At that time, Xuanfeng Qian was sitting in front of Qingfeng Palace with a tired expression.
She yawned lazily, idly playing with the broken incense burner she had found in her room.
"Qiyuan, do you know where this incense burner came from?"
"This servant was unaware of this. I only discovered this broken incense burner when I entered the room this time. Judging from its material, it should not be an ordinary object." Qi Yuan stood behind Xuan Fengqian and deftly tied her hair up.
Xuanfeng glanced at the dark red bloodstains on the tip of the incense burner and couldn't help but wonder, "Could it be that after getting drunk yesterday, I lost my composure and treated these discarded items as treasures, picking them all up and bringing them back to the house?"
"It's strange, really. I stayed in the front hall all night and barely closed my eyes. But I didn't even know when the princess returned to her room."
"It seems I should drink less alcohol in the future."
Xuan Feng rubbed his throbbing temples, and as soon as he looked up, he saw a man in plain clothes step into Qingfeng Palace.
"Princess, quick, close your legs! Someone's here!"
Qi Yuan lowered her voice and deftly snatched the dirty incense burner from Xuan Fengqian's hand. "This must be the candidate for husband that the White Emperor has chosen for you. His appearance is a bit ordinary, but his demeanor is exceptional. Princess, be more presentable and at least leave a good impression."
Xuan Fengqian had no intention of getting married at all.
I do have some resistance to blind dates deep down.
However, in her opinion, marrying anyone would be much better than marrying Leng Ye.
With that thought in mind, she mustered her spirits, looked at the man in plain clothes who was walking briskly towards her, and smiled gently.
Leng Ye's eyes, which held a hint of coldness, revealed a touch of aloofness and arrogance. Even though he had transformed into the appearance of a frail scholar, his every move inadvertently revealed a domineering presence that looked down upon the world.
He had originally planned to come and confront Xuan Feng, but upon seeing Xuan Feng's gentle smile, he instantly changed his mind.
Did you sleep well last night?
Leng Ye sat down opposite Xuan Fengqian, sitting up straight.
Xuanfeng nodded slightly. She changed from her previous carefree attitude and held the green jade cup in front of her with a slightly restrained air, sipping the sweet nectar.
For some reason, she always felt that the man in front of her was terrifying.
She appears fair-skinned, delicate, and harmless, yet a hint of wickedness unconsciously emanates from her every glance.
Besides, his imposing aura, just by sitting firmly opposite her, made her heart pound like a drum.
"Is the princess nervous?"
Leng Ye glanced at her pale knuckles and asked a question, seemingly casually.
"ah?"
Xuan Fengqian put down the jade cup in her hand and subtly changed the subject, "May I ask your surname?"
She was genuinely curious as to when a deity who seemed to possess no trace of immortality had arrived in the Nine Heavens.
Leng Ye tapped the table slowly with one finger, pondered for a while, and then answered, "It's not important."
"..."
Xuanfeng was slightly speechless.
It's rather strange that you don't even know the other person's name when you're on a blind date.
Leng Ye stared intently at the stunningly beautiful Xuan Fengqian, feeling a sense of unease.
When meeting other men, she would also apply makeup and style her hair neatly.
But whenever she faced him, she always looked disheveled and unkempt.
There's an old saying: "A woman adorns herself for the one who appreciates her."
It seems that Xuan Fengqian has no place for him in her heart at all.
After a long silence, Leng Ye suddenly looked up and asked her earnestly, "What kind of man do you like?"
Xuan Feng frowned slightly, feeling that his question was a bit too direct.
However, she patiently replied, "I don't know, I haven't met you yet."
Leng Ye was fairly satisfied with her answer.
The fact that she hasn't met him yet proves that she hasn't fallen for any other man.
Having tasted a little sweetness, his expression softened, and he asked again, "What kind of man do you dislike?"
Xuan Fengqian increasingly felt that blind dates were no fun.
I considered leaving on the spot, but then I felt it would be too abrupt.
After a long while, she met his gaze and said softly, "I may not be able to accept a man who is self-righteous, unreasonable, and has violent tendencies."
Upon hearing this, Leng Ye's heart sank.
Isn't Xuanfeng Qian talking about him?
He was a little unconvinced and casually retorted, "Don't be so one-sided in your judgment of people. Don't you think a more domineering man is more attractive?"
"You mean men who hit women are more attractive?"
"If a woman is willing to obey, why would she get beaten up?" Leng Ye retorted righteously.
Xuan Fengqian shook her head, unwilling to continue the conversation. "Excuse me for being frank, but our values may not be aligned. Please leave."
Leng Ye stubbornly insisted, "Maybe he was just joking with you?"
He really wanted to tell her that he didn't mean to hit her.
If she doesn't like it, she can hit him back, and he will never fight back.
Xuanfeng gave Qiyuan a wink, and Qiyuan immediately understood. She quickly summoned two tall and burly guards who dragged Leng Ye away.
At first, Leng Ye was somewhat indignant and wanted to argue with her.
But then I thought, if it were that easy to ward off these unwanted suitors, it would be a great thing indeed.
"Brother, you're blocking my way."
Just then, a burly man dressed in silver armor hurriedly pushed Leng Ye aside, muttering a long string of vulgarities under his breath.
Leng Ye's sharp black eyes flickered slightly, and he barely managed to suppress his anger. "What's your name?"
The burly man looked at Leng Ye's delicate and frail figure, patted his chest proudly, and said with a burst of soaring ambition, "I am Chu Batian of Penglai Immortal Mountain, and I will never change my name or surname."
"Hmm, not a bad name."
Leng Ye silently memorized his name, and then casually struck him unconscious with a palm strike.
Then, he used the same trick again, transforming himself into the appearance of Chu Batian and swaggering into Qingfeng Palace.
Xuan Fengqian looked at the upright and incorruptible man before her and fell into deep thought.
Why does this man's aura feel so similar to the one we just saw off?
Could they be brothers?
Judging by their appearance alone, they don't really look like brothers...
Snap—
In the blink of an eye, Leng Ye had already arrived in front of Xuan Fengqian, slammed his hand on the table, and said domineeringly, "Chu Batian of Penglai Immortal Mountain."
Xuanfeng raised a slight eyebrow, inwardly thinking that the rules of Penglai Immortal Mountain were rather unique; on their first meeting, they even had to pat the table.
She recalled how cowardly she had acted just now and no longer wanted to show weakness in front of others.
He then slowly stood up and, mimicking the gesture, patted the table, saying, "The Western Immortal Heaven's Mysterious Wind is Shallow."
It has to be said that this way of greeting is quite tiring.
One slap sent shivers down my spine and my tendons started to cramp.
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