Sorry, master, my junior sister has surrendered to the enemy!

Chapter 231: The Eve of the Conference (1)

The seventh prince took away the extra volume, and the remaining volumes were all intact. Even Yue An could not find any problem.

Now that the goal has been achieved, Chu Yu pretended to order the palace servants to pay attention and quickly complete the master's orders.

These palace servants didn't seem to realize what had just happened. They just thought they were in a daze for a while and now they all woke up.

"Yes, Sister Baiji." The leading palace maid held the bamboo slips and left with everyone very quickly.

Chu Yu returned to the outskirts of the Imperial Garden but did not go in. He simply transformed himself into another palace servant and mixed in at the end of a line. After changing back and forth several times, he returned to Yue Ling's bedroom.

……

The Seventh Prince was in his bedroom, holding a bamboo slip and thinking deeply.

"Things from Fourth Sister cannot be trusted. They must be fraudulent."

But he was different from Yue Ling. He was too confident in his charm skills and had never failed so far. No matter whether it was the Fourth Sister or Xiaojiu, they would fall into his trap if they were not careful. So he had no doubt about what the palace maids said after being charmed.

"That can only mean one thing. Fourth sister is also on guard against me. The people around her may really think that what is written on this bamboo slip is related to the Medicine Search Conference, and they are using this to deceive me."

The Seventh Prince raised a confident smile: "What a pity, I won't be fooled."

"She wants to disrupt my preparations by doing this. She's dreaming."

"Your Highness, what if the things above are really related to the medicine-hunting conference?" asked a servant beside him.

"That's even better. This is the evidence that she cheated." The Seventh Prince was in a good mood. He put the bamboo slips into a storage box and kept them properly.

"Let's go, the banquet is about to begin. Xiaojiu finally came back, and your majesty probably missed her a lot."

"Yes."

……

At the palace banquet, Yue Ling brought Chu Yu, followed by a large group of people, and attended in their best attire.

Arriving at the entrance of the hall, Chu Yu felt a little nervous for some reason. It was her first day there and she had no idea what the taboos of the palace were. She was still not used to such occasions with so many people and where she had to follow the rules.

"How should I behave later?" Chu Yu leaned close to Yue Ling's ear and asked in a low voice.

Yue Ling tilted her head slightly and whispered back, "Be more flamboyant."

Chu Yu:?

"The more flamboyant and prominent the better."

Chu Yu was shocked: "I thought that in this kind of occasion, the only requirement is not to make mistakes."

Yue Ling gave a meaningful smile, shook her head, and finally put on a decent smile and walked into the palace with Chu Yu.

As the palace servants opened the curtains layer by layer, Chu Yu finally saw the person sitting in the main seat. He was of extraordinary bearing, with a handsome face that did not reveal his age, and a gentle yet intimidating aura.

Although this emperor looked gentle and friendly, Chu Yu discovered that the princes and princesses below did not call him father, but "Your Majesty". This emperor must have a peculiar temper.

Considering what Yue Ling had just said asking him to be more outspoken, Chu Yu had it in mind.

However, what surprised Chu Yu the most was that this emperor did not possess the aura of a medical immortal. Instead, the ones with real strong aura were the two monks standing behind the screen behind him.

These two monks, one with his arms wrapped in a Vajra ring and the other holding a staff, stood behind as quiet and motionless as sculptures. Their strength was unfathomable, and the fighting power of either one of them was enough to shock the entire audience.

Yue Ling's mother sat on the left of the emperor. She had a dignified face and a pair of bright eyes. On the right sat a woman who was dressed as elegantly as the queen. She had charming eyes and was very charming. Her age was hard to tell.

There were many beauties from the harem sitting behind the gauze curtains on both sides, too many to count.

Chu Yu was a little surprised. How could he remember so many people?

Yue Ling knew what Chu Yu was surprised about, and explained: "How do you think I got so many brothers and sisters?"

"That's Concubine Li, the mother of my seventh brother." Yue Ling pointed at the woman next to her whose makeup and dress were no less beautiful than the queen's.

Chu Yu understood. At this glance, he realized that the eyes of mother and son were carved from the same mold.

When Concubine Li saw Yue Ling bringing a strange woman, she glanced at her expressionlessly, and finally looked at the Seventh Prince intentionally or unintentionally.

The Seventh Prince smiled at his mother, signaling her to be at ease, as if he did not care much about the threat posed by an eighth-level Spirit King cultivator.

Anyone around him is enough to give the woman a hard time. Xiaojiu has also gotten better. He doesn't mind finding someone who isn't even a Spirit Emperor to make up the number.

The next chief seats are all princes and princesses.

Chu Yu had just arrived and didn't know anyone, but because she came with Yue Ling and had an extraordinary aura, all the princes and princesses looked at her warily, and some even acted as if they were facing a powerful enemy.

These princesses and princes are followed by various masters, and the lowest level is the eighth level of Spirit King.

In other words, under the equal suppression of the Buddhist beads, the lowest level is the eighth level of Spiritual Sect.

Chu Yu was in the same level as the lowest ones, and those masters looked at him with a hint of disdain and contempt.

Chu Yu remained calm and followed Yue Ling silently.

Yue Ling walked upwards with a smile on her face. The two seats closest to the emperor belonged to Yue Ling and the seventh prince. Below Yue Ling sat the fourth princess.

The emperor also noticed Chu Yu's presence and gestured slightly behind him. After hearing one of the monks say that Chu Yu was only at the eighth level of Spirit King, he frowned slightly.

Yue Ling was about to salute the emperor when suddenly, the Seventh Prince winked wildly at a princess sitting opposite him, and the princess understood.

Almost at the same time, Chu Yu's "Xuanling Bone Tempering Order" sent out a crazy warning of danger. The master behind the princess suddenly attacked and threw a stone, heading straight for Chu Yu's knee.

Chu Yu's eyes darkened. Did he want to embarrass himself in public?

The emperor had sharp eyes, so he naturally noticed these little movements, but he did not stop them.

It happened so quickly that Chu Yu pretended not to see it and gently took the stone with his hand without making a sound.

The princess and her master were slightly stunned.

Yue Ling seemed unaware and bowed slowly: "Your Majesty, mother. I have been traveling for several months and missed Your Majesty so much. Today I came back and saw that Your Majesty's face is becoming more and more rosy. I must say that you are in good health. I am very happy." After saying this, I bowed down.

Chu Yu also bent down slightly and bowed in the same manner as Yue Ling, but his eyes were always fixed on the princess.

For some reason, the princess felt a chill down her spine when Chu Yu looked at her. The expert behind her slightly leaned forward, blocking Chu Yu's sight.

The "expert" stared at Chu Yu fiercely with eyes like knives, and calmly made a mouth shape:

"You...are...looking...for...death..."

The moment he opened his mouth, Chu Yu curled the corners of his mouth and immediately threw the stone back at lightning speed.

"Cough... cough cough cough..." The "master" suddenly fell backwards, his face flushed, as if something was blocking his trachea. He made a lot of noise. He circulated his mysterious energy and finally crushed the small stone in his trachea.

This movement affected everyone present. Those cultivators naturally saw this scene clearly. You know, the guard of the Eighth Princess is a master of the third level of Spirit King. This is also a major reason why she can sit below the Fourth Princess. But at this moment, she was taught a lesson by a little Spirit King.

Some people no longer dared to underestimate Chu Yu, while some still thought that the people around the Eighth Princess were careless.

The Eighth Princess looked at Chu Yu angrily and was about to speak up, but Yue Ling got there first:

"I was talking to His Majesty. I missed His Majesty so much after not seeing him for a long time, so I said a few more words. Eighth sister, do you dislike A Ling or are you dissatisfied with A Ling? Why did you interrupt me like this?"

Yue Ling's twinkling eyes were filled with innocence, choking the Eighth Princess so much that she was speechless.

"Well, Princess Nine misses me, and I am very relieved. It's okay to say a few more words. Please take a seat."

The emperor's words made his position clear, and Chu Yu raised his eyebrows.

Does he just like powerful people?

Chu Yu glanced at Yue Ling, who gave him an affirmative look in return.

As Yue Ling sat down, Chu Yu began to observe everyone's reactions.

Among so many princes and princesses, I wonder who will support Yue Ling. It’s possible that none of them are present here.

Maybe once her elder and second brothers left, she would be left alone and helpless.

But then again, who is Yue Ling’s elder brother? It seems like this person has always been mentioned by others vaguely. What’s his name?

Hiss, I can’t remember.

The Eighth Princess looked at the Seventh Prince for help, but the Seventh Prince remained calm and gestured for her to be patient.

But the Eighth Princess still seemed to be upset. She grabbed the guard's hand, and her eyes seemed as if she wanted to skin Chu Yu alive.

Chu Yu just felt very innocent. Wasn’t she the one who provoked him first?

Before the banquet officially began, the Eighth Princess was still angry. She ignored the Seventh Prince's warning look and started to attack Yue Ling:

"Ninth sister, I didn't interrupt you on purpose just now. The people around you threw stones at my guards for no reason. It was clearly intended to make me lose my composure."

As soon as she finished speaking, Chu Yu took over:

"Princess, what's wrong with me returning the stones thrown by your guards?"

"How do you prove that we were the ones who threw the stone?"

Chu Yu sneered softly: "Oh, he ate it all and you still say it's not his."

"Hahahahahaha..."

For some reason, this speech caused many people present to burst into laughter, except for those from the Seventh Prince's faction who could not laugh.

Chu Yu observed everyone's expressions and vaguely understood the general division of power, some people belonged to the Seventh Prince, some belonged to the Fourth Princess, and some were relatively neutral.

The queen, who was sitting on the throne, looked at Chu Yu with bright eyes.

This girl is really interesting.

Seeing that everyone had laughed enough, Chu Yu stopped trying to be clever. Since Ah Ling said she wanted to be flamboyant, she would be flamboyant to the end. She stopped pretending and stood up and said in a deep voice to the Eighth Princess and the experts around her:

"Just now you deliberately threw stones to attack the Ninth Princess. To put it mildly, you wanted to embarrass her. To put it more seriously, you wanted to assassinate a member of the royal family. Everyone here with eyes can see it clearly. My counterattack is already very respectful."

"You..." Chu Yu clasped his hands together, raised his chin slightly towards the master, and threatened provocatively:

"Next time, the stone won't just get stuck.

"I'll make your head explode."