"Palace Master." The attendant stepped forward and bowed to Han Qianling, who was holding a scroll. "The Five Colors Pavilion Master has come again."
At a recent banquet, the Five Colors Pavilion Master publicly declared his love for their Palace Master. The Palace Master repeatedly declined, but the Five Colors Pavilion Master seemed oblivious. The situation became chaotic, and someone with ulterior motives repeatedly instigated and fanned the flames. Ultimately, a banquet turned into a duel between the Five Colors Pavilion Master and the Palace Master of Deep Snow.
——Anyone who pays attention can see that the fight between the two is the natural part of the plan. On the contrary, it was the previous proposal of marriage by the leader of the Five Colors Pavilion that was far beyond everyone's expectations.
Everyone watched the battle at ease, hoping the Five Colors Pavilion Master would teach this unconventional young Palace Master a lesson. But the outcome surprised everyone: Palace Master Shenxue not only won, but also defeated her opponent with a single move, achieving a stunning and effortless victory.
The Hongmen Banquet, which was originally held with ill intentions, ended in a very embarrassing way.
Han Qianling, the Lord of Shenxue Palace, did not immediately ask for the position of Wuse Pavilion as the head of Qingping Prefecture, but anyone with a discerning eye knew very well that that day would not be far away.
Qingping Prefecture, which had been stable for a long time, was finally about to change.
However, contrary to everyone's expectations that the Five Colors Pavilion would gather its strength to fight back and regain its face after being defeated in public, the masters of the Five Colors Pavilion have been running to the Shenxue Palace one after another since that day.
He did not ask for marriage this time, he asked to marry himself.
For a moment, almost all the forces in Qingping Prefecture were stunned by this sudden development. They had originally promoted Wu Se Ge to the head of Qingping Prefecture for a reason: partly because his cultivation was truly exceptional, and partly because he was incredibly stupid, easily seen through and easily manipulated.
But no one expected that the Five Colors Pavilion Master could achieve this.
Almost every force that got the news was beating their chests and stamping their feet: They had known that this wild boar was stupid, but they thought he was just generally stupid. Who knew that he was so stupid, so shocking, so stupid that it was like a bolt from the blue!
Now, the various families no longer had to wait patiently for the clash of dragons and tigers, nor could they dream of reaping the benefits. The situation, which clearly meant there could not be two tigers in one mountain, had become one tiger trying to bend over backwards. All the Lord of the Deep Snow Palace had to do was nod, and the Five Colors Pavilion would be his dowry.
Although judging from Palace Master Shenxue's appearance and temperament, he might not necessarily accept the burly Five Colors Pavilion Master, but what if? What if!
Palace Master Shenxue, who had been at the center of controversy and the subject of much discussion, paid no heed to the gossip. Upon hearing the attendant's announcement, he set aside the scroll in his hand and said calmly, "Please invite him in."
The head of the Five Colors Pavilion was named Wu Ting. He was nicknamed "Brainless" in Qingping Prefecture, and his true form was a boar demon with thick skin, flesh, and sharp fangs. Many people had maliciously imagined the envious look he would show in private when facing the icy and jade-like face of the Deep Snow Palace Master. However, he walked in with his head half-lowered, looking even a little listless.
"Master, please take a seat." Han Qianling stood up to greet him and politely made a "please" gesture. His face remained expressionless, his eyes as calm as still water, making it impossible to discern any emotion from him.
Wu Ting held a paper-made beauty lantern in his hand. The lantern's clothing and features were reminiscent of Han Qianling. He carefully placed the lantern on the table and then looked up at Han Qianling, his eyes a pitiful, bleak one. "Palace Master."
The first time he came, he opened three large storage bags, and all kinds of rare treasures, magic tools, and elixirs were spread out all over the hall, until they overflowed from the threshold. Those who didn't know him would think he came to show off his wealth. The second time, he seemed to have learned his lesson. He did not bring any spiritual stones or vulgar items, but brought bundles of famous paintings and calligraphy. It looked like a scene of "one pound of money can be exchanged for three spiritual beads".
As for the third time, the fourth time... he made a fool of himself every time.
But Han Qianling never laughed.
Even the servants outside the door couldn't hide their laughter, as they squatted on the ground with their hands covering their mouths. The expression of the Palace Master of the Deep Snow Palace remained calm and indifferent. Aside from a sneer when they first met, at his ridiculous words, she had never given him any other expression.
Of course, even if the Palace Master of Shenxue remained motionless and unsmiling, he would still be considered a thousand times better. His appearance was so outstanding, as if carved from ice and snow with a touch of the cold moon's spirit. Even with his aloof temperament, he was enough to make people dream about him. The reason why Wu Ting was so listless was because of another reason.
Something that the Lord of Shenxue Palace had never tried to hide from him, nor from anyone else.
This palace master, who was so beautiful that she was out of this world, seemed to have no emotions or desires, and no heart.
He had initially been captivated by her beauty, his passion so intense he'd thrown himself into a flame. At its peak, he felt as if his soul had been utterly drained. He would have willingly given his life on the spot to earn just one more smile from the Palace Master of Shenxue. Unfortunately, no matter how he played dumb or crazy, even if he'd sacrificed his dignity as a Pavilion Master to act out his jokes, he couldn't elicit a single ripple of emotion from her.
The Palace Master of Shenxue Palace had explicitly rejected him several times, but he had always been persistent and pretended not to understand. The Palace Master didn't give him more than a third time, and seeing that he was determined, she simply said, "Pavilion Master, take a closer look."
He "put some in", was initially infatuated, then woke up from a dream, and continued to feel full of disappointment today.
Wu Ting is a complete idiot. The fact that he has survived to this day and has become the leader of the Five Colors Pavilion and even the leader of Qingping Prefecture is not only due to his cultivation, but also due to his keen intuition.
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