Cultivation Goddess
Chapter 248
Jian Heng did not just sit idly by waiting for Fang Yin to finish cleaning up and get ready. He also did the same thing by bathing in different places.
Even though he was a man, he was happy to linger for a bath. Her long hair often made her difficult and dyed into the water. This made him very careful.
For her, having dinner with Fang Yin was such a special moment that she wanted to look perfect. Jian Heng added a refreshing fragrance to his bath water.
The atmosphere around him had darkened, Jian Heng shortened his bathing ritual and returned to his room. He then chose the most beautiful clothes and put them on.
After her long hair was neatly combed, she tied it with a rope and put up a silver ornament. Jian Heng really looked very handsome that night.
What was needed was ready, he did not need to bring a lot of items into the dining room. Only the scrolls he would give Fang Yin were the ones he brought. He put it in his storage ring.
Fang Yin had not finished preparing. The door of his room was still tightly closed and occasionally an object fell from inside. Despite not seeing her directly, Jian Heng was sure that the girl had trouble putting on makeup. Luckily he was used to covering his face so there was no need to bother polishing it.
Jian Heng walked back and forth while paying attention to Fang Yin's room door. Waiting is a bad thing for him.
In the distance Hao Xiang walked hurriedly towards where Jian Heng was. Whether or not there is an important problem, he is still used to it. He has no sense of patience.
Hao Xiang paid no heed to Jian Heng's whereabouts and walked past him just like that and only caught a glimpse of him.
Jian Heng deliberately let her brother down and saw what he was going to do. Both of his hands were folded across his chest with an unswerving look from Hao Xiang.
"Miss Xiao! Miss Xiao! Fetch you. Are you still long? My feet are waiting for you." Hao Xiang spoke as if he had been there for a long time.
Jian Heng's eyes bulged and his hands shot up into the air with his mouth open as if he wanted to say something. However, it was held back by the cue that Hao Xiang had pointed out asking him to be quiet.
With a feeling of annoyance, he clasped his own hands and slammed them into the air. Her brother was really very good at taking chances and making her look useless.
"Sir ..." called Jian Heng who suddenly stopped when he saw Fang Yin coming before them.
The simple makeup with the face covered made Fang Yin look extremely charming. Moreover, he was wearing the luxurious clothes that Jian Heng had prepared.
Hao Xiang unblinkingly looked at him and was unaware that Fang Yin had passed from before him after looking down respectfully. He was still fixated for a while and only realized his departure after the two had drifted away.
"Hey, wait!" hao Xiang shouted following Fang Yin and Jian Heng who were walking away leaving him.
Fang Yin slowed down his steps followed by Jian Heng who would never willingly see him close to Hao Xiang. His face looked extremely sour every time he met Hao Xiang.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Miss Xiao Yin. It must be this man who forced you to leave and leave me."
Hao Xiang shifted Jian Heng's position and stood in the middle. The three of them with Hao Xiang's position were in the middle and flanked by Fang Yin and Jian Heng. However, it did not last long and Jian Heng moved to the other side. Now Fang Yin who was in the middle was flanked by the brothers.
Jian Heng and Hao Xiang looked like a child fighting over a toy.
"We should get to the banquet hall soon. There's no need to fuss over something unnecessary." Fang Yin spoke without looking towards the two of them.
His attitude was extremely cold, differing one hundred and eighty degrees from before. This change was astonishing to Hao Xiang, but not to Jian Heng. He was already used to feeling the coldness of Fang Yin's attitude whenever his mood was not good.
Hao Xiang felt a little disinclined approaching Fang Yin and did not put out much more words. 'This girl is scary too, yeah. His coldness froze my heart.'
The three of them stepped casually towards the banquet hall. Along the way, they met with important officials and saluted each other. Apparently, this dinner is not just inviting this family.
'I was nervous being in a room with government officials and his family.' Fang Yin felt hesitant to step up. However, Jian Heng assured him with a nod gesture.
They also stepped back into the banquet hall. All eyes stared at Fang Yin, not sure what they had in mind. Maybe because the appearance is different from most women who like to show their faces and compete to be the prettiest in an event.
After saluting, the woman docked at Jian Heng and grabbed his arm without any excuse. She is Jing Jihua, the daughter of the Prime Minister.
"Take care of your attitude, Jihua. You're still childish." Jian Heng tried to let go of himself.
"I don't care, we haven't seen each other in a long time. I miss you so much, Prince."
Fang Yin shuddered at the behavior of the woman called Jihua. A little jealous, but more uncomfortable. Not wanting to linger at it, he chose to go over to Emperor Xi.
Hao Xiang seemed to get a breath of fresh air. He immediately caught up with Fang Yin facing Emperor Xi and his family.
Behind him, Jian Heng walked over and kept trying to break away from Jing Jihua. The two of them became the center of everyone's attention and laughed at the silly behavior of the two.
Since childhood, the two have been predicted to be a couple, even though it was actually Jing Jihua who always chased after Jian Heng.
Fang Yin sat in a special place with the concubines and the lady invitation. They whispered to each other while glancing towards him and fell silent as he glanced towards them.
Concubine Tang felt unacceptable seeing the condescending gazes of the officials' wives and daughters. In order to stop their bad attitude, Consort Tang turned his head back and looked at them sharply. The look in his eyes seemed to contain magical power that made them fall silent instantly.
Fang Yin smiled behind his veil. At least the mother of Jian Heng cared about him even though her son was currently making her sick. His face turned the other way whenever their gaze met.
"Jihua, you're making me so embarrassed."
Jing Jihua had just let go of her hand while dealing with Emperor Xi and the empress. He looked happy because he had the full support of the two of them who had agreed to match him up with Jian Heng.
Jian Heng joined the ranks of the men. She sat between her two brothers and acted calm. His mood was very bad because of Jing Jihua.
Within the crowd, he couldn't possibly show his anger in front of everyone despite being so eager.
The three handsome princes sitting next to him, became a special attraction for the girls who stared at them full of admiration. They hoped that one of the princes would take them. It doesn't matter if you're just his concubine.
Confidently Jing Jihua asked Fang Yin to shift. He wanted to sit next to Consort Tang.
Not wanting to make a fuss in front of the invitations, Fang Yin chose to budge. He moved from his seat. However, Consort Tang's hand held her hand and held her back.
Concubine Tang considered Jing Jihua's attitude disrespectful and likable. He got up to his feet and asked Jing Jihua to sit in his place.
"You can sit here. Keep your manners to my guests." Concubine Tang's words became a loud slap for Jing Jihua. She felt so embarrassed.
"Sorry, Your Honor. I don't mean to be disrespectful."
Jing Jihua looked at Fang Yin hatefully and prevented Consort Tang from moving out of her original seat.
Concubine Tang sighed deeply and then exhaled slowly. After his heart calmed down a little he sat down again. It is also not good to make a fuss in the midst of the invited guests.
"Find an empty seat" he said later.
Jing Jihua gave a piercing look to Fang Yin and passed from before them. All this time he had always gotten what he wanted and felt that Fang Yin had snatched his seat.
'I will definitely make a calculation with you, Ugly Woman.' Jing Jihua gripped the end of her sleeve evaporating emotions.
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