Chapter 807: Crouching Dragon City

Xuanmiao Continent.

Xi Ji Shengyu.

Summit of the Deer Hunt.

"Oh no, miss!"

Xing Er hurriedly ran to Luo Qingcheng's room, her face full of anxiety.

"All this fuss, what are you doing?" Luo Qingcheng was very displeased. "Sure enough, she's Ye Qingran's maid—uncultured and without manners!"

"Miss, Xiaohu Xiaocheng... have run away from home!"

Xing Er handed a letter to Luo Qingcheng; the letter, written by Xiaohu Xiaocheng, basically said they had gone to the Mo Yuan and that others need not worry about them nor look for them.

"Run away? Didn't they already say they went to the Mo Yuan?"

"But this place is far from the Mo Yuan, and the journey is fraught with danger. If they encounter trouble, what should we do?"

Xing Er was burning with impatience, wishing she could sprout wings to find their whereabouts.

Luo Qingcheng was indifferent, snorting coldly in her mind: they're just two lowborn scums; it'd be better if they died! If they perish halfway, she won't be blamed, and Emperor Sovereign won't say anything; perhaps in his sorrow, he'll have other children with her.

"I am their mother, and we share a telepathic bond; they're fine. Since they want to go to the Mo Yuan, let them go."

"Miss..." Han Xing felt incredulous.

At this moment, shouldn't the miss be more worried about Xiaohu Xiaocheng than she is?

Why is she not worried at all, and instead says such chilling words?

"Enough!" Luo Qingcheng grew impatient, "Since you're so concerned about them, why don't you and the others go find them!"

Saying that, Luo Qingcheng stood up, walked to the inner chamber, and drew the curtains.

Looking at the figure behind the curtains, Han Xing's expression grew especially complex.

It seemed that ever since emerging from the Sea of Broken Souls, the miss had become a different person.

Han Xing, Leng Yue, and the others still couldn't rest easy about Xiaohu Xiaocheng, spurring their horses toward the Mo Yuan. As for Luo Qingcheng, she set out the next day for Crouching Dragon City, and after more than ten days of travel, finally arrived there.

Crouching Dragon City is the border fortress of the Summit of the Deer Hunt faction, neighboring White Tiger City, which belongs to Wuji Hall's forces.

"Stop!"

In front of a residence, Luo Qingcheng's path was blocked.

"This is the Emperor Sovereign's residence; you are forbidden to enter!"

Seeing the silver spears blocking her, Luo Qingcheng's complexion grew colder.

"Do you know who I am?"

Luo Qingcheng said leisurely.

The guards looked at each other and replied, "We do not know."

Luo Qingcheng squinted, raised her hand, and slapped a guard; before the guard could react, she arrogantly declared, "I am Ye Qingran, the lady master of the Summit of the Deer Hunt!"

Ye Qingran?!

At the sound of the name, the guards before the residence all showed shocked expressions.

Who today in the Summit of the Deer Hunt doesn't know the name Ye Qingran?

She is the birth mother of the young master and the lady master of the Summit of the Deer Hunt!

At this moment, Fu San arrived and said, "Let her in."

Seeing Fu San, the guards immediately sheathed their silver spears and let Luo Qingcheng inside.

Fu San stood at the doorway, watching Luo Qingcheng's back, his brows knit.

Luo Qingcheng ignored Fu San; in her eyes, Fu San was merely a dog of Fu Hanxiu, and once she married Fu Hanxiu and became the rightful lady master, Fu San would also be her dog.

A dog is not worth the attention of a mistress like her!

Luo Qingcheng, bearing Ye Qingran's body, acted as the lady master of the Summit of the Deer Hunt, and moved through the residence unimpeded; everyone who saw her bowed in salute.

"Your Majesty?"

Luo Qingcheng walked around but didn't see Fu Hanxiu.

"Madam, Your Majesty is in the City Lord's residence discussing important matters."

Luo Qingcheng's eyes flickered; she thought, since Your Majesty hasn't returned, I'll wait for him in his room.

Luo Qingcheng nodded, "Understood, take me to Your Majesty's sleeping chamber."

She carried herself with poise, exuding the bearing of the Summit of the Deer Hunt's lady master.

"Yes!" the servant dared not refuse.

Entering Fu Hanxiu's room, Luo Qingcheng closed the door; the room was filled with a faint, crisp fragrance.

Luo Qingcheng took a deep breath, her heart surging, her face flushed.

Is this the scent of Your Majesty?

The thought of soon making love in this room made her legs go weak.

Fu Hanxiu's room was a suite, connected to a study; on the desk lay books half‑opened, and beside them...

a half‑drunk glass of cold tea!

Luo Qingcheng's eyes grew increasingly deep.

"This is tea Your Majesty has drunk; if I drink it, doesn't that mean I am indirectly..."

Luo Qingcheng whispered softly, biting her lower lip as her heartbeat quickened.

With that thought, she hurried to the desk, lifted the cup, examined it closely, then savored drinking the remaining half.

She finished, licking her lips.

After a while, Luo Qingcheng went to the adjacent bathroom for a soak, then, wearing an almost‑transparent sheer nightgown, lay on the bed, excited and awaiting the owner's arrival.

At this moment, Crouching Dragon City, the City Lord's residence.

Fu Hanxiu sat on the main seat, his expression cold and stern.

Below, a group of subordinates, including the Lord of Wolong City, sat upright and solemn.

At that moment, someone entered, walked to Fu Hanxiu's side, leaned to his ear, and—who knows what was said to Fu Hanxiu—on his peerlessly handsome face, like melting ice, a breathtaking smile blossomed.

All the subordinates were left dumbfounded.

What did they see?

Your Majesty actually… smiled?!

"That's all for today."

Fu Hanxiu stood up, left those words behind, and departed, leaving the subordinates staring at each other.

"What happened?"

"I just saw Your Majesty smile; did I see it wrong?"

"So I wasn't the only one who misread…"

While the subordinates kept debating, someone suddenly asserted, "It must be the madam's arrival!"

Everyone looked at him and nodded in agreement.

Beyond that reason, they could think of nothing else!