Chapter 481: Is Xue Qinghe Actually a Man or a Woman?

"Still... still possible to be like this..."

Na'er was truly outplayed by Ning Rongrong; even now, her eyes were still spinning in circles.

This person had been speaking for Qin Jian from start to finish, first highlighting Qin Jian's achievements to elevate his status in the eyes of the onlookers.

Then, she threw out a perfect excuse to explain Na'er's appearance by his side and why she called him Daddy...

Never mind the onlookers, even Na'er herself began to doubt if what Ning Rongrong said was the truth.

After all, Qin Jian's excuse at the time had indeed been exactly that.

The poor Soul Beast ancestor was truly lacking in experience and was temporarily unskilled in the palace fighting techniques between women...

But Ning Rongrong still had a final, fatal blow left to deliver.

Just as the eyes of the onlookers in the hall shifted and the atmosphere slowly changed from gossiping to admiring the demeanor of the Chief Judge, she slowly crouched down, brought her eyes level with Na'er's, then smiled softly and said, "Since you call Brother Jian Daddy, then... call me Mommy."

The whole hall was silent.

Ning Rongrong looked back and smiled: "Because... Brother Jian's daughter is also my daughter!"

The whole world went quiet.

This time, Na'er was completely and utterly dumbfounded.

She only felt her little head buzzing, dizzy and confused, not knowing north from south.

Ning Rongrong versus the Silver Dragon King, round one...

Ning Rongrong wins completely!

"Qin Jian..."

Na'er finally took the initiative to link her consciousness with Qin Jian's, her voice sounding resentful: "Is this Ning Rongrong really only 19 years old?"

"Cough... I suspect that what she has been practicing all these years isn't soul power, but Palace Fighting Technique..."

Qin Jian was also impressed by this move from Ning Rongrong; he felt like raising his hands and cheering "666."

"Come back quickly, Na'er. Do you really want to call Rongrong Mommy?" he took the opportunity to persuade her.

Na'er was already unable to stay any longer, and at this moment, she stepped down the stairs Qin Jian had provided.

Under the strange gazes of everyone, she slowly flew up, arrived in front of Qin Jian, and gradually merged into him.

Qin Jian breathed a slight sigh of relief.

This hurdle was finally passed...

But Na'er looked back at this moment, glanced at Ning Rongrong with a light smile, her voice crisp and pleasant: "In this world, only I am one with him; none of you are."

Saying this, she turned back and, in a posture of embracing Qin Jian, melted into his arms.

Qin Jian: "..."

"Brother Jian, what exactly did she..."

Ning Rongrong couldn't help but want to ask, but she caught a glimpse out of the corner of her eye and saw that everyone around, regardless of who they were, had bright eyes, clearly also extremely curious.

"Brother Jian, let's talk about it when we get back," she suddenly changed the subject.

Qin Jian breathed a sigh of relief.

The onlookers were deeply disappointed.

"The intermission is over, the next performance is about to begin," Tang Yuehua also stood out at this moment.

Qin Jian's face slumped: "Where did such a long intermission come from? This is too much..."

"Hmph..."

Ning Rongrong pulled his hand and found her seat to sit down. Her face was calm, but a voice squeezed out from between her teeth: "When we get back, you better explain to me properly what it means that she is the one who is one with you, and we are not?!"

Qin Jian sighed deeply.

It looked like this hurdle wouldn't be so easy to pass...

Almost everyone watched the subsequent performances feeling drowsy; the iconic scene had already appeared, and nothing that followed could capture their attention.

"The final performance is by our Crown Prince. It is said that he has prepared for this piece for five whole years," Tang Yuehua introduced.

"Five years?"

Qin Jian watched helplessly as Xue Qinghe stood up, and he stood up while looking at his face with a smile, which made him feel a great sense of foreboding.

Look, Crown Prince, please don't pull any more stunts on me, I can't take it anymore...

Unfortunately, Xue Qinghe could not hear his inner voice.

She was seen slowly walking into the center of the venue, bowing slightly to the crowd, her demeanor graceful.

"This piece is written about the love of youth, singing of a... youth I have been unable to forget for many years. I originally thought that when this piece was born, he would not be able to hear it..."

Xue Qinghe suddenly looked in Qin Jian's direction, her gaze burning: "But I didn't expect heaven to send him here. Perhaps, this is heaven's will..."

Everyone's gaze fell upon Qin Jian.

There was no help for it; Xue Qinghe's implication was simply too obvious, and she didn't hide it at all.

Combined with the fact that Xue Qinghe had had no Crown Princess for so many years, and some royal rumors, the nobles' gazes toward Qin Jian became one of profound admiration once again.

Good heavens, he kills both men and women!

"The name of this piece is... 'Looking at the Immortals'."

Xue Qinghe looked at Qin Jian and slowly took out a... flute.

Qin Jian's face twitched; he was about to go crazy.

This woman made a piece called Looking at the Immortals and was actually playing the flute; what exactly was she implying?

The story told back then was about Zhang Xiaofan, not Wei Wuxian...

The secluded and pleasant sound of the flute gradually rose within Yuexuan, and two backup dancers actually appeared behind Xue Qinghe, dancing elegantly.

It looked very harmonious, and the music was also very pleasant.

But those two backup dancers who were constantly performing intimate gestures... were both men.

Qin Jian simply could not bear to look.

On the contrary, those nobles were watching with great relish, clearly not repulsed by this sort of thing at all; perhaps many of them were even fellow enthusiasts.

Sigh... this circle is truly messy...

"Brother Jian... Dad said that this Crown Prince was to be handled by you, but surely he didn't mean handled like this?" Ning Rongrong suddenly said in a low, melancholy voice.

Even Na'er inside his body was shocked: "Wow, this man is actually so..."

"Wait, Na'er, you said he is a man?" Qin Jian suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

"Hm? Isn't he a man?" Na'er asked, puzzled.

Qin Jian's face twitched: "Can't even you see through the disguise on his body?"

"Disguise? You mean... he is a woman?"

Na'er paused for a moment, then said: "I am not in my prime state right now, so I cannot see any disguise on him."

"I see..."

Qin Jian felt slightly relieved.

As long as she didn't tell him that Xue Qinghe had no disguise, it would be fine...

"But Qin Jian, how are you so sure he is disguised? Even I can't tell, so it's even more impossible for you to be able to tell, right?" Na'er suddenly said.

Qin Jian gave a dry cough and said: "I just feel that his behavior is sometimes full of feminine energy."

He couldn't exactly say it was from his past life's experience, could he? Eh? Wait!

He suddenly widened his eyes.

Who said that the Xue Qinghe or Qian Renxue of this life must be a woman? What if some chromosome accidentally combined incorrectly, wouldn't that make him a man?!

Besides, she or he was a test-tube baby; with such a huge variable, it's really hard to say if they are male or female!

"No, I am very certain, he is one of the people I had a failed crush on, how could he possibly be a man?"

He said this sentence directly to Na'er.

Na'er was also shocked: "The person you had a failed crush on, who you always referred to by the name Qian Renxue, is actually him?!"

"Yeah, since it's someone I had a failed crush on, it shouldn't be possible for them to be a man, right?" Qin Jian said cautiously.

Na'er asked back leisurely: "Why can't the person you had a failed crush on be a man?"

Qin Jian: "......"

(End of chapter)