Chapter 5 - Senior-apprentice Brother Mei-jie
Bai Li frowned, she shook her head, and squinted to see the man in green.
A handsome man with black hair as black as ink, a picturesque appearance, a jade-like face, and a body as round as a jade tree, who was extremely handsome and refined, was definitely not inferior to Murong Xun.
This person's name was Xue Qingyan, and was the young duke from the House of Marquis An Ping. He was also grandfather Bai Lier's last disciple, and was one of the few people in the world who treated her very well.
"Li'er …"
Xue Qingyan knelt on one knee, took off his outer robes, and draped it over her.
"Sorry, I'm late?"
Looking at the bloody hole on Bai Li's forehead, Xue Qingyan's deep eyes were filled with pain.
Feeling Xue Qingyan's sincerity, Bai Li felt warm in his heart.
As an orphan in her previous life, she had always been aloof and aloof, unsociable, and without friends, she had never experienced true love. Yet, in her current life, as a fool, there were actually people who treated her sincerely. How could this not make her feel warm?
"Xue Qingyan."
A furious and delicate voice sounded. The two of them turned to look at each other at the same time.
This was really a narrow path for enemies.
Bai Li looked at the three in front of him coldly.
"It's really you? What are you doing? "
The sharp voice caused Xue Qingyan to frown.
As if he didn't hear Murong Lingshan's words, Xue Qingyan gently hugged Bai Li.
Murong Lingshan stared at Bai Li in jealousy, he almost wanted to lie in Xue Qingyan's arms with him.
Murong Xun was also sullen, his face full of displeasure, but Puyang Bingwei looked like he was watching a good show.
"Hua'er, tell Big Brother Xue who bullied you."
Xue Qingyan's deep eyes swept coldly over the three people in front of him.
Hearing Xue Qingyan's words, Murong Lingshan was so angry that his chest was trembling.
"What do you mean? Clearly, it was this fool … "
Two pairs of bloodthirsty eyes shot over at the same time. Murong Lingshan couldn't help but shudder.
Recalling the feeling of suffocation from before, Murong Lingshan immediately shrank back and said with a flushed face, "It was she who did not know his place and stole from the brothels …"
"Please be careful with what you say, eighth princess."
Before Murong Lingshan could finish his words, he was interrupted by Xue Qingyan.
"My daughter's heart is simple. I'm afraid she doesn't have the same exquisite mind as the eighth princess, and she doesn't know how to steal from a brothel."
"You …"
Murong Lingshan looked at Xue Qingyan with a wronged expression, his bright and beautiful eyes shining with tears.
What did he mean? What did she mean by not having her exquisite heart? Did that fool really not know how to steal people from brothels? Did he think that she understood?
What was so good about that fool? It was worth it for him to protect her this way.
Bai Li suddenly wanted to laugh, this Xue Qingyan was really protective, but he was similar to her in this aspect.
Looking at the proud expression on Bai Li's face, a light flashed across her eyes.
"Little Marquis Lord is so eloquent, it's just that it's not appropriate for you to hug white girl like this, after all, white girl has an engagement with him."
The Cloud View Continent was not an ancient era where males were above females, so naturally, it did not matter if the male or female was generous. It was just that, as a woman who was engaged to be married, she could not be like an ordinary woman who would hug and cuddle with other men on the streets, especially when she was with her fiancé.
Murong Xun's entire face immediately turned green, as he glared at Bai Li and Xue Qingyan with fiery eyes. It was a pity that neither Bai Li nor Xue Qingyan had taken a glance in his direction.
Xue Qingyan did not let Bai Li go because of this, but instead asked in a gentle tone, "I heard that after the main marriage ceremony for the State of Blue Mirage next month, will the Second Princess still not return to pay respects to the new Queen?"
Being kicked in pain, Puyang Bingwei's face instantly turned cold.
"I don't need the young duke to worry about my Blue Mirage Country."
Xue Qingyan sneered, the corner of his lips did not feel warm at all.
"Since the princess is so worried about me and my junior sister, this marquis will naturally treat you with respect."
"You …"
Puyang Bingwei's beautiful face instantly flushed red, she clenched her fists tightly, and her long fingernails dug deep into her palms.
Xue Qingyan, right? She, Puyang Bingwei, would remember.