Quick Transmigration: Cannon Fodder's Daily Rise to Power and Face-Slapping

Chapter 209 Slapping the Arrogant Crown Prince in the Face 2



Chapter 209 Slapping the Arrogant Crown Prince in the Face 2

The next afternoon, Leng Yuexing was reading in his room when Nuannuan ran in and said, "Young Master, Mother says that distinguished guests are coming and asks you to go to the back building to prepare."

"I understand." Leng Yuexing put down her book, then got up and followed Nuannuan out of the room.

The small buildings behind Qingfeng Tower are mostly built along the water, looking like palaces on the water.

Each building is made of exquisite wood and stone carvings, with every detail meticulously crafted. The roof is covered with glazed tiles that shimmer with colorful light under the sun, making them exceptionally dazzling.

Nuan Nuan led Leng Yuexing to the small building in the middle, bowed, and then turned and left.

Before he came, his mother specifically instructed him to leave as soon as possible after dropping off the young master.

Leng Yuexing walked into the small building. At this time, the building was empty. On the left side of the hall, near the window, there was a guqin (a traditional Chinese stringed instrument), which was made of fine material.

After pondering for a moment, Leng Yuexing walked to the guqin and sat down, gently stroking the strings.

He hadn't touched a musical string in a long time. In his original world, besides cultivating, he would occasionally play the zither.

It took him a long time to go from stumbling and fumbling at the beginning to becoming proficient at it, and now he doesn't know if he has forgotten everything.

Following the sheet music in his memory, he placed his hands on the strings and began to play, gradually regaining his former touch.

Dongfang Ye heard the sound of a zither coming from the small building.

The music was melodious and soothing, a feeling of transcendence from the mundane world. Dongfang Ye felt that this music should not appear in this place of pleasure, but should appear in a Taoist temple.

He closed his eyes and listened intently for a while. Only when the music slowly faded away did he step into the small building.

When Leng Yuexing was halfway through playing, he noticed someone listening to his music. After hearing the footsteps of the person approaching, he looked up and headed towards the door.

The man who walked in was dressed in white, with a handsome appearance and elegant demeanor.

His head was adorned with a white jade hair crown, from which two white ribbons hung, making him appear like an immortal descending to earth.

This is not the crown prince...

Leng Yuexing instantly realized that this person was not the Crown Prince. He felt that this person was more like the Imperial Preceptor Dongfang Ye mentioned in the official gazette.

When Dongfang Ye saw Leng Yuexing sitting by the zither, a look of amazement flashed in his eyes.

He had never seen a man so stunningly beautiful and alluring.

The moment he saw him, his soul seemed to hum softly, and an impulse to possess him surged up, making his head spin and leaving him standing there blankly.

From Leng Yuexing's perspective, Dongfang Ye's expression was cold and stern, like an ancient iceberg radiating chills, making one feel cold just by looking at him.

Leng Yuexing originally intended to wait for the Crown Prince to arrive, hoping to use the opportunity of contact with the Crown Prince to find out the reason why they wanted to kill him. Unexpectedly, she met the Imperial Advisor Dongfang Ye first.

Leng Yuexing was unaware of Dongfang Ye's current mood. He slowly stood up and then walked slowly towards Dongfang Ye.

Standing a step away from Dongfang Ye, he cupped his hands and said, "Leng Yuexing greets you, young master. May I ask if you have lost your way?"

"My name is Dongfang Ye. I have come here to find someone," Dongfang Ye said, bowing in return. His voice was cold and devoid of any warmth.

Leng Yuexing smiled slightly, a smile as alluring and captivating as a blooming poppy.

"So it's the Imperial Advisor. May I ask who you are looking for? Perhaps I can help you find them."

“A person whose element is fire,” Dongfang Ye said simply.

The person Dongfang Ye is looking for, whose element is fire, is someone whose fate he calculated yesterday to be connected with his own. He calculated that he and that person have been destined to be together for many lifetimes, and he wants to find him as soon as possible in this life.

The moment he saw Leng Yuexing, he knew for sure that she was the person he was looking for.

Leng Yuexing chuckled softly, "I wonder what the characteristics of the person the Grand Preceptor is looking for are?"

Dongfang Ye gazed into Leng Yuexing's shimmering eyes and whispered, "That person has an unparalleled face, one who can forget the mundane world upon seeing it."

Leng Yuexing laughed and said, "Qingfeng Tower is full of beauties. If that's all I can do, I'm afraid I can't help the Grand Preceptor find that person."

Even if Leng Yuexing knew what kind of person Dongfang Ye was looking for, he wouldn't tell him what he knew until he understood Dongfang Ye's purpose.

Dongfang Ye wanted to continue speaking, but the voice of the madam of Qingfeng Tower rang out behind him.

"My esteemed guest, Leng Yuexing is already waiting for you in the small building. This way, please." The madam's voice was full of flattery.

Upon hearing this, Leng Yuexing and Dongfang Ye turned around and looked out of the small building.

At this moment, on the small bridge leading to the small building, the madam was leading a man dressed in black into the building. Behind him were dozens of soldiers in armor, as if afraid that others would not know his noble status.

As they approached the small building, the madam and Prince Gongsun Jing saw Leng Yuexing and Dongfang Ye standing at the entrance.

The madam hurried a few steps, then straightened herself toward Dongfang Ye, saying, "I wonder if you've gotten lost and ended up here. Please forgive my inconvenience; I'll have someone take you to the small building next door right away."

As the madam spoke, she glanced at Leng Yuexing discreetly. Leng Yuexing shook her head casually, and the madam finally felt relieved.

Dongfang Ye glanced at the meek madam, then at the Crown Prince Gongsun Jing behind her, and said coldly, "It's nothing. I heard the music and wanted to see who was playing it, so I came here."

Crown Prince Gongsun Jing stepped forward and glanced at Dongfang Ye. "Dongfang Ye, Leng Yuexing is waiting for me in the small building, not for you. This is none of your business. You'd better leave as soon as possible."

Dongfang Ye cupped his hands and said, "Greetings, Your Highness. However, I had a very pleasant conversation with Yuexing and do not intend to leave." Dongfang Ye said with his eyelids slightly closed.

"Dongfang Ye! How dare you! You know I am the Crown Prince, yet you still dare to try and steal someone from me?" the Crown Prince shouted.

Leng Yuexing watched the two of them with utter boredom. Today, he had originally intended to trick the Crown Prince into revealing information. If he hadn't been unable to determine who the outsider was, he would have simply followed the organization's rules and killed the Crown Prince, and this pointless drama wouldn't have unfolded.

The madam looked at the furious crown prince and the extremely calm imperial advisor beside her, and then glanced at Leng Yuexing, who was idly playing with her fingers. In an instant, the madam's head was spinning.

She had seen many similar incidents at Qingfeng Tower, but this was the first time she had dealt with a conflict between two people of such high status and power.

She cleared her throat and said in a fawning tone, "Please calm down, gentlemen. We at Yuexing only have wine and tea to offer our guests today. If you don't mind, would you please move inside?"

Upon hearing this, the Crown Prince glanced at Dongfang Ye, then snorted coldly and walked into the small building first.

Dongfang Ye turned to Leng Yuexing and said, "Please."

Leng Yuexing nodded, and then followed Dongfang Ye into the small building.

The madam wiped the cold sweat from her forehead behind them, looking at Leng Yuexing who remained composed, her heart filled with admiration and emotion.

The crown prince entered the small building and sat down on the tall chair in the middle.

After Leng Yuexing entered, he said loudly, "What tune did Dongfang Ye just hear you play? Now play it for me too."

Leng Yuexing naturally didn't want to play the zither for such an arrogant prince. In this world, apart from his lover, there was no one who could make him lower himself to play the zither for someone else.

He lowered his eyelids, concealing the coldness in his eyes, and said, "I hope Your Highness will forgive me. My hand was injured while I was playing the zither just now, and I'm afraid I won't be able to play for a while."

Upon hearing this, the Crown Prince looked at Leng Yuexing with a meaningful gaze, "Are you truly injured, or is it that you don't want to be?"

Leng Yuexing's face turned cold. "Your Highness is free to think whatever you want."

No one ever gave Gongsun Jing a hard time. He was the emperor's most beloved prince since he was a child. While other princes could only ask their mothers to hold them, he could stay in his father's arms and suffer from the envious and jealous looks of the other princes.

He wanted to reprimand Leng Yuexing, but the moment he looked up at her, he was speechless.

Beautiful... so beautiful.

Just then, the setting sun shone through the window into the small building, casting a warm golden glow on Leng Yuexing's profile, making him appear like an immortal with every smile and frown.

“You…” the crown prince murmured.


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