Chapter 7, what happened after you followed me

Such swift movements; it turns out that this Ninth Prince is quite a remarkable individual. At the very moment when someone flew out behind her, Fengyun lightly raised her beautifully powdered white eyebrows and a hint of a smile, barely perceptible, appeared at the corner of her mouth. She allowed that pair of jade-like hands to grasp her hand.

This is indeed a challenging problem for the brain cells

At the first glance of Yun Ban Yue, she took ten seconds to decide to keep this person; when she looked at Wen Shu, she took nine seconds to determine that this person would be hers in the future; now, upon seeing Yuan Xi, she took eight seconds to realize that the Wen Xiang Pavilion in the Cang Jiao Ge had found its master

Chu Yuanxi was momentarily taken aback upon witnessing such a scene of swirling clouds and winds

Observing the expression of Feng Qingyan, Feng Yunqing couldn't help but sneer inwardly. The Ninth Prince of Nanyang, Chu Yuanxi, it seems that her elder sister wishes to ascend to the branches and transform into a phoenix! However, it appears that the other party is not inclined to grant her this opportunity. Yet even if she were to be given such a chance, would she be willing to part with Yun Banyue?

It is rumored that the seventh young lady of the Feng family possesses beauty that rivals that of the eldest young lady of the Feng family. On the Hongyan List compiled by Bai Xiaosheng, which ranks the seven most beautiful women in the world, she holds a place. However, upon seeing her now, he seriously doubts whether Bai Xiaosheng made a mistake in writing her name on the list.

Unfortunately, his feet seemed to have taken root, remaining in place at a distance and holding a posture. He knew he could not walk. To save his brother Lan.

Heavens! If he were to change into this male attire and stand together with Feng Qingyan, she would absolutely not doubt that he is a woman. Even more beautiful than Feng Qingyan, more gentle than Feng Qingyan, more delicate than Feng Qingyan, and more charming than Feng Qingyan

In a fleeting moment, a light shadow flashed before her eyes; the hand she intended to throw had already been grasped by a hand as delicate as jade. The strength of that hand was just right, firmly holding back the bowl that was about to be thrown along with its contents, a bowl full of blood

Stop! With a light shout, the blood bowl in hand was raised, and just as it was about to be thrown, a figure flew out from the room, swift as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, reached Fengyunqing's side

Fengyunqing has always been about playing interesting games; as for uninteresting games, it is better to leave them for others to play

"May I ask if what the young lady said is truly accurate? Can this bowl of blood really save the life of the heir to the Blue King’s residence?" Chu Yuanxi looked at the bowl he had preserved, which contained a thick, red, viscous substance that exuded a peculiar fragrance; it was indeed blood

"Miss, please stop!" The voice was urgent yet clear. Chu Yuanxi's body fell beside Feng Yunqing, and his pair of phoenix eyes fixed intently on the bowl in her hand. If he heard correctly just now, she had said that this bowl of blood was the miraculous medicine to save Brother Lan.

Heavens! At the first sight of Chu Yuanxi, Fengyunqing was instantly captivated, his eyes widening in astonishment. Apart from Yunbanyue and Wenchu, there actually exists such a beautiful man in the world. His brows resemble distant mountains shrouded in mist, and his eyes are like autumn waters in a jade lake. His skin is as smooth as congealed fat, and his aura is as subtle as an orchid; his charm is delicate yet strikingly beautiful. This description seems most fitting for the Ninth Prince of the Nanyang Dynasty, Chu Yuanxi.

You ... ... "Chuyuanxi heard the gentle voice of Fengyun, and the hand gripping her wrist involuntarily trembled, igniting an instinctive urge to escape. This is a natural reaction of a person when coming into contact with something dangerous.

In addition, there was the strong fragrance of cosmetics and the unusual aroma emanating from the blood bowl she held in her hand

This man indeed possesses the charm that makes one want to embrace him

Fengyun opened his eyes wide, staring at Chuyuanxi's face, a man, how could he look like this? It is truly a crime against nature! Could he be the reincarnation of the White Bone Spirit? Amitabha!

Miss Feng Qi is as light as a breeze, almost akin to a ghostly presence

No wonder her elder sister Feng Qingyan intends to abandon Yun Banyue and seek to embrace him

"What will happen if you follow me from now on?" Fengyun lightly interrupted Chuyuanxi's words, looking at him. Although he was keeping his distance from her, he still held her hand tightly. Her face, adorned with makeup, was sweetly smiling as she gazed at his face: "In my Cangjiao Pavilion, apart from Yunbanyue and Wenchu, I will make you the third seat."

A luxurious long robe of deep purple envelops a tall and handsome figure, while a black jade hairpin secures cascading black tresses. The face is sculpted as if by divine craftsmanship, with every feature—eyebrows, eyes, mouth, and nose—exquisitely approaching perfection.

What comes into view is a face that reveals no color other than white, with long hair cascading down. The white cotton and linen garment, under the blazing sun, is as white as the mourning clothes of the deceased, while her red lips are as bright as fire, creating a stark contrast with her face

Slowly turning around, she scrutinized the man standing beside her without any hesitation

The two snakes nearly bit her, so she ate them as a form of compensation for the fright, and there was nothing wrong with that

"Does this humble servant still catch the esteemed eye of this young master?" Feng Yunqing observed the puzzled expression on Chu Yuangxi's face, her red lips slightly parted, her voice soft and sweet enough to penetrate to the very bones. In an instant, she had restored the lost soul.

Having seen many beautiful men, has she become immune? If so, you are mistaken. Fengyunqing has a secret: the more she wishes to bring a man into the Cangjiao Pavilion, the shorter the time she will spend staring at him when they first meet

May I ask, young lady..." Chu Yuanxi steadied her mind, quickly shifting her gaze away from Feng Yunqing's face. She subtly retreated a certain distance from her, yet her hand still held onto Feng Yunqing's hand, or rather, the bowl in Feng Yunqing's hand.

Lan Xiaoqing is neither dead nor alive, and he is not her man, so it really does not matter, does it? Even if she has eaten those two red lotus red-banded snakes, that is merely a result of Yun Banyue not taking good care of his pet, and it has nothing to do with her

Thus, Fengyun Qing, being quite clever, decided not to think any further. Whether to part or not was irrelevant to her; the outcome she desired was for Yun Ban Yue to not even think of leaving her side.

Hearing the voice, the smile at the corner of the mouth deepened slowly with the wind and clouds. It turns out that the Ninth Prince of Nanyang can be so polite. Not bad, not bad! At the very least, what he said to her just now sounded much more like human speech compared to the words he had just spoken to her elder sister.

I just don't know whether it is human blood or some other kind of blood. After watching for a while, I turned my gaze to Fengyunqing.

Since it is the remedy to save Brother Lan, it cannot be allowed to be destroyed so easily

She is fond of handsome men, and that is beyond doubt. Engaging in a lengthy conversation with a woman, even if that woman is the most beautiful in Nanyang, would be utterly boring for her

Since the esteemed guest in the house does not require this bowl of the life-saving medicine for the heir of the Wang family, I see no reason not to throw it away! Feng Yun lightly lifted his foot and began to return in the direction he had come from, the bowl in his hand tracing a graceful arc as it was about to fly into the air, his previously gentle voice now turned indifferent and cold