noffsinger Chapter 111 Miss, can you help me?
Chapter 111 Miss, can you help me?
I wondered why she suddenly turned around at this moment!
"Aren't you cold standing at the bow of the boat, Miss?" She swayed her hips, revealing half of her clothes.
He gently stroked her hair, his watery blue eyes seeming to draw her in.
Zhongli Yueluo tilted her head and looked at him, feeling as if there were still seaweed mixed in with his hair.
There were always a few drops of water clinging to her body.
She curled one corner of her lips into a smile: "I think Young Master Miaoqing is probably colder than me."
He took two more steps closer, thinking that it wasn't appropriate to make a move from such a distance.
Moreover, she has now become wary and needs to find another opportunity.
"Oh? Miss, you don't need to be so concerned about me."
“I’m just an insignificant person you rescued. If you talk to me too much, your husbands will get angry.”
At that moment, he glanced sideways and saw Su Fengjun walking out of the cabin.
It seemed like she said it on purpose, as Zhongli Yueluo's eyes first fell on Su Fengjun, but he didn't change at all.
A day has passed, and he seems to be in good condition, but tonight it should be time to feed him blood again.
Su Fengjun always intentionally or unintentionally avoided her gaze, and then stared at Miao Qing's back.
Miao Qing has now walked to Zhongli Yueluo's side, gently tapping her hand on the side of the boat.
He leaned back, tossed his hair with his hand, and stared at her with an ambiguous expression.
"Young Master Miaoqing, why are you following me?" She took a step to the side.
He took another step closer, pretending to twist his ankle and fall into her arms, his hand naturally wrapping around her waist.
"Oh no! I lost my composure!" I thought to myself, if it weren't for the man behind me, I would have jumped in with you!
Zhongli Yueluo pushed him away with some disgust, but he took the opportunity to fall onto the deck, looking pitiful.
He looked up at her and said, "Am I not good enough for Miss? I'm no less handsome than your husbands, and I know how to serve people."
Then he narrowed his eyes, a hint of coldness flashing in them.
She was secretly pleased with herself, thinking that Su Fengjun would definitely misunderstand the two of them, and then no one would help her.
"So what? Saving you was just a small favor, you didn't have to go to such lengths."
She felt nothing and deliberately avoided his blue eyes.
Yin Yi, hiding behind the door, caught a glimpse of the scene and shook his head.
He sighed inwardly, thinking that if their young master had these skills, he would have won over the princess long ago.
Miao Qing got up from the ground and dusted herself off.
Feigning pitifulness, she said, "It seems I have overstepped my bounds. I thought Miss would like it."
Hmph! Now you're pretending to be indifferent, I'll see how long you can keep it up!
Zhongli Yueluo simply stared at the river without answering.
Miao Qing stood a step away from her, thinking of other ways.
Then, a faint mist rose from his hand, which then formed a puddle of water behind Zhongli Yueluo.
It was raining at the time, and the mist, amplified by his magic, was not easily noticed by outsiders.
She turned around, wanting to walk back, and stepped onto the puddle.
As if he had stepped on some kind of lubricant, his body lost its balance and he fell forward, a smirk playing on his lips.
A look of panic crossed his face, and he quickly stepped forward to support her, saying, "Miss, be careful!"
Then, squinting, he thought, "Let's see how you escape from my grasp now!"
She pushed him away with obvious disgust, steadied herself, and straightened her clothes.
Miao Qing was filled with resentment. Impossible! No woman could resist him!
"Don't follow me!" She walked towards Su Fengjun, but only tugged at his sleeve.
Su Fengjun looked at her and said, "Princess, something's not right about this person."
Zhongli Yueluo nodded. Of course she knew something was wrong with him; his purpose in wanting to contact her was too obvious.
Su Fengling appeared silently beside him, a plum blossom dart pressed against his throat.
He showed no fear whatsoever, instead chuckled lightly.
"This young man is jealous. I think your wife likes me quite a bit too."
He had a firm grasp on everyone's mindset.
In that brief time they spent together, he knew that Su Fengling definitely had special feelings for Zhongli Yueluo.
"Your aura feels somewhat familiar!" Plum Blossom Dart pulled back slightly, his eyes narrowed, exuding a dangerous aura.
"Is this your lady's scent?" He gently pushed the plum blossom dart away with his fingers.
There was already a shallow bloodstain on his neck.
Su Fengling snorted coldly, but he quickly dodged two steps away from him.
With his blue eyes darting around, he shouted, "Why is this young man attacking me!"
The sound was so loud that it could almost be heard throughout the entire deck.
Zhongli Yueluo and Su Fengjun turned around as well, which Su Fengling found somewhat amusing. He really wanted to kill him!
If his brother and Yan Ruoyu hadn't repeatedly told him not to take action, and if you hadn't seen his intentions, he would have drowned him in the river long ago!
Zhongli Yueluo and Su Fengling exchanged glances and also found this person annoying and his tea-related ideas too superficial.
Yan Ruoyu came out of the cabin, walked to the two of them, and after exchanging a glance, the four of them connected in thought.
“Princess, please listen to me first. He doesn’t intend to use his good looks to seduce you. Just let him have his way and see what tricks he’s up to.”
Su Fengling glared angrily: "Yan Ruoyu, do you know what you're saying?!"
"Young Master Yan, you are putting the princess in danger!"
"Hehe, sister, say something!" he winked.
"Let's see what he's up to first. Maybe we can get some useful information out of him."
Su Fengling was so angry she almost stomped her foot: "I think my sister has taken a liking to this man. Is he even as good-looking as my brother?"
Zhongli Yuelu shook her head, her cold expression replaced by a lovely smile.
Even his furrowed brows were fake: "Su Fengling, why did you hurt Young Master Miaoqing!"
Su Fengling looked incredulous, crossed her arms over her chest, and raised her chin.
She said indignantly, "Who does he think he is? How dare a man like that get close to my sister!"
Miao Qing burst out laughing: "Sister, how old are you? Still calling me sister, it's hilarious."
He then walked over to her and pointed specifically to his neck.
"Miss, look, your brother is injured. What should we do? It hurts so much." She emphasized the word "brother."
Zhongli Yueluo couldn't stand such a pretentious man either, so she smiled fakely and handed him the medicine.
He seized the opportunity to grab Zhongli Yueluo's hand: "Miss, are you worried about Miaoqing? Could you please help me apply it?"
Su Fengling angrily shouted, "Sister!"
She pulled her hand back; his hand was ice-cold, but she still applied the medicine to his neck.
This surprised him a bit. She had been so cold to him before, so why was she willing to approach him now?
But this is fine too; let's sow discord among them first, and then defeat them one by one.
"He didn't mean to hurt you."
"Oh, it seems Miss really cares about her younger brother! My injury is nothing serious."
His eyes glanced at them again, a triumphant smile spreading across his face.
Su Fengling ignored Miao Qing's sarcastic remarks and instead glared fiercely at Yan Ruoyu.