C12

Luo Family —

The sky grew white in the east, and the winds blew and the clouds moved.

From the Yin hour onwards, over a thousand people from Luo Family had gathered here, waiting for the return of their great Young Miss Luo Family.

This was the first time since the founding of the Profound Palace that the memorial for the crippled of Luo Family was rejected.

Thus, Luo Qingwan regained her identity as the direct daughter of Luo Family.

"Look, she's back!"

Someone pointed at a distant imperial carriage and shouted, "Finally, the worship ceremony is over!"

Luo Qingwan rode her Raging Flame Horses and after a night's time, she had returned to the Luo Family that was a thousand kilometers away.

"Luo Family Sect Leader and the rest of the family pays their respects to the Royal Consort!" Thousands of people kneeled in unison. The one kneeling in front was her father, Luo Xiaotian.

Since the king and his subjects were different, even if the person who gave birth to her was someone else, she could only be his servant.

The only one who did not kneel was the well-dressed Third Miss of the Luo Family, Luo Qingmeng.

"Meng'er!" Luo Qingmeng's mother, Mrs Liu, tugged at her, but she managed to shake her off.

"A piece of trash, an ugly woman, a slut who has been tainted by someone, what right does she have to make this wangfei kneel?!" Luo Qingmeng raised her head and puffed out her chest. When she met Luo Qingwan's gaze, the mockery in her eyes intensified.

Everyone in the square held their breath as they knelt, waiting for the arrival of the storm.

She was an ugly trash, but she was Regent's Consort!

"A concubine, a shrew, and a woman who has been taken as a concubine by an eight-year-old child, what right do you have to kneel in front of me?!" A devilish smile rippled from her lips, connecting with the scar on her face.

From what she could remember, there was no such thing as the most arrogant one in her world.

With a cold snort, the Flame Horses beneath her half kneeled in unison, shocking the people in the front row once again.

Gritting her teeth, she walked over to the only woman who stood there looking at her. Luo Qingwan's face was brimming with a devilish smile.

"I won't let you off!" Luo Qingmeng didn't dare to touch her in the slightest under the attentive gazes of a thousand people. Even though she already hated her to the core, she could only bear with it.

Just because she could endure it didn't mean that others could as well.

"The emperor calls me his imperial mother, so you should do the same. After all, etiquette cannot be wasted, right, nephew wife?" Luo Qingwan's simple sentence had successfully aroused Luo Qingmeng's murderous intent.

She walked past Luo Qingmeng's trembling body and stood in front of Luo Qingrou.

"You only have one chance. If you can't get up, then kneel and let others trample on you!"

Luo Qingrou suddenly raised her head and looked up at the woman in front of her.

Luo Family had rearranged the courtyard for her. The house from before had already been set on fire by her.

This place was only one wall away from the Luo Family Divine Hall's' Scripture Pavilion '. This was also a symbol of one's Luo Family identity.

"Huan'er, watch the door. No one is allowed to enter until I return!" Luo Qingwan had someone prepare a cart full of fresh bamboo for it, enough for it to eat all morning.

The Sacred Storage Pavilion was a forbidden area for Luo Family. Apart from the Patriarch, everyone else who stepped in would die!

Luo Qingwan glanced at the opened stone door, smiled indifferently and stepped in.

In the most dangerous places, the loot was often the greatest.

Tomorrow, she would marry into the palace. Before she left, she had to bring something with her, or it would no longer be Luo Qingwan's style.

The dark Scripture Pavilion was covered in spiderwebs, and the heavy wooden door was ajar. Through the gap in the door, she could smell the rotten smell of rotten wood.

~ Is this really the Luo Family Divine Hall Scripture Pavilion?

Since she was already here, she couldn't just empty-handed return.

She covered her nose with her sleeve as she pushed the door open, but she still took a few breaths, and her chest felt like it was about to throw up.

She hated herself for her weak body. She swore that she would become strong in the shortest amount of time!

"This container is really not that great, but it's still a living thing, so let's just use it." The sharp voice resounded in the air, causing people to feel the pain in their teeth.

"Who, come out!" Luo Qingwan held her breath as she looked towards the source of the sound. What she saw was actually a ball of mist.

No wonder she felt like she was being watched by a pair of eyes the moment she opened the door. So there really was someone here.

"Hahaha." You are that ugly female good-for-nothing, Royal Consort? "Luo Qingmeng is not lying at all." The sound rang out again, but it was the mist moving.

If it was a normal person seeing this scene, they would have thought that they were dreaming. But she wasn't.

"I don't know what you are, but I'm sure of one thing." As Luo Qingwan approached the ball of mist, she saw that numerous balls formed this ball of mist, and that was where the sound had come from.

Male, age unknown, identity unknown, physical appearance unknown. The observation skills that he was once proud of were now useless.

"What do you know?" The Fog seemed to be interested, and the tone of her voice changed to something else. It lacked a certain ethereal quality, and seemed to be whispering into her ear.

"I know... You are not human! " Although she didn't have the slightest bit of strength, Luo Qingwan's aim was to scatter these small balls.

"Nonsense!" Little girl, since you are fortunate enough to be my vessel, I will tell you who I am. Listen carefully, I am Gu, Jiu, Tian! " After dispersing, the ball began to reform again, turning into an egg-sized ball.

"I don't know him!"

"Bang." The egg landed on the ground and jumped up again, raising it to a level with Luo Qingwan.

Strangely, she could actually feel his anger, as well as the destructive energy radiating from his body.

All the tables, chairs, books, and miscellaneous objects in the hall had formed a whirlpool, dancing and clamoring.

"If that's the case, can you still say that you don't know me, Gu Jiutian?"

So it turned out that he was trying to prove his strength to her.

"Actually, it's not hard for you to let me know. Come out with me and prove it." Her frail body slightly trembled in the wind, and only Luo Qingwan knew that her life was in the hands of this egg before her. If she wanted to live, then she must be wise.

"No, I can't survive without containers under the sun!" Eggs rejected her suggestion. Her fate depended on this egg.

"What if I can find you a better container?"

Coming out of the Scripture Pavilion, Luo Qingwan wrapped an egg-shaped object in her outer garment and returned to her room. She didn't expect that this old thing would be tricked one day.

Gu Jiutian was an expert who was in the same generation as her grandfather a few decades ago. It was said that he had Qi deviation and died, but she didn't expect him to be hiding in the Luo Family's Scripture Pavilion.

He was the legend of that era, a dark elemental fire illusionist. He was a genius that even the royal family feared, yet he died in one move during his advancement.

"You ugly girl, why are you still not giving me the container?!" Eggs were jumping around in his clothes, but he didn't dare to come out.

"Gu Jiutian, it was in vain for you to believe such a lie as a grandmaster." Luo Qingwan sat on the bed, breathing heavily. That sound just now had consumed too much of her strength.

"You're even more vicious than that Hua Chi." The "infatuation" in his words was Luo Qingmeng.

"Thank you for your praise!" A certain girl calmly accepted it.