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"Well, young and accomplished, beautiful and charming, truly a phoenix among people. Not bad, not bad."
Ling Zhiyuan couldn't help but praise her again.
"Uh? This esteemed Master, you flatter me too much. I am just a poor girl from a rural family, with no noble status or impressive background. How could I possibly be worthy of being described as a phoenix? No, no!"
Ziyan smiled faintly while quickly brainstorming. This Emperor's Son praising her seemed to have ulterior motives.
"Miss, this is my first time visiting your Chu County. May I have the honor of becoming ordinary friends with you?"
"Uh?" Ziyan had considered countless possibilities, but she never expected this Emperor's Son to make such an unexpected request.
"What? Do you disdain me?"
Seeing Ziyan's astonished and hesitant demeanor, Ling Zhiyuan smiled as he continued to look at the young girl in front of him.
"This, this, it's not that. It's just that I really didn't expect it. You look like someone of great nobility; I wouldn't dare to reach for such heights." Ziyan displayed a somewhat confused and pitiful expression, feeling quite helpless.
"Then would you be willing to be friends with someone like me?" Ling Zhiyuan mimicked the pitiful expression of the person across from him.
Emperor's Son, what are you trying to do? Ziyan looked at the Emperor's Son, who was acting quite out of character and even somewhat ridiculous in his forced cuteness.
Damn! What game is this guy playing?
Ziyan muttered and complained in her heart.
Oh well, since there's no way out of hell, he insists on barging in. Then I'll just accept it. I'm curious to see what kind of tricks he has up his sleeve.
Thinking of this, Ziyan immediately smiled and said, "Since this Master holds me in such regard, I will accept this kindness."
"Hahaha—I knew Miss Zi was a generous and good child." Ling Zhiyuan laughed heartily a few times, and after laughing, he continued, "Alright, I will cherish this friend Miss Zi very much."
Ziyan did not respond, merely smiling along with a series of chuckles.
"Oh dear! Today I am in such a good mood. Let me introduce myself. I am from the capital, my surname is Ling, and my name is Xunyu." Ling Zhiyuan shouted loudly and cheerfully.
Ling Xunyu? Isn't that clearly just a random fake name to fool me?
Ling Xunyu, Ling Xunyu, wait a minute, Xunyu—there's a character 'yu' in the name of my Demonically Charming Man. Could it be that he really knows a lot and is deliberately trying to deceive me?
Ziyan narrowed her eyes slightly, steadying her emotions, and smiled again at the Emperor's Son across from her.
"Master Ling, your name is quite interesting."
"Oh? What do you mean by that?" Ling Zhiyuan was curious to learn more from the young girl opposite him, so he asked.
"Uh? Oh, nothing. I was just saying it casually. Don't think too much about it."
Hmph, old man, trying to extract information from me. Dream on!
"You've come from the capital; may I ask if Lord Ling is here to visit our Chu County for leisure or to visit relatives?"
"Well—let me tell you the truth, Miss Ziyan. Neither of those guesses is correct. I am here to search for relatives."
"Searching for relatives? Which relative?"
"It was this old master who accidentally lost him many years ago—my own flesh and blood—my son."
"Uh?" Ziyan felt as if her thoughts were shrouded in a fog of confusion.
This Emperor's Son actually claimed to be his child? Does that mean he wasn't here because of me and Brother Yuxuan?
"Are you looking for your child?"
"Yes!"
"Do you know who took him away back then?"
"Sigh, this old master has no clues."
"That makes it difficult!"
"This old master certainly knows it's challenging, but we must continue searching. I heard that Miss Zi is now the new leader of the Heavenly Pivot Sect, so I came to ask for your help with something."
"What is it? As long as I can assist, I will find a way to help you," Ziyan said with some enthusiasm.
"Well, I would like to borrow the power of Miss Zi's sect to help me search together. Is that possible?" Ling Zhiyuan expressed his thoughts as he sensed the timing was right.
"Is that so? That could work, but—" Ziyan felt that Ling Zhiyuan seemed to have taken the bait.
"But what? Ziyan, feel free to speak."
"Actually, it's quite simple. I still don't know the specific details about the child you are looking for. Could you please elaborate on that, Ling Zhiyuan?"
"Oh, that's certainly possible."
"My son was kidnapped from the capital twelve years ago and has been missing ever since. If he were alive today, he would be nineteen."
What? Is this Emperor's Son drunk? What nonsense is he talking about? The one who was taken from the capital twelve years ago and is now exactly nineteen is none other than my Demonically Charming Man.
What kind of scheme is this Emperor's Son concocting? Listening to him, I'm getting all confused myself.
If Brother Yuxuan hears this, won't he go crazy? Could it be that he's deliberately using false information to trick them into capturing Ling Yuxuan?
Ziyan's mind was already in a complete mess.
If this Emperor's Son is trying to deceive them with such a fabricated story, then that old man is truly despicable and shameless.
Thinking of this, a trace of disdain quickly flashed in Ziyan's eyes.
Ling Zhiyuan had been paying close attention to Ziyan's expressions all along. Of course, he didn't miss the brief moment when Ziyan appeared confused and angry.
"Is there something wrong, Ziyan?" Ling Zhiyuan asked with apparent concern.
"Oh, no. I just remembered that I have an appointment with a friend."
"In that case, Miss Zi can go meet your friend first; it's no problem. I've been dining here these days anyway," Ling Zhiyuan generously reassured Ziyan.
"Well then, I shall take my leave." With that, Ziyan turned and strode out of the private room.
Her heart was in turmoil at the moment; the person she most wanted to see right now was that Ling Young Master.
Ziyan rushed downstairs without having the chance to greet Yan Laoguai and the others, quickly mounting her fine horse and galloping towards the Heavenly Pivot Sect Headquarters.
As Ziyan rode her swift steed at full speed, two groups of people followed closely behind, leaping across the rooftops using their lightness skills.
One group consisted of Ziyan's shadow guards, while the other was naturally the spies sent by the Emperor's Son.
However, Ziyan had no time to worry about them. Her mind was preoccupied with the Emperor's words, which she couldn't tell were nonsense or something more sinister.
Her heart was already twisted in knots, not knowing how many more she had tied at that moment.
When she returned to her Yard, she saw a familiar figure. Ling Yuxuan was sitting alone in a pavilion at the corner of the lotus pond, seriously reading an ancient book.
Ziyan quickly ran up to Ling Yuxuan.
Ling Yuxuan put down the book in his hands and smiled at his Beloved One, asking, "What's wrong? Aren't you busy today? Or are you missing me?"
"He has come," Ziyan replied softly, lowering her voice.
In an instant, Ling Yuxuan's expression darkened. His fists clenched tightly and then relaxed, repeating this cycle in silence without saying a word.
"Brother Yuxuan!"
After a long moment, Ling Yuxuan let out a long sigh and gave Ziyan a faint smile again.
"I'm fine. Have you met him?"
"Yes, I even talked with him for quite a while," Ziyan answered honestly.
"Really?"
"Yes! Really." Ziyan nodded.
"What did you all talk about?" Ling Yuxuan asked lightly.
"This? He just talked about some food-related questions."
Ziyan found it hard to express, let alone recount the topics that Ling Zhiyuan brought up, which were quite difficult to adapt to.
So, she chose not to tell her Brother Yuxuan.
Because she was afraid, she feared he would go mad, lose control, or recklessly rush out to confront Ling Zhiyuan for clarity, only to fall into Ling Zhiyuan's trap.
Yes, that might just be a scheme set up by this Emperor's Son to deliberately create an ambush.
At this moment, he might have already arranged countless troops hiding in the shadows, waiting for them to walk into his trap.
Therefore, she had to remain calm and absolutely could not reveal the nonsensical things she heard from that Emperor's Son.
"Yan'er, do you have something on your mind?" Ling Yuxuan, who also had a sensitive heart, clearly sensed something unusual on her face and gently asked.
"Uh? Oh, no, I was just thinking about what this Emperor's Son is really planning. He said he really likes those new dishes. Do you think he wants me to go to the palace in the capital to cook for him alone?"
Ziyan deliberately changed the subject.
"Hmph, he wishes!" Ling Yuxuan's entire being radiated coldness.
"Ha ha, I'm just saying if. It probably won't happen," Ziyan said with a forced smile.
Seeing Ling Yuxuan like this, Ziyan couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache. The next moment, she took the initiative to move closer to him.
Just as she was about to sit beside him, Ling Yuxuan reached out his long arm and pulled his Beloved into his embrace.
At the same time, he leaned in and quickly kissed her soft, sweet lips.
In an instant, Ziyan's mind went blank again.
Sinking, an endless sinking.
Intoxicated, lost in the ecstasy of it all.
Thus, by the lotus pond in this courtyard, a special scene unfolded. A pair of exceptionally beautiful young lovers were entwined in affection.
The guards hidden in the shadows couldn't help but feel anxious, their eyes nearly blinded by the sight.
Gradually, those guards went from stretching their necks to sneak a peek to finally shrinking back and staring at their own noses, not daring to breathe a word.
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