Chapter 383: Shall We Take a Walk Together?
“Your Majesty.”
Maid Little Blue arrived at the bedchamber of the Dragon Empress and bowed.
“How is it going?”
From the grand bed came the voice of the Dragon Empress.
Maid Little Blue: “I report to Your Majesty, Lord Ming offered another top-tier Dharma Instrument as a bribe to me, wanting to probe Your Majesty’s true thoughts.”
“Hmm.” The Dragon Empress responded, not at all surprised. “How did you answer him?”
Little Blue: “I reported to Your Majesty, I merely said that Your Majesty appointed him as Attendant because the Astral Platform foresaw something significant. In the future calamity, Lord Ming will be crucial for the North Sea Dragon Palace, and it’s also to strengthen ties with the Wu Kingdom.”
The Dragon Empress nodded: “And how did he react?”
Little Blue smirked: “Lord Ming seemed to believe it broadly.”
The Dragon Empress yawned: “That’s good, you may leave. You’ve done well this time.”
But Little Blue remained in place, her eyes shifting, wanting to say something more.
Dragon Empress: “Is there anything else?”
Little Blue nodded: “Your Majesty, is Lord Ming truly the one Your Majesty seeks?”
The tone of the Dragon Empress instantly turned cold: “Does this matter concern you?”
Little Blue immediately knelt down: “This servant deserves death!”
The pale blue eyes of the Dragon Empress pierced through the bed curtains, giving a glance at the maid who had served her for four thousand years: “I know what you’re thinking. This time, I’ll spare you, but there won’t be a next time.”
“Yes, Your Majesty,” Little Blue bowed her head.
Even though Little Blue was a Cultivator of the Jade Pudding Realm, she was already drenched in sweat facing the Dragon Empress, unable to breathe under the oppressive dragon aura.
“Leave,” the Dragon Empress lay sideways on the bed, her curves breathtakingly alluring.
“I take my leave,” Little Blue bowed again before turning around and leaving.
“Wait.”
Before Little Blue took more than a few steps, the Dragon Empress spoke.
“Your Majesty?” Little Blue turned around.
Dragon Empress: “Let Me see the top-tier Dharma Instrument he bribed you with.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
Little Blue pulled out a crystal goblet from her storage pouch.
The crystal goblet flew into the bed curtain under an invisible pull.
“You may go claim a half-immortal weapon from the treasury,” the Dragon Empress’s voice gently carried.
“Yes, Your Majesty,” Little Blue nodded and stepped back to leave.
Though the top-tier Dharma Instrument in her hand was replaced by a half-immortal weapon, Little Blue didn’t care at all; she wasn’t lacking in treasures.
After leaving the bedchamber, Little Blue glanced back at the closed door of her majesty and sighed involuntarily.
Her majesty has been fixated for ten thousand years. Even if he is found this time, so what? Ten thousand years have passed, and after reincarnation, would he still be the same person?
On the large bed, the Dragon Empress turned over, lying flat on her back.
Even when lying down, her curves were exaggerated, like two towering peaks! The slender fingers of the Dragon Empress held the crystal goblet, the light from the night pearl shining through the translucent glass, resembling white jade.
Back in his courtyard, Ming reflected on every word spoken by Little Blue.
Honestly, Ming still felt something was off.
However, the reasons provided by the other party were indeed sufficient, and Ming couldn’t find any flaws.
Moreover, honestly speaking, besides future potential, he had nothing much to offer the Dragon Empress.
What could the Dragon Empress possibly desire from him? “Go ask Lord Turtle. First, check what dangers lie within the North Sea Abyss, then make a judgment. If things don’t work out, when I return from handling matters in the Western Regions, I might as well stay at the North Sea Dragon Palace for a few years as Attendant. Anyway, there’s no loss.”
Ming thought to himself, considering it the best course of action for now.
Ming left his courtyard and headed toward Lord Turtle’s residence.
When he arrived, however, Lord Turtle wasn’t home, making it a wasted trip.
The steward told Ming to look for their master at Qinglou, but Ming certainly couldn’t do that—it would ruin the man’s mood.
“If only I had asked Miss Little Blue earlier,” Ming lamented inwardly.
If he had asked Little Blue at that time, he wouldn’t only have saved on gifts but also avoided running around unnecessarily.
But back then, his mind was completely preoccupied with thoughts about the Dragon Empress, and he hadn’t considered it.
Ming strolled around Longdu and found a stall to drink a few cups of wine.
Ming was willing to drink with friends, but if there were none, he figured drinking alone wasn’t bad either.
While drinking alone, Ming would think aimlessly, perhaps without reaching any conclusions, but once the wine was finished, he’d feel somewhat lighter.
Unknowingly, the darkness had fallen over the North Sea Dragon Capital, and Ming felt he’d had enough to drink.
After settling the bill and dispersing the alcohol fumes from his body, Ming walked towards the Imperial Palace.
It was unfortunate that he couldn’t get drunk in Longdu.
Otherwise, sometimes being utterly intoxicated was actually quite pleasant.
Walking into the Dragon Palace, Ming made his way toward his courtyard. As he passed Zhu Cici’s courtyard, her gate suddenly opened.
Zhu Cici stepped out.
They locked eyes, both stopping in their tracks.
Zhu Cici looked away first, lowering her head, her long lashes fluttering softly, her fingers interlocking. Her bashful yet pure demeanor caused Ming to feel a twinge of guilt.
“Good evening.”
As the atmosphere grew awkward and slightly flirtatious, Ming finally spoke.
“Mm-hmm…”
Zhu Cici nodded.
“Good evening.”
Summoning her courage, Zhu Cici looked up at the man before her: “Were you out?”
Ming didn’t hide it: “I just went out for a drink.”
“By yourself?” Zhu Cici blinked her eyes.
Ming chuckled, adopting a teasing tone: “Brother Yewen and the others have some grievances against me now, they don’t accompany me anymore.”
“Why?” Zhu Cici’s eyes flickered lightly.
“It’s obviously…” Ming paused halfway, then shook his head, “No, never mind.”
Zhu Cici’s cheeks turned red, realizing the reason.
Most likely, it was because of her.
“Is Miss Zhu heading out?” Ming asked.
“No, I just wanted to take a walk,” Zhu Cici replied.
Ming pondered for a moment: “If Miss Zhu doesn’t mind, shall we take a walk together?”
