Defeat the system! Kiss my little monster!

As he stood up, he also straightened his red tie and smoothed out the wrinkles at the edges of his black suit.

This suit is his battle armor; Yu Zhuo still pays special attention to his outward appearance.

When the attendant saw that Yu Zhuo's expression was unfriendly as he adjusted his clothes, he felt even more strongly that this A, who couldn't control his lower body, was a beast in human clothing.

"I'm leaving now." Yu Zhuo took nearly a minute or two to finish speaking. As he left, he looked at Zhou Yanshu and saw the latter sitting on the edge of the bed with his head down. He then asked, "How are you?"

Zhou Yanshu: "...Nothing's wrong."

With the guard present, Yu Zhuo couldn't reveal too much. He turned and left the room, walking outside.

There are far more demons and monsters outside than inside.

Yu Zhuo knew that Zhou Yanshu and the current king, Tamo, were irreconcilable enemies. Today, Tamo arranged a second marriage for Zhou Yanshu, and Zhou Yanshu was humiliated. He would definitely not let it go in the future.

In their eyes, Yu Zhuo, this small fry who infiltrated from the outside, is nothing more than a speck of dust. Tamo's summons of Yu Zhuo at the wedding is probably not as simple as it seems on the surface.

It's yet another conspiracy.

As Yu Zhuo walked along the road, he kept searching for information about palace intrigue in his system database.

In Tamo's eyes, he was still a tool that could be used. Before Zhou Yanshu could fully rise to power, he had to make sure that Tamo wouldn't find a reason to kill him.

You also need to conform to all of Tamo's expectations.

Yu Zhuo walked through the small corridor in the center and returned to the temple where he had been before.

The locations have shifted slightly; the place to kneel before the sea god is now inside the temple, while the banquet is being held in the dense forest outside the temple.

The ground there had been cleaned, and the vegetation had been trimmed to fit the shape, surrounding and supporting a crystal palace in the very center.

After ascending to the throne, Tamarin indulged in extreme pleasures. Just so that he could sleep comfortably at his wedding on this day, he spent a fortune to build a suspended crystal fortress in the forest.

When Yu Zhuo entered the hall, the guests inside were still chatting and laughing. Tamo leaned against the throne at the top, looking at Yu Zhuo with half-closed eyes.

Yu Zhuo wisely bowed to him and said, "Your Majesty, I had something to attend to and I am late. I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."

Tamer had already heard the news, and he scoffed, "Young people are different after all; they have a lot of energy. But you must not hurt Yan Shu; he is my cousin."

His words were loaded with veiled meaning, and were laced with sarcasm and mockery.

Yu Zhuo pretended not to know and lowered his head to follow Tamo's words, saying, "Now that I am married to him, I will naturally treat him well in accordance with His Majesty's decree."

Tamo laughed: "It's good that you know, then I can rest assured. However, Yan Shu's identity is special after all, and it doesn't sound good for him to have been occupying the unclear position of the former king. I have decided to confer a title upon him today, as a wedding gift. What do you all think?"

There was a moment of silence below. The ministers who had come to attend the wedding exchanged glances, and then unanimously flattered Tamo.

"Truly, the Sea God has protected our people; His Majesty is wise..."

"Then our clan has gained another duke, a truly joyous occasion..."

"Today is a day of double joy, Mr. Yu, are you satisfied? We..."

Yu Zhuo stood below, listening to the compliments from those around him, and felt speechless.

Tamo was absurd and incompetent, and these people followed his reckless ways, creating utter chaos.

Zhou Yanshu was the former king, and even if a new king ascends the throne, his status will not be too low.

However, the Emperor Emeritus was of a different generation and held a higher position than Tamo, which displeased Tamo. In response, Tamo simply bestowed a noble title upon Zhou Yanshu. No matter how prestigious the title, it was still below the throne and held no real power. Tamo's move annoyed many people.

Yu Zhuo remained silent, and no one asked for his opinion. Whenever Tamo teased him, Yu Zhuo would simply laugh it off.

This was perhaps the purpose of Tamo's visit. He sent a message to Zhou Yanshu before slowly departing with his guards.

Yu Zhuo still had to deal with the guests who kept toasting him. Unable to refuse, Yu Zhuo reluctantly drank a few cups.

Fortunately, the alcohol content of these liquors was not high, and they did not contain any strange drugs. After Yu Zhuo drank them, the system energy was able to filter them clean.

It wasn't until nearly 11 or 12 at night that the meeting finally ended. After Tamer left, many ministers also quickly departed, leaving only some young masters from noble families who remained to exchange pleasantries.

Yu Zhuo didn't have time to waste with them. He found a few guards and instructed them to send these young masters of noble families back after everything was over.

The air was a bit chilly in the middle of the night. Yu Zhuo walked back along the way he came, feeling a tightness and burning sensation in his chest. The effects of the alcohol had not yet worn off and were having a slight impact on him.

Yu Zhuo channeled the energy from the system into his limbs and chest, and in no time all the heat was gone.

Two guards remained outside the bridal chamber. Yu Zhuo saw them from afar, and as he walked to the door, he vaguely sensed the tense atmosphere and coldness in the air.

"Sir, the Earl is already inside making preparations. He wishes you a pleasant evening." As they spoke, they bowed to Yu Zhuo with their hands on their chests.

Yu Zhuo was already used to this. He walked in, pushed open the door, and saw Zhou Yanshu sitting on the edge of the bed.

When Yu Zhuo left, he was sitting on the edge of the bed near the nightlight. Now, several hours later, when Yu Zhuo returned, he was still sitting in the same spot, not moving an inch.

Upon seeing Yu Zhuo, Zhou Yanshu raised his silver eyes, his long, pure white eyelashes pointing upwards to reveal his cold, icy pupils.

He gripped the corner of the small table next to him tightly, the lower half of his face seemingly frozen into an ice sculpture.

Yu Zhuo frowned, glanced at the servants standing in the bridal chamber, and asked cryptically, "What are you doing?"

“Sir, the Earl’s glands are severely damaged and he may not be able to accept your mark. We would like to teach him some other skills.”

"What's there to teach? He's the one who married me, not you. I'll teach him myself, you don't need to interfere." Yu Zhuo said, striding forward and standing next to Zhou Yanshu, blocking most of the person sitting on the edge of the bed.

Zhou Yanshu looked at the large shadow that fell on him, his pupils trembled, and he clenched his fingers.

"But……"

"Alright, alright, you can all leave now. He and I are going to consummate our marriage." Yu Zhu waved his hand at them. His head was throbbing from a night of socializing, and he had no energy to argue with them.

The servants exchanged glances, remained silent for a moment, and then obeyed Yu Zhuo's instructions to leave the room.

Yu Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he turned around, he heard another voice coming from the doorway: "Sir, His Majesty's decree is for you to be designated as a count."

Yu Zhuo: "..."