Female Supreme: Holy Son, you don’t want to be discovered, right?

"Blood clan..."

She whispered in a deep voice, then turned and left the terrace, as if the smile just now had never existed.

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Chapter 228 Marriage

now,

Xisar stood beside Xing Feng with a smile on his face, waving to the crowd from time to time, looking very comfortable.

Before the people who were ready to shake hands lined up, he turned his head and whispered to Xing Feng,

"Just shake hands, smile and say a blessing, don't shake hands for too long."

"Ah, um, okay..." Xing Feng nodded in confusion.

Although I still have some resistance to Cesar's arrangement,

But it's just a handshake, it shouldn't be too much trouble...

But when the first woman in line shook his hand excitedly,

Xing Feng gradually realized that things might not be as simple as he had imagined.

　"Your Highness, it is truly the honor of my life to meet you!"

The young and beautiful woman in front of him stuttered a little. She clasped her hands together and held Xing Feng tightly, shaking him up and down. Her eyes were bright as if there were stars twinkling.

"Ah... um... thank you... I wish you a happy life..."

Xing Feng was a little nervous, but he still tried hard to imitate Cesar beside him and forced out an unnatural smile.

But this micro-expression of a slightly red face and evasive eyes made the woman so excited that her nose was snorting and her shoulders were trembling slightly.

Your Highness....so cute...

She obviously has the same charm as her husband, but her shy look is simply fatally attractive.

Just as she was about to speak, a soldier came up to her and politely took her away from the team.

Despite this, she still looked back reluctantly before leaving, her eyes full of reluctance and regret, as if she wanted to feel the "unique touch" of His Royal Highness the Prince a little longer.

Xing Feng could only smile awkwardly, feeling a little helpless at the woman's excessive enthusiasm.

　"He's still a relatively gentle type. Things might be a little troublesome next." Cesar's voice came from the side.

Xing Feng turned to look at Xisar, not understanding what he was talking about?

Just then, another woman walked forward quickly.

The visitor this time was a mature and beautiful woman with exquisite makeup and wearing a luxurious dress.

As soon as she came up, she took the initiative to stretch out her pair of fair-skinned hands and shook hands with him. Her movements were so natural that it seemed like they were acquaintances who hadn't seen each other for many years.

But her eyes were fixed on Xing Feng's face.

"Your Highness, your hands are so warm and soft. May I hold them for a while longer?"

The woman's voice was as soft as honey, yet with a hint of deliberate low seduction. While she spoke, her fingertips lightly stroked the back of Xing Feng's hand a few times.

Xing Feng naturally felt it, and the blessing he was about to say was suddenly choked, his cheeks instantly turned red, and he didn't dare to look directly at the face in front of him.

"Uh, this..."

The woman's increasingly bold hand gestures made Xing Feng shyly want to refuse and pull his hand back.

But he suddenly discovered that the woman was surprisingly strong, and he even felt his knuckles were a little painful from being pressed.

Fortunately, Xisar on the side noticed it in time, coughed lightly, and the soldiers quickly stepped forward.

"What a bummer."

The woman snorted coldly upon seeing this, but she still pinched Xing Feng's fingertips twice lingeringly, and finally let go reluctantly.

Xing Feng watched her back gradually going away, standing stiffly in place, not knowing how to react for a moment.

　Before Xing Feng could catch his breath, he suddenly heard a sound coming from below.

Looking down, he saw a girl who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old with two ponytails gently pulling at the corner of his clothes.

"Your Highness..." The girl spoke shyly, her voice as thin as a mosquito.

Xing Feng was stunned, and he squatted down unconsciously, gently holding her hand, trying to make his smile look more natural.

　The girl, who had originally looked shy, raised her head and looked expectantly at the prince who was looking at her at eye level.

Only then did Xing Feng hear what she had been whispering:

"Your Highness, do you need a dog?" The girl's voice was filled with inexplicable excitement.

"Dog, dog?" Xing Feng was stunned.

The girl nodded vigorously.

"I, I can be your highness's dog!"

"And I will be very, very obedient!"

The girl added in a low voice, and as if she was afraid that Xing Feng would refuse, she timidly grasped his hand.

Xing Feng was frightened and tried to pull his hand away, but he saw that the girl looked like she was about to cry.

He had no choice but to quickly turn his gaze to Cesar, his eyes full of silent requests for help.

Xisar sighed helplessly, and only when Xing Feng's eyes almost shouted "Save me" did he slowly raise his hand.

　The soldier quickly stepped forward, picked up the girl and took her away.

As the girl left, she still waved to Xing Feng and shouted crisply,

"Your Highness! I will keep working hard!"

Xing Feng froze in place, a complex expression of shock still lingering on his face, and he finally understood Xisar's reminder.

“Don’t hold it for too long” is not just a casual remark, but comes from Cesar’s many years of experience.

But what puzzled Xing Feng was,

It seems that women in this country are all sexually hungry, and this situation is heading towards a state of collapse regardless of age.

...

The handshake meeting lasted for a long time.

Xing Feng also gradually mastered the trick.

As long as you let go immediately after shaking hands, you won't be held tightly.

Although he always had to face the begging look of the person in front of him, hoping to hold his hand for a while longer, Xing Feng would never dare to hold his hand like he just did.

At this moment, he is more like a ruthless assembly line worker.

Give it a gentle shake, say a quick "Have a nice day," and quickly move on to the next person.

Xisar, who was standing by, saw this scene and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Xing Feng was no longer as nervous and shy as he was at the beginning.

Everything has a first time, and letting Xing Feng experience such an occasion was also a deliberate step he had planned.

But he also understood that Xing Feng was gentle by nature and even a little shy.

This kind of personality may be his advantage, but it may also become his weakness in the future.

After all, facing the wolves and tigers in this world, if you are too soft-hearted, sooner or later you will be eaten up without leaving a bone.

Thinking of this, Xisar sighed softly.

Then he walked to Xing Feng's side and whispered jokingly in a relaxed tone:

"Yeah, it's getting better and better. I think it won't be a problem to get a few hundred more, right?"

Xing Feng turned around and glared at him, but said nothing. He silently extended his hand to greet the next person who was so excited that he was about to cry to shake hands.

Xisar laughed, and looking at Xing Feng's appearance he suddenly remembered his past self, but he didn't say anything more.

There were only a few dozen people who came to shake hands, and he still had to prepare for the next event.

So Xisar arranged for soldiers to watch over him and quietly left Xing Feng.

But soon after he left,

Xing Feng suddenly noticed that a metal wheelchair was pushed out from the crowd and stopped in front of him.

There was a beautiful purple-haired woman sitting in the wheelchair.

Although her clothes were simple to the point of being shabby, with the cuffs even a little frayed, this simplicity did not conceal her beauty, but instead highlighted her unique and noble temperament.

The long purple hair hung down like waves, and under the coat were a pair of slender and straight human legs, with the white bare ankles swaying gently.

And those gem-like eyes were looking at him, revealing complex emotions.

Timid yet persistent, as if trying to find some answers from his own eyes.

And Xing Feng naturally recognized who the person was. The long purple hair and the faint golden light around her body showed that she was the mermaid he had rescued.

But what he didn't expect was that the mermaid's tail could actually turn into legs?

And she even chased me here???

This...isn't it obvious that this is directed at me?

At this moment, Kolia stubbornly stretched out her hand to Xing Feng, trying hard to shake hands with him.

But Xing Feng's mind was a mess.

He had been trying to run away from this guy because he always had a feeling that if he got involved with her, he would definitely get into trouble.

So he looked back anxiously, but couldn't see Cesar.

An idea suddenly came to his mind as he was in a hurry.

If, if I pretended not to know her at this moment...

It should...it should make her give up temporarily...

This thought flashed through his mind, and Xing Feng made up his mind instantly.

After giving Coria a formal handshake, he quickly withdrew his hand.

The movement was so quick and crisp that before Coria could even close her fingers, she felt the warmth in her palm disappear in an instant.

She stared at her hands in a daze, and then looked at Xing Feng, trying to see at least a hint of familiarity in Xing Feng's eyes.

However, Xing Feng had already turned around and extended his hand to the next person.

But when facing the stranger, the handshake lasted much longer than hers...

Kolya's chest felt as if it had been stabbed by a knife, and an indescribable feeling of bitterness suddenly surged in her heart.

However, it all makes sense.

After all, what she did along the way was nothing but self-deception, using magic to deliberately deceive others, so it was understandable that Xing Feng couldn't remember her.

As long as she can bring the person back and completely erase his memory, then Xing Feng will only have herself in his eyes.

　Kolya subconsciously tightened her hands and gripped the armrests of the wheelchair.

at this time,

Gala, leaning against the wheelchair with her hands folded, laughed unabashedly.

"Tsk tsk, you've been thinking about her for a long time, but in the end no one wants to pay attention to you. You still think you're so charming. It's so funny."

Kolia sat in the wheelchair silently, saying nothing.

Seeing that she remained silent, Gala's tone became even harsher.

"I just don't understand. Even if you really take him back, what can you do? How can you keep him? The old tricks of mermaids? Erase his memory, or forcibly imprison him?"

"Heh...Don't you think it's ridiculous to want to get something by this means?"

Kolia remained silent, but her fingertips were firmly embedded in her palms.

Seeing this, Gala snorted smugly, as if she was too lazy to argue with her, and then let go of the armrest behind the wheelchair.