Evil World Peony Chapter 10 Qing Mo Xuan Original Release Network

  In my mind, I couldn't erase the image of that grey cloak, those ink-black hair and those terrifying white eyeballs. In the summer, my thoughts were wandering aimlessly as I strolled along the secluded small path. That strange person I just saw... who was he exactly? From his demeanor, it didn't seem like he was a servant from the palace, but if he was the master, I couldn't guess his identity either. Judging from how he addressed Yuan Longqiao, he seemed to be someone very close to him.

  Could it be Yuan Longqiao's brother? Apart from the Fifth and Seventh Princes, she had met all his other brothers!

  Could it be Seventh Highness? …… The age doesn't match!

  Your Highness? Even more impossible. Who would grit their teeth and address themselves by name as if they were a stranger.

  Wu Gongxia, Yuan Longqi... Summer lowered his head and pondered back and forth in his heart. He really didn't know what kind of sacred person he was, but from the conversation between Yuan Longqiao and this strange man, it seemed as if he had a warning for himself, as if he had romantic feelings for Wu Gongxia. Was it because Summer had some connection with him in the past?

  She shook her head, unable to understand, and didn't have the brain to understand. She raised her head, and a simple and unadorned stone plaque came into view, with three big characters - Jing Mo Xuan. The carving was powerful and elegant, with a delicate framework. Below the plaque, on either side, were carved a couplet: Love listening to the wind in the pines, and lying high, every time I write on banana leaves, I entrust new topics.

  Traditional characters! In summer, I roughly recognized a head of black hair once.

  This is...

  The door was wide open and she stretched her head inside to take a look.

  Behind the crystal clear folding screen, several sandalwood bookshelves were filled with books. A wide and large desk made of fragrant yellow sandalwood stood nearby, with a copper crane-shaped high-footed candle holder standing beside it. In the center of the room's floor, an eight-legged lacquered gold-inlaid qilin tripod was placed.

  She couldn't help but feel delighted and rushed to the bookshelves standing against the wall. Fortunately, she found something to pass the time, otherwise being cooped up in this gloomy courtyard would drive her mad sooner or later. She casually pulled out a thread-bound book and flipped through it, her eyes widening immediately.

  "The world is muddy and unclear." Huh? Again with the traditional characters!

  He accidentally dropped a white fruit. What's the matter! Although it wasn't that he didn't recognize a single character, but it looked really too difficult. He put the book back and took out another one from the shelf...

  Bang! Xia Tian knocked her head against the bookshelf, so depressed that she didn't even have the energy to roll her eyes. Heaven was going to destroy her! She had finally found a book to kill some time, but unexpectedly, she could only barely recognize half of the characters. What's with all this "zhī" and "yǐ", it was like they were speaking a different language. Her classical Chinese was never good in school, usually she wouldn't get a single point on the classical Chinese part of the language exam.

  After sulking for a while, she resigned herself to continuing her search for books. After all, having something to do was better than just sitting idly by. "What... Record", "Spring... Something... Message", "What... General History". Bam! Xia Tian's forehead hit the shelf again. Good heavens, she couldn't even recognize a single book title fully, how was she supposed to read them?!

  "Miss, what are you doing here? Let me find you!" Feng Liu's voice. Xia Tian turned back, and saw Feng Liu with a worried expression in front of her, and Xiū Niáng with a stiff face behind.

  "Miss, would you like to read a book?"

  Knowing the answer, why bother asking? Is it really that hard to find something to put on the corner of the table?! Xia Tian glared at Feng Lui with one eye and tightened her grip on the few books in her hand before taking a step forward. It's better than nothing, even if there are some unfamiliar characters, she should still be able to understand with her intelligence. She rolled her eyes and silently scorned herself, thinking that it was fine to deceive herself, otherwise she would immediately find a rope to hang herself if she had to sit idly in the room like that again.

  The silent Xiuniang suddenly stepped forward and blocked her path, looking at the book in her hand, saying in a flat tone: "The princess cannot take away the books here, nor can she take away any of the objects in Jingmo Pavilion."

  Xiatian's eyes widened suddenly, her back straightened like a gun that wouldn't fall even in the wind. Not allowed to take away books? Was she deliberately trying to make herself go hang herself or what.

  "The rules of the Wang Fu, without the permission of the lord, no one is allowed to enter the Jing Mo Xuan. Considering that the princess has just arrived, I will let it go this time. However, please remember, Your Highness, do not make another mistake, otherwise, the rules of the Wang Fu will not be lenient." Shu Niang said calmly and slowly, word by word.

  Her eyebrows furrowed, Xia Tian tightly clutched the few books in her arms, and a nameless fire quietly rose from the bottom of her heart. Warnings, warnings, everyone was warning her here. Was she marrying into the Ling King's Manor to be imprisoned? It was just a few tattered books, what was so special about them? If it weren't for her being suffocated to the point of madness, she wouldn't even bother with them if they were given to her for free. Glaring, today she must "knowingly commit an offense", she had to take these few books away, and see just how unreasonable the rules of the Ling King's Manor were, and what that stinky Yuan Longbiao was going to do to her!

  Calm and composed, he stood in front of her, quietly observing her anger and stubbornness, while Xiuniang remained unruffled, not even batting an eyelid.

  Feng Lian timidly pulled at Xia Tian's sleeve and looked at Xiuniang's face, softly calling out: "Miss."

  The confrontation that was originally tense, was suddenly disrupted by Feng Wei's shout, and the inflated anger dissipated more than half of it, feeling quite meaningless. Slamming the book in his hand onto the desk, Xia Tian stormed out of the door in a huff.

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