The red candles flickered, and the Golden Lamps shone brightly.
Even above the bed hung row after row of small, bright red lanterns, decorated with wedding symbols and radiating a thick, festive air.
"Your Majesty, what makes you say that?"
A look of surprise appeared on Jiang Lan's face as he raised his eyes to look at Emperor Xia.
After today, his scheme to seize the National Fortune of Great Xia and the personal fortune of Emperor Xia was a foregone conclusion.
For the past few days, fortune had been rolling in like a surging tide, a torrential river that flooded his Mud Ball Palace.
The day his Destiny Dao Fruit matured to its third stage, it allowed him to directly touch upon some of the mysteries of the river of fate.
He had seemed to be under house arrest these past few days, but in reality, he had been in the palace observing and sensing the True Essence of destiny, gaining insights into its mysteries and glimpsing the faint trajectories of this world.
