Phi-Fic Chapter 158 First Encounter with Auster
Chapter 158 First Encounter with Auster
Just before leaving, Chu Qiuchi thought for a moment and then called Ao Nanxi back, took out a magical artifact, and handed it to her, saying, "This is for you, don't say we're not good friends!"
"Is this Youyun?" Ao Nanxi took the magic artifact, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes. He gently stroked it, seemingly unable to believe that he had obtained this treasure so easily.
Puyang Minghui smiled and nodded, "Yes, this is Youyun."
"Oh my god, this is so precious, you just gave it to me like this? I..." Ao Nanxi was so excited that she was almost incoherent, and her body trembled slightly.
Chu Qiuchi stepped forward, put his arm around her shoulder, and said with a grin, "What's the big deal? Once they start mass-producing them in the capital, you, as a princess, will definitely have yours. We just had a head start. But seeing how excited you are, I still feel quite accomplished! Haha..."
Ao Nanxi smiled and raised her hand, gently punching her shoulder with her small fist. "You rascal, at least you have a conscience."
Chu Qiuchi winked smugly, "I'm not just kind-hearted, I'm extremely kind! You know, you were the first person to ask us to give away this magical artifact!"
Ao Nanxi puffed out her chest, proud and confident, "That's only right. I'm your good friend, so of course I should be the first to get the magic artifact."
After speaking, she lowered her head again, playing with the magical artifact with great affection. Chu Qiuchi shook his head helplessly and chuckled, "Stop looking at it, take us to see your royal brother first."
"Oh, right, right, let's go see my royal brother first." Onanxi slapped his forehead, finally remembering the important matter, and turned around with a smile to lead the group to Auster's tent.
Before long, the group arrived at a dark gold tent. The tent's canvas shimmered slightly in the sunlight, exuding a royal air.
Ao Nanxi stopped, turned around and smiled, "We've arrived. Please wait a moment while I go in and let them know."
After speaking, she stepped into the tent, while Chu Qiuchi and the others stood outside, awaiting their summons. Occasionally, a soldier would pass by and glance at them curiously.
A short while later, Aonanxi emerged from the tent and said with a relaxed smile, "Alright, my brother is waiting for you. Let's go."
The group exchanged glances and followed Aonanxi into the tent.
The moment Chu Qiuchi stepped into the tent, she stumbled slightly, because there were not only two princes inside, but a group of people who all looked at her when they entered.
Chu Qiuchi lowered his eyes, tugged at Ao Nanxi's sleeve, and asked in a low voice, "Nanxi, what's going on?"
Ao Nanxi tilted her head slightly and said softly, "I don't know either. They were all there when I came in. I was a little confused, just like you."
Chu Qiuchi muttered to himself, "He's utterly useless!"
The group stopped in the center of the tent. Chu Qiuchi looked up at the man above her and was taken aback.
His face was stern, his features deep-set, and his gaze piercing, seemingly able to penetrate the heart. His deep-set eyebrows and refined features gave him an extraordinary air and a commanding presence.
He wore a magnificent robe in gold and black, embroidered with intricate patterns that accentuated his noble bearing. The edges of the robe were inlaid with shimmering gold thread, revealing his unparalleled status and position.
At this moment, the man sat quietly in the main seat, his expression indifferent, his gaze falling on Chu Qiuchi and the others, seemingly scrutinizing them, yet also casual.
Sensing that faint yet palpable gaze, Chu Qiuchi's heart tightened slightly, but she did not flinch in the slightest. Instead, she fearlessly raised her eyes to meet his, brazenly scrutinizing this legendary eldest prince.
Noticing her bold gaze, the man raised an eyebrow slightly, seemingly surprised but not annoyed.
A slight smile appeared on his lips, like a glacier melting and all things coming back to life.
In an instant, all his sharp aura vanished, replaced by a languid charm that was impossible to look away from.
Chu Qiuchi was momentarily stunned by the sudden, stunning smile before him. His heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but click his tongue inwardly, "Good heavens... I never expected this ice queen to have such a... captivating smile!"
Her face flushed, and her ears burned slightly. She forced herself to calm down, silently admonishing herself: "Stay calm! Don't be seduced by beauty! Form is emptiness, emptiness is form, form... no, form is form! To look away even a little bit is disrespectful to a beautiful woman!"
Her gaze was frozen, unable to look away. The more she looked, the more she felt that this face was like a masterpiece created by Nuwa. The lines were smooth and flawless, exquisite yet sharp, a blend of gentle charm and murderous intent.
I couldn't help but sigh: "A man's good looks are a curse, a man's good looks are a curse!" How could someone so effortlessly embody two completely different qualities, one moment breathtakingly beautiful, the next radiating spring warmth?
Ji Moyu, standing to the side, watched as she stared intently at the person at the head of the table, a suspicious blush gradually spreading across her cheeks.
His face darkened, his eyes narrowed, and his aura suddenly turned cold, as if a cold winter had suddenly descended, and a thin layer of frost seemed to condense in the air.
Puyang Minghui was standing next to him when she was suddenly hit in the face by a blast of cold air. She couldn't help but shrink her neck and instinctively wrapped her clothes tighter around herself. She looked around suspiciously, wondering: What's going on? I was fine just a moment ago, why is it suddenly so cold?
Nalan Xingyao and Chu Yichen also sensed the chill. They glanced at Ji Moyu, whose face was ashen, and shivered in unison. They tacitly moved a few steps to the side, trying to stay as far away from Chu Qiuchi as possible to avoid being caught in the crossfire.
Seeing that Chu Qiuchi and the others hadn't made a move, Ao Nanxi frowned slightly, sensing that something was wrong.
She turned her head and looked at Chu Qiuchi with a puzzled expression, then followed her gaze, her lips twitching involuntarily.
She reached out and gently tugged at Chu Qiuchi's sleeve, her face speechless, and said through gritted teeth, "Chu Qiuchi, snap out of it!"
This finally brought someone who was so infatuated with beauty that they couldn't extricate themselves back to reality.
Once she came to her senses, Chu Qiuchi showed no sign of panic. She cleared her throat casually and a confident smile appeared on her lips.
"Greetings, Your Highness and all the generals." She bowed slightly, and together with the others, respectfully clasped their hands in greeting. Her tone was calm, and her movements were impeccable, as if the brief moment of embarrassment had never existed.
Upon seeing this, the person at the head of the table deepened his smile, looking at the group with a half-smile.
Before he could speak, the man in the first seat below him chuckled and spoke, his voice clear and melodious, carrying a youthful spirit.
"Why do you only bow to them and not to me? I, the Second Prince, am truly invisible!"
Chu Qiuchi and the others were taken aback upon hearing this, and they all looked up to see the speaker, who was imposing, unrestrained, and exuded a carefree confidence. Although he spoke words of dissatisfaction, he wore a warm smile on his face.
He wore a long white robe, adorned with exquisite gold embroidery on the shoulders, and a simple gold-trimmed belt, exuding a refined and elegant air. The robe was made of a light and airy material, flowing gracefully like clouds with his movements.
Chu Qiuchi glanced at Ao Nanxi, then looked at the other two, and couldn't help but sigh: Royal genes are really good. One landscape, three colors, each with its own merits.
Composing herself, she and the others calmly bowed again, saying, "Greetings, Second Prince."