The Princess Cannot Escape: The Cunning Prince Is Not to Be Messed With

Chapter 227 A Beauty Like Jade

“If I’ve made up my mind about something, nothing can stop me,” Yin Quan said, enunciating each word clearly.

Chu Yue nodded, "Since that's the case, then I have nothing more to say. When Li'er comes back later, have her prepare some clothes for you. It's not appropriate for you to be dressed like this in men's clothing."

Yin Quan was overjoyed.

Chu Yue thought for a moment and said, "These two girls haven't come back yet. I don't know what they've been up to. You rest here for a bit, and I'll go find you some clothes that fit."

As Chu Yue got up to rummage through her clothes, Yin Quan's gaze was also fixed on the decorations of the Immortal Moon Pavilion.

I didn't look closely before, but now it seems that the Fairy Moon Pavilion is decorated very beautifully, and the colors are very well matched.

Yin Quan's gaze fell on a painting by the window. When Chu Yue was holding the clothes she had found, she saw Yin Quan standing by the window, gazing at it in a daze.

This is a painting of a beautiful woman standing amidst a hundred flowers, with white clouds swirling in the sky. The woman gazes at the horizon as if looking at something.

The woman in the painting is clearly Chu Yue, but what attracts Yin Quan is not the scene itself, but the signature in the lower right corner.

Ni Shixuan.

Yin Quan then remembered that yesterday, they had arrived at Fengqi Tower with Ni Shixuan, and the scroll she saw in his arms that day could be this painting.

What is the relationship between Ni Shixuan, Feng Qilou, and Chu Yue? Is it just a simple client-customer relationship?

A smile, almost imperceptible, appeared on Chu Yue's lips. "Does Sister Yin also think this painting is nice?"

Yin Quan snapped out of her reverie and said, "The painting is very good. It captures your temperament very meticulously and vividly." Yin Quan changed how she addressed Chu Yue.

Chu Yue was taken aback for a moment, then realized that she was calling her master, and couldn't help but laugh. "This is the first time I've been called master. I feel like I've aged ten years in an instant. Look, have I grown a beard too?"

Yin Quan burst out laughing, "Haha, heavens, Master, you're so cute."

"Really? This is the first time I've heard someone praise me like this. I usually hear people say I'm beautiful and cute, but you're the first one to say this. It's a pity, you're just a tomboy."

Yin Quan's stomach almost hurt from laughing, and she instantly forgot that she originally wanted to find out about Ni Shixuan.

"Come on, try on this outfit. You're about the same size as me, so my clothes should fit you well. Let's go practice dancing."

Chu Yue stuffed the clothes into Yin Quan's arms and pushed her away. Chu Yue glanced back at the painting hanging on the window.

Yin Quan and Chu Yue were playfully teasing each other, chatting and laughing, when they suddenly heard hurried footsteps outside the door.

"Miss, Miss, Miss, something bad has happened!" Li'er's urgent voice came from outside the door.

Chu Yue and Yin Quan exchanged a glance, both looking puzzled. Li'er appeared in the store in a panic, and Yin Quan rushed forward to catch her as she almost fell, preventing her from having a close encounter with the ground.

"Be careful, don't fall," Yin Quan reminded him with concern.

Li'er grabbed Yin Quan's hand and said, "Young Master Wen and Zhao Qin are fighting."

"What."

Not only Yin Quan, but even Chu Yue, who had always been calm, was taken aback. She frowned and said, "Li'er, tell me slowly. How did those two start fighting? It's normal for men to spar before. Don't make a big fuss about it."

"No, no, they really started fighting," Li'er said anxiously.

"Uh, they wouldn't be because of Qing'er, would they?" Yin Quan asked tentatively, but in her heart she felt it was unlikely. Although she had only known Wen Yun for less than a day, with her judgment of people, Wen Yun had long passed the age of youthful impulsiveness.

On the contrary, Wen Yun was a very calm and composed person, and even Xiahou Ying's evaluation of him was unfathomable.

"Impossible," Chu Yue said decisively. Yin Quan nodded and said, "I also think it's unlikely. I was just saying it offhand."

Miss Li'er was about to cry.

"What's the rush? Where are they? Take us to see them," Chu Yue said coldly. "You're so anxious about such a small matter. What kind of behavior is this?"

Chu Yue rarely spoke so harshly and jealously. This was the first time Li'er had been spoken to like this by her, and she was stunned for a moment. Yin Quan looked at Chu Yue with some surprise.

Chu Yue ignored their reactions and walked out first, clenching her fists inwardly. This was not what she had expected. Chu Yue tried to calm herself down and not to rush things.

"What are you all standing there for? Young Master Yuxiao is about to unleash his power; this is a rare spectacle. Quan'er, don't you want to go and see?" Chu Yue regained her composure and spoke to Yin Quan, who was still standing there in a daze.

Yin Quan laughed along, pulling Li'er along, "You're right. I've heard that Young Master Yu Xiao's martial arts are unfathomable. Few people can see how he makes his moves. There should be very few people in this world who can spar with him. This Zhao Qin can actually spar with him. It should be quite a show. Come on, let's go watch the show."

Chu Yue stared at Yin Quan for a long time, then smiled.

Zhao Qin was caught off guard by this sudden disaster. With his skills, he was definitely among the top masters in the martial arts world. Even the newly emerged junior, Ye Qi from Xuzhou, was probably slightly inferior to Zhao Qin.

However, when facing a top expert like Wen Yun, Zhao Qin was already unable to withstand the attack after only thirty moves. He tried several times to find out what had happened and how he had provoked Wen Yun's murderous intent.

As for him, he left no room for retreat in every move.

If Wen Yun had used a deadly weapon instead of a jade flute, he would have died seven or eight times over.

Qing'er, standing to the side, was so anxious that her palms were sweating.

She was chatting with Zhao Qin, who was telling her funny stories from his childhood, which made her laugh.

Seeing his beloved's smiling face, Zhao Qin's mood involuntarily soared. He took out the short flute he always carried with him. This flute was given to him by his master, who, although mentally unstable, cherished it dearly.

Zhao Qin was found by his master when he was five years old and was taken in by his side. His master was not good at saying nice things to coax Zhao Qin. He was even stricter when he taught him martial arts. Zhao Qin would often hide and cry because he couldn't stand it.

Master Zhao Qin actually felt very sorry for his apprentice, but because of his personality, even though he knew he was too strict, when he saw his apprentice crying, he wanted to comfort him but didn't know how to start.

Later, whenever Zhao Qin was feeling down, his master would play a very special tune on his flute for him.

Zhao Qin thought it sounded nice, and later pestered his master to teach him to play it. This piece was a special piece for Zhao Qin and his master.

Later, when Zhao Qin grew up, he would sometimes quarrel with his master over some things, but as long as one of them played this tune, it meant that they had reconciled.

This is also a special way for the two of them to communicate.

Zhao Qin recounted some of his experiences with his master to Qing'er, who listened intently. "It's this jade flute."

Zhao Qin took out his treasured short flute and showed it to Qing'er. "When my master went down the mountain, he said he had nothing to give me, so he left this to me."

"Do you miss your master?" Qing'er asked softly.

“My master is mentally unstable, and I don’t know if he can take good care of himself while I’m not around,” Zhao Qin said with great concern.

Qing'er took the crystal-clear flute and placed it in her palm. It was slightly cool to the touch. Qing'er looked at it carefully. The jade of this flute was very precious, with a smooth and lustrous color and a pure emerald green.

Can you play it?

"Of course I can. The tune my master taught me is already firmly in my mind. I'll play it for you."

Qing'er smiled gently, "Okay."

Zhao Qin's music is simple yet elegant. Qing'er is also a skilled musician, but she has never heard this piece before. However, it is very beautiful. The music is melancholic and has an indescribable feeling.

Qing'er gazed at him tenderly, while Zhao Qin played the flute earnestly. A gentle breeze blew across their faces, bringing smiles to their faces.

昨夜

Just as Wen Yunyi and Wu Chengzhang had agreed, the two got very drunk. Both of them had been in the martial arts world for many years, and once the conversation started, they talked about everything under the sun. Moreover, both of them were very talkative.

After a night of heavy drinking, the two lay down casually in the room, and by the time they got up, it was already afternoon.

After a night of heavy drinking, even the usually clean Wen Yun was not immune to looking a bit disheveled. Wu Chengzhang made a few jokes, and Wen Yun, being an easygoing person, didn't mind and laughed along.

Fengqilou is a thoughtful restaurant. When the two of them woke up, the staff at Fengqilou had already prepared hangover medicine and water for washing their faces. They arrived just in time.

Wen Yun knew that these thoughtful arrangements must have come from Qing'er, because there was also a clean white shirt.

Wu Chengzhang praised repeatedly, and Wen Yun nodded in agreement. After they finished washing up, they opened the door and were immediately met with blinding sunlight. Wu Chengzhang avoided the strong sunlight and felt slightly uncomfortable.

But Wen Yun squinted his eyes and seemed to enjoy the feeling.

If Yin Quan were to see this, he would surely comment with just two words: "weirdo."

Guided by servants, the two were on their way to a meal when they heard a melodious and enigmatic flute melody as they passed by the lake.

Wen Yun's expression changed, and Wu Chengzhang's expression also darkened.

The two stopped in their tracks. The person leading the way turned around and looked at Wen Yun, but seeing their expressions, he dared not say anything. Wen Yun exuded a terrifying and cold aura, as well as murderous intent.

The maids were a little scared, and when Wen Yun and Wu Chengzhang flew away towards the sound of the flute, the two maids felt even more frightened.

"Quick, go find Steward Zhang!" Their intuition told them something was wrong. Although neither of them were members of the martial arts world.

The maidservant, Dashi, quickly went to find Zhang Qing.

But if Wen Yun really decides to use force, who can stop him?