Future Beast World: Becoming A Pampered Beauty-Chapter 106 - 63: You Disgust Me

Soon, the Yalan Empire was to host a special coronation. At the personal request of the Beast King himself, the coronation and the mating ceremony would be held at the same time. The event was set to be enormous, a sensation across the nation, an unprecedented spectacle in the Empire’s millennia-long history.

This was enough to show the future Beast King’s adoration for his Queen.

From the grand scale of the landscaping, decor, and event flow, down to the minute detail of finalizing and sending out the guest list, Duotu personally oversaw every single step, meticulously planning and arranging it all.

「Tomorrow, the grand ceremony would officially begin.」

For the past half-month, the Royal Palace had been a flurry of activity. It was decorated with lanterns and streamers, bustling with excitement as preparations were made.

Servants from the Royal Palace brought the ceremonial gown for the next day’s event.

Months ago, Duotu had commissioned the Empire’s finest couture brand to create a custom-made gown for Sang Luo. It was hand-sewn, stitch by stitch, a process that took an extremely long time. That was why he had postponed the mating ceremony until now. He was waiting for this very gown to be delivered, so he could take her hand, both of them in their finest attire, and stand in a position above all others to receive the adoration of their millions of subjects.

Sang Luo sat at her vanity, listening to the bustling commotion outside, but she felt nothing. She allowed several male Beast Servants to meticulously tend to her beautiful, long black hair. They applied a pomade, combing it through to make her hair even silkier and darker, before braiding it into an updo and adorning it with intricate floral ornaments that made her head feel heavy.

Sang Luo reached out and stroked the magnificent golden gown a Servant presented to her.

The fabric was of the highest quality, adorned with jewels and jade, as exquisite and luxurious as a celestial garment.

’If this had been before, she would have absolutely adored it. She would have been overjoyed, unable to wait to put it on...’

"His Majesty has arrived!" a servant announced loudly.

Sang Luo turned to look out the window as Duotu strode past the servants and into her chambers.

The man was dressed in a silver-white, high-collared formal suit with golden tasseled epaulets. His hair was slicked back and impeccably styled. The tailored, cinched waist accentuated the athletic lines of his torso, revealing an impressively perfect inverted-triangle physique. He looked incredibly tall, imposing, and charming.

His joy had been plain to see for days. He strode into the bedchamber, beaming with success. When he saw Sang Luo was nearly ready—her dark hair contrasting with her snowy skin and rosy cheeks, the rouge making her lips an even more alluring crimson—his eyes lit up. "Luoluo! You’re so beautiful!"

As he drew closer, he noticed her cold expression. She was lightly pinching the gown but hadn’t put it on.

Duotu asked with a smile, "Is the gown not to your liking?"

Sang Luo looked up at him without a word, her eyes as still and lifeless as stagnant water.

A sudden unease gripped him, but he forced a fawning smile. "What’s wrong, Luoluo? Our mating ceremony is tomorrow. Why do you look so unhappy?"

"..."

"Darling, Little Luoluo, sweet Sangsang, my little cutie—"

SMACK!

A vicious slap landed across his face.

Duotu froze, the smile stiffening on his face.

Sang Luo enunciated each word. "You make me sick."

’He hid it so well, his disguise was so perfect. A cold terror filled her heart, and she wanted nothing more than to get away from this vicious, ruthless hypocrite.’

No longer looking at him, Sang Luo began to tear at the gown like a madwoman.

"Queen!" The horrified servants tried to stop her, but none could get close. They could only watch as the exquisite gown, which had taken months to create, was savaged and trampled into a heap of ruined cloth. The jewels adorning it scattered across the floor with a series of sharp CLATTERS. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Duotu snapped back to his senses and dismissed the servants in a low voice.

Watching her vent her fury, he pleaded humbly, "Luoluo, please don’t. The ceremony is tomorrow. They can’t make a new gown overnight..."

"I refuse to attend the ceremony!" The gown, made of some unknown, un-tearable material, was an eyesore. So, right in front of Duotu, Sang Luo set it on fire and burned it to a crisp.

"Sang Luo!"

His eyes widened, his chest heaved, and his face turned ashen. "You... Don’t you dare provoke me right now!"

"What, are you going to kill me too?"

Sang Luo gave a faint, cold, mocking smile. "No, you won’t kill me. After all, you value my fertility so much... so much that you were even willing to kill Caesar to have me!"

Duotu’s pupils contracted, and his voice trembled. "You... You know."

"Why did you kill him?"

Duotu’s expression grew cold. "I was supposed to be the most dazzling King Beast in the Empire," he said flatly, "yet I was overshadowed by some orphan from the East Continent. How could I not be jealous? How could I not want him gone?"

He gazed deeply at Sang Luo, his hand trembling as he grasped hers. His expression twisted with even more pain and conflict. "But what made me most jealous... was that he had you!"

"So, you just had to have everything he had?"

"If he hadn’t died, you would never have even looked at me!" Duotu said in a low, suppressed voice. "Even without you in the picture, I still would have acted. I could never allow half of the Empire’s military authority to fall into the hands of an outsider."

Sang Luo shook his hand off in disgust. "Aren’t you afraid of other people finding out what you’ve done?"

He chuckled. "And what if they find out? He was plotting to usurp the throne. I was perfectly justified in killing him."

Sang Luo was speechless. Whatever affection she had started to feel for Duotu these past few days was utterly extinguished in that instant.

’It wasn’t just because he had killed Caesar; it was because he had made her look like a clown, keeping her in the dark and playing her for a fool.’

Sang Luo hated deception more than anything.

Duotu left.

The next day, surrounded by thousands, he held the coronation ceremony alone. The mating ceremony was canceled, but the empty title of Queen was still bestowed upon Sang Luo.

The night after the ceremony, without even taking the time to change out of his formal attire, he found Quan Xiu and threw a punch at him.

The two fought for a long time with no clear winner. Eventually, Quan Xiu, unwilling to waste any more energy there, conceded defeat. Duotu glared at him, his eyes promising a death by a thousand cuts. "You told her!"

"A sacred oath binds us. I wouldn’t dare violate it."

"Then how did she find out?"

"You should ask yourself that, Your Highness." Quan Xiu’s expression was just as grim. "Yalan has always prided itself on being a civilized and courteous nation. Yet as an envoy from the East Continent, I’ve had to deal with numerous assassins sent by Your Highness these past few days. Were you trying to silence me? Were you afraid that the noble female you keep hidden away in your palace would find out about your filthy deeds and abandon you?"

"You did this to get back at me?!"

"Your Highness was the one who broke our agreement first," Quan Xiu said. "Your Majesty got what you wanted, but I did not."

’He needed Caesar’s Divine Blood Soul bone to completely transform into a pure-blooded Soaring Snake, but Duotu, fearing complications, had simply burned it all. Quan Xiu’s plan was completely ruined! He would never get that Soul bone! And he would never receive the true inheritance of the Soaring Snake Clan!’

Of course, Quan Xiu had sensed Sang Luo’s spiritual power fluctuations that night. But he had deliberately allowed it, goading Duotu into revealing the details of his plan precisely so Sang Luo would overhear. This was his revenge—to make Duotu suffer unimaginable pain!

"So this is why you’ve remained on the Western Continent! What else do you want?!" The veins on Duotu’s forehead bulged as he let out a low, suppressed roar.

"Your Majesty was the first to violate our agreement. However, on this trip, I did discover another, unexpected delight. If Your Highness can arrange for that little female to bear my child, our scores will be settled. Everything you’ve secretly plotted will remain buried forever, known to no one. What do you say to that trade?"