"Uncle … Did someone refine you into slag …" Wang Meng rubbed his eyes and rushed forward to pinch Feiyun's arms and shoulders. He was huge so his palms could wrap around Feiyun's head.
"Stop, I won't die." Feng Feiyun's hair was a mess from Wang Meng's pinching. He didn't mean any harm, he was just excited.
Wang Meng laughed and rubbed his hands together: "I told you that my Martial Uncle is so wise, he wouldn't die so easily."
At this time, many cultivators were gathered here. Feng Feiyun was the center of attention while the main characters of this battle, Prince Hongye and Yan Ziyu, were forgotten. After all, the news of the Divine King not dying was too shocking.
Su Yun and the scholar also came up to greet each other. They weren't too surprised and acted as if it was a normal meeting between good friends.
This was understandable. Feng Feiyun's escape plan could fool others, but it couldn't fool the scholar. They definitely knew that he wasn't dead.
Feng Feiyun felt a strong hostility and looked towards the direction. He saw a golden-robed man standing on top of a white jade staircase in the distance. It was Long Shenya.
He saw the mansion being turned into lava and the King's Order inside. He thought that Feng Feiyun was dead, so he didn't expect Feng Feiyun to appear unscathed. Moreover, Feng Feiyun had been jumping around for a few days without being able to recognize him.
"The underground gambling palace was destroyed by that bastard Feng Feiyun. I was wondering how there could be such a despicable person in this world. Damn it." Xiyue Anluan clenched his fists and really wanted to beat Feng Feiyun up.
Long Qingyang wore a purple robe and had misty eyes. His petite figure gazed at the sea of people from afar with a strange gleam in his eyes. "What a handsome young man. He'd look better if he took off his bamboo hat. Who the hell is he?"
"He's the number one genius of Jin, the youngest Divine King in the history of the dynasty, Feng Feiyun." Xiyue Anluan coldly said.
Long Qingyang's eyes became even brighter, like two twinkling stars.
Princess Luofu was standing in front of the tallest palace in the imperial city with a blazing cauldron next to her. Her eyes were as pretty as pearls while the forty-five strands of draconic energy around her shone even brighter. The breeze lifted her golden veil, revealing half of her face. The maids nearby were stunned.
She gazed at the imperial city and spoke with a voice that echoed across half of the capital: "The four Divine Consorts have ordered Feng Feiyun to remonstrate."
Her voice was like the cry of a divine phoenix, crisp and penetrating.
Feiyun could hear it from dozens of miles away. He turned around and looked towards the palace. The golden palace seemed to be floating in the sky with Princess Luofu's long hair fluttering in the wind. She stood there without moving like a jade statue, looking down on the world like an emperor.
Many people had the illusion that they were looking at an empress descending from the nine firmaments.
"The Divine King is still alive, yet the emperor didn't show up and instead told the four Divine Consorts to receive him. Looks like the emperor really isn't at the capital anymore." Feng Feiyun thought to himself.
The Skycosmos Palace was the largest palace in the imperial city and was the gateway to the Imperial Palace. Normally, if the Jin Emperor couldn't attend, then the court affairs would be held in the palace.
Although there were many experts in the imperial city, there weren't many who had the qualifications to enter the Sky Universe Hall.
At this moment, it was dusk. The sun was hovering above the majestic imperial city. Its golden brilliance was aimed at the front of the palace, painting a golden hue around Feng Feiyun's body.
Feng Feiyun took off his black robe and changed into a golden one. He wore the Divine King's crown on top of his head, looking quite heroic with a straight back. He walked straight into the palace and stared straight ahead. It was as if everyone here was not worth mentioning in his eyes.
What a joke, without the emperor here, the Divine King was the head of the royal clan. The four Divine Consorts were also one level lower.
As for the three directors, they were only on the same level as the Divine King. Plus, this was the imperial city, the territory of the royal clan, so they couldn't interfere too much.
Because of this, Feng Feiyun didn't need to look up to anyone.
The golden palace towered for one hundred meters. It was as if one was walking into a huge golden plaza.
The four Divine Consorts were all present and sat at the top. Each of them was beautiful and had a great cultivation. Their auras were unreachable, not something ordinary women could compare to.
From left to right, they were: Consort Ji, Consort Hua, Consort Beiming, and Consort Luofu.
Outside of the four, the ancestors of the royal clan, Crown Prince Long Shenya, Princess Luofu, and more than half of the officials in the court were present as well. This matter was clearly going to shake the entire court.
"Bring a seat to the Divine King."
Consort Hua had the highest status in the harem and was in charge of the Empress Order. She was the leader of the four Divine Consorts.
Two eunuchs brought a golden chair. Feng Feiyun didn't hesitate and directly sat down.
The atmosphere in the palace was quite strange. After a while, Consort Ji was the first to speak with a delicate and urgent tone: "Your Excellency, Yue 'er … is she still alive?"
Lingxuan had become haggard in the last few days and was in despair. However, Feng Feiyun's appearance rekindled her hope. Her pale and sickly complexion regained some color.
Feng Feiyun hesitated for a moment before speaking: "Cangyue, she … I'm sorry, Divine Consort, I didn't take good care of her."
Lingxuan was as if she was struck by lightning after hearing this. Her face became even paler as blood dripped down from her lips. Her black hair turned white in the blink of an eye.
Her white hair was even paler than her pale face.
Her face was still young like a sixteen or seventeen year old girl, but her heart was dead.
No one could understand her despair at this moment. There was no longer any light in her eyes.
Long Cangyue was naturally still alive, but he couldn't tell anyone about this right now. Feng Feiyun felt that this was too cruel to Lingxuan, so he decided that after leaving the palace, he would personally find her and tell her the truth.
Princess Luofu was standing behind Feng Feiyun. Despite the golden veil covering her face, one could still see the joy in her eyes: "Your Excellency, how did you escape from the mansion?
Who is attacking the Deity King's Mansion? "
Shenya started to get nervous. On the other hand, Beiming Old Fox was still calm and unruffled.
All of this was in Feng Feiyun's eyes. The old fox was indeed fearless. The older the ginger, the wiser.
"There's a secret passage in the Divine King's mansion that can cut through the seal of the formation. This king only managed to escape after paying a heavy price."
Feng Feiyun paused for a bit before continuing: "As for who is attacking the mansion, I don't know either. The culprit took a poison before infiltrating the mansion. Even if we capture them, they will immediately activate the poison in their body and turn into a pool of blood, leaving no traces behind."
Shenya heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this.
The reason why Feng Feiyun pretended not to know was because he knew that even if he found the old fox, he wouldn't be able to do anything to him. Instead, it would force the old fox to attack earlier and ruin his plans.
Feng Feiyun's words could make the old fox feel numb, giving him more time to prepare.
Moshou stroked his beard and pondered: "This is clearly the work of a top assassin. Outside of the Pinnacle Fate Ending Palace, no other assassin would dare to oppose the Divine King's mansion.
Hmph, what a lunatic. I suggest sending the Martial Army to wipe out the palace. "
The Grand Chancellor's faction agreed as well. All of them wanted to kill one to warn the others in order to preserve the dynasty. However, no one came up with a concrete plan, only shouting.
Feng Feiyun coldly watched on the side: "Correct!
That's right!
The world is vast, but all lands belong to the King.
However, no one knows where the palace's lair is. May I ask, sirs, if we can't even find their lair, how are we supposed to destroy them? "
"Umm …"
"The Dynasty's prestige cannot be challenged. The palace will be destroyed sooner or later."
"The Martial Army is invincible and can destroy the palace with a flick of a finger."
…
…
These were all meaningless words.
Feng Feiyun sneered in his mind: "Let's put this off for now.
Sirs, what do you think of my suggestion? "
"That's right!
This is a crucial time for the groom selection, we can't afford to be distracted. "
"The Divine King is wise."
"The Divine King is wise."
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…
Beiming Moshou smiled and narrowed his eyes: "Since the Divine King didn't die, you should have appeared earlier. You caused us old subjects to grieve for so many days in vain. Even now, the mourning cloth is still hanging in the residence."
The Furious Marquis said: "Your Excellency is already engaged to Princess Yue, how can you participate in the groom selection? This doesn't seem right!"
The Furious Marquis was also part of the Grand Chancellor's faction. He began to attack Feng Feiyun.
Another old man, one of the Nine Ministers, said solemnly, "This is indeed unethical. Princess Yue's corpse is not cold yet. You should build a tomb for her, wear mourning clothes, and guard the tomb for three years before you can remarry.
Otherwise, if Princess Yue knew about it in the afterlife, how sad would she be?
Please reconsider, Divine King! "
"Please reconsider, Divine King!"
"Please reconsider, Divine King!"
Moshou coughed and stroked his beard: "Your Excellency, you really didn't think this through. Even if you don't care about Princess Yue in the underworld, you still have to think about Divine Consort Ji's feelings!
Seeing the Divine Consort's hair turn white in a day, this old subject feels sad. The Divine King should spend more time with her and help the Divine Consort walk out of her sorrow. "
These people didn't want Feng Feiyun and Princess Luofu to have anything to do with each other. After all, if Feng Feiyun really became the groom and married the princess, then their alliance would increase the princess' chances of becoming the empress.
These people supported the crown prince's ascension. If the crown prince lost and the princess took over, then their fates would be miserable. A new ruler would have his own ministers. It was entirely possible for them to have their entire clans slaughtered by the princess. This was too common in history. That's why they wanted to stop Feiyun from participating in the groom competition.
Moshou was even more ruthless. He knew that Feng Feiyun and Ji Lingxuan had an ambiguous night together, but he still brought it up to threaten Feng Feiyun in order to force him to submit.