Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
How could Beiting Huang care about what others thought? Even if the people from the Divine Hall of Judgnt pretended to submit to Yan Ye’s abuse and secretly wanted to kill her, she couldn’t be bothered.
She would have a battle with the Divine Hall of Judgnt sooner or later. If she delayed it, it would be beneficial to her, but she did not expect it to drag on forever.
Moreover, there were many people in this world who wanted her dead, not to ntion Ye Hua and Second Elder Yun Qing.
She walked towards the gate of the palace. Beiting Huang had only taken a few steps when two teams of guards in full military uniform ran out of the gate.
Beiting Huang didn’t take it seriously. The strongest among these people was only at Level 3. If the emperor of the Raya Empire wanted to avenge his beloved concubine, he definitely wouldn’t send such weak soldiers. Just as she was about to walk past these people, they stood in unison and raised their right hands to their left shoulders. They bowed to Beiting Huang. “Ninth Young Master, we’re under the orders of His Highness the Night King to escort you and your friends over!”
The group of people following Beiting Huang looked at each other and then at Beiting Huang in unison. They looked at her questioningly. She had to explain clearly what kind of affair she had with His Highness the Night King.
Beiting Huang rubbed her nose, looking a little embarrassed. Could she say it? Could she say that she and Yan Ye… Uh, it seed like they weren’t that innocent anymore. She had even… given him her first kiss and she was actually a girl.
“Well, actually, it’s not what you think!” Beiting Huang rubbed her nose and felt a little hot. If it weren’t for the mask, she wouldn’t have been able to explain herself.
“Little Ninth, what exactly were we thinking?” Xin Song asked in amusent. This little fellow was experienced in flirting with girls. Why was he embarrassed now?
“That’s right, Little Ninth. Tell , did His Highness the Night King bully you?
Did he force you to do sothing?” Dongfang Jiao waved his fist angrily. Hmph, if His Highness the Night King dared to do anything to him, he would definitely beat him to death. “Let tell you, Little Ninth, that brat, the Night King, is not interested in won at all. I’ve long suspected that he’s not a good person and likes n!”
“Huh? No way?” Nangong Qianxi exclaid and covered her mouth in disbelief. She looked at Beiting Huang nervously and stopped her with her eyes. She didn’t want Beiting Huang to follow these guards.
The guards were all sweating profusely. They almost wanted to cover their ears and announce to the entire continent that they did not hear anything. They were really afraid that the Night King would kill them without a thought after hearing these words.
Only Beiting Jing knew that Beiting Huang was actually not a boy. He looked at Beiting Huang nervously. Although he was worried, he still stood up to clarify for Beiting Huang. “Little Ninth is only learning alchemy from His Highness the Night King. What are you thinking? Even if His Highness the Night King likes n, so what? Is there a difference between n and won?”
Oh my, big brother, you’re too valiant! But aren’t you making things worse?
Dongfang Jiao, on the other hand, looked completely relaxed. She stared at Beiting Huang with a burning gaze and said in surprise, “Really? Little Ninth, is it true? So you like n too?”
If that was the case, did it an that he also had hope? No one knew how upset he had been during the days he had been separated from Little Ninth. He questioned his morality and taboos in his heart and this made him feel uneasy all day and night..
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