Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 224: The Disheveled Eastern Gentleman

Xin Zhuo looked at the sesame malt candy and was momentarily stunned. His pupils contracted, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

Whether it was a coincidence, fate, or simply a natural connection, there were many similarities between him and this Jiang Yuqing.

In his previous life, he loved to eat sesame malt candy when he was a child. The kind that was crispy and crunchy. But this old-fashioned snack was rare to find in the market. He had to travel a long way to a dessert shop or wait seven to eight days for an online purchase.

Unfortunately, his alcoholic father never considered his feelings, and his busy mother always managed to find some after a tiring day.

Even in her confused state before her death, his hardworking mother held onto a handful of sesame malt candy that she didn't have time to give him, staring at him tightly.

This memory was deeply engraved in his heart. Even though he had traveled through time and his memories from his previous life had faded, he still remembered it clearly.

He wasn't someone who easily showed emotions. He had even thought that he could use this mother figure in front of him for mutual benefit. But now, he couldn't help but be moved by the scene, his nose tingling. He opened his mouth, his voice choked.

Who else in the world would remember that he loved this kind of candy?

"Do you still remember?" Ji Jiuwei said softly, patting his head like she was coaxing a child. "When you were young, your father and I knew that you loved this candy. Your father was busy with official duties and was afraid that it would harm your teeth, so I secretly bought it for you."

"I remember!"

Xin Zhuo composed himself, reached out, and looked up at her. "I don't know how you plan to handle my situation. Are we going to Taiping Palace or..."

He still remembered that this mother figure represented Taiping Palace, and he had been back for a while but hadn't seen anyone.

Ji Jiuwei said softly, "Naturally, you can go wherever you want. If you don't want to go anywhere, just stay at the Jiang family. I'll protect you."

Xin Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief. It's not that Taiping Palace was bad. The bigger the platform, the greater the opportunities. But he felt it would be best not to mix in with strange intentions.

Ji Jiuwei continued, "The Mie Ling Master has fled to the Western Regions. I have sent my disciples to hunt him down. It won't be long before we can take his life!

The Eastern Old Ghost previously went to the Autumn Wind Academy and severely injured him. He fled to the Immortal Palace in the Imperial Palace. If he dares to come out, both you and I will kill him!"

Xin Zhuo was greatly shocked. This... was a bit too direct and violent. It was much stronger than the Jiang family, making him feel a sense of satisfaction. He even wanted to ask if they had captured the Ascending Peace Princess.

"Princess!"

"Princess Aunt!"

"Greetings, Grand Princess!"

Just then, Princess Zhengguo, Princess Beihai, and others arrived.

The old madam ordered the servants to bring over a table and cushions, and everyone paid their respects before taking their seats.

Jiang Yong Venerable originally wanted to leave but hesitated for a moment and asked, "I wonder why the Shen Yin and Honghua families arrived so quickly?"

Ji Jiuwei regained her cold and lonely demeanor. "This is the capital, the residence of the emperor. Taiping Palace and the Immortal Palace are naturally arranged here. That elusive Kunlun Market has also sent people, but they were personally stopped by the three old ancestors of the Imperial City!"

Princess Zhengguo curiously asked, "Shen Dao True Qi, we have heard of it before, but we have never heard of anyone being able to intrude into someone else's home in such a domineering and shameless manner. Is Yuqing really that precious?"

"Not entirely!"

Ji Jiuwei glanced at Xin Zhuo and said, "Shen Dao True Qi has the potential to break through the Earth Immortals realm. It is indeed precious, but not to the extent that those people would disregard their own face.

The truth is, Yuqing's dual cultivation of Shen Dao True Qi is rare in the world, and the fact that Integrated Union is in one place is unheard of. Perhaps their curiosity is greater than their appreciation for its value.

Especially with the upcoming Qingyu Seven Days, the Martial Dao Realm is becoming less valuable. The Grand Great Master realm was once difficult to enter, but in just a few months, the younger generation has entered one after another.

I'm afraid the Martial Dao prosperous era is approaching, and the future is unpredictable. Having one more talented individual increases the certainty of finding a place to settle and survive. That's why they naturally want to obtain someone like Yuqing, who possesses this somewhat strange talent!"

After a pause, he continued, "According to the Grand Celestial Master of the Imperial Astronomical Observatory, within the next three to five years, the celestial phenomena will be chaotic, and the world will be in turmoil. Even the Emperor himself will be in danger of being overthrown.

In the world of cultivation, no matter how talented and outstanding one may be, they are still vulnerable. They are like bubbles in a pond, fleeting."

A trace of solemnity appeared on everyone's faces. The Dowager asked, "What does 'the world will be in turmoil' mean?"

Ji Jiawei shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know! Perhaps no one in the mortal realm knows at the moment!"

...

In the magnificent imperial city with its towering palaces and undulating buildings, heavily guarded and as deep as an abyss, if the Jiang family was already a top power, then this imperial city surpassed them tenfold.

In the northeast corner of the Temple of Heaven and the Altar of the Land, where the Yin and Yang energies converged, to the north was the cold palace courtyard filled with resentment, and to the south was the Gate of Noon, a place of bloodshed. There stood a colossal eighteen-story palace.

The palace maids, eunuchs, and imperial guards all kept their distance, and even the mischievous Little Princess and the young princes in the palace dared not approach.

At this moment, Mr. Dongfang sat cross-legged on a low stone platform in front of the building. His hair was disheveled, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. However, he remained expressionless, as if the person who had rushed into the Autumn Wind Academy to kill was not him, or perhaps he had already anticipated it, or maybe he had become indifferent to life and death.

There was no sound coming from the eighteen-story palace across from him, not even a figure.

After a while, a gust of wind blew from behind, and an old man in brocade robes arrived and glanced at him before sitting down beside him. He asked, "Ji Jiawei?"

Mr. Dongfang also asked, "Ji Jiawei?"

The two fell silent.

After a while, the old man in brocade robes burst into laughter and said, "Why are you doing this to yourself? You're lifting a stone only to drop it on your own foot."

Mr. Dongfang remained calm and asked, "What do you mean, Senior Bai?"

The old man called "Senior Bai" said, "In the twelfth year of Tian Shou, during the battle against the Kunxu demons, it was you, that kid from the south, the Great Pillar Kingdom, and hmm, I suppose the White Crane Hill and the Demon Hill from the Western Regions were also involved. With the approval of the Great Emperor of Tian Shou, do you really think those two old folks from the Jiang family are unaware?"

Mr. Dongfang remained calm and said, "How is this lifting a stone to drop it on my own foot?"

Senior Bai said, "You've gone too far. You destroyed that Jiang kid's meridians. Do you think no one in the world knows that you did it on purpose? Who can tolerate such ruthless methods? How can Ji Jiawei spare you?"

Mr. Dongfang fell silent.

Senior Bai seemed to lose interest and stopped speaking.

Suddenly, Mr. Dongfang looked at him and said, "Do you really think it was my idea? Do you know that the Dragon Qi of Misfortune has appeared?"

Senior Bai's face changed.

Then, Mr. Dongfang cupped his hands and loudly said towards the palace, "Please see the teacher, I have returned!"

Senior Bai immediately did the same.

The palace remained silent, but after a while, a tall and cold-faced young man walked out, leaving a trail of frost and emitting a faint creaking sound. He quickly arrived in front of the two, and the cold wind had already blown towards them.

The two stood up and cupped their hands, saying, "Junior Brother Zhuang Thirteen!"

The young man ignored them and handed over a piece of blank paper.

Mr. Dongfang opened it, but there was not a single word inside.

(End of this chapter)