Chapter 368: Chapter 368

Feng Yuncheng looked at Beatrice with passion in his eyes. His feelings for her were obvious.

Mo Yuelou chuckled to himself. He said to Beatrice, “You guys can talk. I’ll go in first.”

“Okay.”

After Mo Yuelou left, Beatrice asked Feng Yuncheng, “Why are you here?”

Feng Yuncheng pushed his glasses up his nose bridge in embarrassment. He said, “I guessed that Her Highness would come, so I shamelessly came with my brother.”

Hearing that, Beatrice looked at him with a complicated expression. “You came to see me?”

Feng Yuncheng nodded. “Originally, we agreed to go to the Iron Thunder Army for the annual assessment in July, but looking at the current situation, I’m afraid we won’t be able to go. I don’t know when I can see you, so I took advantage of this opportunity to come.”

Hearing that, Beatrice asked Feng Yuncheng, “Why do you want to see me?” After asking this question, she looked into Feng Yuncheng’s eyes without missing any of his subtle reactions.

Beatrice’s gaze was naturally dignified and sharp. Under her gaze, Feng Yuncheng didn’t even have the courage to lie. He lowered his eyes and saw the safety pendant hanging by Beatrice’s sword. He suddenly felt more courageous.

Feng Yuncheng replied, “Because I miss Her Highness.”

This was an ambiguous answer. It could be a subordinate’s respect and concern for his superior, or a man’s inability to let go of a woman.

It all depended on how Beatrice would handle this answer.

Beatrice never beat around the bush when it came to things. She liked to play straight. Hearing Feng Yuncheng’s answer, she said firmly, “You like me.”

Feng Yuncheng’s heart sank when he heard Beatrice’s overly calm tone.

Beatrice told Feng Yuncheng, “Feng Yuncheng, you don’t like me. You just pity me.” He pitied her and wanted to dote on her.

With that, Beatrice walked past Feng Yuncheng and strode into the hotel, leaving Feng Yuncheng standing there alone while looking helpless.

Was it just pity?

After a few minutes, Feng Yuncheng returned to the hotel listlessly. He glanced at Beatrice, who was surrounded by everyone, and then walked to Yu Huang with a dejected expression.

Seeing that Feng Yuncheng looked dejected, Yu Huang knew that he must have been rejected by Beatrice.

Yu Huang handed Feng Yuncheng a cup of wine. “Come, have a cup of wine to commemorate your first heartbreak.”

Feng Yuncheng glared at her, but he took the glass of wine and drank it all.

When it was almost nine o’clock, Su Xuanye and Lin Jiansheng arrived at Xueli Island with Kong Qing. The two of them were wearing purple robes that represented Purifying Spirit Saints. One had white hair that was whiter than snow, and looked handsome, like an immortal. The other had short hair, was burly, and looked fierce.

The two of them walked together, creating a strong visual contrast.

Yu Huang heard soft discussion behind her. “In the past, Saint Ling Xiao had a beard and long hair. He looked like a sage. Now that he’s shaved, why does he look like a gangster?”

“What nonsense are you talking about? Saint Ling Xiao only looks fierce. He’s very kind.”

“This is nothing. He looks intimidating but he’s soft-hearted.”

Yu Huang agreed with his words.

Kong Qing recognized Yu Huang at a glance, since she was the most dazzling and elegant one there?

Kong Qing jogged over and hugged Yu Huang’s leg.

Yu Huang was wearing high heels today. Kong Qing hugged Yu Huang while his head only reached Yu Huang’s navel. He buried his head in Yu Huang’s stomach and rubbed it before raising his head to say to Yu Huang, “Yu Huang, you’re so beautiful today!”

Yu Huang tapped Kong Qing’s forehead with her index finger and said, “Come, let me see if our little prince is handsome today.”

Kong Qing chuckled and took a few steps back so that Yu Huang could size him up.

Kong Qing looked similar to Lin Jiansheng. After putting on a suit and tie, he looked like a gangster.

Clothes could completely change a person’s appearance. However, this sentence clearly didn’t apply to Kong Qing.

Sheng Xiao bid farewell to Feng Tang and the others. He walked toward Yu Huang with a wine glass in his hand. When he saw Kong Qing, who was dressed like a prince, he reached out and patted Kong Qing’s head. “You’re very handsome today.”

Kong Qing gave Sheng Xiao a thumbs up. “You’re handsome too.”

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly sounded outside the hotel.

Kong Qing raised his head and looked at the sky outside the French window. He saw more than ten gorgeous aircraft hovering in the sky, and each aircraft had a spider lily drawn on it.

“Wow!” This was the first time the country bumpkin Kong Qing had seen so many aircrafts. His horizons were instantly broadened. “There are so many aircrafts!”

The aircraft landed on the tarmac in front of the hotel. The chief steward of the Caro Clan walked out of an aircraft with two young men.

The young man walking on the left side of the butler looked about the same age as Sheng Xiao, but he was shorter than Sheng Xiao. He was slightly plump.

The man standing on the right of the main butler was even younger. He looked to be in his twenties and looked a little familiar.

Yu Huang searched through her memories before finally remembering where she had seen this man before. If she remembered correctly, he was Caro Xiangfu’s second son, Caro Xianyang!

Many years ago, when Yu Huang had just awakened her beast form and went to the Lou Lan Ancient Pavilion with her mentor to search for cultivation techniques, she had seen this person once. That year, this man was a youth. He was dressed extravagantly, and his aura was extraordinary.

After three years, the once flamboyant youth had matured a lot.

After entering the hotel lobby, the main butler bowed to all the guests before leading the two young masters to the high platform.

The main butler took a microphone and handed it to the slightly plump man.

The man held the microphone and smiled before speaking. His smile was charismatic.

“Good morning, everyone. I’m Caro Xianle. Together with my younger brother, Caro Xianyang, I thank everyone on behalf of my father, Caro Xiangfu. Thank you for your hard work and coming from afar to attend Caro Zhengyang’s 800th birthday!”

Kong Qing held Yu Huang’s hand and stood below the stage. When he heard the name Caro Zhengyang, his hand holding Yu Huang’s suddenly tightened.

Yu Huang’s right knuckles crackled from his grip.

Yu Huang looked at Kong Qing in surprise, but she saw that Kong Qing’s little face was livid. His two black eyes were fixed on the high platform, and he seemed to be possessed.

Yu Huang was extremely shocked.

She was about to carry Kong Qing. Sheng Xiao thought that Kong Qing couldn’t see the stage. Yu Huang was wearing high heels and it wasn’t convenient for her to carry the child. So, he reached out and carried Kong Qing from Yu Huang’s arms.

“You can’t see? Then I’ll hold you.”

Sheng Xiao raised Kong Qing and placed him on his head. Then, Kong Qing could see everything on the stage clearly. “Sheng Xiao, is the person celebrating his birthday called Caro Zhengyang?”

Sheng Xiao nodded. “Yes.”

After getting the answer he wanted, Kong Qing stopped talking.