Chapter 497: Pei Nanwei

"Pei Nanwei, are you looking for me?"

Lin Fan walked to the mountain gate and looked at the woman of peerless elegance before him, secretly thinking that she was truly worthy of being jokingly called the "Bed Armor" by later generations.

She was dressed in a goose-yellow shawl and a pure white, elegant floor-length skirt. A "Phoenix Piercing Peony" was embroidered on her chest, and a pale purple silk ribbon was tied around her waist. Her earlobes and hair bun were adorned with golden pearl flowers, making her look graceful and luxurious, though a few stray strands of hair made her appear somewhat disheveled.

Her shoulders were like they had been carved, her waist was as slender as silk, her skin was like congealed fat, and her aura was like an orchid in a secluded valley. Her fragrant, delicate, and jade-like face was more beautiful than any flower; her fingers were like scallion shoots, and her lips were like they contained cinnabar. Every frown and every smile was soul-stirring.

"I fled the Prince of Jing'an's manor under the cover of night on the eve of my grand wedding. After escaping, I wanted to find both a shelter and a place to settle down. Later, I thought, why not do both at once? I would simply find a man capable of protecting me. But my standards are high, so I could only set my sights on you, Young Master Tianji, Lin Fan!"

Seeing Lin Fan, a flash of excitement crossed Pei Nanwei's eyes. She then calmed her emotions and spoke with a beaming smile.

"Oh? I didn't expect I was so outstanding that you, Pei Nanwei, would be willing to give up being the Princess of Jing'an and travel thousands of miles to find a husband?"

Lin Fan looked at Pei Nanwei in astonishment upon hearing this. Was she serious?

"Naturally. It's just that after I traveled through all these hardships to find you, I didn't know if you would be willing to offend the Prince of Jing'an's manor for my sake. I fled all the way here, and hearing you were on Mount Huishan, I rushed over impatiently. I suppose the pursuers are not far behind. If you take me in, you will have forged a deep enmity with the Prince of Jing'an's manor."

Pei Nanwei looked at Lin Fan with some nervousness as she said this. She had abandoned everything and resolutely fled the Prince of Jing'an's manor. Although Lin Fan had mentioned wanting her in the diary copy, she still felt some fear and anxiety without hearing him say it in person.

"Hahaha, what is the Prince of Jing'an, Zhao Heng, worth? Let alone that you haven't married yet, even if you were already wed and you were already the noble Princess of Jing'an, as long as I marched to his door, he would have to respectfully hand you over!"

Lin Fan laughed heroically, then waved his large hand to embrace Pei Nanwei's slender waist, preparing to take her back to get some good rest.

Feeling Lin Fan's scorching hand around her waist and being watched by the other women, Pei Nanwei couldn't help but blush. She wanted to break free from Lin Fan's hand, but leaning into his embrace and feeling his broad chest and the pleasant scent of a man, she felt incredibly at ease and could not bear to leave.

Seeing that Pei Nanwei's hair was a bit messy and her face looked somewhat haggard, Lin Fan couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache for this beauty. It seemed this thousand-mile flight had truly left her exhausted.

"Stop right there! Let go of Nanwei!"

Suddenly, a man's voice came, calling out to Lin Fan, who was turning to leave.

"Is 'Nanwei' something you are allowed to call her?"

Lin Fan turned back while holding Pei Nanwei, frowning as he sized up the young man who had called out to him. Seeing him glaring with a face full of anger, he understood the situation.

"I'll say it again: let go of Nanwei!"

Seeing that Lin Fan was still holding Pei Nanwei's slender waist, the young man became even more furious.

"Nanwei, your admirer has come to the door. What do you think I should do with him?"

Lin Fan leaned into Pei Nanwei's ear and asked in a low voice.

"He is Zhao Xun, the Prince of Jing'an's heir. He is not my admirer; he has come to drag me back!"

Pei Nanwei turned her head slightly and replied, her breath as fragrant as an orchid against Lin Fan's face.

Lin Fan and Pei Nanwei were whispering intimately, which made the young man's eyes split with rage. He felt as if he had been forced to wear a green hat, forgetting that Pei Nanwei was originally going to become his stepmother; if anyone should be angry, it should be the Prince of Jing'an, Zhao Heng.

"Attack!"

Zhao Xun did not want to waste any more words. He only wanted to kill the man before him as quickly as possible, snatch back Pei Nanwei, and take her to a hidden place to keep her as his mistress.

At Zhao Xun's command, the armored soldiers behind him immediately drew their bows and leveled their halberds, advancing.

"Since ancient times, beauties have been the source of disaster. What does that mean? It means beauties are only meant for the strong to possess; the weak should not covet them, or they will surely invite disaster. Is a woman like Nanwei someone you can even dream of?"

"Buddha Moves the Mountains and Rivers!"

As soon as Lin Fan finished speaking, he unleashed a move from the Tathagata Palm. The ground beneath Zhao Xun and the armored soldiers behind him suddenly exploded, instantly sending them flying in all directions, causing heavy casualties.

"You... who exactly are you?"

Zhao Xun, his breath as thin as a thread, asked Lin Fan with unwillingness, even at the very last moment of his life.

However, all he saw was the back of Lin Fan as he walked away, holding Pei Nanwei. ===== CHAPTER 499 =====