no reason to doubt Perry's words and would not doubt it.

"Well, I see, even a few miles away, I can still feel the breath of the water element in that power. It must not be the power of mortals. It's really a miracle." Perry said slowly. At this moment, he was no less excited than the Emperor Lingjia, but Perry, who had been galloping on the battlefield for hundreds of years, would not be as excited as Ling Jia.

"Your Majesty, if you don't believe it, you can detect it yourself. Although Sister Xue's heart has been broken, her body is still warm." Jing Chen also seemed to be a little unbearable and said to Emperor Ling Jia.

Emperor Ling Jia frowned and grabbed Ling Xue's hand. At this moment, everyone in the hall did not even dare to get out of the atmosphere. Including Yue Yanran and others, only Perry looked thoughtful. Except for him and Jingchen, no one had touched Ling Xue's body.

"Alas." Emperor Lingjia sighed and turned back to his seat. His eyes condensed, and a lot of domineeringness gushed out of his body in an instant. "Jing Chen, you have made great contributions to the fight against the beast tide in the Warcraft Mountains this time. I don't appreciate it. Are you willing to accept you as the adopted son now?" With that, his sharp eyes fell on Jing Chen. At this moment, Jing Chen only felt a strong energy hovering on him. This is the strength of the master-level strong man, and this is the real strength of Emperor Lingjia.

"Bum!" Jing Chen knelt on his knees and said, "I'm willing!" At this moment, Jing Chen also knew in his heart that if he disagreed, it would be difficult for Emperor Lingjia to do it. After all, it is not a glorious thing to let a strange man take away his daughter's body for whatever reason. At this moment, since Emperor Lingjia accepted Jingchen as his adopted son, the relationship between Jingchen and Ling Xue is no longer a "stranger", but a sister and brother. In this way, the preservation of Ling Xue's body has become an internal matter of the royal family, which has nothing to do with outsiders.

A trace of relief flashed in the eyes of Emperor Lingjia, and his voice said slowly, "Jing Chenwu, I'm counting on you about your sister's resurrection. Remember to do everything according to your ability. Don't force it. Your father will always be your most solid backing." At this moment, there was also a trace of brilliance on Emperor Ling Jia's face. He slowly turned around and left the hall. Jing Chen's eyes had been looking at the godfather he had just recognized. At this moment, his back was so lonely.

"Congratulations, Your Highness!" Perry smiled and congratulated Jing Chen for the first time, and many princes and ministers also came to congratulate Jing Chen. Although Jing Chen is only the emperor's adopted son, and theoretically there is no possibility of succession, whether it is Jing Chen's strength or the weight of his words at this moment, it is enough to make these people laugh at him.

"The Third Highness..." Suddenly, an old voice sounded behind Jing Chen. Jing Chen turned his head and saw the chief of the royal court standing behind him. Seeing Jing Chen looking at him, the old man saluted deeply and said, "Your Highness, what an offense just now. Please..."

Jing Chen hurriedly motioned Yue Yanran to help the old man, smiled and said, "You don't have to do this. I can see that you care about Sister Xue. Don't worry, I don't mean to blame you at all." With a flash of silver, Ling Xue's body has been included in the silver ring by Jing Chen.

"Thank you very much, Your Highness." The old man bowed slightly, but he was not ready to leave at all.

Jing Chen couldn't help but look at it and said doubtfully, "Old man, is there anything else you need to find Jing Chen?"

The old man hesitated for a moment, and finally said nothing more. He waved his hand and turned around with a long sigh.

"Old man, don't worry, I will try my best to deal with Sister Xue, and I won't let your majesty and everyone down." Jing Chen's words were loud. The old man was stunned and immediately turned his head to look at Jing Chen before leaving.

When Jing Chen and others came back from the city owner's mansion, they were already three poles in the sun. Everyone dragged their tired body back to their room. Jing Chen also declined anyone's visit and returned to the house alone, lying in the spacious double **, staring at the roof of the shed, and not moving for a long time.

"It's useless to think too much now. The most urgent thing is to practice hard and strive to open the essence of Lahir as soon as possible." Rios said in a low voice.

"The essence of the divine?" Jing Chen has never heard of the essence of this god.

"Hmm." Rios answered and continued, "The essence of this divine spirit is..."

"Xiao Chen, are you there? The letter from the teacher to you!" Just then, Nanli's voice sounded outside the house.