Chapter 43: Blood Wei Miao Yin

  Hua'er closely followed behind Leng Ziyue, her head hung low, and she didn't know what she was thinking about. This day had brought her too many shocks, so much that she couldn't accept them all at once.

  She remembered that the young lady was beautiful, but gentle and weak. She never fought or grabbed for anything, even if it belonged to her, she didn't have the courage to fight for it.

  The current Miss, more beautiful, more spirited, more powerful, saying one not two, daring to do and dare to be, like a queen, making people surrender, that kind of arrogant energy, she is afraid, but she likes such a cold Zhiyue from the bottom of her heart.

  Compared with the young lady who didn't dare speak up for herself in everything, Huahua felt that the current young lady was more like a person, a living and breathing person, belonging to her own and not letting go.

  "Hua'er, are you afraid to follow me?" Outside the majestic palace gates, Leng Ziyue cast a glance at the unremarkable horse carriage and stopped in her tracks, saying this to Hua'er who was following behind her.

  The person following her must be a strong one, Leng Xueyao is not a nanny, she doesn't need someone who cries and gets scared easily to follow her around.

  Staying by her side, danger is inevitable and unavoidable.

  "Miss, Hua Er isn't afraid of Miss, on the contrary, she likes the current Miss very much, it's just...". A head shook like a wave drum, Hua Er waved her hand, no matter what, she had to follow Leng Ziyue.

  "Speak slowly." He raised his head, gazing at the reddish sun that was about to set in the sky. The surrounding clouds were burning like fire, changing shapes and forms, making it hard for people to keep their eyes on them.

  Hua'er swallowed hard, looking straight into Leng Xue's eyes and said firmly: "Hua'er would rather die than leave Miss's side, it's just that I couldn't accept too much for a while, please give Hua'er a day to adapt, and Hua'er can also become a capable person who can protect Miss."

  She didn't want to be a drag on others, Hua'er understood in her heart that the more brilliant Cold Ziyue became, the more people would be jealous of her, so she would also work hard to learn martial arts, at least she had to be able to protect herself and not add unnecessary trouble for Cold Ziyue.

  "Never mind, let's head back to the mansion first." Cold Xue Yue's slender fingers lifted the carriage curtain, and she could see through Hua Er's thoughts with just one glance. She was only uncertain whether leading her onto a path that would never end was right or wrong.

  Since she chose to follow her, then she has a responsibility to protect her completely.

  "Miss, after returning to the mansion, can you teach me martial arts?" Huā ér simply stood quietly beside Lěng Zǐ Yuè, knowing her temperament, and did not reach out to support her.

  "Hmm." It was indeed a bit of a nuisance to have only one maid, who had no strength to spare, left by her side; perhaps she should summon two more to attend on her.

  The closer to Linglong Banquet, the more it is a clever use of people's plans.

  "Thank you, Miss. I will study hard and at least not drag your back, Miss." Hua Er excitedly revealed two small tiger teeth, her eyes shining with red as she stared at Leng Ziyue.

  Qin Jin had already prepared the carriage with swift and neat movements, and respectfully said to Ba Li Chen Xuan who was walking towards him: "Shen Qing, what is Wang Ye doing?"

  "Aren't you blind? Didn't you see that he's flirting with our future princess? I really hope the prince can marry her soon." Shen Qing rolled his eyes, feeling it was very painful to communicate with Qin Jin who had no emotional intelligence.

  All these years, he has met many women while gathering intelligence, but none of them can compare to Leng Zhiyue in terms of beauty, temperament, nobility, charm and elegance.

  Only a woman with as much presence as the queen would be worthy of their prince, it's simply a match made in heaven.

  "May I ask Miss Leng to stay for a moment and listen to what I have to say?" The warm, gentle male voice was like a breeze rustling the willows, as soft as a feather tickling one's heart.

  Baili Chenyuan gazed at Leng Ziyue, who had turned around wearing a fiery red dress. A faint smile played on his lips as his eyes, like morning dew, sparkled with warmth and gentleness, subtly hinting at doting and indulgence. This was not their first such gaze; there was another time in the maple forest, he didn't know when he could have a zero-distance gaze with her again.

  He likes her eyes, so beautiful that they can't be described.

  "What is it, Your Majesty the Blood King?" Leng Ziyue's cold voice rose without any emotion. She didn't know if ancient men all liked wearing masks, but in her opinion, it was not convenient at all.

  In the secluded pavilion, there were a few guys wearing masks, which made her furious. Another one appeared in front of her, and she really wanted to remove his mask, wondering what he was hiding that couldn't be seen by others.

  Let those guys take off their masks tomorrow, Leng Ziyue lowered her eyelids and secretly made plans.

  "May I take a look at that dagger called Blood Wei?" Blood Wei, what a beautiful name. Ba Li Chen Yan smiled slightly, thinking that the icy cold Zhi Yue, who was only up to his chest, would be very suitable to hold in his arms.

  He never knew that a dagger could have such a name, Blood Wei, beautiful yet deadly, cutting iron like mud was still light.

  "Bored." Leng Xueyue turned around and got on the carriage with a neat and efficient movement, instructing: "Return to the manor."

  Xue Wei, was her past life's weapon, made by her grandfather for her personally, capable of both offense and defense. Throughout the long period of cultivation, only it had accompanied her. It was said to be a weapon, but in fact, it was more like an intimate friend.

  In this technologically backward ancient era, Leng Xueyao originally didn't have much hope of regaining her Blood Wei. Who would have thought that Dian Ya's surprise gift to her wouldn't let her down.

  No less than Bi's previous blood Wei, she will also be her close companion in the future.

  "Wait." Ba Li Chen Yin's hand stretched out on conditioned reflex, his slender white wrist falling exactly onto Leng Zhi Yue's hand back. The temperature transmitted from the palm made his heart jump violently, that feeling was very strange, as if something was rising in his heart.

  There wasn't a moment when she didn't want to shake off Baili Chunyuan's hand, yet inexplicably, she wanted to tightly grasp his warm and large hand. Why did she have such a familiar feeling towards him? Dammit, she must be crazy.

  "What exactly do you want to say?" Cold Zhiyue's furious voice rang out, her icy aura condensing as time seemed to stand still.

  "This is for you, I think it suits you." Baili Chenyuan lowered his head, pursed his sensual thin lips, and no one saw the smile he couldn't help but conceal in his eyes.

  The little guy in their family has a very explosive temper, and his calmness is just a protective color.

  The entire body is emerald green and transparent, seemingly radiating a cold aura, but in reality it's warm and smooth like jade, giving people a cozy feeling. This jade flute is probably one of the rarest treasures in the world, with only one existing.

  "Why?" Leng Xueying blinked her eyes, she knew that when painting, he used the flute to accompany her, making her paintings more spiritual, this Blood King was not simple.

  Those good-looking hands that were a bit too perfect made her want to grasp them in her palm and play with them carefully. The jade flute also stirred her heart, as her martial arts skills were taught by her grandfather, while her father only taught her sound attacks, and had given her a flute that was exactly the same as the one Blood King handed over to her.

  Is it fate or destiny, who knows.

  "It suits you, that's all." Baili Chunyun raised her eyes to meet hers, still smiling harmlessly.

  "Really?" Of the two acquaintances that Ling Xueyu cared about the most, one was "Xue Wei" and the other was "Miao Yin". Now that she had Xue Wei, Miao Yin was right in front of her, how could she not be moved.

  Baili Chenyuan didn't stand on ceremony, pulling over Leng Ziyue's small hand, and said softly: "The wonderful sound is given to you now, if you feel that you owe me a favor, then give me a painting, I will be very happy."

  What a wonderful sound, indeed it is a wonderful sound.

  "I won't say thank you." Leng Xueyao turned her head away, but why did she feel that his eyes were filled with infinite doting?

  Spoiled, how is it possible? He and she are just acquaintances.

  "Hehe, I didn't expect you to say thank you either. If you did, it would be unbecoming." Baili Chunxuan smoothed out his red robes, turned elegantly and waved his hand: "I'll head back to the Wang estate first, see you later."

  Come quickly, little one, come close to me!

  "It was you who gave it to me yourself, don't expect me to say thank you." Leng Ziyue pulled down the curtain, holding Miao Yin in her hand, and said coldly, "Return to the manor."

  Blood King, what kind of person are you?

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