Black Bellied Belle: Demon Lord, Bite The Bait Please

Chapter 42.3



Qing Yu raised his head up and blinked his eyes innocently. "Why is Father doing this? You know that the other party harbours unfriendly intentions and you still want to bring us into the palace with you? My younger brother is not exactly able bodied and I am very timid, we might end up causing Father shame and then suffer reprimand for it. I think it’s better we do not go."

Yan Su was at a loss for words. "....."

Because the children of their commoner mothers from the families of the other high ranking officials were not qualified to enter the palace due to their lowly birth, every single one of them were doing everything within their powers to win the favour of their father, only thinking of being able to show their faces in the palace, to see if they would be able to find someone their hearts fancied. More importantly, they would be able to meet the one and only Duke of Vast Seas, whom countless men and women worshipped and revered.

[But what was going on here with his own daughter.....]

[Does she really not want to go or was she just fishing for something?]

[Timid is she?]

[Back when she killed those black robed a.s.sa.s.sins that ambushed them, she had been rather gutsy though!]

How could Yan Su not know that she was pulling a fast one and he snapped at her with a glare. "I do not want to hear anymore. Little Cheng will come pick the two of you up later. Change into a set of clothes suited for a banquet. Wearing such plain clothes will make others think that the Eternal Peace Duke’s Manor is in dire straits, even having to scrimp and save on basic necessities like clothing."

Upon finishing his words, he did not wait for Qing Yu to response but just turned to leave with a flick of his sleeves.

Qing Yu could not say anything. "....."

[What had she said wrong?]

[Why doesn’t he even give her a chance to refuse.....]

A spurt of mirthful laughter burst out beside her. Here she was feeling depressed and indignant and the lad was there sn.i.g.g.e.ring. That was just absolutely intolerable. She then rapped an explosive knuckle upon the young lad’s head. "It’s that funny?"

Qing Bei was unable to dodge that knuckle in time and his jaws clenched tightly from the pain. He gingerly rubbed the top of his head, with a smile still hanging upon his face. "Sis, your acting just now was just too fake."

"Too fake?"

"That’s right. When you said that I am not able bodied and unable to walk, it was still believable. But when you said you were timid, how timid could you possibly be when you dare to kill people so readily?"

A corner of Qing Yu’s mouth twitched. [So, that was the reason?]

She was thinking what was that admonishing gaze her father gave just before he left all about.....

[Forget it. Since she was unable to avoid it, then let it pa.s.s. It’s just a change in location in where she’ll be having her meal anyway. Afterall, she still had her father and elder brother to fall back on even if the sky were to fall.]

But at that moment, Qing Yu still did not know that danger was silently sneaking up and slowly closing on her.

—- Bright Moon Divine Temple —-

"You said Grand Priestess Yin Chi has disappeared?" The graceful and enchanting voice of a woman sounded from behind the curtain.

"Reporting to the Temple Lord. Ever since the day you locked Grand Priestess Yin Chi in the confinement chamber, she had not come out again. The maid who brought food daily said she has not eaten anything for quite a number of days, and I was still thinking whether she had died in there, never expecting that I would find n.o.body in there when I went into the confinement chamber today." A white robed woman below said, her head hanging low respectfully.

This young Temple Lord, was a woman whose cultivation was the most powerful and she was also the most vicious throughout the past generations of Bright Moon Temple. No one dared to defy her, much less betray. The Bright Moon Temple was famous for their voodoo arts and ability to lay curses. Everyone was controlled by the grub in their bodies, and if anyone was to betray the one who laid the curse, their souls would suffer from lashings, till they die from the torment.

And the voodoo craft of this Temple Lord could be said to have almost reached the realm of perfection.

Which drove terror into the hearts of people.

Hearing the white robed woman’s words, the person high up in the primary seat merely laughed out loud instead. "Yin Chi, oh Yin Chi, even upon death you seek to drag someone to cushion your back....."

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