Chapter 45: Still need to work harder

【This woman, what a look!】

Yang Jun saw Leng Qingyue's gaze directed at him, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

In that instant, he blurted it out, a sentence spilling from his mouth.

Hearing Yang Jun's inner voice, Leng Qingyue hummed again.

This being the case, I can hear Yang Jun's thoughts, but Yang Jun absolutely cannot hear my thoughts; this alone is my greatest advantage, my greatest success!

"What are you staring at me for?"

Yang Jun, being stared at like that by Leng Qingyue, finally couldn't help but blurt out a sentence.

Even now, these things still make him feel somewhat surprised.

"None of your business!"

Leng Qingyue let out another cold snort, simply turned her head away, and no longer bothered with Yang Jun.

In her heart, she hoped that her junior martial brother and sister would soon deal with Yang Jun, to vent the anger in her chest.

【Alas, who said I lack a protagonist's halo? Since my own strength is lacking, I then need postnatal effort.】

【And this effort, that is, must fall upon Leng Qingyue!】

Yang Jun, thinking about this, his eyes tightly fixed on Leng Qingyue, stepped forward, extended his right hand, and in one go grabbed Leng Qingyue's long legs.

"Ah, Yang Jun you big bastard, what are you up to again?"

Amid Leng Qingyue's exclamation, Yang Jun activated the Dragon Nurturing Divine Technique.

But that power gathered on his two fingers.

At that moment, the power surged, slowly extending toward Leng Qingyue.

"Don't!"

Leng Qingyue saw Yang Jun's two fingers getting closer, she was even more shocked, and let out a cry.

After another two hours, Yang Jun left the dungeon.

This time, Leng Qingyue in the dungeon was truly like a puddle of mud, limp on the ground, no longer having the strength to scold Yang Jun.

……

Yang Jun returned to his room, this time having obtained so much Yang-Nourishing Holy Body Power, of course he needed to absorb it well.

Only by converting external power into one's own can one further improve.

Although I also want to give up, I also want to lie flat.

But who made my opponent someone who possesses a super protagonist halo?

Furthermore, with that dog emperor Yun Fengyun watching over there, if I let up even a little, I probably won't see tomorrow's sun.

"Your Highness Princess, please wait a moment, the Heir Apparent is bathing in the room, please wait for this servant to go report!"

Just then, Deng Jian's voice sounded.

Yang Jun was stunned for a moment—had Yun Xiyue arrived?

Such a discovery made Yang Jun quite surprised.

This woman, neither early nor late, actually shows up at this time?

"Dog slave, get out of my way, since you know the Princess has come, why don't you hurry and let me see Yang Jun?"

"Do you know, the Princess and Yang Jun have an engagement, I am even more his wife-to-be; what avoidance is needed when he bathes? Even if I scrub his back, that's fine!"

Yun Xiyue's voice came, and Yang Jun heard footsteps approaching.

Soon, the door was pushed open, a pink robe came into view.

Next, Yang Jun saw Yun Xiyue's face, so delicate it could be blown apart.

And what's most attractive is, as Yun Xiyue walks, her legs cross, occasionally revealing, presenting an allure.

【Alas, does this woman just idle all day? As a princess, can she be so willful? But anyway, speaking of those white nice legs, pfft, those long nice legs, okay, truly a pair of great long legs!】

Yang Jun's heart again began to ponder.

【Just look at this figure, just look at those long legs, one should understand that if we play, it will definitely be delightfully enjoyable.】

【Since Zhou Tian this idiot always opposes me, then if I get Yun Xiyue before him, wouldn't that also be a kind of revenge, not victory?】

Yang Jun thought, and the mental victory method was greatly employed.

His eyes thus turned toward Yun Xiyue.

If following the original story, I would have died long ago, and thus have no fate with Yun Xiyue.

But now, everything has been reversed.

Yun Xiyue's not breaking the engagement has given me and her more opportunities; maybe there will be even more chances.

Yun Xiyue listened to Yang Jun's inner voice.

First she was stunned for a moment, but then she somewhat wanted to laugh.

This guy Yang Jun really has a thief's heart but no thief's guts.

If he really dared to act against me, do something to me, actually it wouldn't be impossible!

Just as Yun Xiyue was thinking these things, she saw Yang Jun walk out.

Of course, Yang Jun's attire was neat, showing no sign of having bathed.

If I had known earlier, I should have rushed in, stripped this kid, leaving him with no secrets before me.

"Yang Jun, the Princess has come today just to inform you of something!"

"Speak!"

Hearing Yun Xiyue's words, Yang Jun raised his brows; this woman really has no sense of propriety, assuming everything as she pleases.

"Father Emperor ordered you to go to the Armory Sword Cottage to investigate; then you must definitely bring This Palace!"

Yun Xiyue spoke, raising her head, eyes full of expectation, thus fixedly staring at Yang Jun before her.

Princess, this mission of mine is extremely perilous, even more a nine-deaths-one-life situation! Therefore, for your safety, I cannot agree!

Yang Jun gazed at Yun Xiyue, then immediately clasped his hands and spoke in a low voice.

Take you along? Are you kidding? You were just a vase anyway; if I bring you along, wouldn't I just become a thermos? Totally a burden.

Yang Jun glanced at Yun Xiyue again, his face full of contempt.

Yang Jun!

Yun Xiyue heard Yang Jun's thoughts again, and let out a sudden exclamation.

At the same time, she raised her brows and glared at Yang Jun before her, dissatisfied.

Yang Jun, do you think I'm useless?

Princess, I never said that.

Yang Jun, you should know that although I haven't broken off our engagement, I'm not someone you can bully at will—I am the Princess, the daughter most beloved by Father Emperor!

Yun Xiyue grew more dissatisfied as she spoke, her eyes glaring fiercely at Yang Jun before her.

Yang Jun smiled, spread his hands, and shrugged his shoulders.

No way—could not breaking off the engagement actually be a great blessing?

If I called off the engagement, that bastard Zhou Tian wouldn't be giving me trouble everywhere, always looking like he wants to tear me apart!

Yang Jun's thoughts surfaced again, and Yun Xiyue felt a surge of grievance.