Yuan Qi looked at the several people in the room, and everyone was wide-eyed with shock, especially Bai Fujun, who could hardly believe her eyes. Little Ninth Master had confessed his love to someone.
"Well... Ninth Master, I'll answer you seriously this time: I intend to dedicate my life to the Daoist sect and have no intention of getting married. I also have no feelings for you. You shouldn't insist on marrying me. Why don't you take back what you said and save it for confessing to other women later?"
Xiangli Youming's temper flared up, and he stubbornly shouted, "I like you. If you don't like me, fine, but why betray my sincere heart and mock me? Why didn't you tell me you liked Bai Fujun sooner..."
Tears welled up in Little Ninth Master's eyes!
Wen Zhujun rubbed her eyes, somewhat unable to believe that the rumored aloof and indifferent Ninth Master actually liked a mere, immature girl. Who would believe that?
What a waste of my sincere feelings! Yuan Qi is a heartless man; he'll probably never experience romantic love in his entire life.
Wen Zhujun couldn't help but feel sorry for the Ninth Master. The Ninth Master, who could get whatever he wanted and was the kind of man every woman in the world would want to marry, had actually been rejected after confessing his love. Who would believe that?
Yuan Qi looked at the young master and felt sorry for him: "Don't be sad. Look at you, you're only thirteen years old. It's too young to be dating. With your status, when you grow up, you'll be matched with a princess or something. It's not appropriate for a Taoist priest like me to be with you."
Tears streamed down Little Ninth Master's face.
Yuan Qi didn't think she had caused any serious trouble; she just wanted to correct a boy who was in a relationship too early.
"I've heard that young women in Kyoto consider it an honor to even exchange a few words with you, and the line of men who want to marry you could stretch from the east gate to the west gate. Why are you hanging yourself on this crooked tree?"
Xiangli Youming raised her sleeve to wipe away her tears, which she couldn't hold back, and asked resolutely, "Do you like Bai Fujun and want to marry her?"
Bai Fujun immediately felt very innocent. Seventh Sister was so young, how could he have such filthy thoughts?
Besides, Seventh Sister is so young and hasn't even fallen in love yet, why would she want to marry me?
"Young Master Jiu, don't talk nonsense." Bai Fujun solemnly warned him.
Yuan Qi also felt that this was all completely irrelevant.
"I didn't have that thought. How did you figure that out?"
Xiangli Youming felt very wronged. He pointed angrily at Bai Fujun and said, "I found out a long time ago that you often secretly look at him. Is it because he is better looking than me that you don't like me?"
Yuan Qi sighed, "So just because they're good-looking, I get to look at us a little longer? Aren't good-looking people there to be admired?"
Xiangli Youming felt utterly heartbroken, deeply wounded by Yuan Qi, this ruthless woman: "I'll ask you one last time, what will it take for you to marry me?"
Yuan Qi didn't know how to explain and got a little anxious: "I've said it before, I have no intention of getting married in this life."
Xiangli Youming was struck dumb. He stared at Yuan Qi for a few seconds. The other party's expression was serious and earnest, and he didn't seem to be joking at all.
His heart sank into an ice cellar, colder than ever before.
He turned and left. He would never like anyone again in his life. He was heartbroken and left!
"How inexplicable." Yuan Qi sat down and sighed, "At such a young age, when they should be studying and practicing martial arts, how can their minds be filled with romantic feelings?"
As soon as he left the private room, Xiangli Youming's tears disappeared instantly, and he became cold and aloof, exuding an aura that kept strangers at bay.
The four guards looked at each other, none of them daring to step forward and comfort their master.
They had all heard what happened in the room: their master's confession was cruelly rejected.
Let's all pray for good fortune in the days to come.
They were in a private room. Jiang Jiulu stared at Yuan Qi for a long time before reminding him, "Seventh Sister, the Xiangli family is not to be trifled with. Although our young lady's family is one of the four great families, the Xiangli family's strength is several times greater than the other three families combined. It seems we can't afford to offend them."
Yuanqi glanced at her and said, "I can't let myself suffer like this."
Jiang Jiulu was very puzzled, and her voice rose two octaves: "Young Master Jiu likes you so much, he will definitely make you his legal wife when he marries you, how can this be considered a disservice to you?"
Bai Fujun felt that he had been dragged into this matter, and that Little Ninth Master might target him in every way in the future.
"Seventh Sister, are you really planning to never get married?"
Yuan Qi hummed in agreement: "I've already thought it through. Fifth Sister, the thing I'm not willing to do is make myself suffer."
Jiang Jiulu was happy, which showed that Seventh Sister also didn't like Bai Fujun. Seventh Sister only liked Bai Fujun because Bai Fujun was good-looking.
Bai Fujun gave Yuan Qi a thumbs up: "Sixth brother, I admire you. You even dared to refuse the marriage proposal from the Xiangli family."
Wen Zhujun scoffed lightly, saying arrogantly, "What's so special about that? She played tricks on the Emperor and the Crown Prince a few days ago, and no one's bothering her now."
Many members of the Bai family also held official positions in the court, and Bai Fujun knew about Yuan Qi's dealings with the Ghost King.
"That's true. It seems that not just anyone is worthy of my seventh sister. But if even I am not worthy of her, then who in the world is worthy of her?"
Yuan Qi glared at him: "Are you ever going to stop?"
Bai Fujun immediately changed the subject: "Eat, eat, eat, it's getting cold."
That was the end of the topic, and no one brought it up again.
After finishing their meal, Yuan Qi returned to the big locust tree to set up his stall, while Bai Fujun went to the East Palace.
Wen Zhujun had read many books on divination, but when guests came to Yuan Qi's place for divination, she couldn't figure it out.
Fortune telling doesn't seem difficult, but she felt like she didn't even know where to begin.
This field of knowledge is not as simple as it seems.
After finishing their fortune-telling for the day, the three of them went shopping since it was still early. Jiang Jiulu wanted to buy some jewelry, but Yuan Qi and Wen Zhujun weren't interested in it. It wasn't very interesting for Jiang Jiulu to pick out jewelry by herself. However, she felt that although Yuan Qi was a Taoist priest and Wen Zhujun was made of paper, they were still women after all, so she picked out some jewelry for them.
Yuan Qi was happy to accept it, even though it was just ordinary jewelry and not a magic weapon.
Wen Zhujun was also a person who loved beauty, so she thanked Jiang Jiulu happily and gradually started talking to her more.
Jiang Jiulu has a sharp eye and can always pick out suitable items. After visiting several fabric shops, she picked out a lot of fabrics for the two of them, especially for Wen Zhujun. The patterns were beautiful and the clothes made from them would have a dashing effect, which Wen Zhujun liked very much.
"You have a good eye; you know how to pick things." Wen Zhujun couldn't help but praise her.
After buying a lot of things, Yuan Qi went to the Taoist shop and bought some talismans and cinnabar. By the time he got home, it was already late.
Green Bamboo told her that the lady had sent word that the Crown Princess's birthday was in two days, and everyone should go to the East Palace to see her.
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