Chapter 179 Battle
179 Battle
Gu Yanfei touched her neck and reached out again. “Young Master Xia Hou, do you want to sit down? Let’s talk slowly.”
Without waiting for Xia Houqing to answer, she sat down on the original stone table and placed her short sword on the stone table.
Her every move was calm, carefree, and magnanimous, as if the dispute just now did not exist at all or as if they had just been joking.
However, the red finger marks on her fair neck were so glaring.
!!
Xia Houqing slowly turned around. His wide sleeves and clothes danced with his movements, fluttering and wanting to fly. He had a gorgeous and ostentatious temperament.
Xia Houqing also returned to the stone bench and sat down. The two of them sat opposite each other again on both sides of the stone table.
They were both smiling, each with their own thoughts.
Xia Houqing took out a plain white handkerchief from his sleeve and slowly wiped his right hand that had strangled Gu Yanfei’s neck.
“You said you were going to help me?” he asked bluntly. His clear voice was faintly lazy and low with mockery.
When his gaze swept across his left sleeve, where a corner had been cut off, his eyes were dark, and even his upturned lips froze for a moment. His eyebrows twitched, and his disdain and frustration were obvious.
This was the first time Gu Yanfei had seen so many expressions on his face.
She pretended not to see it and asked seriously, “What’s the situation in the State of Yue now?”
Her clear eyes looked at Xia Houqing without blinking and with a humble expression.
There was silence in the pavilion for a moment.
The atmosphere between the two of them changed subtly again in an instant. The temperature suddenly dropped and became as cold as an icehouse.
A moment ago, Xia Houqing was still smiling lazily. At this moment, his smile was restrained, and his eyes were as cold as ice.
“You don’t know?” he asked, almost enunciating each word.
“I don’t know.” Gu Yanfei smiled without any guilt, as if they were just talking about the weather today.
For the first time, the young man’s beautiful and perfect face was about to lose control.
She didn’t know anything and still dared to come and negotiate with him!
Xia Houqing’s phoenix eyes narrowed dangerously, and his killing intent rose again. The scarlet aura around him surged like boiling water again.
Facing the other party’s threatening gaze, Gu Yanfei’s smile did not change, and she still looked carefree.
How could she know?!
In this life, she had been reborn less than three months ago. In her previous life, she had only stayed in Huaibei, Danyang City, and the capital. She had never left the capital until her death.
How could she know about the State of Yue?
She didn’t even know the name Xia Houqing until today.
Seeing the fingers on Xia Houqing’s right hand bend eagerly, as if he wanted to strangle her, Gu Yanfei thought for a moment and suggested sincerely, “Why don’t I try calculating it?”
She fumbled around and took out a palm-sized compass from her sleeve.
Xia Houqing’s smile almost cracked again. His eyes curved into an arc that could not be said to be evil or twisted.
The killing intent intensified.
The wind outside the pavilion suddenly intensified, as if it wanted to uproot the green bamboo.
To the northwest, a few black crows circled in midair, neither close nor far, cawing. Occasionally, a few black feathers would be blown over by the wind and land in the pavilion.
Gu Yanfei did not seem to notice the crisis in front of her. She took the compass and calculated…
The needle of the compass trembled as it turned. A few snowflakes floated gently onto the compass.
The light from the short sword beside him refracted into Xia Houqing’s pupils, making his eyes even colder and emitting a faint coldness.
After the needle stopped, Gu Yanfei stared at the hexagram and calculated for a while before saying with a smile, “The Emperor Star is dim. The Sage of your country will fall seriously ill in a month. The battle for the throne will turn the royal court upside down.”
When she said this, her expression and tone were too casual, as if she was talking nonsense.
When she said this, not only did it not make people feel solemn and enthusiastic, but it also made people feel that she was like a swindler.
After wiping the last fingertip, Xia Houqing rubbed the handkerchief in his palm and said indifferently, “Should I just kill you?”
His voice was like the night wind, cold and fleeting, with a half-smile on his lips.
Although he kept saying “kill”, Gu Yanfei knew very well that his killing intent was less than 30%.
Gu Yanfei was not afraid at all. She pointed at the compass and explained the divination on it in all seriousness, “Mountain and ground are moving, the mountain up and the ground down. The Tuan day says, “The mountain moves up and weakens, and the ground stops.”
Speak human language! Xia Houqing’s impatience was written all over his face as he casually threw away the square handkerchief in his hand.
The white handkerchief landed lightly on the red sleeve.
A man in black leaped lightly from the wall not far away and appeared beside the withered old man. A whisper floated over. “Elder Qi…”
The old man’s eyes narrowed as he quickly walked towards Xia Houqing in the pavilion and whispered in his ear.
Xia Houqing smiled in amusement and remained calm.
In the next moment, there was a commotion in the direction of the manor’s door.
Dozens of armed guards surrounded a young man in white and walked over.
The guards each had their own duties. Some were in charge of opening the way, some guarded the sides, and some were in charge of bringing up the rear. Every guard’s gaze was sharp and murderous.
They held torches in their hands. The burning light lit the courtyard as bright as day, dispelling the surrounding darkness.
At the same time, ghostly figures silently emerged from the surrounding walls, roofs, and treetops. They were either holding bows and arrows or long knives with murderous intent.
The two sides faced each other. As soon as their master gave the order, or even a gesture, the two sides would immediately start a war and blood would be spilled.
In this tense atmosphere, Chu Yi, surrounded by a faint layer of fire, walked over slowly with a smile on his face.
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Dressed in flawless white clothes, he was even whiter than the surrounding snow, making his eyes clear and deep. His bearing was noble, as if he had come from the nine heavens on a cloud.