The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor

Huan Qing Yan was brought to the area for female members of the guests.

Ji Mo Ya gave her an encouraging glance and sent her a mental message using his divine sense, "Ok, just focus on eating."

Huan Qing Yan wanted to laugh.

The Great Hall was extremely wide and spacious, counting both her lives, it was the largest hall that Huan Qing Yan had ever seen; the hall was split into upper section, left section, right section.

The upper section was taken up by Ji Mo Ya and people of his status, the left section was for males while the right section was for females.

Within the female section, all the women were dressed luxuriously; most of them were young ladies and they were gathered in groups of threes to fives engaged in whispers and giggles.

When Huan Qing Yan was led to the section, all of them looked at her at the same time, some curious, some jealous, some were guessing, some were angry; in short, more than half of them were hostile towards her.

While a very tiny portion did not react, showing how shrewd they were.

Huan Qing Yan's mission tonight was to just eat, she also could not be bothered to greet these people.

Since they did not like her, then sorry to say, she has no good feelings towards them as well, it was mutual.

The Half-Sages had not arrived yet, thus the banquet had yet to officially start.

Huan Qing Yan casually found a corner with a table of food and sat down; next moment, several noble-looking young ladies approached.

They were the ones who looked at her from the city walls.

Ji Mo Ya's cousin was one of them, clamped in the center and from what she could see, she was not willing to come over but was half dragged by the others to approach her.

The ladies surrounded Huan Qing Yan.

"Hello everyone! Is there something?" from the looks of it, she would not be able to just focus on eating.

Shang Qiu Yan's character, as always, being straightforward sneered without holding back, "Is there something? Of course there's something! Why did you not come greet Elder Sister Mu Rong?"

Huan Qing Yan was confused, "Who is Elder Sister Mu Rong?"

"That's Mu Rong Xin Nuo of course, she is the head concubine appointed by Madam Ru for Young Master Ya. She had followed Young Master Ya since young, you are a new concubine of Young Master Ya, so naturally you should greet her…" Tuoba Yu'er half-shoved Mu Rong Xin Nuo forward.

Mu Rong Xin Nuo said with a flushed face, "You all should not say that, this is my first-time meeting Lady Huan, its best that we did not create a misunderstanding. Lady Huan, there is nothing between me and cousin."

Huan Qing Yan had in fact been on high alert about this 'cousin' of Ji Mo Ya, since ancient times, 'cousins' had always been the leads in adulteries.

So this was the Head Concubine that Ji Mo Ya's mother had arranged?

Ji Mo Ya had never brought this matter up to her before…

Be it wife or concubines, he had never brought them up before, and she was also embarrassed to ask him.

She had not gotten the chance to obtain intel from the Feather Guards or Ink Guards; they were very tight-lipped, plus they were all men and whenever she got close to one, Ji Mo Ya's alarm would rang out.

Those female Feather Guards that used to serve Ji Mo Ya on his journey were no longer around as well.

Ji Mo Ya was setting himself as an example, he would not get close to other women, while Huan Qing Yan should not get close to other men.

Basically, a lump of jealousy.

Therefore, Huan Qing Yan stood up and warmly smiled, "Lady Cousin hello, a beauty like Lady Cousin is indeed a rare thing of this world. No matter how I look at it, how could you be a concubine? I would find it more believing if you told me that she is the assigned wife for Young Master Ya instead."

This series of bootlicking had caused Mu Rong Xin Nuo to feel flustered and embarrassed.

"Lady Huan, you have overpraised Xin Nuo too much, please don't say that and be careful that Lady Bai Li might hear you. Lady Bai Li possessed the Luan Spirit Treasure, she is the one that suits cousin the best as the candidate of his wife…"