MTLNOVEL Chapter 321: What Young Master Ye Drinks Is Not Wine, But Loneliness
Chapter 321: What Young Master Ye Drinks Is Not Wine, But Loneliness
Fan Qiongyin nodded and said, “At that time, I’ll do my best to hold them off. I’ll leave Fengya to you, young master.”
Lin Fengmian responded with a hum, quietly gazing into the distance, eager to see what kind of show Jun Chengye had arranged for them.
As they neared their destination, he finally caught sight of the legendary Junlin City.
This imposing city was grander and more magnificent than any he had ever seen, even surpassing the royal capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty in both scale and majesty.
The pitch black city walls soared into the clouds, like a massive mountain range stretching across heaven and earth, making anyone before it feel insignificant.
At this moment, the city tower and walls were crowded with people, their eyes fixed on Lin Fengmian and his group as they approached, their anticipation palpable.
Seeing these fearless onlookers, Lin Fengmian couldn’t help but find it amusing.
Should he randomly pick one lucky spectator to grant them a one-day tour of the Yellow Springs, complete with a bowl of Meng Po’s soup?
From the city tower, Jun Chengye stood watching Lin Fengmian and his entourage approach from afar. His gaze was cold and calculating.
“Is that boy Ye Xuefeng?”
Standing next to him, Ding Fuxia replied quietly, “He should be. According to the spies, he broke through to the Void Realm two days ago.”
Jun Chengye shook his head with a wry smile. “So when he killed Luo Zhiyi, he was only at the Unity Realm? Uncle, you miscalculated.”
A flicker of regret flashed through Ding Fuxia’s eyes as he coldly said, “He’s just broken through to the Void Realm. His strength is unstable. I’ll definitely kill him this time.”
Jun Chengye shook his head again. “No rush. Let’s see if there’s any room to maneuver first.”
A short, dark-skinned man with a sturdy build stood beside them. He looked at Lin Fengmian with a touch of admiration.
“Heh, this kid is interesting. If it weren’t for my daughter, I wouldn’t even want to be his enemy.”
Although he wore luxurious robes, his dark complexion and short stature made him look somewhat out of place. However, no one dared to laugh at him.
The bloodlust aura he exuded was hundreds of times stronger than that of Zhang Biao, whom Lin Fengmian had killed.
Jun Chengye’s smile remained gentle as he said, “If this man is willing to submit, the Southern King won’t have to make him an enemy.”
The dark-skinned man was Xu Su, a follower of the Heaven-Soaring Sword Saint and the only non-imperial duke of the Junyan Empire.
Xu Su chuckled and said, “A genius like him won’t submit so easily. Fourth Prince, remember your promise to marry my daughter and make her your wife.”
“When you ascend the throne, she will become the Empress. The status of my Xu family will remain unchanged, and our military authority will not be taken away.”
Ding Fuxia felt a strong urge to roll his eyes as he thought of Xu Su’s rough and unattractive daughter. How could someone like that be fit to represent the empire as an empress?
However, with Luo Zhiyi dead and their side shorthanded, they had no choice.
Poor Chengye, having to marry such a woman.
Jun Chengye maintained his composed expression, nodding his head. “Yes, Chengye remembers. The Southern King needn’t worry.”
“Let’s go. It is time to greet my two dear sisters and their chosen partner, the incomparable genius of Junyan.”
With that, Jun Chengye stepped out of the city wall and walked gracefully toward Lin Fengmian.
His long hair fluttered in the wind, and under the sunlight, he seemed to radiate brilliance.
Lin Fengmian had to admit, the Jun family certainly had an excellent appearance.
Even the perverted Jun Jueli, whom he had killed, was remarkably good-looking.
With his noble status, exceptional talent, and demeanor, Jun Chengye was indeed the kind of man who could charm countless women.
On the City Tower, noblewomen shouted in admiration:
“Fourth Prince! Your Highness! So handsome!”
“Fourth Prince, you’re the best!”
…
Behind Jun Chengye, Ding Fuxia and Xu Su followed closely as they descended the city wall together.
Lin Fengmian took out a wine bottle, took a sip, and sighed in frustration.
This was the first time he had encountered someone so popular that it completely overshadowed his presence.
He was annoyed – extremely annoyed!
It was fine to show off, but don’t outdo him at it!
His irritation vanished momentarily when he spotted a burly, dark-skinned woman on the city wall shouting at Jun Chengye:
“Husband! Husband!”
Jun Chengye’s face stiffened, but he forced a slight smile and politely nodded in her direction.
“Ah, husband!”
The dark-skinned woman’s face flushed, her hands clutching her chest as she swooned with infatuation.
Lin Fengmian couldn’t hold it in. He spat out a mouthful of water, almost choking to death.
“Wait… is she his wife?”
Fan Qiongyin looked at Lin Fengmian strangely. She had watched him drink for days, yet never once had she smelled any alcohol on him.
And now, even as he spat out his drink, there was still no trace of alcohol left. It left her thoroughly perplexed.
If not for fear of offending him, she would have gone up and asked him directly:
“Young master, did you buy fake wine?”
Noticing her twitching nose and hesitant expression, Jun Fengya immediately guessed what she was thinking.
She gently explained, “Auntie, Young Master Ye isn’t drinking wine—he’s drinking loneliness.”
Simply put, he was just guzzling water, nothing else.
Fan Qiongyin misunderstood her meaning and was struck with reverence.
No wonder he was a genius. His state of mind was worlds away from that of a mere mortal.
Lin Fengmian’s face flushed with embarrassment. “Hey, hey! Stop joking around. I asked you something – is that really his wife?”
“That’s Xu Zhibai, the daughter of the Southern King. She’s been waiting to get married for years. Fourth Brother must’ve struck a deal with the Southern King to gain his support,” Jun Fengya explained, her sharp political intuition quickly uncovering the truth behind the situation.
Lin Fengmian looked at the dark, plump woman and took a deep breath.
“Waiting for years? Doesn’t that make her… uh, unsold stock?”
“And you’re willing to bite the bullet? Your family’s tough, I’ll give you that!”
Despite being an adversary, he couldn’t help but feel a shred of sympathy for Jun Chengye.
Unaware of his enemy’s pity, Jun Chengye gracefully landed in front of Lin Fengmian and his group. A radiant smile adorned his face as he addressed them.
“Ninth Sister, Little Sister, it’s quite a surprise to see that you’ve made it here.”
“Fourth Brother,” Jun Yunshang replied with a polite nod, her demeanor suggesting that their relationship was cordial.
After all, who wouldn’t like a meek and obedient sister who posed no threat?
However, Jun Fengya replied indifferently, “So, Fourth Brother, are you planning to keep me here?”
Jun Chengye’s smile remained warm. “We are siblings. I have no desire to become enemies with my two imperial sisters.”
“If you two are willing to swear to accept princely titles and renounce your claim to the throne, I’ll let you enter the city.”
Jun Fengya asked coldly, “And if I refuse? If I insist on entering the city, would Royal Brother kill me?”
Jun Chengye sighed. “Ninth sister, what are you talking about? How could I ever do such a thing as fight among kin?”
“If you refuse, I will have no choice but to block you outside the city gates until the last moment of the month.”
Jun Fengya scoffed, “Royal Brother, you’re as hypocritical as ever!”
Jun Chengye remained unruffled, his smile unwavering. “Why not give it some more thought, my dear sisters?”
With Lin Fengmian present, he didn’t have absolute confidence in defeating them.
If he could secure the throne without bloodshed, even at the cost of granting two princely titles, that would undoubtedly be the best outcome.