Otherworldly Companions: Every Handsome Man is Extraordinary

The person on the bed, who had been looking at the birds on the windowsill, turned around to look at Jiang Yu and his group when they heard Lu Shuang's voice. The birds on the windowsill also flew away because of the noise.

Just like his surname, Lan Yu's hair was a grayish-blue, resembling a muted, hazy blue. He had a handsome face, but appeared somewhat frail due to being bedridden.

His gaze swept over Jiang Yu and Fan Qingyin's faces, lingering unconsciously on Fan Qingyin's face for a moment, before he coughed and said, "In the end, it was you who brought them here. I already told you not to bother."

He spoke somewhat ungratefully, but beckoned Lu Shuang over. Once Lu Shuang sat on the edge of the bed, he took her hand and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Lu Shuang looked away somewhat awkwardly, only saying, "What kind of talk is this between husband and wife?"

Then he turned to Jiang Yu and the others: "Lord Jiang Yu, Divine Envoy Fan Qingyin, please come in and sit down. Our rooms are not as big as the previous ones, and the conditions are rather simple. Please bear with us. I will pour you some tea."

Lan Yu on the bed nodded in acknowledgment, and then bowed to Fan Qingyin with a gesture unique to the Aurora Empire, saying, "Greetings, Lord Jiang Yu, greetings, Divine Envoy Fan Qingyin. Thank you for your trouble, making the trip for such a small matter."

"Please don't say that. After all, it concerns my elder sister, so please tell us in detail," Fan Qingyin said. After watching Jiang Yu walk in and sit down, she closed the door and sat down herself.

"This all started when I was a teenager..."

The Lan family is responsible for managing the carriages of the Aurora Empire. All new carriages manufactured must be inspected and evaluated by the Lan family before they can be traded or put on the road.

The newly commissioned carriages of the Brahma family are said to be sent to the Holy Mountain specifically to transport supplies for the prayer ceremony. Each carriage looks tall and solemn, with the imperial majesty pattern next to the image of the Aurora Child praying with closed eyes, which is the Brahma family crest.

Only the Lan family knew that there was a height difference between the shafts and the bottom of these tall carriages, enough to hide a person.

The boy and his brothers made a bet on impulse, saying they must go to the holy mountain to see what the legendary forbidden land was like, whether the ice and snow there were truly sacred, and they even agreed to bring some ice and snow home.

So the boy hid under the carriage and was sent to the Brahma family along with the other carriages.

Unexpectedly, the servant driving the carriage said that the carriages were to be sent deep into the holy mountain to be used as a means of transportation there.

The boy was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. Once inside the sacred mountain, the carriage would not be able to get out, and he would have no way to escape on his own. If he were discovered in the forbidden area, not only would his life be in danger, but the Lan family would also face severe punishment.

The boy finally found a chance to roll off the car before entering the holy mountain. He had barely caught his breath in the roadside bushes when he almost bumped into the pope's entourage.

We can't just sit here and wait to die. No matter how well we hide by the roadside, we'll still be discovered. The powerful and exotic creatures around the Pope aren't just for show.

So the boy ran down the mountain through the woods in a panic, and when he turned around, he met a pair of beautiful yet indifferent eyes.

He was still just a teenager, and no matter how good his skills were, they were just inexperienced kids who hadn't seen much of the world. He was quickly discovered.

After running and hiding all the way, the boy finally came across a tower with slightly looser guards. He was lucky and managed to climb into the tower through a window after a lot of hardship. It seemed that the owner was not there.

The boy was exhausted and just wanted to rest for a while before making any plans, so he hid in the closet and quickly fell asleep.

Until the tower's owner returned, dismissed all the servants, stood in front of the wardrobe, and chuckled, saying, "The little mouse that couldn't escape actually hid here."

He then realized that he had hidden in the Tower of the Holy Maiden.

It would be better to let the God of Aurora just strike him dead with lightning.

Being dragged out of the Saintess Tower, the entire Lan family could atone with their deaths.

But since the saintess discovered him, she didn't immediately order his arrest...

So he scrambled out of the wardrobe, knelt before the saintess, and stammered out the whole story, hoping for her mercy and leniency.

But the white skirt in front of him didn't sway at all. During the long wait, he slowly became desperate. He raised his head and looked at the saintess.

He met those indifferent yet exquisitely beautiful eyes, only now they held a hint of a smile and mischief.

That was a saintess who was not yet of age.

The boy's pupils dilated, and his mouth gaped open.

He had never seen the snow and ice on the sacred mountain, but he had seen the glory of the gods on earth.

That was the most beautiful face he had ever seen in his life.

Seemingly amused by his bewilderment, the girl's icy expression softened, and she turned and sat down on the sofa without a second thought.

"I saved you again, how will you repay me?" the boy heard her ask. He realized it once when they were going down the mountain, and once just now when she waved away the servants. She had noticed him twice, but both times she had let him go.

He crawled to her on his knees, looked up at her, and said, "As you command."

“I’ve never encountered anything so interesting before. Spend two days with me. I’ve never met anyone outside of my family and the Vatican.”

He didn't know how the saintess had managed it; for the past two days, no one had bothered them, and no one had come to the tower.

He learned that her name was Fan Qingyu, that she was chosen as a saintess at birth, and that she had lived in this tower since she was eight years old.

I also learned that her daily prayers and seclusion had made her already fair skin as pure as snow, that she would also abandon desires and isolate herself from the outside world until adulthood, that she could not have a partner, that she had to remain chaste for the gods, that she would enter the holy mountain at the age of eighteen, and that at the age of thirty she would enter the palace deep within the holy mountain and never leave this world again.

He watched her sit quietly in the tower, seemingly oblivious to her predicament. The false sense of supreme honor had robbed her of all the joy of being human.

She said that the happiness of the past two days had surpassed anything she had ever experienced before. But he only told her some ordinary stories, made her a few simple candles, and deliberately drew back the curtains to dazzle her eyes while she was praying.

So when she said, "I'm saving you one last time and letting you go home, what price will you pay?"

He said, "Let me stay with you in the Aurora Empire, even though we can't meet."

Fan Qingyu stared into his eyes, as if gazing into the depths of his soul. Later he learned that she had indeed placed a spell on his soul.

As he grew up and gradually forgot everything, the curse came true at the moment he broke his vow.

He finally remembered that face, as beautiful as ice and snow, that rare and precious smile, and her last words:

“I took it seriously. Lan Yu, you made a promise with the Holy Maiden.”