Chapter 250 Position Change

As he stood up, he rearranged his red tie and smoothed out the wrinkles on the edge of his black suit.

This suit is his battle uniform. Yu Zhuo still pays special attention to his appearance.

When the servant saw that Yu Zhuo had a bad look on his face while he was adjusting his clothes, he felt that A, who couldn't control his lower body, was a beast in human clothing.

"I'm leaving first." Yu Zhuo spent nearly a minute or two. When he left, he looked at Zhou Yanshu and saw him sitting on the edge of the bed with his head down. He asked again, "How are you?"

Zhou Yanshu: "...Nothing."

Due to the presence of the guard, Yu Zhuo could not reveal too much. He turned around and left the room and walked outside.

There are many more monsters outside than inside.

Yu Zhuo knows very well that Zhou Yanshu and the current king Tamo are incompatible. Today, Tamo arranged a second marriage for Zhou Yanshu. Zhou Yanshu was humiliated and he will definitely not let it go in the future.

Yuzhuo, this little thug who sneaked in from outside, is just a speck of dust in their eyes. Tamo's summoning of Yuzhuo under the pretext of the wedding may not be as simple as it seems.

It's another conspiracy.

Yu Zhuo walked on the road, constantly searching for relevant palace fighting content in his system library.

In Tamo's eyes, he is still a tool that can be used. Before Zhou Yanshu becomes completely powerful, he must ensure that Tamo will not find a reason to kill him.

You also have to make yourself fit all of Tamo's ideas.

Yu Zhuo walked through the small corridor in the center and returned to the temple where he was before.

There was some shift in location. The place for kneeling down to worship the sea god was at the innermost part of the temple, while the place for holding the banquet was in the dense forest outside the temple.

The ground there had long been cleaned, and the grass and trees had been trimmed into appropriate shapes, surrounding the sides and supporting a crystal palace in the center.

After ascending the throne, Tamo has always been extremely hedonistic. Just so that he can sleep comfortably at his wedding on this day, he spent a huge amount of money to build a suspended crystal castle in the forest.

When Yuzhuo entered the hall, the guests were still talking and laughing. Tamo leaned on the throne at the top and looked at Yuzhuo with half-closed eyes.

Yu Zhuo bowed to him tactfully and said, "Your Majesty, I am late because of something. I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."

Tamo had heard about this before. He sneered and said, "Young people are different after all. They are full of energy. But you must not hurt Yan Shu. He is my cousin."

There was something else behind his words, which was full of sarcasm and teasing.

Yu Zhuo pretended not to know. He lowered his head and followed Tamo's words: "Since I am married to him, I will naturally follow your majesty's will and treat him well."

Tamo laughed, "It's good that you know. I feel relieved now. But Yanshu has a special status after all. It's not good to tell others that he has been occupying an unclear position of the previous king. I decided to confer him a title today as a wedding gift. What do you think?"

There was a moment of silence in the air. The ministers who came to attend the wedding exchanged glances, and then all complimented Tamo.

"It is truly the Sea God who is protecting our race. Your Majesty is wise..."

"Then our clan has gained another duke, which is really cause for celebration..."

"Today is a double blessing. Are you satisfied, Mr. Yu? We..."

Yu Zhuo stood below, listening to the compliments from the people around him, and felt speechless.

Tamo was absurd and incompetent, and these people followed him and did whatever they wanted, it was simply a mess.

Zhou Yanshu was the previous king, so even if the new king ascended the throne, his status would not be too low.

But the emperor's rank was wrong, and he suppressed Tamo, who was unhappy and simply conferred a title of nobility on Zhou Yanshu. No matter how you look at it, a title is below the throne and has no real power. Tamo's actions annoyed many people.

Yuzhuo did not say anything, and no one asked for his opinion. Whenever Tamo teased him, Yuzhuo would just laugh it off.

Perhaps this was the purpose of Tamo's visit. He ordered someone to convey his order to Zhou Yanshu, and then he slowly left with his guards.

Yuzhuo still had to deal with the next guests, who kept toasting him. Yuzhuo couldn't refuse, and finally drank a few glasses reluctantly.

Fortunately, the alcohol content of these wines is not high, and there are no weird drugs in them. After Yuzhuo drinks them, he can filter them out with the energy of his system.

The event finally ended at around 11 or 12 o'clock in the evening. After Tamo left, many ministers quickly left, and only some sons of noble families stayed to greet each other.

Yu Zhuo didn't have time to waste with them, so he found a few guards and told them to send these young masters from noble families back after everything was over.

The air was a little chilly in the middle of the night. Yuzhuo went back the same way he came. He felt a stuffy and hot sensation in his chest. The effect of the alcohol had not yet worn off and had a slight impact on him.

Yu Zhuo mobilized the energy in his system and poured it into his limbs, chest and abdomen, and in a short moment all the heat was eliminated.

There were still two guards guarding outside the bridal chamber. Yu Zhuo saw them from a distance, and when he walked to the door, he vaguely sensed the stalemate and coldness in the air.

"Sir, the count is already prepared inside, wish you a pleasant evening." They said, stroking their chests and saluting Yu Zhuo.

Yu Zhuo was already used to this. He walked in, opened the door, and saw Zhou Yanshu sitting on the edge of the bed.

When Yuzhuo left, he was sitting at the corner of the bed near the night light. Now, several hours later, when Yuzhuo came back, he was still sitting there without moving.

Seeing Yu Zhuo, Zhou Yan raised his silver eyes, and his lingering pure white eyelashes moved upwards, revealing his cold and gloomy pupils underneath.

His hands were tightly grasping the corner of the small table next to him, and the lower half of his face seemed to be frozen into an ice sculpture.

Yu Zhuo frowned, glanced at the servants standing in the bridal chamber, and asked in an ambiguous tone, "What are you doing?"

"Sir, the Earl's glands are badly damaged and I'm afraid he can't accept your markings. We want to teach him some other techniques."

"What's there to teach? It's him who's marrying me, not you. I will teach him myself. You don't need to interfere." Yu Zhuo said as he strode forward. He stood beside Zhou Yanshu, covering most of the body of the man sitting on the edge of the bed.

Zhou Yanshu looked at the large shadow falling on him, his pupils trembled involuntarily, and he clenched his fingertips.

"But……"

"Alright, alright, all of you go out. He and I are going to have our wedding night." Yu Zhuo waved at them. His head ached after a night of socializing, and he had no mood to argue with them.

The servants exchanged glances with each other, remained silent for a moment, and then listened to Yu Zhuo and left the room.

Yu Zhuo heaved a sigh of relief. Just as he turned around, he heard another voice coming from the door: "Sir, His Majesty's order is for you to mark the Earl."

Yu Zhuo: “…”