Chapter 110 - The Royal Princess (16) (2/2)

Ye Cong whispered to King Huai for a while. Then he walked over to Ming Shu and lowered his voice. “Your Highness, my lord is not a talkative person and meant no harm. Please don’t blame him for his words. I want to apologize for our rudeness. Your Highness, could you let us hide here for a little longer?”

Ming Shu smiled, and said very slowly but clearly: “You’re not welcome here. If you don’t get out of my room right now, I’ll call the guards.”

“Your Highness…”

“Neither of us are innocent. If His Majesty finds out, it’s hard to say who will be punished the worst.” Ming Shu paused. “But… I’ve got the Heavenly Temple at my back. What do you think, Uncle?”

She did lead the assassin to the palace of Princess Rong Hua and helped him take her away, but King Huai also appeared in the palace in the middle of the night, with unclear intentions.

“Let’s go.”

“Lord…”

“Leave.” King Huai sounded as cold as a stone.

Ye Cong had to follow King Huai and left Ming Shu’s room.

The Heavenly Temple was quiet, but outside the Heavenly Temple it was not quiet at all. The patrolling guards seemed to be searching everywhere.

“Lord, we can’t go out right now, there are too many guards outside.” Ye Cong was very worried. If the lord hadn’t showed his gloomy face and arrogant attitude, they wouldn’t have been put into such a passive situation.

“Did you see that painting?” King Huai suddenly asked.

“Painting?” Ye Cong was a bit confused.

Ye Cong didn’t dare to look around at the time. It was the royal princess’s boudoir. Even if she was not the royal princess, she was still a girl. He was a man, and he must behave himself very well in her room, so he didn’t notice any painting.

But Ye Cong quickly thought of something. He was a little shocked. “Why is that painting in her room?”

King Huai stared hard into the direction of the emperor’s palace. “Except that person, who else could give it to her?”

Ye Cong was frightened a little, then murmured, “His Majesty is too bold, who would think he’d give the painting to the royal princess.”

King Huai sneered. “The Heavenly Temple is the safest location.”

Too many secrets were hidden in the Heavenly Temple, so it boasted many powerful top martial artists.

The emperor placed the painting in the Heavenly Temple, which was a smart decision.

“King Huai, Your Highness.” A voice full of vicissitudes sounded from the darkness.

Ye Cong immediately tensed. He didn’t even notice that someone was approaching them, how annoying!

“No need to be nervous.” The master came out from the darkness, a kindly smile on his face. “Your Highness came to visit this late, I apologize for not welcoming you sooner.”

“No, I should apologize for my sudden visit.” King Huai spoke like this, but his tone and behavior were not apologetic at all.

“Hohoho.” The old master laughed in a low voice. “I remember when you left the capital city, you were still a child. Now so many years have passed.”

King Huai kept silent.

The master stroked his beard and continued: “The Heavenly Temple is unwilling to be involved in these unnecessary battles.”

King Huai said, “The Heavenly Temple has never been able to stay out of such disputes.”

The master sighed. “The Heavenly Temple has guarded the royal family for generations. It’s a shackle and a fate that cannot be broken for us. But Little Ci, I only want her to live a steady and safe life.”

“As a prophet, it’s impossible for her to have a stable and safe life.”

“That’s why I have one thing to ask from you.” Old master suddenly changed the topic.

King Huai was speechless.

There were hundreds of MMP flooding across his mind. He just wanted to maintain his character setting, why was it so hard? What on earth did this old man want to do?!

Couldn’t he let me be a cold noble lord quietly?

And that strange royal princess. She always inspired a feeling of familiarity, but he had never seen her before…

This is such a bizarre story.

T/N: MMP = a popular swear word used online, like WTF.