Un sueño de transmigración

Capítulo 92

This is the palace. Zhang De should be outside. So, the fact that he could enter this room while I was sleeping without waking me beforehand, combined with the age of this person, suggests he must be King Xiu Ruo. It's somewhat unexpected. Having witnessed Old Man Yun's charisma, I thought his father would be even more impressive. I imagined King Xiu Ruo would be like King Tian Qing, but I never expected this. Foxes are alluring, King Tian Qing is sinister, King Wang Yue is bloated and bloated, but this King Xiu Ruo seems to be the type who hides a knife behind a smile. Of course, he hides a knife behind a smile. Could I possibly be so naive as to think this smiling person is a kind old man?

"Get up, get up, little girl, you have sharp eyes." He still had a smile on his face, looking at me with curiosity, his expression somewhat like that of an old man. But knowing his identity, how could I really think he was an ordinary old man?

"Thank you for the compliment, Grandpa." I stood up with a sweet smile, imagining myself as an incredibly well-behaved child.

Alas, how pathetic! In the Dragon Radiance Palace, I had the fox protecting me; in the Azure Sky Palace, I had Xi Lan protecting me; but in this remote corner, can I really count on Old Man Yun? I believe in the people, I believe in the Party, I believe Old Man Yun will definitely be fooled. Besides, I seem to have had some entanglement with that damned Crown Prince Xiu Ruo. If I could get this guy in front of me as my backer, at least my life would be half saved. I quickly glanced at the person in front of me, laughing even more carefree, but inwardly I sighed. Getting the emperor as a backer is no easy feat.

"But little girl, you haven't officially recognized your ancestors yet!" He looked at me with a smile and kindly reminded me.

I think I must have burst out laughing for a second before I regained my sweet, innocent smile. Seriously, emperors are all like this! It seems that getting close to someone requires a gradual approach to make them more receptive.

"Grandpa may not acknowledge Yue'er, but in Yue'er's eyes, Grandpa is Yue'er's family. Blood is thicker than water, and family ties will never change. Yue'er originally thought that only her father and brother were left in this world." As I spoke, my voice grew softer and softer, filled with sadness.

“Little girl, nothing here lasts forever.” He shook his head and walked out as he spoke.

I followed behind him, sticking out my tongue. "What's the palace?" "Oh, I know! I'm just trying to play innocent in front of you to win your favor!"

Upon exiting the door, I saw a crowd of people outside, including Zhang De, who all knelt and bowed. I followed behind Xiu Ruo Wang, hesitating whether I should kneel down with the crowd again, but I saw that he did not stop and walked straight out. I could not care about that and could only carefully follow behind.

"Did you sleep well last night, little girl?" My smiling, treacherous grandfather suddenly stopped and asked, seemingly with concern.

I quickly stopped, and though confused, I obediently replied, "Yeah, it's alright."

"Is that girl hungry now?"

I touched my flat stomach and nodded, not quite understanding.

He looked at me, shook his head slightly as if with some regret, then turned and walked away, saying, "Let you eat something first."

"Let me eat something first?" That sounds so strange. And the old man's expression just now was also very odd.

Old Man Yun is already an old man, so his father must be an even older man, lol!

Clouds Drunk and Moon Slumbering (Revised Edition) Volume Four: A Mysterious Sorrow and Hidden Hatred Give Rise to a Sacred Beast

Chapter word count: 3223 Update time: 08-12-23 14:43

Holy Spirit Beast

With some doubts, she rinsed her mouth and washed her face with the hot water brought by the maids, then combed her hair, ate breakfast, and followed the old man out.

He kept watching me while I was doing these things, so I didn't eat much.

"Girl, come in." The old man stopped in front of a detached, round, castle-like house, turned to me and said.

I blinked a few times. Go in? There are so many guards at the entrance of this little castle, what would I do if I went in?

"What are we going in for? Isn't Grandpa coming along?" I glanced at the little castle again, looked up at the old man, and asked in a seemingly innocent manner.

5555, why do I have such a bad feeling?

"Girl, if you want to gain everyone's recognition here, you must get through this." He was still smiling, but his eyes were unwavering and perhaps even encouraging.

I felt utterly powerless. Ugh, it wasn't my choice to come here, and I don't care about your acknowledgments. Just send me back home. But given the current situation, can I say that? Of course not. Old Man Yun is nowhere to be found. He sent Zhang De here, and now he doesn't care whether I live or die.

"How do we get past this hurdle?" Just accept it, just accept it.

"Girl, you enter through the north gate and exit through the south gate; that means you've passed the test."

"What's in this house?" My ominous premonition grew stronger. Surely it couldn't just be that I'm going to play a minor role?

"Holy Spirit Beast, my sacred and spiritual object."

I nearly fell to the ground, my whole body trembling. Oh my god, this joke is too much! There really is a Holy Spirit Beast? I thought it was just a legend. I'd heard of the Holy Spirit Beast of Xiuruo before, a monster that's lived for over three hundred years since the founding of Xiuruo, and it's said to eat people! Tears streaming down my face!

"Grandpa, Yue'er doesn't know martial arts!" I cried, I couldn't lose my life here! I didn't care about the rules, I ran forward and grabbed the old man's arm, looking pitiful and scared, almost begging for mercy.

"Girl, how do you know you can't do it if you don't go in?" Surprisingly, he didn't avoid me, letting me pull his arm, and said with a smile, "Besides, once you get here, it's easier to go in than to go back."

Is advancing easier than retreating? I sadly let go of her hand. Yes, once I'm in the palace, how can I simply retreat as I please?

He looked at me with apparent satisfaction, gestured to the guards, and then patted my shoulder: "Your Majesty is waiting for you at the South Gate. Go on."

The guards led me toward the so-called North Gate. I kept looking back at the old man, hoping that he would suddenly have a change of heart and spare me this time, but no, the guards surrounded me. Until I reached the North Gate, one of them reached out and opened the door, but I didn't see the old man call for a stop.

I'm sure I was pushed through the door because I didn't even step out, and then the door slammed shut behind me instantly. I tried to push and pull it, but it wouldn't budge.

The castle wasn't actually very big, because from inside I could see the door opposite, which the old man had mentioned was the exit, about thirty or forty meters away. The room was completely unfurnished, and although it was summer, it wasn't stuffy at all; there was even a thin woolen carpet on the floor. In the middle, a huge, golden, fluffy thing had its back to me. Hearing a sound, it suddenly stood up. Although its body was enormous, it turned around in the instant I was stunned, and just stared straight at me.

Good heavens, this shrimp-like creature! Its long, glossy golden fur is almost twice my size. It looks like a lion, but it's not quite. Its eyes are golden too, and it's staring at me intently. What should I do? I have no weapons (it's a sacred object! Even if I had weapons, I couldn't use them on it, could I? Its life is definitely worth more than mine, *crying*), and I have no martial arts skills. Judging by its stance, it could crush me to death even without me using its claws.

I unconsciously stepped back, pressing my back firmly against the door. I couldn't think of what to do for a moment, so I could only stand there motionless, holding my breath and nervously watching the movements of that damned Holy Spirit Beast.

I stared at it for almost ten seconds. Its eyes were bigger and brighter than mine, and its gaze was fiercer. I stood still, trying my best not to provoke it, but it kept walking closer to me.

It approached slowly, yet possessed an imposing aura. I felt certain that if I ran, it would crush me with a single swipe of its claw. But if I didn't move, I'd be dead too. Suddenly, I thought of playing dead. I'd heard that some carnivorous animals don't eat human flesh, and this was such a noble and sacred creature; it certainly wouldn't be interested. With that thought, I immediately lay down on the ground, turned my back to the approaching monster, and held my breath, feigning death.

Even though I had my eyes closed and my back to the monster, I could still feel it standing behind me. Not only was it standing, but it seemed to be bending down and getting close to me. Its heavy breath sprayed into my ears and face, making my hair stand on end.

After a few seconds of this standoff, the breath behind my ear suddenly disappeared. I was secretly delighted; I hadn't expected this trick to actually work. I pretended for another ten seconds, and feeling that the danger had temporarily passed, I decided to secretly open my eyes to scout the situation before thinking of a way to escape.

I barely opened my left eye when I saw a sharp claw right in front of it, and it seemed to be getting closer and closer. Oh no, my eyes! My beautiful face that I had finally managed to become is now so lovely! Instinctively, I covered my head and rolled around a few times, only to bump into two furry things. I opened my eyes and looked up—and there were those monster's legs!

55555, even a monster locked up in the house is so cunning! I've been caught red-handed, and it even delivered itself to my doorstep! How could this happen? It has one paw on my stomach; one stomp and it'll crush me, leaving me looking awful. But I don't even have a chance to fight back. I've been flailing my arms and legs for ages, but the monster doesn't lift a finger, just staring at me like it's watching a show. Finally, I couldn't hold back anymore. Frustrated and aggrieved, I started crying loudly: "You stinky fox, you dead fox! You said you'd marry me, but I'm about to die! Go marry a ghost instead!"

I cried and complained, feeling utterly miserable. I didn't need a mirror to know how pathetic I looked. One of the monster's claws was still on me, and I tried to pry it off with my hands, but even though it hadn't actually stepped on me, it wouldn't budge. A cool cloth slid down my neck, and I cried even harder, wiping my tears haphazardly and cursing Old Man Yun's ancestors to the eighteenth generation.