Steal The Male Lead

7.9

Within the Imperial city, the streets were filled to the brim. Laughter, cheers, from young and old, everyone celebrated. Stores were set out, fireworks were lit in the sky, lanterns covered the stars. It was a rare time for Mo Nation, and the citizen celebrated it to the fullest.

Within the crowd, everyone began making way as a carriage made its way through them. There was a mark significant to them, a mark of the Tang. At once, they knew who was within the carriage. General Tang... and even as they made way, their cheers got louder and louder.

From within the elegantly designed carriage, Tang Qingshan sat on the seat across from Lu Fengmian. His face was as calm as always, eyes glimmering as they sat in the near darkness, only lit by a small candle.

Lu Fengmian sat across from Tang Qingshan with a small smile on his face, listening to the boisterous noise from outside, the joy of all the citizens. Tang Qingshan had returned at the darkness of night, sneaking back into the camp and gathering up everyone as he spoke about what Mo Chou had planned.

Without even a moment of rest, they had set off right away. Packed into a carriage, Lu Fengmian could only watch as they made their way towards the palace. Feeling the tremors from the horses, Lu Fengmian asked, "Qingshan, are you sure it is alright for me to enter the palace?"

Hearing this question, Tang Qingshan nodded his head with certainty, "Of course. Your position in the outcome of this war is high, and without you, I wouldn't have been able to get as far as I did. With your character, it is safe to say that no one will be able to pick a fight with you. You'll be by my side at all times, there's no need to worry about what the other ministers will say." Tang Qingshan had dressed up today, wearing more extravagant robes of black and red.

Lu Fengmian was dressed in a white robe, with light blue sewing on it. It was a plain robe, yet on him, the material suddenly seemed ten times more expensive. The robe was handmade by Lu Yingyue, along with some additions by the original soul.

Lu Fengmian closed his eyes, able to feel the voices that were now much lighter. Right away, he knew that they had arrived near the palace. Very soon, his speculations were cleared.

"Tang Junwang*, His Majesty has sent me to guide you into the banquet." It was a familiar, slightly feminine voice. Standing outside of the carriage, Li Yu stood, slightly bowing as he waited for them to step off.

Tang Qingshan felt the carriage come to a stop fully. Soon, the doors were opened by a servant and Tang Qingshan stepped off first.

With large steps, Tang Qingshan stepped off as he glanced at Li Yu. Soon, Lu Fengmian also came off, staring at Li Yu with gentle eyes.

Li Yu stared at Lu Fengmian, his eyes quickly removing as he asked Tang Qingshan, "Junwang*, is Young Master Jiang not here with you?"

Tang Qingshan merely replied, "He has some matters that have caught up to him. Today, someone else will accompany me."

Li Yu stared at Lu Fengmian, the man who was standing out by a bit. "This Young Master, how shall this servant address you?" Li Yu cautiously asked.

With that, Lu Fengmian asked, "I have no status and no fame, I am merely the General's subordinate. There is no need for such formality."

Li Yu stared at Lu Fengmian for a quick second before he nodded his head, standing up straight. "If that is so, then please excuse my behavior then. Junwang*, Li Yu will guide you into the palace. His Majesty has also ordered for me to relay some news for you."

With that, everyone began walking into the palace. The palace walls were high, with red walls painted and bricks laid on the ground. There were many different manors, different pavilions for each different part ruled by a different consort of the Emperor's. Of course, the best place was reserved for the Emperor, Empress Dowager, and the new Empress.