Chapter 108: An Extravagant Sausage (1/2)

Chapter 108: An Extravagant Sausage

Translator: OnGoingWhyEditor: Vermillion

On the imperial city's Long Street, heavy snow was unsteadily falling from the skies above, covering the green quartzite tiles and pressing down upon the tents set up by vendors next to the street.

A chilly wind blew past, causing the pedestrians wearing layer upon layer of clothes to uncontrollably shiver and exhale a cloud of white breath before continuing on their way.

Luo Sanniang was dragging along Ouyang Xiaoyi and Yang Chen. The three of them were slowly walking on the imperial city's Long Street. The snowy breeze and falling snowflakes were all blocked by the true energy barrier that Luo Sanniang had erected.

As the three of them walked on, Luo Sanniang was still berating Yang Chen about something, while Yang Chen appeared miserable with his little face almost scrunched together. Next to them, Ouyang Xiaoyi was giggling at Yang Chen's wretched appearance.

Suddenly, the snow that covered the skies stopped falling and the entire street became quiet. Luo Sanniang's pupils constricted. She could not hear anything in her ears, except the sound of her own breathing.

She turned her head with much difficulty and looked at Ouyang Xiaoyi and Yang Chen. Their tiny mouths were opening and closing, as if they were saying something. However, Luo Sanniang could not hear anything at all.

At the end of the street, a man wearing an overcoat with images of cranes sewn on it leisurely walked forward with his hands held behind his back.

With every step he took, Luo Sanniang felt the pressure on her body increase. The scenery in the surroundings became dull and only the man leisurely walking toward her was left in her pupils.

”Zh… Zhao Musheng?!”

Luo Sanniang's red lips slightly opened and she cried out this name in astonishment, only to discover that she was unable to make any sound. Her delicate body was slightly trembling. The pressure was suppressing her to the point where she was unable to move even a muscle.

Zhao Musheng leisurely walked with his hands held behind his back until he came before Luo Sanniang. His pupils were ever-changing like the vast ocean, as if a Buddhist aura was circulating inside and a sutra was being chanted.

Luo Sanniang blankly stared at Zhao Musheng. The corners of the latter's mouth curled up as he passed by her. He grabbed hold of the hands of Yang Chen and Ouyang Xiaoyi, and step by step disappeared from the imperial city's Long Street...

Bang!

Luo Sanniang's eyes widened as she powerlessly knelt down on the ground. Her perky chest was moving up and down as she gasped for air.

The clamor of the city and the howling of the winter wind returned to her ears once more. A snowflake quietly fell and landed on Luo Sanniang's loose black hair. Her true energy barrier had already collapsed without her awareness.

The entire imperial city was in a state of shock. The prominent families, Ouyang and Yang, had declared their intention to aid the crown prince's enthronement. This news was like a devastating earthquake had occurred in the already turbulent imperial city.

The rich and influential families that were originally still indecisive all began to pick a side. Most of them had chosen to support the crown prince, Ji Chengan.

The number of rich and influential that was supporting King Yu had substantially decreased as well. With the support of the Ouyang and Yang families, the crown prince's enthronement was practically in the bag. Once the crown prince became the emperor, there was basically no chance for King Yu to make a comeback.

There was still one more prominent family within the imperial city, the Xiao family. General Xiao Meng had already announced earlier on that he would only support the emperor. This meant that unless special circumstances arose, he would not support either the crown prince or King Yu.

King Yu's manor.

The expression of King Yu, Ji Chengyu, sank as he banged the table with his palm, shattering the entire table into pieces. The aura exuding from his body became extremely bleak.

”That damnable Zhao Musheng! That detestable old fox! He didn't make any movements, so I thought he was going to be a spectator! I didn't anticipate that he would do this! Damn it! God damn it!”

Inside of the room, Hun Qianyun wrapped in a black robe faintly smiled as he watched the enraged King Yu. He said, ”There's no need for King Yu to be angry. Humans are bound to make mistakes. The fact that Zhao Musheng was able to become the Minister of the Left proves his craftiness. Nevertheless, even if the crown prince has gained the support of the Ouyang and Yang families, we're not necessarily helpless against them.”