Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot

Chapter 929 929: Extra Story 02: The Twelve Guards Gather

Meng Qianqian had thought about the secret of the Gate of Qiankun more than once, but she never expected the truth to be so shocking.

She couldn't bear to part with her mother; she hoped her mother could stay forever, but would the Gate of Qiankun really take her mother away again?

Her mother said she had a premonition that this time the Gate of Qiankun would let her stay for a long time. Was it true, or was it just comforting words?

If only she could grasp the secret of the Gate of Qiankun.

Zhongli Yuan also noticed her daughter's worry.

She did not hide anything from her daughter; indeed, she sensed something different about the Gate of Qiankun.

As for why this was so, she couldn't quite say.

It seemed to have some connection with her daughter, but what exactly that connection was, she'd have to explore slowly.

She hoped this time the Gate of Qiankun would give her enough time.

As the mother and daughter spoke, they suddenly noticed a round little head peeking in and out at the door.

Zhongli Yuan turned her head, and that round little head quickly retreated as if afraid of being discovered.

Yet when Zhongli Yuan looked away, the little head would sneak back in.

Meng Qianqian certainly knew who it was. She was about to speak, but Zhongli Yuan motioned for her to be silent.

Then, when the little one glanced inside again, the two beautiful figures vanished without a trace.

"Hmm, mother is gone, and the pretty fairy by the bed is also gone."

The little one spread her hands wide, her face full of confusion.

As she looked around bewilderedly, a lovely figure squatted down in front of her.

The little one was startled, stammering excitedly, unable to say a complete sentence.

"So, so, so, so, so, so beautiful!"

Her little voice was sweet and tender, and she nearly drooled.

Zhongli Yuan smiled gently.

She reached out a slender white hand, gently stroked the little one's head, and pinched her chubby cheek: "Are you Treasure Piggy? What a sweet little child, who taught you to speak so well?"

Treasure Piggy's face turned bright red, and like a shy little mimosa, she lowered her chubby face: "Baby, baby speaks the plain truth, no, no one taught baby."

Zhongli Yuan was truly amused by the children today.

Her own daughter was one thing; this little one was also a lively little treasure.

Zhongli Yuan picked up the little one, surrounding her with gentle fragrance.

Treasure Piggy was dizzy—she was intoxicated, mesmerized, held by the fairy!

Zhongli Yuan turned her head to Meng Qianqian and said, "Rest well, mother will come to see you later."

Meng Qianqian nodded, thinking to herself: I too want my mother to stay. The thought barely crossed her mind before the unreadable expression on her face faded. She lay back on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Treasure Piggy widened her eyes, looking at her instantly sleeping mother, then at the gentle Zhongli Yuan, her little face blushing, like a small apple.

Zhongli Yuan chuckled softly: "Grandmother will take you to play."

Treasure Piggy shyly nodded: "Okay."

Meanwhile, in the twilight-covered backyard, Shang Jue was also disclosing the secret of the Gate of Qiankun to his son and son-in-law.

"...That's how things are. Your mother and I have yet to fully understand the secret of the Gate of Qiankun, but I believe that day will come."

Chen Long's expression was somewhat serious; like Meng Qianqian, he hadn't expected his parents to endure such painful separations, nor did he expect the secret of the Gate of Qiankun to be far greater than he imagined.

What could he do to keep his parents?

Another thought that lingered in his mind was: Since the Gate of Qiankun could take away his mother and the people around her, his father last time, would his sister be caught up in it next time?

If that were the case, he dared not think further.

On the side, Lu Yuan maintained a composed demeanor, looking unruffled—well, one couldn't lose face in front of the father-in-law.

After Shang Jue finished speaking, his gaze also fell on Lu Yuan's face.

Compared to Chen Long, his biological son, this "interloping" son-in-law was naturally a bit of an eyesore.

After all, his precious daughter was his darling, and she was whisked away by this kid, which haunted him to think about.

Furthermore, he had heard that when his daughter first met this guy, she was serving by his side as a guard.

Hmph, who knows how many grievances this rascal caused her—she had to serve him loyally despite his Grand Commander's airs and even shield him from daggers, charge into battle for him.

The more he thought about it, the more Shang Jue disliked Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan, a shrewd man, keenly noticed his father-in-law's odd behavior.

He hurriedly bowed and smiled slightly: "Father-in-law, it's getting late, should we serve dinner?"

Shang Jue coldly replied: "The matter isn't settled, yet you have the mind for dinner?"

"I'm worried about your health, Father-in-law."

"Sweet talk." Shang Jue snorted coldly, "I see you're not young anymore, I wonder how you managed to whisk my daughter away."

Lu Yuan said: "Father-in-law, you're mistaken. Little Nine is such a smart girl, how could she be easily deceived? She inherited your and mother's insight, so whoever she chooses must be excellent."

These words left Shang Jue speechless, both up and down.

No wonder he's a schemer in court!

Shang Jue turned away coldly.

Chen Long was delighted by the spectacle.

He often found himself in Lu Yuan's trap, and now that his father was back, someone was finally managing this brat.

"By the way, father." Lu Yuan added, "You mentioned there are many unfinished matters, could you please instruct your son-in-law? I will do my utmost, to exhaust every effort."

"It's not really a big deal." Shang Jue said theatrically, "A few members of the Twelve Guards under my daughter are still missing. I heard you encountered Zi Shu in town, why did you let him go?"

"Is this who you meant, Father-in-law?" Lu Yuan snapped his fingers.

Yu Zichuan brought in a man, tied securely with ropes. Shang Jue looked closely; wasn't this beaten-up guy Zi Shu?

Shang Jue cleared his throat: "There's also Wu Ma."

Lu Yuan snapped his fingers again, Yu Zichuan brought another person over, and it was Wu Ma.

Shang Jue was stunned.

Lu Yuan smiled: "Oh, and there's Chou Niu."

"There's no need to trouble the little brother with Chou Niu."

A calm yet warm voice rang out.

Everyone looked up to see Duan Mingyue in white, sitting on a wheelchair, being slowly pushed forward by Duan Wenliang.

Behind them was Chou Niu, drawn along by a rope.

Clearly, these three members of the Twelve Guards were not too willing to be here, but who cared about their wishes?

Lu Yuan bowed to Shang Jue: "Father-in-law, do you have any other instructions?"

Shang Jue was dumbfounded.

He did!

He had thought of a hundred ways to make things difficult for this kid, but this kid hit him with three consecutive moves and totally threw him off!