A Cutie Spoiled by Her Seven Uncles-Chapter 787 - 717: Heavenly Dao Zi Has Ruined Me_2
Xie Pan’Er grabbed Princess Ata’s hand, pulling her to a deserted place. She told Princess Ata what Ji Youzhi had said to her earlier, and about how she had cried on the Emperor’s shoulder.
She also shared her worries. "Do you think His Majesty the Emperor will think I’m actually a bad woman? That I’m fickle? Because there’s absolutely no chance of anything romantic developing between me and the Seventh Young Master, so I’ve turned my attention to him? Actually, I wasn’t thinking that way. At the time, he was constantly comforting me, whispering those things in my ear. He kept talking and talking, and finally even said he wanted to be friends with me. I panicked for a moment, my mind went blank, and all I could do was cry. I really wasn’t thinking about anything, I swear! You have to believe me!"
The more Xie Pan’Er spoke, the more agitated she became. Towards the end, she even stared into Princess Ata’s eyes, saying she would swear an oath.
Princess Ata was bewildered by her agitated words, an incredulous expression on her face. Finally, she burst out laughing. "Look at you, making a mountain out of a molehill! Let me ask you, since when did you start caring so much about what His Majesty the Emperor thinks of you?"
Xie Pan’Er blinked, taking a moment before saying, "I... Do I care?"
"You don’t care?"
Xie Pan’Er pondered for a long while, finally saying with great uncertainty, "Do I? I just care about my... about my reputation... I suppose!"
Hearing this, Princess Ata gently shook her head, patted Xie Pan’Er’s shoulder, and said with a soft smile, "Think about it some more. That’s definitely not the real reason."
With that, she got up and left.
As dusk settled, the Emperor, Ji Youzhi, and Princess Ata, their stomachs empty, walked into the kitchen. Smoke was curling up from the stove, but the usual delicious dishes were missing from the dining table.
"Dugu Xiao! What are you doing?"
Upon entering the kitchen door, they glanced at the empty table and questioningly looked towards Dugu Xiao, who was by the stove.
"I’m cooking!"
Dugu Xiao replied, quite matter-of-factly.
"Coo... Cooking?"
Everyone took a few steps forward, glanced at the pot of rice gruel bubbling on the stove, and one of them remarked, "This is food? It looks more like pig feed!"
Ji Youzhi said bluntly.
Hearing this, Dugu Xiao was displeased.
"What pig feed? This is rice gruel. Eat it or don’t. Let me tell you, if you’re going to be picky, then don’t eat. Who asked you to offend Miss Xie Pan’Er? She locked herself in her room and refuses to cook. Princess Ata is severely injured; I can’t very well ask a critically wounded patient to cook, can I? If you don’t want to eat this, cook for yourself! I’m not picky!"
Ji Youzhi was speechless. How did the blame for this end up on me?
The Emperor said, "I am not hungry. I will not eat today."
The National Master stated, "This National Master... I am a member of the Daoist Sect. Skipping a few meals is nothing to me."
Princess Ata touched her stomach. "Do you really have the heart to serve rice gruel to a severely injured patient?"
Dugu Xiao replied very bluntly, "I’m not a Doctor; I can’t write you a prescription or dispense medicine!"
Princess Ata patted his shoulder. "I hear General Dugu is twenty and still unmarried. Now I see there’s a reason for it."
With that, she walked away.
Dugu Xiao stood there, puzzled, and asked, "What does my marital status have to do with you?"
After his puzzled question, he shouted again at Princess Ata’s retreating back, "The term ’prime of youth’ is used for women! I’m a man; you can’t use that word for me!"
The Emperor and the others, who were just heading to their rooms, all stumbled in unison upon hearing this, nearly falling over.
The National Master looked at the Emperor and asked, "Your Majesty, do you think it’s alright to entrust the Great Han’s army to such a simpleton?"
The Emperor rubbed his forehead and shook his head. "I too would prefer a Grand General who isn’t a blockhead, but someone doesn’t want the job! Inheriting the family profession is such a good thing, yet he looks down on it, insisting on traveling far and wide to investigate cases!"
Ji Youzhi covered his face and walked on, pretending not to hear.
The Emperor and his companions, amidst their bickering and laughter, awaited the unknown morrow.
Meanwhile, in Nanjiang, the person on the throne was not so comfortable.
The King of Nanjiang coughed up mouthful after mouthful of blood; it took a long while before his injuries were stanched.
"Damn that Tiandaozi! I never expected she would possess an Ancient Divine Artifact! She has made this Seat suffer so miserably. This Seat truly underestimated her!"
A vicious expression appeared on the King of Nanjiang’s face.
"Ancient Divine Artifact... just wait. Sooner or later, it will belong to this Seat! Tiandaozi, you collect these Divine Artifacts and magical treasures; it must be easy for you! Fine, this Seat will let you live a little longer. When the time comes, after this Seat kills you, all your magical treasures, Divine Artifacts, and even heavenly and earthly treasures will fall into this Seat’s hands!" 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚
The King of Nanjiang sat on his throne, lost in this beautiful dream.
Suddenly, a twisted expression contorted his face.
"You have some nerve! After cowering like a turtle in its shell for so long, you dare to think of counterattacking now that this Seat’s divine power has been weakened? Dream on!"
Abruptly, the eyes of the King of Nanjiang on the throne bulged fiercely as he stared ahead resentfully, cursing under his breath. Once the stream of curses ended, he spoke again.
"You have used this King’s body to do too many evil deeds. This King wanted to resist before, to expel you from this King’s body. But you were too strong. Even by borrowing the entire kingdom’s Qi of fortune and Dragon Qi, this King could not contend against you. That’s why this King hid at the final moment when you tried to completely devour this King’s Divine Soul. Now that you’ve been injured by Tiandaozi’s Divine Artifact, this King wants to reclaim his body. This is the best opportunity!"
At this moment, the King of Nanjiang on the throne was not entirely Xunyang. Although the King of Nanjiang’s body was controlled by a sliver of Xunyang’s Divine Sense, this wisp of Divine Sense did not truly master the King’s body, because the King of Nanjiang’s Divine Soul had not been completely devoured by him.
Kings possess Dragon Qi and bear the burden of their kingdom’s Qi of fortune. Therefore, when Xunyang attempted to completely devour the King of Nanjiang’s Divine Soul, a part of the King’s Divine Soul fled and hid in the depths of his Sea of Consciousness. The King used his kingdom’s Qi of fortune to envelop it, preventing Xunyang from completely devouring it.
