Could it be that the people who died at the hands of the butlers before were too beautiful?
"Yes, I will take care of it right away."
No matter what kind of person Qingyao likes, she's not interested; if she could, she just wants to stay away from him.
Fang Buwei, Long Yunzhi, and Yun Zimu spent the night feeling as if each day was an eternity.
Just as they were trying to find out more information, Chunhua appeared.
Chunhua sized up Fang Buwei but couldn't find any special talents in him. She couldn't agree with his taste in people.
"You are Wang He?"
"This disciple is Wang He." Fang Buwei did not know Chunhua's purpose in coming, but hoped to get some useful information from Chunhua.
“Very good. The steward is very satisfied with the people you found. He just wants to meet you and reward you,” Chunhua said.
Fang Buwei felt even more uneasy, unsure of what the steward really meant.
Very satisfied?
These few simple words made him afraid to think too much.
"award?"
"Let's go, you guys come together." Chunhua didn't want to waste time here.
Fang Buwei and the others quickly followed, and Wang Yang happened to witness this scene.
"Damn it!" He punched the pillar, leaving a deep fist mark.
"Why did the deacon take a liking to those two ugly creatures? And he even wants to reward them."
"Senior brother, don't worry. The steward's temperament is unpredictable. It might not be a good thing for them to go to see the steward at this time," a disciple comforted him.
Wang Yang certainly understood this principle, and he also knew that it was best not to have any contact with Qing Yao.
But when it comes to rewards, he gets so angry and jealous that he wants to hit someone.
"If I had known, I should have taught them a lesson last night. I was too lenient."
If we had attacked Fang Buwei last night, it would be even harder to explain ourselves today.
Several disciples secretly rolled their eyes at him, but then continued to comfort him, since he was the team leader now.
...
Fang Buwei and the other two followed Chunlan to the palace where Wei Qinghe was.
Looking at the lavish decorations throughout, one has to admit that the Jade Palace is truly wealthy.
They actually used crystals and spirit stones as decorations.
Even just taking a few decorations would be enough to buy a lot of materials.
But with Wei Qinghe nowhere to be seen, Fang Buwei had no mood to think too much.
He wanted to see exactly how Wei Qinghe and Qi Lan were doing.
If he were truly harmed by that damned deacon, he would risk his life to seek revenge.
Chunlan stopped at the door; she was clearly reluctant to go in.
Because she didn't want to be bullied by Qingyao in front of everyone.
"Steward, the person you requested has arrived."
"Let them in," Wei Qinghe said in Qingyao's voice.
Upon hearing this unfamiliar voice, Fang Buwei's palms began to sweat.
Chunhua stepped aside, saying, "You can go in now."
Fang Buwei went into the room first, wanting to see what kind of person the Qingyu Palace steward was.
Long Yunzhi and Yun Zimu followed them inside.
Wei Qinghe sat there, while Qi Lan diligently poured tea for her, looking quite obedient.
“Deacon, these are the people who brought me here. If it weren’t for them, we wouldn’t have had the chance to meet.”
Qi Lan said, following Wei Qinghe's instructions.
Chunhua, standing outside the door, felt that the sun was probably rising in the west today.
That's too fantastical.
The woman who had wasted a night truly survived.
And she was also very much loved.
She left silently, afraid that Qingyao would summon you.
Wei Qinghe looked at the group of people with complicated expressions with a half-smile, and slowly drank the tea that Qi Lan had poured for her.
“Qi…”
Fang Buwei almost lost his composure.
Seeing Qi Lan was good news, but how could he feel at ease without seeing Wei Qinghe?
"Long Yunzhi, go and bring Wan Yunsheng here."
Wei Qinghe spoke first, but it was still Qingyao's voice.
Long Yunzhi's tense expression immediately relaxed.
Even if Qi Lan is favored, she wouldn't actually leak their information to the stewards of Qingyu Palace.
"Okay, sure."
"What are you standing there for? This tea is good, don't you like it?" Seeing Fang Buwei's expression, Wei Qinghe really couldn't bear to tease him anymore.
Upon hearing Wei Qinghe's voice, Fang Buwei rushed over to her.
I was so excited that tears welled up in my eyes; the anxiety that had been hanging over me could finally be put to rest.
"Senior sister... why do you look so lewd and smug? I don't even recognize you."
Finally, he continued, "Senior sister, it's so good that you're alright. I was prepared to die with them."
Wei Qinghe believed this; Fang Buwei was no longer the good-for-nothing playboy he once was.
“Fool, don’t cry. Never give up your life for me. You still have your mission to complete.”
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