Chapter 117
Chapter 117
The two of them hurried over and pushed the door open. Inside, they saw a young man with sharp brows and bright eyes curled up naked in a large wooden tub. He hugged his poor, vulnerable self tightly, his face full of humiliation and despair.
The way he was desperately trying to cover himself…
Ye Piaoling almost wanted to mosaic him on the spot.
But his face was completely unfamiliar. He was definitely not Little Liangliang!
Xiao Changye had been using a disguise technique. After soaking in water, the disguise mask on his face had fallen off, revealing the Son of Heaven of Dali’s original appearance.
The moment Xiao Changye saw Ye Piaoling and Hua Wuhuang, he no longer had the luxury of feeling shy. He was so excited it was as if he had seen his saviors, and he shot up out of the water with a splash.
“…”
Ye Piaoling immediately turned around.
-Holy crap, I didn’t see anything!
Hua Wuhuang walked forward with a dark expression and shoved Xiao Changye right back into the tub.
Get back down, you!
Then he turned to discuss it with Ye Piaoling. “What do we do now?”
Ye Piaoling said, “Leave him. Let’s go!”
He wasn’t the teammate they were looking for anyway.
Besides, the Cannibal Tribe had gone through all the trouble of catching their own ingredients. It wouldn’t be right for them to casually set the food free.
The two exchanged a look, then pushed the door open and left without the slightest hesitation.
Xiao Changye: “…”
What?!
-Those two actually just left like that???
“Stop right there! You two traitorous officials, how dare you turn a blind eye to Us!”
Xiao Changye was about to lose his mind. He roared in utter frustration, “Get back here and protect your emperor!”
Ye Piaoling heard him and sighed. “Who exactly is this chuunibyou kid fantasizing that he’s the emperor? His voice actually sounds a lot like Little Liangliang’s!”
Hua Wuhuang agreed. “Doesn’t it? It really does sound like him.”
Seeing the two of them walk farther and farther away, Xiao Changye finally realized that his appearance had changed and his current state was all wrong, which was why they hadn’t recognized him. He hurriedly switched to the correct channel.
“Two fairy sisters, please wait! Do you really have the heart to leave such a beautiful boy like me here?”
Ye Piaoling and Hua Wuhuang both froze. “!!!”
That way of speaking…
He really was Liang Ye!!
In an instant, everything clicked.
-Could it be that Liang Ye was the current emperor, Xiao Changye?
Once Ye Piaoling thought of that, many of her questions were suddenly answered. No wonder that young man had been able to parachute into Tianwen Sect and take part in the trial with them… He wasn’t some relative of Liang Yun’s at all. He was Di Xiulan’s only disciple!
And the “Huang Shang” the old shaman had mentioned was actually the emperor of Dali!
Just then, the old shaman and the others also came over.
Ye Piaoling asked anxiously, “Your Highness, Little Liangliang… who exactly is he?”
Di Xiulan smiled faintly. “It seems you’ve already figured it out…”
“That’s right. He is the Son of Heaven of Dali, Xiao Changye.”
“…”
“…”
Ye Piaoling and Hua Wuhuang both felt very not okay.
They had treated the emperor so roughly just now…
They wouldn’t be beheaded after they got back, would they?
After a long moment, Ye Piaoling quietly suggested, “How about we pretend we don’t know anything and let the Cannibal Tribe eat him?”
Everyone: “…”
Before she had even finished speaking, Xiao Changye’s aggrieved, pitiful voice drifted out of the thatched hut again.
“Beautiful fairy sister Ye Piaoling, why haven’t you come to save me yet? Boohoo, I’ve waited so long the flowers have wilted!”
Having been called out by name, Ye Piaoling felt a little embarrassed. She coughed and said, “I didn’t say anything just now.”
Then she told the old shaman, “This old ancestor will treat everyone to dinner today. As for this emperor, he’s our teammate. Please let him go.”
How could the old shaman dare to refuse? He hurriedly had the burly men of the Cannibal Tribe bring him out, then said with an apologetic smile, “If we had known he was a friend of the old ancestor, we never would have caught him… Truly, the flood washed over the Dragon King’s temple-family failed to recognize family!”
Two burly men from the Cannibal Tribe entered the thatched hut and hauled the stark-naked Xiao Changye out of the water barrel.
Xiao Changye screamed, “Ah! No! I haven’t put on any clothes yet!”
The Cannibal Tribe members couldn’t understand a word. Clothes? No clothes? What did that matter? They simply hoisted Xiao Changye up and strode toward the door.
The door to the hut opened.
When Ye Piaoling saw the scene before her, another holy-crap-naked-man flashed through her mind, and she whipped around at lightning speed.
Di Xiulan’s eyes darkened. With a flick of his sleeve, he sent out a blast of forceful wind.
“Aaaah-”
With a miserable shriek, Xiao Changye was slapped right back into the water barrel.
Ye Piaoling couldn’t help looking at the man in admiration. He could send someone flying without even using spiritual power! Amazing!
Di Xiulan said in a low voice, “Where are his clothes?”
“Well…” The old shaman looked embarrassed. “They were all torn into strips and used to tie things up.”
“…”
Ye Piaoling thought it over. Given Little Liangliang’s height, there was no way he could wear Di Xiulan’s or Lu Yin’s clothes. They would be far too long. Only her clothes might be somewhat wearable on him…
So she opened her storage pouch and rummaged for ages before finally finding a pale yellow dress.
“Have him wear this for now.”
Fifteen minutes later.
Xiao Changye, now a cross-dressing beauty in a pale yellow dress, walked out shyly and bashfully.
Ye Piaoling, Hua Wuhuang, and Lu Yin bowed at the same time. “Greetings, Your Majesty!”
Xiao Changye: “…”
That one “Your Majesty” made tears stream down his face.
I am probably the most pathetic emperor in all of history…
Seeing that he was in a poor mood, the three hurriedly praised in unison, “Your Majesty looks truly majestic and extraordinary in that dress!”
Xiao Changye: “…”
Tears streaming down his face, Xiao Changye said in a trembling voice, “Rise, my beloved ministers!”
Then he turned to Di Xiulan and cupped his hands in salute. “Master.”
Di Xiulan said without a trace of emotion, “As long as you’re all right.”
On the other side, the giant pot was ready. The water bubbled and boiled, with plenty of mushrooms, scallions, and garlic rolling inside. The hot pot base was fully prepared, but there was no meat left to put in.
Ye Piaoling took sliced beef and lamb from her storage pouch, along with prawns, meatballs, tofu skin, baby cabbage, and more, plus her secret dipping sauce.
“Come on. Tonight, we’re having hot pot!”
The members of the Cannibal Tribe were stunned. They had never seen such a rich variety of ingredients before!
As expected of their ancestor. She actually had so much delicious food!
Di Xiulan stared at her. “Just how much food did you bring?”
Ye Piaoling said with a solemn expression, “When you’re away from home, food is the most important thing! Don’t worry and eat your fill. I brought a whole month’s worth of meals!”
Hearing this, Lu Yin gave her a thumbs-up. “Young Master Wang truly plans far ahead.”
Ye Piaoling tossed the ingredients into the pot, and everyone gathered around the giant cauldron and dug in.
It was the first time the Cannibal Tribe members had ever eaten such authentic hot pot. One by one, they stuffed their mouths until they could barely speak, full of praise!
Everyone was happily chowing down. Only His Majesty Xiao Changye remained gloomy and dejected. Only now did he understand that this giant pot had originally been prepared for him…
At that thought, he couldn’t help feeling a sense of shared fate with the ingredients in the pot.
Still badly shaken, he held his bowl and kept glancing around warily from time to time.
Experience had taught him that boys had to protect themselves when they were out in the world. Otherwise, accidents could easily happen!
Just then, two young girls came over with bright smiles.
When he saw the dazzling bright yellow bows on their heads, and the familiar embroidered soaring dragons on those bows…
Xiao Changye’s hand trembled violently, and the bowl and chopsticks in his hands dropped to the ground!
Aaaah! Those were clearly his, his…