Chapter 248 The Blind Martial Uncle Was Angered to Tears by His Black-Hearted Nephew (26)
Manager Zhen looked at it with a puzzled expression, and even thought he was seeing things, so he rubbed his eyes hard.
When he looked up again, he was met with his master's dark, chilling eyes.
Feng Ciye's eyes flashed with murderous intent: What are you looking at? Look again and I'll chop you into pieces and feed you to 888.
Steward Zhen wasn't the kind of person who lacked discernment. He knew that his master didn't want him to look at his wife too much, so he looked away.
But he couldn't help but have some doubts.
That's right, it's Yu Sheng, the Immortal Venerable Yaoyue from the Sword Sect next door! Your Excellency's future wife is Immortal Venerable Yaoyue?!
No, what is His Majesty doing now?
Not long ago, he was urging Yu Chun to spread the news that Yu Sheng had become a cripple to various sects, seemingly trying to incite conflict between them. But now, what's going on with the two of them being all lovey-dovey?
Even Your Majesty was possessed?
Or is he out of his mind again and trying to annoy the Sword Sect and Immortal Venerable Yaoyue with this?
But his silly look in front of Immortal Venerable Yaoyue didn't seem like something someone with his brain could fake.
His Majesty is acting very strangely today!
At this moment, seeing the changing expressions on his exasperated subordinate's face, Feng Ciye's face darkened completely.
Taking advantage of Yu Sheng's inattention, he secretly transmitted his voice to Steward Zhen, "You dare to covet my wife? Are you itching for a beating again?"
Manager Zhen was full of question marks when he heard the message from his master.
No, when did he start coveting Immortal Venerable Yaoyue?
Your Majesty, those two big eyes of yours aren't just for show; if they're useless, you might as well gouge them out.
He was just curious; even if he had a hundred times the courage, he wouldn't dare to covet this person!
Putting aside the fact that Immortal Venerable Yaoyue was the wife chosen by their brainless Venerable, even though she herself was not someone to be trifled with, she was the youngest Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable in the history of the cultivation world, and also the junior brother of the Sword Sect. She was also exceptionally good-looking, but it was all for the benefit of their brainless Venerable.
With that background and that power, where did he get the guts?!
Only someone with such a brain-dead ego would dare to covet his own martial uncle.
While Manager Zhen was internally ranting about Feng Ciye, his voice, when transmitting his thoughts, was filled with flattery: "Your Excellency, I am innocent! I was just surprised to see that the Immortal Venerable relies on you so much."
This remark successfully pleased Feng Ciye, and his expression improved somewhat. He then instructed Steward Zhen, "Bring out all the best-looking and most defensive robes from here."
"Yes, subordinate..." Manager Zhen stopped himself from saying "subordinate" after being glared at fiercely by Feng Ciye.
"Alright, I'll have someone bring out the best for you, young masters. Please move upstairs to the private room."
Manager Zhen made a "please" gesture, and then took Yu Sheng's hand and followed her up to the fourth floor.
After leading the two to the private room, Manager Zhen left. When he returned, he was followed by a group of people, each carrying the finest robes. Manager Zhen had practically moved the entire storeroom of the Treasure Pavilion over.
After all, his master wanted the top student to buy things for Immortal Venerable Yaoyue, so how could he, as his second most loyal employee, hold him back?
I guarantee that my esteemed master will be extremely satisfied.
"Why are you all still here? I need to help Sheng Sheng try on clothes." When Feng Ciye said this in a serious tone, Steward Zhen and the maids looked at him strangely.
How can I describe it?
A look that's like you're looking at an idiot.
If Manager Zhen and the others had been a little braver, they probably would have given him a look that said, "Are you alright?"
“Um…Young Master, have you forgotten that you can also use spiritual power? Trying on clothes can be done with a simple spell,” Steward Zhen tactfully raised the question.
That's the convenience of the cultivation world.
With magic, one can change clothes with a single click; those with greater power can even shrink the distance to an inch, moving from the northernmost point to the southernmost point.
But Feng Ciye forgot about this.
Feng Ciye's gaze towards Steward Zhen was anything but kind; it was as if he were about to be killed, causing the maids carrying trays of robes in the room to tremble with fear.
I sensed a murderous aura.
Feng Ciye gritted his teeth and said, "I! Know!"
You think you're the only one with a mouth?
Yu Sheng said softly, "Ah Ye, forget it. Anyway, we can solve it with magic, which will save us the trouble."
My wife has spoken, how can I not listen to her?
Naturally, he ran over to Yu Sheng's side with great enthusiasm and first helped Yu Sheng change into a gorgeous gold and red dress.
He noticed last time that Yu Sheng really suits brightly colored clothes. If it were a wedding dress... it would probably look even better, right?
Feng Ciye's thoughts involuntarily drifted to the Pacific Ocean.
She even imagined herself marrying Yu Sheng, with Liu Zhixu presiding over their Daoist couple ceremony with a sour expression.
Liu Zhixu: You're so beautiful!
It wasn't until Yu Sheng's voice came that someone's thoughts were pulled back.
"Aya, what do you think? Isn't it good-looking?"
"No, it looks good. Sheng Sheng, you look good in anything. This gold and red dress suits you very well."
Manager Zhen and a group of maids nodded one after another.
It's really suitable, it's a pity that such a good-looking person is blind.
The maids felt sorry for Yu Sheng.
If he could see, how many young men and women would be captivated by him!
At the same time, she began to envy Feng Ciye, who was with Yu Sheng.
When he was being looked at with such envious eyes, Feng Ciye couldn't suppress the smile on his lips.
Hmph, they have good taste!
Manager Zhen, who witnessed this scene, stared wide-eyed.
Is this still the same arrogant, domineering, cool, and brainless Venerable One he used to be?
She looks exactly like the legendary love-struck fool.
Manager Zhen thought that if his master were not a demon but a monster, there would be a large tail wagging wildly behind him right now.
They've practically made him look incredibly good.
Is it really necessary? Is it really necessary?
Manager Zhen didn't understand, but was greatly shocked.
However, being love-struck is much better than his previous occasional erratic behavior. At least now that he has a wife, he won't be so bored as to bother them, the working class.
Feng Ciye was very satisfied with the effect of Yu Sheng's outfit, and the quality of the robe was naturally top-notch.
Then, in front of so many people, Feng Ciye started playing Miracle Shengsheng.
After changing clothes every now and then, Yu Sheng felt quite tired.
Finally, Feng Ciye pointed to the predominantly blue and white clothes inside and said, "Wrap up everything except these."
Yu Sheng tugged at his sleeve and said in a low voice, "Alright, I can't possibly wear all of them even if you buy them!"
"How can I not have enough clothes? I wear a different outfit every day, and I still feel like it's not enough!"
Yu Sheng's face darkened.
It seems my pet dog has developed a hobby of dressing itself up.
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