Chapter 1028: Meeting Jiang Qi

Chapter 1028: Chapter 1028: Meeting Jiang Qi

Chen Rui walked in front, followed closely by Ye Qingchen, as the heavy copper door was slowly pushed open, a rich aroma of wine wafted in, accompanied by a thread of sweet fragrance and gentle music.

Upon stepping inside the hall, Ye Qingchen’s gaze was immediately captivated by the scene before him.

The interior of the palace appeared even more luxurious compared to the outside, everything brimming with the extreme indulgence and symbols of power.

The entire grand hall was incredibly spacious, with thick red carpets laid on the ground, embroidered with intricate patterns outlined by Gold Threads, making it feel as soft as sinking into clouds when stepped upon.

Countless bright gemstones were embedded on the surrounding walls, each one shimmering with dazzling brilliance, illuminating the hall as if it were daylight.

In the center of the grand hall stood a long table, piled high with various fine wines and delicacies.

Every dish was visually alluring, glistening with oil, and the aroma of meat wafted through the air, clearly all of them were top-grade culinary treasures.

The wine poured from the pitchers was amber-clear, the fragrance spreading, as if just a gentle sniff could intoxicate one.

Beside the long table, Jiang Qi was reclining lazily on a couch inlaid with gold and silver threads, his collar wide open, appearing exceedingly casual.

Surrounding him were a few beautiful maids, these maids were dressed in sheer gauze skirts, barely covering their bodies, with skin as white as snow, as if mere touch would cause them to vanish like a dream.

They either gently poured wine for Jiang Qi, or peeled grapes to feed by his mouth, while some knelt by his side, softly massaging his shoulders and back, their movements graceful with a hint of teasing.

Jiang Qi was evidently absorbed in this endless pleasure, his gaze languid with hints of intoxication, holding a gold cup in one hand and casually embracing a maid’s slender waist with the other.

He gently swirled the wine in the cup, leisurely taking a sip, a satisfied smile tugging at his lips.

The entire scene was the epitome of luxury, as if all worldly indulgences were gathered in this palace.

On the palace ceiling, lifelike celestial palace patterns painted, gold dragons and silver phoenixes soaring amongst the clouds, seemingly proclaiming the supreme power and status here.

Chen Rui, standing aside, could barely tear his gaze away from Jiang Qi, his face revealing undisguised envy.

Though he himself enjoyed various palace privileges, compared to the lavish scene before him, his usual indulgences simply didn’t compare.

A surge of jealousy and yearning brewed within Chen Rui’s heart, as he looked at Jiang Qi, silently pondering: "If only I could be favored like this, how wonderful it would be."

However, Ye Qingchen’s gaze was entirely different. While still maintaining his tranquil facade, upon witnessing Jiang Qi’s hedonistic enjoyment, a barely discernible hint of murderous intent flickered in his eyes.

That intent glimmered like a cold light, vanishing in an instant, yet it pierced like an Ice Cone.

Towards Jiang Qi’s ostentatious debauchery, Ye Qingchen’s heart was filled with disgust and disdain. He secretly calculated, were it not for having to endure presently, he might have already acted to end this person’s life.

Ye Qingchen’s hand involuntarily gripped the sword hilt at his waist, his fingertips slightly whitened.

Although he swiftly suppressed that momentary murderous impulse, the intense urge still surged within him, seemingly ready to erupt at any moment.

To him, Jiang Qi’s existence was an intolerable blemish, and his fiancée Qin Yue was held by such a person.

Chen Rui did not notice Ye Qingchen’s anomaly at this moment, being busy concealing his own envy and jealousy, strenuously maintaining outward respect.

He knew well that in this opulent grand hall, every action, every word might influence his future fate.

He lowered his head, stood respectfully aside, awaiting Jiang Qi’s signal, while Ye Qingchen calmly followed behind Chen Rui, silently suppressing his inner surging murderous intent, quietly observing everything.

Jiang Qi, half closing his eyes, upon seeing Chen Rui and Ye Qingchen entering, the lazy smile originally hanging on his face instantly receded.

He snorted coldly, a trace of disdain and scorn flashing in his eyes.

He languidly put down the gold cup in his hand, glanced at Chen Rui, the corner of his mouth slightly curling, with evident contempt. Jiang Qi leaned against the soft couch, his collar wide open, his chest faintly visible, the whole person appearing wanton and uninhibited.

"Chen Rui, what brings you here?" he asked impatiently with a slightly hoarse voice, his tone full of disdain, as if Chen Rui’s arrival disrupted his pleasure.

The cold indifference and disdain in Jiang Qi’s eyes were obvious, as if in his eyes, Chen Rui was merely an insignificant person, not worth his effort to deal with.

Listening to Jiang Qi’s tone, a surge of anger rose within Chen Rui’s heart. His brows instinctively furrowed, eyes flashed with a hint of fury and unwillingness.

However, despite being tight with rage inside, Chen Rui well knew that in front of Jiang Qi, he must never show any discontent. After all, Jiang Qi’s status far exceeded his own; any misstep could potentially lead to his own disaster.

Thus, Chen Rui immediately suppressed the anger in his heart, forcibly putting on a respectful smile, disguising his emotions.

He laughed heartily, endeavoring to appear submissive and cheerful, as if he hadn’t noticed Jiang Qi’s contempt in the least. Chen Rui said with a smile: "Saint Heir, with your esteemed busy affairs, it’s really a sin for this little one to intrude. But having heard you recently acquired an amazing treasure, this little one couldn’t resist the itch, hence hastily came hoping to have a look and partake in Saint Heir’s good fortune!"

While speaking, he bowed slightly with ingratiating tones full of flattery and adulation.

Although the smile still hung on Chen Rui’s face, the expression was interspersed with a hint of reluctance and insincerity.

Cautiously observing Jiang Qi’s reaction, his face showed even more pronounced smiles, seemingly wishing to ease Jiang Qi’s mood through such means.

"Saint Heir, you are truly wise and mighty, even such a treasure can come into your possession, indeed admirable making this little one’s awe bow down. To witness your splendor today is truly this little one’s blessing thrice over."

Chen Rui’s voice was soft, his tone filled with compliments and reverence. Every word carried heavy flattering intent, seemingly afraid of not saying enough.

Yet, despite Chen Rui’s utmost humble demeanor, innerly he was extremely reluctant.

While he too held a position with real authority, in front of Jiang Qi he was forced to stoop to fawning and flattering, causing him humiliation.

However, for his own interests, Chen Rui could only bury all dissatisfaction and anger within, daring not show a bit.

Meanwhile, Ye Qingchen, standing aside, coldly observed, a flicker of murderous intent flashed again.

Caught between Chen Rui’s submissive posture and Jiang Qi’s overbearing attitude, he felt extreme abhorrence.

He silently vowed that such individuals would eventually reap what they sow, and he, Ye Qingchen, would certainly not endure forever.

Listening to Chen Rui’s flattery, Jiang Qi’s disdainful expression slightly softened, yet still carried a contemptuous smile.

His eyes slightly lifted, glancing at Chen Rui with a smirk as if enjoying the superiority brought by his power.