Song Zhentian and Shangguan Qinzhi sat side by side, observing Song Tianzun, Huangfu Meizhen, and Xuanyuan Yueyao.

Song Zhentian sighed inwardly. "Yueyao, I know our decision may be unfair to you, but—"

"I decided to accept my uncle’s decision because I have my own circumstances, so I don’t care whether I will become a queen or a concubine." Xuanyuan Yueyao looked at Song Tianzun and Huangfu Meizhen. "Besides, I don’t have any feelings for Prince Tianzun, and he loves Young Miss Huangfu, so I think everything will be fine."

"If you don’t have feelings for me, why did you accept this decision?" Song Tianzun asked.

Xuanyuan Yueyao smiled at him. "I have my own circumstances, but I won’t explain the details to you, my dear future husband. According to my uncle’s wishes, I will be your second wife, and I will fulfill my duties as your wife, even though I have no feelings for you."

"Isn’t that unfair to you, Young Miss Xuanyuan? Can you really accept that?" Huangfu Meizhen asked doubtfully.

"Isn’t this world unfair from the start?" Xuanyuan Yueyao asked with a smile, making Song Tianzun and Huangfu Meizhen feel uncomfortable. "Since I was born into the Xuanyuan Clan, I’ve already accepted my fate, so you two don’t need to worry about me."

Huangfu Meizhen sighed. "Why did you choose to surrender to your fate? We are cultivators, and we cultivate to become strong and defy fate, so—"

"Sister Meizhen... Can I call you that?" Huangfu Meizhen nodded to Xuanyuan Yueyao. "What is fate? How to defy fate? Have you ever heard of cultivators who have succeeded in doing so?"

Song Zhentian and the others fell silent, as they had never heard of a cultivator who had successfully defied fate.

Xuanyuan Yueyao continued. "Since there is no proof that cultivators can defy fate, I prefer to surrender myself to my fate. Besides, my choice isn’t that bad, and feelings can be built over time."

Song Tianzun and Huangfu Meizhen were speechless, as they couldn’t understand Xuanyuan Yueyao’s train of thought.

"Since you two are getting married in a month, you should focus on your wedding preparations, and I will wait for my turn to be a concubine." Xuanyuan Yueyao casually said. "Uncle Song and Aunt Shangguan, I’m a little tired after traveling for several days, so I want to rest now."

Shangguan Qinzhi stood up from her seat, walked over to Xuanyuan Yueyao, and led her away. "Let me show you to your bedroom."

After the two women left, Song Tianzun spoke to his father. "Father, I hope you can persuade Emperor Xuanyuan to cancel this decision, I—"

"We can’t cancel this matter, and you must marry Xuanyuan Yueyao in six months." Song Tianzun’s expression turned gloomy. "For now, I want you to focus on preparing for your wedding with Meizhen, and the two of you will get married next month. I still have many matters to attend to, so you two can leave now."

"Yes, Father." Song Tianzun and Huangfu Meizhen immediately left the room.

Song Zhentian sighed and leaned back in his chair. "Tianzun, I know this decision is difficult for you to accept, but I’m making this decision for the good of you and the kingdom. You may not be aware of the situation now, but you will understand everything once you take my place in the future."

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"It seems she won’t change her mind, Tianzun."

Song Tianzun sighed and hugged Huangfu Meizhen’s waist. "I actually don’t want my marriage to her, but everything seems to be irreversible. No matter what happens, you will be my future queen, and she will only be my concubine forever. So, what about Tang Xiao? Have he and his entourage entered Shenwu Kingdom territory?"

"They arrived last night, and they’re on their way to the snow mountains now."

"Are they facing any problems there?"

"No." Huangfu Meizhen shook her head. "For now, they haven’t encountered any powerful cultivators or demons, so their situation is still safe. However, Uncle Jun told me about Tang Xiao’s fighting prowess, and his abilities already surpass those of cultivators of a higher level, especially his speed. In fact, Tang Yin, Xing Xing, Mu Yan, and Sun Xiang are also the same as him, making it difficult for Yao Meiqing, Fei Cangyu, and Huo Yan to keep up with them."

"Oh?" Song Tianzun was truly surprised by that. "Are Tang Xiao and all his wives really that skilled in fighting?"

"I heard all this from Uncle Jun, and he would never give me false information, so I trust him." Huangfu Meizhen kissed him. "I’m going back to my sect now, and I’ll wait for you in my room tonight."

"Alright, you can go back now, and I’ll take care of some matters for our wedding." After Huangfu Meizhen left, Song Tianzun hurried off elsewhere.

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In the room, Song Tianlin lay on the bed looking helpless, and his naked body was covered in red bite marks.

Meanwhile, Zhan Yiran lay on top of Song Tianlin with a satisfied smile. "Hey, Tianlin! I remember you liked Xuanyuan Yueyao in the past, right? How do you feel now? Are you disappointed that she’ll be your sister-in-law soon?"

"Don’t talk about her," Song Tianlin frowned. "I liked Xuanyuan Yueyao in the past, but I’ve long since forgotten my feelings for her, especially after she beat me to a pulp that day. Besides, she’s not the woman you think she is, and no one can guess her true character."

"Oh?" Zhan Yiran was a little surprised. "Are you saying she wore a mask to cover her true character?"

Song Tianlin nodded slightly. "That day, she looked so vicious, and I couldn’t forget her gaze. She looked graceful and calm on the outside, but she kept a terrible brutality inside."

"Is that what makes you afraid of her? When she arrived earlier, I could sense your body shaking, and you didn’t dare look at her even once."

Song Tianlin fell silent. "I don’t want to talk about her anymore, but I really feel sorry for my brother because he had to marry her, and Huangfu Meizhen will probably suffer because of her in the future."

’I think I should talk to Huangfu Meizhen later.’ After that, they continued their sexual activities again, leaving Song Tianlin completely helpless in front of Zhan Yiran.

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"This is your room, Yueyao. If you need anything, you just need to contact the palace maids, and they will arrange everything for you."

"Thank you, Aunt." After Shangguan Qinzhi left, Xuanyuan Yueyao walked to the window and gazed out at the morning sky. "Since I can’t avoid my fate, I’ll accept it with grace. Moreover, being a concubine isn’t that bad, especially with a husband like Song Tianzun."

*Swoosh*

A young woman emerged from Xuanyuan Yueyao’s body and asked her, "Are you truly going to accept your situation, Master?"

"Why not?" Xuanyuan Yueyao turned back, leaned against the wall, and crossed her arms in front of her chest. "Do you remember my uncle’s orders? I want you to infiltrate the Nine Profound Sect and find that man named Tang Xiao, and I want you to monitor all his movements, including everyone by his side. I heard he has several wives named Tang Yin, Xing Xing, Sun Xiang, Mu Qingge, and Mu Yan. You must keep an eye on all of them, and you must report their progress to me."

"Why does your uncle care so much about insignificant cultivators like them, Master?"

Xuanyuan Yueyao narrowed her eyes. "Do you think my uncle will care about them if they don’t have outstanding talents, Rou Rou? My uncle is one of the respected Emperors in this realm, and he has his own reasons for asking us to look for and monitor them, so you don’t need to doubt him and carry out your duties."

"Yes, Master." Rou Rou didn’t argue and disappeared from the room.

Xuanyuan Yueyao’s lips curled up. "Song Tianlin, huh? Even though you’ll be my brother-in-law soon, I’ll never spare you, and I’ll make your life miserable."

Xuanyuan Yueyao sat cross-legged on her bed and sent a message to Xuanyuan Lingtian.

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When Shangguan Qinzhi returned to her room, she found a young woman waiting for her there.

Her face was delicate but mature. She has almond-shaped green eyes with a calm gaze, framed by long, dark lashes. Her eyebrows were naturally arched. Her nose was small, and her lips were soft, slightly parted, with a natural pink hue that added a subtle warmth to her calm demeanor.

She possessed a tall, slender, graceful figure. Her body leaned toward a lithe and agile build rather than an overly curvy one. Her chest was modest and proportionate to her slender figure, subtly defined beneath her white dress.

"Aunt Qinzhi."

"When did you get here, Qingyue?"

Shangguan Qingyue smiled. "I arrived before the banquet started, but I didn’t want to interrupt your family’s celebration, so I waited here for you."

"Qingyue, I want you to join the Nine Profound Sect, and I want you to seduce an inner disciple named Tang Xiao." Shangguan Qingyue was a little surprised by this, but Shangguan Qinzhi immediately shared Tang Xiao’s image with her. "He’s still weak now, but I believe he will be a match for Emperor Xuanyuan in the future, so I think he’s worthy of being your husband. If you successfully seduce him, he can help our Shangguan Clan compete with the Xuanyuan Clan."

Shangguan Qingyue looked at Tang Xiao’s image for a moment before asking. "What’s so special about that man, Aunt?"

"He has golden color aptitude," Shangguan Qingyue froze, her eyes wide. "He is the second cultivator with such an aptitude after Emperor Xuanyuan, so you should know that he will become his equal in the future. Unfortunately, I don’t have a daughter, and you are the best woman of our Shangguan Clan’s current generation, so I want you to conquer him."

"Please tell me more about him, Aunt."