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李逸 shook his head and said, "I just saw a familiar figure and got a bit curious."

The noble young master Zhao Liu chuckled and teased, "But if you ask me, Ninth Young Master, you have a good eye. Huang Furo's looks and figure aren't bad, considering the status of their Huangfu family nowadays, you might as well take her as a concubine. After all, you've grown up and need someone to teach you the arts of the bedroom. Haha..."

"It's just there's an eyesore next to her. If you treat me to a drink, how about I get rid of him for you? Just by looking at that row, you know he has no background, taking care of him would be a breeze for me."

Shen Qing and Huang Furo both had reached certain levels in their cultivation, with senses far sharper than ordinary people.

The conversation of the noble young master was overheard by the two.

To speak frankly, such words were indeed somewhat offensive.

Shen Qing remained unmoved, while Huang Furo had already grabbed his arm, poured herself a cup of tea, and said calmly, "Let's have a cup of tea first and talk later."

He could sense a trace of displeasure on Huang Furo, but she suppressed it.

Shen Qing couldn't help but look at Huang Furo with higher regard.

In the center of the hall, Li Yi, who was seated, glanced at Shen Qing and Huang Furo. Seeing their calm demeanor, he couldn't help but recall his father's words.

He had been told that as he was now, he was still no match for Shen Qing, and this had left a lingering frustration in his heart to this day.

For some reason, Zhao Liu's words beside him were irking him.

You say handling him is a breeze, doesn't that imply I'm useless?

Li Yi said coldly, "Shut your foul mouth, stop talking, no one mistakes you for a mute."

The noble young master Zhao Liu thought he had misheard, causing his face to turn cold, "Li Laojiu, what do you mean by that?"

"I said shut your foul mouth."

Thinking he had misheard, a surge of anger erupted within Zhao Liu.

You're young, Li Yi, still not fully grown, often bullying others, putting on airs.

As soon as he stood up, wanting to teach this naive youth a lesson.

However, just as he stood up, a large fist had already smashed into his face, his vision darkened, and he flew backward, crashing hard against the wall.

The intense pain forced him to hold his nose, letting out a scream.

"Ah!"

Li Yi, young and vigorous, was brimming with anger.

A few days ago, he had suffered at the hands of Shen Qing, further aggravating his annoyance.

He couldn't beat Shen Qing, but this spendthrift he could certainly teach a lesson.

He took the initiative and struck first, trying to vent his anger.

Su Qiaoqiao, who was welcoming guests at the door, saw this and was momentarily stunned. She rushed over and asked, "What happened?"

"Young Master Li suddenly hit Young Master Zhao Liu."

Su Qiaoqiao's scalp tingled instantly.

No matter what she anticipated, she never thought that right before the Chrysanthemum Viewing Festival was to start, such trouble would occur.

No amount of caution could have prevented this mishap.

This is a real problem now.

Just as her thoughts raced, seeking a solution.

Young Master Zhao Liu staggered to his feet, face covered in blood.

He glared at Li Yi, eyes burning with rage, like an enraged beast, gritting his teeth, "Li Jiu, I'm going to kill you!"

Boom!

At this moment, an indescribable pressure erupted like a mountain flood from the mysterious cabin deep within, silently enveloping the entire hall.

The air in the hall seemed to solidify, except for Shen Qing, everyone's heart felt gripped by an invisible large hand, involuntarily tightening.

"Ah!"
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Su Qiaoqiao gasped softly, her brows furrowed. Although she had been through many big scenes, the pressure at this moment was unprecedentedly unsettling for her.

"Someone, throw this disrespectful Young Master Zhao into the lake, let him sober up."

A clear female voice emerged from the cabin, as sweet as the sound of nature, yet carrying undeniable authority.

Everyone turned towards the voice.

A beautiful woman, adorned with pearls and jade, stepped out of the cabin, surrounded by several maids.

Her beauty was unmatched, skin like snow, eyes like paintings, her every movement exuded an ethereal aura, like an earthly fairy.

A beam of sunlight shone outside the cabin, falling on her face, making it appear translucent.

Features carved like fine jade.

Shen Qing was astonished at first sight.

If he guessed correctly, this must be the most beautiful girl in Da Zhou, Princess Yuzhen!

Li Yi showed a hint of joy upon hearing this, recognizing that Princess Yuzhen too disapproved of Zhao Liu's rude words, "Her Highness, wise judgment."

From a distance, Zhao Liu quivered like a leaf, speechless, devoid of any masculinity.

Su Qiaoqiao was the first to react and gestured to the attendant behind her.

Understanding her intent, they hurried forward and, without much care, dragged Zhao Liu out like a dead dog.

After that, Su Qiaoqiao took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in her heart, swiftly stepped forward, and elegantly bowed to Princess Yuzhen, sensibly saying, "It's due to my poor arrangements. Your Highness, please punish me."

Princess Yuzhen gently waved her hand, "No matter, there are always unique birds in a big forest. Your arrangements for this Chrysanthemum Viewing Festival are well done, I'm quite satisfied."

After speaking, she raised her hand slightly, signaling the maid beside her to bring out a gong.

Princess Yuzhen, her red lips slightly parted, announced to everyone present, "This year's Chrysanthemum Viewing Festival, let it begin!"

As her words landed, the gong was sounded.

Melodious music flowed from behind her, quickly permeating the entire hall.

Many guests began to relax their tense faces.

Huang Furo, who had been holding onto Shen Qing's hand, finally let go, pretending nothing happened, and picked up her teacup to drink.

Shen Qing smiled but said nothing.

As Princess Yuzhen announced the start of the Chrysanthemum Viewing Festival, everyone found their seats, gathered around the meticulously arranged and unique chrysanthemums, and began to discuss freely, continually expressing their opinions.

At the seat closest to Princess Yuzhen, a lady in yellow stood up first, her gaze was intense as she stared at the 'Hua Fu' piece, focusing on a prized chrysanthemum named 'Frosty Moon Chrysanthemum' and evaluated it: "This chrysanthemum should be considered one of the finest among all. Its form stands like a fairy in the frost, its petals distinct. Upon careful observation, it's clear the cultivator poured much dedication into it. It must be someone who understands and loves chrysanthemums, and with formidable skill, capable of nurturing such a masterpiece with spiritual power."

"Miss Zhang's insight is as sharp as ever. This is indeed a new chrysanthemum patiently cultivated by Her Highness this year," the maid standing beside Princess Yuzhen said with a smile.

Zhang Qingying exclaimed in surprise, "No wonder. I was wondering why this chrysanthemum was so well-cultivated."

Seated at the head, Princess Yuzhen was quite pleased with Zhang Qingying's praise, her laughter blooming like flowers, captivating those present with fascination.

Next, a young man sitting beside Su Qiaoqiao lightly touched a chrysanthemum named 'Nine Suns Fiery Chrysanthemum' and appreciated it, "The petals of this chrysanthemum are as radiant as fire, I sense threads of spiritual power within. To me, this chrysanthemum, besides being ornamental, will definitely aid in cultivation if kept at home, it's an exceptional piece."

"If possible, Your Highness, I'll pay a thousand gold taels for a single petal."

Hiss...

The crowd present gasped collectively at this.

Even Shen Qing, seated in the corner, was secretly amazed.

Truly the elite of Da Zhou.

All wealthy individuals.

Willing to spend a fortune for just a single petal.

Though Shen Qing considered himself to have amassed some wealth by now, he was far from living with such luxury.

Princess Yuzhen smiled and said, "Young Master Su has a keen eye. This 'Nine Suns Fiery Chrysanthemum' indeed is special. If you can channel its spiritual essence into your body, it would truly aid your cultivation."

What?

There really is a chrysanthemum that can aid in cultivation?

This statement left everyone in awe.