Chapter 488: Chapter 488 Blood Clan Queen (17)
Su Ji changed the subject, looking at Zhi Kong wrapped up.
Last time it was because of this human that my lord parted ways with them.
But he quite liked this little mushroom… It was so fun to scare him, and it would be even better if he could have a bite.
Chuzheng pulled the hood of the youngster’s cloak, “Why are you following us?”
“Exactly, you should go back!” Su Li nodded.
Death Island was his domain.
They were going back now!
From now on, taking different paths!
Su Ji revealed a set of white teeth, “I’m going back too.”
With a single sentence, Su Ji chilled Su Li to the core.
When boarding, the Blood Clan greeted Su Ji indifferently, “Your Excellency Su Ji.”
The attitude wasn’t great, but they didn’t dare to be insolent.
Su Li’s heart collapsed, really wanting to perform the act of Lady Meng Jiang weeping over the Great Wall.
“Who is he?” the Blood Clan asked, pointing at Zhi Kong when taking back the timer, “Where’s the timer?”
“He came with me,” Su Ji volunteered to ease Chuzheng’s worries, “Is there a problem?”
The Blood Clan glanced at Su Ji, then looked away, “No, Your Excellency Su Ji.”
Chuzheng glanced at Su Ji meaningfully.
Su Ji immediately lifted his smile, revealing two cute dimples.
Why is there always someone disrupting me from being a good person!
After handing over the timer, they waited on the ship for about an hour before it set off to return.
This time everyone was gathered in one place, it was unclear if some people didn’t make it back in time, or if those people had died, but anyway, there were less than half the number of people.
Jian paced back and forth, eagerly watching as the ship approached.
Once the ship docked, Jian boarded straight away.
“Disembark in order,” Jian instructed calmly, “Everyone follow back, and after returning, you may start with a meal and then rest, understand?”
A group of people, looking lifeless, didn’t respond much.
Jian’s gaze swept through the crowd.
She saw Chuzheng trailing at the end; she was indeed still alive…
Jian had thought she would die on Death Island, but now that she hadn’t, Jian felt it was better to just obey her.
Jian kept her emotions hidden, “Hurry up.”
The people from the ship descended, with Chuzheng at the very end.
She was accompanied by an unfamiliar human, and Jian noticed him immediately.
“Don’t ask what you shouldn’t,” Chuzheng interjected.
But I’m the Steward, right?! How could I not ask!
This strange human just appears, and if I don’t ask, there will be trouble!
“My lord, it’s inconvenient for you to bring him along, how about I take him to get settled first?” Su Ji suggested proactively, “Don’t worry, my lord, I’ll take good care of him.”
Chuzheng thought for a moment and nodded, “Hmm.”
Jian watched as Su Ji took the human, who had not shown his face from start to finish, away.
“Was that Your Excellency Su Ji just now?” Jian asked cautiously.
“…” Jian observed Chuzheng for a moment, “You don’t know?”
“I don’t,” the original host’s memory didn’t include him.
Jian hurried to explain, “Your Excellency Su Ji is Prince Bruno’s third son, but seems not to be favored by the prince, and spends most of his time on Death Island.”
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So the original host didn’t know Su Ji.
Su Ji also didn’t recognize her face.
Chuzheng, along with Su Li and Jian, trailed at the very end.
Jian didn’t dare to stay too close for fear of being noticed by other members of the Blood Clan.
“Who organized this event?”
“I’m not very certain,” Jian replied. “By the time I received the news, you had already left.”
Jian also found the matter strange.
“This was an order from above. I don’t know why humans were sent to Death Island… Surely a significant number must have died. Whoever made this decision must hold a high position,” Jian analyzed.
Chuzheng asked, “Has this happened before?”
“Of course not. These humans are trained for the nobility’s enjoyment. Why would they be sent to waste away on Death Island?”
Jian spoke from the Blood Clan’s point of view.
Su Li felt uncomfortable all over.
“Hmm,” Chuzheng hummed noncommittally.
Jian glanced at her face, perhaps realizing his choice of words was poor, wanted to explain something, opened his mouth, but then didn’t say a word.
“Did you get the invitation?” Chuzheng suddenly asked.
“…” Jian’s expression suddenly stiffened. “There… there’s a set number of invitations, none are spare.”
Meaning there were none.
Without an invitation, was she expected to scale the wall?
Was that something a queen should do?
Chuzheng thought for a moment, “Arrange a meeting with Bruno for me.”
Jian’s eyes widened as he stammered, “The prince won’t meet with just anyone easily.”
The prince holds nearly as much power as the Blood Clan King.
How could one casually arrange a meeting?
Chuzheng paused mid-step, “Use the name Chuzheng to arrange the meeting, he will see me.”
That was the Queen’s name, how could it be used so lightly?
Bruno appeared to be no more than in his thirties, a mature and steady handsome man.
Guan Xiaoru was half-kneeling on the ground, massaging Bruno’s legs.
“My Lord,” Guan Xiaoru’s face was full of tenderness, “I’ve been running back and forth between the castle and the academy lately, I’m so tired.”
“What’s wrong? Aren’t you driven back and forth?”
“But serving My Lord, I still get very tired,” Guan Xiaoru cooed, “My Lord, why don’t I move into the castle? That way…”
“Xiao Ru,” Bruno cut her off, “I can indulge you, give you what you desire, but you must not ask for too much. Do you understand?”
Guan Xiaoru shrank back a little.
A bit unwilling and aggrieved, she said, “My Lord, I just want to serve you well. Xiao Ru really likes My Lord and wants to spend more time with you.”
Only by moving into the castle could she gain status.
Without that, regardless of how much she was favored, she would merely be a plaything that could be discarded at any moment.
“Xiao Ru, don’t become arrogant due to my favor.”
Bruno’s expression had already turned stern.
His warning was clear.
Guan Xiaoru inwardly cursed her luck and quickly tried to appease him: “I was wrong, My Lord. Don’t be angry, I won’t say it again.”
“My Lord, your guest has arrived,” someone knocked from outside.
Bruno stood up, took Guan Xiaoru’s hand, and helped her to her feet, “Go back for now; don’t come over for the next few days.”
“My Lord…” Guan Xiaoru’s expression turned pale.
Bruno said nothing, just looked at her.
Guan Xiaoru bit her lip, dared not say more, and obediently left the room.
In the hallway, the castle’s butler was leading a young woman in their direction.
The young woman wore simple casual clothes, her hands in her pockets, her gaze never wavering, her demeanor indifferent.
As she walked, it was as if there was a breeze.
Effortless and handsome.
Guan Xiaoru stopped to watch.
Had Bruno taken an interest in someone else?
A sense of crisis welled up in Guan Xiaoru’s heart.
“Miss Xiao Ru, I’ll take you back,” a member of the Blood Clan came over to lead her away.
“Okay,” Guan Xiaoru looked back one last time. The butler had already brought the young woman into the room, she turned and asked the Blood Clan beside her, “Who is that?”
“Miss Xiao Ru, we dare not speak of our lord’s matters,” the Blood Clan politely declined to answer Guan Xiaoru.