The Ghost King’s Wife is Sassy and Beautiful - Chapter 174
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174 How Big Is Your Father’s Bird?
Thunderbolt obeyed and turned to leave.
However, not long after, he rushed back.
“Master, the wretched eunuch is waiting for you in the residence. He said that His Majesty has issued an imperial edict for you. Are you going back to receive the imperial edict?”
“No, pick it up for me and send it over.”
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Mo Beiyuan was troubled by the matter of the demonic cultivators and was not in a good mood. How could he have the time to receive the wretched emperor’s imperial edict?
Thunderbolt agreed. After all, it wasn’t like their master didn’t give the wretched emperor respect.
In his opinion, the emperor’s imperial edict was probably nothing good.
Thunderbolt returned to receive the imperial edict and returned to the academy. He presented it to Mo Beiyuan. “It’s a palace banquet. The son of the eldest princess of the Wu’an Kingdom has come to the East Continent. His Majesty wants you to bring the two young masters to the palace for the banquet.”
“The son of the Eldest Princess? That little fatty you found out about previously?”
The little fatty Mo Beiyuan was talking about was the little fatty in red who had rolled in front of Sweetcake’s carriage.
After that, the secret guards quickly found out the identity of the child. They did not expect him to be the youngest son of Princess Qingqing.
Jing Lei said, “According to what I know, the sons of two eldest princesses are coming to the East Continent’s Imperial City this time. In addition to Young Master Shen Yu, there’s also the eldest young master, the Duke of Wu’an, Shen Lang. This person is famous throughout the five countries.”
Mo Beiyuan did not have much interaction with the royal family of the Wu’an Kingdom, but he still knew the King of the Wu’an Kingdom, Xuanyuan Yu.
“Shen Lang is Xuanyuan Yu’s nephew?”
“That’s right. Xiao Junwang is the nephew of the King of Wu’an. I heard that the King of Wu’an, Xuanyuan Yu, doesn’t like women, and his harem is empty. Therefore, he has never had his own bloodline. It’s very likely that the throne of Wu’an will be passed on to his nephew.”
These gossip rumors were the last thing the royal families of the five countries needed.
It was even more exciting than the novels sold in the streets.
As a secret guard of the Yuan Mansion, part of his duty was to collect information about various countries.
“What is Shen Lang’s purpose in coming to the East Continent? Send someone to keep an eye on him.”
Although Wu’an and the East Continent were on good terms, they had fought each other 20 years ago.
Back then, the old emperor of Wu’an was ambitious and extremely warlike. During his reign, the war between the two countries had never stopped.
Later, something big happened in both countries.
After Xuanyuan Yu succeeded the throne, the flames of war gradually subsided.
On the surface, the relationship between the two countries had eased, but in reality, which emperor did not have ambitions?
Both sides were probably thinking of annexing the other.
Mo Beiyuan wanted to know why Shen Lang had come to the East Continent.
Therefore, he had to go to the palace banquet to meet Shen Lang in person.
Soon, it was time for lunch.
Mo Beiyuan put down what he was doing and went to look for Yun Ran and the two children.
From afar, he saw a large circle of people around little Sweetcake. Yun Ran crossed her arms and leaned against a tree at the side. She had no intention of going over and only smiled faintly.
Mo Beiyuan took a few steps closer and heard Sweetcake’s sweet voice. “I have a big dog and a kitten. I don’t have a rabbit or a little bird, but my father has a big bird that’s so big.”
At this moment, a slightly older child asked, “How big is your father’s bird? It’s definitely not as big as our family’s. My father said that our family’s bird is the largest bird. Do you want to compete?”
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