Chapter 227: Chapter 186: The Gathering of Geniuses! Su Changqing’s Fury! _2
"Oh, the lady..."
Chang Qing suddenly heard a tinkling laugh by his ear, along with that charming and smiling face.
A hint of nostalgia appeared in his eyes, then he waved his hand, giving a light laugh as he refused,
"No need, thank you for your kindness, Brother Zhou."
If it were other matters, Chang Qing might have some interest.
But as for the lady...
After that delicate Li Flower appeared, it was difficult for him to accommodate anyone else in his heart.
"Haha, indeed, Brother Chang Qing has his mind set on the greater path, how could he be entangled in these romantic affairs."
Zhou Yu laughed, then excused himself, "Please wait a moment, Brother, I have to handle some family matters."
Upon saying that, he turned to look at Zhou Tong, his smile fading as he spoke coldly,
"Put him in the Supreme Court, notify Prince Gong, without my permission, Zhou Tong is not to step outside the Supreme Court even half a step."
"All other personnel, put them in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment, await further orders."
Zhou Tong’s expression was unreadable, slumped to the side, covered in blood.
The powerful figures from the residence were fearful and at a loss.
Even more frightened was the Pavilion Master standing to the side.
Seeing Zhou Yu’s gaze, the Pavilion Master knelt before Chang Qing with a thud.
"Young Hero, spare me, it was my oversight, leading to this incident."
"Please accept this spatial ring, as a token of apology from my pavilion."
Looking at the trembling Pavilion Master, holding up the ring with both hands, Chang Qing hesitated,
"Well..."
Zhou Yu, seeing this, gave a satisfied look at the Pavilion Master, then said with a smile, "Brother, take it, or he won’t be able to sleep well later."
Chang Qing was not a stubborn person, upon hearing this, he chuckled lightly and accepted the ring.
"Haha, allow me to lead the way for Brother."
Zhou Yu laughed out loud before leading Chang Qing straight to the gathering of the talented.
But as they were leaving, Zhou Tong’s weak, aggrieved voice transmitted,
"Third Prince... I accept the punishment for my wrongdoings, but could you tell me, what is this person’s origin?"
Zhou Yu glanced at Zhou Tong expressionlessly, transmitting back faintly,
"You only need to know that if his elders come, even to overturn Zixiao Country, my father would have to watch."
With that said, Zhou Yu turned and left the pavilion swiftly.
Zhou Tong, upon hearing this, no more showed any grievance in his eyes, only the fear that shook him like a sieve.
...
Celestial Fate City, Qilin Mansion.
This mansion, established specially by Zixiao Country for the talented youngsters of the nation, was only opened for grand events in previous years.
But due to the Liu family’s banquet, various talented youngsters gathered, leading Zixiao Country to open it specially in these days.
The mansion covered wide grounds, within stood pavilions and courtyards, countless terraces and waterside pavilions, the scenery was beautiful and harmonious.
At this moment in a large courtyard deep within the mansion, many young talents of extraordinary temperament had gathered.
"Haha, Brother Zhao’s cultivation is remarkable, but as for music, better not embarrass yourself."
"Huh, where could you be better? Compared to Fairy Dream, you’re far off."
"That’s naturally so, Fairy Dream’s music is of such elegance, perhaps only Brother Chu can match it..."
Talented individuals gathered, the laughter never ceased, appearing harmonious, yet seemed to be competing in secret.
Moreover, during their conversation, they would intentionally or unintentionally glance at a woman up front.
The woman wore a purple dress, her face like a blossoming peach in spring dew, lips like cherries without rouge.
Her dark hair flowed like ink, eyes like spring water, the coy and enchanting glance capable of capturing every man’s soul.
The woman did nothing much, but her every move seemed to tug at the heartstrings of all present.
"Miss, have you found anyone to your liking?"
Jin’er looked at her mistress, softly smiling as she said, "I find that Chu Ze is quite good."
"Born of the hidden Chu family, of noble status, with considerable strength, and very skilled in the music Miss likes."
She then looked at another person, "Young Master Feng is not bad either, although not skilled in music, but his calligraphy and painting are superb, well matching Miss’s interests."
As Fairy Dream’s close maid, Jin’er knew well her mistress’s purpose in this trip.
To find an ideal husband.
Her mistress was already twenty-four this year, if she didn’t decide quickly, the celestial allure within might be hard to suppress.
When leaving, the Sect Leader specially reminded her to help choose, striving to set the choice this time.
"Is there any difference between the two?"
Fairy Dream’s starry eyes scanned through, seeing those fervent gazes, she sighed softly,
"These people are no different; they don’t love me, just my appearance."
Jin’er smiled at this, "Who wouldn’t love Miss’s appearance?"
"Not just these men, even as a woman, my heart would be moved."
Fairy Dream shook her head, smiling lightly without saying much.
Today these men might love her for her beauty, but tomorrow they would shift their affections to a more beautiful person.
The choice of a lifelong partner is crucial, someone who will accompany you for life.
Simple beauty will eventually tire; she needed a soul’s connection, shared interests, and enduring companionship.
The requirement wasn’t high, but due to her stunning beauty, her own personality was often overlooked.
These men would never refuse her, always accommodating and flattering.
This feeling to her was extremely dull.
"Miss, you have to choose someone eventually."
Jin’er sighed helplessly, "Would you just wait without control until you randomly pick a man?"
"Why not?"
Fairy Dream looked into the distance, murmuring softly,
"If I truly can’t find someone I love, then I’ll just find a man who is utterly vile."
"Afterwards, I’ll kill him, and I’ll still be me, but remain unmarried for life."
Jin’er, hearing this, was shocked, "Miss, you..."