Chapter 1768 - Side Story: Xue&##039;er And Xun&##039;er (11)

Chapter 1768: Side Story: Xue’er And Xun’er (11)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“Servants!”
Once Concubine Liu had ordered the guards to be dragged away, a vicious light flashed in her eyes. “I want to see His Imperial Highness!”
The Imperial Study.
A man dressed in bright yellow robes was seated at the desk, evaluating a memorandum. Suddenly, someone announced sharply outside the study, “Your Imperial Majesty, the Imperial Concubine requests an audience.”
When Zuo Long heard the announcement, he knitted his brows slightly and replied indifferently, “Let her in.”
As You command.”
Once he had spoken, the study’s door burst open and a weeping beauty rushed into the room. She threw herself down on the ground and knelt in front of Zuo Long before she spoke pitifully, “Your Imperial Highness, you have to grant me justice.”
Zuo Long rose to his feet and quickly walked towards Concubine Liu. He helped her to her feet and asked with concern, “Beloved concubine, what happened? You can tell Us. We will grant you justice.”
“Your Imperial Highness, Feng Qianhuan had picked up a gigolo from who knows where and though that gigolo doesn’t belong to any organization, his powers were substantial. He had injured Qianqian in front of the Imperial guards and fractured Qianqian’s finger. Please, Imperial Highness, grant Qianqian justice.”
“What?”
Zuo Long’s expression sank. He suddenly fell silent and a peculiar light flashed in his eyes. “Beloved concubine, We will grant you justice! Since it was Feng Qianhuan’s companion who had hurt Qianqian, We will catch that man and bring him back for you to deal with him.”
“Imperial Highness.”
Concubine Liu noticed that Zuo Long had not mentioned anything about punishing Feng Qianhuan and an unwillingness rose from her heart. “How should we deal with Feng Qianhuan? If it had not been for her, Qianqian would never have run into such trouble.”
“Now that you’ve mentioned this, Concubine Liu, We must warn you. From now on, you must treat Qianhuan and her brother a little better. Don’t make things difficult for them.” A slightly reserved glint appeared in Zuo Long’s eyes as he continued slowly, “A while back, a Spirit Sect disciple had sent a pill over. Impressively, that pill was widely-known in the West Spirit Mainland twenty years ago and was that genius woman, Gu Ruoyun’s legacy! She had single-handedly defeated the Immortal Realm back then! We heard that the Spirit Sect’s Honorable Sir Qianqi is Gu Ruoyun’s great-uncle so it’s not out of the ordinary for the Spirit Sect to have her pills.”
Gu Ruoyun was an immortal legend on the mainland.
Even a three-year-old child would know about her name. Even after twenty years, her name has not faded with the passage of time. Instead, her fame has spread even further! Besides, Zuo Long had heard that Gu Ruoyun and her husband were no longer humans but have already ascended to become Martial Gods!
The pills she had left behind were naturally particularly valuable. Under most circumstances, the Spirit Sect would only award their most outstanding disciples with one of them.
“Imperial Highness, did You say that the Spirit Sect disciple has gifted us with a pill?” Concubine Liu’s gaze lit up as her eyes flashed with greed. “Why would the Spirit Sect do such a thing? The Vermillion Bird Country is nothing compared to the geniuses of the Spirit Sect!”
Zuo Long looked at Concubine Liu and replied faintly, “That pill is an engagement gift. That genius from the Spirit Sect has somehow fallen for Feng Qianhuan and wants to take her as his wife. With the Spirit Sect’s support, do you think that Feng Qianhuan is someone that you can touch? That’s not all, We want to change her surname to ‘Zuo’ now to bring glory upon the Vermillion Bird Country.”
Once, Zuo Long had believed that Feng Qianhuan’s crimson hair and scarlet eyes were a sign of bad luck. Hence, in order to avoid being affected by the bad luck, he had issued an order that Feng Qianhuan does not have the right to bear his surname.