Translator:
Iris8197
Editor:
Rock
On the day of the wedding.
The Crown Prince’s Estate was decorated with lanterns and streamers and filled with a jubilant atmosphere. In the hall, Gao Tu and Noble Consort Mu sat high side by side and cheerfully looked at the new couple who were bowing to them. As the master of Mu Wushuang, Jing Lin sat with Mu Xingchou below Gao Tu, with a satisfied smile on his face.
Besides these, there set two most honorable seats in the hall, on which a handsome man and a pretty girl were sitting. However, contrary to the jubilant atmosphere, the two looked indifferent and cold.
Your Excellency, something bad happened.
At the end of the ceremony, a hurried voice came from outside the hall.
A servant of the Prime Minister’s Estate stumbled in. He was in such a hurry that he almost fell to the ground, sweat dripping down from his forehead. Suddenly, the whole hall quieted down, and all eyes were fixed on the servant.
Mu Xingchou looked somewhat embarrassed,
What happened?
Your Excellency,
the servant knelt on the ground, sweat dripping down from his forehead,
Your…your estate was smashed by a group of people!
Bang!
Mu Xingchou pounded the table with his palm and stood up, his old face blue with anger,
Who did this? How dare they smash my estate?
In particular, on the day that the wedding ceremony of his granddaughter was being held. Who on earth had such a deep grudge against the Mu Family? Suddenly, something occurred to his mind, and he could not help gnashing his teeth,
Yun Luo, it must be that bstard!
More than a decade ago, Yun Luo sent people to smash his estate. Now after more than ten years, he did it again. Ironically, it didn’t work before, as he could always rebuild his estate. It was not a big deal.
Just as Mu Xingchou was pondering, another hurried voice came from the outside of the hall,
Your Excellency, something bad happened, something really bad happened!
Then a man in a green robe came running into the hall. It seemed that he had been running all the way, so he was breathless and sweaty.
What happened?
Mu Xingchou asked impatiently.
Your Excellency, all our properties in the Imperial City have been burned!
What?
Mu Xingchou stumbled and fell into the chair behind him. Clenching his fist, he tried to suppress the raging anger in his heart,
Did you see who did this? It must be a group of bandits!
The man in a green robe wiped the sweat from his forehead and said anxiously,
Your Excellency, I don’t think these men are bandits. They’re more like trained soldiers.
Soldiers?
Mu Xingchou frowned. The military power of Yun Luo had been repossessed by His Majesty. He didn’t have any soldiers under his control! Was it not Yun Luo who smashed his estate and burned all his properties?
They are soldiers, and they called themselves the Steel Corps and the Raging Flame Corps.
Steel Corps and Raging Flame Corps? Why hadn’t he heard of these names?
Mu Xingchou’s heart gradually sank. He would rather that Yun Luo did these things. That would be better than not knowing anything and having no clue who he had offended!
Looking at Mu Xingchou’s pale old face, Noble Consort Mu quickly stood up and knelt down to Gao Tu, weeping in an attractive manner,
Your Majesty, those bstards made trouble during Wushuang’s wedding. They just want to ruin the marriage of Wushuang and His Highness. That’s really outrageous! Please uphold justice for us, Your Majesty.
