Cultivation Goddess

Cultivation Goddess
Chapter 236


Fang Yin's feeling was slightly relieved although in reality he did not know if Emperor Jing would actually help him after knowing his true purpose.


His hand moved to grab the hot tea that was lying before him. A distinctive fresh fragrant aroma burst into his nasal cavity.


A warm feeling was felt on his lips as the lips of the cup stuck there. He felt a mouthful of warm tea flowing through his esophagus.


Fang Yin again put down the cup, not wanting to drink it to the toilet.


What he did did did not escape Emperor Jing's observation. At first he hoped to peek at the face behind the black veil. However, everything is just a wishful thinking. Fang Yin's beautiful face remained tightly hidden.


"I'm on a mission, Your Majesty. For me this mission is quite heavy and makes me almost desperate."


Fang Yin's words made Emperor Jing wake up from his daydream. The soft voice managed to make him flinch. His chest trembled, clearly showing a sense of care in his eyes.


“I can't measure a difficulty. A great woman like you will definitely complete your mission easily.”


The praise that Emperor Jing threw made Fang Yin feel sultry. In fact he was very reluctant to deal with a man, moreover one who had power.


More talk will waste time. Adjacent to the foreign man who gave her the look of wanting to force her to talk immediately and put an end to it all.


Fang Yin's countenance grew increasingly displeased at Emperor Jing. He smelled the scent of cunning behind his sweet demeanor. 


“My mission is to search the Book of the Nine Dragons seven-star. The news I received sounded ambiguous. Either I get it or I don't.”


Emperor Jing's facial expression changed rapidly. Both his eyes moved.


‘I've guessed. You will definitely not be happy after hearing this.’ Fang Yin spoke inwardly.


Emperor Jing had not had time to give an answer to Fang Yin, a woman in a beautifully patterned and elegant-looking outfit, had suddenly stood beside them.


His eyes gave Fang Yin a displeased look then turned to look at Emperor Jing who looked ordinary. The woman felt even more displeased that there was no respect for her. Just this time as an empress she was disrespected by a foreign woman who looked like an ordinary citizen.


He was in vain waiting for the manners of Fang Yin. His hand pulled the chair and sat on it in annoyance.


“The formula is correct that I heard from the waiter. His Majesty the Emperor keeps a woman in this palace.” Empress Lin could no longer hold herself to silence.


Not wanting to hear the remark that provoked his emotions, Fang Yin planned to leave immediately from there. ‘Facing a jealous woman will be harder than facing a dangerous enemy,’ Fang Yin murmured inwardly.


“Thank you for the tea, Your Majesty. If there's nothing we need to talk about, I want to go back to the.” room Fang Yin moved from his seat and turned around.


Suddenly empress Lin got up and held onto her arm. His eyes reflected anger and hatred.


“Wait, Miss. I never looked at a person by his clothes. But seeing this attitude of yours I feel if ordinary people do learn a little manners.”


Emperor Jing stood up and looked at Empress Lin sharply.


“Dragon your attitude, Empress Lin.” Emperor Jing's heavy and suppressive voice made the empress' ignited emotions subside.


“I only defend your honor, Your Majesty. It doesn't matter if he doesn't give me respect, but you ..”.


Emperor Jing's right hand swung upward with an open palm hinting the empress to be silent.


Seeing this incident, Fang Yin felt confident that Emperor Jing was actually treating women with respect. Far from the practice that has ingrained in the midst of its people.


“Please let go of my hand!”


At least Fang Yin did not look towards the empress. With a sense of disdain, Empress Lin let go of her hand.


He looked at Fang Yin's back which was walking away. Circumstances that make him not understand. The woman who was to him a stranger had made her husband behave strangely.


Empress Lin sat down violently. His heart held a furious feeling. However, he did not dare to reveal it.


Emperor Jing sat back down, looked closely at Empress Lin and said, "You better not off. He is the descendant of the ice tribe."


Empress Lin gasped. Instantly his face was wracked with anxiety. His lips moved without sound. Fear made his voice clench in his throat.


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