Qin Shi: I went astray in the Heavenly Sect

Chapter 39 The Sixth Sense, Wei Zhuang's Actions
"Young master, let's rest for a while!"

Looking at the stack of bamboo slips on the table, Nongyu suddenly asked a question.

Chen Xiuyuan's expression shifted slightly. He looked up at the girl opposite him and saw that she remained calm and gentle as ever.

"tired?"

Nongyu covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

"Young master is joking. It's just a few bamboo slips, not many words in total. But I think it's too mentally taxing for you to memorize so many words in such a short time. Your body won't be able to handle it."

Chen Xiuyuan's eyes flickered slightly. It seemed that the matter had not escaped the other party's notice. However, to be fair, the girl in front of him was not a fool. On the contrary, she was intelligent and perceptive, and it was reasonable that she could see through his intentions.

But one thing is certain: even if a smart person has guessed something, they shouldn't reveal the truth. Instead, they should pretend not to know. He was a little curious about what this girl was thinking.

"This is not something a smart person should say."

Chen Xiuyuan remained silent for a moment before speaking again.

"I just feel that continuing like this wouldn't be good for you, young master."

Nongyu's eyes sparkled as she replied with a smile.

She had a feeling that the other person wasn't a bad person; otherwise, given her cautious nature, she would never have offered any advice.

This was her sixth sense as a woman. Although this magical feeling didn't come often, this time, she trusted her sixth sense.

"It doesn't matter."

Chen Xiuyuan looked at the other person and saw that the other person's eyelids were lowered and there was no intention to look up. After thinking for a moment, he spoke again.

"Perhaps you can speed things up."

When Nongyu heard this, she was taken aback. It seemed that the other party did not understand her meaning. However, when she looked up, she inadvertently met those deep and unfathomable eyes.

It is very quiet, as if it can encompass all things.

The nonchalant air that the other person exuded seemed out of place in this room, and even in the entire Zilan Pavilion, and perhaps even in the whole of South Korea.

Although she didn't move, her eyes subconsciously avoided the other person's gaze.

"Son..."

"You're not from South Korea?"

Seemingly at a loss, Nongyu, whose eyes were unsure where to look, started talking about other topics. However, as soon as she said this, her face turned red.

She's not usually like this, but today she was unexpectedly bold, saying whatever came to mind.

"I heard from Miss Hongdou that Miss Nongyu is timid..."

Upon hearing this, Nongyu blushed even more.

A touch of rouge spread from her cheeks, from the tips of her ears to the side of her neck, like peach petals soaked in morning dew in early spring, or like a red plum blossom suddenly blooming in the snow. Like a pot of fine wine, mellow and sweet, leaving one with an unforgettable aftertaste.

"..."

About half an hour later, Nongyu pushed open the door and slowly walked out. Looking at the "little" guest holding bamboo slips in front of the table, a sense of peace and tranquility suddenly arose in her heart.

She looked at the other person deeply, feeling a little envious. Although she herself seemed to be like that, quiet, gentle, and indifferent, there were some things she could fool others but not herself.

Some people make you feel very comfortable around them, without feeling nervous or reserved. Even if they don't say a word, their natural charm puts you at ease.

Born in Korea, she didn't know why she had this feeling, but it was a feeling that she longed for. Of course, this was also why Nongyu didn't roam the martial arts world. If Wei Zhuang had come this time, perhaps he would have the answer.

It blends with the light and the dust, its stillness seemingly existing.

This ability to live in harmony with everything around us is a manifestation of the highest level of cultivation in the Taoist Heavenly Sect.

Unfortunately, the person who came was not Wei Zhuang, but a girl, a girl who had never met a Taoist master before.

Some say that true hermits live in the city, while lesser hermits live in the countryside. Those who can blend into their surroundings are, to some extent, highly accomplished individuals.

After bidding farewell to Chen Xiuyuan, Nongyu walked towards Zinu's room. However, her thoughts were complicated along the way. She had already realized that the young man was not an ordinary rich kid.

But the other party meant no harm, so she didn't want to tell Zi Nu about her discovery. As an insider, she knew exactly what Zi Lan Xuan was.

Chen Xiuyuan might not care about their prying eyes, but it would still be a disappointment.

"I don't know if it's right or wrong?"

Nongyu sighed softly in her heart, but when she pushed open the door to Zi Nu's room, she found that the room was empty, and the white-haired man had also disappeared.

Nongyu withdrew her gaze, a complex smile suddenly appearing on her lips. Perhaps Zi Nu and Wei Zhuang didn't care about Chen Xiuyuan; their attention was now drawn to the Ninth Prince who had returned to the country.

The girl, who had her hands folded over her lower abdomen, felt a strange sense of relief. She was still a little unaccustomed to being asked to deceive Zi Nu, but since there was no one around, she couldn't be blamed.

Thinking about all this, Nongyu gently closed the door to Zinu's room.

I wonder if Red Bean has noticed yet.

Another thought popped into her mind, but then she shook her head. Hongdou was passionate and a money-grubber; she couldn't possibly have noticed these details.

"Young sir, you won't disappoint me, will you?"

Standing on the fourth floor, she glanced down at the second floor and muttered something to herself.

Looking in that direction, the girl remained calm, but her clear eyes subtly rippled with emotion.

After standing there for a while, Nongyu looked at Xinzheng again and couldn't help but sigh softly.

Being caught in the middle of it all, even she is just a bird in a cage, and so is Zilanxuan. Who can escape it?
"Fortunately, he's not Korean."

A voice faded from her heart, and Nongyu felt a sense of relief. She didn't want anything to happen to this person in South Korea.

"Perhaps I can still do it tomorrow."

The thought that she might be able to see this very pleasant young guest again tomorrow filled Nongyu with excitement.

On a hilltop outside Xinzheng, Wei Zhuang and Zi Nu appeared. They looked down over the entire city of Xinzheng, and Han Fei naturally came into their view.

"He seems to have found something useful!!"

A strange smile flickered across Wei Zhuang's lips as he spoke softly.

"The Ninth Young Master is a disciple of Xunzi, the Confucian master, and has received his true teachings. He understands that human nature is inherently evil and needs to be educated. Having already grasped the complexity of human nature, he is certainly not the kind of good-for-nothing."

Wei Zhuang raised an eyebrow, looking at the shadowy figures moving in the night sky over Xinzheng, and spoke softly.

"This looks like it's going to be quite interesting."

(End of this chapter)