Henyee Translations

  Henyee Translations

  Yu Xiu headed straight for the city guards standing at the side.

  “You, come here.”


  Cold sweat drenched the captain of the city guards as he walked forward with fear and trepidation.

  This person was the captain of the Dragon Saliva Guard, who guards the capital city and its surrounding area. He was a third rank high official and a favorite of His Highness the Crown Prince, so how could the city guard captain dare to slight him at all?

  The city guard captain respectfully made his salutations and humbly lowered his head, ready to receive an order. “May I help you, sir?”


  “His Highness orders that from this moment onward, everyone who enters and leaves the city must be scrupulously investigated. If you discover anyone who is pale-faced with eyes that abnormally bulge out and walk slowly with stiff limbs, seize them without hesitation at first sight!”


  The captain furiously nodded immediately and vigorously stated, “Yes, yes, yes! I will do as you say, sir, and order a scrupulous investigation and defend the city to our last breath. We will make sure there aren’t any accidents.”


  Yu Xiu nodded before turning around and entering the city promptly. He still needed to rush back to the Dragon Saliva Guard and assign people to search the city thoroughly to guarantee the capital city and its surrounding area’s safety.

  The crown prince said that this matter might not be one-of-a-kind. They did not know what that strange mutated person was yet and it required further investigation.

  On the second floor of Fortune Pavilion, a jewelry shop near the north city gate, a youth in brocade robes leaned against the window. He lightly tapped his folding fan against his palm and suddenly chuckled. “This sixth brother of mine stirs such a big commotion as soon as he returns to the capital. Go and look into what the captain of the Dragon Saliva Guard is busy doing.”


  “My lord, His Highness the Second Prince was on the second floor of Fortune Pavilion earlier.”


  Mo Lian headed straight for the royal palace as soon as he entered the capital. Hearing this, he only tilted his head and said with a nonchalant raise of his eyebrows, “Leave him be.”


  Merely an insignificant small fry. He was not in the mood to care about other things right now. The group of people rapidly rushed toward the bedchamber of the central palace.

  Currently, the symbol of central power in the harem of the Mo Kingdom, Queen Zhao, was spiritlessly laying on the couch. She was about 30 years old and had a dignified and elegant face, and she was only wearing a cerise middle layer garment with flower patterns and had a centaurea bun loosely tied on her head.

  An elderly woman wearing a silk zhuanghua pattern bei’zi

  overcoat with a shrewd and capable look swiftly entered from outside and made obeisance toward Queen Zhao. “Your Majesty, there’s news from Sophora Flower Palace, they say……”


  She took two steps forward before quietly saying, “That individual made a fuss again this morning and secretly executed a little dress and make-up maid.”


  “Pft,” Queen Zhao scoffed. “What happened this time.”


  A smile slipped into the elderly woman’s eyes. “They say that the little maid picked out a white hair while helping that individual with her hair……”


  Queen Zhao immediately laughed out loud, but her eyes were filled with coldness. “What a fussy woman. How did other people react?”


  The elderly woman smiled faintly. “Every palace had a different reaction, Her Highness Noble Consort Lin’s being the most interesting. She sent someone to give a jar of hair oil to that one and said…… cough, it’s blended by a famous physician and specially cures white hair and baldness.”


  Queen Zhao could already imagine that person’s expression when she received this “present.”


  “Your Majesty, Your Majesty.” Personal senior royal maid, Hexiang

  , entered quickly with a joyful expression and hurriedly curtsied before saying, “Your Majesty, this servant just heard that His Highness the Crown Prince and his company have returned to the capital.”


  “What?” Queen Zhao instantly filled with energy, and her eyes were permeated with gentle light as she joyously stood up. “Hurry! Hurry and help me dress! My son has returned. I must go and personally welcome my son.”


  The royal maids and elderly royal maids all approached with a smile to serve her. They were still in a flourish of activities when someone came to announce that Crown Prince Mo had come to the Central Palace to pay his respects.

  This child! He must have just returned and had not even returned to the Eastern Palace to change and wash up before rushing here. When Queen Zhao thought of how filial her son was, her features filled with happiness and she had long since forgotten about the troublesome matters of the other palaces.