Nian Shutong, portraying Lady Butterfly, was a bit surprised by the Chuan Family Master’s words, but she seed to have taken a liking to him imdiately. Without much hesitation, she even called upon Mr. Yu to be the witness, and the two of them simply signed a contract.
As for the details, they would be discussed later.
Lady Butterfly’s cooperation with the Chuan family had caught many eyes. While most of the won were happy, the n thought more deeply, sensing that the Chuan family was gearing up for a significant move.
After speaking with the Chuan Family Master for a while, Nian Shutong finally made her way over to Dou Dou and sat down to rest for a bit.
On the other side, the Chuan Family Master was also dragged aside by his younger brother, who excitedly said, "Big brother, you’re incredible. It was indeed the right decision for dad to make you the Family Head."
"It’s an ingenious series of moves that astound ."
The Chuan Family Master, seeing his self-delighted brother, patted him on the shoulder and said with profound aning, "Just focus on your designing."
Everything else, just stay alive.
Oh, this foolish younger brother, couldn’t he see? Lady Butterfly was rely waiting for him to co to her. She wasn’t unwilling to sell; she was intent on selling on her own terms, seeking to control the negotiations.
Even if the Chuan Family Master saw through this, tempted by the allure of silks, he willingly took the bait.
Regardless, it was a result that satisfied both parties.
On the other side, Nian Shutong felt the sa sentint. She had originally portrayed herself as aloof, not expecting to have such an imdiate connection and enjoyable conversation.
It was rely that both individuals shared the sa purpose.
By this ti, the party was drawing to a close.
Apart from so who were engrossed in ancient books and paintings, people were beginning to prepare to leave.
However, just at this mont, the Yu family’s old butler hurried in from outside, nearly running to find Mr. Yu.
Upon seeing his steady old butler so agitated, Mr. Yu imdiately realized sothing had happened.
"Has the Insect Race broken through?"
"No! Lord, the Emperor and Empress are here!"
"As long as it’s not the Insect Race, it’s fine. Who cares about... Wait, who did you say?"
Mr. Yu couldn’t believe his ears and asked again, but the response did not co from his old butler, rather from a voice at the door.
"Yu Renhe, you’re not being very courteous. There are such fine calligraphy and paintings here, and you didn’t think to show them to ?"
"Indeed, we’ve spent ti together in the sa trenches."
A majestic male voice and a jesting female voice halted all those ready to leave, and they all spoke up.
"Your Majesty, Your Highness."
There were no kneeling salutations, but all bowed in respect.
The ones who entered the door were none other than the Emperor and the Empress, followed by soone familiar to Nian Shutong, Xiong Da.
However, Xiong Da was now playing the role of a bodyguard without a sideways glance. As the Emperor and Empress finished speaking, and while everyone was bowing, there stood out two individuals who were particularly noticeable—Nian Shutong and Xia Tian.
Fortunately, they both reacted, albeit a bit slower, and made their bows. But before they could finish, the Emperor spoke up.
"Rise, everyone, rise. We are just here to join the festivities; don’t be restrained."
Everyone got up, and Mr. Yu stepped forward to first bow to the Emperor and Empress, then speak.
"Alright, rise now."
The Emperor did not treat Mr. Yu as an outsider. As the Empress had said, they were once comrades in the sa trench and saw no need for formality.
Mr. Yu, too, kept it brief, not overly distant, yet not taking undue liberty with their bond, speaking with proper decorum.
The arrival of the Emperor and Empress brought a new highlight to the party, stirring up excitent again, yet, amidst the buzz, there was an orderly atmosphere.
The Emperor and Empress, in fact, wanted to see Xia Tian and also to get a look at the so-called Boss Nian he ntioned, to see what kind of person she really was.
A woman who could single-handedly take on the Nian Family, bring down the Chi Family, and even win so admiration from the Crown Prince, the two of them were indeed quite curious.
However, after chatting with Mr. Yu, they realized that they had co incognito today, presumably to sell this silk.
Thinking of the three rolls of fabric Xia Tian had brought back, the Empress thought it wasn’t bad for Xia Tian to follow Mr. Nian, at least he could gain a broad range of experiences.
The two didn’t plan to stay long; after admiring so calligraphy and paintings, they prepared to leave.
Mr. Yu and the others stood up to see them off. The Emperor and Empress didn’t say much and headed toward the exit. When they reached the doorway, the Empress glanced in Xia Tian’s direction.
At that mont, Xia Tian was pouring water for Dou Dou to drink.
"What’s wrong?"
The Emperor, noticing the Empress had stopped, asked in confusion, didn’t they agree not to disturb Xia Tian and the rest? They had co in secret.
At this ti, the Empress was just staring at Dou Dou, who was that child?
Could it be Xia Tian’s... son?
He looked so much like the Emperor when he was a child, though he did share so resemblance to Xia Tian, it was not much.
The Empress’s first thought was that he was Xia Tian’s son, but Xia Tian was only sixteen years old, could it be possible?
"It’s nothing, let’s go."
The Empress withdrew her gaze and followed the Emperor back.
Once the two were aboard the Flying Device, the Empress imdiately started searching through her Space Button, pulling out a photograph.
"Oh, why are you taking that out again? Just tell whatever you want, would I not give it to you? There’s no need to keep using a photo of a three-year-old showing his butt to threaten ."
The Empress completely ignored the Emperor’s sarcasm, just staring at the photo, recalling Dou Dou’s features, they really were almost identical.
She lifted her head, her eyes solemnly fixed on the Emperor, and asked in a sowhat low voice, "You haven’t had a secret child behind my back, have you?"
The Emperor placed his hand on the Empress’s forehead and said, "You don’t have a fever, what nonsense are you talking about?"
"Where would I find the ti for that? Even if I did, I wouldn’t dare, you’d break my legs, and I can’t beat you."
The Emperor sounded aggrieved, lacking any imperial dignity.
The Empress concurred with a nod, adding, "Right, so could he really be Xia Tian’s?"
"That brat, only sixteen and he babbled on all day yesterday with nonsense, why didn’t he ntion such an important matter!"
The Empress’s words left the Emperor across from her completely bewildered, what did she an?
Why had the contradiction shifted to Xia Tian now? Weren’t they talking about himself?
"What are you talking about?"
The Empress didn’t answer but instead asked a question, her gaze drifting downward, settling on a particular triangular area.
The Emperor grew nervous and shifted a little to the side, saying, "You can’t hit there, we have an agreent."
"Get out of here! I’m trying to talk to you seriously." The Empress leaned forward slightly and whispered, "Could you manage it at sixteen?"
"?"
The Emperor was thoroughly confused, what kind of topic jump was this? He couldn’t keep up, even with the speed of a spaceship.
"No, wait!"
The Empress suddenly smacked the Emperor’s head and then backed away, raising one hand and muttering to ensure accuracy.
"Sixteen, fifteen, fourteen, it could even be thirteen."
"Your Majesty, could you manage it at thirteen?"
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