The Anarchic Consort (Book 1)

651-655

Helian Wei Wei drowsily asked, "What's the matter?"

Baili Jia Jue patted her on the back as he coaxed her, "Nothing, go back to sleep."

The two strands of hair were still adorably sticking out on top of Helian Wei Wei's head. However, she did not really register what was said. As her eyes became heavy, she turned to her side and instantly fell back into the dreamland.

Baili Jia Jue was displeased that she left his embrace, so he pulled her back and whispered, "Sleep here."

Helian Wei Wei liked sleeping together but she turned away as she sensed that he probably had something to do now. As she returned his unbelievably warm embrace, her eyes closed and she immediately fell asleep.

Shadow could not hear what was going on inside and did not dare to continue speaking so he continued to wait outside.

After Baili Jia Jue had coaxed her back to sleep, he opened the embroidered curtains, put on a pure black fur coat, and exited the chamber. He asked, "So, they've reached the Capital. What else?"

Shadow said, his head bowed, "Our informants in the Capital say that the Princess of Xuanyuan has come with the Crown Prince of Xuanyuan as well. It seems that they might be planning something."

"Alright, I understand." Baili Jia Jue looked unfazed by the news. Appearing extremely regal as usual, he continued, "According to tradition, when the messenger has entered the Capital, tributes should be collected before any talks begin."

With lowered eyes, Shadow replied, "Understood."

When the messenger from the Xuanyuan Kingdom heard the reply, he scoffed to himself despite appearing courteous. This Third Prince really thought that the War Dragon Empire is still the same as it used to be, he even has the gall to ask for tributes.

When Elder Xu Wu heard this, he touched his beard and said, "It seems that we've overestimated the world's greatest martial Qi master, Baili Jia Jue. He can win wars, but he seems clueless about diplomacy between nations. After we enter the palace tonight, he will realize how foolish it is to talk about tributes."

If Little Seven had heard these words, he definitely would have rolled his eyes at Elder Xu Wu. Why should Master be diplomatic? Neighboring countries meant nothing, as they were all merely vassal states to them. If they dared to be disobedient, they would be beaten to death. This was something that Third Brother had taught him from early on.

At nighttime, it began snowing heavily in the Capital. The tree branches were prettily adorned with snow and everywhere was covered in pure whiteness, even the sky and earth were one shade of white.

A few of the more conservative ministers felt greatly uneasy when they heard that the Third Prince asked for tributes. However, they did not dare to directly ask him and kept their anxiety to themselves. When the messenger from the Xuanyuan Kingdom arrived, they were exceptionally polite towards him.

Xiong Jing huffed loudly when he saw this. In his opinion, His Highness had made the right decision. Despite the current state of the Imperial Court, they should not seem like a pushover to others.

Inside the royal chamber, the palace servants were constantly carrying things in and out, but without seeming disorderly. They were all there to help Helian Wei Wei dress up for the day.

"Princess Consort, you're very beautiful," the little palace maid said this with utmost sincerity, as she stared at Helian Wei Wei's breathtaking reflection in the mirror. She was surprised by her fair, soft, and fragrant skin. Apart from her looks, she had a laidback air about her that none could imitate. When the Princess Consort turned to look at them she had that mischievous smile, as usual. As she raised her phoenix eyes, the onlookers' heart began to race.