Do You Want to Be My Consort? (1)
Tread, tread…
Footsteps sounded in the dark tunnel as the two people walked out.
Ye Jingtang’s expression was still as calm as usual, but there was clearly a trace of sadness between his brows.
Shang Jianli walked silently like a ghost floating in front of him, his face as cold as ever. “The saddest things in the world are when a hero is in his twilight years and a beauty’s hair turns white. Young Master Ye, you haven’t reached adulthood yet, so it’s natural for you to feel emotional about such things, but don’t take it too seriously. Everyone has their own life, and their experiences can move you and me. But compassion should be used on those who deserve compassion.”
“Sir Shang, do you have a story too?”
“There is no one in the world who doesn’t have a story. The only difference is if they’re big or small, wonderful or not wonderful.”
“Hehe.”
After chatting for a while, Ye Jingtang bade farewell and left.
But before he could go far, he saw Wang Chihu running over and greeting him from afar.
“Brother Ye, Her Highness has summoned you. Come over quickly.”
Shang Jianli had yet to leave. Seeing this, he raised his hand and gestured. “Young Master Ye, please.”
When Ye Jingtang heard that the Prince of Jing had summoned him, surprise flashed in his eyes. After tidying up his clothes, he followed Wang Chihu into the small gate under the high wall.
The white wall seemed to separate two worlds.
In front of the wall was a solemn and dignified government office. After he passed through the small door, the scenery in front of him suddenly opened up, and colorful flowers entered his eyes. A covered corridor stretched over a green lake, leading to scattered pavilions and buildings. Countless young women in colorful clothes were walking among them. It was as if he had walked from the human world to the peach garden of the Heavenly Palace in an instant.
Ye Jingtang walked through the corridor, looking straight ahead. He didn’t look at the well-dressed women in the back residence of the prince’s estate.
But helplessly, he was attractive to women. As soon as he appeared from the corridor, he found dozens of gazes looking at him from all directions. He could vaguely hear whispers.
“Whose son is this?”
“So handsome. Could it be that our prince chose him…”
“What a good match…”
“If Her Highness doesn’t like him, will she reward him to us?”
“In your dreams…”
The maidservants in the prince’s estate were so naughty that Ye Jingtang could infer that the Prince of Jing wasn’t a difficult person to serve. He calmed down a little and followed Wang Chihu to Jasper Pavilion.
It was a tall five-story building. One could only feel its majesty and magnificence when they were close to it. Any figure standing below was like a grain of rice.
At the entrance of Jasper Pavilion, a maidservant was waiting. Wang Chihu stopped at the bottom of the steps and silently winked at Ye Jingtang. “Brother Ye, if you stabilize yourself at this step, you can avoid sixty years of detours. You have to be mindful and attentive.”
Ye Jingtang didn’t know how to respond to this, so he cupped his hands and bowed. Then he lightly raised his robe, stepped onto the stairs, and followed the maidservant into Jasper Pavilion.
The first floor of the tall building was a spacious hall, but there were no tables, chairs, screens, or other daily furnishings. There was an empty space in the middle, about 60 feet in length and width. The floor was not made of wood but black stone of an unknown material, densely covered with fine scratches.
There were eight huge pillars in the surroundings, and behind the pillars was a corridor. Dozens of display tables were placed along the wall, and on them were weapons such as sabers, spears, swords, and halberds.
Martial arts in Great Wei was in vogue. Whether it was men, women, old, young, rich, or poor, they would all learn some martial arts. It wasn’t strange for the prince to have some weapons at home.
At first, Ye Jingtang didn’t pay much attention to his surroundings. He only followed the beautiful maidservant, who would occasionally look back at him. But when he reached a display table, he stopped in his tracks.
On the red mahogany display table was a long spear. It was unknown what material the spear was made of, but it was blackish-blue and had a jade-like luster.
The tip of the spear was one and a half feet long, and the black tip was like a mirror, exuding a gloomy and cold gleam under the light.
The entire spear was not engraved with any patterns or words, but in the eyes of martial artists, it was like the body of a beautiful woman.
Most importantly, there was a wooden tablet under the table with the name of the spear engraved on it.
Roaring Dragon
After Ye Jingtang learned about the Roaring Dragon Chart from his foster father, he had inquired about the origins of this strange book. It was said that in history, there was a founding monarch who had met a strange person in the chaotic world and obtained the strange book. He first entered the Martial Arts Transformation realm, then unified the world. When he was old, he rode a dragon and ascended to immortality. For this reason, this strange book was called the Roaring Dragon Chart by later generations.
And the spear that the founding emperor used to conquer the world was also named ‘Roaring Dragon’ by later generations. It was the leader of the ten famous spears, and it had always been in the private collection of the various emperors of the various dynasties and had never appeared in Jianghu.
As a martial artist, Ye Jingtang would inevitably stop and take a few more glances when he suddenly saw this ‘legendary gold equipment’ to distinguish between authenticity and falsehood.
It was unknown if he was too engrossed, but while he was carefully observing it, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear.
“Like it?”
The voice was clear, solemn, and cold. It carried a dignified aura that couldn’t be disobeyed. Just by listening to the voice, one could imagine the majestic image of awe-inspiring might.
But this voice came from a woman.
Luo Ning’s feminine voice was light and otherworldly with a hint of gentleness. It sounded like a mature heroine who had come out of seclusion.
This mature female voice was haughty, confident, and not to be disobeyed. It had the aura of a domineering female CEO…
Ye Jingtang didn’t hear the footsteps and was slightly shocked. He turned around and saw a woman in front of the maidservant who had led the way.
The woman had a jade crown on her head and was wearing a silver-white python robe. There was a jade belt around her waist with a green jade dragon pendant hanging on it.
The style of the woman’s clothes was obviously men’s clothing, but it had been slightly modified. They were slimmer, and her waist was tightly tied. Her clothes were very big, and they were bulging with two lumps. Even the five-clawed golden python on it had become a ‘fat-headed dragon’.
