The Anarchic Consort [ Chapter 200+ ]

Chapter 260: The Domineering Third Prince

As if sensing her discomfort, the chants grew louder.

Triumph was written clearly on Su Yan Mo’s face.

Helian Wei Wei gripped the sedan-chair beams tightly, she had a splitting headache. Outside the sedan chair, she heard the sound of somebody exhaled a breath. Her eyes narrowed, but she did not respond to what had happened. The curtain of the sedan-chair was suddenly lifted by someone, and her body was hugged by that person!

The smell of sandalwood bit the tip of her nose, its trace filled her spleen and lungs.

Helian Wei Wei didn’t need to guess, she immediately knew who the person was.

It’s just that the Third Prince’s action was really unexpected.

Didn’t he dislike being touched?

Also…

Was this…conforming with the rules?

Helian Wei Wei listened to the exclamations around her, and she knew that this was not proper. His Highness might have offended the whole society.

“Hold tight.” He commanded. His whispery voice echoed in her ears, the breath somewhat tickled and made her feel numb.

Helian Wei Wei raised her eyebrows, she made no movement. Separated by the bridal veil, she could hear he called in an indifferent tone, “Qilin.”

In a flash.

Helian Wei Wei sensed a gust of wind blew past.

Even though she could not see what happened in front of her, she could imagine it.

The red-haired Fire Qilin appeared in front of all the people, its huge claws pushed the ground. The shocked Buddhist monks who were reading the sutras vomited blood one by one.

Although Qilin is a mythological beast, it came from the demon world.

It was said in those days that if it wasn’t that man, no one could make the Fire Qilin willing to be made a mounted beast.

The blood flowing inside the Fire Qilin’s body ran counter to the spells recited by the Buddhist monks.

It suddenly appeared.

Those monks had spent not a mere eight or ten years in their practice!

Ever since the Fire Qilin appeared, everyone present was stunned.

His Majesty.

It towered majestically, its claws stretched at the feet of Baili Jia Jue as if to say, “Master.”

The four families’ elders sat behind the monks, their hands pressed the wooden chair with a strength that could almost crush the whole chair to powder.

They expended their efforts but did not obtain the Fire Qilin. Unexpectedly, it started to obey the orders of the royal family again?

When did this happen?

Why didn’t the spies they planted in the palace have any reports?

Those elders felt an unprecedented sense of crisis that made them watch with rapt attention. Their hearts burned like a raging inferno, but they could not afford to show it.

Baili Jia Jue’s long hair came down with the cape. The precious burgundy wedding robe swept by, the tall jade-like figure standing on the back, half fierce red, half pitch black, the rich colour difference gave people an unspeakable shock.

He held Helian Wei Wei in his arms. His posture was graceful, his eyes were indifferent, and he exuded a strong sense of an ascetic. Under the gem mask, his lips were slightly curved with a sinister expression of a smile that was not a smile.