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The Grand Master’s Escape
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"Your Majesty, I wish to take you as my consort!"
With a thunderous roar from Emerald Flower, everyone in the grand hall was instantly petrified.
Even the eunuchs waiting outside the hall were jolted awake from their sweet dreams, hastily adjusting their hats and stretching their necks to see where this fierce shout had come from.
Indeed, it was her, the most "troublesome" Sovereign in the history of Dongliang Kingdom.
As the ruler of a nation, Emerald Flower spent her days not pondering how to lead the people of Dongliang Kingdom to prosperity, but rather obsessively scheming on how to bring down the Grand Master.
Images often floated through her mind: that porcelain figure, full of righteousness and purity, writhing beneath her in pleasure, tears streaming down his face like blooming pear blossoms—how delightful that would be!
Emerald Flower wickedly wiped her mouth and cast a lecherous gaze at Leng Qinghuai, the Grand Master.
She watched as Leng Qinghuai sulkily turned his face away, his long, thick eyelashes fluttering slightly. He pressed his lips together into a firm line.
"My, even when angry, he looks so enchanting!" Emerald Flower mused to herself. "How could she bear to give up such a beauty?"
With that thought, a sense of inexplicable satisfaction welled up within her. It was fortunate that the Grand Master had encountered her; she would claim this beauty for herself!
"Your Majesty, the Grand Master is a disciple of Taoist Xu Huai. Taoist Xu Huai has ascended to immortality and left the Grand Master for the sake of Dongliang Kingdom's stability. He will eventually ascend as well; Your Majesty must not entertain such thoughts!" The Prime Minister was sweating profusely, his lips twitching uncontrollably.
How could His Majesty always act on whims? Was it easy being the Prime Minister caught between the Sovereign and the Grand Master?
Emerald Flower gritted her teeth, wishing she could swallow the incessantly chattering Prime Minister whole.
She knew all too well what the old man was thinking: "Foolish monarch, daring to meddle with the celestial beings. Who knows what madness possessed the late king to leave behind so many children and yet choose this lecherous one."
Little did they know, Emerald Flower had been waiting for this day for a long time.
The story began when she was twelve years old. At that time, she wore her older brother's clothes, wielding a large knife while sitting in the back garden, munching on sweet cakes and pondering the meaning of life.
It was then that the Grand Master descended to the mortal realm with Taoist Xu Huai, riding on purple cloud. He appeared as a little boy, his large eyes sparkling with an almost magical allure that captivated her soul.
Emerald Flower rushed over, grabbing his sleeve, drooling as she asked, "What’s your name?"
He turned his face away, looking at her sticky hands with disdain, and coldly replied, "Let go."
Her heart raced; she refused to release him. Seeing his impatience only fueled her determination as she bear-hugged him and teasingly declared, "I don’t care who you are; I’m going to marry you anyway."
He was taken aback, his face turning as red as a ripe tomato as he exclaimed, "You’re a boy! I’m a boy! How can you say such things?"
He tried to pull away but stumbled over a small stone behind him and unexpectedly fell onto Emerald Flower.
For a moment, he incredulously lifted his face, staring blankly at the hand resting on her chest and asked, "You are…"
"That’s right; I’m a girl," Emerald Flower replied with a bright smile.
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