69novels Chapter 1384 - 1363: News of the Marriage Alliance, Ye Bingning’s Crisis!
Chapter 1384 - 1363: News of the Marriage Alliance, Ye Bingning’s Crisis!
"Qin Shou is a wastrel young master of the Qin Family, ranked ninety-eighth among the Hundred Clans. His character is bad, his temper worse. As for those ’glorious deeds’ of his like breaking into Widow Village in the dead of night and kidnapping women in broad daylight, you should’ve already heard them from the diners at the restaurant, so I won’t repeat them.""But, you won’t need to make a move this time."
"Just follow behind this young lady, and in six days you’ll see me unleash my divine might, save your friend, and win the heart of that baby-faced giant bear friend of yours. That’s all you need to do, ok!"
Ye Fufu hummed a light and ethereal little tune, hands clasped behind her back as she skipped along, leading two maids into the brightly lit inn.
At this moment, where was even half a trace of her stockings-queen aura?
She looked practically no different from a simple little girl.
The key point was, Ye Huan’s eyesight and powers of observation far surpassed ordinary people. With one glance at Ye Fufu’s back, his gaze immediately fell on the slit of her red gauze long skirt, where a bit of pink fabric was revealed.
Strawberry panties!
Damn, on the outside and by voice she’s all long-legged stocking-wearing queen.
But on the inside she’s a pure little girl wearing strawberry panties?
This gap is a bit too big, isn’t it!
Ye Huan complained inwardly, then stopped at the inn’s doorway.
From the information he had gotten earlier at the restaurant, it was clear that in these isolated Endless Deep Mountains, the currency used for trade wasn’t Huaxia Coin, but a kind of Gold Coins smelted from gold and bronze.
If you wanted to stay at an inn, naturally you needed Gold Coins.
Unfortunately, Brother Huan had just arrived and was flat broke. He had more Huaxia Coin than he could ever spend, but not a single Gold Coin to his name, so he literally couldn’t afford a room!
He could only walk toward the wilderness with the Empress, planning to find a cave, make some straw bedding and a mattress to get through the night, then set off again tomorrow morning for the Six Gates.
Right at that moment—
"Hey, hey, handsome sir, beautiful lady, please wait up!" The inn’s waiter ran out from inside. He was dressed in coarse linen, with a white towel draped over his shoulder.
The waiter ran up to Ye Huan and the Empress with a fawning smile, wiped the sweat off his forehead with the white towel, sucked in a couple of breaths, then waggled his brows and said, "To tell you the truth, we still have two empty rooms. One look and I can tell you two are guests from the outside world. It’s already late into the night, really, really late, and chances are no one else will come to stay. So I’ve decided to do a good deed and use those two rooms to host you. Come, come."
As he spoke, he dragged Ye Huan into the inn.
The Empress followed behind.
Unsolicited flattery means either adultery or theft.
It wasn’t that Ye Huan insisted on judging a gentleman with a petty man’s heart; it was just that after the restaurant incident, he subconsciously raised his guard a few notches.
Especially since he remembered this same waiter had been eating meat and drinking wine in the beautiful madam’s restaurant earlier.
When the beautiful madam asked everyone to toast the guests from the outside world, the waiter’s face had been just as disdainful as the others, clearly a little xenophobic.
How could it be that in just this short time, this guy suddenly turned into a different person, wanting to "do a good deed" and use empty rooms to host guests from outside?
Could it be that this place was also a base for Evil Martial Artists?
That this waiter, like the beautiful madam, wanted to deal with him and the Empress?
Ye Huan was thinking this, when his gaze fell on two bulging burlap bags on the wooden cashier’s counter, and he instantly understood everything.
Under the candlelight, the two bags reflected a faint golden sheen.
No need to think about it; they were obviously filled with Gold Coins!
Judging by the bulge and size of one of the bags, there were probably about thirty Gold Coins inside.
Ye Huan turned his head and glanced at the price list: a single room, ten Gold Coins a night.
He looked at the other bag; that one probably also contained thirty Gold Coins.
Sixty Gold Coins could open six rooms in total.
One bag of Gold Coins was definitely for Ye Fufu and her maids’ rooms.
As for the remaining bag, no need to guess; it was obviously to pay for rooms for him and the Empress.
The matter was simple: most likely Ye Fufu didn’t want to see him and the Empress sleeping out in the wild, so she paid twenty Gold Coins of room fees for them, but couldn’t bring herself to say so directly. After all, Brother Huan had repeatedly refused to become her lackey before and had angered her.
In this situation, Ye Fufu simply tipped the waiter twenty Gold Coins and told him to come up with some lame excuse to invite Brother Huan and the Empress to stay at the inn.
"This weirdo chick actually has a pretty good heart." Ye Huan was surprised and felt a bit warmed.
He didn’t get all pretentious about it, choosing to accept this favor and repay Ye Fufu in the future.
After asking for the room numbers, he went upstairs to his room with the Empress.
The two of them went to two rooms next to each other, each took a hot bath, feeling extremely comfortable as all the fatigue in their bodies melted away, then peacefully fell asleep.
They slept very soundly.
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"Reporting to the Patriarch, intelligence shows that Ye Huan has already entered the Endless Deep Mountains!"
"At present, the Ling Family has already taken the liberty of entering Ye Huan into the Jian Family’s competition roster!"
"What should we do?"
Huaxia, southwestern Endless Deep Mountains.
Sixth Ring Region.
Sword Clan Mountain.
In the dead of night, a black-robed scout knelt on one knee in the main hall of the Sword Clan’s Council Hall and presented a memorial.
The Sword of Impermanence took the memorial and glanced at it; his face instantly turned ashen, and with a loud "bang," he viciously flung the memorial to the floor!
The memorial actually smashed a small dent into the diamond flooring.
That alone showed just how furious he was inside!
"Where is Jian Fanghua, where are her people? Why didn’t they successfully stop Ye Huan from entering the mountains!" the Sword of Impermanence roared!
"Reporting to the Patriarch, Miss Fanghua has already set out to find Ye Huan, but Ye Huan’s breakthrough into the Endless Deep Mountains was simply too fast, completely exceeding her expectations. She failed to meet Ye Huan at the edge of the mountains."
The scout reported truthfully, "And after Ye Huan entered the Endless Deep Mountains, he disappeared without a trace. Our scouts have yet to locate his current position. Under such circumstances, Miss Fanghua is naturally like a headless fly, not knowing how to act."
"Useless, a bunch of useless trash!"
The Sword of Impermanence flew into a rage, slamming the armrests of his seat repeatedly. The violent shockwaves rippled through the palace, causing the scout’s qi and blood to surge backward and his face to go deathly pale!
"Ye Huan entering the mountains and being added to the competition roster means that our Sword Clan’s overall ranking in the Hundred Clans Competition is going to drop by quite a bit again!"
"Exactly what I feared. I already received word that the Huang Family has ordered their third-ranked genius, Huang Lin, to get ready to ruthlessly stomp Ye Huan into the ground during the competition and slap my Sword Clan in the face!"
"Once Ye Huan steps into the arena, he’ll definitely be crushed by Huang Lin, beaten into a dead dog!"
"My Sword Clan is about to become the biggest joke in the Endless Deep Mountains in decades, the laughingstock of the Hundred Clans’ idle chatter over tea!"
"This freeloading burden Ye Huan is destined to bring endless disaster and misfortune down upon my Sword Clan!"
The Sword of Impermanence’s beard bristled and his eyes bulged with rage; his fury surged straight to his head. In his wrath, he directly smacked the backrest of his solid-gold throne, snapping it clean off and sending gold shavings flying!