Chapter 540.2: Asking For Her Hand (III)
Chapter 540.2: Asking For Her Hand (III)
Translated by: etvolare
"If we can’t outwit them, all we can do is go all out," replied Lu Heng. "However, she won’t allow that. Just yesterday she said she wouldn’t let anyone of the tribe lose their lives for no reason."
Harbhara and Caganbhara were deeply moved.
Having weathered numerous storms together, they trusted each other with their lives. Not only did Qin Yining refuse to abandon them at a critical moment, but she even conquered the no-man's land of the desert with them. And now, she was entertaining that old man's empty gestures of goodwill for their safety. They felt both moved and guilty at this.
While Lu Heng and the tribe floundered in worries, Qin Yining's horse-drawn carriage was ‘escorted’ to the courtyard outside the palace gate by Zhou Meng's soldiers.
Through the gaps between the curtains, she was surprised to see a sizable crowd of Xiyue citizens gathered in the yard. People both young and old chattered enthusiastically amongst themselves and strained their necks to peek at the approaching line of soldiers.
"Long live the prince! Long live the prince!" Upon seeing Zhou Meng atop his horse, everyone knelt in a gesture of greeting.
Zhou Meng was deeply pleased; as the supreme prince of Xiyue, there was nothing that could escape his control. Whatever he wanted, he would get.
Full of confidence, he looked at the carriage carrying the goddess.
They slowed to a stop once the carriage arrived at the gate. Surnaa and Ulan stepped forth to help Qin Yining off while Uncle Alham stood by with a somber look.
As soon as she stepped off the carriage, Zhou Meng swiftly dismounted and strode toward her. To the citizens gathered behind him, he announced, "This is the goddess of our Xiyue legends, the goddess who shall bring us supplies and hope!"
Though night had fallen, the courtyard was lit as bright as day. The people were greeted with the sight of a slim yet curvaceous lady cloaked in red. Though half of her face was under her hood, there was no concealing the refined aura emanating from her entire being.
The people were already aware that the goddess had come to Xiyue bearing provisions. Hearing their prince announce her arrival thusly, the gathered citizens cheered in delight. "Long live the goddess! Long live the goddess!"
Their cheers roared as loudly as the sea, resounding with an intensity that surpassed even their greeting to Zhou Meng. It was clear enough how highly revered the goddess of the Xiyue legends was by the people, as well as how much they desired the provisions.
Even Uncle Alham's brow broke out in a cold sweat at such a reception, while Surnaa and Ulan's faces went white from shock.
After a moment of hesitation, she removed her hood from her head.
Back in Great Yan, she had once declined to become a part of Yuchi Yan's imperial harem. Having thus incurred his wrath, he bestowed her the title of Spiritual Master Xuan Su and assigned her to be a nun at a royal estate, along with a hundred other actual nuns.
She’d also once been the ‘holy girl who safeguarded the country’s fortunes’ to escape the oppression of the trash emperor and trampress, a title which then caused the suffering citizens of Great Yan to flood into the estate for aid and succor. That scene had been considerably bigger than the one now before her.
Thus, Qin Yining wasn’t intimidated in the slightest. She adopted a certain aura of mystery and nobility; even the way she walked and her posture was different than usual.
She lifted her chin slightly and addressed the crowd in a cold, yet gentle manner. "This goddess wishes the people of Xiyue prosperity and peace. May the lands of Xiyue be plagued by famine no longer!"
After freezing for a moment, the crowd immediately dropped to their knees and frantically cheered wildly. "Long live the goddess! Long live Xiyue! Long live the prince!"
Uncle Alham, Surnaa and Ulan found themselves utterly dumbstruck by the sudden shift in her bearing.
Zhou Meng stared at her silhouette from behind, mixed emotions he couldn't quite put into words stirring inside. Perhaps her beauty had blinded him into only seeing her as a beautiful face to possess. Now, however, seeing her address such a large crowd without any fear or weakness and putting forth the due bearing of a goddess, winning over the people with a single concise statement... well, it left him with a very sour aftertaste.
He was the true ruler of this land, yet now it seemed as if the people revered the goddess even more than they honored him!
Pursing his lips, Zhou Meng called for Qin Yining and led them all to the main hall. As they did, the crashing waves of the citizens' cheers continued.
Inside the main hall was a long table with seating cushions and other smaller tables on either side. Dozens of court officials and their families were already kneeling beside the table to greet the prince.
Qin Yining was seated right next to the prince of Xiyue, with Uncle Alham and her two maids standing behind her.
The final thing she noticed was the fact that Zhou Meng had more than twenty of his guards subtly encircle half of the room, surrounding her and Zhou Meng.
As the court officials curiously sized Qin Yining up, the banquet began.
Though it was supposedly a party, Xiyue admittedly didn’t have much to offer in terms of cuisine, as they didn’t grow a wide variety of food there. Qin Yining took only a few cursory bites and thrice declined a toast from Zhou Meng.
"I have received the prince's good intentions, but I truly am unwell. What’s more, I cannot quite hold my liquor."