Wedded to the Goddess of Slaughter from the Start: Helping Her Rebel and Become Empress!
Chapter 21

Weakness 4: Yan Ruyu's Flaw, Lick Dog Second Brother!

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Clear voice, supple body, easy to push over?

Why did this system feel so inappropriate?

How was that a weakness?

It was practically enough to make any man's blood race!

Weakness 4: Seeking Fame

Xiao Yang's heart stirred when he saw the last entry.

It seemed that Female Master Teacher Yan Ruyu wasn't some immortal who had renounced worldly desires after all. She had her share of joy, anger, sorrow, and desire.

Just then, Yan Ruyu rode her White Deer into Orchid Pavilion.

Her gaze swept across the gathering like a clear stream.

Yet no one dared meet her eyes. They could only feel unworthy of her, afraid they might sully her beauty.

Xiao Yang, however, didn't care in the slightest. He admired her openly.

He thought Yan Ruyu was indeed a peerless beauty, but compared to his fiancée, Ning Hongye, she seemed to fall just a little short...

"Hm?"

Suddenly, Yan Ruyu noticed his gaze and looked over. She froze for a moment.

"What a handsome young gentleman!"

As a Female Master Teacher at Jixia Academy, she was well-traveled and had met countless talented young men.

Yet Xiao Yang gave her a feeling she'd never experienced before. Her usually steadfast Dao Heart began to flutter like a startled fawn.

Even her voluptuous body, the one countless men coveted, began to grow warm.

She had been born with a Bewitching Bone and possessed an Innate Dual Cultivation Sacred Body. As it happened, Xiao Yang had taken the Yin Yang Creation Pill and gained a special constitution of his own.

As a result, she felt an irresistible attraction to him. It was as if yin had met yang, instinctively drawing them together.

"Clip-clop, clip-clop!"

The next moment, Yan Ruyu dismounted from her White Deer and walked toward Xiao Yang, her delicate feet taking one graceful step after another.

"Brother Xiao, look! Miss Yan is coming over to me!"

Ma Wencai was so excited that his chubby face shone with delight. "When we were in Cangzhou last time, I was lucky enough to give her a White Jade Guanyin. Could it be that she remembers me?"

He was just about to go greet her.

But Yan Ruyu walked straight past Ma Wencai, a trail of fragrance in her wake, and headed for Xiao Yang. Her eyes shimmered, her beauty radiant.

"This young gentleman looks unfamiliar. I am Yan Ruyu. A pleasure to meet you!"

She gave a graceful curtsy, bending forward slightly.

Only then did Xiao Yang realize that although she had a pure, saintly appearance, untouchable and immaculate,

her figure was exceptionally alluring, slender yet full in all the right places, like a ripe peach tempting anyone to commit a crime.

Even beneath her loose white robe, her ample curves were impossible to conceal. She might as well have changed her name to Yan Yourong!

"You look unfamiliar, young master. I don't believe we've met before. May I ask which family you belong to?" Yan Ruyu asked again.

Her peach-blossom eyes remained fixed on Xiao Yang, sending him sidelong glances as she looked at him with captivating poise.

Seeing this, the gathered scholars and young talents were consumed with envy and jealousy. Their eyes nearly turned red.

"Who is that guy? How did he catch Fairy Yan's attention?"

"He's just a little handsome, that's all!"

"This is a Poetry Gathering hosted by the Second Prince. The guests are all learned scholars and distinguished men! I've never seen that guy before. Did he sneak in?"

"He came without an invitation? Throw him out at once!"

Many of them began shouting.

Even if they couldn't win over their goddess, at least they could still hold on to the hope that one day, she might somehow take a liking to them.

But if rumors ever spread that she was seeing someone, their dreams would be shattered...

"Miss Yan, I'm..."

Xiao Yang was about to give the alias he used.

"Miss Yan, you're finally here. Why are you with my Ninth Brother?"

Just then, Second Prince Xiao Ziwen hurried over, followed by several young men in fine clothes, all clearly nobles of distinguished standing.

"Your Ninth Brother?"

Yan Ruyu looked surprised, then turned to Xiao Yang. "Could you be Xiao Yang, King Zhenbei's Ninth Young Master?"

"That's right."

Xiao Yang nodded.

Everyone there was taken aback.

Wasn't the Ninth Young Master supposed to be arrogant and unreasonable, with no respect for his elders? Hadn't he humiliated the Eldest Prince and the Fourth Prince one after another?

They had imagined him as a hideous brute. They hadn't expected him to be so handsome and refined.

"Y-you're the Ninth Young Master?!"

Nearby, Ma Wencai stared at Xiao Yang, his voice faltering until he could barely speak.

Wasn't this Nine Luminaries Mister Xiao?

How had he suddenly become King Zhenbei's Ninth Young Master?

And just moments ago, he'd treated Xiao Yang like one of his own and accidentally let slip the Second Prince's entire scheme.

Xiao Yang had noticed, too. He turned and grinned at Ma Wencai.

That only made Ma Wencai more afraid.

This prince's manor was full of schemes. I want to go back to my hometown!

"Fairy Yan, it's only been a few days since we last met, and you seem even more beautiful! You're not just the Northern Territory's most beautiful woman—you could easily be the most beautiful woman in all of Great Xia, famous throughout the capital!"

Second Prince Xiao Ziwen fawned over her, openly and shamelessly making his intentions clear.

"Your Highness is too kind!"

Yan Ruyu smiled faintly. Though she wasn't deliberately trying to charm him, she still had Xiao Ziwen utterly captivated.

"Oh, right! Fairy Yan, this is a Protective Talisman blessed by the abbot of Tianlong Temple. It can calm the mind, keep inner demons at bay, and ward off evil. I went out of my way to obtain it. Please accept it!"

As he spoke, Xiao Ziwen pulled a Yellow Talisman from his sleeve. A sheen shimmered across its surface, and it radiated a solemn, majestic aura.

Everyone there was stunned, and the crowd buzzed with discussion.

"The abbot of Tianlong Temple is an Eighth Grade Expert! Getting him to bless it in person—that's some serious clout the Second Prince has!"

"We're certainly in for a treat today!"

"The Second Prince is so devoted! He's really gone all out trying to win Fairy Yan's heart!"

Good grief!

Second Brother, even Feiyang and Hei Xiaohu couldn't grovel as hard as you!

Xiao Yang sighed inwardly.

His Second Brother had already given her the Lifebound Character of a Seventh Grade great scholar. Now he was offering a Protective Talisman blessed by the abbot of Tianlong Temple. Each gift was priceless.

"One should not accept gifts without earning them. Second Prince, this is far too valuable. I can't accept it," Yan Ruyu politely refused.

Yet her appearance and bearing were both innocent and alluring, enough to make any man lose himself.

"Fairy Yan, you must accept it. It's a token of my affection! If you won't take it, I'll smash it!" the Second Prince insisted.

"Then how about this?"

Yan Ruyu's eyes glimmered. She suddenly picked up the Protective Talisman and looked at Xiao Yang.

"I spend most of my time at the Academy, so I have no need for a Protective Talisman. But the Ninth Young Master lives on the frontier. Why don't I take this gift and pass it on to him?"

As she spoke, she placed the Protective Talisman in Xiao Yang's palm.

Her slender jade fingers were especially soft and delicate, like fine porcelain, and they stirred something in his heart.

But Xiao Yang smiled on the outside, though inside he was at a loss for words.

What are you doing, miss? What's this supposed to mean?

Are you trying to make me the Second Brother's sworn enemy?!

Xiao Yang glanced sidelong at Second Prince Xiao Ziwen.

Just as he'd expected!

Second Prince Xiao Ziwen's eyes were bloodshot as he glared at Xiao Yang.

But he wasn't angry because he regretted losing a precious Protective Talisman. He had another reason.

Damn it! That brat, Ninth Brother, actually got to touch Fairy Yan's hand!

I've been pursuing her for so long, and I haven't even touched a single strand of her hair!

No way! I've got to find a chance to shake Ninth Brother's hand later and get a whiff of Fairy Yan's scent!

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