Chapter 24 The Banquet 4 "Mother, I saw the fairy sister!"...
Xiao Wang stared intently at the courtyard gate, waiting for victory to arrive.
She finally spotted her target and immediately started patting Xiao Xin on the shoulder: "Look, look! Those are people from the Xie family."
Both of them found their own goals, and neither of them had time to look at the other's goals.
Xiao Wang & Xiao Xin: "We're going to win!"
The woman surnamed Wang was not mistaken; among those people, the only unfamiliar man was Chu Xingjin.
Chu Xingjin still wore a nice outfit, neither outstanding nor wrong.
In this robe, his sharp features and tall figure stood out, making him very conspicuous even among scions of noble families, and his appearance was not too different from the description in the original work.
It's probably just that it went from being a 100-point amazing work in the original story to being a 90-point excellent work; it's not like it can't win.
However, when she saw Xie Jiaoyue again, she was dumbfounded.
All eyes were drawn to that one person.
Little Xin couldn't help but murmur, "Mommy, I saw a fairy sister."
Xie Jiaoyue did not wear the white and gold dress she wore yesterday. Instead, she changed into a black and gold dress. As always, gold thread covered the entire body, forming a lifelike phoenix. The high phoenix crown was right on her chest, while the huge phoenix tail was attached to the hem of the skirt.
Her hair was even more extravagant, with several pure gold hairpins intertwined and filling the entire bun, making it look as if she were wearing the sun.
The combination of solemn black and brilliant gold is a deep and dignified color scheme, like an emperor sitting high in a grand hall, in charge of the life and death of countless people.
Xie Jiaoyue originally possessed a charming and beautiful face. Her beauty was neutralized by the black, and her charm was diluted by the gold, but the grandeur in her features was highlighted. The solemn emperor became an elegant and mysterious goddess.
If you were to paint her portrait, anyone who did would have to praise her as a fairy in a painting.
Xiao Xin finally came to her senses and started searching in the crowd. Hmm, she didn't see anyone who could match the fairy sister.
She nudged Xiao Wang: "Didn't you say you were sure to win? Why can't I find anyone?"
There was genuine doubt in her clear eyes.
At this moment, all Xiao Wang could do was babble.
She wanted to slap herself. How could that waiter be worthy of the fairy sister?
The person who added Xiao Wang's name earlier was Xie Lingliu, the daughter of the third branch of the Xie family and Xie Jiaoyue's cousin. She was full of doubt, wondering why it was different from what was written in the book.
She's not blind; she can tell who people are infatuated with, and it certainly doesn't seem like Chu Xingjin.
Chu Xingjin's expression was not as arrogant and disdainful as described in the book towards the "obsessed person." Instead, he seemed somewhat discouraged and dissatisfied.
She silently took two steps away, not daring to let Chu Xingjin notice; she didn't need someone like him to stop for her.
The first person to react was Xin Yijiu, a dedicated and competent sycophant who never forgot to protect her cousin.
"Dressing so flamboyantly at someone else's birthday party shows a lack of manners."
She quickly moved closer to Xin Xiuying: "Cousin, don't be angry. Even if she wanted to ruin your event, she wouldn't have the ability. Even dressed like this, she's not as good-looking as you."
Xin Xiuying pushed Xin Yijiu away: "Wake up, I'm not blind."
However, after Xin Yijiu reminded them, many people realized what was going on.
It's fine to look pretty, and it's also fine to like wearing nice clothes, but dressing like this at someone's birthday party is not appropriate.
Xie Jiaoyue had already walked up to Xin Xiuying and smiled sweetly: "Xiuying, happy birthday."
In the past, Xin Xiuying didn't pay much attention to Xie Jiaoyue. Usually, she would ignore Xie Jiaoyue when she spoke to her.
Today, perhaps out of anger, she actually spoke to Xie Jiaoyue.
"Why are you dressed like this? You look like..." She wanted to say "frizzy bird," but couldn't bring herself to say it.
If others are like a bird with its feathers bristling, then what is she? An ugly peacock?
Xie Jiaoyue twirled around, deliberately showing off her outfit: "Doesn't it look good?"
Xin Xiuying sneered, "It's awful, Xie Jiaoyue, did you come here on purpose to ruin my event?"
Xie Jiaoyue actually nodded in agreement, her tone arrogant: "Of course, our relationship has never been good, if I don't smash you, who else should I smash?"
They have only just been placed in the spirit realm, and in the eyes of their elders they are still children, with the privilege of being mischievous. If they are not used now, they will never be able to use them again.
Xin Xiuying was furious: "How could you possibly ruin my event? This robe of mine was specially bought for me by my father! It's extremely valuable!"
Xie Jiaoyue retorted, not to be outdone: "The price of this hairpin of mine is beyond your imagination!"
They argued about everything from hairpins to jade pendants, from rouge to lipstick. If you only listened to the conversation, you would think they were only eight years old.
Xin Yijiu couldn't bear to watch any longer.
Can you stop being so childish, comparing jewelry like two little brats?
The two women continued arguing until the banquet officially began, and even after the people around them forced them to their respective seats, they were still glaring at each other.
The one who held Xie Jiaoyue down was naturally Chu Xingjin, who was standing beside her.
Chu Xingjin felt extremely embarrassed: "Why did you argue with them?"
Xie Jiaoyue replied, "She used to find fault with me the moment she saw me. Why should I let her have her way?"
"Is your way of making her uncomfortable by dressing better than others?"
Xie Jiaoyue nodded naturally. What was wrong with a girl her age comparing dresses and jewelry?
Anyway, they are both rich, so it's a competition between rich people, and it can also achieve the redistribution of wealth in Jinling City.
Chu Xingjin hadn't expected this reason: "Do you think everyone else is as superficial as you?"
Xie Jiaoyue said happily, "Didn't you see everyone staring at me when I first came in?"
Every glance was an affirmation of her careful dressing up.
Chu Xingjin understood, but he was also extremely disappointed.
The disappointment had been building up over the past few days, until it finally exploded at this point.
He did not become the most outstanding person of the Xie family in this generation, he did not win the respect of the other members of the Xie family, and he could not even get an approving look on such occasions.
That's all. The only person who has ever truly believed in him these past few days, his fiancée, turns out to be such a superficial person obsessed with looks.
He completely forgot that when he first met Xie Jiaoyue, he also commented on her appearance.
He naturally didn't realize that he was using belittling Xie Jiaoyue to escape the fact that he had once again failed to become the protagonist.
As long as he doesn't acknowledge Xie Jiaoyue, he will still be superior to others, the only one sober in a world of drunks, the only one pure in a world of filth.
Chu Xingjin had no appetite for fine wine and delicacies. Disappointed, he secretly left the table and wandered around the Xin clan's territory.
The aristocratic family's territory was vast, and he got lost in a dense forest as he walked.
He wasn't in a hurry; there was no point in going back anyway, it would just be watching Xie Jiaoyue and Xin Xiuying put on a show.
Today's protagonist could be anyone, but it certainly won't be him.
Chu Xingjin slowed his pace further, took out a sword, and casually swung it around with the crude swordsmanship he had been practicing during this time, bullying the wild chickens that were passing by.
The two pheasants died swiftly by the sword.
When he was young, his mother disappeared, his father was always out partying, and the servants in the house had long since left. However, he did learn some skills in cooking outdoors.
He even carried a tinderbox with him.
Chu Xingjin came to a stream, plucked and cleaned the pheasants, removed their internal organs, lit a small fire, skewered the two pheasants on tree branches, and roasted them over the fire.
Before long, the sizzling chicken fat was bubbling up from the fire, and the aroma of the fat filled the air.
I'm actually a little hungry.
The place was deserted, but Chu Xingjin still cared about his image. He took out a handkerchief, carefully and elegantly wrapped it around his fingers, then tore off a chicken leg, carefully placed it to his lips, and gently blew on it.
Woo, woo.
Does blowing air make that sound?
No, someone is crying.
Chu Xingjin looked in the direction of the sound.
Beside the stream, a woman sat quietly sobbing, making low whimpering sounds.
Her skin was very fair, and her face was only the size of a palm. Although her features were large, they were not as bright and charming as Xie Jiaoyue's; instead, they were round and gave her a somewhat dull appearance.
Her eyes were the most striking feature; they were already large and round almond-shaped, but now, because of her crying, they looked even more pitiful, making one want to hold her in their arms and comfort her gently.
Chu Xingjin felt his heart skip a beat.
This... isn't this exactly the kind of woman he dreamed of? Simple and harmless, cute and pure, like an innocent fawn or a newborn animal, gentle and warm, the kind of woman one would cherish in their arms.
Yes, what attracted him most was never Xie Jiaoyue's appearance, which was too eye-catching and even aggressive. He never rejected Xie Jiaoyue, simply because he didn't have a better choice at the time.
What he liked most was the kind of pitiful look on the woman in front of him.
He thought he should comfort the other person and offer them warmth.
Chu Xingjin looked down at the pheasant he had roasted, reached for the chicken leg, hesitated for a moment, and then tore off a piece of the chicken neck.
"I baked this myself. Promise me you won't cry after you eat this, okay?"
Feng Qianqian looked up, her eyes brimming with tears, and asked in confusion, "Who are you?"
She looked at the chicken neck with suspicion; it didn't look appetizing.
Chu Xingjin gave a wicked smile: "I am the one sent by heaven to comfort you."
With those words, the scene in Feng Qianqian's eyes changed.
The original scene depicted a sparse and desolate forest and an ordinary, unassuming man. Now, a soft light has been added to the scene, making the dappled shadows of the trees softer, and the sound of the flowing stream like a gentle song.
The figure of the man in front of her also appeared exceptionally tall and extraordinary.
The doubt in Feng Qianqian's eyes disappeared, replaced by glistening tears.
Her mother never cooked roasted pheasant for her, nor did she ever let her eat chicken necks.
This was the first time someone had ever given her chicken necks.
Feng Qianqian felt that her thoughts were a bit strange, but it was as if a voice in the dark was telling her that she should be moved.
Her eyes struggled between doubt and emotion.
She, Feng Qianqian, a pure-blooded descendant of the Phoenix Clan, would she be moved by a chicken neck?
Unseen by Feng Qianqian, the enormous halo of the female protagonist's idiocy was shining wildly.
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