The Steward Demonic Emperor

you?” Zhuo Fan’s brain turned to mush, not that his sly eyes ever stopped soaking up the view.

 

Yun Shuang was mortified.

 

[Is this how he acts? He got what he wanted and now plays the gentleman?] Like she was to blame for coming into his bed, and he was honest to god.

 

Yun Shuang snapped, “Zhuo Fan, are you mocking me? You clearly said to be with you and now you deny it? What am I to understand?”

 

Zhuo Fan finally figured it out and waved his hands around, “A total misunderstanding.
I never meant it in this way.
I only wanted you to be on my side, to look into fate, to be my adviser and not to preach me about growing a conscience or becoming goody-goody.
That’s all.
But for you to jump to the conclusion that I wanted you to make such sacrifices… I… I… What was I saying again?  Where was I?” 

 

Zhuo Fan scratched his head.

 

Yun Shuang snapped her eyes open, buried her head deeper from shame and cried.

 

Her mind took a shortcut to the facts, leaving her to do such an embarrassing act.

 

Zhuo Fan panicked.
The cool him was now lost as to what to do with a crying lady.
So he took his clothes and covered the lithe figure. 

 

A sudden bang on his door forced it open and a crowd stormed in with Luo Yunhai in front, laughing, “Brother Zhuo, me and sister talked to Captain Pang and heard today is your birthday.
Come, let’s go to your party…”

 

Luo Yunhai’s eyes landed on the bed, he gave an awkward chuckle and scratched his head, “Uh, I see you had your own bit of fun already.
Then we won’t bother you, he-he-he… Carry on…”

 

“What won’t bother? Zhuo Fan, explain yourself!” Luo Yunchang turned from happiness to anger at the drop of the hat after gazing on the bed, pointing at the squirmy thing under Zhuo Fan’s clothes, “Who’s she? Where did she come from?”

 

Glimpsing at the fine, white skin of the exposed legs, Luo Yunchang was incensed.

 

[This dense guy at least has good taste.
The girl under there must be a doll!]

 

Zhuo Fan shrugged, having no explanation pop into his head, “En, can you guys step outside for now?”

 

“Hi-hi-hi, how can we? This is a high quality class act, catching Steward Zhuo in the act.
We just gotta make it memorable!” Sly Demon always looked for trouble. 

 

Then the Violent Demon cuffed him, “A load of tripe! Steward Zhuo is the perfect studmuffin, single too.
He is a perfect catch any woman would swoon over.”

 

The other pygmies bobbed their heads sagely.

 

Zhuo Fan’s face sank, glaring at the four, [The shits are only making it worse.]

 

The one who was the real troublemaker here was in fact the princess.
Others, for better or worse, were aware of saving his skin, merely wagging their tongues. 

 

While her highness took two steps forward and yanked the shirt off, “Let’s see who you are and if you’re worthy of our grand steward Zhuo.”

 

Yun Shuang curled up with a cry, this act filling her with shame for being seen like this.

 

Zhuo Fan’s right eye flashed golden.

 

Divine Eye of the Void’s 1st stage, Shift!

 

Yun Shuang and Zhuo Fan were gone the next second, leaving the audience puzzled and sighing.

 

[They ran away.
We gotta admit, Zhuo Fan’s trick sure is useful in cases like these.]

 

Luo Yunhai couldn’t stop laughing inside.
He had everyone gather around to ease Zhuo Fan’s loneliness.
Otherwise this classic act would never have happened.

 

One thing was certain though, they never figured out who was beneath those clothes.

 

In a pitch-black forest, Zhuo Fan stood in a clearing watching the expansive night sky.
A rustle came and a clothed Yun Shuang came out of the tree line.

 

Her face was still red, red hot in fact, whenever she glanced at him.

 

Zhuo Fan only looked at the night sky, giving her the cold shoulder.

 

“Like I said, I want your unconditional support.
We are a team, you are one of my people.
Your grandfather’s business is my business.
Or the Yun clan’s retreat to Windgaze City would’ve been harder.
I admire your grandfather’s virtue.
Now forget about the matters in the capital.
They no longer concern you.” Zhuo Fan’s cold tone came.

 

Yun Shuang watched his lofty figure, stalwart and imposing, and calmed down.
She looked at the sky and said, “Vile dragon is coming!”

 

“Vile dragon?”

 

Zhuo Fan pondered, [I recall Yun Xuanji telling me about this… they’re the Quanrong.
Are the Quanrong invading?]

 

Zhuo Fan laughed inside and nodded, “Great, you are now on my side!”

 

Yun Shuang smiled and nodded.