Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot

Chapter 911 8

He turned his head to look, his expression becoming even more somber.

"Do you know him?"

Lu Yuan asked.

Si Snake didn't reply.

The man, panting heavily, approached Si Snake, first greeting the disciples of the Holy Temple with a smile, then took a token from his waist and said, "By order of King Ling, I'm here to escort Young Master Lan back to the palace."

"Young Master Lan?"

Tan'er widened her eyes.

With raised eyebrows, Meng Lang said, "Oh, the young master."

The leader looked at Si Snake oddly, "Are you a member of the Lan Family? Why didn't you mention it earlier?"

His words did not carry much respect.

Nowadays, the ruler of the island is the Holy Hall Master, and the former Lan Royal Family has long become mere mascots, holding titles but actually being imprisoned within the palace.

After Si Snake's parents passed away, his uncle ascended to the throne.

The visitor was a confidant of his uncle, named Qin Ling.

Qin Ling said to Si Snake, "Young Master, please come back with us."

Si Snake pointed to Meng Qianqian and the group: "They're coming with me."

Qin Ling was troubled, "This..."

The leading prison guard said impatiently, "You're already allowed to leave by the grace of the Holy Temple, don't push your luck!"

Fearing Si Snake's anger, Qin Ling hurried to stand in front of Si Snake and said to the guard, "The young man speaks true, I only intend to take our young master away, and the others have nothing to do with our Lan Family."

The guard said, "That's more like it! If you're really the Lan Family Young Master, then please leave!"

Si Snake: "I'm not leaving."

Qin Ling was stunned, "Young Master!"

The guard chuckled, "Have you Lan Family people made up your mind or not? Leaving or staying? If not, we will proceed with execution."

Surprised, Meng Lang said, "No way, look closely, he's the Young Master of the Lan Family, and you intend to kill him just like that?"

The guard sneered disdainfully, "If the High Priest wants someone dead, even if King Ling himself were here, so what?"

Meng Qianqian truly realized the overwhelming power held by the Holy Temple on the island.

No wonder Si Snake would rather leave the island, wander the world, than stay and become a puppet.

With Si Snake's character, this might be worse than death for him.

But Si Snake now was no longer the solitary young master he once was.

The Holy Temple probably doesn't realize that their downfall is near.

"Young Master, come back to the palace with me first, think of a way with King Ling, and then come to rescue your friends. It's not too late."

Qin Ling, knowing Si Snake's loyal nature, decided to persuade Si Snake to return first.

Si Snake didn't fall for it, "You go ahead, this matter has nothing to do with the Lan Family."

This was a decision to face the battle head-on.

Just as tensions were reaching a peak, a woman dressed in yellow stepped forward.

"A command from the Third Protector, I'm to take them to Bishui Pavilion."

The leading prison guard's attitude toward the woman was notably more respectful than with Qin Ling, smiling as he asked, "It's you, Sister Qing'er. You may not know, but the High Priest has ordered the execution of these uninvited guests who rashly intruded upon Lure Island..."

The woman retorted bluntly, "Are you deaf? The Third Protector instructed me to escort them."

The guard's smile faded a little, "But this is the High Priest's order."

"The Hall Master is in seclusion; since when can the High Priest dispose of so many lives at will? I wasn't aware the Holy Temple changed its name to High Priest."

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Meng Qianqian was taken aback, lifting her gaze to see who it was.

She saw an ethereal and otherworldly woman, who could only be Yun Xiyao, whom she had parted from long ago.

"Master Yun?"

Tan'er and Ban Xia said in unison.

Meng Lang: "Hold on, you know each other?"

Tan'er replied, "Know each other? We're practically family! Master Yun, I missed you so much!"

She excitedly hugged Yun Xiyao.

A straight-faced Yun Xiyao pulled her away, "You're covered in sweat."

All the prison guards quickly paid their respects to the noise-absorbing board.

Yun Xiyao calmly said, "I'm taking them with me. Let the High Priest come to Bishui Pavilion to ask for them in person."

With that, she turned and left.

"Aren't you coming with your master?"

The phrase 'your master' left Meng Qianqian momentarily stunned, before she gave a soft "oh."

Qin Ling let out a long sigh, watching Si Snake and Meng Qianqian's group being taken away by Yun Xiyao, his expression complex.

Once inside Bishui Pavilion, Yun Xiyao immediately ordered the kitchen to prepare hot water, sending everyone off to wash.

"I'm finished!"

Tan'er was the first to wash up, bouncing to find Yun Xiyao.

Yun Xiyao smelled her head, gagged by the stench, "Qing'er, you wash her again."

"Yes."

Qing'er agreed.

"I washed! I washed—"

Tan'er was heartlessly dragged into the bath by Qing'er.

By the time everyone finished washing, it was already evening, and Yun Xiyao had set a table full of dishes in the garden.

All of them catered to the tastes of Meng Qianqian and Tan'er.

"Braised—Pork—"

Tan'er's eyes shone green with delight.

Heaven knows since arriving in West City, she hadn't tasted authentic braised pork.

After entering the desert, she was left with only dried, chewy meat.

Meng Qianqian raised a cup of tea as a substitute for wine, "Thank you, Master, for saving us. I toast you, Master."

"Hmm."

Yun Xiyao graciously took a sip.

The large stone in Meng Qianqian's heart settled as she voiced her confusion, "I guessed Master had significant origins, far beyond ordinary, but I never imagined you were from Lure Island."

And a protector of the Holy Temple.

Wouldn't this make her and Si Snake mortal enemies?

She quietly glanced at Si Snake.

Si Snake ate his meal with a calm expression, revealing nothing unusual.

Yun Xiyao said, "Don't look at him anymore. He owes me nothing; in the future, he can do as he pleases."

Si Snake: "I will remember the life-saving grace."

Yun Xiyao: "I saved my disciple, it has nothing to do with you."

Meng Qianqian looked between Yun Xiyao and Si Snake, feeling that more words would be useless at the moment, so she focused on eating.

Yun Xiyao glanced at the slightly bulging belly beneath her loose robes, glaring sharply at her and Lu Yuan, "How many months?"

Meng Qianqian answered honestly, "Six months."

Yun Xiyao: "Reckless antics."

Nevertheless, when arranging rooms for Meng Qianqian at night, she took care to place her next door.

Knock, knock, knock.

"Master, it's me."

In the middle of the night, Meng Qianqian knocked on Yun Xiyao's door.

Yun Xiyao said, "Come in."

Meng Qianqian pushed the door open with an embarrassed smile, "It's so late, and you're not asleep yet, Master?"

Yun Xiyao: "Wouldn't you wake me up if I were asleep? You're bursting to speak, I saw it at dinner."

Meng Qianqian smiled.

Yun Xiyao pointed to a chair beside her.

Meng Qianqian obediently sat down.

Yun Xiyao looked at her with a complex expression, furrowed her brows, and sighed helplessly, "Look at you, any trace of being a mother?"

Meng Qianqian blinked, "Isn't it because I'm in front of Master that I dare show my little side?"

Yun Xiyao glanced at her, "Did you coax Lu Yuan into running circles with just that mouth of yours?"

Meng Qianqian didn't know how to respond for a moment.

"Enough, let's get to the main point."