My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 1818: Conspiracy
After all, the adopted daughter was neither beautiful nor presentable.
"Yes, a poor orphan girl from Yalan Country." However, Yun Xingbo still answered respectfully, observing Mist White’s expression carefully but finding it strange.
Indescribably strange, as if surprised, yet thoughtful, but at least showing no signs of ambiguous admiration.
Only then was he relieved, fearing that this gentleman’s tastes were unique and that he might take an interest in such a foolish girl, which would leave him at a loss for words.
"Orphan?"
"Yes, she has no relatives left in Yalan Country."
Mist White’s graceful fingers brushed across his brows, sighing softly, "Truly pitiful." 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮
As they spoke, they arrived at a forest on the outskirts. The black forest trees towered densely, with a path that wound into the depths of the forest. On a night without starlight or moonlight, it appeared particularly ghostly and eerie.
Yun Xingbo’s expression turned serious and vigilant, as the vehicle silently descended from the air, gliding along the path into the forest.
A half hour later, they stopped at an ancient palace surrounded by dense woods.
Soldiers hidden in the darkness silently appeared.
Governor Yun’s face was serious. After a strict conversation with the head of the guards, the vehicle was finally allowed to enter the palace.
After getting off, Governor Yun led Mist White into the palace, then stood outside a massive hall, pointing to a heavy door.
"The master is waiting for you inside!"
Mist White’s eyes deepened into a mist, like smoke rising silently from a cold pond, with a slight smile laced with understanding and insight.
He raised his hand, elegant yet powerful, pushing open the heavy door and stepping inside.
This would mean he would enter the power center of this country.
The gilded ornate gold door closed behind him, dim lights illuminating the vast empty hall filled with shadows, layers of heavy, classical carpets extending into the depths of the room, where a figure standing almost merged with the darkness. The not-so-tall figure stood upright and solemn, with a long cloak with golden edges trailing on the black carpet.
A towering hairstyle adorned with a dazzling crown symbolized supreme nobility, the highest proof of power and status, and the only person in this country qualified to become queen.
Although her face was not visible, the natural majesty of a monarch pushed even the darkness to retreat.
"You’ve arrived." A deep, husky female voice, like a meteor skimming the sky, noble yet subtly enchanting.
"Your Majesty, it is an immense honor that you have come to meet me in person!"
Mist White placed his right hand on his chest, kneeling on one knee in the manner of a foreign envoy meeting a monarch.
His elegant demeanor, his slender form half-kneeling with fluid grace, exuded the noble aesthetic of a knight.
The Empress of the Aus Empire slowly turned around, gently waving her hand to signal him to rise.
Her not-young face bore the marks of time, dignified, and with the imposing presence of a ruler, suggesting she had once been an exceedingly beautiful woman.
"There’s no need to be so formal with your aunt. After all, you are the son of my only sister, which makes us family." The empress’s authoritative voice was tinged with a trace of kindness and relaxation.
Mist White slowly stood up, his posture straight, a flawless polite smile on his raised face.
"Be that as it may, there is still a distinction between ruler and subject, not to mention I am a person of Hai Country, so naturally I cannot neglect my manners."
