Chapter 572 Beauty Must Be A Curse

The ceremony of the empress dowager was completed smoothly, and the officials did not see Su Mianyue's face until they saluted the empress dowager.

Even if some people think that beauty is a curse, they dare not say it at this time, especially since Su Mianyue's dowry can contribute greatly to the peace and stability of the Yan Country.

At the evening palace banquet, the women brought their daughters to pay their respects to the new queen.

Some young girls who wanted to enter the palace as concubines were ashamed of themselves after seeing Su Mianyue's appearance. Even their mother quietly dismissed the idea of sending her daughter into the palace.

Su Mianyue had a refined appearance and a master as his backing, and his wealth was not even comparable to that of the emperor. With such a queen in power, they would only end up sending their daughter into the palace for two reasons. One was that they did not see the face of a monarch in the palace of old death, and the other was that they died in the midst of fighting for favor.

No matter what the outcome was, it was not the result that big families spent a lot of money and material resources to nurture their daughters. It was not as powerful as political marriage to the family.

Yun Zhihua unexpectedly announced at the palace banquet that she would pass on the position of the head of the Purple Mist Mountain to Su Mianyue, which was also a big gift for her beloved disciple. Although yun zhihua had the idea of traveling around the world, there was no lack of the intention of giving Su Mianyue the right to crush Ji Xun's identity.

The Purple Mist Mountain disciple was treated with great courtesy by the monarchs of various countries, and as the head of the Purple Mist Mountain, he was even qualified to be on equal footing with the emperor, especially since the emperor was a disciple of the Purple Mist Mountain, and it was reasonable even to offer up to Su Mianyue.

"The master is very handsome. He has given such courage to the disciple in one sentence. Does he want the disciple to leave the palace and go back to purple mist mountain to take care of the sect now?" Su Mianyue smiled helplessly, knowing that Yun Zhihua would never change her mind once she made a decision, but her identity was not suitable for living in the Purple Mist Mountain for a long time, and she did not want to do so in private.

"The Purple Mist Mountain has its own elders to take care of it. If you are not at ease, you can also appoint an agent to take care of the affairs of the commoners. You must do everything by yourself. Who would like to take this position?" Yun Zhihua said nonchalantly, as she had always done.

"The martial arts of a disciple may not be able to promote the Purple Mist Mountain, but it is not as good as a master to educate his disciples." Su Mianyue told the truth, but now she just felt too stressed. She didn't even learn 30 % of yun zhihua's kung fu. As for the cultivation of internal force, it was far from the same.

"Retired Emperor is still popular in the royal family. Have you ever seen Retired Emperor really leave her alone?" Yun Zhihua's eyes were filled with the words' children can't be taught'. He looked at Su Mianyue and snorted, "If you know that you can't do your martial arts, work hard to cultivate. You are the only disciple who has closed the door for your master. Can you make others feel better if you don't pass the position of master to you?"

Hearing yun zhihua's tone of voice was a little displeased, Su Mianyue had to swallow the rest of the unspoken words, and then she would annoy the master. When the time came, she really did not care about anything, and some of them cried.

During their conversation, the master and disciple did not pay much attention to the expressions of their wives. Although most people did not know much about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, many of the wives who were in high positions knew the meaning of the Purple Mist Mountain, so they looked at the master and disciple in the first seat in shock. Silently hoping that they had heard wrong, or else they would have been jealous of Su Mianyue's good fortune.

The head of the Purple Mist Mountain, the queen of the Purple Mist Mountain, how could a remarried woman have so many identities that they could not reach?

There were too many people present, and it was not easy for Su Mianyue to ask about personal matters. After a few more words with Yun Zhihua, he took on the responsibility of getting up to be the hostess, and the banquet officially began.

In the middle of the banquet, the palace people came to report that Little Prince was assassinated and saved by the mysterious man. Su Mianyue frowned and looked cold.

Although her son's safety reassured her, the indomitable spirit of the other party annoyed her. Even if she owed Faang Yuanh another favor, she was unhappy.

"It seems that you need to stay for a while longer before you leave. Your little girl's methods are too gentle." Yun Zhihua's face was extremely ugly. Her little grandson had been schemed over and over again. If it hadn't been for Su Mianyue's wedding today, there would have been a river of blood in the palace.

"With a master in the disciple, you will be at ease." Su Mianyue smiled lightly and was impatient with the unfinished banquet. At this time, she only wanted to rush to her son's side so that she could be at ease.

Biwu sat at the bottom of Su Mianyue's seat. Of course, he heard what the palace people said. After exchanging a look with Su Mianyue, he left the table to visit Little Prince. He could not expect the mysterious man to help again and again.

The palace banquet ended at the beginning of shen shi, and it was definitely the earliest to end than the previous palace banquet, but it was the most sincere time for everyone to kneel down.

Yun Zhihua's murderous aura from time to time frightened these women and ladies, and made many mistakes in the talent show.

It was supposed to be a time for the couple to get together alone after the banquet, but Su Mianyue was worried that Little Prince would be assassinated again, and Yun Zhihua was worried about the safety of the child so that they could return to Pepper House together.

Ji Xun held a palace banquet on the other side, but he was always concerned about his wife and children's actions. When Su Mianyue's palace banquet ended, he came back early, and before he could enter the house, Yun Zhihua slapped him away.

But Yun Zhihua didn't mean to hurt anyone, so Ji Xun was protected from internal injuries.

"Why should my sister get angry with my disciple? Although this boy is the emperor, he has tried to leave all the courtiers behind several times. He is no less concerned about his wife and children than you are."

Bai wuji was displeased when he saw his disciple being beaten, but he also knew that Yun Zhihua valued Su Mianyue, so his tone was not heavy. It sounded like a casual remark.

"Hmph, with all my heart, my good grandson is in danger again and again. It's a pity that my Mianyue is worthy of such a useless man." What Yun Zhihua said in anger was naturally unpleasant.

Su Mianyue didn't want to make Ji Xun look too ugly, but he knew his master's temper. If he didn't let her vent, it would only make Ji Xun more miserable.

"Master, this is not the time to talk about this. Let's hear what eighth and the others have to say. If someone wants to harm my son, they have to ask me if I agree." Su Mianyue's expression was slightly cold.

"Go with him. A man who can't protect his wife and children is not a man." Yun Zhihua's face was still ugly, but he had no intention of doing it again.

Su Mianyue breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that the enemy would not retreat from the outside but would start to heckle inside.

Turning around to help Ji Xun into the hall, Su Mianyue asked softly, "Are you hurt?"

"No problem. The master was merciful and did not have any internal injuries." Ji Xun shook his head. His expression was normal, but he could not tell whether he was happy or angry.

"The master is just worried about our son, and he doesn't mean to make you look bad. Besides, our son belongs to both of us. Today's grand wedding is also prepared for me. It's my responsibility for my son to be in danger." Su Mianyue spoke, his tone full of remorse.

"Master zhang is right. It's my duty as a man to protect my wife and children. How can I blame you?" Ji Xun sighed, understood Su Mianyue's intention and said, "Don't worry, your man is not so petty. He knows who is good to us, so I won't be angry even if the master really hurt me."