Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 236: My Forced Matchmaking

"Second Brother!"

Shangguan Fanqing shouted and rushed towards Xin Zhuo, grabbing his arms. A hint of sadness and excitement appeared on his square face amidst the curious gazes of the onlookers. "When I left the Autumn Palace that day to look for you everywhere, I couldn't find you, so I had to leave. Later, Father sent me to the main altar, and it was only a few days ago that I heard news about you! I was just thinking of visiting your mansion, but I didn't expect to meet you here. It's really... a coincidence, you could say!"

Your words give people the feeling... that they're somewhat fake.

Xin Zhuo could only sigh and pat his arms. "Second Brother, there's no need for this. Take care of yourself!"

"That's right!"

Shangguan Fanqing restrained his emotions and then looked at Su Miaojin, his eyes brightening. "Is this our younger sister? She really matches well with our talented brother..."

Xin Zhuo was afraid that he would start talking nonsense again, so he quickly interrupted, "This is Princess Nanli!"

Shangguan Fanqing was stunned.

Before he could speak, Su Miaojin coldly said, "Fanqing, when you see your senior uncle, you should show some respect. Have you forgotten the rules of the Pavilion of Celestial Secrets?"

Shangguan Fanqing immediately respectfully saluted, "Disciple pays respects to Senior Uncle. Last time at the Pavilion of Celestial Secrets, I served tea to Senior Uncle Ancestor and didn't dare to look up. I didn't recognize Senior Uncle. Please forgive me!"

Xin Zhuo looked at the two of them and suddenly realized that Su Miaojin's mother held a high position in the Pavilion of Celestial Secrets, and Su Miaojin could also be considered a member of the Pavilion of Celestial Secrets. Shangguan Fanqing was one generation lower than her. In that case... this world is really small.

"It's fate that we meet today. How about I treat you both to Xiao's fresh juice wontons? I had a bowl yesterday, and it's still on the tip of my tongue, full of wisdom and knowledge."

Shangguan Fanqing made a gesture of invitation, his choice of words always inscrutable.

Xin Zhuo and Su Miaojin exchanged a glance. They had been walking around for quite a while and were indeed tired. So the group headed straight to a bustling wonton restaurant not far away, requested a private room, and ordered two bowls of well-made meat-filled wontons.

Su Miaojin didn't eat meat, so she ordered a bowl of vegetarian wontons.

Soon, the waiter brought the wontons over. The tantalizing aroma of the meat filled the room, and the bowls of wontons were plump and glossy, making one's mouth water.

Xin Zhuo carefully observed and found that these wontons seemed to be better made than the Qianlixiang in his previous life. They were pure and natural, without any pollution, and without the use of technology or harsh methods. Just as he was about to pick up his spoon, the waiter, who had been standing still, handed him a note with a strange expression. "A guest just now asked me to give this to you!"

Yes, that's right! Hand it to him.

Shangguan Fanqing and Su Miaojin looked over curiously. Xin Zhuo also found it strange and opened the note. On it was a line of blood-red characters that were shocking to the eye:

"Xin Zhuo, I will kill you! Qin Yiliu, the hidden god!"

So melodramatic! Completely inexplicable!

Moreover, anyone who calls themselves "Xin Zhuo" is probably related to the Fulong Mountain and the borderlands.

Xin Zhuo lightly snapped his fingers, and the elegant room door opened. There were many diners outside, but none of them seemed to be experts. He simply threw the note to Shangguan Fanqing and asked, "Can you understand it?"

Shangguan Fanqing glanced casually and seemed to be very familiar with this person. He said, "Qin Yiliu, the hidden god. Grand Great Master realm, specializing in swordsmanship. He is very formidable. You must be familiar with his sister, Qin Yuli, from the Autumn Palace. They both come from the Qin family, a martial dao family with a reverse-flowing river background!"

No wonder Qin Yuli, who is in Wuzhu, has always had a glimmer of hope. It turns out that she comes from such a prestigious family. And little brother is also practicing in such an ancient sect. Xin Zhuo asked, "Has this person also come to the capital to participate in the Fengtian Tower illusion?"

Shangguan Fanqing said, "Not only him, but also Xiao Ran from the Pavilion of Celestial Secrets and Feng Jian from the Red Flower Sect. These people are all geniuses at the Grand Great Master realm in their respective sects! Xiao Ran, in particular..."

He glanced at Su Miaojin and coughed, "The little sister of the Pavilion of Celestial Secrets' number one monster, Xiao Mu. In addition, there are also the direct descendants of several hundred-year and thousand-year martial dao families from other places in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Some of the ones I know of are the Zhi family from Zhi Liang, the Sili family from Sili Nan Yan, the Lu family from Lu Yun, and so on. They are all monstrous figures with terrifying family backgrounds!"

After a pause, he continued, "By the way, the last time news of the two divine True Qi transmissions spread, the Hidden God, the Pavilion of Celestial Secrets, and the Red Flower Sect are very hostile to each other. I wonder if any divine sons have come!"

Xin Zhuo was surprised and asked, "Has news of my affairs spread throughout the world?"

This is too unbelievable!

Shangguan Fanqing smiled and said, "Not to that extent, I just deliberately inquired! Eat, eat, it's getting cold!"

The Xiaojia wonton is indeed good. When a meatball entered his mouth, he felt an indescribable satisfaction. One bowl was not enough to eat. Xin Zhuo suddenly felt that he should go out more in the future.

He glanced at Su Miaojin. This girl probably couldn't eat anymore. She ate a few pieces lightly, like a cat, and then her face showed a worried expression. She ate a lot of snacks along the way and really couldn't eat anymore, but she also didn't have the habit of wasting food.

Xin Zhuo pushed the bowl over: "I'll share a few with you."

Su Miaojin's face inexplicably turned slightly red as she picked up the spoon and gave him more than half.

This scene left Shangguan Fanqing bewildered. Sharing food between a man and a woman meant they were either siblings or a married couple, but these two...

After they finished eating and put down their spoons, the three of them chatted for a while.

Suddenly, a figure rushed in, cupped his fists in salute, and said, "Junior Brother, Princess Nanli from my family's master invites you both to the Taiping Palace for an important matter!"

The person who came was Zhuge Jun, the second senior sister. She looked very serious, as if something big had happened.

"So it's Miss Zhuge," Su Miaojin seemed to know her too, stood up and returned the greeting, "Princess Qin has summoned us, dare we not obey?"

She glanced at Xin Zhuo.

Xin Zhuo, however, had no idea what important matter his mother had, so he could only hurriedly bid farewell to Shangguan Fanqing and went straight to the Taiping Palace with Su Miaojin.

When they arrived at the palace gate, seven Nanli veterans were stopped by the guards, only allowing the two of them to enter.

Along the way, they saw many young men and women dressed in different clothes and exuding a majestic aura. They must have come to participate in the Fentian Tower illusion in two days.

The two of them didn't stop, walking quickly, and soon arrived at the "Douyun Hall." However, they didn't see Ji Jiawei, but were led out of the palace by Bao'er and walked for a stick of incense to a very secluded palace in the back mountain.

"Junior Brother, please go in. It's Master's order," Bao'er respectfully saluted and turned to leave.

Xin Zhuo and Su Miaojin exchanged glances, then looked at the palace in front of them. Three sides were white cliffs covered in white clouds, and the three characters "Wangjian Ge" were still personally written by Ji Jiawei on the door plaque.

At this moment, the palace doors were wide open.

"Is the Princess inside?" Su Miaojin asked softly, her beautiful face filled with curiosity. She had no relationship with Ji Jiawei.

Xin Zhuo also couldn't figure out his mother's intentions, so he could only shake his head, "Let's go in and find out!"

The two of them entered the palace side by side, casually glancing around. Xin Zhuo's eyelids twitched, sensing a bad premonition.

They saw the entire hall decorated with red and festive decorations, with a wedding bed opposite, and many peanuts and walnuts stuffed in it.

On the side table, there were large red wedding candles, exuding a scent that made one feel hot and bothered, as well as a porcelain jade wine pot and two cups.

On the other side were two sets of wedding clothes!

The meaning was self-evident!

Su Miaojin's face changed slightly, furrowing her brows as she stepped back.

"Get out!"

Xin Zhuo also realized what was happening and shouted, pulling her towards the palace door.

However, just as they reached the door, they heard a "click" sound, and the palace door and the surrounding windows all closed.

The palace fell into silence, with flickering candlelight, a faint scent, and swaying red lanterns.

It felt like they were trapped in a prison.

Xin Zhuo recalled his mother's words, "Once the rice is cooked, it can't be uncooked." At first, he thought she was joking, but he didn't expect her to actually do it, and in such a domineering and direct manner.

He fell silent for a moment and tried to open the palace door, but no matter if it was True Qi collision or pushing the mechanism, there was no response.

He tried the doors, windows, and roof, but without exception, they were all made of mysterious iron and seemed to have a special formation, unable to be opened!

His mother must have calculated all their methods when she did this.

"No need to try!" Su Miaojin's face turned pale as she whispered, "It's the Mohist Heavenly Lock personally set by the Princess. It can't be broken without the presence of Earth Immortals. It will open on its own in ten hours."

(End of this chapter)