The Young Marshal of Cloud City.
His father, Huangfu Guo, controlled the military forces of all eight provinces in the Northwest Region.
In this era of chaos where the one with an army was king, Huangfu Guo could very well be called an Emperor in his own right.
Apart from his principal wife, Madam, Huangfu Guo had eight other concubines. However, for reasons unknown, aside from the first wife who gave birth to the sole son, Huangfu Qi, all the concubines without exception bore him a bunch of daughters as beautiful as flowers.
Without any unforeseen circumstances, a hundred years from now, this Cloud City, and perhaps even the Northwest Eight Provinces, would be under the rule of the man before her.
The Troupe Leader of the Yunxi Troupe had privately instructed Liu Yunyi that if she could capture the heart of this Young Marshal, what would be the need to perform for any high-ranking officials? She could directly ascend the branches and transform into a phoenix.
And if luck was even more on her side and she was lifted to the status of a concubine, then she would truly have a life of golden privilege.
However... Liu Yunyi inwardly lamented that her usual irresistible charm among men seemed to hold no attraction in the eyes of this Young Marshal.
"Liu Yunyi?" The man opposite her spoke.
His voice was deep, as if carrying a unique rhythm, incredibly enticing.
Liu Yunyi’s heart trembled sharply, and she stood demurely with lowered eyes.
"The performance wasn’t bad," said Huangfu Qi as he stood up, his pale green military uniform creating a breeze that swept past Liu Yunyi’s nose.
He was ready to leave.
Liu Yunyi bit her lip, remembering the Troupe Leader’s instructions, and couldn’t help but muster the courage to take a step forward.
Huangfu Qi halted his steps and turned his head to look at her.
Looking at his flawless profile, Liu Yunyi suddenly understood why this man was the dream of all women in Cloud City.
"Young Marshal, don’t you need Yun Yi to serve you?" The actress, with eyes naturally imbued with a beckoning charm, gave him a shy yet inviting glance, then gently lowered her head again.
Such a beautiful person, such an enticing invitation; very few men could refuse.
Yet, the man before her was one who could.
"No need," said Huangfu Qi as he turned his head away and walked away at a leisurely pace.
Liu Yunyi wished to detain him further. Unfortunately, the other party did not give her any more opportunities.
Not long after Huangfu Qi left, the Troupe Leader of Yunxi Troupe, who had been waiting outside, entered.
"What happened? You’re usually quite skilled at handling men, aren’t you? This time, a true Crown Prince graces us with his presence, and you, of all people, couldn’t even keep him here," lamented the Troupe Leader. If Liu Yunyi could connect with the Young Marshal, their Yunxi Troupe’s status in Cloud City’s theatrical circle would be as solid as Mount Tai.
Liu Yunyi, always pampered by others, naturally had the temperament of a prima donna. At these words, she scoffed coldly: "He looks down on women like me, coming from the dust. Who knows, in his heart, he might despise me for having served too many men. If you really want me to enter a grand household clean and pure, fine! Starting tomorrow, I’ll just focus on performing, and don’t ask me to go drink with those masters and Young Masters!"
Hearing her words and knowing she was irritated, the Troupe Leader quickly placated her with a smile: "Eh, my Granny Liu, I was merely worried for you; why are you getting angry? Be careful not to affect your voice."
Liu Yunyi’s gaze flickered: "I got agitated too, who doesn’t know you care for me the most."
The two of them chatted and laughed as if nothing had happened earlier.
But what each was thinking inside, who could know?