Nine-Colored Lotus

Chapter 390 This King, Ye Longlin

In the Cloud Top Heavenly Palace villa.

Kong Bailu sat on the sofa, looking coldly at Mu Hanqi.

"Where is your boyfriend? Let him come out and see me!"

"It's one thing to achieve nothing, but now that I'm already here, he doesn't even dare to come out and see me. Is this the man you found? Utterly lacking in manners!"

"A nobody dares to lay a hand on a princess. Who gave him the guts?"

Kong Bailu scanned the surroundings, not seeing Ye Longlin, hence her words.

Mu Hanqi opened her mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment, and could only remain silent.

She remembered Ye Longlin asking her if she had seen the Zheng Mang robe earlier.

If her guess was correct, she might see it today.

"Mom, since you're in Southern Province, why didn't you tell me? If you had told me, I could have prepared."

Mu Hanqi quickly changed the subject. Ye Longlin was currently in his room, and she couldn't let her mother disturb him.

Moreover, the Zheng Mang robe...

She had never seen it before, let alone in such a modern society. How could she possibly see such ancient attire!

One dynasty, one court; since ancient times, the dragon robe symbolized the emperor, while the python robe signified the highest-ranking official below the emperor.

"Hmph, if I hadn't come unannounced, I wouldn't have known that the dignified princess had a wild man outside!"

Kong Bailu snorted coldly, her eyes filled with chill.

But upon hearing this, Mu Hanqi became unhappy, pouting her lips in dissatisfaction. "Mom, Ye Longlin is not a wild man. He is..."

Before she could finish, Kong Bailu interrupted her, saying irritably, "No matter who he is, is he worthy of the Murong royal family? Daughter, I hope you know that from the moment you were born, you have enjoyed the status and position brought by the royal family. Naturally, you should also bear the responsibilities that come with this identity.

As the saying goes, if you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight. You are the most outstanding princess of the Murong family, and this marriage has been personally arranged by the Old Master. You cannot refuse."

"Mom, Ye Longlin is not a wild man. Similarly, even the Murong royal family is considered to be reaching up, not marrying down!"

Mu Hanqi snorted, saying unhappily.

Kong Bailu's laughter was full of anger. "Ha? Mu Hanqi, don't forget, your name is Murong Yuhan, not Mu Hanqi! You are a princess, not an ordinary person! What can these good-for-nothings be worthy of you!"

As these words fell, the villa door opened, and three figures slowly entered.

"Xiao Qi is right. Even the Murong royal family is not marrying down, but reaching up. My Longlin is currently holding a high position and is so young. Who knows how far he can go."

Zhao Qian arrived, supporting Ye Longlin.

Kong Bailu turned her head, a look of disdain flashing in her eyes.

"A country bumpkin! The high position you speak of might just be a squad leader or a minor leader, nothing more.

I hope your family understands the gap between us. You, wearing less than a thousand yuan worth of clothes, but do you know that my outfit is worth a house?

The meaning of 'high position' differs in the mouths of different people. To us, only those who can summon storms in the capital are considered to hold high positions."

From her demeanor and attitude, she exuded a condescending, superior air, looking down on ordinary people.

Such lofty pronouncements were displeasing, yet there was nothing that could be done.

"Indeed, your Murong royal family is great, and you hold high positions. But how do you know my son is not the person you speak of?"

If Ye Longlin were truly an ordinary person, she wouldn't have such confidence. But Ye Longlin was no ordinary person!

Kong Bailu sneered dismissively. "In a poor place like Southern Province, how can a true dragon appear? As for who your son is, it has nothing to do with me. You just need to know that a small fry like Ye Longlin is not worthy of my daughter!

My daughter is the princess of the Murong royal family, renowned for her beauty in Jinling. What qualifications do you have from such a place,呵呵. Furthermore, I warn you, it is only out of respect for my daughter that I have not taken action against your entire family. Today, even if the King of Heaven himself came, he would not be able to stop me from taking my daughter away!

It's best not to court death. I am not a kind person. If it weren't for my daughter, I would never step into such a filthy place, lest it dirty my shoes."

Zhao Qian sat down by the door, gently holding Mu Hanqi's hand, and gave a warm smile.

Mu Hanqi bit her lip tightly, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Silly child, he won't disappoint you."

Kong Bailu suddenly roared, "Take your dirty hands off!"

This enraged roar made Yuan Gang, who had just entered, raise an eyebrow, a playful smirk on his lips as he went upstairs.

But as he rounded the corner, he looked down and saw a Zheng Mang robe swallowing the heavens!

The Head of Military Officers, the Zheng Mang Tun Tian Robe!

Matching a five-star military rank.

Intended for the ultimate leader of the military!

The highest-ranking military uniform!

In Great Xia, only a select few had ever seen such a stunning attire!

It could only be worn on specific occasions.

Ye Longlin always had three sets of military uniforms: one for battle, worn during wartime.

One for formal occasions, worn when attending events or meetings.

And this one, the highest specification, worn during the quinquennial Mount Tai State Ceremony.

Four claws tightly gripped the waist, snake heads roaring on the shoulders, subtly hinting at a dragon.

Auspicious cloud patterns, accompanied by pythons, exuding an aura that could swallow mountains and rivers!

"Her name is not Mu Hanqi, her name is Murong Yuhan, the eldest daughter of the Murong royal family. She has her mission!"

"You people, the ants of the lower class, being able to attach yourselves to a high branch for a while is already a blessing to your ancestors! It has always been about matching social status. What qualifications do you have to aspire to my Murong royal family?

Just because of that Ye Longlin? Utterly lacking in manners. Since I entered, I haven't seen him. If he has the guts, call him out to confront me. I want to see what qualifications he has!"

As he descended the stairs, Ye Longlin heard this statement. He adjusted his python robe and walked downstairs.

Dada da—

The sound was clear and heavy in the night.

Kong Bailu looked angrily towards the stairs. The moment she turned, a chill swept through her entire body!

"This King is the wild man you speak of."

"I am also the man unworthy of the princess of the Jinling Murong clan, as you say."

Ye Longlin stepped forward, approaching her.

Swallowing clouds and chasing tigers, his canopy resembled clouds.

Kong Bailu's mind went blank, utterly stunned by the sight.

She saw the five golden stars on Ye Longlin's shoulders, and the golden python on his body!

Subtly turning into a dragon!

"I apologize for keeping Auntie waiting."

"How is it? Does this python robe of mine look good? This is the state sacrificial ceremony attire. Only a handful of people in this world have seen it."