Chapter 1486 - 1480:

Chapter 1486: Chapter 1480:

Xuerou’s story was coordinated with Xin Lin earlier.

After she finished speaking, the Fourth Prince and Noble Princess Consort Zhu naturally didn’t believe her.

"Uncle, don’t listen to this vile woman’s nonsense. She must have been afraid of Prince Yuan and didn’t act."

The Fourth Prince said angrily.

"I wouldn’t dare. I’ve been raised by the General Mansion since childhood, and my parents are under the care of the General and the noble concubine prince. How dare I act recklessly? The Wolf Spider is dead, and no one is more upset than me. It was raised with my heart’s blood since childhood."

Xuerou’s face was pale.

"You should go and take care of your wounds. In a few days, I will find another spiritual spider for you."

Zhu Qianjun waved his hand.

Xuerou thanked him profusely and retreated.

"Uncle, do you just trust that woman’s one-sided story?"

The Fourth Prince was very annoyed.

With Prince Yuan unscathed, his dream of presiding over the Hao Tian Festival was shattered.

He had bragged about it among his group of cronies, especially in front of Bai You and others.

"It’s not that I trust her, but there have been previous mentions to me that Prince Yuan might possess Emperor’s Fortune."

The assassination failed that night on Haotian Platform, and Nan Mei did not appear, but afterwards sent a little ghost to inform him.

Zhu Qianjun tried to contact King Hua, but was refused.

King Hua’s people mentioned once that they would no longer cooperate with Zhu Qianjun because they discovered Emperor’s Fortune on Prince Yuan.

Zhu Qianjun did not believe it at the time, but now it seems...

"So what? I don’t believe some auspicious energy is that amazing."

The Fourth Prince said irritably.

"That’s not ordinary auspicious energy, it’s the Emperor’s Fortune. Since ancient times, only the Human Emperor strongholds possess such fortune."

Zhu Qianjun’s face was cold.

"Emperor’s Fortune? Isn’t that saying Prince Yuan... the prince... my son..."

Noble Princess Consort Zhu was shocked, slumping onto the concubine chair.

All her efforts over the years could not withstand the Emperor’s Fortune.

It is a heavenly gifted auspicious energy, meaning the Emperor of Fuzhou must be Prince Yuan.

It’s all over, everything is over.

"Mother Consort, what are you talking about Emperor’s Fortune? Is it possible that Prince Yuan has the destiny of a Human Emperor?"

The Fourth Prince, upon hearing this, was also a bit unsettled.

If Prince Yuan becomes the Human Emperor, then what will happen to him and his mother consort?

"Reporting to the Fourth Prince, Prince Yuan has left the mansion. Upon learning of your troubles with the Tu Su Mansion, he directly ordered a seven-day shutdown for all spiritual food restaurants in the city, saying they could only reopen after the Hao Tian Festival ends."

The Fourth Prince’s personal servant walked in.

Prince Yuan has begun to retaliate.

The Fourth Prince’s complexion grew even grimmer.

Upon learning of the shutdown, some merchants in the city quietly removed the restriction signs against Tu Su’s House, and several businesses which had severed relations with Tu Su’s House secretly reached out to mend ties.

Earlier, workers and assistant chefs from Chunri Pavilion and Wild Ambition Tower ran away, but they have quietly returned to the Spiritual Food Restaurant.

The Hao Tian Festival has yet to be presided over, and if it’s held, Prince Yuan’s reputation will surely rise even higher.

"Mother Consort, what should I do? I don’t want to die. I’ve fought with Prince Yuan for so many years. If he becomes the Emperor of Fuzhou, he will surely kill me."

The Fourth Prince clung to Noble Princess Consort Zhu, nearly in tears.

"Son, don’t worry, mother consort will come up with a way; no one can bully us mother and son. Brother, say something."

Noble Princess Consort Zhu looked towards Zhu Qianjun.

"There’s no need to panic yet, the Emperor of Fuzhou isn’t dead. Prince Yuan now possessing Emperor’s Fortune isn’t necessarily a good thing..."

Zhu Qianjun’s eyes glinted with cold light.