想到了職場潛規則，無奈地歎了口氣，繼續道：“生命誠可貴，愛情價更高；若為自由故，兩者皆可拋。可是我冇有愛情，要想獲得自由，隻能先保住命。你說誰不是這樣呢？我不是神仙，但也不是魔鬼。如果彆人要這麼想，我也無可奈何，嘴巴長在彆人的身上，愛怎麼說就怎麼說。”不知道為什麼，看著齊琳如此平靜，在說話間從未為自己辯解過半分，卻說出了許多無奈。鳳長卿說不出責備的話來，但轉念一想，這似乎是在拐彎抹角地罵自己啊。“...Chapter 3: Snowflakes Asking for Affection 1
What a grand spectacle is this
Two rows of masked women in pink clothes walked towards each other, each holding a flower; the fragrance they exuded was identical to the type of flower they carried. Behind them were two white horses with masks on their heads; one horse carried a man dressed in purple dragon-patterned robes and wearing a golden mask, his hand clutching a red plum blossom still in bud, while the other carried a man in blue dragon-patterned robes and a silver mask, holding a white plum blossom similarly unopened. Behind them were sixteen men carrying a pink lotus litter with various flowers entwined around it; the pale-pink curtains of the litter would occasionally flutter in the breeze, revealing glimpses of a woman's figure within. Several women followed behind the litter.
Seeing such an impressive scene, Qi Lin felt she had arrived at Dali, Yunnan, where revered monks and nuns riding elephants were similarly awe-inspiring.
"Another beauty destined for tragedy," Mu Qingfeng gazed at the woman in the litter and sighed softly. Turning his head to look at Qilin who was still in shock, he noticed the crimson spot on her face and tilted up one corner of his mouth slightly, whispering, "That won't be the case anymore."
Maidong glared angrily at Mu Qingfeng; if not for Rende pointing out his acupoints, he would have hacked Mu Qingfeng to death with a sword. With fury in his eyes, he stared down at the hands that were being held by someone else. Ash, this idiot [A snow], just allowed others to hold him like this Didn’t he even allow people to touch him before Damn it. Why aren’t you letting go yet
Rende shook his head speechlessly as though he was thankful for having kept a watchful eye on things by quickly pointing out Maidong’s acupoints when Mu Qingfeng came over; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
Feeling the anger emitting from Maidong, Qi Lin finally snapped back to reality. She turned around and saw that he was fuming with rage, while Rende was standing beside him as though nothing had happened.
Sigh, a rotten piece of wood cannot be carved into anything valuable.
Qi Lin shook her head speechlessly when her foot suddenly bumped into something. She looked down to see that it was an elm-wood fan. Qi Lin froze for a moment as Yu Mu smiled at her; she looked around and saw no one paying any attention to her, so there shouldn’t be any problem with squatting down and picking up the fan.
When Qí Lín bent down to pick up the fan, she didn't notice that her hand had easily slipped out of Mù Qīngfēng's grip. Mù Qīngfēng continued to smile as he looked at Yúmù, while Yúmù stared straight ahead.
When the group arrived in front of the altar, everyone turned towards it.
The two people on horseback dismounted together and knelt before Fèng Chángqīng to pay their respects: "Your humble servant greets the Emperor. May Your Majesty live ten thousand years!"
Fèng Chángqīng smiled contentedly, raised his hand, and said, "Brother and brother have worked hard. Please rise."
"To report to His Majesty, your humble servant has escorted the Jade Maiden here as instructed. Kindly give us your instructions," the man in the golden mask stated.
Damsel Qi Lin looked at the woman in the sedan chair. Although she couldn't see clearly through the veil, it was obvious that she was a beauty. She wondered what would happen next.
Feng Changqing nodded satisfactorily as the High Priest said, "Please have the Emperor welcome the damsel."
As soon as the priest's words ended, Feng Changqing leaped and flew onto the sedan chair. With a faint smile on his lips, he slowly raised his hand, which was as white as jade, and said, "Please invite our damsel."
The scene was like something out of a fairy tale where a prince rescues a princess.
The person inside the sedan chair seemed hesitant for a moment but eventually placed her delicate hands into Feng Changqing's icy hand. Feng Changqing smiled slightly and suddenly pulled the person inside him, drawing the beauty into his embrace. He reached out to gently caress her frightened eyes and swiftly picked up the woman horizontally, leaping onto the altar.he long run... but he didn't want that.Why wouldn't he want it He knew all too well."Could it be you've taken a fancy to Qi Lin" After pondering this thoroughly, Zi Yin could only come up with this re...