The General's Darling Is Delicate-Chapter 358 - 220: General?!

In the past, the one who initiated the problem was always the Queen.

But now she held the jade cup, glanced sarcastically at the woman below her, and said nothing.

Yun Chunnuan pulled along someone who remained silent but stared intently at the woman who resembled his mother.

She guided him to his seat.

Previously, their seats were in the front row, even surpassing all the Princes and Princesses.

Now they were arranged in the middle, only that spot was left empty.

Yun Chunnuan paused, noticing that sitting above was Prime Minister Ba, as Ba Yaoyao excitedly waved at her.

She thought that as the grand wedding ceremony had concluded, her current status was no longer the Princess of Great Xia, but the General’s wife, so it was reasonable to be behind a national Prime Minister.

She smiled warmly at Ba Yaoyao and sat down with her husband at the seating area.

The banquet proceeded as usual, following roughly the same process as before.

During this, no one created trouble, but Ba Yaoyao, beside Yun Chunnuan, would occasionally whisper things to her.

Yun Chunnuan endured her discomfort, responding as needed.

It wasn’t that she was uncomfortable with Ba Yaoyao, but rather, ever since she sat down, she felt exceptionally uneasy.

The table had vegetables, along with fish and meat.

Whether it was motion sickness or the prolonged period at home eating only vegetables and abstaining from meats, she felt the smell was nauseating.

This endurance gradually became overwhelming, making her originally porcelain-white face turn even paler.

Ba Yaoyao was the first to notice, "Xiao Yunyun, are you feeling unwell?"

Ever since he sat down, Yelyu Lie’s gaze hadn’t left the woman who looked exactly like his mother.

He was oblivious?!

He didn’t know when the King brought such a woman from the Western Regions.

It was not just a mere feeling of nausea; from another perspective, he was completely excluded from inner affairs.

The King and he were completely estranged...

What would be the next step?

While he was confused and uncertain in his heart, Ba Yaoyao’s voice reached his ears.

He immediately lowered his eyes, only then noticing his young wife’s pale face.

"Nuannuan?"

"It’s nothing, maybe a bit of motion sickness."

Yun Chunnuan dismissively waved her hand, not paying much heed as she had also felt uncomfortable on carriage rides before. Smiling, she accepted the hot tea her husband handed her, reassuring Ba Yaoyao.

At this time, the performances by the noble women in the hall had already ended.

They were all marriageable young women; unless unexpected, what followed would be a large-scale matchmaking scene.

The Bianliao people were relatively bold, and the girls were not that shy.

The advantage of on-the-spot matchmaking was that if the girl truly didn’t fancy the man, she had the right to refuse.

Of course, this only applied when marrying downwards.

If the Princes favored her, even if she was displeased, her family usually wouldn’t allow her to refuse.

Yet, the anticipated matchmaking scene did not occur.

After the performances ended, eighteen slender women gradually walked in from outside the hall.

They were dressed in the cool attire of the Western Regions, with veils on their faces making their looks unclear, but one could see their voluptuous and alluring figures, each exceptionally beautiful.

In an instant, the previous performance’s lingering heat completely vanished.

Instead, it pushed the atmosphere to another climax.

Everyone was discussing, when had these gorgeous women from the Western Regions arrived in Bianliao?

Why was there no news of this beforehand?

A Western Region beauty resembling the one from Ningxiang Hall could be explained. Perhaps the King, missing his Concubine too much, sought her out.

But so many beauties from the Western Regions, if not tributes from the Khan, might indeed cause a major incident, right?

At this moment, a burly, strong man slowly walked in from outside the palace.

Just how burly was he?

Among them, the Mighty General was already considered the strongest in physique.

That man was taller and stronger than the General!

Simply appearing at the palace entrance, he exuded an intense oppressive aura.

He walked step by step inside, each step seemingly making the ground of the hall tremble, producing a ’thud, thud, thud’ sound.

"General?!"

"Wasn’t he demoted to Bian City long ago?"

"Yes, it’s been seven or eight years, right? Why was he suddenly summoned back?"

"Shh! Everyone stop talking!"

Among the discussions, someone gave a look to the crowd.

Everyone’s gaze collectively turned towards the Mighty General in the center seat, whose face was dark and as cold as ice.

Then they glanced at the King, who was filled with pride, and quickly lowered their heads, not daring to discuss further.

In the silence, the heavy footsteps became increasingly distinct, each seeming to stomp on everyone’s hearts.

This court... seems like a storm is brewing...

"Your Majesty, I apologize for being late!"

The burly man arrogantly strode to the center of the hall, not looking sideways.

Suddenly, he knelt on the ground, knocking his head to the position above three times loudly, "Tie Muhun pays respects to the King, long live the King!"

Everyone was even more astonished.

Why was the General demoted to Bian City?

Wasn’t it because he was arrogant?

Even before the King, he flaunted arrogance, never placing the King in his eyes.

He abused military law, arbitrarily killing soldiers in the camp, forcefully taking others’ military merits as his own.

Lawless and greedy, during his years as the state’s leading general, the people of the Royal City suffered immensely.

If not for his previous meritorious contributions, he would have been punished with multiple crimes and executed for public display.

Finally, balancing merits and faults, the King’s soft-heartedness led to his demotion to Bian City.

But now, this General has changed... so much!

The King at the upper position clearly took pleasure in his humble demeanor.

Stroking his beard, after Tie Muhun finished his three loud kowtows, he laughed heartily, "You came well, and cleverly, dear minister, rise quickly."

He cast a challenging glance at the central seat.

Just a glance made his smile more pronounced...