19: Chapter 19 The Green Tea Princess's Tactics! Wu Qin, outside the door, was frantic!

The Su Family courtyard, tea fragrance curling.

Unlike the tense atmosphere outside the gate, the inside of the courtyard was peaceful.

Ying Yue'e sat down gracefully, every movement displaying the cultivation of royal nobility, yet she lacked that annoying air of arrogance.

Upon entering, she didn't rush to discuss national affairs. Instead, she took out that bottle of [Moonlight Nectar] and handed it to Yan Ling'er herself.

"This must be the young mistress, right? Such good fortune."

Ying Yue'e smiled gently and pleasantly, her gaze so sincere that one couldn't find a single fault:

"This Moonlight Nectar is a secret legacy of my Great Qin royal family, best for nourishing the fetus's Divine Soul. I see that your complexion is rosy, Sister, so you must be in your first three months."

"But these first three months are the most critical; it is better to take extra supplements."

As the saying goes, one does not hit a smiling face.

But who was Yan Ling'er? She was a demoness who had crawled her way up from the demonic sect since childhood; her ability to detect a green tea bitch was at max level.

She saw at a glance that this seemingly harmless Grand Princess was actually far more dangerous than the busty and brainless one outside!

She wanted to transform and compete with her, but thinking of the child in her belly, she gave up.

Yan Ling'er didn't take the gift Ying Yue'e offered. Instead, she hung onto Su Feng like she had no bones, and in a coquettish voice that declared her sovereignty, she said:

"Many thanks for your kindness, Sister. But my master said that one shouldn't eat just any messy things. Besides..."

She glanced pointedly at Ying Yue'e: "My master personally nourishes me every night, so there is no need for you to worry about my nutrition, Sister."

In terms of age, Yan Ling'er could easily be Ying Yue'e's grandmother, but the word Sister rolled off her tongue with ease.

Ying Yue'e's smile stiffened, but she recovered instantly, even revealing a hint of perfectly timed envy in her eyes as she turned to look at Su Feng:

"The Head of the Su Family is truly doting. Unlike my imperial brothers, who only know how to fight for power all day long—how could they understand such delicate romantic feelings?"

As she spoke, she picked up her teacup and pretended to casually start a topic:

"Speaking of which, that Formation earlier was truly exquisite. The Head of the Su Family has an extraordinary bearing, and your cultivation is even more unfathomable. I fear you must have mastered techniques to retain your youth and have been cultivating the Dao for over sixty years, right?"

This was a probe.

Techniques to retain youth were not rare in the cultivation world.

Although Su Feng appeared young, Ying Yue'e subconsciously assumed that his calm demeanor and ability to set up top-tier Formations meant he was an old monster who had lived for seventy, eighty, or even a hundred years.

Su Feng blew away the tea foam, took a sip with a calm expression, and said casually:

"Miss Ying is joking."

"I have wasted twenty years of time, and only recently managed to reach the Mid-stage Golden Core. My Aptitude is dull; I hope you don't find it laughable."

"Pfft—!"

The Grand Princess of Great Qin, known for her dignity and composure, nearly spat out her tea.

She slammed the teacup down, her starry eyes full of wisdom now wide open, staring fixedly at Su Feng, her voice trembling uncontrollably:

"How... how much?!"

"Twenty years old?! Golden Core... and Mid-stage at that?!"

At this moment, Ying Yue'e's worldview shattered into pieces.

What kind of joke was this!

One had to know that the peerless sword Prodigy of the Heavenly Sword Sect, known as the number one of the younger generation in the Southern Region, was twenty-three years old and had only just barely managed a Breakthrough to the Late Golden Core Stage, and was already considered the fastest man in the Southern Region.

Yet this man before her was only twenty and already at the Mid-stage Golden Core?

What did this mean?

It meant that as long as he didn't fall, he would surely become a Nascent Soul in the future, and perhaps... have the hope of breaking the shackles of the Southern Region and attacking Soul Transformation!

Ying Yue'e took a deep breath. The thought of merely wanting to rope him in and use him was instantly overturned.

Replacing it was a strategic sense of urgency that she absolutely had to win him over!

This wasn't a Dragon being suppressed!

This was clearly a Nine Heavens true Dragon that hadn't fully taken flight yet!

If she could marry him... why would Great Qin not flourish?

Realizing this, Ying Yue'e's attitude changed instantly.

If the earlier exchange was just polite probing, now it was naked seduction.

"Brother Su..."

Even the address changed. Ying Yue'e leaned forward slightly, her beautiful eyes seemingly filled with mist, looking at Su Feng with pitiful admiration:

"You call this dull Aptitude? Then wouldn't all the Prodigies in this world be so ashamed they'd want to bash their heads against a wall?"

"Yue'e always felt that all men in this world were vulgar, but seeing Brother Su today, I finally know what a Dragon among men truly is."

"If... if only Yue'e had met Brother Su sooner, I wouldn't have been so lonely in the Xianyang Palace, without even a single person to speak my heart to..."

Good heavens.

After this combo, any man would be bewildered.

Possessing the S-rank Taiyin Moonlight Body, being a princess of a nation, and now showing favor with such a low stance—it was simply a dimensionality-reducing strike.

"Cough cough!"

Yan Ling'er couldn't watch anymore; the protective little tigress attribute exploded.

"Oh my, if you're lonely, Sister, I know quite a few tough guys in the demonic sect, all strong and sturdy. Do you want me to introduce a few?"

Yan Ling'er said with sarcasm:

"Don't keep staring at a married man. My master is very picky; he doesn't like eating... grass that is too old."

"You!" Ying Yue'e's eye twitched; this demoness had a truly poisonous tongue!

Su Feng sat in the middle, watching the two S-rank beauties scheming against each other in front of him, feeling incredibly comfortable.

This was the confidence brought by strength.

Unknowingly, evening approached.

Logically, the visit should be over.

Ying Yue'e looked at the sky, but had no intention of leaving. Her eyes rolled, and a plan formed:

"Oh my, I was so engrossed in discussing the Dao with Brother Su that I forgot the time."

"And... I observed that the spiritual flowers planted in this courtyard seem to match the principles of the Five Elements Formation, which has miraculous effects on fetal growth. I'm feeling a bit itchy to try my hand, and I'd like to observe for a couple more days, and incidentally help Sister adjust the Formation. I wonder if Brother Su could make it convenient for me to stay for a few nights?"

Stay over?

The intentions of Sima Zhao are known to all!

Yan Ling'er was just about to refuse.

But Su Feng laughed.

He saw through Ying Yue'e's little scheme; she was using this to provoke Wu Qin outside the door.

As the saying goes, the enemy of an enemy is a friend. Letting Wu Qin suffer for a while longer would be very beneficial for him to tame this wild horse.

"Since the Princess has such refined interests, the Su Family has plenty of guest rooms."

Su Feng waved his hand: "Stay as long as you like."

"Many thanks, Brother Su!" Ying Yue'e was overjoyed, and even winked at Yan Ling'er triumphantly.

Yan Ling'er was so angry she ground her teeth, pinched Su Feng's thigh hard, and whispered fiercely into his ear: "You are not allowed to go to the guest room in the middle of the night! Otherwise I will... I will bite you to death!"

...

Meanwhile.

Outside the Su Family courtyard.

The night wind howled, whipping up a few fallen leaves.

The Grand Princess of Great Zhou, Wu Qin, was holding her dragon slaying sword, staring fixedly at the tightly closed golden light barrier like a stone statue waiting for her husband.

Day one.

"What is she doing inside?! She hasn't come out after so long?!"

"She must be plotting a rebellion! That insidious and cunning woman, Ying Yue'e, definitely traded benefits for the Su Family's support!"

Day two.

Wu Qin's eyes began to fill with bloodshot veins, and she paced back and forth anxiously.

"Still not out?! Two days and two nights!!"

"That demoness wouldn't really... really use some base methods to rope in Su Feng, would she?"

"A man and a woman in the same room... and that bastard Su Feng looks very lecherous... they wouldn't..."

Day three.

Wu Qin completely broke down.

Her eyes were red, her mentality shattered:

"Three days!! It's been three whole days!!"

"Even if it was a negotiation to split the spoils, it should have been finished in three days, right?!"

"What are they doing inside?! Are they having a baby?! Huh?!"

The old retainer on the side watched his master's possessed state, swallowed his saliva cautiously, and added a final blow:

"Your Highness... is there a possibility..."

"Princess Ying... for the future of Great Qin, really sacrificed herself? After all, that Head of the Su Family... cough cough, is indeed young and promising."

"If Great Qin and the Su Family get married, then our Great Zhou..."

"Shut up!!"

Wu Qin roared, her long sword clanging in her hand.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"This Princess does not believe that she, Ying Yue'e, could be so shameless!"

Just as Wu Qin was about to go on a rampage.

Hum!

The golden light barrier that had been tightly closed for three days finally... opened a crack!