Later, I learned about the chaotic battles that had caused them great suffering. Jing Yuan, Xiao Yuan’s mother, was an ordinary woman who met the old gang leader (Xiao Yuan’s father). They fell in love, but the demon cult leader, Xiao Shen Moon’s father, was the old gang leader’s sworn enemy.
He repeatedly threatened Xiao Yuan’s mother but gradually fell in love with her. Eventually, after various challenges, Xiao Yuan’s mother and the old gang leader married and had Xiao Yuan. Shortly after Xiao Yuan’s birth, the demon cult leader, blinded by anger, attacked the Beggar’s Gang.
A chaotic battle ensued, with both sides suffering heavy losses. The old gang leader discovered his wife and child had disappeared and never stopped searching for them over the next decade. Unbeknownst to him, during the battle, the cunning demon cult leader had already captured Xiao Yuan and his mother, subjecting them to great hardship.
Xiao Yuan’s mother risked her life to escape the demon cult with young Xiao Yuan. However, she was poisoned during the escape. The poison was cured, but her health was permanently damaged, and she now relies on daily medication.
Xiao Yuan’s mother exhausted every means to raise him. He learned martial arts, became a government constable, and maintained their life with meager wages.
“I’m very familiar with the King of Hell! I’m even his relative! I can go down right now and tear up his life and death book. Not only will your son not be in danger, but he’ll also stay young forever! When he wants to die? It’ll be harder than ascending to heaven!” I boasted proudly, and everyone looked at me with disbelief.
“What? You don’t believe me?” I raised my eyebrows, and they all said, “We extremely disbelieve. You can’t even make up a decent lie?” “Bullshit! Lying! This is true, truer than a pearl!” I shouted.
Everyone was speechless. Beibei jumped out, “How can you not believe Sister Xiao Han? Let me tell you! The King of Hell is Beibei’s stinky daddy!”
” The bald monk’s head, smooth enough to be used as a mirror, had a large drop of cold sweat sliding down. He put his hands together in a classic pose and said, “Merciful Buddha! Children must not lie~ Amitabha~”
As soon as the words fell, a hole opened in the roof of Xiao Yuan’s house, and the monk was sent flying again. I placed my hands in front of my forehead and sighed, “This time, will he fly to Mars or the moon?”
Everyone fell down. Baobao, looking very manly, ran to Xiao Yuan’s mother and patted her shoulder, saying, “Grandma, don’t worry! If the King of Hell is not enough, my dad will definitely help!”
“Who is your dad?” Everyone asked Baobao with a bad feeling. He pointed at the hole in the ceiling, “My dad is the Jade Emperor!” Beibei excitedly clapped, “Brother Baobao is so awesome! So handsome! Beibei loves you!” and blew a kiss to Baobao.
Everyone’s facial muscles twitched, thinking, ‘These two kids are crazy!’
“Anyway, no matter what! Your son definitely won’t die.” I swallowed a melon seed and assured Xiao Yuan’s mother, then looked around and said to her again, “Trust me!”
‘Only a mentally disabled person would trust you,’ Xiao Yuan’s mother and everyone thought silently.
Ru Guo stood up, patting her chest, saying, “I will ensure Xiao Yuan’s safety. If he becomes the leader of the Beggar’s Gang, if he lives, I live, if he dies, I die!” Mo Ran secretly thought, ‘Go ahead and perform, I’m watching.’
The grandfathers and grandmothers of various sects also stood up, promising to protect Xiao Yuan. Xiao Chen Yue raised her hand innocently, “If manpower is not enough, I can help too! Serving the people! Serving Xiao Yuan!” “Bullshit!” Everyone sent Xiao Chen Yue flying.
Finally, after much verbal assault, Xiao Yuan’s mother agreed to his request.
The next day, the Beggar’s Gang held a grand banquet to celebrate the new gang leader taking office. Despite the rules in place—no eating randomly, no drinking, no wandering around, no fighting—I nodded carelessly. Any condition was fine, as long as I could go out and look around.
Otherwise, I don’t know when I’d get another chance to go out.
As for Shu Yang, the wedding preparations are underway, and they will likely get married in about half a month.
The other three were troubled. Although sharing a wife was somewhat unfair, it wasn’t a big deal. However, for me to marry them, I must be established as the empress and drive out all the concubines from the harem, which was already causing a stir.
More seriously, I would become the only empress of four countries. The troubles were predictable. What identity would I use to marry them? Surely no country’s citizens would agree to their monarch sharing a wife with monarchs from other countries.
Even if they agreed, what qualifications do I have? Apart from making money, drinking, fighting, and gambling, I can’t do anything…
I don’t understand Qin.
I can’t play chess.
I’m not proficient in books.
I’m not skilled in painting.
Who would want an empress who is useless except for her appearance? How can I be a role model for the world? These questions swept over me. Indeed, I still have many challenges ahead. But there’s no rush. I have plenty of time, and with my perfect intelligence, I can solve these problems.
And with Shang and the others, what am I afraid of?
…
[Volume Four: Inseparable, Chapter 88: A Romantic Wedding]
The first branch of the number one hall in Chu Yue Kingdom was opening again.
I, as the boss’s wife, didn’t attend the opening ceremony, which was hosted by Mo Ran. This was my shop, and I felt regret about not being able to host it myself.
The main reason I couldn’t host was the distraction caused by those four. However, today is also my wedding day with Shu Yang. Right now, I’m in the palace of Chu Yue Kingdom, surrounded by palace maids. Some are doing my hair, some are applying makeup, and some are undressing me.
“Sexual harassment! Hey, don’t strip me like that! … Ouch, be gentler with my hair! … Wuwu, if you keep applying makeup, my face will look like a monkey’s butt… o(>﹏<)o” I struggled desperately, calling for help, but it was all in vain.
After everything, it wasn’t as terrible as I had imagined. “Wow—” I exclaimed, looking at myself in the bronze mirror. “Is this really me?” I turned around, and the makeup was just right, highlighting my noble temperament.
The large phoenix crown on my head wasn’t as heavy as I thought, and it was incredibly gorgeous, despite the many ‘chopsticks’ in my hair. The clothes were nice too; the long, slightly loose robe concealed my slightly protruding belly.
The robe was mainly in imperial yellow and deep red, with exquisite embroidery featuring flying phoenixes and auspicious clouds. I wondered—how long would it take to embroider something like this? Truly impressive.
The palace maids bowed and retreated. It seems the time for the wedding ceremony is approaching. I suddenly felt inexplicable excitement, mixed with nervousness. This isn’t my first time preparing for marriage; the last time with Xiao Chengyue was also a wedding.
To be precise, the previous ‘marriage’ and this one are incomparable. The last was to escape, while this time, it’s voluntary, and with someone I truly love.
My chest was like a little rabbit, ‘thump thump thump’ beating wildly. With a nervous heart, I was carried by the matchmaker to the high hall.
“Bow to heaven and earth!” The officiant shouted, and Shu Yang and I bowed towards the door, our hearts filled with sweetness. Little did anyone know that a group of people on the roof was ruining the atmosphere…
“Wow, don’t push me, I can’t see!” The old Wudang master grumbled, “There are only a few holes, what can you do?” The old Kunlun grandfather twisted his head and muttered, then turned back to look at the holes.
