Where does that wicked woman get her conscience?

Chapter 265 The Hall of True Inheritance

The guards had just stepped off the stone steps of the Holy Vanguard Altar when a rapid, drum-like footstep came from behind, accompanied by a slightly anxious shout: "Hey! Wait, did you forget something?!"

Bai Ze ran so fast that his robes fluttered, as if he were rushing to do something important.

He had just rushed to the outer edge of the formation when he was stopped by two tall guards who held up their spears and stared at him warily: "Stop, stop, stop! Who are you? Do you know this is the True Inheritance Hall's formation?"

Upon seeing this, the dispersing crowd immediately gathered around, pointing and whispering, and bursts of snickering.

"Judging from this, isn't he trying to curry favor with the True Inheritance Hall?"

"Could it be that he's like those sycophants from before, trying to get attention from Miss Zhuge?"

"Tsk tsk, that's really shameless."

"really."

……

With his arms held by two guards, Bai Ze heard every word of the surrounding chatter. His temples throbbed, and he almost rolled his eyes at the gossipers.

What nonsense are these people spouting!

The noisy little incident behind them did not disturb the Zhuge couple in front, but Guan Xun keenly caught the familiar voice.

She raised an eyebrow, paused slightly, and turned to look. She saw Bai Ze struggling against the guards' spears, trying to squeeze in, much like a clumsy bird whose wings had been flapped.

Seeing her daughter stop, Xiao Yueluo followed her gaze and asked softly with a hint of doubt, "Xun'er, what's wrong?"

Guan Xun twitched the corners of his lips, a mischievous smile flashing in his eyes, before slowly saying, "Ah... it's nothing, it's just that the servant who follows me seems to have caught up."

"A servant?" Upon hearing this, Bai Ze nearly fainted.

If no one else were around, he would definitely have confronted Guan Xun and yelled: You've gone too far!

Zhuge Tianxia frowned slightly, his gaze casually sweeping over Bai Ze. He noticed that Bai Ze's clothes were unusual and his aura was not weak, so he didn't seem like a servant. Could he be the young punk who had tricked his daughter?

Thinking of this possibility, he patted Guan Xun's shoulder heavily with his large hand: "There are thousands of servants in the palace, and everything you need is available. Just give the order if you want anything. We don't know the background of the people outside, so let's forget about it. It's not safe."

"?" Bai Ze was speechless. This was too formal.

“That’s right.” Guan Xun suppressed a laugh, covered his lips with his hand, and added seriously, “But this servant is different. He is very efficient. He can not only run steadily with eight cows on his head, but also carry half a small mountain on his shoulder without even panting.”

"??" Bai Ze.

Xiao Yueluo's eyes lit up, her face full of surprise: "Oh? Is there really such divine power?"

"Of course." Guan Xun nodded vigorously. "He's efficient at his work and never slacks off. He's very useful."

Xiao Yueluo looked at Zhuge Tianxia with a smile in her voice: "Oh dear, since Xun'er has said so, this child must indeed have some talent. Why don't we let him come along? He can lend Xun'er a hand."

Since the lady had spoken, what could Zhuge Tianxia say? He immediately waved to the guards, signaling them to let him pass: "Let him through."

"Yes!"

Bai Ze rubbed his slightly numb arm, took a few big steps forward, and lowered his voice to a whisper: "You've gone too far with your boasting."

"What? You don't believe in yourself?" Guan Xun said with amusement.

Bai Ze choked, unable to refute.

The group boarded the gilded carriage that had been waiting outside, and the wheels rolled over the bluestone road, heading towards the Zhenchuan Hall.

Before long, the carriage stopped in front of a magnificent palace.

"We're here, come on."

Guan Xun lifted the carriage curtain, and his eyes were instantly blinded by the reflection in front of him.

The main hall is built against the mountain and is made entirely of rare black jade, which gleams with a majestic dark luster under the sunlight.

The roof is covered with layers of gilded tiles, each carved with intricate cloud and thunder patterns. At each end of the roof ridge sits a golden owl, tens of feet tall, with its mouth holding the massive ridge, exuding an imposing aura.

In front of the main hall, two giant lion sculptures stand majestically, each fifteen or sixteen feet tall. They appear to be carved from a single piece of red ink stone, with bulging muscles and distinct manes, as if they might break free from the stone's constraints and roar to the sky at any moment.

The lion sculpture's eyes are inlaid with rare gold and stone, exuding an aura of majesty that keeps strangers at bay.

As soon as Guan Xun dismounted, he smelled a faint sandalwood fragrance emanating from the two vermilion main doors of the hall.

"Greetings, Lord! Greetings, Madam!"

As soon as they stood still, the guards in silver armor standing on both sides of the giant gate bent over and shouted in unison, their voices powerful and deafening.

They were tall and straight, each holding a long spear that gleamed coldly, and wearing the exclusive badge of the True Inheritance Hall on their chests.

"Come, this is your young lady," said Xun, an official of Zhuge Tianxia, ​​waving his hand.

"Greetings, Miss!" The guards greeted her with a steady, mountain-like voice. Their sharp eyes conveyed caution and reliability, and even the slightest disturbance would not shake them. Clearly, they were all elite soldiers who had been tempered through countless trials.

The leader, an elderly man with white hair and beard, dressed in a brocade robe, stepped forward from among the guards. He was none other than Uncle Fu, the head steward of the True Inheritance Hall.

He strode closer, his face full of respect, and bowed deeply to Zhuge Tianxia and Xiao Yueluo: "Palace Master, Madam, you have returned."

He paused, glanced at Guan Xun again, and then cupped his hands in greeting: "Welcome home, Miss! This old servant will immediately order a grand feast to welcome you home."

Tears welled up in Xiao Yueluo's eyes, and she nodded gently: "Thank you for your trouble, Uncle Fu."

"Xun'er, Madam, let's go in." Zhuge Tianxia nodded slightly, his gaze softening as he swept over the two women beside him.

Bai Ze stood behind and shook his head with a click of his tongue, then transmitted his voice to Guan Xun, saying, "Your house is really grand."

“Impressive?” Guan Xun raised an eyebrow. “But it’s nowhere near as grand as your master’s nine-tiered palace.”

Having said that, he took a step and followed Zhuge Tianxia's footsteps, slowly walking towards the vermilion gate, accompanied by the respectful guidance of the guards.

Guan Xun and the others had all walked over, but Bai Ze was still standing there, somewhat dazed.

"My master's Nine-Layer Palace? What is a Nine-Layer Palace? Did he build a palace while I was away?"

He shook his head, deciding not to think about it anymore. Seeing the figure receding into the distance, he quickly followed.

However, before the crimson gate could be fully pushed open, Xiao Yueluo's body suddenly went limp, her face turned as pale as paper, and she fell backward with her eyes tightly closed.

"Moonfall?!" Zhuge Tianxia's pupils shrank suddenly. He instinctively put his arm around his wife's waist. His usually calm face was full of anxiety, and his voice was filled with indescribable urgency.