Chapter 882 - 332: Marriage, Origins, and Schemes (Part 2)
Chapter 882: Chapter 332: Marriage, Origins, and Schemes (Part 2)
The conversation ended.
Zhou Xuanming eagerly sent a message to Ningning right in front of Housekeeper Zhou.
Seeing that he didn’t treat him as an outsider at all, Housekeeper Zhou just shook his head with a smile. When he heard Ningning mention that Fu Changsheng had already arrived in Jingzhou, Housekeeper Zhou’s eyes lit up, and he quickly gave Zhou Xuanming a few instructions.
...
Fu Family’s Sang Garden.
Fu Changsheng learned from Ningning that Zhou Xuanming had sought the Seventh Prince’s approval to meet him, which was somewhat unexpected.
Ningning, however, was brimming with excitement:
"Father, look, I told you I didn’t choose the wrong person. Mr. Zhou said he would marry me, so he will definitely keep his promise."
This child.
Being too deep in feelings is certainly not a good thing.
If it weren’t for the fact that the intelligence suggested Zhou Xuanming would inherit the Prince Title in the future, he wouldn’t agree to this marriage alliance no matter what.
Once Ningning calmed down, Fu Changsheng spoke:
"You should ask your dear Mr. Zhou if there’s anything in particular to be aware of when meeting the Seventh Prince."
Besides being a member of the Royal Family, the Seventh Prince is also a Golden Core Master.
Ningning nodded quickly.
After enquiring, she finally learned a bit about the Seventh Prince’s background.
The Seventh Prince spent quite a bit of time in the Celestial Secret Pavilion after his birth. But after the Eldest Princess gave birth to another son, who caused celestial phenomena upon birth and was considered an unrivaled successor for the Celestial Secret Pavilion, the originally considered backup, the Seventh Prince, was expelled from the pavilion by the Eldest Princess.
The son born later was specially granted the title of Prince Ann by Emperor Zhou upon coming of age and, after marriage, was allowed to stay in the Imperial Capital without going to his fief.
It is rumored.
That the relationship between the Seventh Prince and the Eldest Princess remains tense.
Thus, the names of the Eldest Princess and Prince Ann are taboo in front of the Seventh Prince.
Fu Changsheng mused:
"The Seventh Prince’s mother is the Eldest Princess and also in charge of the Celestial Secret Pavilion. Logically, the Seventh Prince should have some omens of danger."
The meeting place was set right beside the Sang Garden, in the vineyard Zhou Xuanming had acquired.
Several days passed.
Fu Changsheng and Ningning arrived as promised.
Zhou Xuanming, guarding the main entrance, wore a specially chosen black ceremonial robe today. He was slightly startled upon seeing Fu Changsheng, as Fu Changsheng appeared to be about twenty years old, clean-shaven, giving the impression of a graceful young man to anyone unaware.
Zhou Xuanming hurriedly stepped forward, cupped his hands, and saluted:
"Greetings, Uncle Fu."
"Hmm."
Fu Changsheng nodded slightly.
Though appearing youthful, Zhou Xuanming noticed the dignity befitting a clan leader in his every move, which made him even more nervous. Fortunately, Liuu Rusheng, with late-stage Purple Mansion cultivation, came to greet him as well, escorting them to the Council Hall.
Zhou Xuanming fell half a step behind, standing alongside Ningning.
The two had not met in quite some time.
Zhou Xuanming noticed Ningning’s pregnancy was beginning to show, feeling both curious and thrilled:
"Ningning, you’ve worked hard. Is the little one behaving inside?"
The pair exchanged glances affectionately from behind.
Meanwhile, Fu Changsheng surveyed the garden, noticing the cleverly arranged pavilions and bridges that, while not overtly luxurious, reflected meticulous care. In front of the Council Hall stood a transplanted centuries-old Taiyun Pine:
"The offspring of the Royal Family certainly have a touch of distinction."
Arriving at the Council Hall entrance.
Liuu Rusheng quickly stepped forward to introduce to Housekeeper Zhou:
"Elder Zhou, this is the Fu Clan Leader."
Though a housekeeper, Housekeeper Zhou possessed late-stage Purple Mansion cultivation, prompting Fu Changsheng to respectfully salute.
Housekeeper Zhou casually glanced at Fu Changsheng and noted his impressive and extraordinary demeanor despite hailing from the remote Eastern Wilderness, thinking that the matter was halfway resolved: "Fu Clan Leader, our Prince awaits inside, please."
The hall doors opened.
At once, a surge of pressure radiated forth.
Fu Changsheng raised his eyes and saw a middle-aged man wearing a feathered crown seated inside. His brow bore a Royal Family bloodline mark, lending mystery to his otherwise ordinary features. Fu Changsheng saluted:
"Changsheng pays respects to the Prince."
The Seventh Prince remained silent. As he gazed at Fu Changsheng, he perceived mystical Spiritual Qi swirling in his eyes. Upon further inspection, he found Fu Changsheng shrouded in thin mist, obscuring his Celestial Destiny and Fortune:
"This...."
His Dragon Gazing Technique was inherited from the Celestial Secret Pavilion.
Though not yet perfected, he should’ve been able to discern the fate of lower-tier cultivators but couldn’t see through Fu Changsheng. It was the second time he encountered such a situation; the first being his brother.
The shock in his eyes flashed briefly.
The Seventh Prince quickly regained his composure. The Fu Clan Leader before him managed to grow his clan into today’s Eighth-Grade Noble Family despite the clan initially having only Four Cultivators amidst internal and external troubles, indicating personal fortune.
His foolish son unwittingly found a good marriage alliance after all.
He immediately broke into a smile:
"My dear in-law, no need for such formality, please sit."
Fu Changsheng was a bit stunned.
He hadn’t expected the royal prince to approve of the alliance the moment they met.
A sense of delight filled his heart.
Upon sitting down.
The Seventh Prince turned to Ningning, presented a meeting gift, and waited until only he and Fu Changsheng remained in the council hall, then spoke:
"Fu Clan Leader, to be frank, Xuanming has another marriage arranged, scheduled for ten days hence. Invitations were sent, and all preparations are complete. If you don’t mind, Ningning and Xuanming could wed in ten days. How about it? As for the bride price and related matters, I’ll instruct Uncle Zhou to complete all within these days. Otherwise, the next good date will be next year."
Next year comes.