Chapter 8: Wrath II

  "It's said that the commander who led the troops to the border this time is quite impressive. In just half a year, he defeated the 300,000-strong army of Xiyue Country with only 100,000 soldiers, achieving great military merit. I've also heard that he's a young general, a young talent, and his abilities are not to be underestimated."

  "Who?"

  "Huangfu Hui, the son of former Grand Secretary Huangfu Yi, has a rather interesting connection with both the newly promoted General and the favored Imperial Concubine in the palace, as well as the new Madame beside the Prince."

  "What did you say?"

  Her black eyes suddenly turned cold, as cold as nine feet of ice, and the deep pupils emitted a chilling light that was indescribably gloomy.

  "Does the king not know that this Huangfu Hao and the Xia family's two thousand gold can be considered as childhood sweethearts? Huangfu Jin and Xia Yan are political allies in the court, with a close relationship, and their two mansions are adjacent. Therefore, the Xia family's daughter and the Shangshu's young master have grown up together since childhood, always getting along well. Half a year ago, the second miss of the Xia family entered the palace as a concubine, at the same time, Huangfu Hao volunteered to guard the border, outsiders can all see that this is not a coincidence."

  Childhood friends? Huangfu Huan — 'Huang Gege'

  He smiled faintly, his thin lips slightly hooked, and withdrew his hand. His majestic figure stood with his hands behind him, facing the wind, but no one could detect the unparalleled cold intent in that smile, as sharp as a knife blade, deeply chilling. His eyes didn't shift by half a degree, directly reaching a certain place.

  "So, last night, she was in bed, under Ben Wang's body, calling out another man"

  She? Who? The man in black robes obviously felt something was off and followed the line of sight of Mo Yun Xuan's gaze...

  The moment I turned around, it was as if I had been struck by lightning, with a feeling of having my soul sucked out.

  Under the red plum tree, those flowers that are blooming and fragrant, though they show off their beauty to the fullest, do not compare to one tenth of her beauty.

  It's a kind of irresistible charm that can make any man want to possess it with all his might and go crazy for it, bringing pure beauty to the extreme.

  Since he was young, he has seen countless beauties. Throughout the capital city, who doesn't know the illustrious name of the elegant and refined Lord Luo Yufeng, the son of the Marquis of Zixi? Whether it's the number one beauty in the Tianxia First Fragrance Pavilion, or the ordinary courtesans in the brothels, he has thoroughly understood each and every one of them.

  But he had never seen a woman as stunningly beautiful as her before, and he believed there wouldn't be another one like her in the future.

  He finally understood that the so-called "nation-toppling beauty" really did exist.

  What a pity——

  Those sorrowful eyes, like a deep well, were filled with an unspeakable melancholy that enveloped her entire body. Her crimson lips, tender and luscious, seemed to gleam even more brightly in the snowy landscape.

  At this time, Xia Ziyou, who was wearing a white fox fur coat under the tree, was completely unaware of it. She held a delicate blue-green ceramic hand warmer in her hands, and amidst the fluttering snowflakes, her slender fingers were lightly hooked on a plum branch. The crystal-clear amber earrings hung from her ears, inserted into the soft white fur of the fox coat around her neck. In the past, the backyard of the Xiang family's mansion was also like this - a single plum tree.

  Now, only plum blossoms smile in the western wind.

  "Miss... Miss. That's the king. The king..." Zi'er suddenly spoke up beside her, not knowing whether it was due to tension or fear that her tongue was tangled and her words were incoherent.

  The hand that touched the petals trembled so obviously, immediately withdrew it, and hugged the warm stove. The beauty of the city turned around, with a hint of unease on her face, instantly losing her color.

  As her gaze rose, the pale face of Zǐ ér's vision lifted slightly, and the perfectly beautiful small face with a slight smile was raised. The clear eyes like crystal looked up at the black leather boots on the attic, the white luxurious brocade clothes fluttering at the hem, the handsome and straight figure, the cold and stern face as if carved from perfection, the deep and profound facial features, the two thick and hard eyebrows, the sharp and blade-like black eyes, the high nose bridge, every angle looked impeccable. The thin lips that were both sexy and cold were tightly pursed, with an expressionless expression.

  To know that this is a face that makes many girls scream and go crazy, but in the snowy field, Xia Ziluo's gaze was frozen for a moment, her fingers on the hand warmer stiffened unnaturally, and those crystal-like eyes were instantly covered with intense fear.

  She almost nervously reached out to grab Ziyu, from a young age she was the eldest daughter of the Xiang family, being loved and protected by everyone. After coming here, she repeatedly witnessed people's coldness and cruelty.

  She finally understood that not everyone would be as loving and caring towards her.

  But she didn't offend him, why was he so cold to her?

  Xia Zi Li originally was a young lady who had been raised in the inner chambers, from childhood her father had instructed the nanny to teach her knowledge and reason, and told her that as a daughter she should be gentle, serve her husband, and diligently serve her parents-in-law, but she really hadn't expected to marry into this household.

  The pair of black, piercing eyes on the high platform were filled with a deep and solemn chill, making people fearful, and she couldn't help but lower her head to avoid them.

  "Your Highness, the king has been waiting for you to have dinner for a long time——"

  Jin'er's displeased voice came from beside him, her attitude cold and detached.

  She muttered an absent-minded "oh" and trudged forward through the snow, her head hung very low. Very low. Everyone thought she was just concentrating on walking, but only she knew that she was afraid of the pair of dark, sinister eyes above the high gallery, desperately trying to avoid his gaze.

  “She’s afraid of you——”

  The man in a dark robe followed the gaze of the low-lying figure buried in the snowy ground, raising a good-looking smile with a hint of playfulness.

  "She's certainly afraid of me"

  Thin lips slightly hooked, an inexplicable charm, Mo Yunxuan's black eyes closely followed that small and delicate figure, then turned around.

  "Let's go—"

  The steward beside him respectfully stepped aside and hastily sent someone to deliver food

  Mo Yunxuan put his hands in his pockets and walked down the stairs step by step, saying casually

  "What has King Ning been busy with recently—"

  "He's heard that his Tianxia First Building, Drunken Spring Breeze, has recently chosen a new flower queen. This year's flower queen is exceptionally beautiful, and with his temperament, he must be indulging in pleasure with the beauty in a warm and tender land."

  Mo Yunxuan let out a cold laugh

  "He went to Nai De Zhu Xing Zi"

  The dining area was set up on the second floor corridor, with windows open on all sides, and from inside you could see the snowy scenery outside. The snow fell heavily, and the housekeeper had lit a heating stove in the room, and two cups of hot tea were already placed on the plum blossom low table.