Translator: Soldier
After that soldier took his leave, Yun Wu's eyes swept around the room and with that, at a gentle pace, she walked into the study at the back of this elegant room. The bookshelf in it was loaded with books. Writing brushes, ink sticks, ink slabs and paper were all available.
It seemed that this Zhou Feiyu was a man adept in both the pen and the sword.
But all of a sudden.
Yun Wu saw a painting on the desk out of the corner of her eye and was slightly stunned when she caught sight of what the painting presented.
"What do you think? Did I do a good job?" suddenly a solemn voice tinged with amusement came from outside the study.
She turned her head back and saw that Zhou Feiyu in black walked inside. Lips slightly curved, he was looking at her, a faint light glimmering in his black eyes.
Any woman would involuntarily be attracted to such a handsome man.
However, after giving a glimpse at him, Yun Wu withdrew her eyes.
On the table was a portrait of her, which was of classical style. In terms of characterization, the portrait bore a striking resemblance to her.
She must admit that this man's painting skills were pretty good, since he managed to draw such a good likeness of her with merely painting brushes.
"You seem to have violated my portraiture right," Yun Wu said in a deep voice.
However, Zhou Feiyu was stunned after hearing this remark. He didn't quite understand what she meant.
Irrespective of whether he understood her or not, Yun Wu stretched out her hand and took that portrait, which was then abruptly set afire.
Zhou Feiyu knitted his eyebrows together.
"You…"
But then he just watched the flame in her hand and the absent-mindedness on her face, a look of amusement flashing across the bottom of his eyes.
"It seems that you little woman never cease to surprise me."
After the portrait was burnt to ashes, the flame disappeared.
Then Yun Wu turned her head aside, gave a glance at him and curved her lips in a grim smile, "Speaking of surprises, is there anything more surprising than your identity? The Seventh Prince of Zhou Dynasty?"
Zhou Feiyu's surname was Zhou. He had a remarkably high status in this army and also managed to reach Tier VII at such a young age.
Originally, Yun Wu had been merely speculating.
It was not until she saw the stamp on the painting that she became certain about it.
As far as she could remember, among all those princes of the Zhou Dynasty, there was a Prince Regent who was the youngest and well-known to every household. He fought valiantly on the battlefield at the age of twelve and did a lot of impressive wartime exploits. When he was fifteen, the title of the Prince Regent was conferred on him, which was a rare exception. In most people's sight, he was second only to the Emperor.
However, the Seventh Prince's mother came from a humble family background, which was why he was not allowed to participate in imperial court affairs, though he bore the title of the Prince Regent. He was appointed supreme commander of the three armies stationed on the border and was supposed to assist the Crown Prince in succeeding to the throne in the future.
After that, the Seventh Prince had been staying on the border area and never came back to the royal palace.
Although this Luo City was not a border city, there were only three cities between it and the border.
So it was not absolutely impossible that this man was that legendary Seventh Prince.
The bland smile on Zhou Feiyu's well-featured face was replaced by coldness when he heard Yun Wu's words and a ferocious look flashed across the bottom of his eyes.
Yun Wu naturally saw it, but she pretended otherwise.
She walked past him to the table in the living room, sat down, poured a cup of tea and slowly took a sip of it, "If you want to kill me to keep your secret safe, you should do it now, because if you don't, you might not have another chance."
He was probably the one who built this secret domestication base. And his purpose was very obvious.
Power, the throne, ambition… these things were always related to royal members.
If the existence of this secret domestication base was disclosed to outsiders, there would be dire consequences.
Zhou Feiyu took a deep look at Yun Wu with his black eyes, peering at her. The thought of killing her had indeed crossed his mind, but…
After quite a while, a smile appeared on Zhou Feiyu's solemn face.
"If you were someone else, I would surely have killed you. But sooner or later, you'll be my woman," there was assertiveness in his domineering tone.
This tone was always so unpleasant.
Yun Wu's eyebrows furrowed, "These are some quite big words."
With a solemn smile, Zhou Feiyu said, "I took a fancy to you. No women I took fancy to run away from me."
If these words were said to her by someone she liked, they would have made a pretty good love confession.
But clearly, Yun Wu was sneering at his conceited and unduly positive tone.
She slightly curved her lips in a faint smile, "Is that so? We'll see."
"Snap!"
At this moment, a knock on the door was heard.
The door was not closed, but seeing that Zhou Feiyu was in the room, the soldier who was carrying a lunch box still knocked.
Zhou Feiyu signaled him to come in. The soldier quickly placed the bowls and dishes on the table and then hurriedly left.
Zhou Feiyu took a bowl of rice and passed it to Yun Wu.
"Have some. It's already dark. I'll get you out of here tomorrow if you want to leave."
Yun Wu glanced at him and took the bowl, but then she returned it to him, leaned over and took another bowl of rice from the table.
This suggested that she was very suspicious of him.
Zhou Feiyu was very embarrassed.
But he giggled, "Little woman, you seem to be very suspicious of me."
Yun Wu raised her purple eyes and coldly looked at him, "Do you think I have any reason to be unsuspicious of you?"
"And my name is Phoenix Wu. If you still want to enjoy this meal, you'll have to stop calling me that disgusting name."
Little woman?
Yun Wu felt that this form of address was really disgusting.
After what she did in the Murong family, he would know the name "Phoenix Wu" sooner or later anyway.
"Phoenix Wu?" Zhou Feiyu raised his eyebrows and looked at her. "Your surname is Wu. Are you a member of the Wu Family?"
The Wu Family?
What was that?
Yun Wu was stunned for a second, ignoring him.
She didn't care whether he misunderstood or not. After the issue of the Murong family was dealt with, she would return to the capital city under the name Yun Wu. And before that, she hoped that that man would be able to find her after hearing about the scene she had made.
Part of the reason why she had made such a scene in the Murong family was indeed because she hoped that that missing man would be able to hear about it and find her.
That torrent had numerous branches which stretched out all over the three kingdoms, and she had no idea where the river had taken him.
Since she didn't have a clue where to find him, she might as well let him come to her.
Seeing that Yun Wu remained silent, Zhou Feiyu believed that his guess was right.
…
In Longxu Kingdom, near the border.
The Dragon Brook Town was located in the Longxu Kingdom near the Magic Beasts Forest.
Similar to the Dragon Town in the Zhou Kingdom, this town was in a out-of-the-way area but very busy, with an excited coming and going of people.
In a luxurious mansion in this town.
A tall figure slowly stood up in a medicated bath pool. His body was strong with skin firm and whiter than that of women, but red marks could be vaguely seen.
Those marks seemed to be left by newly-healed wounds.
"Master, I brought you your clothes," at this moment, a tender female voice came from the doorway. A coquettish woman carrying a suit of white clothes walked inside.
The man, who had just finished the bath, knitted his pretty eyebrows. A gust of wind blew over and the curtain drooped.
"Put down the clothes and leave," his voice was cold, deep and emotionless.
The woman instantly stopped and watched the man behind the curtain, disappointment gleaming in her charming eyes.
But soon, a smile appeared on her beautiful face and she said in a tender voice, "Master, your wounds have just healed. Please let Ruo Ling serve you!"
However, before she could take a step forward, that cold voice was heard again, "Lingqi!"
With that, a black figure came out of nowhere in a flash. She was wearing a black mask and black clothes, revealing only her icy, ruthless eyes which were on Ruoling.
"Miss Ruo, you know what kind of man master is very well. Please give me the clothes and leave."
After saying this in a solemn voice, Lingqi took the clothes from Ruo Ling's hands.
Watching Lingqi in a black mask, Ruo Ling knitted her willow-leaf shaped eyebrows together and gave a glance at the curtain. Eventually, she still didn't dare to disobey. Somewhat reluctantly, she took her leave.
The door was closed.
Then Lingqi sent the clothes into the room, reporting.
"Master, I've got some news of the person you asked me to find."
"Keep talking!"
"I just got a message saying that a teenage girl made a scene in the Murong Mansion in Luo City of the Zhou Kingdom, but this message is not confirmed yet. I've already had someone go nonstop to the Zhou Kingdom."
The curtain was raised. A man in white languidly walked out.
"That's not necessary. I'll go there myself."
…
At night.
After everything was done, Zhou Feiyu headed for the guest room.
Two guards were standing not far away from the door of the guest room Yun Wu was accommodated. On the sight of Zhou Feiyu, they bowed in unison.
The lamp was still ablaze in the room. Under the candlelight, a figure could be seen sitting in front of the table.
As a result, the two guards had been standing there unworried.
In an undertone, Zhou Feiyu said to the guard behind him, "Leave, all of you."
“Yes!”
After hearing his order, the guard who had been following him as well as the two guards near the doorway took their leave.
"Snap!"
Zhou Feiyu knocked at the door.
But after quite a while, there was still no response.
"Miss Wu!" he called.
Finally, Zhou Feiyu realized that something was wrong. Without any noticeable movements, he exerted a force on the door which was then instantly opened, as if someone smashed it open.
Zhou Feiyu walked inside and looked around, but nobody was in.
Beside the candle, there was an erect paper model, the shadow of which was projected onto the window by the candlelight, bringing about a semblance of someone sitting beside the table.
Zhou Feiyu grabbed that paper model. The look on his face was somewhat cold, but at the same time, an intense desire to catch her rose in him.
"Phoenix Wu! You think you can run away from me?"
With a grip, the paper folding model was instantly crumpled into a ball. There was callousness tinged with sternness in his deep voice.
…
Under the cover of night, a phantom figure retraced the previous route and soundlessly left this magic beast woods.
While it was still dark, she quickly returned to the west wing.