บท 427: Chapter 427: A Group of Maids Offering Bad Ideas
Lin Fan, a straightforward man, found it incredibly difficult to say anything remotely flattering.
The pink scarf was truly hideous, knitted in a bizarre and strange way. However, he could sense the heartfelt intention woven into it. Even if it wasn't pretty, he would still say it was beautiful.
Han Xiaoxiao said happily, "It's best that you like it."
Lin Fan stroked Han Xiaoxiao's head. Xiaoxiao narrowed her eyes, ducking her head slightly, with a look of pure enjoyment on her face. It was like a human petting a cat, the cat feeling content and comfortable.
In the distance, Han Yan watched secretly.
She was truly at a loss with her increasingly infatuated younger sister. This situation was akin to brainwashing, completely altering Xiaoxiao's original thoughts and driving her to the point of obsession.
The Heavenly Saint and Earthly Saint sat meditating in the icy landscape.
They saw the scene in the distance.
"What a heartwarming picture."
The Heavenly Saint watched, moved. He recalled a time when a girl had given him a gift, only to have him slice it in two with his sword, uttering his most tyrannical words:
"Anyone who obstructs my path of the sword, get lost!"
Thinking back now…
He wanted to slap himself. Damn it, he must have been out of his mind. A pure love had been placed before him, and he hadn't cherished it, sending it flying with his sword. If heaven gave him another chance, he would definitely chop off his own hands, rendering himself incapable of ever picking up a sword again.
"Envious?" the Earthly Saint asked.
"Aren't you?"
"Envious."
The Heavenly Saint and Earthly Saint shared the same pain, both having been the same way. "Anyone who obstructs my path of the fist is a demon."
"But Manor Lord Lin doesn't seem very proactive."
"What do you know? This is called creating a mood."
"All this time, and it's still creating a mood?"
"Naturally."
The two old men, with one foot already in the grave, talked about creating a mood, giving off a very strange impression.
Several days later.
Night.
A figure arrived from afar, landing as lightly as a feather on the roof. Bright eyes scanned the surroundings before drifting towards the distance.
Upon his arrival, the Heavenly Saint and Earthly Saint had already noticed him. Standing in the darkness, they silently observed the figure, his every move under their scrutiny.
"Steady breathing, very strong."
"Indeed, very strong. I wonder which sect he's from."
"Let's see what he wants to do."
Inside the house.
Lin Fan was about to turn off the lights and go to sleep when he suddenly sensed someone outside. He pushed open the door and stood at the entrance, seeing a figure standing in the darkness.
The figure was clearly startled.
He had just arrived, concealing his aura, only to be discovered by the other party opening the door. It felt like seeing a ghost.
"Hello, who are you?" Lin Fan asked.
The mysterious person took a deep breath and instantly charged towards Lin Fan, launching his strongest killing move without any hesitation, giving it his all.
Lin Fan frowned, utterly bewildered.
He couldn't understand the meaning behind the other party's actions.
They had never met before.
Attacking upon first sight seemed extremely unfriendly.
Clap!
Just as the mysterious person's killing move reached Lin Fan, Lin Fan raised his hand and grabbed his wrist, then tossed him away. "Who are you? Why are you so unfriendly?"
The mysterious person rotated mid-air, dissipating all the force and landing softly.
His expression was grave.
In that instant, the mysterious person had felt an irresistible force suppressing him, a power that was impossible to withstand.
The mysterious person took a deep breath.
Thud!
He knelt on the ground.
"I'm sorry, I mistook you for someone else. Please forgive me."
Then, he transformed into a shadow and fled into the distance.
Lin Fan didn't pursue him. Instead, he looked into the distance, his mind filled with nothing but the question of who this person was and what he had been doing. He had clearly initiated the attack, so why did he apologize and claim to have mistaken him for someone else?
"Perhaps he's not mentally stable."
The Heavenly Saint and Earthly Saint looked at each other.
Their brows furrowed.
They also found it baffling.
Some time later.
The Imperial Palace.
"What's the situation?" the Emperor inquired.
Kneeling below was the mysterious person who had clashed with Lin Fan that night.
"Your Majesty, I was defeated in one move."
He was an expert cultivated by the Imperial Dynasty, trained by the Five Elements Ancestor. The Five Elements Ancestor was skilled at imparting his unique techniques and cultivating experts, using methods that pushed each individual's physical limits to the extreme.
However, those pushed to their limits suffered severe damage to their foundations, leading to irreversible injuries.
But to the Emperor and the Five Elements Ancestor, such matters were of no concern.
"One move?" The current Emperor stood with his hands behind his back, his sword-like eyebrows knitted together. "How many moves would it take for me to defeat you?"
"Three moves."
The current Emperor didn't act rashly. Unlike his father, he wouldn't foolishly throw his life away before understanding the opponent's strength. He relied on these cultivated assassins to assess the opponent's abilities, providing a comparison. As long as there was a comparison, things would be easier to handle.
He waved his hand.
The figure retreated.
He had been cultivating the Five Elements Secret Art for ten years, reaching a profound level. However, he wasn't the least bit impatient. The Five Elements Secret Art was incredibly intricate, seemingly without end.
He still had a long way to go before achieving the Five Elements Unity realm.
If he truly reached the Five Elements Unity realm, absolutely no one would be his match.
Several months later.
Han Xiaoxiao was in the kitchen, learning to cook with the maids. For Xiaoxiao, who harbored grand ambitions, her goal was to constantly enrich herself and become capable.
She hoped to become an all-around, capable wife.
Someone who could handle all the household matters.
She felt the competitive pressure was immense. Her sister was always watching her, eyeing her like a tiger. She had to be better than her sister. Exceptional beauty was fleeting and couldn't be relied upon.
An interesting soul was what truly mattered.
"Xiaoxiao, how are things progressing between you and the master?" a maid asked.
The surrounding maids curiously put down their tasks, their interest piqued. Although they usually observed everything, there were things they might not know.
Han Xiaoxiao sighed with worry. "I'm so troubled too."
She genuinely was troubled.
First of all, she was already being very proactive, wasn't she? Sometimes, it wasn't good for a cute girl to be so forward. Yet, even though she had been proactive to this extent, there hadn't been any results.
They were close, yes, but that wasn't the kind of closeness she desired.
It was… well, the kind of closeness described in those forbidden books.
The maids surrounded Han Xiaoxiao.
"Impossible! Our Xiaoxiao is so beautiful and adorable. The master doesn't have any peculiar preferences, so he couldn't possibly be indifferent."
"Yeah, I think so too."
"Xiaoxiao, are you not being proactive enough?"
Han Xiaoxiao exhaled, holding her forehead. "I've already been very proactive, in ways you wouldn't even imagine. I've lost confidence in myself, but I won't give up."
The maids clenched their fists, encouraging Xiaoxiao.
"Go for it!"
"Go for it!"
Han Xiaoxiao also clenched her pink fist. "That's right, I have to keep going."
At this moment, an older maid softly said, "Have you considered one possibility?"
Her words caught everyone's attention.
Especially Han Xiaoxiao, who was eager to know, asking impatiently,
"What possibility?"
"Yeah, Sister Hua, you're experienced, tell us quickly. Look at Xiaoxiao's expectant eyes, she can't wait any longer."
Everyone chimed in, urging her to speak.
Sister Hua cleared her throat.
Han Xiaoxiao hurriedly poured a bowl of water. "Sister Hua, have some water, please tell me quickly."
Sister Hua took a sip of water and slowly said, "You may not know, but I'll always remember, when Xiaoxiao first arrived here, she was only seven or eight years old, still a little girl. And our master was just as he is now. I heard from the older generation that sometimes, when you watch someone grow up, a sense of familial affection develops. Not to mention that back then, little Xiaoxiao loved to follow the master around. Do you think the master sees Xiaoxiao as a younger sister?"
The maids pondered, then nodded in agreement.
"That's right."
"I remember now, Xiaoxiao and the master had a very good relationship back then."
"The master sees Xiaoxiao as a younger sister, so he wouldn't accept these feelings."
Hearing their words, Han Xiaoxiao's face paled, her heart pounding as a sense of danger welled up inside her.
It was all the fault of being too close.
"Sister Hua, please teach me, what should I do? I don't want to be a younger sister. There's nothing good about being a younger sister."
She was now like a student, listening to the teachings of a master.
Sister Hua pondered for a moment. "This situation is both simple and difficult. Our master is a good person, and he values relationships. It'll be hard for him to let go of this mindset. If he were to accept Xiaoxiao, he'd feel a sense of guilt. Don't underestimate this guilt; it's a powerful thing."
"Let me tell you a secret. There was a kid next door to my family, twenty years younger than me. I thought this kid was so cute back then. But who knew, the older he got, the more handsome he became. It made my heart flutter, I liked him so much! But I just couldn't get past that hurdle, because I had watched him grow up. It was hard to make a move!"
No matter where, gossip is always a woman's favorite topic.
The maids were quite surprised.
They hadn't expected Sister Hua to be this kind of person.
Han Xiaoxiao held Sister Hua's hand. "Then what should I do?"
"Hmm... there's one way. As the saying goes, 'Cooked rice can't be uncooked.' I've heard of a medicine called 'Blazing Sun Burning Desire,' it's incredibly potent. After taking it, your whole body turns red, like it's on fire, and it requires… you know… that kind of thing to resolve it."
"Of course, we definitely don't have that kind of medicine. But I know the pharmacy has a similar one, with milder effects. You can maintain your rationality. We'll stage a secret rendezvous, you take the initiative, and we'll be on the side fanning the flames. The master definitely won't stand idly by, and then wouldn't it be a done deal?"
Sister Hua was an experienced hand, readily coming up with these ideas. What she said made the younger maids blush, feeling it was all a bit exaggerated.
"Will it really work?" Han Xiaoxiao asked.
Sister Hua said, "It's hard to say, it depends on your acting skills."
"What if it doesn't work?" Han Xiaoxiao felt the method Sister Hua suggested was both exciting and embarrassing.
Sister Hua pondered. "It shouldn't, right? If it gets to that point and still doesn't work, then there's definitely something wrong with our master. Don't you agree?"
"Mm!"
"Mm!"
"Makes sense."
"Xiaoxiao, you should think it over carefully."
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