I'll also work hard to conquer the dungeon today.

Chapter 564 2.1 The Crown Prince (XI)

Suddenly, Ji Rong seemed to sense something and looked towards the doorway, his expression grave. It was a unique aura unlike anyone else present; he sensed it almost the moment he approached, and the surrounding space seemed different.

“They’re here…” Shui Qi squinted at the doorway, stroking the faint mole between her eyebrows with one hand, and said in a low voice.

The first thing you see is a tall woman who looks extremely gentle and graceful. She is wearing a beautiful white cheongsam, her long hair is tied back, and a gentle smile is on her pretty face.

She first twirled the silk handkerchief and bowed slightly to the crowd, then casually took a step to the side, showing great respect and clearly displaying a submissive attitude.

As she moved, a splash of red appeared at the doorway—it was a stunningly beautiful man.

Her long, dark red hair was tied into a ponytail and secured with a silver hair crown, exuding elegance and nobility.

He wore a long white robe embroidered with peonies, over which he wore a vibrant red outer robe, as flamboyant and unparalleled as a burning flame. Simply standing there, he attracted everyone's attention; his unique elegance seemed etched into his very bones, making his nobility impossible to ignore, no matter where he stood.

What's most captivating is his stunningly beautiful face, so strikingly gorgeous and arrogant, like a peony proudly displaying its beauty. It seems as if the world pales in comparison to him.

His expression was indifferent, and there was always a hint of world-weariness between his brows, which added a unique decadent touch to his appearance.

Those beautiful, narrow, golden-orange eyes were as magnificent and dazzling as the sunset, with a touch of vermilion at the corner of each eye being the perfect finishing touch, giving him an alluring charm. Just a casual glance was enough to melt a person's bones, leaving them hopelessly captivated by his allure.

In the past, Ling Tong could easily hide herself when wearing a mask. However, once she took off the mask, she was like a pearl that had been covered in dust or a rough stone that had been polished. She exuded her presence at all times, making it impossible for people to look away.

“Since ancient times, the best appearance for a man is that of a woman. I think I’m pretty good-looking, but compared to this… I’d rather not… it’s infuriating.” Ji Rong raised an eyebrow at Ling Tong and teased her.

Ling Tong nodded to Ji Rong and walked to her seat, the one with the flame totem painted on it, right next to the head seat on the left.

An untimely chirping sound rang out.

Ling Tong paused slightly as she was about to sit down, then reached out and pulled a small, chubby white ball from her pocket.

The kind of lifting that only uses the index finger and thumb, the kind that I particularly dislike.

He casually picked it up and tossed it onto the table.

The little chubby ball rolled around on the table a few times before stopping and sitting down on it, flapping its tiny wings and starting to chirp.

Only then did everyone realize that it was a pure white bird with no other colors on its body. However, they didn't know if it was because it was too fat or because it had too many feathers. It was so fat that it looked like a ball, and even when it flapped its wings, they couldn't see anything.

It shook its dizzy little head, stood up, and walked unsteadily as if drunk. Even walking in a terrible 'S' shape did not change its target, which was Ling Tong.

"My little ancestor, how did you manage to sneak over here?" Shang Qing stepped forward, sighed softly, and bent down slightly to ask gently.

I reached out to grab it, but it dodged me. Not only that, it fiercely spread its wings and pecked at my fair, alabaster-like hand.

"Ouch!" Shang Qing rubbed her reddened hand, looking aggrieved, and said to Ling Tong, "Master, this little rascal is bullying me again. Please blow on it for me~"

Ling Tong glanced at him briefly, showing no intention of paying him any attention. "Ahem, if Miss doesn't mind, I can blow on it for you," Ji Rong, sitting not far away, said with a light laugh as he looked at Shang Qing.

“He’s a man. If you want to give him a blowjob, go ahead, as long as you’re not afraid he’ll cling to you.” Ling Tong glanced at Ji Rong and spoke for the first time, her deep, melodious voice captivating and pleasant to hear.

Laki covered her face, gazing at Ling Tong with eyes full of admiration. It was the first time she had ever seen such a handsome man. Not only that, but his voice was also pleasant, and he was incredibly tall. He was simply perfect in every way!

Shang Qing curled her red lips and moved closer to Ji Rong, saying, "Little brother..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ling Tong grabbed Shang Qing by the back of his collar, preventing him from getting close to Ji Rong, and casually tossed him aside as if he were trash.

Ji Rong: "..." Aren't there any normal women here?!

The little chubby ball angrily flapped its wings and flew towards Ling Tong, but because it was too fat, it couldn't fly at all and could only become a ground chicken.

Ling Tong casually extended a finger and pressed it against its forehead. With just a light touch, she stopped the little chubby ball from getting closer. The little ball, oblivious to the need to take a detour, kept moving forward, only to find its path blocked.

After a long while, it seemed to realize it had been tricked, so it plopped down and mumbled something under its breath, displaying a very bad temper.

"It's too fat, it needs to lose weight." Ling Tong gently stroked the little chubby bird's head with her index finger, looked down at it, and said softly, her tone gentle.

The chubby bird turned its head to the side, as if it wouldn't listen to anything, but its head involuntarily rubbed against Ling Tong's fingers.

"Are you really angry?" Ling Tong asked softly.

"Chirp chirp chirp!" The little fat bird glared at Ling Tong, then turned its head away again.

"His temper is getting worse and worse," Ling Tong said in a low voice, casually taking out a small vermilion fruit.

The fair fingers gently twirled the small, crimson fruit. As if it had caught a whiff of the fragrance, the chubby bird suddenly flew excitedly toward Ling Tong, nuzzling against his hand as if it wanted to eat the crimson fruit.

"Run three laps around this conference table first, then I'll give it to you." Ling Tong took back the fruit, pointed to the conference table, and said.

Shui Qi glanced at the chubby little bird, a hint of pity in her narrow blue eyes. Running around this conference table would probably take dozens of meters, after all, it was an oval-shaped conference table.

"If you don't run, you'll miss your chance. When she comes, you won't have another chance either," Ling Tong said softly.

The "she" in question refers to Mu Yegui. However, the little fat bird did not understand what Ling Tong meant. It only knew that Ling Tong was not giving it food, so it angrily flapped its wings in an attempt to intimidate Ling Tong.

Ling Tong spoke again, "They like you very much. Don't you want to show off your wings? As the most beautiful little white phoenix..."

The chubby little ball tilted its head, blinked as if pondering Ling Tong's words, and then, as if it had figured it out, walked arrogantly across the conference table, like a king inspecting his subjects.

Shui Qi: "..." You've been tricked, little chubby bird. He just wanted you to exercise and lose weight.

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