The two people watched the father and daughter leave. Many people in the tea house looked over, admiring their actions.
However, Liu Liu had always disliked attracting attention, so she quickly slipped out of the tea house.
The waiter enthusiastically saw them to the door. He had been afraid of this young master earlier, but unexpectedly, he turned out to be a kind person.
Now, even though a chill emanated from him, the waiter was no longer as afraid.
There were two types of people in the world: those whose appearance was imposing but whose hearts were good, and those whose appearance was pleasing but whose hearts were wicked. The experienced waiter understood this principle.
After leaving the tea house, as the two rounded a corner, someone emerged from the side. Liu Liu stopped abruptly and met the gaze.
Feng Xie looked at them with a handsome and charming face, his eyes brilliant, and a smile on his lips.
The clear, deep pool of his eyes now rippled, and boundless joy suffused his dark pupils.
Liu Liu cautiously took a step back, recalling the scene of eating in the restaurant earlier. This man had definitely identified her as Liu Liu. She was too clumsy to reveal a clue with such a small detail as eating a scallion segment.
Liu Liu’s face hardened, and a chill emanated from her. She gave him no pleasantries and spoke with cold clarity.
“Young Master Liu, why are you blocking my path? I’ve eaten, I’ve drunk tea, what more do you want?”
“You met with Hua Wuyou just now.” As Feng Xie spoke, Liu Liu glared at him, biting her lip. “You actually followed us, that’s too much.”
“Because Hua Wuyou might be the one who assassinated me, it is natural for me to monitor him. I did not intend to monitor Qiye.”
Feng Xie’s voice drifted in the wind, clear and intoxicating, giving a numbing sensation. His face was graced with an extreme smile from beginning to end.
His already handsome face became exceptionally radiant and dazzling due to his good mood, causing the women walking by the street to stare at him intently. His every move was noble and extraordinary, and the opulence surrounding him could not be contained.
“Oh, so he’s gone. You don’t need to block my way.”
Liu Liu didn’t believe his nonsense. His current demeanor clearly showed he was very interested in her. Perhaps he was still thinking about how to remove her mask and see what she looked like.
Liu Liu watched the man before her warily and took a step to the side. Feng Xie moved his body and reached out to grab her arm. The slender, smooth touch overlapped with his memories, bringing him wave after wave of exhilaration.
He had to suppress the outward leakage of his emotions at this moment. She was still guarding against him, and if he was too eager, she might just leave. It wasn’t easy to find the renowned Qiye if she decided to hide.
“Wait a moment, I want to ask Young Master Qiye something.”
He held her because he wanted to be closer to her, to smell her scent, which stimulated every nerve in his body. Everything coincided perfectly with Liu'er.
There was almost no doubt, but what was placed in the imperial mausoleum back then? Feng Xie’s dark eyes were unfathomably deep, and a gentle smile bloomed on his face.
Liu Liu felt a headache coming on. She felt that if this man continued to linger, she would surely go mad. It was best to leave quickly. She spoke in a deep voice.
“Let go. If you have something to say, say it. What is the proper conduct for two grown men touching each other like this?”
Feng Xie obediently let go upon hearing her words, showing a rare moment of compliance that almost made his subordinates’ jaws drop.
Had their master fallen ill, or had his mind gone awry? The difference in his behavior over the past half day was too significant. Even that Bu Xiangyin hadn't made him so obedient. Qiye had managed to achieve this so easily.
Could this youngster have cast some spell on their master? The three subordinates guessed with varied expressions, while their master looked at Qiye with a smile.
“You didn’t join forces with Hua Wuyou to deal with me, did you?”
Feng Xie spoke casually. He knew she would never ally with that man. If she had wanted to harm him, she wouldn't have saved him in the Chu River that day.
He also knew that her nature wouldn't allow her to stand by and watch him be dealt with, because he was an emperor, and she was the type of person who cared about others.
“What if I did, and what if I didn’t? Does Your Majesty intend to deal with our Seven Star Tower again?”
Liu Liu retorted, thinking of his consistently presumptuous mindset. An emperor’s thoughts were always different from ordinary people, which was why she suspected him so much.
But this time, Feng Xie firmly and charmingly shook his head, his lips curving into an alluring line. “I believe Qiye is definitely not that kind of villain who brings disaster to the country and its people.”
Liu Liu was stunned by his confident tone, and her heart softened a little. She was truly afraid of interacting with this man. If they spent too much time together, how could she not become infatuated? It was best to leave quickly.
“We’re going back.”
With that, she pulled Dai Mei and swiftly darted away from the side, her back still bearing his ardent gaze.
At this moment, she was a hundred percent certain that Feng Xie had begun to scheme against her. Since he knew she was her, why didn’t he reveal it? Liu Liu thought about all this suspiciously. Behind her, Dai Mei spoke hurriedly.
“Sect Leader, what does the Emperor mean? It seems like he’s toying with you, not acting serious at all.”
“We don’t need to pay attention to him.”
Liu Liu’s cheeks flushed. Even Dai Mei could sense something different. It seemed she needed to settle things here as quickly as possible and return to the逍遥岛 (Xiaoyao Island).
The world was vast, and nothing lay outside the king's lands, but finding someone wasn't that easy. Therefore, it was better to stay away from this man. She neither wanted to enter the palace nor lose Mu Xing. She couldn't be sure what this man intended to do.
Meanwhile, Feng Xie behind her stared thoughtfully at the rapidly receding figure ahead. Her slender, agile form, the coolness in her every move, and the arrogance in her speech – not one aspect was unlike Liu Liu.
The most important point was that Liu Liu didn’t eat scallion segments. This was the only person he had ever seen with such a peculiar habit, which solidified his conviction about the person beside him.
The thought that the renowned Qiye was the current Empress, and that the lively and sharp-witted little fellow might be his son, made Feng Xie feel a surge of elation, an emotion he hadn’t experienced in years. As an emperor, his every word and action had been constrained since childhood, following strict rules.
The cold and overbearing demeanor in public, and the loneliness in private – who could understand the helplessness of an emperor? But at this moment, he looked up at the heavens.
If this wasn't a marketplace, he wanted to cast everything aside and shout a few times to release the joy in his heart, hoping everyone in the world could feel his current gratitude. He, Feng Xie, was alive again.
His heart was beating fervently, beating only for one person, and that person was still alive, so his heart had returned safely to his chest.
Zhan Yun and Ri Ying Yue Ying exchanged glances, not daring to say a word. What was wrong with their master? Had he gone mad? He was dazzling, making it impossible to look directly at him, beautifully shocking, stunningly beautiful.
His eyebrows were slender and well-shaped, curving like crescent moons. His eyes were like the crescent moon in the dark night sky, carrying a faint, cold radiance. His proud nose was even more sensual, and his thin, pale lips, pinkish, curved into a large smile, as intense as if splashed with ink.
At this moment, he was not the cold and violent emperor, but a banished immortal who had descended to the human realm, casting aside worldly troubles and spreading joy to the world.