Chapter 427 He Gets What He Wants
Fancheng.
Servants dispatched by the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan were searching everywhere for the bride.
Just as they were in a frenzy, Sang Luo suddenly appeared before them. On her way, she had tidied her clothes and touched up her makeup, looking quite radiant.
“Your Highness, Princess, where have you been? We’ve been searching everywhere!”
Sang Luo smiled and said, “Something came up along the way. Sorry to trouble you all. Have I missed the auspicious time?”
“No, no, it’s good that Your Highness is alright. We will inform the Clan Leader and Young Master immediately, and the banquet will proceed as planned!”
“Okay, thank you for your hard work.”
The remaining procedures were no different from what was expected and concluded smoothly. Before the wedding, the two parties of the bride and groom were not allowed to meet, and Sang Luo hadn’t seen Yun Rong much these past few days.
Three days later.
On the wedding night, Sang Luo sat upright in the bridal chamber wearing a red veil, waiting for Yun Rong to come and lift her veil, for a night of warmth and joy.
But the words Yun Qi had said kept echoing in her mind—that half of his face was injured by Yun Rong.
Sang Luo understood the little fox's nature and trusted him. Even if Yun Qi didn't want her to marry Yun Rong, he would never deliberately deceive her on this matter… Was Yun Rong really Yan? She became increasingly uncertain, and the image of him collapsed in her heart, causing her to feel an unprecedented resistance to what was to come.
Sang Luo became increasingly restless and couldn't stay still any longer.
When the moon rose above the treetops, Yun Rong still hadn't arrived, so she simply lifted the veil and decided to go out for some fresh air.
As soon as she stepped out of the room, she ran into Yun Rong, who was walking over in a bright red wedding robe. He saw that her red veil had been lifted, and his expression turned somewhat unpleasant. “Wan’er, where are you going?”
“… I’m sorry, Young Master, I’m feeling unwell. I’d like to spend the night in the study.”
Sang Luo's expression was indifferent, and she no longer had the joy and excitement she used to show when looking at him. Yun Rong felt a sharp pain in his heart, feeling lost and disappointed, “You’ve really changed.”
Sang Luo was slightly stunned, then smiled and said, “Does Young Master want the ‘me’ from before back? But back then, ‘Princess Ji Wan’ was completely devoted to Young Master, yet Young Master treated her like discarded shoes, only using her as a tool to satisfy his own desires and vanity. Now that I no longer love Young Master, Young Master wants to turn back and seek my true heart.”
“Doesn’t Young Master think he’s—”
“Too cheap?”
“You!” Yun Rong’s expression changed, turning ashen. The gentleness that was still hanging on his face could no longer be faked. “I am the Young Master of the Qingqiu Nine-Tailed Fox Clan! Countless royal females want to cling to me!”
“Oh, then Young Master can go and find a royal female who is a hundred times stronger than me. I can also personally petition the Clan Leaders of both clans to cancel this wedding.”
Sang Luo's irritability and resistance deepened, and she didn't want to say any more. She raised her foot and wanted to leave, but Yun Rong tightly grabbed her arm with the strength of an iron clamp!
She was shocked and turned her head to meet a pair of dark and narrow fox eyes. Then, her brain roared and exploded, and her consciousness completely dissipated, plunging into darkness.
It was—the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan's Soul Enchantment Technique!
…
She didn't know how long she had been unconscious.
When Sang Luo woke up again, her body seemed to be tightly bound by something.
She opened her eyes and looked blankly at the unfamiliar scene before her, an antique and luxurious palace. She was lying on a large bed, her hands and feet tightly fixed to the bed with iron locks, unable to move at all.
Was she being imprisoned? Kidnapped?
Just then, steady and powerful footsteps came from her ear.
Sang Luo quickly closed her eyes again and continued to pretend to be asleep.
A tall man in a dark cyan robe sat down on the edge of the bed and lowered his head. Seeing the girl's lightly trembling eyelashes, a pleasant, low, muffled sound escaped from his throat.
“Hmm… Do I need to kiss Your Highness awake?”
Cool, slender fingers caressed her lips. Sang Luo couldn't pretend any longer and suddenly opened her eyes, staring coldly at him, “What do you want to do!”
She had seen those blue-red eyes before, the Night Pavilion Lord, Ye Wushuang.
“I said, I want the Princess's eyes, so naturally I've come to painstakingly seek the treasure.”
“Impudent! I am the Princess of the Red Fox Clan, and the consort of the Young Master of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan. If you dare to touch me, aren't you afraid that the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan will vent their anger on you!” The Red Fox Clan was a nouveau riche with only money and no real power. Taking them out might not be very intimidating, but the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan was the orthodox overlord of Qingqiu. In the entire Beast World, they were an ancient divine beast with formidable power, and no one would not be afraid of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan's power.
Ye Wushuang seemed to have heard something laughable. He held his stomach with one hand and laughed loudly, and Sang Luo's expression became even more unpleasant. After he finished laughing, his voice became even more wicked and playful, “Why doesn’t Your Highness guess, who sent you to me?”
Sang Luo suddenly widened her eyes and recalled the scene before she fainted.
Yun Rong!
“He wants the real Princess back.”
“!!!!”
Sang Luo stared fixedly at the tall and noble man in front of her, so shocked that she couldn't speak.
“When Princess Ji Wan sold me those [Spirit Fox Eyes] back then, I saw her once, but when I saw the Princess last time, the aura on your body had changed greatly. I smelled a trace of the power of time and space on the Princess’s body… I’ve also seen that Black Fox. It is rumored that the Princess loathed him to the extreme, so how could she have redeemed her eyes and healed him in just a few days?”
Ye Wushuang let out a chuckle, not of doubt, but of certainty, “Your Highness is not the Princess herself, is she? It really makes me curious, where did ‘you,’ this distinguished guest, come from? What are ‘you’ here to seek?”
“……”
“Later, I told that Young Master of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan about this, and he deliberately set up this marriage to find out the truth. As I expected, this body has been replaced.”
As Ye Wushuang spoke, he obsessively stroked her eyes again, as if looking through this skin at another person, “I always get what I want!”
He liked to seek exotic treasures. The more rare and unusual treasures that were not tolerated by the world, the more fanatical and obsessed he became!
A soul from beyond time and space, he had never seen it in all his years!
“I don’t know where the original Princess’s soul went, but I can’t leave this body now unless I can find the original body, otherwise the Princess can’t come back!” Having her secret exposed, Sang Luo simply gave up.
Ye Wushuang clapped his hands, “It just so happens that I found something good not long ago and wanted to show it to Your Highness.”
What?
The ground not far away concealed a mechanism. As the man clapped his hands, several long pieces of the ground sank deeply, and then a platform rose from the ground.
On the platform was an ice coffin.
When Sang Luo saw the body in the coffin, her breath froze—it was her original body!
She had been searching for so many days and had not been able to find the original body. It turned out to be here with Ye Wushuang!
No wonder she had vaguely sensed the aura of her original body ever since she woke up.
“What do you want to do!” Sang Luo's calm voice was tinged with a hint of panic.
