Huancheng Deep - Kapitel 50
"Oh, I see." Everyone was astonished by such contempt. Only Yu Zhou looked utterly speechless. She had had enough. All the humiliation she suffered today was Hua Qianmo's fault. She glared at Hua Qianmo with resentment. But Hua Qianmo was completely oblivious, only staring at Hua Wuxin with gritted teeth.
"All the matches are over, and Miss Qingfeng won with an absolute advantage. But there's still one more round that depends on the ladies here." Hua Wuxin pointed to the roses next to her. "These roses are for you to vote for. Whoever you support, just give them to them. The person with the most roses wins."
The preceding competitions were merely a prelude; the real challenge was the rose-throwing. Whoever won the most roses was the winner.
Yu Zhou looked at Hua Wuxin with arrogance; this man was no ordinary person. Anyone who could devise such a strange competition method must be a master in their own right.
"Hmph, I still have a chance." Hua Qianmo looked at Yu Zhou arrogantly. As long as he could win this time, Yu Zhou would completely belong to him.
Yu Zhou smiled, a beautiful, dazzling smile that captivated everyone. The smile held a hint of irony and sorrow, piercing Yuan Yang's heart. "Yu Zhou, what are you thinking?"
"Perhaps." Yu Zhou stepped off the stage. He picked up the broken crescent mask and put it back together. Suddenly, the crescent mask was perfectly glued back together. Yu Zhou put it on again.
As expected, the rose was directed at Yu Zhou.
"Miss, please wait, our master requests your presence." Ji Yuran's deep voice called out to Yu Zhou. There was no escaping it after all. Yu Zhou looked miserable.
"Husband, what should we do?" Bingning looked at Yuzhou anxiously.
Yu Zhou handed the cloak to Bing Ning and said, "It's alright, be careful of Qing Qing." Those few words were spoken with unusual heaviness. His eyes glanced at Yu Qing Qing, who was staring at Bing Ning with venomous eyes, her former innocence gone, replaced by intense jealousy.
"Why? Why, Qingqing?" Bingning asked, puzzled. What does this have to do with Qingqing?
Yu Zhou didn't speak, but looked up and saw Lin Lie on the roof beam. He gestured for Lin Lie to protect Bing Ning.
"Kannazuki, are you having doubts? Today, we must go all in and eliminate this threat forever." Yu Zhou made up her mind. Her appearance had attracted too much attention, often putting people in dangerous situations. If she could, she would truly want to destroy this appearance, or perhaps wear this crescent mask forever.
Yu Zhou ascended the tall building step by step, like a fairy. The sight startled everyone, including Shen Wuyue. His feelings were complex; he wished Yu Zhou were a woman, yet he also wished she were a man. Amidst this turmoil, Yu Zhou knocked on Shen Wuyue's door.
[Dynasty Storms: Turning Danger into Safety]
Yu Zhou saw Shen Wuyue lounging lazily on a white tiger skin, his white robe making him appear tall and imposing. A lifelike five-clawed golden dragon adorned his soft-soled boots, exuding an innate nobility. This incomparably handsome king... Yu Zhou felt a deep-seated fear. It was because his cunning and shrewdness were so profound that even Yu Zhou was afraid.
When Yu Zhou's stunning figure stood before Shen Wuyue, Shen Wuyue's heart was thrown into turmoil. In his presence, Shen Wuyue seemed like a child, having lost his fighting ability. However, the dignity of a king forced him to become cruel and cold.
"A peerless prime minister!" Shen Wuyue looked at Yu Zhou casually, a sprig of dogwood in her hand swaying in the wind.
Yu Zhou bowed slightly and said, "Your subject is terrified." At this moment, Yu Zhou had no idea what Shen Wuyue was planning to do. But he had to remain calm, even though his palms were sweaty.
"Fearful? I didn't know you were so beautiful and charming in women's clothing." Shen Wuyue deliberately emphasized the words "beautiful and charming." Her cold and languid eyes held a hint of suspicion.
Yu Zhou didn't rush to explain, but simply listened quietly to Shen Wuyue's words. Ji Yuran, however, hadn't expected that this Qingfeng girl was actually the Prime Minister. Moreover, the man's beauty had surpassed everyone's expectations.
"Prime Minister Yu, don't you have anything to say to explain yourself to me?" Shen Wuyue was furious, her knuckles cracking.
"Your Majesty, I have nothing to say," Yu Zhou said indifferently, looking at the young king before him. A cold sweat broke out on his brow. This was the true Shen Wuyue—wise, calm, even ruthless. His exquisitely beautiful, languid, and cold expression foreshadowed that the man before him was a king, a young emperor overlooking the world.
"Should I address you as Prime Minister Yu, or... Miss Yu?" Shen Wuyue gradually approached Yu Zhou, took Yu Zhou's left hand in her own, and pressed it against her chest. Her strong and powerful heartbeat entered Yu Zhou's eardrums.
"Your Majesty, you should address me as Prime Minister Yu." With that, she loosened her silver-white belt, the silver bells jingling like flowing water. Shen Wuyue felt a surge of heat when she saw Yu Zhou's jade-like arms. Although Yu Zhou was unintentional, every movement he made was full of allure and seduction.
"Enough!" Kannazuki roared, his eyes blazing with fury. This guy had actually undressed in front of others; his body was only for him to see. Jealousy surged within Kannazuki.
"Your Majesty, please see clearly whether Yu Zhou is male or female," Yu Zhou said firmly, leaving no room for negotiation. A sheer white veil, as transparent as a cicada's wing, cascaded down, dazzling like a white lotus.
"I've said enough," Shen Wuyue roared.
Yu Zhou remained unmoved, removing his last garment. A dazzling, faint smile appeared on his face. A man? Yu Zhou was a man, with a flat chest and fair skin that shone with a crystalline glow.
Even a frail body cannot hide the fact that this body belongs to a man.
"You...you're a man." Shen Wuyue couldn't believe that the person in front of her, who was even more beautiful than a woman, was a man.
Yu Zhou smiled faintly, "Yu Zhou has always been a man. Yu Zhou will always be the Prime Minister of Gengyue Kingdom." His eyes were firm. The words that came from his thin lips shocked Shen Wuyue.
"Prime Minister Yu, put your clothes on. I misunderstood." Shen Wuyue looked dejectedly at Yu Zhou's crescent-shaped mask. A bitter feeling welled up inside her.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Yu Zhou breathed a sigh of relief. The potion had indeed worked. As long as the Bing Ning's specially made flesh-colored potion was applied inside the vest, the vest could become indistinguishable from a man's chest.
But he might escape this time, but what about next time? And the time after that? Yu Zhou dared not think any further.
"Prime Minister Yu, I have another matter to ask you." Even though Shen Wuyue was distressed, she still had to ask. Yu Zhou said, "Your Majesty, please speak." Ji Yuran was also stunned by what she had just witnessed. Was her handsome king doubting that this stunningly beautiful prime minister was a woman? It was understandable; anyone would be suspicious of someone so beautiful. Unfortunately, fate seemed to be fair; this person was a man. If he were a woman, the world would surely be in chaos.
"Why is Prime Minister Yu here competing against the King of Shuiyue Kingdom?" Shen Wuyue stared at Yu Zhou with her narrow eyes. Yu Zhou raised a brow and said, "What does Your Majesty think?"
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Damn! Seriously. Our teacher made us stay after school to do our homework today, one assignment at a time... Ugh. A bit late with the update...
[Imperial Dynasty in Turmoil: Frivolous]
"Minister Yu is a bit too confident," Shen Wuyue said, slightly annoyed. "I have never been confident; I am simply stating the facts," Yu Zhou replied calmly, as if nothing could sway him.
"What a fine way of telling the truth!" Shen Wuyue's icy eyes held a hint of desolation.
Yu Zhou knew that angering Shen Wuyue would bring him no benefit, but today he had to make it clear to him that he was a true man, and that this would reduce future troubles.
"Hmph, Prime Minister Yu may leave now." He waved his sleeve, indicating that Yu Zhou could depart.
Yu Zhou left the room, letting out a sigh of relief. Could this be considered a narrow escape?
"Bingning, you can go home now." Yu Zhou walked to Bingning's side and whispered. "But husband, look..." Bingning pointed to dozens of sweating people. She moved closer to Yu Zhou in fear, but the wicked smile on her lips betrayed her. Who was she? Shui Bingning, the mischievous little devil, afraid of this.
"Don't go too far." Yu Zhou shook his head helplessly.
"Little girl, our master has taken a liking to you, hurry up and come with us!" the burly man shouted, with a slick-haired young master standing in the middle, leering at Yu Zhou. "Little girl, just come with me." The slick-haired young master tried to pull Yu Zhou forward, but Bing Ning stopped him. She said coquettishly, "Why is young master in such a hurry?"