Spiritual Energy Rejuvenation: I Began Cultivating By Farming Chapter 499 - 499 370

499: Chapter 370 499: Chapter 370 Long Hong felt that the Princess was being unreasonable, giving her the cold shoulder; he prioritized his sons’ marriages and having children, selecting imperial consorts.

Princess Long Feifeng was so spoiled by him and the Empress that she had beco lawless and no longer heeded his advice.

He could only confide this matter to the Empress, urging her to marry the Princess off quickly.

Having heard the King’s words, the Empress was secretly angry yet could not say much.

Recently, the King frequented the Noble Consort and the beauties’ chambers more, only visiting her once or twice a month and never staying the night.

She felt very lonely in the depth of the Imperial Palace at her age.

As the Empress, she was also a cultivator.

The King, in order to have better control over the Empress and to ensure better genes for their descendants, ensured that the won brought into the palace were well-versed in both civil and military affairs.

The Empress was the daughter of a high official, and not from the Ten Great Clans.

Her father was not a Military Official either, holding a position with little to no perks.

She managed to sit securely on the throne of the Imperial harem primarily because, though Long Hong doted on his concubines, most were sent to the palace by various parties, especially high-ranking officials who outwardly lavished attention on these beauties.

The children born to the beauties were also cherished, yet none were made Empress, and their offspring were not made Crown Prince either.

The Empress went to advise Princess Long Feifeng not to oppose her father the King, as it was not in their favor, and of course, her own father ultimately had her best interests in mind.

Princess Long Feifeng had always been stubborn and willful, harboring a deep affection for Ye Tian.

She had a favorable impression of another man, Tang Feiyang, yet felt no admiration for heroes towards him.

Ye Tian had protected her in the recent defense of Immortal Venerable City, fighting off villains; such a heroic figure was her utmost beloved.

Tang Feiyang’s performance was also comndable, but his abilities fell short of Ye Tian, unable to shift her infatuation.

Long Hong invited Ye Tian to discuss matters, and upon receiving the news, Princess Long Feifeng waited at the gates of the Imperial Palace, finally able to see Ye Tian, whom she had longed to et these past few days.

Long Feifeng’s infatuated gaze, her most luxurious pearl-studded accessories—for the occasion to et Ye Tian, she had especially put on heavy makeup.

Having t the woman accompanying Ye Tian before, Long Feifeng had soone investigate and found that Ye Tian had not taken the woman ho, so there was still a chance.

Seeing how handso and dashing Ye Tian was, how could he possibly choose a commoner woman?

Even if they were fellow disciples, it would seem only a woman with a status like hers could be worthy of Ye Tian.

With her noble status, she was certainly a match for Ye Tian.

Princess Long Feifeng took deliberate steps towards the man she adored, deciding that she would confess her love for him today.

She must boldly declare her love.

As a Princess of noble lineage, to pursue a man was already a great favor to him.

For the sake of love, she had given so much, and he should give her recognition.

He should also appreciate her love.

Princess Long Feifeng appeared at the gates of the palace, and Ye Tian expected that she would not let him slip away.

This Princess was not his type.

He had feelings for Yan Weiwei.

Ye Tian was slowly starting to realize that his affection for his junior sister went beyond the re friendship between a senior brother and a junior sister.

The relationship between a senior brother and a junior sister was quite common in the Immortal Sect.

Why then, did he only feel closer to this particular woman?

Previously, he had not been aware of his deep emotions.

Ever since he returned to his clan a while back, encountering Long Feifeng’s relentless pursuit, it was his inner resistance that made him gradually aware.

No matter how noble other won were, or how beautiful their figures and appearances, he could not harbor feelings for them.

Only Yan Weiwei had left an indelible mark in his heart.

Ye Tian, a soul who had traversed through ti, thoroughly detested arranged marriages; he had always longed for love and craved for freedom.

Now at this level of cultivation and still unengaged, it was only because he had not been at his clan all these years, delaying any betrothal plans his family might have had for him.

Upon his last visit ho, his family had ntioned betrothal plans, and of course, they also brought up the prospect of him becoming the Consort Prince to the Princess.

Ye Tian, using pending matters as an excuse, had his family hold off on arranging his marriage.

He stated that he already had soone he liked and promised to bring that woman ho when the ti was right.

Ye Tian was naturally assertive; his strong character was not so apparent when he was younger but beca evident during his recent visits ho.

Efficient and decisive, he was already being grood as a future elite leader within his clan.

The King personally received Ye Tian each ti he returned and t only with him, excluding Generals and veteran Military Officials from entering the palace.

Ye Tian’s family was quite at ease.

Their successor was no coward and commanded respect in the presence of the King.

This ti, during his clash with the old ministers, not a single wily and cunning official was his match—not in martial prowess nor in deanor.

“Young General, what a coincidence, we et again!”

Princess Long Feifeng pretended it was a chance eting and Ye Tian did not exposé her.

Yet his handso face remained cool and detached, never smiling before this fawning Princess.

He felt that Long Feifeng was the type to take an inch and ask for a mile, a woman who would climb onto the roof if given three inches of color.

Even with his icy attitude, she, perhaps enjoying the masochism, did not alter the smile on her face.

“Hmm, the King has summoned this General on urgent business.

I have no ti to chat with the Princess any longer!”

Would Long Feifeng easily let go of this chance to talk?

She blocked Ye Tian at the entrance to the palace, mimicking the sweet, tender smile of the woman she had seen him with last ti.