La pluie printanière est comme du vin, les saules comme de la fumée

Chapitre 29

"Do you have one?" Feng Xue's voice suddenly turned cold, her clear eyes revealing an indescribable sharpness. Even Qingyi, standing beside her, was startled.

She had never seen a princess like this before.

"Boss, my young lady asked you if you have it?" Knowing that the princess didn't like to hear about Jun Wuhen right now, Qingyi quickly asked.

"Yes, there is indeed a pear blossom bracelet. I'll bring it out right now." The shopkeeper smiled and opened a small cabinet, which contained several relatively valuable bracelets, one of which was the pear blossom bracelet.

The pear blossoms, strung together, are made of crystal and shimmer with a translucent light under the refraction of sunlight.

Feng Xue's heart stirred, and her hand involuntarily reached for the bracelet.

"I'll take these pear blossom earrings."

Suddenly, the words from that day flashed through her mind. Feng Xue's hand paused, and after a bitter laugh, she continued reaching for the pear blossom bracelet. Just as she was about to touch the bracelet, a detached voice rang in her ears.

"I'll take this pear blossom bracelet."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~Because we need to synchronize with Tencent's updates, the number of words in each chapter is a bit less.

Please forgive me.

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Feng Xue's body trembled violently, a thousand indescribable sorrows churning within her, but she quickly calmed down. She swiftly picked up the pear blossom bracelet with two fingers, and with a slight spread of her fingers, the bracelet slid down to her wrist.

She said calmly, "Qingyi, give me the money."

"Yes, Miss." The woman in green took out a silver ingot and placed it in front of the shopkeeper.

"This small amount of silver ingot should be enough to cover a day's income!"

"Yes, madam." There's still a lot more! The boss beamed with joy.

"Qingyi, it's time to return to the manor." From beginning to end, Feng Xue never once looked at the person with the indifferent voice, and her voice remained as cold as ever.

Indifference was the best mask she wore at that moment.

Just as she turned to leave, a voice came from behind her: "Madam, please wait."

Feng Xue turned around, her eyes fixed on the pear blossom bracelet on her wrist. Her voice was indifferent: "Young master, I saw this pear blossom bracelet first."

"I am willing to pay ten times the price."

Feng Xue raised her eyes and said softly, "Some things can't be bought with money." Her clear eyes looked at those ice-blue eyes with a hint of sorrow.

Jun Wuhen was taken aback. When he saw her eyes, he forgot what to say and just stared at Feng Xue.

An ambiguous atmosphere filled the air.

After a short while, Jun Wuhen withdrew his gaze and asked, "What would it take for Madam to give up the pear blossom bracelet?"

"One thing."

"What is it?"

Fengxue pointed to the flower boats on the Flower River.

"That pleasure boat belongs to the Drunken Flower Pavilion. I've heard that the Miss Lianxin inside is only available to those who are extremely wealthy. If you can invite Miss Lianxin from that pleasure boat without spending a single penny, then this pear blossom bracelet is yours."

"Miss!" the woman in green exclaimed in surprise. This was simply impossible; the princess rarely made things difficult for others. Unless…

The woman in green sized up the young man.

Dressed in black... I've heard that the Martial Arts Master Jun Wuhen has blue eyes...

"Young master, this bracelet was first chosen by my young lady." The man in green's tone hardened. He had hurt the princess's feelings; he couldn't let this go!

"Are you sure you want to?" Jun Wuhen ignored Qingyi's words, his deep blue eyes, as deep as the ocean, fixed on her, as if a bird had gently skimmed through the depths of his eyes, creating ripples.

Feng Xue was startled. The blue in his eyes was like a blue vortex, and she seemed to be spinning within it. Suddenly, she trembled, and joy welled up from the bottom of her heart.

He...recognized her.

"How dare you! You dare take anything my lady has her eye on?" With that, a guard stepped forward, ready to grab his collar. But before he could even get a foot closer, he was frightened back by his sharp gaze.

The remaining guards were also ready to attack, but before they could even step forward, they were repelled by a palm strike. And that palm strike didn't seem to have used even a fraction of its power.

The guards were all shocked. They were considered experts in the palace, yet this man had sent them flying ten feet away with just a gentle palm strike.

Who could be such a master?

Feng Xue lowered her eyes, and when she raised them again, her gaze was indifferent, her eyes calm and unwavering.

"Your Majesty will not break your promise, will you?" The voice was as calm as water and as cold as ice.

The Venerable One? The Venerable One of the Martial World, Jun Wuhen? The guards were immediately stunned.

Jun Wuhen frowned slightly. He disliked her cold voice and indifferent expression.

“Okay.” He replied calmly, seemingly unsurprised that she recognized him.

A moment later, Feng Xue and the others boarded the flower boat with Jun Wuhen.

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