NOVEL NEXT Chapter 94: I Scare Easily
Her teasing tone pulled Feng Fan from his thoughts, and he gave her a sidelong glance.
"Indeed, I'm surprised. The emperor's daughter is really minimalist and not girly enough. Are you perhaps the emperor's son?"
Qian Xiaoli raised an eyebrow, clearly not expecting such a blunt response. "Oh? Are you accusing the emperor's daughter of cross-dressing? You do realize I could have you executed for that, right?"
'Not that I would, of course. I prefer to toy with my prey myself,' she mused, a sly smile playing on her lips.
Feng Fan didn't outwardly react to her words, but her thoughts were an entirely different matter.
'Prey? Why are all the girls I meet completely unhinged? Is there some universal rule that beauty comes with a side of insanity?' he wondered, a mix of exasperation and disbelief swirling in his mind.
"Lady, are you threatening me?" he asked, his tone calm.
"What if I am?" she replied, narrowing her eyes.
"Then I can only run away," he said with a deadpan expression. "Please don't threaten me. I scare easily."
Qian Xiaoli couldn't help but laugh at his response. "You're quite amusing. Most men trip over themselves trying to impress me, but you don't seem affected by my beauty at all."
She stepped closer, her movements deliberate, her lips stopping just short of his. But Feng Fan didn't flinch or step back; he met her gaze without hesitation.
"I like it," she said, her voice soft but filled with intrigue.
After that, she casually stepped away from Feng Fan, treating him like he wasn't even there. She began selecting a dress from her wardrobe before heading into the bathroom.
A few minutes later, she emerged from the bathroom, her transformation hard to ignore.
Feng Fan's eyes flicked to her briefly before quickly looking away. Her long, black hair was meticulously brushed, cascading gracefully down to her knees, while the dress she wore accentuated her figure effortlessly.
The dress itself was a light blue sundress, short and airy, the kind that could easily betray its wearer with the slightest gust of wind.
If the wind decided to pay a visit, her panties would welcome the sun.
"How do I look?" she asked, gently holding the edges of her dress. She spun gracefully, giving Feng Fan a full view of both the dress and her figure.
"Not bad, a pig may find itself in a difficult situation to compete with your grace."
"Thanks for the compliment. You're a true gentleman," said Qian Xiaoli, barely holding back a laugh.
"Of course. My friends always say I'm the pinnacle of gentleness and care," replied Feng Fan. "Now, where exactly are we going?"
"I have the perfect place for our date."
Feng Fan raised an eyebrow, clearly puzzled. "What date?"
Without missing a beat, Qian Xiaoli darted toward him, grabbed his hand, and began pulling him toward the exit.
"Come on. You have no idea how many people would kill for a chance to go on a date with me."
Feng Fan let himself be pulled but still complained. "I'm not paying for your food!"
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Feng Fan and Qian Xiaoli strolled side by side along a bustling street in the capital's noble district.
She still held his hand firmly, despite his clear reluctance. Each time Feng Fan tried to protest, her grip only tightened, leaving him no choice but to endure it.
"This street could be considered the commercial hub of the noble area," Qian Xiaoli explained, glancing at the lively shops around them. "You'll find powerful artifacts for cultivators and high-end clothing here. Most of the clothes are specially refined to resist fire and water."
Her gaze shifted to his outfit, which bore the emblem of the White Crow Sect. "Why don't you buy something for yourself? You could use an upgrade."
Feng Fan nodded. For the first time since they had met, he found himself agreeing with her.
'I really do need different clothes,' he thought. 'How could I go on another date with Xue Qiang without a proper outfit?' A stupid smile crept onto his face as he recalled how breathtaking Xue Qiang had looked a few months ago.
Noticing his goofy expression, Qian Xiaoli raised an eyebrow and smirked. "What's with that ridiculous smile? What are you thinking about, you pervert?"
Feng Fan's expression hardened. "Uncultured people like you wouldn't understand…"
"Oh, really?" Qian Xiaoli replied with a sweet smile, channeling spiritual qi into her finger. She pressed it against his hand just hard enough to draw blood.
"Ouch!" Feng Fan yelped, caught off guard by her unexpected move.
As his face twisted slightly in reaction to the pain, Qian Xiaoli's cheeks flushed ever so slightly. 'Ah, what a delightful expression. I need more,' she thought.
Feng Fan noticed her reaction and froze, his jaw dropping in disbelief. 'She's a damn sadist!' He thought, utterly baffled.
Qian Xiaoli noticed his shift in expression and realized she'd been caught. She quickly masked her face with a neutral expression, pretending nothing had happened.
"Let's head over there. They have some excellent men's clothing," Qian Xiaoli said, pointing toward a two-story shop with a sign that read Dragon Cloth Shop.
Feng Fan followed her inside, where they were greeted by a charming female shopkeeper.
"How may I assist you today?" the shopkeeper asked with a polite smile.
Feng Fan picked out a few outfits, but Qian Xiaoli immediately shook her head. "Your taste is horrible," she said, waving off his choices. Enjoy more content from empire
She then selected a few outfits herself. Feng Fan inspected them and decided they were acceptable, so he didn't object.
"That will be five hundred low-grade qi stones," the shopkeeper announced after totaling the cost.
Feng Fan retrieved the qi stones from his space ring and handed them over, though inwardly he was grumbling. 'This is ridiculously overpriced!'
After Feng Fan and Qian Xiaoli left, another salesperson approached the shopkeeper with a curious look.
"Hey, wasn't that the princess? What's she doing with that guy? I've never seen him before, but they seemed... really close."
The shopkeeper chuckled softly. "You're not wrong. I bet plenty of young men in the capital are going to be green with envy by the end of today."