Phoenix Cry Firmament - Chapter 17

Chapter 17: Bestowing Marriage Storm (2)

Translator: Henyee Translations

Editor: Henyee Translations

“I agree to withdraw from this marriage. However…” Mu Ruyue swept her eyes at the frightened royal sons and grandsons and displayed a faint smile, “it is not your royal clan that is breaking off the engagement. It is I, Mu Ruyue, who is unwilling to marry His Royal Highness. And even more so, I don’t want to get involved with anyone from the royal family!”

“Mu Ruyue!” Mu Qing bellowed. Was this rebellious girl seeking death? Even if she wanted to die, she shouldn’t drag him down with her. What was the status of the royal family? She had already been treated with respect and given the title, Imperial Consort. Even if she were reduced to an Imperial Concubine, he would never say a word against the royal family.

But this rebellious girl had the audacity to say she despised these royal sons and grandsons in public!

Mu Ruyue passed a glance at Mu Qing and sneered. Now he knows what it means to be afraid? Why didn’t he know fear before he brought me here in the first place?

“I, Mu Ruyue, have pride. Honestly, I despise His Royal Highness. A stallion sowing oats everywhere—I wouldn’t look at him even if I were blind!”

Sowing oats everywhere… a stallion?

The royal sons and grandsons were stunned. Is she including all of us?

The crowd gasped and stumbled backward at the sight of the iron-faced Emperor Ziyue and didn’t dare to make a sound.

On the other hand, Ji Ruya, who was sitting beside Emperor Ziyue, almost clapped her hands at her comeback. Weren’t they? Which members among the royalty didn’t have three wives and four concubines aside from the late Prince Nan’an? Every single one of them was a germ-infested stallion.

“Pfft.”

Suddenly, an ill-timed laugh broke the livid atmosphere.

Ye Yihua shook his folding fan and said with a smile on the corner of his lips, “I beg your pardon, but I couldn’t hold back. Mu Ruyue, if you weren’t a waste, I would definitely marry you.”

“Like I said, I have no interest in stallions. My man can only have one woman in his life and can’t be infested with germs from everywhere. So, even though I am a waste, I wouldn’t marry you.”

With a slight wrinkling of his brow, Ye Yihua snapped his folding fan and said, “Imperial Father, your son has a proposal.”

At this point, Emperor Ziyue had managed to calm down, but his face remained gloomy enough for water to drip out.

“There’s no harm in saying it.”

“Imperial Father, do you still remember that fool that Imperial Uncle left behind? That fool has never touched a woman since he was a child and he only has one old grandmother taking care of him in the prince’s mansion at present. He hasn’t had any intimate contact with women since. This subject thinks that she and that fool are a good match, so they might as well settle for a marriage.”

My dear cousin, you should be thankful that I have sent you an alluring wife.

With this in mind, Ye Yihua’s mood brightened, not knowing that this decision would haunt him for the rest of his life.

“That Ghost King?” Emperor Ziyue sneered. He had always been a vengeful man. Not executing this woman on the spot was already showing the Mu Family face, but he might as well give her some punishment.

“Good. I decree that after March, Mu Ruyue of the Mu Family will marry the Ghost King, Ye Wuchen, effective immediately.”

The Ghost King?

A memory of the Ghost King flashed through Mu Ruyue’s mind.

The Ghost King was the son of Emperor Ziyue’s own younger brother, King Nan’an.

If it wasn’t for the fact that Prince Nan’an was born nearly thirty years after Emperor Ziyue, he would’ve become the Emperor of Ziyue Country himself. It was a pity that the world made things difficult for him and he was doomed to not ascend to the throne.

What was even more renowned was that Prince Nan’an and his wife were very much in love. Though he was a prince of Ziyue Country, he married only one wife throughout his lifetime and left behind one son, Ye Wuchen.

On the night when traitors murdered Prince Nan’an and the Princess, it was said that Ye Wuchen witnessed everything with his own eyes and was scared silly and henceforth became a fool.

Rumors said this fool wasn’t only dumb but also resembled a ghost. His face drove a maid mad from the scare, and since then, no one had wanted to set foot in the Ghost King’s palace again.

As a result, he who had inherited Prince Nan’an’s kingship was given another title—the Ghost King!

Of course, the Ghost King rarely left his palace, and with only a grandma attending to him, no one other than the royal family had ever seen the Ghost King, so there was no telling if he really was as ugly as the rumors said.

Mu Ruyue, who was reluctant to marry into the royal family, was suddenly struck with an idea.

If she were to go to the Ghost King’s palace, life would definitely be easier than at the Mu Residence. It was better suited for her development too…