Return of the Phoenix Lady

Taking advantage of the few days left before the entrance exams, Han Xing has been staying in the room prepared by Shui Luochen - refining equipment.

Taking out the black iron ore and the black colorful crystal ore, Han Xing planned to use them to make a refining furnace, and then use the remaining materials to refine some weapons.

"Master! It's time for dinner!" Yingchen, as usual, summoned Hanxing to dinner, feeling a pang of heartache. The young master, though a woman, was every bit as capable as a man, her talent and cultivation surpassing even the most ordinary. At such a young age, she had to endure the pain of losing a loved one. She smiled happily in front of everyone, yet secretly shed tears late at night. She trained herself tirelessly, fearless of hardship and pain, simply to acquire the strength to protect those she cared about. Who else in the world could compare to a woman like the young master?

Thinking it was the same as before, I closed the door tightly and was about to continue accompanying the young master here, but then the door opened.

"Huh? Yingchen, you're here! Just in time, I need to talk to you!" After saying that, he pulled the still stunned Yingchen into the house. The house was a mess, with ores and materials scattered everywhere. Only the area around the transparent refining furnace in the middle was relatively clean.

Han Xing familiarly avoided the obstacles and came to the table full of broken swords and started searching. After a while, a shiny black and intact long sword was found.

"Here!" Han Xing handed the sword to Ying Chen.

"Is this... for me?" Ying Chen looked at the sword in disbelief, then turned to look at Han Xing.

"Yes! I saw that you didn't have any suitable weapons. Thinking that you were good at fighting, I made a sword for you. However, this is my first time to refine a weapon. The previous ones were not successful. This one is the best. Although it is just a low-level holy weapon, you are not allowed to despise it!" Han Xing blinked her beautiful eyes and looked at Ying Chen with a smile.

Yingchen looked at Han Xing with a deep, complex gaze that made her feel a little embarrassed. "Uh... what's wrong? No..." Before Han Xing could finish, she was carefully embraced by a pair of large hands. Yingchen's scent instantly filled her nostrils. With his chin resting on Han Xing's shoulder, he affirmed, "No, I like it very much!" A feeling of being cherished arose spontaneously, and Yingchen was overwhelmed by a sudden sense of satisfaction. All the previous unpleasantness disappeared without a trace.

Han Xing rested quietly in Ying Chen's arms, listening to his accelerating heartbeat and feeling the warmth emanating from him. Han Xing's emotional intelligence was quite normal, and she could sense his feelings for her, but now was not the time for romantic intimacy. Her enemies had not yet been retaliated, and her strength was not yet strong enough to protect those she wished to protect. She did not want to engage in romantic discussions yet.

Gently pushing away the warm embrace, Han Xing smiled softly and looked at Ying Chen and said, "As long as you like it!"

Yingchen stared at Han Xing's eyes, as if trying to find the slightest proof of her affection. But who was Han Xing? How could someone else read her inner thoughts? He lowered his eyes in disappointment, then quickly raised his head again, smiled brightly at Han Xing, and said, "Thank you, Xing'er!"

This expressionless man actually smiled. Yingchen's smile is definitely a rare commodity. Han Xing's mood suddenly became very good when she heard the familiar name. She suddenly said, "Yingchen, just call me Xing'er from now on! I haven't heard this name for a long time. I miss it so much!" Han Xing narrowed her watery pupils slightly, and tiny lights flickered in her eyes. She looked at Yingchen with a smile of enjoyment on her face.

"Okay!" Unexpectedly, Yingchen did not refuse this time, but accepted it with pleasure.

"Okay, let's recognize our master by dropping blood on him!" Han Xing handed the sword to Ying Chen.

"Hmm!" The sharp sword edge passed through the fingertips, and blood flowed on the sword like a thin snake. After a while, a faint blue light gradually appeared on the black sword body, and then gradually deepened until the light covered the original black sword body.

It turns out Yingchen is of water attribute! Han Xing originally thought he was of ice attribute and was always cold to people, but unexpectedly, he turned out to be such a gentle attribute.

"Han'er! Han'er! You finally opened the door! Why have you been staying in your room these days? Oh my God! Why is your room so spectacular!" Shui Luochen looked at Han Xing's "spectacular" room with surprise.

Han Xing had heard his footsteps long ago, so before he came in, he had already put the black iron ore and the black crystal ore into the silver chain. Before Ying Chen could react, he tapped somewhere on the sword, and the once majestic longsword instantly softened, becoming a black belt.

"Huh? Yingchen, what are you holding? A piece of cloth? What do you want to do?" Shui Luochen noticed the conspicuous black belt at a glance and asked curiously.

"This is the belt I gave him." As he said this, he picked up the black belt and tied it around his waist.

"Han'er, why are you so partial? You gave it to him and not to me. Look, my belt has faded. Why don't you give me one too? How about it?" Shui Luochen said as he pulled up the golden belt around his waist. He was lying with his eyes open. Look! There was no sign of fading at all. It was so shiny, it must be new.

"Let's talk about it when we have time! By the way, is there something you want to talk to me about?" Han Xing said lightly.

"Oh! If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten. You see, since you came to the Holy City, you have been staying in your room. People who don't know you would think you are a lady in seclusion!" After being rolled his eyes by Han Xing, he continued with a playful smile: "Your clothes don't seem to fit you anymore, so I want to take you to the best ready-to-wear store here to buy a few sets so that you can look more respectable in the academy in the future."

Han Xing then noticed that her clothes were obviously too small, nodded in understanding, and said, "Okay! Then let's go buy them!"

Three handsome men walked into "Yirenfang" under the fiery gazes of the crowd.

"What kind of clothes would you like to buy?" A woman approached the three of them. She was wearing a long, pale blue brocade dress embroidered with white plum blossoms. A white brocade belt cinched her slender waist, almost too delicate to be grasped. Her jet-black hair was tied into a bun, adorned only with a white jade hairpin embroidered with plum blossoms. A few playful strands of her hair had escaped the binder and dangled down her cheeks. Despite her simplicity, her look was fresh and elegant.

Han Xing raised his eyes, chuckled and said, "Miss, do you think I am suitable for clothes of different styles?" Unexpectedly, she still came, not to mention the others.

"Sir, please follow me in." The woman's gentle voice was so comfortable to hear.

"Qiaoyi, go and get those clothes." "Yes!" The woman named Qiaoyi looked here in surprise and went to get the clothes obediently.

"The girl is so beautiful. I wonder if I can get to know her." Han Xing was bored and idle.

"No, no, haha! I am Yirou, you are joking, sir. No matter how beautiful Yirou is, she cannot compare to you!" Yirou smiled softly with her hands covering her lips, looking at Han Xing with a deep smile.

"Sister Rou, the clothes are here." Qiaoyi took out a few practical and unpretentious clothes and placed them in front of Han Xing.

"Are you satisfied, sir?"

"Satisfied! Of course I am satisfied! These are the ones I want."

"Han'er, are you sure you want these? Don't you want to take another look? There are many other nice clothes! These ones are just average in my opinion!" Shui Luochen frowned slightly and looked at Han Xing, then whispered, "You're not interested in that Yi Rou, are you?"

Han Xing didn't know whether to laugh or cry after hearing this. After a while, he said, "Don't overthink it. These clothes are to my liking. I'll take them."

"But..." Shui Luochen wanted to persuade her a few more times, but was interrupted by Han Xing, "Pay the money! We still have other things to buy!"

"Oh!" Shui Luochen paid the money reluctantly. Seeing Han Xing and Yi Rou flirting with each other, he immediately felt unhappy. Thinking about how he actually gave money to his love rival, he felt so cowardly!

"The clothes have been bought! Let's go!" Shui Luochen urged dissatisfiedly.

Yi Rou glanced at Shui Luochen, winked at Han Xing ambiguously, and said softly, "Sir, welcome back next time!"

"Of course!" Han Xing rolled his eyes and replied.

"Let's go!" Shui Luochen felt a little regretful. He really shouldn't have brought Han'er here. Look! He even found a love rival for himself. o（︶︿︶）o