0p0 Chapter 381 Mu Feng: It's Broken
Chapter 381 Mu Feng: It's Broken
However, the princess's courage came and went quickly. After realizing what had just happened, steam instantly rose from the forehead of the shy girl.
Fischl, Fischl, what have you done?!
The girl let out a mournful cry in her heart, her fair face turning pink, almost hot enough to cook a Teyvat omelet.
Now look what's happened! Not only has the princess's dignity been completely destroyed, but... she might not even be able to remain friends with her anymore.
The sudden idea startled Fischl.
But once her pounding heart calmed down a little, the thought returned like a persistent, lingering ailment. 8
After all, no matter how close their relationship was before, it was only limited to being friends who crossed a certain threshold.
More than friends... but what about the part that's not quite there?
Upon closer reflection, it seemed that her kind knight had never shown any particular interest in her.
More than anything, it's the same kind of doting and indulgence one would show to a younger sister.
His gentleness is like the icing on a candied hawthorn skewer, warm, lingering, sweet, and hard to part with.
This warmth held an almost fatal attraction for a lonely princess whose father and mother had been away on expeditions since childhood, and who had always been surrounded by open and veiled ridicule.
When exactly did these unusual feelings quietly sprout?
Perhaps it was when he appeared just in time once again, chasing away those guys who were blaspheming the princess's name with their strange voices.
Or perhaps it was when they sat side by side in a corner of the library, flipping through novels together, their fingertips accidentally touching.
Before she knew it, she was slowly becoming immersed in it.
She began to assume that this game between the princess and the knight would continue indefinitely, but she never dared to confront the final question.
Is the hawthorn under the sugar coating sweet or sour?
She dared not think about it, nor did she want to.
She was afraid that if she bit into the sugar coating, all that would be left would be bitterness and regret.
In particular, he was surrounded by so many girls.
How much of his life can an ordinary girl, who is just a little eccentric, actually occupy?
Little Amy, after all, is not the condemned Princess Fischl.
So be it. At least she still has time to indulge herself and deceive herself before the frosting completely melts away.
However, she was not the only one coveting this sweetness.
"The Maid of the Rose Heel"
"The Rabbit Lord of the Sky Kingdom"
She could read the same greed in their eyes.
Because she herself was addicted to it.
The sense of crisis grew daily, and the princess's invitations to knights to travel the heavens became more and more frequent, but that was merely a temporary measure.
The sweetness of the icing deepened over time, but its gentle, enduring sweetness could no longer control her heartbeat.
So when the sugar content crossed the threshold again, she finally bit through the thin layer of sugar coating without hesitation.
Did she hesitate at the very last moment before the lottery draw?
The girl asked herself honestly, and the answer was no.
Fear? Of course, because she could never turn back.
But that burning desire was more intense than any fear of the future.
Bite it open.
She didn't want to pretend to be stupid anymore.
The girl stole a glance to see Mu Feng's reaction, but things didn't seem to go as she had expected.
Mu Feng was taken aback for a moment, then a helpless smile appeared on his face, and he gently kissed her forehead.
"Alright, Your Highness, I'm right next door, don't be afraid."
His voice was gentle, like he was coaxing a child, as if he were just treating it as a minor aftereffect of her attack.
The girl felt somewhat frustrated; on the one hand, it seemed that she was not considered a potential romantic partner at all.
Feeling frustrated and with nowhere to vent, Fischl turned her back, pulled up the blanket, and chose to ignore the blockhead.
But on the other hand, she also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
What started as a do-or-die gamble has now turned into a... fairly successful test of the bottom line?
Thinking of this, she felt a little excited.
At least he wasn't offended, so the outcome wasn't too bad, right?
She took a bite of the candied hawthorn, but couldn't taste anything, so she poured another layer of icing sugar on it, intending to eat it for a while longer.
As for the bottom line, how will you know where it is if you don't try?
She refused to believe that the piece of wood had no eyes.
The girl hummed a little tune and rolled around in the bedsheet.
The majesty of an empress?
No, no, no, it was all Amy who did it.
The girl fell asleep happily, but Mu Feng, who had just left the room, let out a long sigh of relief, his expression complicated.
Stepping out of the inn, the cold night wind hit him in the face, carrying the moisture from the nearby lake, instantly making him more awake.
"Knight King of the Pure Land of Dark Night, greetings. Oh, perhaps after some time, I should address you as the Prince-in-Law of the Pure Land?"
Oz the raven fluttered its wings and perched on a sunset fruit tree nearby, chuckling merrily in its usual low voice.
Mu Feng, whose mind was in turmoil, ignored Ye Ya's teasing and simply rolled his eyes at the gloating subordinate.
Is he really unable to see anything? Quite the opposite.
In fact, if he hadn't pretended to be stupid, he wouldn't have known how he would have gotten out of that girl's room unscathed.
He had anticipated this kind of thing.
He just didn't expect it to come so quickly and so suddenly.
Is he happy? Perhaps, he certainly likes little Amy too, but what he feels more confused about right now is confusion.
Because he currently faces more than one choice.
He had become intimately familiar with Amber and Noelle's every move over the course of four years.
How could I not guess what they were thinking?
Choosing either option will hurt other people's feelings; this is a multiple-choice question with no perfect answer.
Therefore, he subconsciously chose to escape, even though it was very unethical, because not making a choice would prevent him from making a mistake for the time being.
It's pretty unethical, isn't it?
As the wise Master Lu said, you can't hide your love for one person, but you can hide your love for two or more people.
Mu Feng reached out and touched the spot where he had just been kissed; it was a little hot, but his heart was far from calm as his expression suggested.
Oh no, I feel like I've been dragged into a chaotic battlefield.
He felt he needed to go home and read a few romance novels; he figured Qin would have a lot of experience with that.
Oz sighed; one dared to speak, and the other dared to listen.
It was just a crow; it knew nothing.
But at this moment, something strange happened.
"Who is there!"
Mu Feng's expression changed instantly from one moment to the next. He drew his West Wind Sword and swung it precisely at the three o'clock position behind him.
The attack happened in the blink of an eye, catching the people in the woods completely off guard, who only had time to barely dodge.
A suppressed cry of pain rang out, followed by the sound of staggering footsteps disappearing into the distance over the bushes.
Oz was startled. Even it hadn't noticed anyone approaching just now. And it had been...
Is this guy even human, reacting with such instinct?
With a solemn expression, Mu Feng walked to the edge of the woods, took down the West Wind Sword that was deeply embedded in the tree trunk, where a line of blood remained.
The spy had completely disappeared from the woods.
Things seem to be getting interesting.
What exactly is hidden in Dadaupa Valley?
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