The Cold-Blooded Prince's Seductive Consort
Just as the atmosphere was tense, a person suddenly walked over from not far away. He looked similar to Chu Yihua around his eyebrows and eyes, but his temperament was not as unrestrained as Chu Yihua's, instead having a warm and elegant demeanor.
A figure in moonlit brocade, with a hint of a smile at the corner of her mouth, as gentle as spring breeze, making one feel close to her at first glance.
"Second brother, so you're here", the newcomer was none other than Chu Yihua's older brother, Chu Yiluan.
He hastily walked to Chu Yihua's side, just about to speak, but seeing the black figure beside him, he suddenly showed a terrified expression, and hurriedly cupped his hands in salute: "A humble subject pays respects to King Yu".
That black figure did not give a good face because of Chu Yiran's respect, but only responded with a cold "en".
Chu Yiran smiled faintly at Wang Yu, then turned and walked to Chu Yihua's side, furrowing her brow again as she said: "Father has been looking for you for half a day, didn't expect you to be here. The Mu family also sent someone over, besides Mu Li, there's also Mu Shao Ting. Father is calling for you to entertain them."
Chu Yihua listened and suddenly became impatient, "I know, I know", after speaking, she seemed to hesitate, looking around left and right several times before reluctantly leaving.
Chu Yiran also politely exchanged a few pleasantries with King You, then turned and left. However, Shui Lianyue, who had been hiding in the shadows, was anxious and eager to seize this opportunity. Now, watching Chu Yiran leave, how could she be willing to give up?
Just as he was about to turn around and chase after him, he heard someone speaking in front of him.
"Not coming out yet?"
The moon no longer hid, and with a stride as swift as a shooting star, she emerged from the shadows. The soft moonlight illuminated her face, and the cool breeze rustled the white gauze that covered it, revealing glimpses of her exquisite features.
Her skin was as white as ice, her features were exquisitely carved, and her eyes sparkled with life. However, she lacked a few degrees of liveliness, and instead had an air of coldness and a hint of murderous intent.
She glared fiercely at the man in front of her, and it wasn't until Chu Yinan mentioned the two words "Yu Wang" that she suddenly remembered that the person engaged to her was none other than the famous Yu Wang, Nan Gong Yu.
Nan Gong Yu heard the footsteps and slowly turned around, a pair of dark blue yet extremely deep eyes stared coldly at Shui Lian Yue.
Shui Lian Yue never thought she'd have any intersection with Nan Gong Yu, but when he turned around, she was shocked.
Under the soft light of the bright moon, I saw this man in front of me clearly.
She had met countless men before, and chased after many beauties, but she had never seen a man who made her concentrate like this.
He seems to like black things, ink-colored satin robes, with silver inlaid wooden Begonia flowers edging inside the robe, a black jade belt around his waist, and his long black hair is high up, with a horizontal insertion of a black jade hairpin.
His temples are as sharp as a knife, born with it, without any embellishment, already perfect and flawless. His wheat-colored skin is subtly flowing with luster, his angular facial features exuding an aura of majesty and authority, seemingly a born king, stern and not to be trifled with.
Dark blue eyes, like the deep sea at night, are unpredictable and unfathomable. The only thing that can be seen is the icy cold expression in his eyes. His thin lips, tightly pursed, also seem to hold a hint of chilliness, just like his eyes.
Such a man, whether in appearance or temperament, is perfect. Women take one look and can't move their eyes for the rest of their lives, but also all men are envious, jealous and hateful, especially that captivating majesty, which not every man has.
"Have you had enough of a look?" Nangong Yu seemed to have gotten used to being stared at like this, seeing Shui Lingyu staring blankly at him, the corner of his mouth curled up in disdain as he spoke in a gloomy tone.
It is undeniable that even when he speaks, it's always so dazzling.
Hong Ying had never seen her young mistress gaze so intently at a man before, and she couldn't help but clear her throat a few times to prevent her mistress from losing her composure.
Shui Lian Yue also realized her abnormality, quickly regained her composure, and once again emitted a cold aura. She stared straight into Nan Gong Yu's eyes, letting out a cold snort: "Hmph, I didn't think that the renowned Wang Yu would use such despicable means. Speak, what brought you here?"
"Oh"? Nan Gong Yu didn't expect Shui Lian Yue to ask such a question, his cold expression finally showed a hint of emotion, but it was filled with disdain. "Since you know my great reputation, then you should also know that I've never lacked women and don't bother with them, so why are you following me?"
"Is that so?" Shui Lian Yue sneered, "Since the prince doesn't deign to associate with women, then I'll take my leave."
Nan Gong Yu didn't stop her, his cold gaze fixed on her back until she gradually disappeared from view before he withdrew his eyes.
"Ink Cloud," he called out in a low voice. Suddenly, a woman in black emerged from the shadows, her face veiled by a black gauze.
She walked hastily to Nan Gong Yu's front, knelt down on one knee respectfully, and waited for Nan Gong Yu's instructions.
"Go and investigate her relationship with Chu Yihua."
"Yes", the woman named Mo Yun took orders and quickly stood up, turned around and disappeared into the night again, merging with the darkness, leaving only a faint scent of osmanthus flowers.
"Next time don't use this spice, go and get punished yourself", Nangong You only lightly sniffed it, and immediately sank his face, saying a sentence in a low voice to the air.
"Yes, Prince Wang", Mo Yun had not walked far when she heard Nan Gong's words, she hesitated for a moment before finally agreeing.
