Quick-wear flirting system: being spoiled by gods in the plane

Chapter 137 The Cold Knight of the Western Noble Family (32)

"Go and rest."

……

Tanasha sneaked back to Yuci's room and bumped into her.

“You heard it too, didn’t you?” Tanasa frowned and shook her head. “What is he thinking?”

Yu Ci brewed some tea and handed it to the dazed woman, saying, "Don't worry, at least for now, as long as we meet smoothly within the territory of Liu Kingdom, he won't make a move easily."

The duke who came to the banquet died in his own palace; perhaps he had no desire to live anymore.

"When soldiers come, we'll block them; when water comes, we'll dam it..." Yu Ci shook her teacup and smiled, "He can do it, and so can I."

"Perhaps..."

The soft, gentle female voice lowered, as if in contemplation, and slowly opened her mouth with a smile.

"A step ahead?"

……

Perhaps heeding Lancelot's words at the welcoming banquet, Anvina actually arranged for someone to escort them to visit scenic spots near the capital.

Several days passed, and things calmed down.

As the wedding date drew closer, royal families and nobles from various countries who had received invitations to the wedding banquet arrived at the Ryukyu Kingdom's palace one after another. Looking at the bustling crowds on the main streets of the capital, where even a casually thrown stone could fill a basket with nobles and royalty, Tanasa's unease grew stronger.

I have a feeling that something big is about to happen.

In the pavilions and towers, the carved railings and jade walls of the palace separated the palace from the capital. A warm breeze blew over the high walls and into the pavilions, lifting the clothes of two beautiful figures.

“This regent…” Yu Ci chuckled, her light-colored eyes falling on the large group of people moving in the distance. Holding a crumpled piece of paper in her hand, she murmured with a sigh, “The people who invited him all have something in common.”

Hearing this, Tanasha, leaning against a pillar, glanced at the elegantly dressed crowd in the distance and chimed in, "He's frequently hosted banquets over the years, inviting royalty or nobles from small countries. The age range is quite wide, and..."

He paused, his expression complex, "They are all direct descendants of the legitimate bloodline."

At a glance, all the current and future crown princes and high-ranking officials are present and future successors to the throne, and their wealthy and powerful wives and relatives are all present and not one is superfluous.

The gathering spanned a wide age range, from those he could call his grandfather to those who could call him his uncle, essentially bringing together figures who had held power in those countries for centuries.

This obvious intention... Tanasa pursed her lips.

"The wedding banquet is tomorrow. What exactly does he want to do by associating with these people?" Tanasha frowned, her thoughts slightly disordered.

Make friends...

As the distant laughter and chatter drew closer, Yu Ci lowered her eyes and saw the faces of many approaching people. Her eyelashes trembled slightly as fragmented thoughts pieced together a truth in her mind. Suddenly, she took a deep breath, feeling a chill spreading through her chest.

She looked away.

"Tanatha," she murmured softly, "I've thought of something bad."

"what's up?"

Yu Ci looked at the woman seriously and said, "I'm asking you, do you love Anvina?"

Tanasha was taken aback, not expecting her to ask that. After a few seconds of silence, she said firmly, "No."

“Okay.” Yu Ci responded softly, her light-colored eyes, which held a subtle undercurrent, slowly turning to the crowd not far away.

Tanasa: "...What's wrong?"

Yu Ci shook her head and said nothing more.

All that remained in my mind were the four words "Late at night, the bedroom" written on the crumpled paper in my hand as it slowly unfolded.

……

That night, the Ryukyu Kingdom's palace was once again shrouded in darkness and dampness.

The candlelight in the palace was dim. Anvina, who had just bathed and changed, had her black hair loose down to her waist. Her white undergarment was loose, and water stains soaked her chest, faintly revealing the sexiness and sensuality beneath.

He lowered his eyes, drank the wine in his glass, his thin, pale lips stained with its color, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed. As he tilted his head back, a drop of water, not yet wiped from his chin, traced over his Adam's apple, past his neck and collarbone, meandering deeper into his mouth. Anvina didn't stand still in the room for long; her alluring, gentle peach-blossom eyes glanced indifferently at the figure outside the window, who wasn't deliberately concealing himself.

He lowered his eyes, went to the desk, turned the inkstone, and with a soft sound, the bookcase in front of him quietly opened a crack and he went in, but the bookcase was not closed.

It was left for her.

Yu Ci watched from outside the room.

With the right timing, location, and people, both of them have a purpose tonight.

Yu Ci lowered her eyes and followed slowly.

The dimly lit, narrow passageway, filled with the smell of decaying earth, clearly resembled an ancient, sealed ice cellar.

Yu Ci had no magic and could only rely on herself to find her way. After a while, the cold aura grew stronger and stronger. When she reached the end of the passage, she saw that tall and slender figure again.

And, a dozen or so coffins.

Yu Ci was taken aback; her suspicions were now largely true.

The sandalwood coffins were placed side by side on the ice, emitting a chilling mist. Yu Ci looked over and her gaze lingered on the shortest of the coffins.

The man dressed in thin white robes lowered his head slightly, his slender fingertips lightly touching the short coffin. His loose black hair concealed his expression, and from Yu Ci's angle, only his softened profile could be seen.

"You said."

A low, gentle male voice sounded softly, its emotion unreadable, and it was unclear who it was addressing.

He said, "Tell me, is war good?"

Yu Ci stood not far away, her fingertips twitching slightly.

Anvina maintained her head bowed in a stroking posture, murmuring softly, "Silly sister, war is no good at all."

"Because of the war, you were only five years old when your neck was cut off and you were abandoned in the wilderness."

His low, husky voice was gentle and soothing, just like a kind older brother patiently instructing his young and adorable younger sister.

“Because of the war,” Anvina smiled, but the smile didn’t reach her eyes, “our father went to the battlefield, loyal to the emperor and serving his country, fighting bravely against the enemy. In the end, he ended up as a scapegoat, his body torn apart.”

It's laughable, but Anvina gently stroked the coffin and said in a hoarse voice, "Because of the war, our Pingli clan was slaughtered. Ha... not even a dog was spared."

Yu Ci was taken aback, her expression complicated as she looked at the dozen or so coffins in front of her.

Now that things have come to this, Anvina's true identity is crystal clear.

"Back then, when the Ryukyu Kingdom led a group of small countries to provoke Teren, and was ultimately defeated, the Du Kingdom handed over its Grand General, Shinwa Heiri, as a sign of sincerity..."

Yu Ci paused, her guess confirmed, and she was speechless, "You really are a descendant of the Great General."

Upon hearing this, the figure beside the coffin stirred slightly, lowered his hand, and looked at her.

"You're really smart too." Anvina smiled and exclaimed, her deep eyes shimmering with tears, her gentle surface concealing a hidden murderous intent.

He stood quietly, as straight as a pine tree, his noble and aristocratic air never concealed.

Smiling, he said, "I like talking to smart people. So..."

He stepped forward, approached the girl, gently brushed the stray hairs behind her ear with his fingertips, lowered his eyes slightly to smell them, and said wistfully, "I won't ask who you really are, where the original spy went, whether Lancelot in the court is real or fake, or when that mute knight who always looked at me with murderous intent became my enemy."

"I just want to tell you everything tonight. And then..."

"Send you to death."

A gentle and tender voice filled my ears, like the whispers of lovers.

Yu Ci met those eyes that seemed to look at a dog with such affection, tilted her head slightly to avoid the man's hand, smiled faintly, and parted her red lips: "I'm all ears."

……

It's just a story.

Happiness is always so close at the beginning.