Otherworldly Companions: Every Handsome Man is Extraordinary

Two days after agreeing to Lin Yi's request, Lin Yi had already made travel plans.

When Jiang Yu told Fan Qingyin, the other party didn't seem too surprised. He could roughly guess what had happened from the visible joy on Lin Yi's face these past two days. Sure enough, Xiao Yu had agreed to travel with him.

He didn't say anything, only reminding him to be sure to stay safe and to be back before dark.

Jiang Yu felt somewhat apologetic towards Fan Qingyin, since it seemed like she had left him behind to go out and have fun with Lin Yi, while Fan Qingyin had to stay home and continue doing his tedious work.

Fan Qingyin didn't think that way. He knew he still had many opportunities, while Lin Yi's time was running out, so it was no wonder he was so anxious. Ultimately, however, the outcome would depend on their individual abilities.

Because Jiang Yu suggested going on a picnic, the two of them ended up riding in the griffin carriage. Lin Yi brought plenty of food and supplies, even though he had initially wanted to share a griffin with Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu's griffin carriage is different from her father's. Her husbands are still young and have not made outstanding contributions to the empire or had any offspring. So, currently, only two griffins are pulling their carriage.

The griffin is a noble yet fierce creature, possessing the majestic body of a lion and the powerful wings and noble head of an eagle. Its talons can crush an enemy's head with a single blow, and its sharp eyes can see the slightest movement from a kilometer away.

Taming a griffin is a difficult task, but a tamed griffin will be extremely loyal to its owner.

Upon arriving at their destination, Jiang Yu finally realized just how beautiful Lin Yi's description of beauty truly was.

She had seen endless lavender fields in France, the purple fields dreamlike and enchanting. But the fields before her were a pure Caribbean blue, stretching as far as the eye could see and merging with the ocean, as if the ocean were extending onto the land. It was impossible to distinguish between the waves and the fields of flowers swaying in the wind.

Upon closer inspection, it becomes clear that this flower is not like lavender, which has countless tiny purple flowers on each stem. Instead, it consists of individual flowers that are not small in size.

The flowers were unlike any land-based flower Jiang Yu had ever seen before. Their petals were covered in soft down, yet displayed a translucent sea blue color, as if liquid was flowing within them, shimmering and sparkling. Only when a large expanse of them joined together did they form a highly saturated, pure Caribbean blue when viewed from a distance.

When people reach out to touch it, it seems to have a soul, shyly dodging away. When you open your palm and wait quietly, it will tentatively touch your fingers with its flowers.

It's such a beautiful and playful flower. The whole flower field is also filled with a unique fragrance carrying the salty scent of the sea breeze.

"This place is absolutely beautiful, like a fairyland. It's as if by following the guidance of these magical flowers, I can find the mysterious civilization in the ocean and meet the King of the Seven Seas!"

Jiang Yu stood in the flower field, unconsciously stretching out her arms to face the sea breeze, and exclaimed loudly, "Yi, how did you find such a beautiful place? I simply don't want to leave here. I'd be willing to stay here forever! Do you know what this flower is called? Can we grow it on our estate?"

“I know the locals call it Hollanda, or Hollandpool’s Soul. It only lives on the sandy beach, with the most lively waves. There is a beach to the west of our estate, we can transplant some there and see if they can adapt to the waves there.”

Today, Lin Yi wore a white puff-sleeved knight shirt with an elaborate bow tie and tassels. His golden hair, along with his golden hair, was blown about by the sea breeze. His golden hair shone brightly in the sunlight, and his sea-blue eyes were as vast and warm as the ocean.

He was like the legendary, handsome sun god Apollo appearing in person, coming to the beach to chase after his beloved girl. Jiang Yu could hear her heart pounding heavily in her chest, each beat striking her heart and eroding her fragile willpower.

They, Lin Yi and Fan Qingyin, are so charming. If things continue like this, she will definitely fall hopelessly in love with them. Her heart flutters, her hesitation, her past and future make her uneasy and panicked.

So she only glanced at it and dared not look again, turning her head away as if inhaling the fragrance of flowers in the wind: "The Soul of Holamppool? So it only lives on the beaches of Holamppool? How wonderful, this is truly a blessed place!"

“Xiaoyu, if you like it here, we can build a small building here. You can stay here temporarily whenever you like. During the day, we can swim in the sea, and at night we can stroll on the beach while enjoying the sea breeze.”

“We can build a large floor-to-ceiling window to let the sunlight fill the whole house. I will build you a small kitchen and hire a chef to make your favorite food, tea and juice. We can also share a study and put your favorite books and my favorite books together.”

Lin Yi enthusiastically envisioned a future where only Jiang Yu and he lived together happily and carefree, with only each other.

They had a light meal here and stayed for a long time before leaving. Before leaving, they carefully transplanted a few hollyhocks.

After they left, two heads emerged from the sea not far away—two pearl divers. Fearing to disturb their lord, they lingered in the shallow waters nearby until the griffin chariot disappeared from sight before finally going ashore.

The two pearl divers were a father and son. The father was very old, with gray hair and dark skin from years of exposure to the sun and wind. His skin was also rough from years of soaking in seawater. However, he was tall and looked very strong. His muscular body was like steel, a testament to his years of battling the sea.

The son was quite young, and while his features weren't particularly outstanding, he was still quite handsome upon closer inspection. He had black hair and black eyes, a tall and muscular build, and healthy tanned skin. Even among all the pearl divers standing together, the young man would stand out.

"Today's harvest is not bad. Take it back and show it to your mother. Discuss how to hand over less. I heard that the new lord will issue new decrees. Who knows if it will be good or bad? It's good to have some stock on hand so that we can deal with it when the time comes."

The elderly but robust father counted the pearls in his waist basket and smiled with satisfaction.

"You mean, was that the new lord himself just now?" The son's attention was clearly not on that; he had only caught a fleeting glimpse and was deeply amazed and attracted by the stunning beauty of the girl on the shore.

"Of course, who else could ride in a griffin carriage like Hollandpur? Judging from her age, she must have just participated in a mate selection conference. It is said that she is the daughter of the Jiang family of the royal city."

"So the man beside her just now was her husband? He's really handsome. But why was there only one?" The son thought about the godlike appearance of the blond man, looked at his own rough hands, and felt a little inferior.

"In those wealthy and noble families, which of their children isn't a chosen one? It's a pity you didn't make it this year and couldn't attend the partner selection event. But we're far from their level anyway, and the venues are probably quite far apart. As for her only bringing one husband, perhaps he's someone she particularly likes."

The father couldn't help but sigh, "The world of the nobility is always high and mighty, seemingly separated from us poor pearl divers by vast oceans."

“I can’t be a pearl diver forever,” the son said in a low voice, as if he had a premonition.

As he helped his father organize the bead basket, his mind was filled with the lord's curly, flowing hair, fluttering skirt, and delicate, charming face.

"That's great, she has black hair just like me," the son thought to himself with secret delight, but he didn't reveal this little secret to his father.