Otherworldly Companions: Every Handsome Man is Extraordinary

"What?" Jiang Yu had just snapped out of her thoughts and didn't react for a moment, so she subconsciously asked a question.

"So you're really with Lin Yi now?" Chen Xin winked and exaggeratedly pointed to the belt on the bench at the end of the bed.

The belt is adorned with metal shells and a small family crest—a trident held aloft by an osprey. Aside from that, it's clearly a standard military belt.

"Uh...I guess so." Jiang Yu admired her friend's quick wit, but still acquiesced.

"Wow, you're pretty quick. I thought you'd go after the divine messenger first," Chen Xin teased Jiang Yu, but then noticed a fleeting blush on Jiang Yu's face and asked in surprise:

"No way, you're doing it both ways? Which one first? Or both at the same time? No way." Chen Xin's words were inappropriate for children, and Jiang Yu felt her head starting to ache. She wished she could open the window and throw this person who was spouting nonsense out the window.

"Say it again, and I'll kill you." Jiang Yu grabbed a cushion and threw it at Chen Xin.

"Hey~ Don't think I'm afraid of you just because you're on your turf! Take this~" Chen Xin laughed loudly, not to be outdone at all, and picked up a cushion to playfully fight with Jiang Yu.

The two's cheerful laughter reached outside the door, causing Lin Yi, who was standing not far from the doorway, to raise an eyebrow.

At first glance, Chen Xin seemed like an easy-going and cheerful woman. However, a series of events later made him realize that she was hopelessly infatuated with love and completely clueless about family matters.

Xiao Yu had explained their fantastical friendship, and he had investigated it himself. Although it seemed outrageous, the results made it impossible for him not to believe it.

But how could Xiaoyu feel such a strong connection with someone with such a personality? They were clearly so different. Was fate really that magical?

But to be honest, he still hoped that Xiaoyu could be influenced by this friend to some extent and become more open and proactive.

Xiaoyu always seemed to be imprisoned by some strange rules. She set too many thorns for herself that were difficult to overcome. Even now that she has tried to get out of the cage, she still feels like she is wearing a shell.

If she could be a little more affectionate towards him, he wouldn't mind if Fan Qingyin shared the same love and passion.

Lin Yi had just come from the servants' quarters. As one of the male hosts, he needed to properly settle all the servants and luggage brought by Lord Chen Xin, while Fan Qingyin went to the kitchen to look at the banquet menu.

He was standing in the small central hall not far from Jiang Yu's door, leaning against the dresser by the window. Xiao Yu had said she would show Chen Xin her room and then take her to the guest room that had been arranged for her. But they were currently playing around in the room, so he figured he would have to wait a while longer.

The first to emerge was Zhong Qin, who stood out remarkably after changing. Lin Yi, watching the figure slowly approaching from the end of the corridor, realized for the first time that "a beauty capable of captivating a nation" could also be used to describe a man.

In his eyes, Fan Qingyin was already beautiful enough, ethereal and otherworldly, her features not like those of a typical handsome man, but rather peaceful and serene. However, the divine prince was shrouded in divine light year-round, his beauty like a distant mountain, impossible to look directly at.

But Zhong Qin is different; he is like a direct and passionate flower. His beauty is extremely impactful, an androgynous beauty that blooms in its fullest glory, capable of leaving anyone speechless with awe whenever he appears before them.

Moreover, he never shied away from his appearance. He was aware of his beauty and displayed his charm at all times.

When he disembarked, he was wearing a light brown mid-length cardigan, and his dark green long hair was casually tied up. His simple attire toned down his flamboyant appearance.

At this moment, he neatly styled his long, wavy hair, letting it fall over his shoulders, each curl perfectly proportioned.

Without the wisps of loose hair obscuring his eyes, his captivating fox-like eyes were fully revealed, with a small mole at the corner of his upturned eye, making him unforgettable with every glance.

After changing his clothes, Zhong Qin put on a pure white brocade robe. The style was the common double-breasted style in the Forest Empire. The front and cuffs were neatly decorated with golden wheat ears. As he moved, the tassels and subtle patterns at the hem could be seen.

She really knows how to amplify her beauty. Lin Yi stared at the peacock-like figure. If he hadn't known beforehand that she was just a gardener who came from a servant background, he could have blended into the most sophisticated nobles with that kind of attire.

The ladies were not present. Lin Yi, of course, no longer needed to put on an act for anyone; his aristocratic arrogance made him stare at Zhong Qin as he approached without uttering a word of greeting.

"General Lin Yi." Before Zhong Qin even got close, he already had a warm and friendly smile on his face, not caring at all about the other party's scrutiny of him, and took the initiative to greet him.

"Mr. Zhong Qin." After all, he was a guest from afar, so Lin Yi nodded in greeting, but that was all.

"It seems the ladies won't be out of the room for a while." Zhong Qin listened intently and heard the sounds coming from inside the room.

"Lord Jiangyu's castle is truly magnificent, like a pearl on the seashore, and no one can help but praise its dazzling brilliance." Zhong Qin wasn't flattering him; he genuinely thought this castle was the most beautiful he had ever seen.

“Xiaoyu is the apple of the Jiang family’s eye, and anything is worth matching with her,” Lin Yi said. “However, nothing can compare to the royal palace. I’ve heard that the royal palace of the Forest Empire is exquisite and unparalleled, a unique sky garden in the world.”

"With my status, I've never even been to the capital, let alone seen the royal palace," Zhong Qin said with a self-deprecating laugh, not trying to hide it.

"This trip to the Ocean Empire is the furthest I've ever gone, thanks to Xin Xin." It's also the first time he's truly stepped into the upper echelons of society, filled with nobles. He thought to himself.

Chen Xin is obsessed with romance and has no interest in socializing. She spends her days indulging in debauchery and partying all night long. In her words, this kind of laziness and complacency is what she deserves after working hard for half her life.

To be honest, he didn't quite understand what she meant. He had tentatively asked her before, but she had always dodged the question with a few words. He didn't understand why someone born into privilege would need to struggle. Only someone like him needed to fight for what he wanted, by any means necessary.

Before meeting him, Chen Xin loved each of her husbands equally and enjoyed intimate relations with them. Like any aristocratic woman, she rightfully enjoyed the nourishment of love.

But she was different from other aristocratic women; she didn't care about class, rules and etiquette, and was not sensitive to the social relationships within her class.

So even though she later fell madly in love with him, she never thought of giving him a legitimate status. Even though he subtly hinted at it, she dismissed it, saying that she loved him for who he was and that he shouldn't have so many thoughts. She said she would always be with him and that she would definitely find a way to get married to him.

Therefore, before they got together, he was not worthy of appearing in high society social settings. Chen Xin also preferred to spend time with him alone, and became increasingly uninterested in banquets and parties.

On the one hand, he was grateful for her romantic nature, which allowed him to easily climb this big tree and transcend social classes.

On the one hand, he hated her love-obsessed mind, which was full of love and had no idea how to plan for him, even though the object of her love was him.