Chapter 919: Chapter 917 Frans is Overco with Jealousy
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Western Immortal Realm.
Frans was in the Rose Garden, ticulously trimming the branches, among which was a pure white rose, blooming large and beautiful, pristine and flawless, like the queen of flowers.
“Yanyan, the sunshine is lovely today, bask in it a bit more,” Frans told the white rose, filled with affection.
In the bushes, a chubby little white mouse couldn’t help but mumble under its breath… refusing to ascend, it must have fallen into demonhood!
It even called out her na to a rose!
A Vice-Chancellor arrived with a Palace Attendant.
“Your Majesty, the Crown Prince has been found.”
“Oh? Where?” Frans asked indifferently.
The Minister replied, “The Crown Prince has gone to the Eastern Immortal Realm, accompanied by a female cultivator from the Human Clan.”
“Hmph! He sure has a lovely companion, leaving all alone! Go tell him, co back within a day, or else he’s no longer Crown Prince!”
“The Crown Prince says he wants to marry into the Eastern Immortal Realm and will not, not return!”
“Impudent!” Fury uncontrollable, Frans exclaid, “Tell him, if he doesn’t return within two hours, he shall never set foot in the Western Immortal Realm again!”
“As you wish, Your Majesty.”
Once the Minister had left, Frans spoke to the white rose again, “Yanyan, when will you return? I haven’t even marked you yet.”
Sally squinted her eyes, quietly observing as Frans talked to a flower.
Just as she was about to reveal herself, she beca even more discreet with her presence.
She wanted to see what other tricks he could pull.
Indeed, Frans used the Arcane Arts on a flower, employing a ti-stopping spell…
The ti of the white rose stopped at its fullest bloom.
After talking with the white rose for a while longer, Frans received a Sound Transmission Talisman from Luo Chuan.
——[Co to the Demon Realm if you dare, see if I don’t pluck your wings and roast them!]
Frans snorted, “Then I will go.”
He imdiately replied——[My Yanyan loves spicy grilled Fallen Angel wings the most!]
Sally: …Must he make her so hated?
Luo Chuan’s wife happens to be her sister-in-law!
…
Two hours passed.
The Crown Prince did not return.
Imdiately, Frans decreed throughout the Western Immortal Realm, stripping the Crown Prince of his title, banishing him from the realm, and declaring that he’d be condemned to death should he dare to step foot in it again!
Sally was flabbergasted, Frans was truly daring!
To think that the Crown Prince, cultivated with such effort, could be discarded so easily?
No wonder he has yet to choose an appropriate Crown Prince, it’s like child’s play.
At nightfall, Frans returned to the Sleeping Palace.
Whispering Sally’s na, he imagined she was right beside him and began to do so indescribable things…
Seeing him like this, Sally too felt a bit breathless and ran off in a whiff of smoke.
Frans faintly sensed sothing, looking towards where Sally had just been.
Even his nostrils twitched, and suddenly he smiled…
Sally hadn’t gone far, just stopped after exiting the Holy Palace, letting out a light sigh.
Then, she heard a familiar voice, “Queen, long ti no see. You appear to be with child again, congratulations!”
The other person looked at her with a beaming smile.
“Ethan?!” Sally exclaid in surprise, transforming back into human form, “What are you doing in the Immortal Realm?”
“Last ti, after eradicating the Maoju People, I earned so rits and exchanged them for half a month in the Lower Realm. Frans hasn’t ascended yet, so I ca to see what’s going on with him.”
“You care about him so much. He seems to have lost his mind because he can’t Ascend,” Sally couldn’t help but remark.
“I’ve lost my mind?” Frans teleported over, staring intently at Sally.
“Uh!” Sally rembered how he’d been chanting her na… and her face turned uncomfortable!
Ethan said, “I think the Queen’s right. Anyone with a sane mind would have ascended by now. What have you been doing in the Immortal Realm all this ti?”
Frans was speechless, “I don’t know why I can’t Ascend. I’ve already reached Quasi-Divine Rank. How did you co down here?”
“Sally said, “Ethan is really good to you, his childhood friend, exchanging rits to co to the Lower Realm.”
Frans glanced at Ethan, “Really?”
“Fake,” Ethan replied.
Frans twitched the corner of his mouth, “I knew you wouldn’t be so righteous. But since you’re here, co to the palace.”
Ethan’s knuckles cracked, obviously itching for a fight.
Sally looked at Ethan, signaling with her eyes that he could go ahead.
But Ethan held back, “No need. I just saw that my little eatery is still there. I’ll clean it up and not disturb Your Majesty and the Queen’s rest.”
Sally hurriedly said, “That, I need to go to the Demon Realm to see Mumu and Little Fengning, so I’ll take my leave first.”
Frans didn’t allow her to leave and seized her hand, saying to Ethan, “I’ll co to the eatery to find you tomorrow.”
“Okay,” Ethan turned and left.
Sally watched him, “Ethan, I’m pregnant. You can’t just leave a pregnant woman alone. This guy has beco a psychopath; he might eat !”
Ethan waved his hand away, “It’s all because of the Queen. As the saying goes, ‘A psychological problem requires a psychological redy,’ and the Queen is that redy. Good luck.”
“Yanyan, eight thousand nine hundred forty-two years and sixty-eight days!” Frans carried Sally into the Sleeping Palace. “Have you thought about how to compensate ?”
Sally honestly replied, “…I haven’t thought about it!”
Frans grabbed Sally’s right wrist, “Then you can now…” He suddenly stopped talking.
Sally saw the shock in his eyes as he looked at her wrist and looked down too—a delicate and life-like black Luotian Butterfly, as if it could fly away at any mont.
It was the Partner Mark left by Welly.
“Jian! Doesn’t he know this place is mine?” Frans stared fiercely at the Luotian Butterfly, his eyes filled with dark fire.
Sally hastily said, “It’s not Jian’s.”
“Luotian Butterfly, if not his, whose is it!” Frans imdiately pulled out Jian’s Sound Transmission Talisman from the Spatial Ring—[Co to the Holy Palace imdiately!]
Sally hurriedly said, “Don’t, it’s really not his.”
“Yanyan, you’re protecting him like this, have you fallen for him?” Frans’s jealousy spiraled, “Is the child his too?”
“The child is indeed his…” This was a fact, but the Luotian Butterfly really wasn’t Jian’s.
“Whether it’s mine or not, why don’t you just puncture the mark and summon him to find out?” Jian appeared, wearing a black lounging robe, his hair smooth and loose, cascading down his back, with strands falling in front of him, his expression sleepy and languid. Obviously, he had been sleeping and was woken up.
Sally held her forehead, “…It’s Welly, it really isn’t Jian.”
Frans narrowed his eyes, “But the child is his, right?”
“Yes,” Sally replied, “There’s a reason for that.”
Frans let a bit of Angel Power spill from his fingertips and pierced Sally’s wrist…
The next instant, Welly arrived, holding Little Zhao in his palm, his face not looking too good, apparently in the midst of a serious paternal lecture!
Sally first sent Little Zhao back to the System Space, telling her to hurry up and sleep. As for the matters of adults, the adults would settle it themselves.
Suddenly summoned, Welly was taken aback, “Yanyan? Jian, Brother Frans…”
He then noticed the punctured Luotian Butterfly on Sally and understood.
“Brother Frans, are you bothered by this Luotian Butterfly?”
“This is my spot!” Frans declared his sovereignty.
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