The Evil Consort Above An Evil King

The ship was moving at lightning speed, and it cut into Gu Xijiu’s lane in the blink of an eye. It blocked Gu Xijiu’s carriage from moving forward.

After half a year, Gu Xijiu finally met Di Fuyi again.

Di Fuyi was sitting inside the ship. He was wearing a purple robe with a mask on his face. His silver hair was beautiful under the snow.

His aura was as strong as usual, and he was like a deity watching the world from a higher altitude.

The citizens quickly bowed to greet him, and Long Moyan also got down from his horse to do the same.

Gu Xijiu was at the same level as him now; hence, she did not have to get down to greet him. Therefore, she quietly sat in the cabin and shifted her gaze away from his silver hair.

This time, there was only Mu Feng and a young man in a black robe inside Di Fuyi’s ship.

Di Fuyi made a gesture to signal the people to rise. Upon doing so, he turned his attention to Gu Xijiu. “It’s such a coincidence, Celestial Master Gu! I’m surprised to see you here.”

‘Celestial Master Gu…?’ Gu Xijiu chuckled sarcastically. The manner in which he addressed her was getting stranger every time they met.

“Oh ya, it’s such a coincidence.” Gu Xijiu smiled with a beautiful grin. She then added, “Celestial Master Zuo, would you mind to move a little? You’ve blocked our way.”

Our…? Di Fuyi glimpsed at her and Long Moyan. “Where are you heading to?”

Gu Xijiu immediately answered, “I think it has nothing to do with Celestial Master Zuo.”

Di Fuyi was at a loss for words and casually replied, “Indeed, I am simply asking you.”

After that, he moved his ship slightly to let Gu Xijiu go.

Gu Xijiu did not hesitate to move past his ship. Of course, Long Moyan followed from the back and continued their journey.

Though they had made some distance, Di Fuyi could still hear the conversation between Long Moyan and Gu Xijiu.

“Xijiu, we almost arrive at the plum garden. It’s interesting to see the plum flower in the snow.”

“You’re right; we should enjoy it later.”

…

The white jade carriage was no longer in sight while Di Fuyi’s blue ship remained stationary. Mu Feng glimpsed at his master with sympathy. Perhaps, Miss Gu has gotten over their relationship, but his master was getting more and more unpredictable in this aspect.

The young man in black could not stop shivering from the cold. He wanted to urge Celestial Master Zuo to enter the capital as soon as possible. However, he did not dare to do so.

Di Fuyi remained stationary and silent in the ship as though he was an ice sculpture. His strong aura has made the young man zip his mouth.

Mu Feng took a glance at the young man as he shook his head. “Are you cold?” asked Mu Feng as he tapped on the young man’s shoulder.

The young man stuttered. “Of course!” said the young man without denial.

“I thought you’re quite strong and capable since you possessed a level six spiritual power and claimed that you’re a heaven’s gift disciple. However, it appears that you can’t even stand a little chill?”

The young man in black was speechless. Usually, he could indeed resist the cold, and he was perfectly fine even if he only wore a piece of thin clothes during the winter.

However, he had no idea why he felt so cold since he board Celestial Master Zuo’s ship and the chill even penetrated his bones! He tried his best to endure, and he could not wait to enter the capital so that he could warm himself when they arrived at the hotel.

He felt sad because he was confident in his gifts. Unfortunately, he accidentally claimed that he was probably a heaven’s gift disciple when he joked with his buddies on the 29th of December.

Celestial Master Zuo has then paid him a visit on the night of Chinese New Year’s eve! His nightmare begun since that day, and it has never ended until today.