Cut off my tendons in my hands and feet to make me marry? Prepare to die!

Princess Shouning walked up to Hall with a fragrant aura, stretched out her jade-white fingers stained with bright red nail polish, lifted Hall's chin, and curved her red lips slightly:

“It’s really beautiful.”

She raised her eyes and quickly glanced at Yue Ran upstairs.

Yue Ran bowed to Princess Shouning with a smile.

Princess Shouning withdrew her gaze as if nothing had happened, straightened up and spoke lazily:

"Your name is Hall, right? If I accept you as my daughter, I will not allow you to betray me. Otherwise, I will make you regret coming into this world."

Princess Shouning's voice was not loud when she spoke the last half sentence, but it made everyone around her feel a chill down their spine.

Hall struggled to break free from the shackles of the two werewolves, knelt heavily in front of Princess Shouning, raised his handsome face, and said sincerely:

"I, Hall, will serve the princess from now on. If I have any second thoughts, I will die a miserable death!"

Princess Shouning chuckled without commenting, flicked her sleeves and turned away:

"Let's go then."

Hall stood up and looked towards the teahouse again, only to find that Yue Ran had left.

He lowered his eyes and followed Princess Shouning's carriage.

The werewolves looked at each other in bewilderment. Kerr stared at Hall's back and spat fiercely:

"Let's go back, he's just lucky!"

The crowd of onlookers dispersed as they no longer had anything to watch.

But starting from this night, the romantic affairs of General Yue Ran were slowly replaced by the news that the princess had a new lover.

The best way to cover up a topic that people are passionate about is to come up with another more interesting topic.

The news that the orc Hall pretended to be Princess Yue Ran's savior also spread in the capital.

While people despise Hall, they also talk about this anecdote from time to time.

As night falls, lights come on in every home and the capital city returns to its usual prosperity.

In a private room of Xianrenzui, a tall and handsome young man was leaning on a soft couch, with his long curly hair draped over his shoulders and his slender fingertips twirling a porcelain white wine glass.

"The Great Snow Mountain ten years ago?" A deep and magnetic voice sounded softly.

Beiliang guard Rada nodded silently.

His eyes, which were usually expressionless, could not help but look at his own prince's face.

This time and this place are also very special for His Highness.

Murong Hui slowly stood up, walked to the window and looked at the capital of Da Chu shrouded in moonlight.

His nose bridge was as high as a mountain, which added a bit of firmness and courage to his handsome face. The moonlight outlined his profile clearly, like a carefully carved jade statue, which made people intoxicated at the sight.

He stared at the bustling crowd outside the window, his gaze penetrating the layers of obstructions of the night, as if he had returned to the foot of the snow-capped mountains ten years ago.

He had a very bad life ten years ago.

In the cold winter, the mountain was covered with snow and he was thrown down the mountain by his third and fourth brothers. He had no warm clothes except his own indigo cloak.

Naturally, there is no brotherhood in the Beiliang Palace.

His two brothers threw him at the foot of the snowy mountain because they really wanted to freeze him to death.

He walked with difficulty in the snow wrapped in a cloak. He felt colder and hungrier as he walked. Finally, he ran out of strength and rolled down the cliff from the mountainside and fell into a snow pit.

It was at that time that his body underwent a transformation, and he was no longer afraid of the cold.

Also in that snow cave, he saw a pretty little girl.

It was freezing cold in the snowy mountains, and the little girl was already frozen unconscious. She was wearing gorgeous clothes, but they couldn't keep her warm, and her little body curled up into a ball.

What a poor little thing. He was probably thrown into the snowy mountains on purpose just like him.

He silently looked at the little girl who was about his own age, and suddenly he felt a surge of sympathy.

God allowed him to have a strange change here, allowing him to survive the disaster. He also saved the little girl's life and repaid God's kindness.

On that snowy night, he wrapped himself and her together in the cloak, and used his body temperature to protect her until she died.

The little girl opened her eyes in the middle of the night, and stared at him for a long time in the light of the snow on the ground. Her teeth chattered from the cold, and she could not utter a word. Then she fell asleep again.

At daybreak, he heard someone calling from afar.

He had amazing hearing at that time and could tell that it was the accent of the Da Chu people.

The girl in his arms was dressed in typical style of a noble lady from the Great Chu State.

Just save her, no matter what country she is from.

He wrapped the cloak around the girl and quietly hid in a snow cave.

The noisy crowd came closer and closer, exclamations were heard, and then gradually moved away.

He waited until the snow was completely quiet before he came out again.

The girl had disappeared from the spot, and on the white ground there were only messy footprints extending towards the distant south.

Only a little golden light was left to flash into his eyes.

He bent down to pick it up and found that it was an extremely delicate and beautiful rhinoceros horn comb inlaid with gold, with a line of small words engraved on it: "One year, one joy".

——It seems like he is a child who is loved and cared for by his family.

Murong Hui withdrew his thoughts and skillfully took out the small rhinoceros horn comb from his arms.

Ten years have passed, and he still carries this comb with him.

It’s not that I’m obsessed with the little girl, but rather a commemoration of that snowy night.

His life was completely changed from that day on.

Lada glanced behind Murong Hui again and again, and finally couldn't help but asked tentatively:

"Your Highness, could it be you?"

Murong Hui didn't look back, and calmly put the comb back into his arms:

"What is you and me, Radha, you don't know anything, understand?"

Radha cleared her throat and stopped talking.

Yes, he never knew that His Highness had been carrying that small comb with him for ten years.

Pear Blossom Lane.

"Hall was not taken away by the werewolves, but was taken back to the princess's mansion by my aunt?"

Chu Hantian was a little surprised by this.

Feng Xiaolou nodded slightly and reached out to pour a cup of tea for Chu Hantian.

She was not very satisfied with this trend. According to her plan, Hall should have risked everything today to drag Yue Ran's reputation into the gutter and let it rot.

She never expected that the information she managed to get from Song about Yue Ran's rescue was actually not accurate.

Back then, Yue Ran was abducted to the snowy mountains and almost froze to death. The mastermind behind this has not been found out yet.

However, she saw that Song seemed uncomfortable pretending to be calm when she mentioned this matter, and she thought that Song was most likely involved in this matter.

Feng Xiaolou did not intend to expose this matter. The conflict between Song and Yue Ran was irreconcilable. How could she jump out and say that there was something wrong with Song?

It’s a pity that Song and Yue Zihuan are even more useless than she thought.

This mother and son had been in control of the Dingbei Palace for five years. Not long after Yue Ran came back, they had already rectified the Dingbei Palace like an iron barrel.

At least half of the servants in the palace have been rotated, and all the properties once held by the Song family have now returned to Yue Ran.

Feng Xiaolou felt a headache just thinking about forming an alliance with someone like the Song family.

Chu Hantian was thinking about other things.

It was a fact known to everyone in the Chu State that his aunt liked to keep male lovers.

He knew better than anyone else how much his father loved and tolerated his aunt.

And his grandmother would bring his aunt's two children into the palace to live for a while every once in a while.

Now that Hall has won the favor of his aunt, it is a good thing for him.

"Let Hall serve my aunt well. If I can get her support, I will be able to do things with more power in the future."

Feng Xiaolou had exactly this idea.

She was very disappointed with Hall's repeated failures after returning to Beijing, but it would be a pity to let him be taken back to the werewolf tribe and imprisoned.

She always believed that Hall would be the perfect sword to stab Yue Ran.