Chapter 400 - Centennial Jubilee (2/2)

Zhuo Fan merely waved, “Fatty, I’ll be frank here. Everything before was a lie, while only today is real.”

Yun Shuang blushed harder, her heart frantic. [When did Steward Zhuo have such feelings for me?]

Luo Yunchang shuddered, her mind blown. It was the first time Zhuo Fan was open about his feelings, never speaking of them even in front of Chu Qingcheng.

[Why is he suddenly baring his soul for a lady he had met not a month ago?]

[Is it because she bears a striking resemblance to Ning’er?]

Luo Yunchang felt bitter as the Crown Prince laughed, “Congratulations, Steward Zhuo. Holy Maiden and a hero make for a match made in heaven, ha-ha-ha…”

Zhuo Fan held his head high, with a confident smile. Yun Shuang was already riper than a tomato, lowering her head in confusion.

She still didn’t understand what had just happened. [When did I and Steward Zhuo become an item?]

“Please, this way!” The Crown Prince flourished.

Zhuo Fan led Yun Shuang in front, entering the grand hall. He noticed the other houses, and Zhuge Changfeng and Dugu Zhantian were all there. Even the Quanrong delegation was present.

Glancing at the still pale Zha Lahan and Zhe Bie, Zhuo Fan put on a savage smile, bringing out the fear in their eyes.

Han Tiemo and Tuoba Liufeng scanned him, getting shocked by the second.

It was hard to fathom how a young man like Zhuo Fan possessed such godlike power. He had to be taken out yesterday!

The problem was finding the means to carry this act out.

“Steward Zhuo, a new fling, I see!” An odd voice jarred Zhuo Fan’s eardrums. It was Drifting Flowers Edifices’ Peony Overseer.

She took Chu Qingcheng’s place in expressing her total objection with fiery and angry eyes.

“Peony, silence. Don’t be rude!”

Grandmother glared at her and then smiled at Zhuo Fan, “Ha-ha-ha, Steward Zhuo, don’t mind her temper.”

“How could I? She is right after all. I do have a new fling.”

Zhuo Fan pulled Yun Shuang’s hand for emphasis, flashing past the people and towards the Luo clan’s lavish seats, making sure to seat Yun Shuang right next to him.

His act made all the girls frown with envy. Secondly, Yun Shuang was blushing even harder being showered by the Drifting Flowers Edifices’ stares. She couldn’t meet their gazes, feeling shameful for doing something she shouldn’t. Like snatching Zhuo Fan away.

The thing was, she was clueless towards whatever that was going on here. Zhuo Fan being the main perpetrator.

And so, Yun Shuang sat on pins and needles, looking crushed next to Zhuo Fan. Her eyes were even tearing up.

The houses, officials and the delegation took their seats soon after, followed by the princes going in front. The Crown Prince smiled, “Ha-ha-ha, today is my imperial father’s centennial jubilee, a national holiday. All of you coming here, especially Quanrong’s delegation coming from afar, have brought much honor with your presence. A grand occasion for Tianyu and Quanrong to join hands… “

Rolling his eyes, Tuoba Liufeng’s side wasn’t used to Tianyu’s customs, preaching hypocrisies and all that. [All I hear is that we’ve come to celebrate, that it’s you who are the winners in this. And you’re even thankful? What kind of joke is this?]

No one understood that in Tianyu, the emperor ruled supreme.

[You newcomers have come bearing gifts for the emperor, giving him prestige. Of course we’d take advantage of you. Why else do you think you’re standing here?]

Faced with such tangled logic, the terse Quanrong could never wrap their heads around it…

While the Crown Prince brushed up on his oratory skills, singing praises and all that, in the imperial study, the emperor in his best clothes was putting on a mean face, ready to join the festivities.

“Is everyone here?” The emperor’s eyes flashed.

A shadow kneeled, “Your Majesty, they are. Please give us orders!”

“Good, I can finally see the end of this game.”

With carefree steps, the smiling emperor walked up to his desk and did a checkmate, “The Secret Pearl Order from a thousand years ago is finally implemented. Tianyu is mine after all!”

Making a fist, the emperor turned and briskly walked towards the hall with the servants in tow.

Silavin: Wew. Finally we made it to 400!