C23 (1/2)

”Young Master Soong, the Fifth Prince has something he wants to speak with you about.” A waiter's voice came from outside the door.

Soong Yiqing did not understand, and turned to look at Feng Linyuan suspiciously, after thinking of something, his face distorted.

However, Feng Linyuan smiled, endured the coughing and called out softly: ”Liufeng, come over here and sit.” The white wolf named ”Liufeng” turned around and looked at Feng Linyuan, and then retracted its imposing manner and returned to his side.

”Can I not see it?” Soong Yiqing looked at Feng Linyuan and said softly.

But before Feng Linyuan could reply, the door had already been pushed open.

Soong Yiqing looked at the man and woman who walked in. The youth in the azure robe walked in front, his face carrying a polite smile. When his eyes met Feng Linyuan, they paused for a moment, ”I didn't know Marquis Dingyuan was here, so I presume I have to trouble you.”

Bai Zheng, who was following behind, raised her head and looked at the man sitting beside the furnace.

He wore a moon-white robe, his slightly pale complexion was elegant and refined, and he had a noble and noble bearing, as if he was born with it.

A black mask made of unknown material hung on the right side of his face, covering half of his face. However, it gave off a mysterious feeling, even though there were sinister scars underneath.

He sat there with a warm expression, but he had an aura that made people unable to look up at him. It was impossible to tell that he was not feeling well, or that he had just gotten sick.

There was one type of person that did not need luxurious jade or powerful guards. As long as he was there, he was an existence that towered over everyone.

Dingyuan? Bai Zheng searched through her memories, but didn't have any impression of this person.

In the past, Bai Zheng only focused on Chu Feng and did not understand the various powers and powers in the Great Zhou. However, looking at the faces of the people at the entrance and the medicine chest belonging to the old uncle beside him, it seemed that this Marquis Dingyuan had contracted some sort of serious illness.

Bai Zheng was still pondering when she heard Feng Linyuan's gentle voice. ”Fifth Prince, since you're here to look for the Young Master Soong, do you need me to make a room for you?”

”No need!” Soong Yiqing anxiously shouted.

”You can't!” the uncle shouted.

”No need!” Feng Jingyi waved his hands, ”It's not good to move Marquis Dingyuan's body. Why don't you invite Young Master Soong to my room for a chat?”

Soong Yiqing looked at Feng Linyuan with grief and muttered, ”I'll go, I'll go.”

Bai Zheng watched everything with interest. It was only when Soong Yiqing stood up did she realise that the man dressed in red was the Soong Family cultivator she was looking for. She smiled kindly at Soong Yiqing.

Unexpectedly, Soong Yiqing turned his face away and did not reply.

Feng Jingyi brought the two into his private room, and after introducing them to each other, he said: ”I have yet to greet Prince, I will go over now, both of you take a seat.” As he spoke, he left the room.

Seeing that Feng Jingyi had understood the situation and was about to leave, Bai Zheng sipped on her tea in satisfaction.

Seeing that Soong Yiqing did not say a word and did not want to bother with his, a sense of doubt arose in his heart. Why did Soong Yiqing seem to reject his ever since he met his?