Looking for Chenggui Pavilion?
The members surrounding Orange Smoke became excited and all looked towards the main street. They didn't even need to look for it; they could spot that dazzling face at a glance.
He stood out in the crowd, exuding an extraordinary aura, and even his skin tone was a shade lighter than that of the dozen or so confidants around him.
"Where is it?"
Where?
Cheng Yan squinted her single-eyelid eyes and craned her neck to look towards the main street. All she could see were blurry mosaics, and she couldn't make out the faces of the group of people: "I can't see them. Which one is Young Master Zhou?"
"How does he/she look?"
The subordinate next to him pointed to Zhou Cheng in the center and whispered, "That one, the whitest one, is Young Master Zhou. He's quite handsome, no wonder he's favored by the Pavilion Master."
Cheng Yan squinted her eyes, scrutinizing the whitest figure. She could only make out that Zhou Cheng was taller than the passersby next to him, walked with a straight back and a swagger, and was clearly no ordinary person.
But from a distance of several dozen meters, she couldn't see what the face looked like.
Over the years, she personally handled all the important files of Cheng Gui Pavilion, often reviewing files and intelligence by lamplight at night. Over time, her eyesight gradually deteriorated to the point where she could no longer see distant objects clearly.
Now it has developed to the point where people can't distinguish between humans and animals from a hundred meters away, and they don't recognize their parents from ten meters away.
"Why is he here? Didn't the Princess who was in charge of peace talks with the court already arrive in Luo'an City? Logically speaking, he should be receiving the Princess at his residence." Cheng Yan rubbed her sore eyes.
My eyes were a little sore from staring too wide.
Cheng Yan withdrew her gaze and then asked her subordinate, "Why hasn't the master arrived yet?"
"This princess is practically climbing over the wall, it's driving me crazy."
"That's right!"
"Did the Princess prepare a transparent silk tunic for this trip?"
The subordinate's eyes revealed a hint of indignation: "According to the people who gathered intelligence below, this garment has the ability to see through things, making the outline of the figure appear and disappear, making the skin look as white as jade. It has both a hazy beauty and inspires endless imagination."
"She's utterly shameless! How dare she steal the Pavilion Master's fiancé!"
"I've also heard that any normal man, upon seeing a beautiful woman dressed in silk jade robes, will feel his blood boil. Even if he resists in his heart, he can't resist his body's instincts."
"If Young Master Zhou were to see this, wouldn't he also succumb to his instincts? In that case, the imperial court and Young Master Zhou might actually make peace!"
"What are we going to do?!"
The members of Cheng Gui Ge all looked anxious and angry.
Once Young Master Zhou falls head over heels for the Princess, and has taken her in, how can he still storm the capital and seize the throne?
It's impossible for him to be sleeping with the eldest princess while simultaneously killing Emperor Yan and the Crown Prince of Yan, wiping out the Yan royal family, and bearing the hatred of the massacre of his entire family, right?
If that were to happen, Young Master Zhou probably wouldn't dare close his eyes when he sleeps at night. Perhaps the Princess would take advantage of his confusion and infatuation to stab him and avenge his family's tragic deaths.
etc--
I'm thinking too far ahead.
The point isn't that right now, but why hasn't the Pavilion Master arrived yet?
What are you all looking at?
A sudden sound startled everyone so much that they nearly lost their minds.
Hearing that familiar voice, Cheng Yan's heart skipped a beat. She quickly turned around and bumped into Zi Yan's disgusted face, and Cheng Xianyi, who looked indifferent and detached, ten meters away in the alley.
With an indifferent and detached expression, Cheng Xianyi asked Cheng Yan, who was squinting at her closely, "What did you just say about a silk jade garment?"
What is a jade burial suit made of silk?
Before Cheng Yan could even see who was standing in the distance, she was stumped by that familiar, indifferent question.
Her eyes lit up with surprise, and she rushed towards Cheng Xianyi: "Master, you're finally back! It's been half a month. Do you know how terrified I've been these past two weeks?"
"That damned princess came to Luo'an City with the Emperor Yan's decree, wanting to offer herself to Young Master Zhou in exchange for peace between the two countries!"
"In order to seduce Young Master Zhou, she also brought a treasure called a silk jade robe."
"Wearing this...no man could resist...@#¥%@!!"
"@#%#@........."
After listening to the whole story, Cheng Xianyi fell silent, her expression looking rather unpleasant. Her previously indifferent and aloof demeanor crumbled, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze.
A transparent, delicate body?
Appearing and disappearing?
High spirits?
A natural progression?
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