Venerated Venomous Consort

Di Fuyi gazed at Gu Xijiu with a depressed and disappointed expression. He had been trying very hard last night to enter her dream, but his efforts were to no avail. At first, he was confident that he could have helped her to regain all of her memories. However, his efforts were all in vain.

Gu Xijiu glimpsed at him as she pursed her lips but did not speak.

Mo Zhao held her hand and stepped closer to Di Fuyi. "Xijiu, do you have anything to say to him?"

Gu Xijiu sounded upset. "What’s there for me to tell him? Is he your prisoner or your guest?"

"He’s a prisoner but also a guest today." Mo Zhao smiled.

Gu Xijiu pursed her lips again as she looked at Mo Zhao. "My dearest Zhao, I’ve heard that since you’re The Great Lord and your identity is so prestigious that there would be countless guests attending the wedding ceremony cheerfully. Why are there so few people attending our wedding?"

Even though her question sounded naive, it was also a rather good question as Mo Zhao needed to pause for a second before answering her. "How could I allow just anyone to attend my wedding ceremony? Only the most prestigious people are invited..."

He had been worried all day that foreign spies would infiltrate the underground palace to the extent that he investigated everyone who had showed up these couple of days. Why the h*ck would anyone want to go through all those troubles to get people to attend their wedding?

Even some of his subordinates had not bothered to attend, let alone the foreign guests. Long Fan stood aside silently though he must have been cursing in his heart at that moment!

Gu Xijiu seemed disappointed as her gaze returned to Di Fuyi. "So, he’s the only qualified guest?"

Mo Zhao had an abnormal expression. "You’re right, Xijiu. He’s the mighty Celestial Master Zuo who is capable of doing whatever he wants in this continent. It’s our honor to have him as our marriage witness as this one person is better than a hundred others."

Gu Xijiu pursed her lips again and looked at Di Fuyi from head to toes and back to his head again. "I see. My dearest Zhao, are you afraid of him?"

Mo Zhao’s expression changed. "Why do you say so?"

Gu Xijiu replied, "I’m just curious as to why he had been chained this way. You’re the master of the underground palace, and all of the people here are under your supervision. He would probably be unable to do anything even if you unlocked his chains. Is he good at martial arts? Or he is too powerful to the extent that no one could beat him, and that’s why you needed to lock him using those chains?"

Mo Zhao was speechless.

He glanced at Gu Xijiu and realized that she was genuinely naive.

Mo Zhao struggled to smile. "Xijiu, do you pity him?"

Gu Xijiu said frankly, "I’m just curious... why are you so cautious with this person?"

Mo Zhao paused for a second and continued, "It’s better to play safe."

He paused again and added, "I’m not afraid of him. I did not want him to ruin our wedding, and that’s why I locked him up."

"I see. However, since this is our big day, we shouldn’t have a guest sitting here with blood all over his body, right? I find it awful."

What she said was right, and many of them silently agreed with her in their hearts as no one would want to see so much blood on a happy day.

Everyone felt that The Great Lord was too cautious. All of Di Fuyi’s spiritual power should have vanished as he had been chained for eight days now. Besides that, he was currently trapped in the demon’s nest, so how could he manage to escape even if he was to be unchained?