Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack-Chapter 1288 - 1268: Chen Yao of the Flower Sect

Yan walked over with a disgruntled expression, seeing both of them with flushed faces, he raised an eyebrow in surprise: "What guilty secret have you two been up to? Why are your faces so red?"

"Who’s done anything guilty?" Luo Qianqian immediately retorted defiantly, but then cracked a suggestive smile: "Didn’t the beauties invite you for a romantic evening?" She had just been talking about the topic of yin-yang balance, and now Luo Qianqian’s smile was quite cheeky.

"Them? They’d be the ones captured by me!" Yan sneered, "But you seem quite envious of them, want to ask how they grow like that?" As he spoke, his gaze swept over Luo Qianqian’s chest, the implication clear.

Luo Qianqian was so furious she jumped up, what on earth!

Huangfu Yihui, however, breathed a sigh of relief, glad to see the attention shift, and looked at Yan with gratitude, although his face didn’t show it, Yan already understood why he felt this way.

"Let’s go, I’ll treat you to a meal, to avoid anyone smelling the scent on me from earlier and losing control." Yan sighed, saying.

Luo Qianqian looked at Yan in surprise: "What scent?"

"Don’t you remember them dancing just now?" Yan said calmly: "Do you think they were just doing it for show?"

"Their clothes really conceal medicinal powder? But wouldn’t that be obvious?" Luo Qianqian looked dumbfounded, with disbelief written all over her face.

Thinking of the fluttering white powder, settling on the stage, falling on the opponent’s head and face, a thick layer, thicker than snow...

"What are you imagining..." Hearing Luo Qianqian’s words, Yan was a bit amused, this kind of thinking is a good skill, hopefully, everyone will have it.

"Why do you bathe every day?" Yan kept walking, not forgetting to ask.

Luo Qianqian and Huangfu Yihui naturally followed along, Luo Qianqian raised an eyebrow: "To stay clean, otherwise, the smell of sweat affects my image. Plus, bathing feels good, I don’t feel like I’ve been digging dirt all day."

"They bathe to cover up the strange scent on them, after exercising, what you sweat is sweat, what they sweat is medicine, raised in medicinal baths from a young age, treating their bodies as vials, can you avoid it?"

Yan seemed displeased with such behaviors but he had to admire this long process that made each disciple so willing, even knowing they were pawns, destined to have short lives, they were still willing.

Luo Qianqian suddenly stopped, looking at Yan’s back incredulously, her mouth slightly open: "In that case... won’t they live very long?"

Not sweat but scented medicinal liquid? This itself is like a fantastical story, how can such a thing be done?

Doesn’t this mean body fluids are medicinal liquids?

On the competitive stage, the effect... the volatility and effect of this liquid are conceivable...

"No, why are we okay then? I didn’t smell anything on you." Luo Qianqian knit her brows tightly, puzzled as she looked at Yan.

"I was merely standing with them for a bit, this little scent shouldn’t affect you too much." Yan raised an eyebrow: "But, I think they’re targeting me."

"Hahaha, then you’re in trouble, but if they’re not such people, having tender fragrance and soft jade in one’s arms is life’s pleasure indeed." Luo Qianqian seemed unconcerned about Yan’s words, swiftly catching up to Yan’s steps, and deeply inhaled, eager to sniff out the scent.

"That pleasure, leave for you to enjoy." Yan said indifferently.

Huangfu Yihui kept a slight frown, not answering, then suddenly stopped in his tracks: "Someone’s following us."

Luo Qianqian turned, seeing Huangfu Yihui’s serious face, she became alert, her ears twitching slightly, gazing in one direction, frowning slightly: "Uh... Yan, might be looking for you." The red hem of a dress behind the tree was quite noticeable.

Except for wedding attire, those who loved red dresses along this route were just the two girls on stage.

"They know clearly, they can’t get to me." Yan remained calm, turned around, and continued walking: "Let’s go, if they’re looking for us, they’ll come out, if just tracking, then let them follow."

Luo Qianqian rolled her eyes, looking at the unfamiliar hem of the dress, feeling an inexplicable sense of being hard to deal with.

She reached out, gently touched her forehead, sighed, and followed Huangfu Yihui to catch up with Yan.

Sitting in the tea house, staring at the snacks Yan ordered, the three were uninterested and had no intention of tasting them.

"Could I possibly get to know the three of you?" The man in red suddenly appeared at the table, asking Yan.

Yan casually tossed a peanut from the plate into his mouth: "Feel free, we don’t mind."

Looking at this young man who disrupted Flower Sect’s big plans, the man had no intention of hostility but such a feeling came strangely to him, and he didn’t act upon it, directly sat down, looked at Luo Qianqian, revealed a shallow smile with some flattery: "Miss, my surname is Chen, single name Yao, may I ask for your lovely name?"

Luo Qianqian smiled looking at him, her lips parted slightly: "Why?"

Chen Yao called over a waiter, reordered some food, Luo Qianqian scrutinized him. This person’s attire was almost identical to those two girls’ on stage, with a sword at his waist, handsome features but eyebrows holding some warmth.

Chen Yao’s face showed a strange expression looking at Luo Qianqian, lowered his head laughing bitterly for a moment, then with self-deprecation said: "I’ve fallen for you at first sight, hoping you’ll give a chance for me to get to know you."

Fell for me at first sight? This face really has such charm? In this place saturated with beauties?

Luo Qianqian continued smiling at him: "You fancy me, so I have to know you, what’s the logic? If everyone in the world fancies me, wouldn’t I be meeting new friends every day? Is my standard for friendship really that low?"

"How can you say that?" The twins following behind suddenly exploded, obviously extremely dissatisfied with Luo Qianqian’s attitude.

"Shut up." Chen Yao immediately scolded them sternly, after hard encounters, he couldn’t let this one go, soon turning twenty, if this man isn’t seized, then he’s...

"Forced trade?" Luo Qianqian turned to the two watching the scene: "Aren’t you going to manage this?"

"Don’t dare open my mouth." Huangfu Yihui hurriedly waved his hand.

"Why?"

"Afraid if I open my mouth Brother Chen will feel inferior." Huangfu Yihui sarcastically looked at Chen Yao, he was originally wood attribute, hiding behind the tree wouldn’t escape him? He surely knew the follower was a male.