291: Chapter 291 Tang Yuehua's Greed

In the main hall of the Moon Pavilion, Tang Yuehua was dressed in a silver gown that clung to her curvaceous and well-proportioned body, her chest rising and falling deeply.

She sat before the zither, playing an elegant melody.

Everyone in the hall was captivated by the sound of the music.

The piece came to an end.

While the crowd remained immersed in the music, Tang Yuehua had already approached Su Wen.

She performed a standard court salute, maintaining both her nobility and etiquette, her voice gentle and refined:

"His Highness the Holy Son has graced us with his presence; Yuehua apologizes for the lack of a proper welcome!"

"Please follow me, Your Highness. Yuehua wishes to personally attend to His Highness the Holy Son."

Seeing Su Wen nod, Tang Yuehua immediately walked ahead to lead the way.

She swayed slightly as she walked, carrying an air of nobility.

She politely greeted everyone she encountered along the way.

They arrived at the room.

Tang Yuehua shed her poised and elegant exterior.

She stepped forward and embraced Su Wen.

Her eyes instantly brimmed with affection.

"Husband!"

"Yuehua missed you!"

It had been over a year.

Who could understand the feeling of living like a young widow right after the wedding night?

Tang Yuehua held Su Wen tightly.

She wished she could merge into him immediately.

Over the past year, she had kept a close eye on the affairs of Spirit Hall and tracked the Saint's movements.

Every so often, she would send a letter to Spirit Hall to report on the matters of the Clear Sky Sect.

In reality, she just wanted to communicate with Su Wen; the Clear Sky Sect was merely a pretext.

Su Wen didn't say a word and placed her directly onto the table.

A full hour passed.

Tang Yuehua's maidservants and some Clear Sky Sect guards felt something was strange.

The Pavilion Master and the Saint have been talking for a long time, haven't they?

"Pavilion Master?"

A maidservant couldn't help but knock on the door.

Two guards stood behind her, their eyes filled with vigilance and caution.

As a third-generation Disciple of the Clear Sky Sect, Tang Tian was ordered by the Sect Master to protect Tang Yuehua.

After what happened last time, the Clear Sky Sect now placed extra importance on the security of the Moon Pavilion.

Who would have thought the Holy Son of Spirit Hall would suddenly visit and remain inside for such a long private discussion?

If anything happened to Tang Yuehua, Tang Tian would be too ashamed to return to the Clear Sky Sect.

"W-what is it?"

The door suddenly opened, revealing a crack.

Tang Yuehua's flushed, beautiful face could be seen, filled with impatience.

"Pavilion Master, I just wanted to ask if you need any tea?"

The maidservant breathed a sigh of relief seeing Tang Yuehua was fine and quickly made up an excuse.

"N-no need. W-wait outside!"

"Do not disturb us!"

With that, before the maid could speak, Tang Yuehua shut the door.

Although the group felt something was off, at least they knew Tang Yuehua was safe.

"Something's not right!"

Tang Tian muttered to himself; Tang Yuehua's personality had always been gentle and refined.

She was very easygoing with them.

Today, Tang Yuehua was clearly repulsed by their presence.

And her voice was trembling?

He leaned against the door, trying to listen and see if Tang Yuehua was being threatened.

"You won't hear anything. The soundproofing in the Moon Pavilion is quite good. After all, there's music everywhere; without special soundproofing, the noise from different rooms would become too chaotic."

"Since the Pavilion Master said so, she's surely fine. Now we just need to wait for the Sect Master and the others to arrive."

Since the maidservant said this, Tang Tian had no choice but to give up and wait quietly.

Yet, he felt a sense of unease; the Holy Son of Spirit Hall coming here was definitely not a good thing.

Inside the room.

Tang Yuehua lay in Su Wen's arms, drenched in fragrant sweat.

Even though it was over.

Her slender arms remained wrapped around his waist, unwilling to let go.

She greedily inhaled his scent.

Su Wen looked at the noble lady.

She was so full of attachment.

He was also in a great mood.

Playing with Tang Yuehua's hair, he asked, "The people from the Clear Sky Sect already know my whereabouts, don't they?"

At the mention of this.

The dazed look in Tang Yuehua's eyes faded slightly, replaced by a serious expression.

"Husband, they received the news several days ago."

"I believe they have already begun taking action. They want to kill you to stop your growth."

"My eldest and second brothers intend to personally lead a siege against you to rescue Ah Yin!"

Tang Yuehua sat up, her rosy lips parting slightly: "All the Elders of the Clear Sky Sect have already secretly descended the mountain and contacted Yu Yuanzhen of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Neither the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan nor the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has responded yet. However, whether they are willing or not, my eldest and second brothers will act against you. After all, Ah Yin is in your hands, and this is a rare opportunity for them."

"I'm not yet clear on the specific details of the operation."

"But if nothing unexpected happens, they will all gather at the Moon Pavilion."

Su Wen hadn't expected them to take him so seriously.

All the Elders of the Clear Sky Sect were mobilizing, and Tang Xiao and Tang Hao would also take action.

As if that weren't enough, they even wanted to bring in other Sects.

One would think they were laying siege to a super Douluo.

Tang Yuehua explained, "Husband, according to my eldest brother, even if they are exposed and the news leaks, Spirit Hall would find it difficult to retaliate if the Upper Three Sects are united."

Hearing this, Su Wen somewhat agreed; the Upper Three Sects essentially represented more than half of the forces in the Douluo world, even involving the two Great Empires.

"I am aware of the situation. Just continue doing what you need to do."

Su Wen looked at Tang Yuehua with great satisfaction; this mole was truly capable.

"Husband, when the time comes, I will secretly send someone to relay the specific details to you."

As Tang Yuehua spoke, she lay back in his arms.

She enjoyed a moment of peace.

As the sun set and they rested, Tang Yuehua endured her physical discomfort.

She escorted Su Wen to the entrance of the Moon Pavilion.

"Pavilion Master, did the Holy Son of Spirit Hall have some business here?"

Tang Tian approached Tang Yuehua, and she shook her head.

Seeing that Su Wen had already left, she prepared to return to her room.

Tang Tian asked again, "What did the Holy Son of Spirit Hall say to the Pavilion Master? To think you could talk for an entire day..."

Tang Yuehua's expression changed slightly, her voice becoming sharp: "Tang Tian, remember your position. Know what you should and shouldn't ask..."

Having finished, she ignored Tang Tian's ugly expression and headed straight back to the second floor.

She needed to sleep for a while; she was truly exhausted.

On the other side, as Su Wen stepped out of the Moon Pavilion, Ye Yuaner and Bi Ji emerged from the shadows.

Ye Yuaner's eyes were somewhat dangerous, while Bi Ji looked a bit resentful.

Seeing their expressions, Su Wen guessed they knew.

He didn't intend to hide it, looking at them with an embarrassed gaze.

"Hmph, I'll deal with you when we get back. I still underestimated you!"

Ye Yuaner didn't lash out on the spot, but she felt her management of Little Wen had indeed become a bit lax.

To think he even had someone in a place like this, and it was Tang Yuehua of the Moon Pavilion.

She also knew of Tang Yuehua, the biological sister of Tang Hao and Tang Xiao.

Ye Yuaner didn't even know what to say; Little Wen was just too good at this.

If Tang Hao and Tang Xiao found out, who knew what their expressions would be.

But there was one thing she had to admire about Little Wen's taste.

He really knew how to pick them.

Tang Yuehua's temperament and appearance were not the least bit inferior to the Supreme Pontiff's.

"Let's go!"

Ye Yuaner glared at him and took the lead.

Bi Ji followed beside Su Wen as the group headed towards the hotel.