NOVEL NEXT Chapter 299: Your Highness, Please Behave Yourself, I Am Not That Kind of Person!
Chapter 299: Your Highness, Please Behave Yourself, I Am Not That Kind of Person!
Lin Fengmian watched as the usually cold and aloof Jun Fengya, known for keeping people at arm’s length, now acted coquettishly beside him, trying to curry his favor and even deliberately offering opportunities to take advantage.
When his gaze met hers, she would suppress her shyness and even lean forward slightly, offering him an unimpeded view of her graceful curves.
If he so wished, he could not only touch her, but also engage in a night of unrestrained passion with her.
She likely wouldn’t refuse – in fact, she might even take the initiative to invite him.
However, under the current circumstances, such thoughts were nothing more than idle fantasies.
Meanwhile, Luo Xue’s cold laughter echoed incessantly within his consciousness, her watchful eyes fixed on him.
Lin Fengmian sat upright, his gaze unwavering, and replied, “No, I simply have my own plans.”
Jun Fengya assumed he was playing hard to get – after all, he hadn’t rejected her advances outright.
Unintentionally, a corner of her gown slipped, revealing a smooth, fragrant shoulder and a tantalizing glimpse of her ample chest.
She took Lin Fengmian’s hand and guided it toward her untouched peaks, her shy expression tinged with hesitation as she softly murmured, “Young Master, are you upset with Fengya for not being proactive enough?”
“Fengya has never done anything like this before, and she feels a little awkward, but as long as Young Master wishes, you can do whatever you want with Fengya at any time.”
Hearing such flirtatious words from this icy beauty, spoken in the tone of a maiden with tender affection, Lin Fengmian couldn’t help but feel that heaven was playing a cruel joke on him.
This was Jun Fengya – the future Empress Feng Yao, who would one day reign over the world and stand as the Great Ascension Realm Sword Saint!
Yet here she was, acting like a lovestruck girl, tenderly trying to please him.
The stark contrast was enough to drive any man crazy!
However, with Luo Xue present, he didn’t even have the chance to indulge himself in the slightest.
Feeling helpless and a bit hurt, Lin Fengmian couldn’t help but resent the breathtaking beauty in front of him.
Are you doing this on purpose? You know very well that I can’t act on my desires, yet you insist on tempting me.
Initially, he had planned to feign ignorance and at least leave a “wolf’s pawprint” on that untouched snowfield.
But Luo Xue, quick to discern his intention, lightly coughed to remind him.
Don’t even think about it!
“Switch!”
The icy voice shook Lin Fengmian, leaving him no choice but to reluctantly relinquish control to Luo Xue.
Luo Xue’s hand, hovering in mid-air, slowly retracted as she calmly gazed at Jun Fengya.
“Your Highness, please behave yourself. I am not that kind of person, and I ask you to refrain from such actions in the future!”
Rising to her feet, Luo Xue distanced herself from Jun Fengya’s embrace, her expression one of disappointment as she regarded the princess.
“I thought Your Highness was a self-respecting and independent woman. I did not expect you to resort to using your charms to win favor – I am truly disappointed.”
“Young Master, I…”
Jun Fengya stared at Luo Xue in astonishment, seeing clear emotions like disappointment and rejection in her gaze.
There was no trace of desire, only cold detachment.
She found it hard to believe, but finally accepted the truth: this man wasn’t pretending.
He wasn’t playing hard to get – he genuinely wasn’t interested in her.
She couldn’t quite determine how she felt about it-whether it was relief, as if she’d narrowly escaped disaster, or frustration at being ignored.
She, the esteemed Ninth Princess of Junyan, had countless young heroes kneeling before her.
Yet after making advances three times, this man remained indifferent, treating her as if she were invisible.
He’s not even a real man!
But at that moment, her competitive spirit and her pride were fully ignited. She now had a real interest in this man.
What she didn’t realize was that such thoughts were the most dangerous ones a woman could harbor.
Unaware of her shifting thoughts, Luo Xue spoke coldly, “When the time is right, I will naturally ascend to the Void Realm. You don’t need to worry about it.
“Leave now, and don’t interfere with my cultivation. Get some rest early-we have to go to the city tomorrow.”
Hearing Lin Fengmian’s clear dismissal, Jun Fengya could only lower her head in acknowledgement and leave reluctantly, visibly frustrated.
Standing guard at the entrance, Jun Yunshang noticed her leaving in a daze and gave her a puzzled look.
Why is she coming out again so soon?
Jun Fengya glanced at the adorably wide-eyed Jun Yunshang, who was resting her chin on her hands, her expression full of confusion. For some reason, Jun Fengya felt a bit defeated.
Is this the kind of girl that he likes?
Jun Yunshang blinked her big eyes, tilting her head slightly in confusion. “Sister?”
“Go in,” Jun Fengya said, waving her hand in exasperation before walking off alone.
Jun Yunshang skipped into the cave, her heart leaping with joy when she saw Lin Fengmian sitting inside, his robes neat and immaculate, looking the same as when she had left.
It seems that I was thinking too much- Young Master Ye is truly steadfast in the face of temptation.
He must really love his wife, doesn’t he?
Wait… does that mean I still have a chance?
No matter! He had once admitted that he found her attractive, which was basically the same as love at first sight, wasn’t it?
At this thought, Jun Yunshang’s face brightened, her crescent-shaped eyes curving with delight.
Meanwhile, Lin Fengmian, who was now back in control after a stern warning from Luo Xue, was still stewing over his frustration.
Seeing Jun Yunshang’s beaming face, he frowned. “What are you smiling about? You look like a silly child.”
“You’re the silly one!” she huffed, pouting as she hopped into her seat and began swinging her legs.
Irritated, Lin Fengmian decided not to argue any further. He closed his eyes again, focusing on tempering his Heavenly Manifestation.
That night, several waves of attacks came their way, but they were all fended off by Jun Fengya’s subordinates.
Even the eldest prince, Jun Zizhen, and the fourth prince, Jun Yutang, did not launch any direct attacks. Instead, they stayed in the city, conserving their energy and preparing to defend their fortress.
After all, while Lin Fengmian’s group was tired, they still had the advantage of the terrain. There was no reason for them to abandon such an advantageous position and fight outside the city.
As long as they held Tianyu City, Lin Fengmian’s group would remain blocked, unable to move forward.
The next morning, Lin Fengmian emerged in high spirits, striding confidently as he brought Jun Yunshang onto the flying boat.
“My men can take care of the little sister,” Jun Fengya suggested.
“That won’t be necessary,” Lin Fengmian replied calmly, leading Jun Yunshang as they soared toward Tianyu City.
Jun Fengya, clearly frustrated, rode her Lion Roar Beast alongside him. Their entourage followed closely behind them until they arrived at the gates of Tianyu City.
Inside the city, many people watched from the walls. Outside, spies from various factions and curious onlookers eagerly awaited the unfolding events.
After all, this confrontation would likely determine who would earn the right to enter Junlin City.
At the city gates, countless arrows gleamed coldly, ready to rain down at any moment.
These weren’t ordinary arrows, but were fired from Divine Ballistae – the deadly weapons of the cultivation world. Each bolt carried the power of a Soul Severing Realm cultivator’s attack, enough to give pause even to those at the Unity Realm.
Although their aim was slower, the sheer number of ballistae – over a hundred on the walls – made precision irrelevant.
As they approached, Luo Xue suddenly felt as though something was spying on her.
She scanned the area but couldn’t pinpoint the source, ultimately dismissing it as the work of nearby scouts.
On the city wall, a middle-aged man with a square face spoke in a deep voice. “Ninth Sister, Little Sister, this path is blocked. Turn back while you still can.”
His face was resolute, and his thick eyebrows radiated a heroic spirit. The sharp angles of his square jaw added to his imposing demeanor.
Tall and broad-shouldered, he wore a lavish military uniform, his cape billowing in the wind as he stood on the wall like an unshakable mountain.
The air around him exuded nobility and authority, leaving no doubt that he was a member of the imperial family.