The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady

Holy smokes!

What was with this situation?

Why was he not jealous, ah?!

Shile was completely dumbstruck by the reaction of Zhanye.

“What’s with your reaction? You… You’re not feeling a bit… sour? ” Shile more and more wanted to beat up

this slow idiot.

Zhanye became even more confused.

“Why should I feel sour?”

This scene was so harmonious ah!

“You… You’re so stupid. Nevermind, if you can’t catch the boss, you deserve it!” Shile was indignant.

Indeed, the emperor wasn’t anxious but the eunuch was[1]. Did this idiot want to infuriate him to death?

[1] The person involved is not very anxious to deal with the matter, but the people around them are

anxious to resolve it.

“…” Zhanye suddenly looked gloomy. Why were they back to this topic again?

Although Zhanye had romantic feelings for Yan Di, he was limited to staring at her secretly. Asking him to

go and show excessive care and chase after her… this was something beyond him.

To him, Yan Di was like the light of a lamp on a dark road. He yearned for her, respected her, and loved

her at the same time.

He never thought of going further with Shen Yanxiao. He had no such courage, nor such luxury.

Yan Di was more like his shining star. As long as she was there, he would be satised no matter where he

went.

Shile disdained the dullness of Zhanye. On the other hand, Zhanye was wondering why Shile had gotten

angry, while the other members of the Flaming Red Squad were shocked by Yan Di and Fengling’s

intimacy.

As the assaulted party, Fengling’s small face was ushed red. He stood there stiy with his head lowered.

He wanted to break away, but felt that it would be inappropriate, so he could only remain in his position

and be attacked by Shen Yanxiao.

“I say, Boss… Our Fengling is thin-skinned. If you tease him like that, he’ll be embarrassed to death.” The

teenagers on the other side were quite amused and joked.

Fengling blushed even more.

Shen Yanxiao just smiled and nally let go.

“You guys aren’t going to train yet? Are you not going to have a big meal in the evening?”

“Train! Let’s go and train!”

With the temptation of a big meal, the members of the Flaming Red Squad whistled back to the training

ground and started training.

“Come with me.” Shen Yanxiao turned to Fengling and said.

Fengling nodded with an endearingly silly expression. With his ushing, handsome face, he silently

followed Shen Yanxiao, just like a small tail.

Shen Yanxiao took Fengling directly to the palace.

At the entrance, Fengling halted somewhat awkwardly.

“Boss… Where are we going?” Fengling looked hesitantly at the lofty gate in front of him.

“To my room.” Shen Yanxiao smilingly said

He should just say less to make fewer mistakes. Fengling continued to be Shen Yanxiao’s small tail.

The skeleton soldiers guarding on both sides of the palace stood against the wall with the blades in their

hands held still. They showed not the least bit reaction to the emergence of Shen Yanxiao and Fengling.

Fengling followed Yan Di while feeling curious. She went in and out of the palace of the Ancestor of the

Undead so casually, as if she were in her own home. Although he had heard before that Mentor Yan Di

was living in the palace temporarily, Fengling did not expect her to have such freedom.

It must be known that even Master Nock had no such honor. Every time he came, he still needed to wait

at the gate for the Ancestor to give permission to enter.

Even Prince Mingye could not enter or leave at will. Without the assent of the Ancestor of the Undead, any

who rushed into the palace would be forked out mercilessly by the skeleton soldiers.