My Sassy ‘Crown Princess’ Chapter 181
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Chapter 181: Lin Feiyu Came (1)Translator: Guy Gone Bad
“My prince, what levels are those top ten pharmacists at in previous potion contest finals?” asked Mo Fei out of curiosity.
“The top 10 were mostly level 4 pharmacists, there were also level 3 ones, and the top three are mostly level 5 pharmacists.” Replied Lou Yu while thinking.
“I’ve heard that Lin Feiyu has good pharmaceutical qualification, but as far as I know, he is jist a level three pharmacist.” Asked Mo Fei doubtfully.
Lou Yu nodded, “It’s true he has great qualifications, but he doesn’t major in potion refining. Besides, he is still young. Those students under thirty have no right to join in the contest.”
Mo Fei nodded, suddenly got to know something. Lin Feiyu did great in potion refining, but he was still young, and he got a lot of others things to take care of. So one could only say his potion refining was not bad, but a bit far from the first class.
Lou Yu looked at Mo Fei and said earnestly, “Oh right, when in the competition, you should be careful of someone.”
“Who?” Asked Mo Fei curiously.
“Nalan Tianwu! Nalan family is a bit potion refining family. And Nalan Tianwu is the most outstanding pharmacist in the family. She is only 25 years old and is already a level five pharmacist.”
“Consort Nalan Yue is a level seven pharmacist. Before Wu Gouyue appeared, Nalan Yue had been recognized as the most outstanding potion talent.” Lou Yu couldn’t help adding these.
Mo Fei said thoughtfully, “Is that so?”
Lou Yu looked at Mo Fei and said gravely, “Listen to me. Don’t take any rash action, because most talented pharmacists cutting a figure before have all gone missing already.”
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“Gone?” Mo Fei asked in some bewilderment.
Lou Yu nodded, “Yeah! There are five big potion families in Rong Country. They wouldn’t allow anyone to challenge their position.
Mo Fei said, frowning, “Such a bully!”
“Don’t worry even if you have no other choice. I will protect you.” Lou Yu looked at Mo Fei with a determined look.
Lou Yu’s staring gave Mo Fei goose bumps, “Thank you.”
Lou Yu then smiled, “We are a couple who sleep on the same bed everyday. Don’t stand on ceremony before me.”
Mo Fei tried to avoid Lou Yu’s eyes, but his face still got reddened.
Although Mo Fei had been rejected over a dozen times, in fact, no matter in his previous life or in this life, he had never been in a formal relationship.
Looking at Mo Fei face blushing, Lou Yu couldn’t help laughing.
“You’d also blush?” teased Lou Yu.
Mo Fei glared at Lou Yu and said shyly, “I’ve always been a person easy to blush. You didn’t notice it?”
Lou Yu, “…”
On the way, Lin Feiyu saw a lot of places hanging the advertising board of Skywater Company, , in which those two people snuggling with each other that was really an eyesore.
Lin Fei Yu looked at the scene Mo Fei kissing Lou Yu with a light smile, his heart was shaking hard.
Lin Feiyu bit his lips. Lou Yu accepted Mo Fei kissing him! As cold and indifferent as he had always been, except him, Lou Yu had never allowed anyone to stay three steps within to him. So did he really accept Mo Fei now?
Lin Feiyu closed his eyes. A strong feeling was telling him not to give up. Lin Feiyu opened his eyes, heart pounding hard. A crazy idea popped out his head. Actually he had always had feelings for Lou Yu, he just didn’t realize it himself.
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“Look over there! It’s Mo Fei! The Heaven’s Sound Mo Fei! How beautiful he is!”
“He and the third prince really match! Heavenly made!”
“Did you listen to the music he played? It should only belong to heaven which is really rarely seen in mortal world! My elder brother said after listening to the recorded version, it has great improved his cultivation speed.”
“Seriously? Sound Source Master is to be able to assist one’s cultivation? But isn’t it only useful only if you listen to the live version?”
“I don’t know! My elder brother said that his spiritual power has improved much faster than before. Mo Fei’s music is magic!”
“Look at the way Prince Yu looks at Mo Fei! So soft, so gentle! How could Lin Feiyu compare with Mo Fei? No wonder Prince Yu dumped him!”
“But you were a bit fan of Lin Feiyu before, weren’t you?”
“That was already long time ago. Now I found Lin Feiyu is just so so.”
“Hmm? Isn’t that Childe Jade Flute? Why does he take group photos with Zheng Xuan? Aren’t they sworn enemies and often have fights?”
“Haven’t you heard that two people bond through fighting? They fight and fight and fight and then bond.”
“That sounds reasonable.”
“Look at the way Zheng Xuan looks at Mo Yi! So affectionate? Isn’t that guy a facioplegia?”
“Yes! Yeah! That expression should have been very difficult for him I’m afraid.”
…
Lin Feiyu pursed his lips, and left with his face darkened because he couldn’t bear those people’s gossiping.
Prince Yu Mansion
Su Rong was sitting in the living room, sighing now and then.
Lou Yu came downstairs. Noticing Su Rong’s grieving expression, he asked, “What’s up? It seems you are not in the mood.”
Su Rong gave Lou Yu a plaintive look, “I got dumped, so I’m feeling upset.”
Lou Yu patted his shoulder, trying to comfort him, “There are so many men out there. Why would you hang on someone? Let it go! You have a sea of fish out there!”
Looking at Lou Yu’s face, Su Rong thought to himself: When Lin Feiyu dumped you, I also tried to comfort you this time, but you just didn’t give it a shit, still wearing that gloomy face like a God of Plague. Now what? Easier said than done!
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