The Anarchic Consort

Translator: Misty Cloud  Editor: Misty Cloud

Helian Wei Wei’s left hand grabbed the bamboo cylinder, and casually shook it around.

Her movements didn’t look as pious as other young ladies’, yet it contained an elegance that was difficult to describe.

Eunuch Sun sighed, and muttered in a quiet voice. “How come this person’s style doesn’t seem like she’s requesting her fortune stick. Instead, it seems like she’s swirling a goblet.”

Hearing this, Baili Jia Jue looked up, a trace of light streaked through his apathetic eyes, faintly discernible.

Moving around this cylinder of bamboo sticks and so on made Wei Wei truly feel a bit awkward, she then casually adopted a posture of entering a casino. After shaking a number of times, once she found the feeling, she raised her hand.

The bamboo stick fell down.

The little novice monk standing by the side took that fortune stick and gave it to Head Abbot Fang Zhang.

Head Abbot Fang Zhang saw the words on the fortune stick and burst out into loud laughter. “Excellent, excellent.”

Retired Emperor uttered ‘oh?’, until after the wood stick was brought to him did his eyebrows jump in astonishment.

Helian Jiao Er realized that something’s not right, suddenly turned to look at Wei Wei.

And only saw those smiling eyes looking back at her directly before she shook the cylinder in her hand again, with a purely evil appearance.

Pa!

The second stick of wood fell down.

It’s already outstanding to obtain one excellent divination.

At this time, even the little novice monk was a bit perturbed when he looked at the words written on the fortune stick. He couldn’t help but take another look at Wei Wei.

“Both are highest high fortunes.” Head Abbot Fang Zhang stroked his beard. “It’s indeed rare to see.”

Both were the highest high fortunes? !

Within the temple hall, there was an uproar, as people looked at one another in dismay. When they looked at Wei Wei once again, there’s faintly more envy and admiration.

That maid standing by Helian Jiao Er’s side was stunned, and subconsciously looked at her lady’s face.

Sure enough, it ashened.

Why was it like this? !

The maid’s entire body was a little dazed, because in the past, they’d used the matter of drawing fortunes to mock the Eldest Miss.

At the time, Eldest Miss accompanied the young ladies to the temple every year and ran inside. The young ladies were disgusted with her but she didn’t know it. She was more energetic than anybody when it came to this kind of thing like praying for her own fortune. As if afraid other people didn’t know she adored Lord Murong, she only ever prayed for a marriage predestined by fate. Each time she made a wish, was a time she was humiliated, noisy mockery would ensue.

What happened with this slut today?

Could someone’s fate even be changed? !

How come she’d never heard of this kind of thing before!

Helian Jiao Er gripped her hands, since even if she wasn’t willing, she still needed to muster a smile.

On the contrary, Wei Wei was direct and efficient. When she passed by Helian Jiao Er’s side, she suddenly inclined her body as her fingers lightly helped her sweep away the dust on her shoulder, the sound of her voice neither low nor high, as if she didn’t care if other people heard her as she spoke clearly and drawn out. “Younger Sister? How is it? Does your face hurt?”

These subtle and ineffable words made people listening by the side a bit confused.

Nevertheless, Helian Jiao Er understood and that little face became completely rigid as that originally forced smile disappeared from the corners of her mouth. The previously refined eyebrows became somewhat malevolent.

Wei Wei definitely didn’t didn’t care how she’s doing as she returned again to her original position, as calm and composed as before, a lethargic and indolent appearance.

Helian Jiao Er wrung her handkerchief, in a way that wished she could eat Wei Wei.

It could be assumed to be true if Wei Wei drew a highest high fortune after no one said anything, then maybe Helian Jiao Er wouldn’t have felt so humiliated.

Since a moment ago, basically, astute people could see that this Helian Jiao Er clearly wanted to see Wei Wei humiliated.

In the end, not only was Wei Wei not humiliated, she even drew two highest high fortunes from the bamboo cylinder, this was even better than Helian Jiao Er.

As for Helian Jiao Er, her heart originally already almost bled from anger, yet Wei Wei asked her if her face hurted.

That tempo made her angry enough to die!

Head Abbot Fang Zhang watched this scene and spiritedly casted a look at Baili Jia Jue, seemingly to convey [how is it that the person you favored is just like you, if she won’t open her mouth then she won’t, but once she does, she could make a living person choke up blood!]

Baili Jia Jue indifferently returned his gaze. [What? You have a complaint?]

Head Abbot Fang Zhang silently looked at the sky, how could he have any complaint, he only wanted to ask him how in the world he found such a girl!

Under all of the heavens, finding a person with as poisonous a tongue as Third Prince certainly wasn’t an easy thing to do!

Baili Jia Jue didn’t look at Head Abbot Fang Zhang again, only steadying his eyes which completely lacked any trace of a smile.

Head Abbot Fang Zhang traced the direction of his gaze only to see Wei Wei leaning her head to speak with Hei Ze, no one could hear what she’s saying.

But Hei Ze could be seen smiling as he turned towards her, an appearance of couldn’t help but pamper and indulge her.

Kacha.

Abbot Fang Zhang heard the little statue of Buddha next to his hand appeared to forcibly crack. His white eyebrows furrowed deeply. He seemed to have oversimplified things previously.

No, not just him.

Rather it’s they, they’d always thought that if there’s someone like this by High Highness’ side, it’d be most fitting.

Yet they’d never thought before that maybe that person wouldn’t be willing.

However, based on His Highness’ personality, whatever thing that he wanted, he must obtain, moreover he must possess it completely!

Complete, completely, in other words, meant that this thing must be spotlessly clean.

It didn’t matter that he considered Wei Wei as a prey right now, or if he had a slight interest in her.

If Wei Wei was to have a relationship with another man.

He’s truly afraid that His Highness would do something, for example…destroy Helian Wei Wei!

The more Head Abbot Fang Zhang thought about it, the more worried he became, he glanced to the side and exchanged a look with Retired Emperor.

As expected, Retired Emperor was thinking the same thing, because merely by looking at his face, it was possible to perceive the helplessness in his expression.

Head Abbot Fang Zhang could imagine that if there were no one was around, Retired Emperor certainly would massage his own forehead.

The point of the matter was, His Highness, this person, had never cared about anyone, so much so that he didn’t even care about himself.

Whatever he wanted, he must obtain, furthermore, at any cost.

The more difficult it was to obtain, the more he’d be interested.

This was what made Retired Emperor and Abbot Fang Zhang’s headache hurt even more, because based on what could be seen of the present circumstances, they already could no longer block him.

Apathetic, graceful, poised, these were merely his facade.

Only when this facade was stripped off, would he call forth a destructive force that no one could fathom!

Just like the big fire at that time, no one knew, how many people he massacred.

This was also what’d stressed Retired Emperor’s heart for so many years.

He and Retired Emperor both didn’t even know how he survived such a big fire when he hadn’t even grown up, however, when they saw the not yet fully grown youngster’s apathetic expression as he sat on the throne, countless dead bodies piled behind him and beneath his feet, besides gladness, they also felt the dread bubbling up from their heart.

From that time on, Retired Emperor became worried that His Highness would walk the path of a devil.

What he’s glad about, was that when His Highness regained consciousness, everything was peaceful and there seemed to be any changes. Only his personality became increasingly cold and detached, as well as being able to conceal his feelings without leaking the slightest vestige. Everybody thought that he was handsome and harmless, but they haven’t seen his appearance when he lifted his hand to kill wearing a smile that wasn’t a smile…

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