Upon transmigrating, her identity was that of a concubine—a lowly one at that. She was bullied by the princess consort, mocked by the secondary consorts, and kicked off the bed mercilessly by the...
"Hehe!" Shui Yao smiled lazily, her eyes curved with charm, and her laughter was as sound as a silver bell, which made He Ting so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
He Ting lowered his head, thinking that he was also a well-known figure in the martial arts world, but he didn't expect that he would fall into the hands of a woman today, but this woman... "I... I..." He wanted to introduce himself, but he couldn't say it.
"Isn't he He Ting, the young master of the manor?" Shui Yao spoke lazily, with a smile in her eyes.
"Has the Palace Master heard of me?" He Ting's eyes suddenly lit up.
"No, my maid just said that the young master wants to see me. What does the young master want to see me about?"
Shui Yao's words were like a basin of cold water, instantly extinguishing the little flame that was roaring in He Ting's eyes.
"Yes, it's like this. He Ting just came back from outside the manor. He heard that the Palace Master was visiting the manor. He had heard of the Palace Master's name for a long time, so he wanted to come and meet him..."
"Young Master is thoughtful!" Shui Yao smiled lazily.
"Palace Master, you are too polite. From your voice, you should be about the same age as He Ting. How about we call each other by our names? Palace Master, please call me He Ting, and I will call you Qingluo." He Ting was eager to get closer to them.
Shui Yao's beautiful eyes were filled with sarcasm, "Young Master, it's better for you to call me Palace Master. After all, this is the first time we meet. I have a cold personality and don't like to get too close to others!"
He Ting was stunned, feeling awkward and not knowing what to do. It took him a long time to finally let out a laugh, "The Palace Master has a strong personality!"
"Thank you for your compliment, Young Master!" Shui Yao said calmly, "Young Master, if there is nothing else, I will rest. I am used to sleeping at night.
Sleeping like this..."
Shui Yao lazily raised her jade-white fingers and gently stroked the white veil on her face, her eyes sparkling, "It's good for the skin!"
When He Ting's eyes saw the jade-white fingertips like bamboo shoots, his heart stopped for a moment. Although he was rejected by the woman, the anger in his heart could not flare up!
He Ting did not use a single word of the draft he had prepared. He was defeated in disgrace by the woman's charming yet sharp eyes and soon left.
Shui Yao looked at He Ting's back coldly and frowned. She also somewhat realized what He Ting meant. However, after meeting Yue Nanchen and Tian Wen, she felt that no man in the world could compete with them.
However, she only admired Tianwen. A man like him was thoughtful and not suitable for her who felt insecure!
When she thought of Yue Nanchen, Shui Yao instinctively looked towards the backyard. She believed in her premonition that Yue Nanchen must be in the Jinlong Villa, but why was he hiding from her?
Shui Yao stood up, her eyes dark. In that case, she would give the man a fair chance to compete. This time, the two of them would fight for the position of leader of the martial arts world, and neither would help the other.
If Yue Nanchen is really stronger than her, then she will admit defeat. If Yue Nanchen cannot become the leader of the martial arts world... Shui Yao smiled lazily. It would be a good idea to go back and be her little queen!
Shui Yao has never wanted to fail like this time. Perhaps deep down in her heart, she really hopes that Yue Nanchen can have another world of his own!
He Ting hurried into the room, but he didn't expect He Lan to be sitting on his bed. He was startled and felt a little ashamed.
Lower your head.
"Why did you come back so soon? How was it?" Helan was stunned and hurried to greet him.
"Father, the Palace Master of Wuxing Palace is too strong. I may not be able to control her!" He Ting sighed. This was the first time he was frustrated. It was a complete defeat. He was defeated by just a few glances and a few words. He really was...
"Useless!" Helan snorted coldly, "After such a short time, you know you can't control her? You know, she is the queen of Green Lotus Country. If you marry her, not to mention the position of the leader of the martial arts world, maybe even Green Lotus Country will be yours!"
"Ah!?" After hearing what Helan said, He Ting felt even more pressured. The Empress!
"Ting'er, listen, we have to take it this time even if we can't. No matter how powerful Qingluo is, she is just a woman. If it doesn't work..." He Lan's eyes darkened, and she stuffed a packet of medicine into He Ting's palm, "Here is the medicine. Find a chance to give it to Qingluo. Once she takes the medicine, she will listen to you. Then the matter will be settled..."
He Ting was stunned, but instinctively clenched the medicine bag in his hand. It seemed that he could only take a risk and give it a try!
As soon as it was three o'clock in the morning, Lan Yi changed into night clothes, quietly went out of the courtyard wall, and headed straight for the courtyard where Feilong Hall was located. Tonight she must find out whether Zi Han was Qianhun!
In the room, Qian Hun was lying on the round table bored, with his chin resting on a white plush cushion. Last time, he burned Lan Yi's cushion, and he searched around for a long time and finally found a similar cushion.
Although it was rabbit hair instead of fox hair, it was just as soft and warm. However, he had been carrying this mat for a long time and there was no news from Lan Yi.
"Blue
Ah Lan Yi, where are you? Do you know I'm thinking about you?" Qian Hun said lazily, burying his face in the cushion, and suddenly raised his head again, "No, I can't think about it, that little guy is just a child!"
Lan was kneeling on the roof, holding her breath, her face flushed red. She didn't expect to hear Qianhun's words, and she was stunned for a moment.
"Who?" Qian Hun shouted, and a hole was immediately poked in the roof, and a cold sword stabbed straight at Lan Yi.
The cold sword reflected the moonlight and illuminated Lan Yi's exposed eyes. Qian Hun was startled and wanted to retract the sword anxiously, but because his feet were weak, he fell on the roof.
"Haha!" Lan Yi couldn't help but chuckle softly.
Qian Hun climbed up from the roof in a panic and glared at her fiercely. Just as he was about to say something, he heard a sound coming from the corridor. He thought that the noise was too loud and alarmed the guards of Feilong Hall and Jinlong Villa.
"Master!" one of his men shouted.
"It's okay. I just wanted to go up to the roof to admire the moon, and I accidentally stepped on the roof and it fell over. You guys go down first!"
Lan sighed. This was a poor excuse. Who doesn't know that Qianhun's Qinggong is the best? Did he think he was a three-year-old kid?
Sure enough, it’s what’s in my heart!
Qianhun had no choice but to jump down from the roof, "It's really alright, let's go!"
When the men saw that Qianhun was indeed safe and sound, they dispersed.
After those people dispersed, Qianhun looked back and saw Lan Yi was about to turn around and leave.
"Hey!" Qianhun jumped up quickly
Rooftop, "Are you leaving?"
Lan Yi turned back coldly, "Our master asked me to investigate your identity. Now I know it. I have completed my mission and will leave naturally!"
"But I still have something to say to you!" Qian Hun was anxious and stretched out his hand to grab the corner of Lan Yi's clothes.
Lan Yi slowly turned his head and looked at him coldly, "I've heard what you want to say. No matter how good your mat is, I won't take it!"
Qian Hun was stunned, his face flushed immediately, he didn't expect that the first time he couldn't help but mumble a few words, the person involved heard it. So let him hear it, the other person didn't care. He felt a little embarrassed at the time, and didn't know what to do for a while.
Lan looked back and couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips slightly, but he had no intention of staying. Just as he was about to leave, he was hugged by the man from behind, "Don't leave, I'm not talking to you about the mat, I'm talking about the master and the lady!"
Lan Yi threw him away fiercely and looked at him coldly, "What about the matter between you and our master?"
"Yes!" Qianhun nodded, as if afraid that Lan Yi would not believe him, and whispered, "Don't you want to know why our master doesn't want to see your master?"
Lan Yi sneered, "Why? Isn't it just male chauvinism at work?"
Qianhun sighed, "That's one reason, but it's not the only reason. This is Helan's territory, it's not safe. Come with me!"
Seeing his mysteriousness, Lan thought that his master was also worried about this matter, so he might as well listen to what he had to say. So he followed her into the room.
As soon as Qianhun entered the room, he hid the rabbit fur cushion on the table. Since no one wanted it, he would not embarrass himself by using it.
Sitting down coldly, Lan Yi whispered, "You tell me!"