Untouchable Lovers-Chapter 150 - 136: A Meeting after Dusk_2

Chapter 150: Chapter 136: A Meeting after Dusk_2

Zhong Niannian slightly smiled, tucking the hairpin into her sleeve.

Zhu Yan looked at Zhong Niannian and frowned in disapproval, “What do you mean ‘your mistress’? Isn’t the mistress our mutual master?”

Zhong Niannian smiled casually; her beauty was extraordinary, and even Zhu Yan, a woman herself, couldn’t help but be dazzled by her when seen up close. She turned her head and gazed out of the carriage window, speaking softly, “You have always been mistaken. The mistress is the mistress, while I am merely following the young master’s orders, temporarily allowing the mistress to command me. My true master is the young master.”

Zhu Yan couldn’t help but let out a cold laugh, “That’s just as well. You and I serve our own masters. Zhu Sha and I will be keeping an eye on you at all times. Make sure not to do anything inappropriate, or if the mistress places the blame, I certainly won’t be able to protect you.” Her expression remained calm, yet beneath that calmness, a sharp edge was revealed.

Zhong Niannian smiled faintly, saying, “Thank you.”

The two beautiful women engaged in a brief verbal skirmish within the confines of the carriage, and it ended with a gentle thanks from Zhong Niannian. After she said this, Zhu Yan couldn’t help but turn her face away, refusing to look at her.

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Although Zhu Yan and Zhu Sha were tasked with protecting Zhong Niannian’s safety, there was also an element of surveillance involved. But neither of the girls had truly heartless natures, and after years of companionship, even the most unfamiliar became kin, to the point where if Zhong Niannian did something wrong, Zhu Yan, burdened with responsibility, would have to forcefully end her.

Zhu Yan didn’t want to harm Zhong Niannian, so she warned her not to err. Although her warning sounded stern, she actually had Zhong Niannian’s best interest at heart.

Zhong Niannian knew this, and that is why she said “Thank you.”

Before coming to Jiankang City, they had made thorough preparations and smoothly found Chu Garden, confronting Chu Yu right as she was about to step out the door.

Chu Yu looked at Zhong Niannian and let out another bitter smile. If she were a man, the unexpected arrival of such a ‘peach blossom’ would have likely made her happy, but this ‘peach blossom’ was not only undesired but might have ulterior motives, which gave her a headache at the thought.

However, since Zhong Niannian had come looking for her, she ultimately couldn’t just send her away. She followed the original plan, arranged for her to stay, warned Huan Yuan to be cautious, and then she returned to the Princess Mansion with Yue Jiefei.

Upon returning to the mansion, Chu Yu remembered that she had promised to teach Amman poetry today. However, due to Zhong Niannian’s delay, she felt somewhat apologetic and went to Hua Cuo’s courtyard to find Amman.

In Three Thousand Splendid Residence, half of the houses were newly repaired; in the courtyard, two figures were sparring. The dark-skinned youth with a bare upper body stood in the center wielding a spear, his robust actions causing droplets of sweat to fly off him, while a red figure darted around him, the swordplay unpredictable and elusive.

Seeing Chu Yu enter, the red figure’s movements abruptly changed, darting forward swiftly with the sword tip pointed at the dark-skinned youth’s throat, ending the bout.

Amman, frustrated, threw down his spear, “I still can’t beat you.” The heavy iron spear fell with a muted thud, partly embedding itself in the soft earth.

Hua Cuo glanced at Chu Yu and curved up the corner of his mouth, “Of course, have you seen how long you’ve been training compared to how many years I’ve been at it?” Although he could still defeat Amman with his exquisite and nimble swordsmanship, ever since Rong Zhi taught Amman how to harness his strength, this youth from the Alien Clan seemed to have had an epiphany, making progress at a rate that Hua Cuo found almost frightening.

Although he could easily defeat Amman now, in just one more year, when Amman could fully integrate his Innate Divine Strength into the spear technique designed specifically for him, he might be defeated by someone who had once been an easy victory for him.

Facing such a terrifying advancement, Hua Cuo couldn’t help but feel a hint of jealousy.

Mindful of Rong Zhi’s instructions, Amman took a moment to breathe calmly after training, sensing the ebbs and flows of strength within his body. It was only after a while that he noticed Chu Yu had arrived and hurriedly greeted her, “Princess, where did you go today?” Thanks to the days of coaching, Amman could now speak smoothly, no longer stammering.

Chu Yu smiled slightly and said, “Today, I went to see the World’s First Beauty, truly a peerless beauty.”

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Hua Cuo curled his lip and walked out, speaking in a tone of disdain, “The World’s First Beauty? What kind of World’s First Beauty is Zhong Niannian?”

He moved swiftly and was out of sight in a blink of an eye. Although Chu Yu found it strange, with Amman waiting by her side, she quickly forgot about Hua Cuo’s comment.

Anyway, it wasn’t a matter of great importance. Even if there was another beauty, it wasn’t much related to her.

Following Chu Yu back to the East Upper Pavilion for studies and casually having dinner at her place, Amman returned when it was already deep into the night. In the silent darkness, his ears twitched sensitively. He suddenly moved as swiftly and fiercely as a leopard, leaping over several walls in a few quick strides. He managed to intercept a person in white who was walking out.

Upon realizing he had intercepted Rong Zhi, Amman was taken aback for a moment, but still asked warily, “Where are you going?”

Rong Zhi glanced at him indifferently, smiling slightly and said, “Where I’m going, what does it have to do with you? Be obedient, go back to sleep, and forget you saw me tonight.” His tone was casual and dismissive.

Subconsciously, Amman took a step back, but couldn’t help asking again, “Are you going out to do something bad?” Looking at the white-clothed young man before him, he felt a deep-seated reverence.

He wasn’t afraid of Hua Cuo, who practiced combat with him every day and always defeated him. But he was afraid of Rong Zhi, with no particular reason, like the keen instinct of a wild animal, he felt this delicate and seemingly weak young man was very terrifying.

Rong Zhi shook his head and took a step forward. Subconsciously, Amman retreated again, but remembering he had just dined with Chu Yu gave him the courage to say, “You can’t harm the Princess.”

However, the next moment, he only heard a whoosh behind his head, without enough time to react, a sharp pain struck the back of his head, and then darkness overtook him as he lost consciousness.

Seeing Amman collapse with a muffled groan, Rong Zhi lifted his eyelids, looking toward the wall ahead to the left. There sat a figure in red, outlined in silver-white radiance by the moonlight, appearing somewhat eerie. He smiled, nodding, “Ah Cuo, leave this kid to you. Take care of him until I return.”

Having said that, he continued on his way.

The moon climbed over the willow tops, as people met after dusk. Although a bit late, how could he not go to the invitation from “the World’s First Beauty”?