The Stunning Prime Minister

Chapter 12

"My wife minds this very much." Yu Zhou felt powerless; talking to her was truly exhausting.

"You brat, you talk too much nonsense. No one can change my mind once I've made a decision. If it weren't for your decent looks, I wouldn't want you! Your wife is in Class One of the Girls' Academy. If I don't see you one day, you'd better watch your head. Got it?" Lan Tianxixiang said fiercely, pointing at Yu Zhou's head and jabbing it downwards.

“Miss Xixiang, I miss you…” Yu Zhou said, trying to hold back his emotions.

"Uh, and remember this, kid, you have to call me 'wife.' If I hear you call me 'Miss' or anything like 'Xixiang,' I don't care if you're an adult or not. I'll eat you up first." He said with a roguish grin, touching his nose.

All that could be seen was Lan Tianxixiang returning to the girls' college in a very dashing manner. Only Yu Zhou was left staring blankly at Lan Tianxixiang's retreating figure.

"Congratulations. You've gained another wife." Hua Qianmo said gloatingly. "You can take her away, I don't mind." Yu Zhou sat down and sighed.

"Roses are beautiful, but they have thorns. I can't handle them." He's quick to make sarcastic remarks.

"Alright, those people from Shangwu Academy really don't take us seriously. They haven't even arrived yet." Feng Youhuang stopped Hua Qianmo and Yu Zhou from arguing any further. Jing Xieshang didn't say a word, but pointed to the tree and said, "They're here."

The tree was lush and shady. A man leaned against a withered branch, his long hair flowing freely, a red robe hanging from the branch. His skin was snow-white, his eyebrows like ink paintings, his face like peach petals—a captivating and alluring beauty. His thin lips were tightly pressed together, his pale brown pupils flickering as he stared at Jing Xie Shang. A red mole beneath his eye added an unusually seductive touch. He kept toying with a strand of his hair in his hand.

"Yelü Longxu," Jing Xieshang said, enunciating each word clearly. The anger in his eyes was impossible to conceal. "Xieshang, is this how you treat an old friend?" The man in the tree smiled wickedly. But Jing Xieshang's joints creaked. However, when Yingxue saw Yelü Longxu, her eyes filled with fear, and her body trembled involuntarily.

"Don't force me to take action." Jing Xieshang restrained himself. If he were to consider killing someone, he would be expelled from the Six Arts. He couldn't leave the Six Arts, but his hatred for Yelü Longxu had long been buried deep within him.

"Young Master Yelü, don't forget what you promised me." Yuan Yang suppressed Jing Xieshang's murderous aura and turned to Yelü Longxu.

"Xingzhi's here too! No wonder. But I'm really curious to see who won first place. Even Xingzhi beat them." She said mockingly, inhaling the fragrance of her own hair. Yu Zhou, who had been sitting down, stood up upon hearing the arrogant voice outside. Seeing the man hanging in the tree, a hint of amazement flashed in his eyes. He hadn't expected there to be a man more alluring than a woman. "Innate charm," the phrase came to Yu Zhou's mind.

Yelü Longxu stared blankly at Yu Zhou's face, making no attempt to hide his astonishment. He had seen many men, including the five before him, but he had never shown such amazement before. This was the first time he had ever been truly shocked. He jumped down from the branch and walked step by step towards Yu Zhou.

Yu Zhou found the man before him to be as alluring as a poppy. Shen Si, though also charming, still possessed a touch of masculine spirit, but the allure he exuded was more bewitching than any woman's. He was cultivating a seductive art. But what would a grown man need to cultivate such an art?

And Yingxue's terrified expression—what was this man's connection to the Jin Yao Kingdom's royal family? A series of questions flashed through Yu Zhou's mind. But Yelü Longxu was already standing in front of Yu Zhou, seemingly very displeased. He grabbed Yu Zhou's chin, his fox-like eyes filled with dissatisfaction and anger.

"What are you thinking about?" Yelü Longxu's brown eyes gleamed with a sharp light. Yu Zhou felt a sharp pain in his jaw, pulling him back from his wandering thoughts.

Meeting those brown eyes, Yu Zhou showed no fear. "It's nothing!" he said confidently.

"It's nothing, but kids who lie will get arrested." The pain in her chin made Yu Zhou uncomfortable. She forcefully slapped away the delicate hand on her chin. "Don't treat me like a child," Yu Zhou said angrily. She didn't like the way this man was staring at her.

"Hmph, a child is just a child." Yelü Longxu clenched his fist, which Yu Zhou had slapped away. His face was filled with anger. His brown eyes were tinged with a faint brown.

"How did you sneak in? You're quite good-looking." Yelü Longxu sized up Yu Zhou, a possessive lust emanating from him. He looked every bit like a husband questioning his wife.

"Sneak in? Does he, the top student, need to sneak in? He—Yu Xuanyuan, the top student of the Six Arts Academy, a once-in-a-millennium talent." Hua Qianmo pulled Yu Zhou aside and said angrily. His little bean sprout was his, and absolutely no one else could touch it, especially this transvestite.

"You—" His brows furrowed, a dangerous glint in his brown eyes. Yet, a smile spread across his face. So alluring, so captivating. "So that thirteen-year-old boy was you. I never imagined you were so stunning." He traced his slender fingers around his lips, appearing incredibly alluring.

"Not as dazzling as someone else," Yu Zhou said sarcastically. Yelü Longxu looked like a submissive character, but his cunning was far more terrifying.

"Xuanyuan, what a fine name. So imposing," Yelü Longxu said, subtly implying something. He was clearly trying to make her an enemy.

"My mind is powerless to escape the divine arrow, the wind and rain darken my homeland. My thoughts are entrusted to the cold stars, but they do not understand. I offer my blood to Xuanyuan. My name is taken from this poem. (Lu Xun's self-portrait)" Yu Zhou said firmly.

"I offer my blood to Xuanyuan! What a fine poem, what a noble ambition! Xuanyuan truly is Xuanyuan!" Feng Youhuang exclaimed, his eyes filled with surprise and admiration. He couldn't help but admire this thirteen-year-old boy before him. In terms of both talent and spirit, he absolutely deserved the title of the best in the world.

"I offer my blood to Xuanyuan, Yu Xuanyuan! I remember. What I want to tell you is that there will definitely be a person named Yelü Longxu in your life, and I am that person." Yelü Longxu raised an eyebrow. His eyes became even more alluring. In the blink of an eye, Yelü Longxu arrived at the pavilion on the other side, his lightness skill was unprecedented.

"His lightness skill is 'Treading Snow Without a Trace.' Wasn't that lost for many years?" Yu Zhou was utterly shocked. The Six Arts Academy had left her with nothing but astonishment. Did the appearance of Thunder Wind Fist and 'Treading Snow Without a Trace' foreshadow something? "Yelü, his surname is Yelü," Jing Xieshang said.

“Yelü, he is a prince of Jinyao Kingdom. A member of the royal family,” Yu Zhou quickly added. There was no other explanation.

“Yelü Longxu, the third prince of Jinyao Kingdom, clad in red robes and wielding a silver sword, treading through snow and flying sand,” Yuan Yang continued, speaking slowly. A faint purple hue lingered in his eyes, barely noticeable.

"That's enough for today, go back and rest." Teacher Heishan's hoarse voice interrupted everyone's thoughts. Of course, it also interrupted ours.

"Let's go back." Shen Si hadn't said anything, just listened to their conversation in a daze, but she wrote down every word. "Let's go back and tidy up the dorm." Hua Qianmo also said to Shen Si.

"Hmph, in the end, only Yelü Longxu from the Martial Arts Academy came; the rest didn't show up." Feng Youhuang slammed her hand on the stone table, her face filled with anger. Her phoenix eyes gleamed with purple light.

“Apart from Yelü Longxu, the others in the Martial Arts Academy are nothing to fear.” Jing Xieshang said intentionally or unintentionally. In fact, the person he feared the most was Yelü Longxu. This person was a madman, even more insane than himself. He killed his own mother when he was ten years old, yet he did not show the slightest fear or tremor.

Yelü Longxu was a madman; no one could be mader than him.

"Born with a damaged heart meridian, he must drink blood to survive every day." In other words, he was born simple-minded. Yu Zhou felt a little sorry for him; indeed, even the most hateful person has a pitiable side.

"We're running out of time, let's head back quickly," Hua Qianmo reminded him again. A hint of reluctance flickered in his eyes, but he managed to conceal it.

“Xingzhi, let’s go back too,” Yu Zhou said gently. “Then Xuanyuan and I will take our leave.” After exchanging pleasantries, Yu Zhou and Yuan Yang walked together under the bamboo forest, with Yingxue following behind. Yingxue seemed somewhat dazed and inexplicably distressed.

Beyond the winding path, a bamboo house came into view, surrounded by a fence of emerald green bamboo. A bamboo plaque bore the words "Muyun," exuding an elegant and refined charm. Next to it, a patch of lavender grew, its enchanting purple hues enveloping the tranquil bamboo house, and a wind chime, identical to those at Chongru Academy, also hung there.

Yu Zhou really liked the little house; it was extremely elegant and refreshing. His mood was much better than before.

"Brother Xingzhi, are you not satisfied with this room?" Yu Zhou looked at Yuan Yang, who showed no reaction, and was slightly surprised. "No, it's just that I already saw it yesterday," he said with a smile.

"Oh, I see. Let's go in then," Yu Zhou said excitedly, happily pushing open the door. But then he heard a cry of "Ah—".

Yu Zhou was stunned by the sight before him.

[Little Green Pet]

A small green snake hung from the beam, its tongue flicking out. "Hiss!" Yu Zhou's mouth gaped open. This snake looked like a bamboo viper; a bite from it would be fatal. Yu Zhou began to hold his breath. Yuan Yang, amused by Yu Zhou's reaction, pulled the snake away. He stroked the little green snake's head and said, "You're being naughty again."

"You...keep it." Yu Zhou, frightened, automatically moved ten meters away from Yuan Yang. Yuan Yang's pale purple eyes flickered. With a calm smile, she played with the little green snake in her hand and said, "Little Green won't bite. It's very well-behaved."

"It's a poisonous snake. I'm terrified." Yu Zhou was most afraid of snakes; the sight of it flicking its tongue was incredibly frightening. This Yuan Yang must have done it on purpose, knowing she was scared, yet still showing it to her. "Don't come any closer," Yu Zhou said, each time Yuan Yang took a step closer.

"Touch it, Xiaoqing is really well-behaved." Yuan Yang continued to tempt Yu Zhou. Although she saw the so-called Xiaoqing obediently wrapped around Yuan Yang's hand, she was still afraid. She asked tremblingly, "Brother Xingzhi, you won't let us sleep with it, will you?" Yu Zhou had to ask this question.