Ning Rongrong: Could It Be... Stealing the Groom?!

Imperial Proclamation

The empire's God of War, Marquis White Robe, had rendered glorious service. He was granted the title of King, becoming the empire's only Prince of Different Surname!

Princess Xue Ke and King Frost Extreme had been childhood sweethearts, deeply in love, and their engagement was set on the same day.

With Xue Ye's backing, these two pieces of news swept across the entire empire like a tornado.

The nobles and dignitaries could only sigh in amazement.

At seventeen, he had been granted the title of King and was to marry a princess. He had already reached the pinnacle of worldly power!

The common people found it only natural.

For Marquis White Robe, who had made such tremendous contributions to the empire, being granted the title of King was simply a matter of course.

Yet Luo Li's young female admirers, wealthy young ladies, and noblewomen could not sleep through the night.

The unattainable Marquis White Robe had ultimately been claimed by Princess Xue Ke. The women who had longed for Luo Li were heartbroken and miserable, tossing and turning in bed.

After all, before this, Luo Li had never been confirmed to be with any girl. He belonged to everyone.

Though many knew they had no chance, they could at least console themselves that no other woman had him either.

But now, that consolation had been brutally shattered.

The unreachable Marquis White Robe had finally become someone else's fiancé.

That night, many more lamps remained lit throughout the Heaven Dou Empire.

Luo Li's female admirers were filled with both resentment and envy toward Xue Ke.

They were furious that Xue Ke had taken away the Marquis White Robe who belonged to everyone, yet envied her for being able to have him, wishing they could become Xue Ke themselves.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect

Ning Fengzhi and the two Titled Douluo, Sword and Bone, stood outside the room, looking helplessly at the tightly shut door before them.

Ever since the little witch Ning Rongrong had learned that Xue Ke and Luo Li were engaged, she had locked herself in her room. Even the maid delivering meals could not get inside.

"Rongrong, he's only Luo Li. If you can't have him, then so be it. It's not as though he's the only one for you."

"There's no need to be this angry. It would be bad if you harmed your health."

Bone Douluo spoke with heartache.

"It's not just some Luo Li!" A lively yet slightly hoarse voice came from inside the room.

Ning Rongrong sat on a soft white feather bed, her long legs pressed together and slightly bent. Her arms wrapped around her calves, while her little head rested against her thighs.

Tear tracks were clear on her snow-white face, and she looked somewhat haggard.

Her pink eyes were red, with tears still shimmering within them.

Heaven knew how shattered she had felt when she learned the news from her father, Ning Fengzhi.

Like Xue Ke, Ning Rongrong had known Luo Li since childhood due to their statuses. Luo Li came from the Luo Family, one of the Seven Great Soul Master Families.

Ning Rongrong had long harbored feelings that were not quite ordinary for this outstanding older brother, who surpassed all his peers.

At first, it had merely been a child's admiration for an exceptional older brother.

But as time passed and she came to understand more and more, Ning Rongrong's feelings for Luo Li gradually changed.

Compared to Xue Ke, Ning Rongrong was more daring by nature.

Thus, she usually made her feelings more obvious.

Ning Rongrong had originally planned to confess her feelings once the time was right.

But before she could truly express them, her father Ning Fengzhi had brought her the news of Luo Li's engagement to Xue Ke.

Was Luo Li truly the only one for her...

He was. He truly was the only one!

Ning Rongrong bit down hard on her red lips with her silver teeth, until streaks of blood seeped out.

She buried her little head in her thighs and sobbed softly.

Sword and Bone, the two Titled Douluo, both felt an immense headache at the sight.

In truth, they were quite satisfied with Luo Li as well and believed he was Ning Rongrong's best choice.

But who could blame them when Xue Ye had acted faster?

Now, the entire Heaven Dou Empire knew of Luo Li and Xue Ke's marriage. There was nothing the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect could do.

"Fengzhi, this is all your fault!"

Bone Douluo glared at Ning Fengzhi.

They were both fathers, so why did Xue Ye know to act sooner?

Ning Fengzhi gave a bitter smile, feeling helpless and wronged.

Was it because he had not wanted to create opportunities for Ning Rongrong and Luo Li?

Did they really think there was no other reason why the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Luo Family had deepened their cooperation over the years?

Ning Fengzhi had taken a liking to Luo Li, that peerlessly gifted genius, long ago.

After all, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was currently lacking successors, and in the future, it desperately needed a powerful expert to support it.

Yet the ones who had opposed it most back then were these two Titled Douluo.

They had said that Rongrong's happiness should not be built upon interests, and that Rongrong was still young, so there was no need to rush.

Yet now they were blaming him, her father, for not being proactive enough.

Ning Fengzhi opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but no words came out.

In the end, he could only let out a long sigh.

Forget it. Perhaps he was simply destined to take the blame!

After a brief pause, Ning Fengzhi looked at the tightly closed door and spoke again.

"Rongrong, I know you like Luo Li, but there's no need to be so sad."

"..." Ning Rongrong said nothing.

How could she not be sad when the person she liked had become another girl's fiancé?

Ning Fengzhi did not mind Ning Rongrong's reaction and continued.

"Luo Li and Princess Xue Ke are officially engaged, but that doesn't mean you have no chance at all."

"Rongrong, don't you want to know how to fulfill your wish?"

Bang!

The door was suddenly thrown open.

A petite figure appeared before them.

"Rongrong!"

Sword and Bone, the two Titled Douluo, cried out in delighted surprise.

Their precious little witch was finally willing to open the door!

But Ning Rongrong stared fixedly at her father, Ning Fengzhi.

"I do!"

Her voice was hoarse and weak, yet carried an unusual resolve.

Ning Fengzhi was not surprised by Ning Rongrong's response.

It was exactly what he had expected.

He reached out and gently stroked Ning Rongrong's slightly messy pink hair as he slowly said, "Although Luo Li is engaged to Princess Xue Ke, that does not mean you no longer have a chance."

A faint smile rested on Ning Fengzhi's face as he quietly watched Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong was stunned at first, then her eyes lit up.

"Could it be..."

"Father, are you going to help me steal the groom?!"

As soon as she said this, Ning Fengzhi's smile instantly froze.

She truly was his little witch. Her first thought was actually that.

"Of course not." Ning Fengzhi rubbed his brow.

How could that be possible?

Steal Princess Xue Ke's groom?

That would be a slap in the face of the entire Heaven Dou Imperial Family!

Even the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect could not do such a thing!

"Then what is it?" Ning Rongrong asked in confusion.

If it was not that, why did she still have a chance?

Ning Fengzhi merely smiled. "Although Princess Xue Ke is a princess, Luo Li is now the Heaven Dou Empire's only Prince of Different Surname."

"Some rules do not apply to Luo Li."

At those words, the clever Ning Rongrong immediately understood what her father meant.

Fighting spirit reignited in her pink eyes.

Xue Ke might have taken the first step, but that did not mean she could have Luo Li all to herself!

Luo Li was first the only Prince of Different Surname, and only afterward was he the Prince Consort!

Ning Rongrong had no objections to this.

After all, having grown up in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, she was already accustomed to such things.

She had more than one stepmother.

"I understand!"

Ning Rongrong clenched her little pink fists.

Sword and Bone exchanged glances, but neither said anything.

As long as the little witch was happy.