Yan Xijun was just thinking of finding an opportunity to slip out and get some fresh air, but her sister kept chatting with her nonstop, making it hard for her to extricate herself.

  She sat there awkwardly, always feeling that several lines of sight were staring at her, among which one line of sight was the strongest, strong enough to make her unable to help but turn her head to take a look.

  On the opposite side, at the lower right corner, sat an old woman dressed in a complicated crimson palace attire. The ornaments on her head were no less than those in her entire jewelry box. Next to her sat a young woman who was none other than Jia Lian's daughter, Jia Ruiyun, also titled as a beauty.

  "Hey, that old woman over there is the emperor's wet nurse, Madame Chu of the State of Chu. Next time you see her, remember not to mess with her, we can't afford to offend her right now, she has the emperor backing her up, got it?" Yan Wuxin explained to Yan Xijun.

  "Uh-huh, got it." Yan Xijun saw Jia Lixian staring at her with an unhidden gleam of jealousy in her eyes. So she dared to be so presumptuous because she had her aunt backing her up!

  "It's bad, Your Majesty, the King of Hell has arrived." Yan Wuxin looked at the white-robed figure floating in the air and worriedly looked at Chu Yixuan.

  Yan Xijun followed her sister's gaze and saw a young man in a white robe sitting in a simple wheelchair, being pushed by a middle-aged man.

  The man in white clothes had a face so ordinary that it couldn't be any more ordinary, if not for the luxurious silk robe he was wearing, probably no one would have noticed him.

  The fact is that Yajun has been ignored by everyone, his young face was pale, so pale that there was no trace of blood color, just like a patient who had been locked in the house all year round.

  Seeing this man in white made her think of the man in white she met at Taolin, both wearing a suit of white clothes, with the same pale complexion, the only difference being that one was disabled and the other could walk, and their appearance was also different, that man in white was as handsome as a god.

  It was just an ordinary man, yet she couldn't help but glance at him frequently until he was pushed in front of them.

  Just now, sister called him what? King of Hell? Is he a prince or something?

  Yan Xijun was very curious about his identity, so he paid close attention to their conversation.

  "Congratulations to the Emperor, may the Emperor live for ten thousand years, ten thousand years, and forever!" was all he said.

  "Haha, who can live for ten thousand years? Ming'er, you're making fun of your uncle again." Chu Yixuan said with a smile, looking at his only nephew below.

  Chu Cheng Ming also smiled and said: "Hehe, it's been a few years since I've seen the Emperor Uncle. Ming'er was confused for a moment, please forgive me, Emperor Uncle."

  "Hmm, these years I've been busy governing the country and maintaining peace, neglecting you, and couldn't even find time to visit you, how have you been all these years?"

  "Thanks for your concern, Uncle Emperor, but I've been doing well all these years!"

  "Then how's your leg? Why isn't it getting any better?"

  "Never mind, it's always been like this, maybe it can't be cured."

  "How could this be? Don't lose heart, tomorrow I will send the imperial physician to help you diagnose and treat it." Chu Yixuan said warmly.

  "Never mind, Your Majesty," Chu Cheng said hastily, waving his hand. "I'm already deeply grateful that you allowed me to attend the banquet tonight, how could I ask for anything more?"

  After listening to so much, Yan Xijun finally understood that the white-clothed man in front of him was actually the only surviving young prince of the previous dynasty's emperor, Chu Chengming, also known as the current King Ming.

  Chu Yixuan took the throne of Ming Wang, which was also his own brother's throne. Many people couldn't understand why he spared Ming Wang at that time.

  There's a saying that goes "cutting grass and pulling out roots" leaves no future troubles, but he spared the life of the King of Hell, isn't that just releasing a tiger back into the mountains?!

  In the future, King Ming will eventually avenge his family's grievances, this is what Yan Xikun thought.

  For so many years, there has been no news of the King of Hell spreading in the world. I didn't expect to meet him here.

  Everyone said that the King of Hell was killed by Chu Yixuan many years ago, and some people said that the King of Hell was disabled by him and imprisoned, it seems that rumors are not entirely true.

  At this moment, the music on stage stopped, and a clear voice came from the stage: "Your Majesty, I would like to ask Yan Mei Ren to come on stage and play a piece of music, may I?"

  "Huh, how is it her again?" Yan Xijun looked towards the stage and was surprised to find that it was Gu Qingrou standing on the stage at this time. No wonder the guqin played earlier sounded so good.

  Chu Yixuan looked at Yan Xijun's shocked face, then looked at Gu Qingrou on the stage and said: "No problem, Yan beauty can go on stage to play a song!"

  "Yes!" Yan Xijun said, "The Emperor has issued an order, who dares not follow?"

  "Uncle Emperor, let me go on stage too! I also want to play a tune for Uncle Emperor's birthday." Chu Chengming begged: "I can play a duet with her and learn from the talented woman of our country."

  "All right, since you insist on playing, I won't stop you either. You two get ready to go on stage!"

  Yan Xijun didn't expect that he would also go on stage to play a song with her, and even more unexpectedly, Chu Yixuan agreed too.

  "What piece shall I play?" he asked as he stepped onto the stage.

  "Whatever, you think of a tune and I'll play it."

  "What a big tone!" Chu Cheng Ming looked at her with a smile and suddenly asked in a low voice, "Don't you remember me?"

  "You......?" Yan Xijun looked at him with a puzzled expression, suddenly seeing his narrow and long eyes, looking into the deepest part of his pupils, she couldn't help but exclaim, "You... you... are...?"

  "Hurry up! Others are still waiting for our ensemble!" Chu Cheng Ming urged her with a sly smile, good, it seems that this girl has remembered those things.

  Yan Xikun sat absent-mindedly beside the guqin, his heart entirely focused on the person beside him. It turned out that he was the mysterious man in white clothes.

  That mysterious man in white was actually him, the noble King of the Underworld!