Chapter 249 The Blind Martial Uncle Was Angered to Tears by His Black-Hearted Nephew (27)
Yu Sheng naturally couldn't resist Feng Ciye's coquettish manner.
When Feng Ciye started acting cute, Steward Zhen had already turned his head away, unable to bear watching.
He was now certain that his master had awakened his romantic tendencies.
The thought that their renowned lord was now leaning against Yu Sheng like a silly husky, even speaking in a soft, coquettish voice, made Yu Sheng want to gouge his own eyes out.
At Feng Ciye's insistence, various accessories were naturally included.
Before leaving, Yu Sheng wanted to pay, but Feng Ciye stopped her.
"Sheng Sheng, I'm here."
Yu Sheng shook his head. "Where would you little disciples get so much money? Let me do it. I have a mountain of spirit stones already."
Feng Ciye's lips twitched.
See, this is the difference between his Sheng Sheng and that other person's.
Sheng Sheng still felt sorry for him.
"It's alright, Sheng Sheng. Your future husband is rich! How could he support our Sheng Sheng if he wasn't rich?"
"This entire Treasure Pavilion belongs to me," Feng Ciye dropped a bombshell.
Manager Zhen was at a loss for words.
Judging by how love-struck his master is, he's probably eaten his fair share of wild vegetables! He's revealed a lot about his family background in just a few words.
Yu Sheng looked surprised. He had heard the legend of Treasure Pavilion before, and in short, anything produced by Treasure Pavilion was bound to be of the highest quality.
I never expected that the owner of Treasure Pavilion would be Feng Ciye.
Yu Sheng raised an eyebrow. "Future husband? Ah Ye, you're thinking quite far ahead."
Feng Ciye blushed deeply, his face slightly flushed, and he stammered, "Sheng Sheng, I was just saying it casually... don't mind it."
"Hmm? You don't mind?" Yu Sheng smiled faintly. "Then it seems A-Ye doesn't want to become my Daoist partner?"
"No, no, no, of course I want to!" Feng Ciye quickly expressed his feelings.
Manager Zhen stared blankly at the scene unfolding before him. He now reasonably suspected that this was all the work of Immortal Venerable Yaoyue. Look what they've managed to seduce their Venerable!
Like a silly, goofy husky.
Their master seemed to be under a spell, not even bothering to think carefully about what Yu Sheng meant.
Oh well, what can I do when my lord is such a love-struck fool?
Whatever!
Anyway, he's just a lowly employee. What does it matter to him if his boss is obsessed with love? As long as his boss doesn't get dumped and doesn't go crazy and cause trouble for them after the breakup, that's all that matters.
However, judging from the way the two of them interact, it seems that they might actually be able to get together.
Yu Sheng naturally ruffled Feng Ciye's hair. "Alright, I was just joking. As long as Aye doesn't mind me, of course I'll be with Aye."
"Of course I don't mind, I love you so much, how could I possibly mind?"
The affection between the two men satisfied all the maids in the house.
My goodness, the air is thick with the saccharine scent of romance; I'm practically bursting with this dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection).
"Sheng Sheng, please sit here for a while. I have something to discuss with Manager Zhen."
Yu Sheng sat at the table and nodded obediently, "Okay, then Ah Ye, hurry back, I'll wait for you here."
Feng Ciye gave Steward Zhen a look, and Steward Zhen immediately understood. He led the maids away, leaving Yu Sheng alone in the room.
Feng Ciye and Steward Zhen did not go far, but went to the next room. "What are your orders, Your Majesty?"
In front of his subordinates, Feng Ciye reverted to his previous aloof and seemingly indifferent Demon Lord.
"Find the most skilled weapon refiner to make two identical wedding gowns for me."
In terms of action, Feng Ciye is top-notch.
Since he was already here, and he had already thought about wedding attire, he decided to have Steward Zhen make one for him and Sheng Sheng. It was only natural to prepare such things in advance to avoid trouble later.
Moreover, he also wanted to become Daoist partners with his Sheng Sheng as soon as possible.
Of course, wedding attire must be prepared.
When Steward Zhen heard Feng Ciye say that he wanted a wedding dress, his expression cracked for a moment, thinking that his master had something important to do.
No, what did he say?
They've only just gotten together, and he's already thinking about marriage? How can he be so preoccupied with so many things!
Zhen Guanshi was genuinely curious about how his master's amazing brain was structured.
"What, is there a problem?" Feng Ciye glanced at him, as if he could kill Steward Zhen if he said "no".
"No problem, no problem, but what about the size?"
Feng Ciye frowned, gave his own measurements, and as for Yu Sheng's, he first gestured with his hand before stating the exact number.
Manager Zhen's expression remained unchanged as he uttered a single word: "Good."
"Once the designer's design is complete, I will have Yu Chun deliver it to Your Majesty."
Feng Ciye nodded reservedly, and before leaving, she reminded him, "By the way, remember not to tell Sheng Sheng, otherwise... you know what the consequences will be."
After Manager Zhen repeatedly assured him, Feng Ciye leisurely returned to the next room and left the Treasure Pavilion with his beloved wife.
As for the things they bought, Feng Ciye stored them all in his storage ring.
The two met Yi Tong, who was squatting at the entrance of the Treasure Pavilion and growing mushrooms.
Of course, Feng Ciye planned to pretend he hadn't seen anything and hurriedly took Yu Sheng's hand to leave.
But 888 knew him too well and spoke up just as he was about to slip away.
"Feng Ciye, you're trying to get rid of us again!" 888 couldn't help but accuse.
"888?" Yu Sheng asked in surprise.
Even if Feng Ciye really wanted to break free from the need for one person to unify the world, there's nothing he can do now.
He gritted his teeth and defended himself, "Sorry, I couldn't see your faces while you two were squatting here, so naturally I didn't notice you."
Unaware of the truth, Yi Yi naturally believed his nonsense.
"Senior Brother Feng brought Junior Uncle to browse the Treasure Pavilion? Teacher Tong was right after all. But are we going back to the Sword Sect now?"
Feng Ciye had a sour face, as if to say: What else?
Honestly, his good mood was ruined by this person and dog.
He originally wanted to spend more time with his Sheng Sheng!
Yu Sheng could clearly see that Feng Ciye was unhappy, so she directly sent them away, saying, "You guys go back first, A-Ye and I still have things to do."
888 looked at him with a pout.
Haha, I don't believe you for a second that you're up to something!
However, it did not expose Yu Sheng's lie, and instead said to Yi Yi, "Alright, let's go back to cultivate and try to help you break through to the Great Perfection of the Foundation Establishment stage before the Immortal Sect Conference."
"OK, then we won't bother you any longer."
Feng Ciye couldn't wait for them to leave.
After watching Yi Tong leave, Feng Ciye's tail practically wobbled like a propeller.
It's clear that Yu Sheng's attitude put someone in a great mood.
"Alright, I know Aya wants to be alone with me, so I sent them away."
"I knew it, Sheng Sheng is the best."
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