After hearing this, Meng Wan's eyes flashed with thought, but she did not agree immediately.
She gently played with the feather fan in her hand, her tone tinged with suspicion, "Why are you so attentive to me? Are you up to something?"
Bifang waved his hands quickly, speaking sincerely.
"Little Princess, you're worrying too much. I have absolutely no ill intentions towards you. It's just that my grandfather was greatly favored by the Suzaku Clan, and I've always wanted to find an opportunity to repay them.
It is my honor to meet the little princess today. If I can do something for you within my ability, it will be considered as fulfilling one of my wishes."
Meng Wan was silent for a moment and finally nodded.
"Well, since you're so sincere, I'll agree. I'll go to the upper floors of the Wanjing Pavilion with you tomorrow.
However, if I find out you're doing anything improper, don't blame me for being rude."
Upon hearing this, Bifang's face lit up with joy, and he quickly bowed and said, "Don't worry, little princess. I won't dare to do anything beyond my authority. I'll be waiting for you outside the Wanjing Pavilion tomorrow morning."
Bifang bowed respectfully and then turned and left.
His back gradually moved away in the night until it disappeared completely.
Meng Wan stood at the door, looking in the direction Bifang left, a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes.
She gently stroked the Vermillion Bird feather fan in her hand and sneered in her heart.
One Qingyu is not enough, and here comes another Bifang of noble status... Your Majesty the Demon King, you really put a lot of effort into it.
As for the Vermillion Bird Feather Fan that had gone around in circles and fallen into her hands, Meng Wan casually put it away in an unused storage device and left it unused.
The next morning, Meng Wan got up early, changed into a simple dress, and prepared to go to Wanjing Pavilion.
As soon as she walked out of the palace, she saw Qingyu waiting outside the door.
When Qingyu saw Meng Wan, a gentle smile appeared on his face and he came forward eagerly to greet her.
"Ms. Meng Wan, good morning. I'm ready and can take you to the Wanjing Pavilion at any time."
Meng Wan smiled back, "Thank you for your help, Master Qingyu."
The two walked side by side, heading towards the Wanjing Pavilion.
However, as soon as she walked outside the Wanjing Pavilion, Meng Wan saw Bifang already standing there, as if he had been waiting for a long time.
When Bifang saw Meng Wan, he quickly stepped forward and said respectfully, "Little Princess, you are here."
When Qingyu saw Bifang, he recognized him as the man in white from yesterday. His expression changed drastically, "It's you!"
When Bifang looked at Qingyu, his expression became noticeably colder.
He perfunctorily bowed to Qingyu and introduced himself, "Bifang, descendant of a great demon, was recently specially summoned into the palace by His Majesty the Demon King."
After learning Bifang's identity, Qingyu's expression became even uglier.
He is just an ordinary demon. In terms of status, he cannot compare with these big demons with deep roots.
Qing Yu suppressed his annoyance and reluctantly bowed to Bi Fang, "I wonder what you are doing here?"
Bifang smiled slightly, his tone seemed polite but was actually provocative.
"Commander Qingyu, I've come here today specifically to accompany the little princess to visit the Wanjing Pavilion. After all, with your authority, I'm afraid you can't take the little princess to those truly interesting places."
When Qingyu heard this, his face darkened and he could hardly control his anger.
"Bifang, what do you mean? Miss Meng Wan has already accepted my invitation. Even if you are the descendant of a great demon and have a noble status, you can't ignore Miss Meng Wan's wishes, right?"
Bifang didn't care and still smiled.
"Commander Qingyu, why are you so angry? I'm only offering my help out of kindness. The little princess is of noble status, so naturally she should visit the higher-ups of the Wanjing Pavilion.
Besides, the little princess already promised me yesterday."
Qingyu paused and subconsciously looked at Meng Wan.
Meng Wan nodded to Qing Yu, "We are just touring the Wanjing Pavilion and looking through the scriptures. There is no need for you two to argue. Since Master Bifang is interested, let's go together."
Seeing Meng Wan speak, Qing Yu had to suppress his dissatisfaction and said, "Since Miss Meng Wan has spoken, let's go together."
Bifang smiled slightly, with a hint of pride in her tone, "Please, little princess."
The three of them entered the Wanjing Pavilion together, and Bifang took Meng Wan and Qingyu to the upper floors with ease.
There are many rare ancient books and secret techniques on display here, which even Qingyu has never seen before.
Meng Wan looked at the dazzling array of classics in front of her, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.
She picked up an ancient book at random, opened it gently, and read it carefully.
Bifang glanced at him and smiled, "Little Princess, are you interested in history?"
"Just take a look."
Meng Wan seemed to be flipping through the book in her hand casually, but in fact she was reading ten lines at a glance, quickly memorizing all the secrets recorded in the book.
Bifang stood aside, calmly saying, "Little Princess, I have read all these books. If there is anything you don't understand, I am always happy to answer your questions."
Meng Wan nodded, her tone serious, "Thank you, Master Bifang."
Qingyu stood aside, watching the two people talking, feeling secretly unhappy.
He felt as if he was being excluded.
However, he did not show it, but just followed Meng Wan silently, looking around vigilantly.
After an unknown amount of time, Meng Wan closed the ancient book in her hand, turned around and said to Bifang.
"Master Bifang, the classics here are indeed very interesting. I wonder if you know if there are any records about the demon bloodline here?"
When Bifang heard this, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes and there was a hint of temptation in his tone.
"Bloodline is the source of the demon race's power. There is a vast amount of information related to it. I wonder which aspect the little princess would like to know about?"
Meng Wan casually put the ancient book in her hand back to its original place and said, "I'm just curious, just taking a look."
Bifang nodded, "I see, I can take you to see those records.
However, some books may require special permissions to read, and even I am not qualified to view them, and I can only take you there at most."
As he spoke, he looked at Qingyu with a hint of meaning.
Qing Yu clenched his fist hidden in his sleeve and said nonchalantly, "It's okay, go ahead. I'll wait for you downstairs."
Meng Wan looked at Qingyu apologetically, then followed Bifang towards the stairs.
Qingyu stood there, frowning slightly, his eyes following the backs of the two people until they disappeared around the corner of the stairs, then he reluctantly withdrew his gaze.
Upstairs is a spacious library with bookshelves filled with heavy ancient books. The air is filled with the faint scent of ink and the atmosphere of time.
Bifang took Meng Wan to a bookshelf by the window, reached out and took down an ancient book with a yellowed cover from the shelf, and handed it to Meng Wan.
"This is 'A Study of the Origin and Development of the Demon Race's Bloodline'. It records the origin and branches of the demon race's bloodline. Although it's not the most core secret book, it should be helpful for you to understand the power of bloodline."
Meng Wan took the book, flipped through a few pages, and scanned the densely packed text with a strange gleam in her eyes.
This trip to Wanjing Pavilion was indeed the right one!
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