Chapter 104 Great Qin Princess (2/2)

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Wang Anfeng followed behind Ding Song, heading deeper into the courtyard.This courtyard seemed common and ordinary, but if one looked carefully at those common places, they would see a different landscape, entirely opposite to the scenery seen last year at Liuxu Villa. These details, in the eyes of some, were no different from bricks and tiles, but others could see the stories behind these objects, understanding their value mixed with the profound sense of times long past, something that even a great deal of money could hardly buy. Those of common birth could see the same commonality here. And those from a Noble Clan could see the luxury beneath the simplicity. It was at this moment that he suddenly felt someone looking at him, and when he raised his head, he saw a Daoist nun in a Taoist Robe standing in front of the main house, her sword-like eyebrows reaching her temples, and an aura of sharpness in her appearance, markedly different from ordinary women, who just glanced over him and gave a small bow to Yu Wen before gesturing inside and said, Sёarᴄh the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. "The Princess is inside, please come in." Wang Anfeng was slightly shocked upon hearing these words. He had thought of the identity of the owner of this place, but he hadn't expected it to be a Princess of the Imperial Family. Since he was somewhat prepared, he didn't show any loss of composure, however, just as he was about to step into the room, the Daoist nun suddenly raised her right hand, blocking in front of Wang Anfeng, her expression indifferent, not even looking at him, but simply said, "As the Princess's body is precious, young hero, please lay down your weapons." Wang Anfeng was taken aback for a moment. The woman before him didn't show a trace of killing intent or malice, but Mr. Ying had instructed him before teaching him swordsmanship that he must not part with his longsword. He took a step back, his face apologetic, and folding his hands in salute, he said, "I apologize, Venerable, but my Master has ordered that the sword must not leave my side." "I truly cannot comply with this matter." Upon uttering these words, the young man knew that his actions seemed disrespectful to the other party. The dangers of Jianghu were real, and it was not wrong for members of the Imperial Family to be cautious outside, but he was certainly not prepared to go against his teacher's admonitions. After a brief consideration, he felt it would be better to simply leave, rather than stay and make things difficult for Yu Wen. The Daoist nun's brow furrowed slightly when she noticed the resoluteness in the youth's eyes. She felt that pressuring him might lead him to turn around and leave, ruining the original plans. In her heart, she hesitated, wanting him to go in, but having just announced the rules, to backtrack immediately seemed inappropriate. At this moment, a soft voice came from inside, saying, "It is Mid-Autumn Festival today, and since he's a friend of Qingzhu, I believe he's not a bad person." "Please come in..." Wang Anfeng was slightly startled, and the Daoist nun had already stepped aside, her qi mechanism subtly dispelling Wang Anfeng's intention to leave, without the young man noticing. He bowed to her and stepped into the main house, where he saw a mahogany round table and a woman sitting in the seat of honor. She was dressed in a dark skirt with a Golden Phoenix painted on it, her presence unique, half of her face covered by a light-colored mask. But even the half-exposed face was the most distinctive among the many people he had seen so far, and without exaggeration, her looks and demeanor simply could not be compared to that of the still young Xue Qinshuang. That was an elegance and tranquility emanating from within, after having experienced numerous luxuries. A flash of unusual light passed through the young man's eyes as he approached to pay his respects. In the prime of the Great Qin, although the Confucian Sect was powerful, the Mo Family's doctrine of universal love was equally prevalent, and hierarchies were not overly strict. Since it was a family banquet, he simply greeted her with the respect due to a younger generation and said, "Young Wang Anfeng pays his respects to Her Highness the Princess." Li Wanshun looked at the young man in blue before her, her expression slightly dazed. Almost from the first glance, she had confirmed the young man's identity. Those features, though only somewhat resembling his father, had a temperament that seemed to be ingrained in the bones and was in no way different. Thoughts flashed through her mind and were immediately followed by a complex and indistinct swirl of emotions, churning incessantly and growing more intense. Yet, after all she had been through, no change showed on her face. Or, perhaps, with the young man's current state of mind and experience, he could not perceive the rapid changes in her expression within such a short span of time. Her right hand, slender, was hidden in the wide sleeve with golden patterns, securely gripping a dagger. Her face bore a gentle smile, elegant and gentle, and she softly said, "You are too kind, young hero." "Please, take a seat." Her demeanor was dignified, much like her father, the very image of the noble bearing and pose when the young Master was prompted to stand up in the past. The young man stood and looked at her, clad in blue. It was as if he were part of the scenery of those bygone days. For a moment, time seemed to reverse, and in her trance, Li Wanshun could hardly distinguish whether this was within the Royal Palace of the past, or in a residence in Fufeng County. The only difference was that the young man in blue before her had not blinked at her as had been done in the past. And she was no longer the little child of twelve or thirteen years of age. Li Wanshun's thoughts remained unnoticed, Yu Wen had already taken her seat, and Ding Song, who had just gone out, now led the servants in, placing plates of delicious dishes on the mahogany round table. Yu Wen invited Wang Anfeng to sit beside her, eagerly introducing the dishes. Li Wanshun watched them speak softly and laugh gently, seemingly cordial. Her right hand felt extraordinarily hot, yet when it came into contact with the dagger, the coolness dissipated the heat. Ding Song stood at the doorway, a Guard in Light Armor, with a spear in his right hand and his left hand on his sword.

Chapter 104 Great Qin Princess (2/2)

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