Chapter 680 - 215: Traitorous Disciple
The Prince decided to feign being utterly captivated by Si Motu.
Even though from the moment Si Motu had connections with Cyan Cloud Sect, her heart had already made a decision.
No matter how much she had initially stood up for herself under Jia Lan’s command, now that Si Motu was too close to Cyan Cloud Sect, she definitely couldn’t fully trust Si Motu anymore.
However, she couldn’t just abandon Si Motu either.
Mirror Country still needed Si Motu’s strength, or rather, the entire Old World needed his power.
The subsequent Full Bloom plan... oh, now it should be called the Celestial Fire plan, it must have Si Motu’s help.
Agreeing to an engagement with Si Motu was nothing more than a stopgap measure.
She was purely a political creature, incapable of altering plans for personal desires or abandoning her own interests.
The Prince admitted she had rather unusual feelings for Si Motu.
As a girl who grew up independently without any shelter, only dealing with others for mutual benefits.
When Si Motu protected and trusted her unconditionally, she didn’t deny having a momentary heartbeat.
But, it was just a moment.
She was the cruel, ruthless, and indifferent Prince of Mirror Country, destined to become the queen of the Old World!
Even Si Motu, even her fiancé, would be used as a stepping stone!
If this was her intention, then she would utilize her own feelings, too.
Displaying a compromising appearance before Si Motu was just part of her plan.
Only by deceiving herself first could she deceive Si Motu.
[Do you mean to say that all your previous acts were just to make Si Motu lower his guard and serve you wholeheartedly?]
"Of course."
The Prince limped towards the end of the Mirror Space.
Now that Si Motu had left, she didn’t have to hide anything, "If I can make him serve my Mirror Country, what’s the harm in giving him a taste of sweetness?"
[Makes sense, but your previous act didn’t show any signs of performance.]
"If it was obvious at a glance, wouldn’t it expose everything?"
The Prince’s voice carried undeniable arrogance and confidence, "When the plan concludes, you’ll know who’s been utterly fooled, and who can’t do without whom. Someday, I’ll let you see Si Motu clinging to my leg, imploring for my mercy!"
[Suggestion: In this case, you should discard all the fish Si Motu caught for you here as a demonstration of your disdain for him.]
"Ha."
The Prince sneered dismissively, "Purposefully discarding his gifts would only prove how much I care about him. These things don’t matter. Did you really think a few fish would capture my true heart? Do you take me for someone so cheap, System?"
[Sorry, I overstepped. I just feel you should display more backbone...]
"Real emperors can bend and stretch!"
The Prince declared resolutely, "It’s just a negligible grievance. Now that we’ve appeased Si Motu and made him work for us, if we fail, we lose nothing, but succeed, and we earn a lot!"
[Your wisdom shines, Majesty! Besides Si Motu, there’s no one else that Witch Association or Old World can find to enter the Headquarter now...]
"Heh heh."
Passing through the end of Mirror Space, the Prince arrived at the empty palace of Mirror Country.
Rows of golden statues, luxurious red rugs, magnificent golden walls and ceilings, and various elaborately carved stately pillars.
Of course, most importantly, the top.
Encased in a crystal pillar as transparent as glass, the crown, the core of all the systems of Mirror Country.
Only by wearing that crown can one truly become the king of Mirror Country, gaining all its authority.
A surge of heat rose from her heart, and for a moment, she forgot all about Si Motu.
What love affairs, only power is real.
Only power is reliable and will never betray!
[Reminder: Following a system search, no engagement documents were found in the New World’s civil affairs bureau. According to official documents, there is no record of engagement. Please re-check your files, Your Highness the Prince.]
The Prince was startled by the system’s reminder.
Then leaned against a pillar and carefully reviewed the documents.
Si Motu had prepared two copies of the engagement document, one for each, both signed.
However, upon closer inspection, although the heading read "engagement," the following content was...
The more the Prince read, the more her fervent and arrogant expression turned excited.
Finally, she pressed the document to her face and burst into laughter.
For a moment, she had the same joy and recklessness her mother felt when she first discovered the New World.
[Question: Why are you laughing so happily, is there an issue with the document? Is it really an engagement document?]
"You’re right."
After laughing for quite some time and having exhausted her emotions, the Prince restrained her smile, her voice even slightly hoarse.
In her crimson pupils, full of amusement and confidence, "Indeed, it’s not an engagement document, but a marriage document."
[Judgement: Perhaps Mr. Si Motu took the wrong document...]
"Impossible, he’s not a fool."
The Prince said calmly, "You don’t really take him for an illiterate idiot, do you? He prepared two copies for me. Such an important ceremony, and with how much he cares, he must have gone through them several times."