Chapter 37: Unconventional Arrogance

  Baili Chenyuan's slender fingers stroked the smooth surface of the jade, and under his mask, eyes as pure as morning dew flashed with a hint of evil light, igniting intense interest.

  He's indeed his favorite little guy, domineering enough, arrogant enough, and evil enough, he likes it.

  Especially that queen-like attitude of looking down on the world made him want to burst out laughing, it was really too characteristic and too cute.

  "You——" The long golden armor pointed directly at Leng Ziyue's nose, the Empress Dowager was so angry that her chest heaved up and down, her old face flushed red with rage. Even when competing with other women in the harem for the favor of the late Emperor, no one had ever dared to be so presumptuous as to defy her. Leng Ziyue, this woman, cannot be tolerated.

  A useless chess piece, with a fate of being destroyed.

  "Haha, this is indeed the case of 'the emperor is not in a hurry, but the eunuchs are anxious to death'. Are you, Empress Dowager?" The slightly raised and obviously prolonged tone was filled with thick sarcasm. Cold Zhiyue's clear eyes fell on the Empress Dowager's face, causing her to involuntarily shudder all over, almost falling off her chair.

  That's arrogant, extremely arrogant provocation, she calculated that you wouldn't dare to do anything to her.

  "Bring her down to my house, she will be executed immediately." She was the majestic Empress Dowager, how could she let a lowly woman trample on her head, her whole body trembling with rage, biting her silver teeth to pieces.

  All the officials were stunned at this moment, first because of Leng Ziyue's queen-like demeanor, and then because of the Empress Dowager's anger. For a while, the entire Imperial Garden was as silent as a cicada in winter, with no one daring to speak up.

  Neither of them could help but wonder if Leng Xueyu had gone mad, considering how much the Empress Dowager doted on her. Yet she dared to mock the Empress Dowager in such a disrespectful manner - wasn't that just asking for trouble?

  She stood still, not even daring to breathe, her eyes fixed on Leng Zhiyue's face had almost turned into a fierce gaze, yet she didn't see the slightest hint of fear or terror on her stunningly beautiful face. She just stood there, dazzling under the sunlight, exuding an inexplicable regal aura.

  The guards with swords had not yet approached Leng Xue's body, but when they saw her smiling face, they felt a chill run from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads, and they couldn't help but want to turn around and run away.

  "Are you trying to intimidate me?" The fiery red dress shone dazzlingly in the sunlight, and the exquisite face with its delicate features and piercing eyes gleamed with an air of invincibility. Cold Zhiyue crossed her arms over her chest, gazing at the silent Emperor, a faint smile playing on her lips as she said, "It seems that the rule about not interfering in politics doesn't apply to the imperial harem in Qi Yue Country. I wonder if anyone recognizes this little thing."

  A snow-white arm was raised high, and a bright red cloud sleeve slid down the jade arm. Only then did the deep purple butterfly jade pendant shine brightly in the sunlight, with intricate and unique patterns scattered all over it, vivid and lifelike.

  "The purple butterfly phoenix ring of the Hidden Clan is a symbol of identity that only the young ladies of the aristocratic families within the clan can possess, and no one can imitate it." Baili Chenyuan slightly curled up his rose-colored sensual thin lips, and his low, pleasant magnetic voice echoed in the Imperial Garden, lingering for a long time.

  He didn't know that his little guy was actually related to the Hidden Clan.

  Leng Xueyun looked in the direction of the sound, her beautiful eyebrows slightly furrowed, and for some reason, she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity towards him, as if they had met before.

  He was clad in a fiery red brocade robe that wrapped around his tall and straight physique, with golden silk threads outlining soaring eagles at the cuffs, fluttering gently in the breeze. His raven hair fell naturally to his shoulders, like a waterfall flowing down. Those clear eyes, like morning dew, gazed at her with a hint of dizziness and warmth, accompanied by a faint smile.

  Who is he?

  Once again, Leng Xue asked herself.

  Phoenix Mountain, maple forest, the silhouettes of two men in red clothes gradually overlap, with a spin, she is so crazy to take off the jade mask on the face of the man opposite her, and see his true appearance.

  The Blood King's words were like a stone that stirred up a thousand waves, and the crowd's gaze towards Leng Ziyue was filled with inquiry and reverence.

  The Hui nationality has not appeared in any of the five countries for nearly forty years, and such a jade pendant appears in Leng Ziyue's hand, representing what, is counted by individuals.

  "Your Majesty, I have met the fourth miss of the Zhong Junhou House several times and can be said to understand her. However... recently, no matter how I look at this young lady in front of me, she is not the same as the Fourth Miss from before... somehow..." Empress Xiao said intermittently, with a tone of doubt in her words, leaving others to guess what she meant.

  The Empress Dowager heard this, stroking her chest, and said: "Your Majesty, I have often had Yu'er come to the palace to chat with me in the past, and I also feel that this girl's temperament has become too strange recently, I don't know..."

  "It seems that the Empress Dowager and the Queen are suspecting my identity. Indeed, after that fall from the Vermilion Bird Tower, my brain has become particularly useless. I was so stupid back then, unable to distinguish between good and bad people, and even helped others count their money after being sold out. You guys say, shouldn't someone like her be dead?"

  Leng Ziyue smiled faintly, shaking her head and swaying her body, speaking vividly and with a few hints of coquetry, breathtakingly beautiful.

  "Fortunately, heaven has opened its eyes, since I didn't die from such a great height, I should live well and slowly take revenge. You guys say, isn't that right?"

  The Empress Dowager was choked by these words and her face turned iron-green. Her hands trembled even more violently, she was cursing in a low voice.

  "The noble lady of the Zhongjunhou Mansion, my mother's name is Changsun Youyou. She was a first-rank imperial concubine appointed by the Emperor himself. This jade pendant was left to me by my mother. When I was born, I had a birthmark on my body. If I were an imposter, I'm sure no one could have fabricated that too!" Leng Ziyue blinked innocently, but this welcoming banquet was not going to end well for those who owed her. One by one, they would be dealt with.

  She's just arrogant, who can do anything about her anyway.

  "Then bring out your evidence." Empress Xiao swallowed hard, looking into the eyes of the former empress dowager, and sternly said to Leng Ziyue.

  "Your Majesty, I was born in the palace that year. My mother gave birth to me here, and it just so happened that the one who delivered me was Your Majesty's wet nurse. If you call her out, she can verify whether I am true or false." Xiu Mei raised an eyebrow, casually choosing a vacant seat in the front row to sit down, her phoenix eyes slightly lowered, waiting for an answer.

  At that time, Changsun Youyou was not only a renowned beauty, but also because of her excellent painting skills, she was often invited into the palace to paint portraits of the former Empress Chuning, this matter was known only to him.

  She was indeed pregnant and gave birth to Leng Ziyue in the palace.

  "Transmitting the milk maiden." The Moon Emperor looked at Leng Ziyue, his eyes flashing with uncertainty. She and her mother were two completely different styles of women, both stunningly beautiful, but she was more captivating than her mother.

  After a stick of incense, Leng Ziyue revealed the butterfly birthmark on her arm, which perfectly matched the shape and position described by the wet nurse. She was indeed Leng Ziyue herself.

  Leng Zhen wasn't without his suspicions that the current Leng Cui was not his daughter, he remembered that birthmark, and he had even smiled at her mother saying their daughter was the most beautiful, that butterfly-shaped birthmark vividly lifelike, as if it were about to fly, beautifully lively.

  "Two people are satisfied." Leng Ziyue sneered, thinking that they could get rid of her so easily, how naive.

  The mark of the hidden clan is quite useful, Ice Aunt once said that the butterfly birthmark on her arm was caused by her mother using medicine to cover up the blood phoenix birthmark on her chest, which can be removed with medicine later.

  Leng Xueyu won't return to the Hidden Clan, but she can utilize the privileges of being a member of the Hidden Clan, such as not needing to pay homage to any king and having the power to intimidate people. Her unconventional arrogance also makes her uncontrollable.

  "Leng Ai Qing, get up and take your seat. Today is the welcoming banquet for the Blood King, don't let this small matter ruin the mood. Drink what you should drink, sing what you should sing." Yue Di gave a slanted glance to the two of them, telling them to behave themselves.

  "Thank you, Your Majesty." Leng Zhen stood up from the ground, his knees slightly trembling. He had never known that Long Sun Youyou was a person of the hidden tribe. Was it also because of this point that Leng Ziyue's temperament changed greatly? Or was there someone behind her who taught her?

  One problem after another plagued him, leaving him restless.

  Baili Chenyuan stared intently at Leng Ziyue sitting across from him, picked up the wine cup on the table, and raised it towards her. A clean and refreshing smile spread across his transparent eyes, exceptionally bright, intoxicating beyond compare.

  "Awesome." Leng Xueye's eyebrows furrowed slightly, her pink lips parted, and judging from the shape of her lips, these two words were indeed correct.

  They don't even know each other, what's the basis for her to pay for his bill?

  Situ Wushuang originally thought that this wine party was not quite peaceful, what he didn't expect was that it had already become so intense from the very beginning, wouldn't it be even more interesting later on? With anticipation, he drank the wine in his cup.