The Initial Volumes of Heaven Bring Trouble ☆ and Dear Princess Chapter 21: The Demonic Woman of the Mortal World

  The banquet ended with the heavenly singing of Yixin, and the two princesses of Xiao and Chao were defeated and surrendered. Qian Wanshan's 10 million taels of gold was well spent, and he left the palace happily with a group of envoys to return to the post house.

  I'm even more looking forward to tomorrow's trip to Jiuding Mountain.

  After the minister left, all the officials dispersed. The emperor's deep and profound eyes, like the dark sea, stared at Yixin unblinkingly for a moment, with countless thoughts in his mind, yet he didn't know how to speak.

  To him, Yixin was like a riddle, making people uncontrollably want to understand her and see through her.

  "Father, I'm a bit tired. May I go back and rest first?" Yichen Xuan deliberately ignored the gaze cast on her from left to right, suppressing her emotions which urgently needed an outlet for release.

  She didn't know what was wrong with herself either. Seeing Nan Rong's shallow words made her very unhappy in her heart. To be honest, no matter what relationship she had with Ye Juechen, it had nothing to do with her.

  For some reason, when he saw her, the image of that pregnant woman smashing a high-heeled glass towards her would emerge in his mind, as if the two women's silhouettes were overlapping, and Ye Juechen became the Oriental fog who hurt her, inexplicably giving rise to a kind of disgust.

  Rather than saying she was homesick, it would be better to say that in this strange world, she needed something to rely on. The Southern Country had become increasingly distant from her, and relying solely on the fragmented memories of the Southern Country, as well as her identity as a princess, Yixin could no longer return to the Southern Country, nor return to her only brother's side.

  The only place she can survive is in the Night Country.

  If she can't occupy a place in Ye Juechen's heart, then she won't be able to live freely and easily in the War King's residence. From young to old, dressed in finery and fed delicacies, Yixin had been spoiled by her family and had developed many bad habits, so it was difficult for her to rely on her own two hands to make a living.

  "It's indeed time to rest." The Night Emperor nodded and said in a deep voice, "Let your two maids take away these silver tickets. You, young lady, have greatly diminished the prestige of both Xiao and Cang countries. I am delighted, haha."

  "Your Majesty, if you don't mind, return the silver previously taken out by the previous empresses to them, and put the rest into the national treasury."

  Even if she were to leave the War King's Manor and find a place to live on her own, Yixin would never take this silver.

  She used to live under the wings of her family, living too comfortably and forgetting the instinct to survive on her own. Since heaven has brought her into this world, she must live out a different self.

  The surface of Shikoku appears calm, but beneath the waves are turbulent. In a chaotic world, what's wrong with being a carefree and mysterious woman?

  Nothing makes her happier than to see herself clearly and know what path she wants to take. Perhaps, her arrival was meant to bring chaos to the world, stirring up the entire continent into turmoil.

  "Jiuer, are you really going to put all the one million taels of gold into the national treasury for Father Emperor? That's something you won back with your real skills." Ye Huang smiled as he looked at Yixin, and when she mentioned the price, he thought she was a little greedy, but unexpectedly, she casually threw away this wealth, which made him unable to see through her.

  "The War King's mansion is not short of gold or silver, and even if it were, I wouldn't need to use them. Father Emperor can put them in the national treasury, and if the common people need them, they can still be used. What do I have that I wouldn't want to give up?" She blinked her eyes, and Yixin was stunned, unable to see the value of those gold and silver.

  As long as she is willing to use her brain and do some small business in the imperial city, she will be able to earn back all her capital within two or three months.

  Now what she needs to think about is how to leave the War King's Manor and seek a new world where she can be free and unrestrained.

  "Haha, you have a kind heart."

  "Isn't the Emperor a benevolent ruler?"

  "You have a sweet tongue, I'll grant you a token of authority. From now on, you can enter the palace at will and keep this old man company whenever you'd like."

  It wasn't until the words left his mouth that Ye Huang realized what he had just said.

  Anyway, seeing Yixin's wife, a feeling of tenderness and pity arose in his heart. To say that among his seven sons, the crown prince had already established a crown princess, and the third imperial son had also married a third imperial son's consort, but he just didn't have this kind of heartfelt liking for those two daughters-in-law.

  "Father Emperor isn't an old man, he's still young?" A slight curve of the mouth corner, and the glass-like starry eyes blinked repeatedly, exuding boundless elegance.

  "Dust, since Jiuer has spoken up, you are in charge of counting the silver received at tonight's banquet and putting it into the national treasury. As for the 1,000 taels of white silver from each country's princesses, return them to their respective owners." Ye Huang didn't want his consorts to bear a grudge against him over 1,000 taels of silver.

  "Yes, Your Majesty."

  "Jiǔ ér lèi le yī gè wǎn shang, nǐ jiù dài tā huí nǐ yǐ qián zhù de gōng zhòng xiū xī, míng rì yī zǎo hái yào qián wǎng jiǔ dǐng shān."

  Translation:

  "Jiuer is tired after a night, you can take her back to the palace where you used to live to rest, tomorrow morning we still need to head to Jiuding Mountain."

  "Yes."

  "Your Majesty, I have an uninvited request. She paused, her eyes glistening as she looked at the Emperor, and said softly: "Since my serious illness, my body is still a bit weak and not suitable for long-distance travel, please forgive me."

  "Isn't Jiuer really going to Jiu Ding Shan?"

  "After her mother, the ninth child really wanted to go, but this body is not cooperating." Her body had long since recovered, and since she decided not to cling to Ye Nai Chendust anymore, it was time for her to think about her own future.

  Xuanyuan Empress looked at Yixin, feeling that this lively and active maid was not speaking from her heart. The matters between Chen'er and Nan Rongsheng were not something that could be clarified with just a few words. Wasn't she intentionally avoiding something after sensing it?

  "Jiuer, the empress is still waiting for you to have a horse racing match with her, you can't not go." Yexue got up from the empress's side and walked to Yixin's side, holding her hand.

  "My sister wants to have a horse racing competition with me anytime."

  "Wang Taiyi, you follow the War King's Consort to the War King's Mansion and take good care of her body. Don't worry about what medicine to use, just take whatever is needed from the palace." The Night Emperor's sharp eyes darted back and forth between Ye Juechen and Yi Xincheng, trying to discern something, but couldn't see anything out of the ordinary.

  "This old minister obeys your order."

  "Thank you, Father Emperor." She bowed her head slightly towards Ye Huang, her soft voice like clouds and mist, gentle and soothing. "Tomorrow morning, my husband will follow the Emperor to set out for Jiuding Mountain, so it's better to let Leng Ruo send me back to the palace."

  "Very good, you may all kneel down now."

  Ye Jue's eyes were fixed on Yixin, his gaze lingering on her slightly pale face. His hands clenched into fists within his sleeves, and the familiar term of endearment sounded icy and distant to his ears.

  "Jiǔ ér gōng sòng fù huáng." A faint smile that seemed to exist and yet not exist, gradually disappeared from the corners of her mouth. She turned back to gaze at the dustless night view, and as she passed by him, she didn't even turn her head, leaving him farther and farther behind.

  A gentle night breeze lifts the moon-white long skirt, like the silver waves that splash lightly on a moonlit night, a magnificent bloom, fleeting in an instant.

  "Dust, you'll regret missing her." Yè Yuè whispered softly and turned away.

  Nan Rong stood still, her feet feeling like they weighed a thousand pounds, unable to move. If it weren't for the arms tightening around her waist, she might have already thrown herself into his embrace. "The Crown Prince's consort, where do you think you're going?"

  "I"

  "The Dust Queen to you..." Ye Xiu whispered into Nan Gong Yu's ear, his eyes filled with calculation, his fingers gently pinching her chin, coldly saying: "Remember your identity, otherwise don't blame this palace for being impolite to you."