Chapter 66: Luring the Snake out of its Hole

  "Miss, it's time to get up." Huā ér gently pushed open the door, like a happy little bird jumping into the room, softly putting down the washbasin, sweetly calling out.

  The atmosphere in the mansion has been very depressing and low lately, but it doesn't affect her good mood at all. As long as no one dares to come and bother Leng Ziyue, Hua'er thinks that's the happiest thing in the world.

  Since the young lady, Feng Ling, married into Nanling, Hua Yiniang has become a different person, hiding in her own courtyard every day, not bothering with anyone, and no longer vying for favor.

  Also, Second Miss Cold Silver Bell, after being invited into the palace by the Empress Dowager yesterday and returning, has been stupidly staring blankly, not speaking or responding to anyone, she must have been scared silly.

  "Hua'er, are you in a good mood?" Leng Ziyue closed her eyes, moved her ears slightly, and responded with a lazy, gentle voice, showing no intention of getting out of bed.

  The warmest place in winter is on the big bed, covered with a quilt, especially comfortable. Every day, sleep until natural wake-up, cold Zhenxiang only had this blessing after rebirth, before always getting up early and sleeping late, every moment was entangled with her except for practicing martial arts or practicing martial arts, there was really little time to rest and indulge.

  One day's plan lies in the morning, at four o'clock she must get up and walk to the top of Mirror Mountain, where the spiritual energy is strongest and most concentrated, to meditate, absorb the essence of the sun and moon, and enhance her powers.

  Meditation in the morning and evening is a must, regardless of whether it's windy or rainy, nothing can stop it.

  "Hehe, no one comes to trouble Miss's family, living a comfortable and happy life. Of course, it's very delightful." Hua'er tilted her head, opened the wardrobe with a lively movement, took a glance at the few clothes inside, furrowed her brow and said: "Miss, what color of clothes do you want to wear today?"

  After asking, Hua'er patted her own head hard. There were only two colors of clothes in the closet, dazzling red and elegant blue, no choice.

  "Blue!" The eyelids lightly lifted, stretching and yawning, Leng Ziyue slowly got up from the bed. A cold wind blew in, and she involuntarily shivered. "Hua'er, is it snowing outside again?"

  The climate of the four seasons in Guo Yue is quite distinct, with heavy snowfall for two months every year. Many lakes in the imperial city are frozen, making it a great place to visit and play.

  If she were given a pair of ice skates, she would also be happy to go and play.

  That's leaving Mirror Mountain and going to the prosperous city, she went to Chapter 069 Market to buy some New Year's goods and have a good year. In her childhood, what she liked most was the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year, wherever she went, it was all red and festive, especially joyful.

  As I grew older, Chinese New Year also lost its excitement. Everything felt dull and uninteresting, even smiling became a mechanical action.

  The three girls smiled and retreated with pursed lips. The snow had just stopped, and it was indeed a great day to go out for a stroll.

  "Hua'er, go and tell Wang the steward to prepare a horse carriage." As it was approaching New Year's Eve in the Hou Mansion, many goods had been purchased one after another. Cold Zhen emphasized the importance of appearances, so the Hou Mansion's New Year celebrations must be grand and impressive.

  Leng Xueyu's mouth curved into a smile as she gazed at the servants busily hanging red lanterns in the courtyard, lost in thought. The memorial ceremony for the late Empress of Chu was just the day before New Year's Eve, and Baili Chuanxu's words to Emperor Yu in the imperial study still lingered in her ears, making her fear that this year would not be very peaceful.

  That man is sinister and cunning, seemingly harmless but actually terrifying.

  Provoking him is equivalent to setting foot in the underworld, if he didn't have some ability and strength, it would be impossible for him to openly defy the Moon Emperor.

  Blood King, it's really making her more and more anticipated.

  "Miss, your cloak is really beautiful, the material is unique and hard to find in the world." Xia Hua stood on Leng Ziyue's left side, the silver-edged cloak shone with a cold, lunar light, dazzling and eye-catching, most suitable for Leng Ziyue.

  "Look at the workmanship, every stitch is exceptionally neat and flawless, I don't know whose hands it came from. As far as I know, only one family in the imperial city has such craftsmanship, but looking at it again, it doesn't seem to be from there?" Dongxue furrowed her brow, with question marks hanging all over her mind.

  Leng Xueyu lowered her head, took a glance at the silver cloak on her body, and couldn't help but say that the two cloaks Bai Li Chenyuan gave her were both to her taste. One was fiery red and the other was silver white, she liked the colors, and the sizes were just right, as if they were tailor-made for her.

  Chapter 69: With a clear and confident movement, the letter was pulled out of the envelope, and a cold, bloodthirsty smile spread across Baili Chun's mouth.

  Whatever intelligence he wanted to gather, he had never failed to get it. Ming Wang, Feng Wang and Ying Wang, the struggle between these three people has never been interrupted from the beginning.

  Each one wants to sit on the throne, but also ask if he agrees or not.

  That position, even if he didn't want it, wouldn't give them a chance to take over.

  You are an interesting person, but I don't know if your appearance and heart are the same.

  "I understand." A hint of a smile flashed in Shen Qing's eyes, and he felt relieved. The future princess would soon arrive at the Blood King's mansion, and when that time came... Heh heh.

  "Put away your idle thoughts and be careful with your skin." Baili Chunyun gave a cold glance, and someone immediately became a wolf with its tail between its legs, losing all momentum.

  After worshiping his mother, he also ushered in the New Year's Eve night. He was about to step over the threshold of his 20th birthday and suddenly looked forward to someone being by his side that day.

  Let him no longer feel lonely.

  After the fifteenth day of the first month, the grand gathering of the five nations, Linglong Banquet, will be held, which concerns the survival of a country. I believe that the officials in the court have their own measurements in mind, and I also hope that someone can understand the meaning behind it.

  He always remembered his grandfather's words, he could avenge himself, but he couldn't destroy the Qi Yue Kingdom, otherwise, he wouldn't need to return to the Imperial City, and it wasn't impossible for him to use his power to overthrow the imperial family.

  "Heh heh, Prince Wang, Miss Leng has taken her maid out of the mansion and is strolling around outside. Why don't you go take a look too?" They say that frequent encounters can lead to affection; this constant meeting isn't bad either.

  "What news has come from Kanzai?" Ba Li Chen raised an eyebrow, the letter in his fingers ignited into flames and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

  Everyone in the world has forgotten his queen mother, so he doesn't mind letting them clearly remember who should be the empress of Qimiao country, her status is irreplaceable.

  Shen Qing cupped his hands and said: "Your Highness, there is no news from Kang Qi for the time being. As soon as there is any news, I will report to Your Highness immediately."

  "You go to the palace and inform the Emperor that on the day of my mother's memorial, nothing auspicious is allowed within the imperial city. All are changed to white flags to show respect." The red robe fluttered lightly, leaving behind a faint shadow. By the time Shen Qing looked clearly, there was no longer any sign of Baili Chenyuan on the noble chair, only the chair swaying gently.

  Shen Qing swallowed hard, the grand and majestic winter scene before him was a stark contrast to his own humble circumstances. It was only during Chinese New Year that the imperial city allowed such extravagant displays, and even then, only the royal family had the audacity to show off in such a manner.

  "It's New Year's Eve, so we won't have to see each other again." The voice was distant and ethereal, yet utterly real.

  Shen Qing nodded and found himself unable to do anything else, so he opened his mouth and responded with a loud voice: "Your subordinate obeys the order."

  Dare to threaten the emperor, but he's just the first one. Thinking about it gives him face, who made his backstage thick, no one dares to move him.

  "Hey, Xia Hua sister, there's a fabric store over there, let's go take a look." As soon as Hua'er left the mansion, she was like an untamed wild horse, getting excited to the point that Xia Hua and Dong Xue couldn't help but shake their heads.

  Leng Xue walked on the street, elegant and refined, noble and graceful, always attracting gaze after gaze, with a stunning rate of turning heads.

  "Miss, there's a fabric store over there, why don't you go take a look inside?" Xia Hua said with a smile, as she was familiar with all the fabric stores in the imperial city.

  Hua'er's gaze was indeed unbearable, and with one glance, he summoned a renowned 'Ju Xian Zhuang'.

  The clothes here are all made of high-quality fabrics, with excellent workmanship and embroidery. The reputation is particularly good.

  "Go take a look inside." Leng Ziyue raised her small face and smiled slightly, then followed him into the Ju Xian Zhuang.

  All the way, the streets are filled with joy, everywhere is bright red, giving people a warm feeling. The snow on the side of the street also lost its color and became dull and dim.

  It's probably because of her poor character that she gets followed wherever she goes, and it seems like there has never been a peaceful moment around her.

  As soon as the shopkeeper saw Leng Ziyue, he immediately put down his work and enthusiastically welcomed her over, smiling and asking: "Is this young lady here to look at fabrics or buy clothes? I can introduce and recommend some for you, and you'll definitely be able to find something that suits your taste."

  Looking at Leng Xueyue's demeanor, she must be a young lady from a noble family, her birth is definitely high-ranking.

  Take another look at her clothes, whether it's workmanship or fabric, they're all top-notch, either rich or expensive.

  Especially the silver cloak draped over her shoulders, it's not an ordinary product. It looks light and thin, but in fact, it's warm as jade, and it feels warm to the touch, making people envy.

  Such a big shot paying attention to his small store really made him feel honored and surprised.

  Leng Xueyu took in the shopkeeper's expression, and once again deeply felt that the two cloaks Bai Li Chenyuan had given her were by no means ordinary objects.

  It's also true that it feels warm to the touch, she had only heard that jade stones were like this.

  Fabrics also have this effect, unheard of.

  "Clothes are also looked at, fabrics are also looked at." Leng Ziyue's pink lips slightly opened, her clear eyes scanned each type of fabric and various styles of clothing, but after a circle, she still didn't see anything that caught her eye.

  "Miss, how about that one? I think it suits you." Huahua pointed to a silver long dress with a standing collar, on which were embroidered delicate black chrysanthemums, blooming one by one at the hem.

  Dongxue shook her head and said in a low voice, "I think Miss looks especially good in bright colors."

  The bright red dress, like blood, on Leng Xue's body, is breathtakingly beautiful, with an indescribable feeling that makes one involuntarily get lost in the vibrant red.

  "Shopkeeper, do you have the best red dresses here?" Xia Hua blinked her big eyes and looked at the shopkeeper.

  The shopkeeper was taken aback, and the smile on his face faltered slightly. "Our small shop only has red wedding dresses," he said. "We don't have everyday red clothes. If you like, you can choose a fabric, and I'll get our tailor to make one for you right away."

  He used to sell red clothes too, but very few customers bought them. You know, out of ten people, nine don't look good in red clothes, and the remaining one still thinks they look good in red clothes.

  After a long time, he no longer sold red clothes and only made wedding dresses.

  "It's all right." Leng Xueyu waved her hand, there wasn't a single thing that caught her eye, so she didn't want any of them.

  "Sorry, shopkeeper, but my mistress doesn't like it." Huā ér smiled politely and followed Lěng Zǐ Yuè out.

  It wasn't until the three servants had walked far away that Zhuang's gathering became lively again, with everyone discussing how beautiful and elegant Leng Zixue was.

  "Miss, I know there's another fabric store, shall we go take a look?" Xia Hua saw that Leng Ziyue wasn't speaking and just kept teasing her with a few more sentences.

  "You lead the way in front, it's New Year's, and new clothes are still needed to be bought." Not for anything else, at least to get a good start. Leng Xueyao slightly narrowed her eyes, a rare flash of murderous intent flickered and disappeared, it seems that some people can't wait to take her life.

  Anyway, everyone has already come out, it's good to stroll around everywhere, whether she buys clothes or not is unimportant, what matters is that she needs to buy a few sets of clothes for each of the three girls.

  "Hehe, Miss, it seems like something's happening over there. So many people are blocking the way. Want to go take a look?" Hua'er stretched her neck and stood on tiptoes looking in that direction.

  "Stretching their necks like a giraffe, it's better to take a closer look." Leng Ziyue pinched Hua'er's cheek with a playful face, she really didn't know that this little girl's curiosity was so heavy.

  Xia Hua covered her mouth and giggled, while Hua Er's face turned bright red with embarrassment. She stomped her feet and ran away, shouting "Miss, you're bullying me..."

  "Master, my young mistress has taken a liking to you and hopes...hopes to marry you." On the broken bridge, a maid in a green jacket blocked Baili Chunxuan's path, holding a golden hairpin in each hand.

  In the old days of Guiyang, there was a custom where if an unmarried woman met a man she liked on the street, she could instruct her maid to give him a gift. If the man agreed, both sides would arrange for a matchmaker to facilitate their marriage.

  "Get out." The two words, thick with murderous intent, slipped out from the rose-colored, sensual thin lips. Under the jade mask, Baili Chuan Yun's entire body emitted a chilling aura, as if he wanted to freeze someone to death.

  He was walking along just fine when he unfortunately ran into a woman who didn't know how to read people's expressions and behavior, believe it or not, he slapped her.

  The maid in the green dress swallowed hard, her frail body trembling as she nearly fell into the icy river. Her big black and white eyes looked towards the young lady on the other side of the bridge, unsure whether to advance or retreat.

  Only to see that the young lady in pink silk brocade, with a beauty of nineteen, gave a glance to her maid, and then lowered her head shyly, she was pleased with him, even without seeing his face.

  "Master, if you were to take a wife, my young mistress would be willing to become your concubine." Bi Yi's maid persisted tirelessly, determined not to let Bai Li Chen Yuan leave.

  She hung her head, staring at her toes, she really didn't dare to look into his eyes, it was so scary, as if he wanted to strangle her neck.

  The onlookers grew in number, the women's eyes fixed on Baili Chenguang were filled with curiosity, while the men's eyes fixed on him were filled with jealousy.

  You said that a man who is so ugly he doesn't even dare to show his face, can actually get the attention of such a beautiful and delicate girl, how come they don't have such good fortune.

  "Get out!" The repeated warnings made Bi Yi's maid tremble with fear, but she didn't retreat a single step. Unable to bear it any longer, Bai Li Chen Xuan raised his sleeve, accompanied by a deafening "Ah——" scream that pierced the air.

  Digression

  Mumu da, yan yao yue piao, wu wu ～～～～

  Translation:

  Mumu da, Yan wants a monthly ticket, wu wu ～～～～

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