Evil Emperor Loves the Crap Consort/C997 You Seem to be Very Happy When You See Me Being Pestered by Them!
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Evil Emperor Loves the Crap Consort/C997 You Seem to be Very Happy When You See Me Being Pestered by Them!
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C997 You Seem to be Very Happy When You See Me Being Pestered by Them!

Feng Yu felt guilty. She coughed and walked to Bei Mingchen to protect him from the women.

“Beautiful ladies, my brother was severely injured not long ago. He is very weak right now. He needs to rest. We appreciate your kindness. I hope you won’t disturb my brother. Please let him rest. Thank you for your cooperation.”

The women all looked away from Feng Yu to look at Bei Mingchen. They felt sorry for him. They cared about him one by one and then left.

Although they left, they didn’t go far. They could see Bei Mingchen with their eyes.

Feng Yu felt relieved. She sat down next to Bei Mingchen. She looked at him and saw his face was stinky. He looked gloomy and scary.

She said with a smile, “Bei Mingchen, this is a blessing for many men. What’s wrong with you?”

Bei Mingchen snorted. He raised his eyes and looked at her coldly. “I don’t care. Why? You seem to be happy that I am being harassed by them.”

Feng Yu…

Well, this man was angry. She would say something wrong. So, she should just shut her mouth.

“Why are you not talking?”

The cold voice sounded again. Feng Yu felt troubled. It seemed that she couldn’t escape from this trouble.

She braced herself and said, “It’s not like that. They have a lot of people, and I can’t expose my strength, so they pushed me away…”

As she said that, her voice became softer and softer until she couldn’t hear it anymore. Even she couldn’t believe her own words.

The atmosphere was in an incomparably torturous silence…

“Miss Yu…”

Suddenly, Feng Jin’s gentle voice sounded in her ears. Feng Yu instantly turned around and saw Feng Jin holding an exquisite golden kettle in her hand as she slowly walked towards her.

She excitedly replied and quickly stood up, “Young Master Feng.”

Feng Jin looked at her with a gentle expression as he handed over the kettle in his hand and said, “It must be hard on you. You must be thirsty. Drink some water and rest. We’re about to continue our journey.”

Feng Yu looked at the golden kettle in his hand as if she was looking at a hot potato. She really couldn’t decide whether she should accept it or not.

Feng Jin looked at her conflicted expression and felt that she was extremely cute. He smiled and twisted the lid of the kettle before handing it over again.

“Don’t worry. This kettle is new. I’ve never used it before.”

Feng Yu silently let out a sigh of relief. Her impression of Feng Jin became better and better. This man was quite gentlemanly.

She smiled and before she could reach out, a big hand suddenly reached out from her side and unceremoniously grabbed the kettle.

“Thank you.”

A cold and emotionless voice sounded.

Feng Yu and Feng Jin turned their heads in shock. They were stunned to see the handsome man holding the kettle with his right hand. He raised his head slightly and the water in the kettle flowed out. Half of it was drunk by him, and the other half flowed into his neck through the corner of his mouth.

Such a handsome man. Such a beautiful scene…

Only when there was not a single drop of water left in the kettle did Beiming Chen lightly throw the kettle toward Feng Jin. Feng Jin reached out and caught the kettle.

Beiming Chen looked deeply at Feng Jin. That gaze was like a bottomless abyss, causing Feng Jin to feel a chill in her heart.

That feeling was as if she was being stared at by an ancient beast.

He calmed himself down and looked at Beiming Chen in a probing manner. However, the man turned around calmly and sat down under the tree. He closed his eyes gently.

Feng Yu looked at Beiming Chen who was resting with his eyes closed and then looked at Feng Jin who was looking at him with a probing gaze. She coughed awkwardly and had the thought of dragging Beiming Chen out and beating him to death in her heart.

This man was purely here to cause trouble.

The corner of her mouth curled into an awkward smile. She silently blocked Beiming Chen behind her and blocked Feng Jin’s probing gaze.

“Young Master Feng, I’m really sorry. My brother is seriously injured and is very weak now. He is also thirsty and his body is very uncomfortable. That’s why he stole your kettle. I hope you don’t mind.”

Feng Jin came back to his senses. When he looked at Feng Yu, he had already returned to his usual gentle expression. He smiled brightly and looked extremely calm.

“Miss Yu, you’re too polite. Since it’s your brother and he’s not feeling well, I won’t argue with him. Besides, this pot of water was originally meant for you.”

Feng Yu lowered her head and said politely, “No matter what, I have to thank you for your forgiveness.”

This man’s cultivation was really good. If it was someone else, they would probably be angry if Beiming Chen was so rude.

Feng Yu suddenly regretted using him. However, when she thought about Long Zixuan, the regret in her heart was quickly suppressed.

Her top priority was to find Long Zixuan. As for the others, she would think about it after she found Long Zixuan.

Feng Jin smiled and shook his head. He said, “Miss Yu, I still don’t know how to call your brother.”

Hearing this, Feng Yu subconsciously turned her head to look at Beiming Chen. However, she saw that he seemed to not have heard her and his eyes were still closed.

Her throat moved as she said, “My brother is called Yu Chen.”

This was a name that had been planned beforehand.

“Yu Chen…” Feng Jin smiled and said, “What a good name.”

Feng Yu’s eyes turned slightly. She said calmly, “Young Master Feng, I want to ask you something. Can I?”

“Speak.”

Feng Jin raised his eyebrows and smiled as he looked at her.

“About that…” Feng Yu lowered her voice and said with a guilty tone, “I heard that the Flower Saintess of the Hundred Blossom Martial School is extremely talented and she is as beautiful as Luo Xue in the Northern Spiritual Province…”

“I’ve always wanted to see the beauty of the Flower Saintess. Unfortunately, I never had the chance. Young Master Feng, is the Flower Saintess in the Hundred Blossom Martial School now?”

When Feng Yu said the last sentence, her heart tightened and she was so nervous that she almost couldn’t breathe.

“So you want to see the Flower Saintess?”

Feng Jin smiled and felt that the girl in front of her was extremely interesting.

Feng Yu immediately nodded and said, “That’s right, Young Master Feng. Is the Flower Saintess in the sect?”

“Yes…”

Feng Jin nodded and said, “The Flower Saintess has returned to the sect for more than ten days. However, she seems to be cultivating in seclusion. Other than the Sect Leader and Senior Brother Mu Ling, only the Sect Leader has seen her.”

Feng Yu’s heart instantly relaxed and she couldn’t suppress her excitement.

[Did she really return to the Hundred Blossom Martial School?]

[Is she really bold enough to bring Long Zixuan, who was being chased by the six great sects, back to such a dangerous place?]

[Does she really believe that the most dangerous place is the safest place?]

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