Heavenly Proud Girl 012. Shangguan
Her face turned pale and her breathing became rapid. Her mind had already automatically filled in the next course of action, after seeing blood she must first go find Concubine Lan!
Everyone suddenly also sensed that something was wrong. Especially the development of things seemed to be quite different from what they had guessed, and it was no longer just a simple spar.
"The Grand Prince!"
"Princess Gaoyang!"
Everyone exclaimed in surprise. If Bai Li Ming was really injured, even if it was Bai Li Si Qing's fault, these sparring partners would also be hard to exonerate.
His entire body's blood flowed in reverse, his face deathly pale and wan. The icy coldness in Baili Siyuan's eyes shocked him, he wanted to dodge but his legs felt like they had been struck by a broken wooden stick, his body uncontrollably leaning forward, it was already too late to move again, he could only stare blankly as Baili Siyuan swung her sword towards him. The intense silver light fell like icy frost, freezing all his thoughts and enveloping him in fear of injury and death.
In a flash of lightning, a point of golden light flashed like a shooting star flowing on the silver light, suddenly surging violently, as if molten gold was burning fiercely, illuminating the vast sky.
With a loud "clang!", the golden spear flew down, scattering countless rays of light in all directions.
Baili Siqing's mind was awakened by the clear and loud sound, his hand holding the sword involuntarily trembled slightly, and when he focused again, his long sword had already been cut off by a short dagger that came from nowhere.
"Oh no! Young Master Wang's hand slipped and accidentally broke Qing's sword." A light, exaggerated young male voice suddenly rang out.
Hearing this loud voice, Baili's eyebrows furrowed and her heart skipped a beat.
Baili Ming sat on the ground, regulating his breath, with a slow trickle of blood seeping from the wound on his shoulder inflicted by the short dagger. Despite this, he still felt a sense of relief and looked towards the newcomer following the sound.
A dark-colored robe with exquisite dark ink cloud patterns embroidered on its sleeves silently falls before everyone.
The quiet surroundings could not suppress the man's loud voice, "Today I came to this training ground with great interest, but I didn't expect to see such a wonderful scene."
Baili Siqing threw down the broken sword in his hand and said indifferently: "Who am I? It turns out to be King Yue's young master."
He Fan was the first to come to his senses and hastily led everyone in a bow, "Greetings, Young Master Wang."
A hundred years ago, when the world was in chaos, the founder of the Yue Wang Fu, Shangguan Yi, fought side by side with Bai Li Tu Su, and together they established the great country of Dayue. Later, Bai Li Tu Su ascended to the throne, and Shangguan Yi was granted the title of Viscount, bestowed with the Yue Wang Fu estate, and his descendants inherited it for generations, forever enjoying royal glory.
After the ascension of Emperor Jing'an, the Yue Wang Fu had been passed down to the fifth generation descendant, Shangguan Xieyao. The man in black robes before him was Shangguan Xieyao's second son, Shangguan Yue.
Baili Yu collected her earlier tension and properly dealt with the disappointment in her heart, smiling: "Young Master Wang, what brings you here today?"
The Yue Wangfu's influence in the capital has always been unshakeable. In every struggle for the throne, any prince who had the support of the Yue Wangfu would inevitably become the next emperor. Their father, Emperor Jing'an, also ascended to the throne because he gained the support of both the Yue Wangfu and the Si Kong House.
They had also racked their brains to seek the support of the Yue King's Mansion, but no matter how they promised benefits, Shangguan Yuyao was unmoved. Therefore, they could only place their hopes on Shangguan Yue.
But Shangguan Yue was different from the strict family style of the Yue Wangfu, and could be considered the most casual and idle child in history. He did not hold any important positions, but instead occupied a seat among the young masters of the capital city. Yet, with such an idle and lazy personality, he happened to be the chosen successor of the Yue King.
They wouldn't even be able to get close to Gong Yu, let alone win her over. Fine wine and beautiful women were never in short supply at the Yue King's palace, which was always more extravagant than the imperial palace itself.
Shangguan Yue smiled and said, "Hehe", her eyes shining brightly as she gazed at Baili Siqing, "I heard that Qing sister returned to the palace yesterday. I thought that maybe today I could meet you here, and indeed I was right!"
He didn't even break a single thread of Bai Li Si Qing's awkwardness, and with a light flick of his sleeve, he stepped onto the high platform.
A low, muffled voice filled with astonishing admiration echoed through the air, "Qing Mei Mei has become even more beautiful over the past two years. Just now, I saw her from afar and thought I had seen the Red Cloud Fairy. Look at this swordsmanship, swinging with a refreshing flair, truly like a startled swan!"
Baili Siqing looked at him as he slowly approached, a hint of displeasure between his eyebrows. "If we're talking about martial skills, I'm afraid I'm far inferior to Prince Yue's. From 100 meters away, he can shatter my sword with a single strike. As for this level of skill, there are hardly a few people in the entire State of Xiang who can match it."
Shangguan Yue stopped in front of her, staring at the ripples and shadows in her eyes, which seemed to be reflected in the endless darkness. A smile bloomed on his face as he said, "You keep calling me Young Master Wang, won't you ever call me Brother Yue?"
