Chu Lingzhi?!
"My wife. You may address her directly as Lady Nangong." Nangong Yehen smiled faintly, his deep eyes as cold as ice.
Wife?
Chu Lingzhi looked up at Nangong Yehen's handsome profile, her beautiful eyes filled with shock.
He was introducing her to outsiders as his wife?
Ye Xi felt as if he had been struck by a club, his back stiff as he stared at them in disbelief.
Chu Lingzhi had become Nangong Yehen's wife?
How could Nangong Yehen, such an arrogant and noble king, take a fancy to a woman who had given birth out of wedlock?
Because of her beauty?
There were plenty of women more beautiful than her in this world!
Ye Xi, after all, was a man of experience. The shock flickered across his face only briefly.
Soon, he was as warm and refined as jade, beaming with congratulations for Nangong Yehen, uttering nothing but pleasantries.
After the flattery, he went to attend to other distinguished guests.
With a faint, ambiguous smile, Nangong Yehen watched Ye Xi leave, then his expression instantly turned grim.
He looked down, his gaze coldly fixed on the woman in his arms, his tone dark and displeased. "Seeing him surprised you?"
"I'm feeling a bit unwell. Can I go back first?" Chu Lingzhi looked up, her eyes mournful as she gazed at Nangong Yehen.
Nangong Yehen's face was somber. "No!"
Seeing him like this, Chu Lingzhi felt a pang of sorrow.
"Lingzhi!" An excited and delighted voice.
Chu Lingzhi looked up to see Mu Yu, dressed in a floor-length pure white gown.
Today, Mu Yu was more beautiful than usual, her radiant smile brighter and more confident.
Chu Lingzhi frowned. At such a grand banquet, Mu Yu had been invited too?
"Lingzhi, I spotted you the moment I walked in. You're absolutely eye-catching!" Mu Yu approached her, happily grabbing Chu Lingzhi's hand.
When she caught sight of the large hand resting on Chu Lingzhi's waist, Mu Yu looked up and met Nangong Yehen's icy gaze.
Her smile faltered slightly, then she beamed even more brilliantly, greeting Nangong Yehen.
From start to finish, Nangong Yehen didn't acknowledge her.
Mu Yu thought to herself, *The king is truly cold.*
She looked at Chu Lingzhi, noticing her poor complexion, and assumed Nangong Yehen was giving her a hard time. She felt deep pity for her.
She knew Chu Lingzhi had already moved into Nangong Manor with Chu Junyu. Serving a king was like living with a tiger...
"Were you invited?" Chu Lingzhi's gaze at Mu Yu carried a hint of scrutiny.
"I came with General Lin, the general manager of the media department at Kaiser Group," Mu Yu said.
"Lord Gong, I've long admired you!"
"Lord Gong's presence is truly an honor for me, Ye!"
"..."
A commotion arose ahead. They looked over.
A group of people strode into the hall, led by a man in a silver casual outfit.
Behind him followed six bodyguards, making quite a flashy entrance.
The silver-clad man was tall and sturdy, with exquisite features. His transparent amber eyes were sharp enough to seem to pierce into anyone's heart.
His skin was fair, and a black chain hung around his neck, perfectly accentuating his aura of refined aloofness and coldness.
*So handsome!*
Mu Yu couldn't help but be captivated by the man's ethereal, breathtaking charm.
Chu Lingzhi's gaze swept over the man.
He was indeed handsome, with amber eyes that could enchant anyone, and an extraordinary presence.
But for some reason, seeing this man gave her a sense of repulsion. She didn't find him particularly handsome or noble.
He exuded an air of dignity, but it carried a bloody, violent edge—much like Nangong Yehen.