C9 Cupid Candle

Adepts focused on genetic mutation, not inheritance.

Although Yi Qian was ambitious, he did not have a superpower.

Without the identity of a mystic mage, he was a lot less powerful than his father – because he was not someone blessed by God.

For this, Yi Qian almost hated the fact that he had lost his intestines.

In order to improve his own strength, Yi Qian had worshipped a lot of master teachers since childhood to train his martial arts. He did not have any mana, but he was a martial arts genius. After many years of hard work, his swordsmanship was brilliant and he was a top expert.

"Greetings, Your Highness!" When the civil and military ministers saw the crown prince, they respectfully greeted him. As this was not an official occasion, he did not offer the crown prince any formal greetings, but only kneeled down.

Guan Xiaoyu was a modern person, and she had been brought to the mountain not long after she had arrived. She had almost never been in this world before, so she didn't have the concept of being uncourteous at all. In addition, due to their extraordinary status as Arcanists, ordinary people would not be able to accept their respect.

As a result, when everyone was a bit shorter, only Guan Xiaoyu and the plate stood upright like javelins. Guan Xiaoyu stood out the most because of her snow-white robe. Constant! Light!

Yi Qian's gaze swept across them and met Guan Xiaoyu's gaze.

"Yi Qian is here today to eat wedding wine, my lords, there is no need to stand on ceremony. Congratulations on your wedding, Cousin. I also wish the Madam of the Auxiliary Nation a strong and healthy life! " Yi Qian's gaze swept across Guan Xiaoyu. The first part of his words was directed at the officials, while the second part was directed at the old mistress.

The wife that the Senior Marquis had married was the younger sister of the current emperor's former empress. At that time, the Marquis' Mansion was still flourishing with talents and each of them had the courage to fight. In order to win over the house of the Marquis family, the old emperor had pointed out the Empress's sister to the Senior Marquis, so according to the relationship between relatives, this Che Lingjun and Yi Qian were cousins.

However, both sisters were fortunate and both of them died a long time ago.

As for the madame of a supporting country, she was the title of the old mistress of the carriage. As I said before, she had followed her husband to the battlefield in her early days, and had rendered meritorious service in the battlefield. However, she remembered the duke's manor's kindness. She had always thought of herself as the old mistress of the manor, and those who were close to her usually called her Old Lady Che.

At this time, Yi Qian spoke like this, trying to get close to his family and friends, indicating that although the Hou Mansion was no longer as it used to be, the royal family had not forgotten their intentions.

The old lady wanted to politely welcome Yi Qian in, but this Yi Qian was quite tactful.

"Old madam, there is no need to be courteous. I see that many of the lords sitting in front of me are Yi Qian's uncles and uncles, all of them are meritorious ministers of the Wood Country. It's rare for all of you to get together, so I won't bother you guys by going in.

With that, he cast a meaningful glance at Guan Xiaoyu and left.

It was so lively that the gongs, drums, and firecrackers of welcoming the bride had long passed. Even when the sun had set and the bride and groom had not come out to greet the bride and groom, Chief Qi announced the start of the banquet.

Thinking about it, this bride had a malady on her face and her legs were inconvenient, and the groom was delirious. If she were to bow, who knew what kind of joke she would be making?

All of the lords had clear thoughts in their hearts.

Originally, many people had come to see the commotion, but the Emperor had actually sent the crown prince to personally congratulate them and even used the title of madame to pressure them. This meant that this marriage had gained the recognition of the imperial family.

No one was willing to crease the name of Hou Mansion at this time, because they all had a tacit understanding to not mention this matter. Everyone was happy to sit down and continue chatting merrily.

Guan Xiaoyu was not in the mood to deal with these false etiquette, so she took a Mystical Master's leave and left without a word.

He had wanted to find a quiet place to meditate and calm himself, but when he passed by the back garden, he unexpectedly heard a strange sound from the scenic mountain.

"Aiya, General, you don't have to act like this. If you continue, I'll scream!"

"What's your name? You invited me here!" This general has a strong body, so it just so happens that I have to comfort Madam from her loneliness. "

He whined.

"General, don't do it anymore. I still have some important matters to attend to!"

"What serious matter could compare to this correction? Hurry up and make me …" The voice trailed off.

Guan Xiaoyu didn't want to hear this at first. In her previous life, she had seen too many movies, so she was not interested in a reality show that didn't have much skill involved. However, there was one word that attracted her attention.

She stepped out of the shade of the tree and peered through the narrow opening.

The woman was her husband's concubine, Dong Qing Er, as expected. The man was dressed in purple and was one of the young masters of a noble family who came with Crown Prince Yi.

He seemed to be some Ximen He. He was very young, perhaps only sixteen or seventeen years old. He was the Emperor's newly conferred mighty general.

Speaking of this Xi Men He, he was also a huge joke.

The Ximen family was originally an old aristocrat of the Mu Country, but just like the Che family, their talents were waning and only two brothers remained in this generation.

Elder brother Ximen Yue had rendered great military merits for the motherland.

On the other hand, his younger brother, Xi Men He, was a useless person. He was greedy for money and sex, fought with chickens and dogs in the capital all day, walked around the brothels with a bunch of similarly inert children, and bullied men and women.

Ximen Yue loved his only brother very much. The ministers would usually not make things difficult for him, his only brother, on account of his ancestors and for the sake of his defense of the country.

When Crown Prince Yi Qian wanted to usurp power, many ministers were well aware of this fact. Yi Qian was anxious to cultivate his own forces, but his personality was irascible, he did not have any shrewdness, and he had an advisor, Liang Dong, in his house.

Liang Dong had come up with an idea for him to promote the young general and let Xi Men He into the fray during the war between Mu and Shui Guo.

He only knew how to bully the weak. Originally, he had thought that he would die for sure, and had almost wet his pants in fear before the battle had even started.

However, he did not know what kind of luck he had gotten. He was a coward, and the army of the Water Country was even more useless. In just a few moves, he was completely defeated.

The old emperor was delirious, but he did not completely lose his rationality. In order to comfort Xi Men Yue and let him continue to serve the country, he openly conferred the title of a mighty general on Xi Men He.

Ximen He did not know what had happened. He had thought that the battlefield was just like that. The reason why others said such things was only because they were too useless.

His self-confidence grew day by day. Every day, he would dress up and strut around the capital, showing off his might. Whenever he met someone, he would say how he thought about his father. It was really funny.

Guan Xiaoyu listened to their plan and quietly left the backyard.

Great!

She had already warned Dong Qing'er!

He didn't expect Dong Qing Er to be so impatient.

If you refuse to walk on the path of a mountain gate, you will cast the gates of hell!

It seemed like she needed to make an example for the big guys.

That night, the noise in the front yard gradually died down. Guan Xiaoyu was in the tent, looking through the account books and thinking hard about the countermeasures.

A servant came in and reported, "Ninth Master, the miss, Moon, who is serving in your yard, requests an audience."

All the servants and servants of a wealthy family knew that an account was an important place. Normally, it was not to be easily disturbed unless something urgent happened.

When Guan Xiaoyu heard this, she was stunned, "What's the matter?"

The servant carefully observed her expression and whispered, "Miss didn't say."

Guan Xiaoyu then summoned Moon, but the young duke's attendant came to invite her. She said that the young duke had prepared some side dishes in his own yard and invited him over for a drink.

Guan Xiaoyu had been busy with business lately, and she hadn't seen him since that night.

Thinking back to that night when the two of them spent time together, Guan Xiaoyu's face unconsciously revealed a gentle smile. Her heart softened as she threw down her account book and left with the Moon Cleansing Bottle.

When they arrived at the small courtyard where the young duke lived, they saw bright red window flowers and red silk everywhere. The small courtyard was quiet. Under the silvery white moonlight, there was a hint of gentleness.

There were indeed dishes and wine in the room. Who knew where the fake bride had been carried away to? The young duke was sitting alone.

It was likely that the madame did not want the young duke to be too wronged, and could not go out to pay her respects. The young duke was now dressed entirely like a groom. He was dressed in a wedding robe with a huge red flower on his chest.

In the main hall, a pair of arm-sized red candles were burning.

The young duke sat alone in front of the bed. His originally incomparably handsome face appeared even more gentle and flirtatious under the red candle light.

Guan Xiaoyu suddenly thought of the three lucky events of ancient life — the time when he met his old friends, married women, and got the gold medal.

The moonlight was hazy, and the atmosphere was just right.

Such a scene made her feel deeply moved.

However, that was only limited to the young duke not speaking …

"You, why didn't you come to see me?" The young duke's face turned red as soon as he opened his mouth, perhaps thinking of the embarrassing incident from that night.

Guan Xiaoyu laughed! The peaceful atmosphere from before was gone.

"Why should I come to see you? I'm too busy doing business!"

"I don't care. Today is our wedding night!"

Too many things had happened in the past two days. If the young duke hadn't mentioned this, she would have forgotten that today was a day of great joy for the young duke.

"Then what do you want?"

"I, I, I …" Didn't you promise grandma that you would give me a son within a year? " After mumbling for a long time, Che Lingjun finally spoke.

Young duke, you really are a straightforward person!

"So what?" Guan Xiaoyu picked up the wine glass on the table and gave a faint smile.

The young duke slowly got down from his bed and gathered up his courage to take Guan Xiaoyu's hand. His beautiful eyes gazed at her like spring water as he approached but didn't dare speak.

Guan Xiaoyu had originally wanted to tease him about the last time, but he had shown such sincerity instead. It had touched the softest string in her heart.

"I know I'm very funny. I also know that you're laughing at me. Everyone else is laughing at me." After a long while, seeing that Guan Xiaoyu didn't reject his intimacy, he finally spoke up.

"But, I am not afraid! Ever since I was young, my grandma told me that I was an untalented person, and that I was not allowed to practice martial arts. She also didn't want me to study literature, and other than finding a master to teach me how to read, she didn't want me to learn anything. "

"She gave me that woman time and time again. I know that the son of the Che family wanted her to protect me even if it meant she had to risk her life."

"But I don't believe in fate!"