Chapter 9 Prince Su is such a fierce man!
The girl's fair and translucent oval face had almond-shaped eyes that darted around, their clear pupils filled with doubt.
Ling Feng rarely heard her speak with such direct confusion. His eyes quickly swept over her, and he raised an eyebrow, saying, "A little."
Biezhi opened her mouth, then fell silent: "..."
“Compared to your senior brothers, you are indeed a bit more mild-tempered.” Ling Feng felt a headache coming on when he thought of those mischievous monkeys he had raised, but— “Why are you asking this all of a sudden?”
"Heh." Biezhi glanced at the Sanqing Hall, which hadn't arrived yet, and after holding it in for a long time, she couldn't help but mutter to her master, "If I weren't easy to bully, our master wouldn't have played me like this."
"Old man?" Ling Feng, who knew the true identity of the master of Xianyun Tower, raised his eyebrows and looked helplessly at her sullen appearance. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "He was busy with something and must have been delayed on the way."
“I’m busy too!” Biezhi said, pouting.
It's not like he's the only one who's busy.
Ling Feng chuckled: "What are you busy with?"
“Busy sleeping—” Biezhi paused, then added, “Also, I’m going to play with Jiran.”
Ling Feng laughed upon hearing this. He had naturally heard of Ji Ran, but had never actually met him: "I heard you took him there last night?"
"Hmm." Biezhi nodded, her eyes brightening slightly. "Master, do you know any miracle doctors? I want to take him to see if he can regain his hearing, even if it's just a little bit. It would be good for him."
Ling Feng was surprised, not expecting her to care so much about the deaf man at the city gate. He thought back to the doctors he knew and shook his head, saying, "I don't know any doctors who treat hearing loss."
Upon hearing this, Biezhi's eyes dimmed slightly, and she let out a long sigh.
Ling Feng looked at her thoughtfully for a moment, recalling what his colleagues at Xianyun Tower had mentioned some time ago. He covered his mouth and coughed, saying, "Master forgot that you've reached the age where you should be betrothed. They say a teacher for a day is a father for life. If you really like him, Master will arrange your marriage. What do you say?"
"Marriage?" Biezhi looked at him in astonishment, then pointed to herself: "Me?"
Ling Feng nodded: "As long as you like it, even if he doesn't want to, your master will still bring him here for you. Fortunately, he won't say anything—"
"No!" Biezhi quickly interrupted him. She was indeed nineteen years old, which was the age for marriage in most families, but she really had no such intention. "Not to mention that my status is not suitable for marriage, I don't actually have any feelings for him."
“Why is your identity unsuitable?” Ling Feng frowned, and what did he mean by having no feelings for her? “If you have no feelings for her, why do you keep flirting with her?”
"I didn't flirt with him at all." Biezhi felt wronged and was almost ready to swear to the heavens to prove her innocence. "He does fit my aesthetic, but that's all. We are just friends. I didn't lay a finger on him."
The girl's sweet and clear voice drifted on the breeze, ringing the bells under the eaves and causing the black and gold robe of the man under the eaves to flutter and the white jade pendant hanging from his waist belt to rise and fall.
Standing behind the man, Qing Shan glanced up at his cold and indifferent profile. He seemed no different from usual, but Qing Shan could still tell at a glance that the man was displeased, and that his displeasure was growing as the conversation in the hall deepened.
His heart skipped a beat, but he couldn't bring himself to say anything.
Especially when the girl said, "I didn't lay a hand on him," Qingshan clearly saw the man's jaw tighten.
Fu Huaiqing twitched the corners of his mouth, but the smile didn't reach his eyes; a cold laugh escaped his throat.
The one who touched him inappropriately last night seems to be a female ghost.
Fu Huaiqing slightly raised his hand.
Seeing this, Qing Shan, who had been silent for a long time, hurriedly stepped forward and deliberately took heavy steps to prompt the master and disciple who couldn't stop talking, calling out Ling Feng's name.
Upon hearing Qingshan's voice, Biezhi abruptly shut her mouth and swallowed the words that were about to come out.
I don't know when the master arrived, or if he heard what she said earlier... As long as I didn't hear her complaining about him, everything is fine.
Thinking of this, she glanced sideways at her master.
Ling Feng looked at her calmly, signaling her to relax.
Even if the sky falls, he'll hold it up.
Thus, Biezhi relented.
She followed behind Ling Feng, bowing and greeting the man behind the screen.
Standing to the side, Qing Shan spoke up: "The main reason Master called you here today is to secretly protect Xu Wenche of the Xu family in Jingzhou. After much consideration, Master still chose to entrust this task to Biezhi. Does Brother Ling have any objections to this?"
Upon hearing this, Ling Feng turned his head.
Biezhi noticed the worry in her master's eyes, pursed her lips slightly, and nodded to indicate that her master would accept. If her master hadn't been behind the screen, she would have shaken her head like a rattle drum.
Ling Feng was completely helpless against her, and he understood that once the man behind the screen made a decision, there was no going back. However, he still had a question: "There are many people in the pavilion who are more agile and skillful than Bie Zhi. I don't understand why this task was given to Bie Zhi."
A full ten thousand taels of silver.
Not to mention the others in the pavilion, even the four guardians of Xianyun Tower would step forward. No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't understand how such a great thing could fall into someone else's hands.
“Xu Wenche makes many friends, but he also has principles,” Qing Shan said.
Biezhi frowned: "What principle?"
"It looks good," Fu Huaiqing said coldly.
He looked at the girl who suddenly looked up at him, and his expression hardened.
Xu Wenche and she just happen to be on the same path.
The cold voice carried a hint of mockery. Biezhi thought she had misheard. Her long eyelashes trembled, and she had a feeling that the smile was somewhat targeted.
And it wasn't directed at Xu Wenche, but at himself...?
Ling Feng hadn't expected the reason to be so absurd. He frowned and asked, "You want another branch to infiltrate Xu Wenche's side?"
“Yes.” Qing Shan nodded and said to Bie Zhi, “We have already made an identity for you. He will arrive in the capital in seven days. You need to familiarize yourself with your new identity as soon as possible.”
Biezhi nodded in acceptance.
However, after nodding halfway through, she hesitated slightly, glancing at her master as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.
Ling Feng looked back, puzzled.
Biezhi sighed and asked cautiously, "The ten thousand taels for the mission...?"
Fu Huaiqing stopped turning the ring on his finger, lifted his eyelids and looked indifferently at the girl ten steps away. Hesitation and confusion flashed in her eyes from time to time, as if she had something left to say, but she couldn't say it for a long time.
He wasn't in a hurry, so he just waited.
After pausing for a long time without receiving a reply, Biezhi felt a little disappointed.
Is it really true that five thousand taels of silver are not meant for her?
She lingered for a little while longer.
However, it was obvious that the man behind the screen was more composed than she was, and the atmosphere around them seemed to be getting colder and colder, making her feel a slight chill down her spine.
Biezhi closed her eyes briefly and asked reluctantly, "Ten thousand taels, will I split it with Lou Zhong?"
Upon hearing this, Fu Huaiqing was taken aback, a rare occurrence.
He looked at the girl with an indescribable expression, her eyelashes trembling slightly. He didn't need to look at her much; he could tell her predicament at a glance.
Fu Huaiqing remained silent for a while.
In that short moment, Biezhi felt a chill run down her spine as she watched helplessly as five thousand long-winged creatures flew away.
Fine, five thousand taels it is.
Five thousand taels would be enough for her to tidy up Lijia Village, buy a restaurant and a courtyard, and live a leisurely life thereafter.
Bie Zhi's lips parted slightly, but before she could utter the words that had been swirling in her throat for a long time, she heard the man say, "They're all yours."
Upon hearing this, Biezhi's eyes widened in surprise as she stared at the man's silhouette. She was delighted to conclude that her master today was the most handsome old man she had ever seen!
Fu Huaiqing tapped the table absently with his long, slender fingers, his gaze fixed on her, a slight smile playing on his lips, before his expression darkened again as if he were remembering something.
She accepted the task, but her master seemed to have something else to say to her, yet he didn't tell her to leave. So, she could only stand there and listen.
The master and mistress were discussing Qin Xiao's visit yesterday. When Biezhi heard his master advise his mistress not to accept the task, he knew that the four hundred taels of silver were definitely not going to Fang Tingzhi.
She lowered her eyes slightly, her dark pupils darting around listlessly.
When Yu Guangzhong suddenly caught sight of a familiar figure, Biezhi paused for a moment, then abruptly looked up through the window towards the market. He stood silently in front of a roadside stall, and the stall owner seemed to know him very well. He gestured something, and the owner smiled and patted him on the shoulder.
The apprentice beside him suddenly lit up. Ling Feng followed her gaze suspiciously and glanced outside. The market was bustling with people, but he didn't know what was so interesting.
Noticing the gaze, Biezhi looked away and whispered, "Silence."
He then whispered to the others where he was.
Ling Feng, who was multitasking, looked in the direction she pointed and found the tall figure of the man in no time. The man turned slightly to the side, and the long, narrow scar came into his eyes. Even though he had heard that Ji Ran had a scar on his face, he couldn't help but frown.
This scar is truly too vicious.
Fu Huaiqing leaned back in his armchair, looking at the master and disciple with a calm expression, without interrupting their thoughts.
It was only after Qing Shan glanced at the time and reminded him that Ling Feng turned his gaze away.
Fu Huaiqing had other things to take care of, so he casually got up and walked out. Halfway there, he suddenly stopped and looked back.
A sharp gaze fell on Biezhi, who was slightly bent over. She lifted half of her eyelids in confusion and heard her master's cold voice.
He said, "This mission can only be carried out by you alone."
Biezhi understood the warning in his words and bowed, saying, "Your subordinate obeys."
Fu Huaiqing glanced at her briefly, then turned and left.
As she caught a glimpse of the man disappearing from sight, Biezhi let out a deep breath. However, more than worry, she was overjoyed, almost to the point of rushing out to buy a restaurant.
The days of lying happily on the silver mountain are already beckoning to her!
However, all of this is based on the premise that the task is completed.
Biezhi didn't care about anything else. After saying goodbye to her master, she hurriedly headed to Xianyun Tower. She needed to quickly familiarize herself with her new identity and Xu Wenche so that she could leave no room for error.
As she hurried onto Chang Le Street, she keenly sensed that something was amiss in the atmosphere around her.
Bie Zhi's gaze quickly swept across the people on the street, and in a moment she located a few men who did not look like ordinary people. The righteous aura surrounding them was completely different from that of others.
"Look! It's His Highness Prince Su!"
"Where? Where?!"
In an instant, Biezhi understood the identities of those men, and her heart, which had been pounding, finally settled.
Having never seen Prince Su before, she couldn't help but feel curious. Following the gazes of the surrounding people, she looked out and saw a man bending down to get off his carriage. The man was tall and slender. He tilted his head slightly, and his deep and handsome face instantly came into view.
The man had sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes. His deep, clear eyes held a coldness and aloofness, as well as an aura that made people stop in their tracks. It wasn't the kind of ethereal beauty described in stories, that could only be admired from afar, but rather the unique pressure of power that made people dare not approach him even a fraction.
but- -
Prince Su was indeed more handsome and refined than rumored. It is undeniable that even Ji Ran, standing in front of him, paled in comparison.
She was startled when the man's piercing gaze fell upon her.
What a fierce man!
She subconsciously glanced around to make sure there was nothing amiss, then looked up at the man not far away, noticing that the coldness in his eyes seemed to have intensified.
Moreover, I don't know if it's just my imagination.
Biezhi felt that it seemed to be aimed at her.
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