Evil God, Love Me Tender

Jun Qianyan looked coldly at Jun Yanran, and said in a cold voice, "If I were you, I would obediently stay at home, so that no one could steal my position as the princess consort."

Jun Qiyan's words stunned Jun Yanran for three seconds. After thinking it over carefully, she was still unable to understand what she meant.

"Jun Qiyan, what do you mean by saying those words clearly?!" Jun Yanran held onto Jun Qiyan's arm, not allowing her to leave.

Jun Qianyan looked at him with a faint smile, and shook off the hand that Jun Yanran was holding onto her arm with all her might.

After leaving, only Jun Yanran was left standing blankly on the spot.

After returning to his room, Jun Qianyan immediately dove into the Nuwa Stone to cultivate. These past few days, he had accumulated quite a bit of spirit energy within the Howling Forest, and was constantly showing signs of a breakthrough.

Within the Nuwa Stone, a massive vortex of spirit power had formed with Jun Qiyan at the center. Countless amounts of spirit power were gushing toward the center of the vortex.

After an unknown period of time, Jun Qiyan slowly opened her eyes and let out a long breath. At this time, she had already reached the eighth level of Qi Cultivating Stage and was showing signs of breaking through to the ninth level!

Jun Qiyan stretched his waist in satisfaction, the fatigue of the past few days had all disappeared without a trace.

"Someone's coming." The Octadic Snake reminded him with good intentions.

"Miss." Bi Yun handed over a set of clothes to Jun Qianyan.

Jun Qiyan frowned as he looked at the clothes in front of him; he wasn't very interested.

Normally, girls would not be interested in clothes that they liked. They would not even have the mood to dress up their own appearance.

"Master wants you to change into this set of clothes and attend the crowning ceremony of the crown prince." Bi Yun respectfully said.

Jun Qiyan nodded, her face devoid of emotion.

In the carriage.

"Dye, all the major families of the Eastern Tomb Nation will send people to attend this time." Jun Mo Chen said elegantly as he held the fan in his hand.

Jun Qiyan looked away and lightly nodded her head. She had no relationship with Di Yuming at all. It wasn't because of the Jun Family that she wouldn't participate in the conferred ceremony.

The horse carriage soon arrived at the main hall. They didn't arrive early, but most of the people from the various families were already there.

Under the rays of the sun, the golden tiles glowed resplendently. The floor made out of white jade looked extremely luxurious. There were lifelike golden dragons carved on the pillars in the hall, as if they would break out of their confinement in the next second and soar through the horizon.

The entire palace was filled with the beauty of the majestic atmosphere.

Jun Qiyan withdrew her gaze and walked into the hall with Jun Mo Chen.

This was the first time the original owner had entered the Imperial Palace. Although the original owner was once the young lady of the Jun Family, he had been born with a poor spirit and was unable to practice.

Since Jun Yanran was the future Crown Prince's consort, she had arrived in the hall early.

When he saw Jun Qianyan and Jun Mo Chen walking over side by side, he immediately said in a strange tone:

"Oh, isn't this the young mistress?"

Seeing that Jun Yanran and Jun Qianyan were at loggerheads, the other young mistresses of the aristocratic families started to speak up as well. "He's just a piece of trash."

"Yanran, let me tell you, there are some people who do not know their own morals. You must be careful, it is hard to avoid some people who do not have the intention to change their mind."

"That's right, there's a saying. The more ugly people are, the more trouble they will cause!"

As Jun Qianyan listened to the crowd, he kept talking back and forth. His expression was still the same as before, as if he was watching a few clowns jumping around.

Jun Mo Chen's handsome face was now as black as the bottom of a pot, and the white jade fan in his hand was slowly tightening, showing signs of getting angry.

He was about to step forward and teach these young mischievous ladies a lesson when Jun Qiyan stopped him.

"Bro, we just bit each other. We can't just go back, can we?"

The young madams of the Jun Family were stunned for a moment. They hadn't expected that the rumored weak Jun Family's eldest daughter would dare to speak to them in such a manner.

"Whoever answers will be the one." Jun Qiyan said.

The faces of the few young mistresses from aristocratic families became extremely unsightly. However, because of Jun Mo Chen, they had no choice but to remain silent.

Ha ha-ha ha-ha ha-ha ha!" "Suddenly, a burst of laughter came from outside the hall.

The few young mistresses wanted to curse out loud, but when they saw the person outside the door, they couldn't help but shrink back. All the malicious words stuck in their throats.

"Mo Chen, this little sister of yours is quite interesting. No wonder you are so protective of her." Feng Chenlang was unrestrained as he elegantly walked in.

Today, Feng Chenlang was deliberately dressed up. As the saying goes, a man relies on a horse to saddle his horse. Feng Chenlang's appearance as a noble young master immediately won the hearts of a large group of young girls …

"Sister, are you interested in getting to know each other?" Feng Chen Lang blinked his peach blossom eyes, and continued to discharge electricity at Jun Qianyan.

However, countless young girls secretly gritted their teeth as they tried their best to dismember Jun Feiyan's body into thousands of pieces.

Jun Qiyan silently looked up to the sky, not bothering with the fool in front of him.

"Chen Lang, you're really too desperate to eat. No one dares to carelessly hook up with you. Aren't you afraid that Mo Chen will rip you apart with his bare hands?" The first half of his sentence had ridiculed Jun Qianyan in an incomparably ugly manner, while the second half had raised Jun Mo Chen's status.

Even Jun Mo Chen was at a loss for words when it came to the current situation.

Outside the great hall, three young men walked over in the opposite light. The young man looked like a character that had just walked out of a comic book; his beauty was suffocating.

In the face of the excitement of the other young girls, Jun Qiyan indifferently cast a glance at the three of them. Her expression was the same as before, and she paid no heed to Gu Yao's words.

She had seen Jing Ji Bai and Gu Yao once before. As for the pale-faced, sickly person beside her, he was most likely the Ye Changsheng that Jun Mo Chen and Feng Chen Lang had often mentioned in the Howling Forest.

In the cabinet, Di Yeming and Jun Yunge walked over side by side.

"Is everyone here? "What are you chatting about that makes you so happy."

She had a gentle expression on her face, appearing like the mistress of a house.

The moment the duo saw the duo, two words appeared in everyone's mind. A perfect match made in heaven.

Jun Yanran looked at the slowly approaching figures of Jun Yunge and Di Yuming, and felt as if something had exploded in her mind.

Countless questions lingered in Jun Yanran's mind, why were the two of them together? The cabinet was where Di Yeming rested. Normally, even she, Di Yeming, would not allow himself to enter it …

But even so, Jun Yanran didn't dare to question Di Yuming. She could only grit her teeth and silently grit her teeth.

The young mistresses of aristocratic families who had surrounded Jun Yanran all rushed to her side as soon as she appeared.

The one on the left and the one on the right called her sister, they called her so intimately, as if she was a long-lost sister.

It was no wonder that even a fool would know which was more important, a future princess, and a current Holy Maiden of the Sword Spirit Sect.

One had to know that even the current emperor had to give some face to Jun Laige.

"Big brother Mo Chen, Big brother Chen Lang, Longevity, Ji Bai, Big brother Gu Yao."

Jun Yunge smiled and nodded towards the crowd. Then, he strode towards Feng Chen Lang and shouted out with a smile on his face.

Jun Qianyan couldn't help but sigh inwardly at Jun Yunge's ability to get so familiar with the four big shots of the capital. Could it be that an ordinary person was capable of doing such a thing?

From the beginning till the end, Di Yaming had his eyes on Jun Qianyan, but from beginning to end, she had never once looked at him.

This contrast was unacceptable to the crown prince.

A large part of the reason why Di Yaming had asked Jun Qiyan to come was because of a man's vanity. Back at the Jun residence that day, he had not forgotten how this woman had insulted him.

"Alright, today is the day of my bestowment of the great hall. In a while, it will be held in the imperial garden. Everyone should go to the imperial garden first." Di Yeming said with a gloomy face.

Seeing that Di Yeming was not in a good mood, everyone trembled in fear. Only the members of the Four Great Families and Feng Chen Lang were still chatting on the side.