My Unrivaled Princess: I Won’t Mess With You

Chapter 34: Confrontation

Translator: Sissy That Walk

What were they standing here for?

To be stuff with god food?

Who said Prince Eighth was not amenable to reason?

Who said Prince Eighth didn’t care to women?

Who said Prince Eighth could be so moody and hard to predict?

Well, they were all wrong.

Look at him now, so considerate, so loving and caring.

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Luo Qianqian didn’t even say anything and he offered to serve her a mandarin.

Anyone else would be too scared to accept it but Luo Qianqian, she took the mandarin with a smile.

Now they were having some fruits and some snacks before the dishes were ready.

There seemed to be a rumpus in the hallway.

“Damn you busboy! We want that room, now! I don’t care whether it’s taken or not, I want it now!” a man threw a tantrum loudly.

“I’m… I’m so sorry, this room had been reserved under the other guest’s name since the day we opened this restaurant, we cannot host any other guests there as long as he is here… …” stammered the busboy, he managed to explain why he couldn’t arrange them the room with a blade on his neck.

The busboy had seen a lot in the restaurant, but this was the first time that someone actually put a blade on his neck as a threat, of course he felt scared.

“Nonsense! Do you know who we are? Do you know who my master is?” the man threatened the busboy, waving his blade in an imitating way in front of the busboy. The ugly way he bullied the busboy caught a lot of stares.

The busboy was shaking, he faltered, “I… I’m just a busboy here, what I say carries no weight, would you like to talk to my boss?” with that the blade left a small cut on his neck, luckily the cut was not too deep, but it was so painful.

The busboy felt his life was on the line, he kept shuddering.

A man in a blue brocade gown signaled the man wielding the blade to step back and he walked towards the busboy himself, the busboy felt more intimidated as the man walked closer to him.

Soon the man walked past the busboy and walked to the room, he squinted and pointed at the room, “This room is mine.”

This man was afraid of no one in this whole country.

“You, get in, ask the people inside to get lost.” the man ordered one of his servants.

“Yes, master.” the servant pushed open the door violently.

What met his eyes were a group of beautiful people.

Beautiful was actually not good enough, that was such a gorgeous group of people.

The servant’s eyes were wide open when he saw Murong Yun.

His face darkened as soon as he laid his eyes on Murong Yun, like he had met his worst enemy.

Murong Yun, on the other hand, didn’t even raise his head. He swept across the room indifferently.

The man in blue brocade gown walked in, he pointed at Murong Yun and asked, “Small world, it’s you.”

Luo Qianqian was enjoying the juicy mandarin in hand, she wasn’t particularly interested in what was happening.

She took a glimpse at the uninvited guest and thought to herself, “Hmm, such a good-looking boy, can totally make it to show business back at home.”

However, pretty as the uninvited guest was, Luo Qianqian knew Murong Yun definitely had outshined him, on every level.

It was not like she fell for him or anything.

She was kind of curious about who this man was.

Luo Qianqian looked him up and down subtly, she noticed there was a pass tally issued by the Emperor hanging on his waistband. She had seen Murong Yun’s pass tally before, the front side of Murong Yun’s pass tally was decorated with dragon and phoenix pattern, the reverse side was some unknown pattern.

Usually the front of a pass tally told a lot about the owner’s status, the patterns on reverse side was usually designed to mislead people, a trick the owners would employ if he meant to stay low key.

But this young man didn’t cover his pass tally at all, dragon and phoenix pattern could be seen clearly.

‘Dragon and phoenix? Could he… could he also be a prince?’

“Isn’t this the Crown Prince? What brings you here?” asked Su Liancheng in a sarcastic tone.

‘Ah~ he is the Crown Prince, no wonder there was dragon and phoenix pattern on his pass tally.’

Su Liancheng looked the man in blue brocade gown in contempt and made some sarcastic remarks.

Luo Qianqian also was deep in thought, she asked Murong Xue who was sitting next to her in a low voice, “Xue, is he really the Crown Prince?”

Murong Xue didn’t want to be recognized and make a scene, she lowered her head and whispered, “Yes, he is. Please cover for me, my good sister-in-law, I sneaked out from the palace without informing my mother or His Majesty, if the Crown Prince finds out, His Majesty would punish me.”

Luo Qianqian nodded and sat sideways, thus Murong Xue could take refuge behind her.

This man standing in front of her was the Crown Prince — Mu Chaoyang, the ideal son-in-law Luo Qianqian’s father had been talking about. Prime Minister Luo wished he could marry his second daughter Luo Yuyan to the Crown Prince’s mansion, he wished he could be the father of the future Empress of Tianqi Country.

With that in mind, Luo Qianqian looked Mu Chaoyang up and down once again, Mu Chaoyang and Murong Yun bore some resemblance, not a lot though.

Mu Chaoyang looked gloomy, especially his eyes were so wicked, making people uncomfortable.

“Prince Eighth, aren’t you supposed to rest in your mansion, what are you doing here?” Murong Yun used the carriage to deceive the public, making an impression that he was so weak that he relied on the carriage.

The crowd found that very provoking.

“We are here eating, just like Your Highness, the Crown Prince.” answered Su Liancheng hastily.

Murong Yun had ignored the Crown Prince, he peeled another orange and presented it to Luo Qianqian, “Never mind, here, this is for you.”

Luo Qianqian caught Mu Chaoyang’s attention now, ‘Is… is this girl Luo Qianqian?’

Mu Chaoyang was stunned.

Mu Chaoyang had met Luo Qianqian once in Prime Minister Luo’s family gathering, from what he could recall, Luo Qianqian was far from this beautiful, wasn’t she skinny as a twig?

But Luo Qianqian now, was so elegant and collected besides having a gorgeous face.

Especially her eyes, those almond-shaped eyes looked like they could talk, and he was more than willing to be a listener.

“Prince Eighth is still in the mood of courting a girl?” sneered Mu Chaoyang.

“Why not?” retorted Murong Yun, he didn’t even raise his head.

“Don’t you play dumb with me, you know it very well. I have found out most of your secret agents.” Mu Chaoyang explained bluntly.

Murong Yun laughed instead of getting anxious, “I wouldn’t be this confident if I were you, Your Highness.”

Mu Chaoyang was dumbfounded for a bit, then he glared at Murong Yun, “What do you mean?”

Su Liancheng chimed in, “Hahaha, I suggest Your Highness should reschedule your dinner plan and go check your own secret agents.”