Maître de l'ambiguïté

Chapitre 11

For three years they stayed together, and he was always so gentle with her.

Facing Ye Chuhan's affectionate gaze, Lianhua's heart softened little by little. Under his gaze, she slowly lowered her eyes and whispered:

"Okay, I believe you."

Outside the Valley of Flowers.

Mei Ji, dressed in a long, flowing dress, bit her cherry lips slightly as she looked at Zhan Yu, who was walking out of Ye Chuhan's East Garden. Finally, she stamped her foot and reluctantly went to greet him.

"Did Hall Master Zhan see everything?"

Her tone seemed to be full of resentment.

Zhan Yu didn't even glance at her and continued walking forward.

Mei Ji followed him, attempting to provoke Zhan Yu with her words, "Lotus actually disregarded her friendship with Hall Master Zhan, seduced the Sect Master, and even slept with him. Such an impure woman..."

brush!

Mei Ji felt a sudden chill, her almond-shaped eyes widened, her whole body stiffened, and she dared not move an inch.

The tip of the Azure Sword was less than half an inch from her throat.

A dangerous glint flashed in Zhan Yu's dark eyes as he looked at her, his voice icy cold, "If you say another word in front of me, I will take your life."

Mei Ji didn't dare to move an inch.

Zhan Yu sheathed his sword, turned coldly, and walked out of the flower valley.

Even after Zhan Yu's figure disappeared into the thick fog outside the valley, Mei Ji was still standing there, stiff and pale as paper.

She was covered in cold sweat.

It took Meiji a long time to come to her senses.

She wiped the fine sweat from her forehead, turned to look at the East Garden where Ye Chuhan lived, her eyes flashing with resentment. Finally, she stomped her foot angrily and said coldly:

"I'm not that easy to lose!"

Section 5

evening.

Inside the magnificent East Garden.

Illuminated by a huge luminous pearl, the curtain was drawn back, revealing Mei Ji dressed as a dancer from the Western Regions. Exquisite embroidered gauze was softly wrapped around her arms, waist, and long, jade-like legs. Her graceful figure was exceptionally alluring in the hazy light. A musician played the konghou (a type of Chinese harp), and her black hair flew in the wind. Her exquisite dance instantly outshone all the beautiful concubines in the East Garden.

The other concubines in the East Garden all changed their expressions immediately!

Mei Ji possesses more than just beauty to have maintained Ye Chuhan's favor for so long.

Ye Chuhan put down the wine glass he had been admiring, and opened his arms slightly. Mei Ji smiled knowingly, twisted her waist, and spun herself into Ye Chuhan's arms, reaching out her arms to softly hook around his neck.

"Meiji prepared this dance very carefully to make the sect leader happy."

"That's a reward for you."

Ye Chuhan smiled lightly, casually picked up the wine cup he had just set aside, and brought it to Meiji's lips. Meiji glanced at the jealous and resentful concubines with her beautiful eyes, and then drank the wine from the cup in Ye Chuhan's hand.

"Thank you, Sect Leader."

Mei Ji's eyes were filled with autumn water as she gazed at Ye Chuhan with deep affection. "Mei Ji has always loved only the Sect Leader. Does the Sect Leader also love only Mei Ji the most?"

Ye Chuhan's eyes narrowed.

He didn't say anything, but glanced at Meiji. That one glance made Meiji nervously lower her head, unable to meet his gaze, and hurriedly said:

“Mei...Mei Ji has been presumptuous.”

Ye Chuhan gently pinched the exquisite face of Mei Ji in his arms with his slender fingers. He stared at her cautious gaze, but unexpectedly smiled faintly, his breath as fragrant as orchids.

"My favorite is, of course, only Meiji."

Mei Ji was stunned, never expecting that Ye Chuhan would actually answer her.

Just as she was about to answer, she heard the door to the East Garden suddenly being pushed open from the outside, and a gust of cold night wind rushed in. Lianhua stood at the door, looking coldly at Ye Chuhan and Meiji on the bed.

Mei Ji was stunned and hadn't reacted yet when she saw a flash of silver light before her eyes. It was Lotus's silver soft whip coming straight at her. She screamed and her face turned pale. She quickly rolled out of Ye Chuhan's arms and dodged the whip.

Lotus, who had just drawn her whip, now had a look of anger on her fair face.

The concubines hurriedly helped Meiji back to the side.

The East Garden immediately fell silent.

Ye Chuhan, alone on the couch, smiled even more deeply, his eyes gleaming with amusement as he leisurely watched Mei Ji pull away the lotus flower.

Lianhua looked at him, her hand still holding the soft whip, her voice as cold as ice, "Lianhua dares to ask the sect leader a question, how many people are truly loved in the sect leader's eyes?!"

Ye Chuhan smiled gently.

He lazily sat up from the couch, his long, black hair flowing softly across the brocade couch like a spring, and a gentle smile flashed in his narrow eyes.

"My one true love is, of course, only you!"

The anger in Lotus's eyes intensified.