Chapter 100: Tricked into Falling in Love

Nan Feihuang stayed in the Eastern Palace until the sun set behind the mountains before leaving.

Throughout the day, Xue Ke had appeared very happy, because her favorite eldest brother had finally come out of seclusion, and her sweetheart Nan Feihuang had also returned; when the two of them accompanied her together, it was her happiest day.

Compared to her ease and happiness, the other person was much more discomposed.

After Nan Feihuang left and Xue Ke returned to her own palace, leaving Xue Qinghe all alone, the composure she had feigned all day could finally no longer be maintained.

As soon as she returned to her room, she could not help but clutch the clothing over her chest—that was where her heart was.

The feeling of a racing heartbeat that Nan Feihuang had just spoken of, she seemed to have it now as well.

Today, she had been confessed to; she had been confessed to by Nan Feihuang.

Although Nan Feihuang's various behaviors previously had made her suspect that Nan Feihuang might like her, such a sincere and affectionate confession was still the first she had encountered in her life.

She did not even know how she should respond to Nan Feihuang.

Nan Feihuang was clearly her younger sister's husband; she should have sternly refused, yet in her heart, she felt some reluctance, resulting in her becoming incredibly agitated and confused.

"So annoying, annoying to death, what on earth should I do?" Xue Qinghe was incredibly distressed; she did not want to hurt either Nan Feihuang or Xue Ke.

Clearly, she had always been a person who prioritized interests, and she could sometimes be very ruthless when sacrificing those around her, yet at this moment, for some reason, she had become somewhat indecisive.

She overlooked one point: she was not truly cold-blooded after all; in fact, deep in her heart, she had long since drawn a circle for herself.

To her, there were only two types of people in this world: those inside the circle and those outside the circle.

For those outside the circle, even if they were her confidants on the surface, she could sacrifice them at any time for the sake of interest, while those inside the circle truly began to walk into her heart; for instance, Qian Daoliu was at the very center of her circle.

Whoever dared to hurt her grandfather, she would absolutely risk her life to become their enemy; Nan Feihuang and Xue Ke, even if not as important as Qian Daoliu, had already stepped onto the edge of her circle, so she did not want to hurt them.

Fortunately, today confirmed one thing for her: Nan Feihuang had fallen completely and utterly in love with her. Since that was the case, there was no need to worry too much about the time limit given by Qian Daoliu, because as long as she spoke up, given Nan Feihuang's love and deep affection for her, this Innate God-Level Spirit would inevitably belong to the Spirit Hall, which could also be considered good news.

At this moment, Qian Renxue completely regarded Nan Feihuang as her future subordinate.

"What is wrong with the Young Master? I have never seen her like this before." On the roof opposite the Eastern Palace, Citun Douluo and Snake Spear Douluo were looking at Xue Qinghe's palace in confusion; Xue Qinghe's silhouette paced back and forth under the lamplight, not stopping for a moment.

"Don't know, perhaps, an old injury has flared up? *Hiccup! *" Citun Douluo took a sip of something unknown from the bottle in his hand and guessed with a hiccup.

"What are you drinking? Give me a sip." Seeing Ci Xue drinking so happily, She Long felt a bit tempted.

Ci Xue shook the drink in his hand, "You mean this? This is Crane-Top Red, the taste is not bad, do you want some? If you do, pass a cup over."

She Long broke into a cold sweat, "Uh, forget it, I don't really like drinking Crane-Top Red."

He felt that his brain must have short-circuited just now; were the things Ci Xue liked to eat something a normal person could touch?

"Don't like it? Then I have some medicinal wine soaked in arsenic, Heartbreak Tea brewed from Heartbreak Grass, and poisonous snake soup made with green bamboo snakes; you see if there is anything you like, and I will have it all sent to you." Ci Xue appeared very generous; after all, he and She Long could be considered brothers, and he would never be stingy about sharing good things he had.

At this moment, She Long suddenly understood what the Young Master was annoyed about; just like him right now, clearly knowing that Ci Xue had good intentions, yet not wanting it and unable to decline, wasn't that just annoying to death?

And at this moment, the bad guy who had made Qian Renxue so agitated and confused was walking with a calm gait, preparing to return to the academy dormitory.

Just as he entered the academy, he discovered that in the square late at night, under the swan statue, there were actually people having a secret meeting.

"Lingling, long time no see. Seeing you again, I finally know what it means to have a racing heartbeat. Though there are ten thousand types of charm in this world, I have a special fondness only for you. As long as my heart is still beating, it is beating because of you. In the short month since I returned home, I have also learned for the first time what it means to be haunted by dreams of someone; longing is like cellar-aged wine—the longer it is kept in the heart, the more intense the mellowed feelings become. Because of you, I have no choice but to be drunk."

Hearing this familiar voice and these seemingly familiar sentences, Nan Feihuang's forehead was covered in black lines, and he finally could not help but cough to remind the two of them, "Ahem!"

Ye Lingling had just been somewhat moved by what Xun Yu said, and upon seeing that others had arrived, she immediately and subconsciously withdrew the hand she had wanted to reach out.

"That, classmate Xun Yu, your Highness has arrived, I won't disturb you two, see you tomorrow!" Having said that, this Support System Spirit Master, out of shyness, actually slipped away with the speed of an Agility Attack System.

Xun Yu looked at Nan Feihuang with a resentful expression, "I say, my Lord, could you have a little more tact? You don't appear early or late, but choose the most critical moment when I am about to succeed."

Nan Feihuang retorted indignantly, "You're talking about me? I should be the one saying that to you. Weren't the confession lines you just used already used by me on Qian Renxue? How can you reuse them? Although Ye Lingling and Xue Qinghe are not close and have barely spoken a few words, one can never be too careful. If they happen to compare notes one day, wouldn't both of us be exposed?"

"Oh, you aren't afraid, since a Healing-type Spirit Master like Ye Lingling can't hack you to death, but the one on my side has the Angel Holy Sword! Are you planning to let the fellow Daoist die rather than yourself?"

"My Lord, you are being a bit unreasonable. These confession lines were thought up by me in the first place. Not only did you forcibly requisition them by relying on your status as my Lord, but now you won't even let me use them." Xun Yu said helplessly, "Besides, I always felt that for Qian Renxue, you only needed to simply say that you had fallen in love with her—a few words would suffice; why did you have to say it so affectionately?"

"After all, your goal is not to make her fall in love with you, but to make her mistakenly believe that you have already fallen in love with her, so that she will treat you as one of her own and not let anyone from the Spirit Hall take action against you, winning us precious time to grow."

"It was you, my Lord, who insisted that this was your first confession in life, and that even if it were fake, you had to pay attention to the sense of ritual and appear deeply affectionate. So even if the truth comes out in the end, it was your own doing. I am even a little worried that you might actually trick her into falling in love for real; if that happens, my Lord, you will have committed a great sin."

Nan Feihuang realized he couldn't win an argument against Xun Yu and could only straighten his face, "Wenruo, I am the Lord here; what's wrong with me trying out something good first?"

"I now order that in the future, whenever you think of such lines, always prepare an extra copy for me to keep in reserve."

He somewhat regretted using the Xun Yu from *Dynasty Warriors* as a template back then; compared to the serious and earnest Xun Wenruo in history, this guy's personality was clearly much more unrestrained.

Xun Yu shrugged, "Sure enough, all Lords are the same; when words don't work, they switch to power. And you actually want to use them in the future? Hehe, my Lord, you really are a scumbag!"

Nan Feihuang was furious, "Do you have the right to talk about me? The method to trick her was something you helped me think of; I was just executing your strategy. At most, I am Scumbag Number Two, you are the real Number One!"

"Fine, fine, I am Number One. But my Lord, I heard you say before that you have a few guys you particularly dislike, and you were originally planning to curse them out when you saw them later. But now that both of us have become scumbags, if we see the people you dislike in the future, won't we have no standing to curse them?"

"It's fine, don't we still have E Lai? He is pure, has plenty of standing, and now that he is a bit more articulate, all the rough work of fighting and cursing in the future can be left to him."

"Hmm, that makes sense, who told that Han Han to look so fierce!"

In the pitch-black night, two unscrupulous figures walked with their arms around each other's shoulders. Arguing as they were, anyone could see that these two had a great relationship; they were not just Lord and subordinate, but brothers who were close friends.

(End of chapter)