Chapter 370, Kidnapping
The Steward Demonic Emperor
Translator: StarReader
âShuangâer, hope you donât mind me calling you that.â
On their way to the Luo clan, Zhuo Fan and Yun Shuang were walking abreast. But he always had a vile and sinister smile each time he looked at the lass, like she was a super rare treasure.
Yun Shuang shivered and tears welled in her eyes. The way she saw Zhuo Fan grinning was like a stranger being handed a candy, and it scared her out of her mind.
Zhuo Fan laughed, âHa-ha-ha, miss Shuangâer, thereâs no need to be scared. Your grandfather placed you in my care to help me complete my master plan. In fact, weâre on the same side. Once this is all over, you are free to go home. With how we little know about each other from the past few moments, you can still be sure of my character. Just stick with yourâs truly and youâll be going places. I will make a celebrity out of you. I will take very good care of you, he-he-heâ¦â
He didnât realize that all this boasting might have something to do with how this girl had the same character as Ningâer.
Yun Shuang broke out in giggles.
She kept looking at him for a while, before finally scrounging up some courage, âS-Steward Zhuo, grandfather warned me many times that you are a bad man and I am to lead you down the path of righteousness. But you donât look so wicked to me.â
[Ha-ha-ha, thatâs why I said you donât know me!]
Shaking his head, Zhuo Fan laughed inside at the gullible lady.
Then, a sudden wind picked up and covered the two in yellow dust. Zhuo Fan cried, âPoison! Shuangâer, hold your breath!â
âHi-hi-hi, useless. My poison can pierce even a Radiant Stage expertâs defenses!â
The creepy voice stabbed the twoâs ears as the yellow dust grew thicker around them.
Zhuo Fan grimaced as he watched the world spin, [Itâs a sedativeâ¦]
With a plop, he fell down, out cold.
âSteward Zhuo!â
Yun Shuang cried just as the yellow poison drifted towards her. She held on for a few seconds before blacking out just like Zhuo Fan.
Three men flew over. One was an elder with long yellow eyebrows drooping down the sides of his wrinkled face. A flick from him made the yellow dust go back into his sleeve.
They were mighty pleased with themselves seeing their quarry was out for the count.
âHa-ha-ha, and here I thought the Best Steward Beneath Heavens was something to fear. One move from me and he fell all the same.â The yellow eyebrow elder laughed.
His cronies bowed in praise, âAncestor Huang Mei, your poison is invincible. Not even Pill King Hall can match you.â(StarReader: Huang Mei= literally - yellow eyebrows)
âHumph, Pill King Hall is nothing compared to me! Thinking back to when Pill King Hall invited me to be their Venerable, we compared poisons but wasnât it them who fell short each time? All they have for themselves is an empty name.â
The Ancestor mocked, âSecond prince only wants Zhuo Fan. What do we do with her?â
âAncestor, I heard Zhuo Fan always carries himself with pride and indifference and has few people he even cares about. For this girl to be walking next to him, it can only mean that she is one such person. Letâs take her as well. It might be for his Highnessâs benefit! â
One of the men bowed and Ancestor Huang Mei nodded. He wrapped the two bodies on the ground in yellow dust and flew away. The other two rushed to catch up.
This easy win had gotten to their heads alright, or they wouldâve noticed a shivering person not far from here having been witness to all of it.
A closer look would instantly place her as Princess Yongningâs attendant from the award ceremony.
âOh god, this is huge! I have to tell the princess!â The child finally regained her wits after a long fifteen minutes, scampering for the Imperial Palace in panic.
In less than an hour, the panting child presented her badge to the gate guards, âI, I am the princessâ maid, let me inâ¦â
Meanwhile, in the princessâ chambers, a fatty was wiping the overflowing sweat on his brow as he panted, âYongning, come out. Iâm dying hereâ¦â
The fatty shook the ground with his collapse, cursing still, âWhat the hell is wrong with this place? Why is it so big? For no one but the emperor to move in a palanquin is so unreasonable. That rule is clearly aimed at my poor selfâ¦â
âThen what are you doing dashing around the Imperial Palace? Why donât you stick to your manor? Hi-hi-hi⦠â
A giggle came from beyond the doors. Princess Yongning came from inside in a cheerful mood. Fatty turned to look at his younger sister, âYou think I want to run over to this blasted place? Regardless of its importance, imperial father always sends me on errands. While the elder brother handles files in the Imperial Palace and the second brother tends to the guards, patrolling with them each day. Only I, the accursed big boned, unloved by my father, gets sent outside whenever, wherever. I bet the farther he sends me the better he feels, wishing I wonât get back at all!â
âSigh, the world can be so cruel to this poor plus sized man. Third brother, you must have lived a long and hard life.â Yongning caressed the big lugâs head, but the smile never left her face, on the verge of breaking the facade.
The fattyâs mouth twitched, flicking her hand away, âStop patronizing me, sister. I came here on official business. It is fatherâs punishment for you for sneaking out!â
âHe knows?!â
Yongning jerked and her face sank, âThird brother, how did father find out? Did you all tell on me? And you call yourself brothers!â
Rolling his eyes, the tubby sighed, âYongning, I havenât said a word. Running around the nation round the clock has me dead on my feet. I donât even have time for anything else, much less report you. As for the elder brother, heâs toiling hard as well, pushing papers all day every day. When would he get the time off to tell on you? To say nothing of the second brother. You saw him growing up, how his only drive is elder brother. Heâs not so bored as to give you trouble.â
âThen who told him my secret?â Princess Yongning frowned, âIf I ever get my hands on that person, Iâll tear them to pieces!â
Fatty was watching her in a daze, then shook his head, âYongning, youâre no angel either. Even if we didnât know a thing, heâd still hear about it. Father is the emperor with countless spies under him. Arenât you a bit delusional thinking you can hide your actions in the imperial capital?â
âYouâre right. Thanks to your reminder, now I know it must be those rumored shadow guards. Creeping about like ghosts, some clingy maggots and pestering pests. Am I right?â
Yongning clapped and vowed, âTheyâre the ones. Who else couldâve known I sneaked out?â
The fatty gasped, then put on a bitter smile, âYongning, are you sure you arenât playing with half a deck? That little sneak of yours outside the gates was out in the open for all the houses to see. Why mention the shadow guards when everyone knew? Besides, the shadow guards are fatherâs secret force. No one knows who they really are. All that is known is their captain, the fourth pillar, Shadow King! Even the other pillars are cautious around him. Arenât you perhaps having an overinflated idea of yourself thinking a big shot like him would set his eyes on the little old you?â
âWhat little old me? Arenât I a princess?â Yongning threw a tantrum.
Fatty sighed, âYongning, weâre getting nowhere. Might as well accept fatherâs punishment. Princess Yongning, receive the edict!â
âYongning obeys. May His Majesty have a long and prosperous life!â Yongning fell to her knees, with utmost respect.
Fatty turned solemn as well, âBy order of the emperor, Yongning has sneaked out of the palace and lost all semblance of propriety. You are hereby confined for one year, subjected to change depending upon your behavior!â
âA year?!â Yongning fell to the ground in shock, her face ashen.
A whole year stuck in the Imperial Palace, that was the heaviest blow she had ever received.
Fatty regarded the downcast princess in pain and was going to say a few words, but a child rushed over in panic, crying all the time, âPrincess, something terrible has happened!â
âWhat happened? Why are you panicking?â
Yongning sighed, âWhat could be worse than being grounded for a year? And didnât I tell you to invite Shuangâer to read me? Where is she?â
Gasping, she blurted, âDidnât get the chance. Miss Shuangâer and Zhuo Fan were kidnapped.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âWhat?â Yongning and fatty cried.
âI saw it with my own eyes, princess!â Lu Zhu vouched.
âWho did it?â The fatty frowned.
âI heard them mentioning the second prince!â
âWhat?â Fatty and Yongning jerked at once. Fattyâs face was whiter than paper.
âSecond brother has really done it now. A prince engaging in kidnapping? And with the High Priestâs Holy Maiden and a houseâ steward no less! Lu Zhu, you come with me. I am going to give him an earful, humph!â
Yongning scoffed, pulling Lu Zhu towards the emperorâs study. Lu Zhu merely bobbed her head and followed. While fatty ran out of the palace aghast.
âThird brother, where are you going? Shouldnât we tell father?â Yongning shouted.
âItâs too late for that!â Fatty gnashed his teeth.
âLate?â Yongning was bewildered, âSince the second brother had them kidnapped they should be safe for the time being. â
âHow can I rest easy? And Iâm not worried for them, but for my second brother. Old second mustâve lost his mind to move against that savage. You can mess with the King of Hell, but god help you if you step on Steward Zhuoâs toes! That line said back in the Esoteric Debate wasnât just for show!â
Fatty wiped his brow and his face was flushed. His blubberbutt actually moved with uncanny grace for once, gone like the wind.
Yongning figured the situation was far graver and rushed as wellâ¦