In private, Lu Ruoyun was far from the gentle and adorable persona she presented to Lu Shangxing; instead, she acted bossy and willful.
Regardless of whether anyone else agreed, she spoke her piece and then headed straight for the house.
She left everyone else standing there, exchanging glances.
Xianger frowned slightly, hurried to catch up, and asked in a low voice, "Young Miss, what are you going to..."
"What? Do I need to report everything I’m going to do to you?" Lu Ruoyun gave Xianger a look and huffed lightly.
"No, no... You... Please, as you wish." Xianger’s expression changed subtly, and she hastily waved her hands, standing still for fear of upsetting Lu Ruoyun.
She could only watch helplessly as Lu Ruoyun stepped into the courtyard. I regret coming here aimlessly. I shouldn’t have just loitered around. It feels like trouble is brewing.
With no better options, Xianger could only quietly send a message to Lu Shangxing: "Sir, Miss Ruoyun has returned. She’s now in Huafeng Court..." Xianger didn’t add anything else, as Lu Ruoyun hadn’t actually done anything yet. It was simply a heads-up for Lu Shangxing. Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on novel{f}ire.net
However, Xianger received no reply. He must be busy and hasn’t noticed my message. Of course, I’m not too worried. Feng Ruoli isn’t that important anyway. Lu Shangxing doesn’t care much for her, so even if something happens, we probably won’t be punished.
Feng Ruoli, sitting by the window, noticed an intruder. Her heart stirred slightly. This person seems hostile, making me a bit uneasy. If it’s another troublemaker, I surely can’t expect Sir to step in again.
Just then, Wen Zhixing’s voice echoed in her mind, conveying a timely message: "Follow Lu Ruoyun, and I will take you away later." Then his presence slowly faded.
"Lu Ruoyun? This person is with Sir." Feng Ruoli was inwardly pleased. Amazing! Sir actually managed to get the Lu family’s young miss on our side. But her face betrayed none of her thoughts.
The next moment, an energetic figure pushed the door open and entered.
Feng Ruoli looked up, her gaze meeting that of the young girl.
"Her looks are a little lacking, not top-tier. Her figure isn’t quite voluptuous, and her demeanor is also somewhat lacking. She’s not fit for Sir, but she could make a decent chambermaid." After giving Lu Ruoyun a thorough look, Feng Ruoli silently made her assessment. Conclusion: mediocre.
Since she’s one of us, I’ll naturally compare her to the others, Feng Ruoli thought.
In truth, Lu Ruoyun’s beauty was already quite exceptional. She was still young; in a few years, if she blossomed further, there might be a qualitative change.
It was just that Feng Ruoli’s standards were exceptionally high. After all, I myself, Si Nanyan, Yun Xinyue, Bai Luqiu, Liu Qingdai, and the others are all top-tier beauties in our own right. In comparison, Lu Ruoyun naturally seems a notch below.
However, when Lu Ruoyun saw Feng Ruoli, she was momentarily stunned. A flash of amazement crossed her eyes; the woman before her was exceptionally beautiful.
As Feng Ruoli turned her head, her glossy black hair cascaded like a waterfall. Her bright, clear eyes, looking back, seemed adorned with twinkling stars, dazzling and captivating. Beneath a shapely, prominent nose lay a pair of plump, rosy lips, like ripe cherries.
She wore a simple, elegant dress with no jewelry, yet she exuded an approachable warmth and grace that made one want to draw closer.
"So beautiful." For a moment, Lu Ruoyun felt somewhat inadequate. The woman before me could almost rival the senior sister I so admire at my sect. Though they’re different types, the initial impression she gives is just as stunning. I can’t compare.
"All of you, get out!" Lu Ruoyun quickly composed herself and ordered the others sharply.
"Yes." The guards who had been watching Feng Ruoli in the room promptly bowed their heads in acknowledgment and then silently exited. They had already noticed the situation outside and, naturally, departed cooperatively.
"Are you Feng Ruoli?" Once the others had left, Lu Ruoyun approached, her gaze once again evaluating Feng Ruoli. Originally, I intended to just grab her and leave, but... her demeanor and appearance make me want to ask a few questions.
"I am." Feng Ruoli nodded with a smile. Since she’s with Sir, I should be polite.
"What’s your relationship with Shao Zhengze? I heard that the two of you have already..." On the way, Lu Ruoyun had already looked into recent events and had a general understanding.
Upon hearing this, Feng Ruoli didn’t respond clearly, instead answering ambiguously, "I belong to Sir."
"You belong to Big Brother?" Lu Ruoyun was taken aback. In my mind, since she said ’Sir,’ she must mean Lu Shangxing.
"So, you belong to Big Brother." Lu Ruoyun’s heart tightened, and an unnatural expression flickered across her face. What is going on? She took a deep breath, quickly composing herself. Indeed, only such a beauty is worthy of my Big Brother.
"So, this time, were you forced by the people from the Purple Cloud Divine Sect?" Lu Ruoyun asked, frowning.
The young girl’s thoughts were quite straightforward. Since Feng Ruoli already belongs to Big Brother, she shouldn’t be marrying Shao Zhengze. This must mean that both Feng Ruoli and Big Brother were coerced by the Purple Cloud Divine Sect! The very thought of my Big Brother being oppressed makes me furious!