Chapter 18: You, I Dislike Dirt

Translator: Henyee Translations

Editor: Henyee Translations

“Okay, I’ll take it.”

Mu Ruyue ticked her lips. There were only two people in the Ghost King’s Palace, so no one would obstruct her from the things she wanted to do. There were too many hindrances at the Mu Residence.

In any case, once she became stronger later on, the mere palace could never restrain her.

Unbeknownst to Mu Ruyue, her agreement at this moment left her tied to a man for the rest of her life, destined to be entangled with him for all eternity…

“I’ll send the imperial decree to the Mu Residence later. If there’s nothing else, leave me with my beloved. You may disperse.”

Emperor Ziyue waved his hand impatiently, unable to wait to go and share lunch with his beloved concubine.

While the crowd was leaving, Ye Yihua smiled and approached Mu Ruyue. He tapped his fan on her chin, his charming bedroom eyes glowing flirtatiously. “Miss Mu, that fool doesn’t know anything about making love, much less how to satisfy a woman. If you have needs, feel free to come to me. My door will always be open to you. I will definitely show Miss Mu how skilled I am.”

Mu Ruyue narrowed her eyes and knocked the fan away with her palm. Her cold eyes met his sarcastically. “Do you want me to say it again? I have no interest in stallions. You’ve frequented a few brothels, haven’t you? You must be filled with germs from head to toe because I feel dirty just standing in front of you.”

Ye Yihua’s smile faltered for a second before he quickly regained his romantic, amorous appearance.

“Marrying that fool is no different from being alone, so I believe that you’ll come to me. I’m confident in my skills. Even if my lover is innocent, she will feel minimal pain.”

Mu Ruyue merely smiled. “You’re infested with bacteria, that’s all. I won’t allow anyone to infect me. If you have nothing else to say, you may leave, Your Highness.”

Ye Yihua gave her a long, meaningful look, then he chuckled shallowly. “Then I look forward to your marriage to my cousin. Don’t come begging me in tears when the time comes.”

He was Ye Yihua, talented and blessed with good looks. There were countless women who were willing to spend the night with him. He didn’t believe that any woman could resist his charm.

Although it was impossible to marry this woman, it would be nice if he were to take her innocence.

The fool would never know how to touch her anyway.

After the Emperor dismissed them, Mu Qing left Mu Ruyue behind and instead hurriedly went home to tell Mu Ting’er the good news. Thus, Mu Ruyue got lost inside the vast palace.

“Kill the fool, kill him!”

“Precisely. How could a fool be allowed to enter the palace?”

“Moron, let me tell you—Imperial Father found you a wife just now, the first waste in Feng City. A fool is going to marry a waste—what a perfect match, hahaha!”

A cacophony of voices suddenly rang up ahead.

Mu Ruyue frowned as her eyes skirted around the royal princes and princesses who were dressed in magnificent brocade robes opposite her and landed on a helpless and thin figure.

It was only when she heard that familiar voice that Mu Ruyue froze for a moment. He was actually the ravishing young man who smashed her to the ground yesterday. From their conversation, was he the Ghost King? But didn’t the rumored Ghost King resemble a ghost? This boy was pure and immaculate. How did he resemble a ghost?

“I-I’m here to pick up a kite.”

The youth pursed his lips tightly. His aggrieved look was remarkably similar to an innocent bottom. Some of the ladies couldn’t bear it and tugged the sleeves of the boys beside them. “Forget it.”

“Forget it? Forget what? Hmph, this fool actually came without a summons from Imperial Father. How could I let him go?”

With that said, a boy grabbed the kite from the teenager, snapped it in half, and threw it viciously in the teenager’s face while saying, “Here’s your kite!”

The teenager bowed his head slightly. Everyone thought he was inwardly heartbroken over his broken kite, but no one noticed that there wasn’t a hint of sadness on that handsome face.