Heavenly Opposers

Chapter 218 Chapter 217-Garden Of Plays.

Chapter 218 Chapter 217-Garden Of Plays.

Every action that Azrail took, from having a dance with Huifen to talking with her to this last call, all of it was planned, a very well-planned execution to make the life of Huifen a living hell. Just the first call that Huifen got has now marked her with jealousy from all the princesses of the imperial family, that began the first attack.

And while Azrail could have talked and communicated with Huifen directly in her mind, he did it out in the open, going forth to even show that the two of them are having a very good time together, the subtle flirting and words being more than enough to put a fan to the already raging jealousy around.

Lady Xia is already under the eye due to her sudden rise in power, and now with Azrail's move, things have started to get worse. The other princesses could give away the dance opportunity, but now that Azrail has personally called forth Huifen, things have become even more perilous for the subtly smiling little girl.

The subtle favoritism that Azrail is showing will make it such that the other princesses, even the other women of the Emperor, will make some moves to make Huifen's life a living hell. And Azrail wants for something like that to happen, just with this, her life will turn to be harder in the palace as a whole. After all, jealousy is a very dangerous thing to play around with.

The pressure will double all around, and with Azrail knowing how the future is to flow for Huifen, this will just add to the tragedies that will hit Huifen in the future, and that's the point Azrail will use to pull this girl into his camp. He would be the only light in her darkness for the shut to fall into her, the outlet for all the sufferings she is to now go through in the Imperial family itself.

Some might say just use Azrail's powers over the mind and get control over Huifen, which once again will only be useful for short-term goals. Azrail wants the women he takes to walk along with him to greater heights of supreme power, and doing that with mental control will not be all that productive.

'She is quite talented, isn't she?'

Azrail asked back into Valencia, the one other than him who could sense the latent talents flowing through Huifen, by peering deep into her fate, and as usual, Valencia didn't disappoint.

'This is quite surprising, you want her?'

Valencia's reply was apathetic, she didn't mind. As a very obsessive lover, if Azrail wants to, Valencia will even support him in it. That's why Valencia is the more better one to deal with all this in case Azrail wants a partner in crime. She understood Azrail's plans and is now more than willing to help with it.

Valencia asked, to which Azrail replied.

'Yes, I have my plans.'

'Though they are very cruel.'

Valencia's reply was apathetic, she didn't mind. As a very obsessive lover, if Azrail wants to, Valencia will even support him in it. That's why Valencia is the more better one to deal with all this in case Azrail wants a partner in crime. She understood Azrail's plans and is now more than willing to help with it.

Azrail, with his characteristic charm, spoke to Huifen, "This is truly a beautiful place. Thank you for bringing us here, Lady Huifen."

Huifen, still blushing from the compliment, replied, "It's my pleasure, Lord Azrail. I often come here to find some peace amid the chaos of the palace."

Valencia, perceptive as always, observed the interplay between Azrail and Huifen. She sensed the delicate dance of manipulation, the subtle weaving of influence that Azrail was orchestrating. Xuanyin, on the other hand, shot Azrail a skeptical glance, her suspicions lingering beneath her calm exterior.

As the group settled in the serene ambiance of the garden, Azrail continued the conversation, guiding it toward the territory he wished to explore. "Lady Huifen, you have a unique charm about you. It's as if the garden itself responds to your presence."

Huifen, flattered by the words, cast a demure glance towards Azrail. "You are too kind, Lord Azrail. This garden has always been a place of solace for me. The flowers, the gentle breeze, they somehow understand the troubles of the heart."

Azrail, seizing the opportunity, spoke with a tone of empathy, "Life in the palace can be challenging, especially for someone as insightful as yourself. It's a world of politics and alliances, isn't it?"

Huifen, her guard lowering, nodded in agreement. "Yes, it is. My mother always keeps complaining about it."

Azrail, feigning a shared understanding, spoke in a reassuring manner, "Lady Huifen, you possess wisdom beyond your years. I can sense that you navigate these complexities with grace. But sometimes, one must be cautious not to let the weight of the palace drown out the desires of the heart."

The subtle manipulation in Azrail's words struck a chord with Huifen. Her eyes reflected a mix of vulnerability and curiosity. Azrail, ever the tactician, continued to sow the seeds of influence.

"Lie is always filled with ups and downs, Lady Huifen. But the path may not always be smooth. There will be challenges, jealousies, and betrayals. It is in those moments that one must seek allies who understand the true worth within."

Huifen, now entranced by Azrail's words, looked at him with a hint of longing. Azrail, seizing the moment, extended a metaphorical hand of support.

"I believe in the potential within you, Lady Huifen. Should you ever find yourself in need of guidance or a true ally, know that my hand is extended in friendship."

Valencia, watching the scene unfold, couldn't help but admire Azrail's finesse. The manipulation was subtle, the words chosen with care. She, too, recognized the potential in Huifen and understood Azrail's strategy.

As the conversation veered towards the complexities of palace life, Azrail, with a calculated smile, led Huifen to share her thoughts and concerns. Each word uttered by Huifen became a thread in the intricate web Azrail was weaving around her. The garden, once a sanctuary, transformed into the stage for a carefully orchestrated dance of influence.

Meanwhile, Xuanyin, still vigilant, couldn't shake off the unease that lingered in her mind. She observed the interaction with a critical eye, sensing the subtlety of Azrail's manipulations. Yet, Azrail's motives remained elusive, hidden behind a veil of charm and diplomacy to his fear little sister.