Seeing that her tall boyfriend had made up his mind and was striding forward, Yun Wei quickly followed.
His eyes were somewhat dim.
Because he was deeply despising himself in his heart.
When Isaac mentioned visiting the other person's family...
Many dark thoughts suddenly arose in his mind.
This is undoubtedly extremely immoral and shameful.
However, he was completely unprepared.
She was afraid of leaving a bad impression on the other person's family, and even more afraid of losing Isaac forever.
Worst of all, he even wanted to immediately break the contract with the other party.
If Isaac's family found out that I had signed such an unequal contract, I would definitely be finished.
He was inwardly panicking, his palms were ice-cold, but he managed to maintain a calm facade.
Yun Wei understood that his own experience of family affection was incomplete, but Isaac's was not.
But when he thought of the expression on Isaac's face just now, for some reason, he didn't have the courage to speak his mind at this moment.
He didn't want to personally pour a bucket of ice water over the other person's head at a time like this.
Perhaps, if he can disguise himself well, he won't necessarily be discovered.
Oh, Lord who can protect me, please bless me.
As he carefully wrapped the contract with his mental energy, he prayed with a glimmer of hope.
...
There is naturally a royal palace in Moonflower City.
However, the Red Moon Festival is a very rare celebration, and everyone on the continent of Zhuyuan, regardless of wealth or status, can enjoy the annual celebration to the fullest.
This is a day to commemorate those who have made great contributions in battle.
It should be noted that the Second Dynasty was quite martial.
The Red Moon Legion, most favored by the royal family, is composed of a group of warriors who defend the dynasty's territory with their blood.
But the city was too noisy, so Catherine the Great would usually take the royal family to her private castle outside the city on this day.
This year is no exception.
No one dared to express any opinion on this.
Compared to those hypocritical lords who deliberately create an image of being approachable, this domineering yet self-righteous old lady was truly beloved.
After all, under the rule of this decisive and ruthless monarch, the lives of the people did indeed get better and better.
...
The castle gates were naturally closed.
Led by Isaac, Yunwei easily climbed up the castle wall.
As the two walked to the other side of the city wall and prepared to look down, they met several pairs of eyes in the courtyard.
To be precise, there are a total of six lines of sight.
One person was standing, while the other five were sitting.
Judging from their demeanor at this moment, it is clear that they are having lunch.
Almost the instant their eyes met, Yun Wei looked away and silently gazed at the knight beside him.
The joints of the other person's body, which was clinging to the wall, were now making cracking sounds.
"Hey! I'm back!" The other person pursed their lips, then broke into an incredibly cheerful smile and shouted down.
"Your Highness Isaac."
Three voices rang out in unison.
The middle-aged man standing bowed respectfully, and at the same time, the two men sitting at the end of the table put down their knives and forks and nodded to Isaac.
"Hmm? What brings you back, kid? Weren't you having a good time in the wasteland?" Another man, who looked about seven-tenths like Isaac, spoke up, still methodically cutting the food on his plate.
Upon hearing this, the woman sitting opposite immediately retorted, "What are you saying? It's good that Issa is back; we can celebrate the holiday together."
"Well, I was just asking casually," the serious-looking man muttered under his breath, and quickly handed over the plate of cut food.
Only the woman sitting at the head of the table continued chewing her food, glancing expressionlessly at Isaac before looking at Yun Wei.
Yun Wei knew that this must be Isaac's grandmother, the legendary Empress Catherine the Great.
He had originally thought the other person would be a kind and stern old man.
But he only guessed one-third correctly.
Just being stared at by those all-seeing eyes for a moment made him feel like his heart was about to jump out of his throat.
But the other person quickly looked away.
Catherine picked up a napkin and gently touched the corner of her lips.
She casually instructed, "Master, set out two more sets of tableware. Issa, sit next to me."
"Yes, Your Majesty." The standing man quickly replied, taking out brand-new tableware from his spatial artifacts.
Yun Wei discovered from the faint fluctuations that the other party was also a level seven professional.
The other four people who were sitting also stood up gracefully in tacit agreement.
They picked up their cutlery and smoothly moved to their new seats. The whole process was so seamless that not a single sound was made, as if they had rehearsed it countless times.
Yun Wei became even more nervous.
However, Isaac patted him on the shoulder and led him to the tower next door, where stairs led to the courtyard.
In any case, the two of them could no longer climb over the wall in full view of everyone.
"Yun, relax. They're all easy to get along with." Yun Wei heard Isaac quietly comforting him as he turned the corner of the stairs.
Yun Wei responded softly, "Mm."
Even so, when he sat stiffly on the stool below, he only felt a chill run down his spine.
Especially when Catherine the Great looked at him nonchalantly.
He didn't even know where to put his hands and feet.
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the conversations between the people seemed to be quite tacit, with them always tilting their heads and whispering as if they were in training.
Next to him sat an elderly man who looked very serious and unsmiling.
Opposite him sat a magician whose magical power was even greater than his own.
He was the only superfluous person at the entire banquet.
Yun Wei could only look helplessly at Isaac.
The other party was answering Emperor Catherine's question at the moment, and when he looked over, she smiled and winked at him.
Then, whether by coincidence or not, Yun Wei saw Empress Catherine looking at him again.
He quickly lowered his head and helplessly poked at the vegetables on the plate.
The silver fork struck the ceramic, producing a slightly unpleasant crackling sound, which turned out to be the only noise during the entire luncheon.
It seemed that everyone glanced in his direction casually at that moment.
Yun Wei was even more desperate.
He found eating tasteless and out of place, and could only mechanically and stiffly maintain the action of eating, even though he actually had no appetite.
The banquet lasted until the end of time.
Until Catherine the Great stood up gracefully, and everyone else followed suit and stood up abruptly.
A beat too slow, Yun Wei was caught off guard and stood up, causing the chair behind him to fall backward with a loud bang.
We're doomed.
Yun Wei's face turned pale; she was completely at a loss for what to do.
He should be thankful that he wasn't in a palace, and that he was standing on a perfectly manicured, soft lawn. The noise earlier was merely impolite, not something that would cause him physical aversion.
Just then, Catherine the Great lifted her skirt and walked over slowly, stopping beside the fallen chair.
"May I have your name?"
That's what the other person asked.
She didn't even glance at the overturned chair; instead, she stared intently at Yun Wei.
Although he was smiling, his eyes were cold.
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