Chapter 271: The National Teacher is a Good Person
“Ptooey!”
Facing the man’s praise, Long Li puffed up her cheeks and spat a small mouthful of saliva at him.
Perhaps it was due to spending too much time with him, but her actions had become more casual.
That man seemed to possess a strange kind of magic.
Spitting saliva, such a mischievous act, was something Long Li would never have done before.
But whenever she was with the man, she would subconsciously cast aside her so-called “airs.”
Chen An silently wiped the saliva from the back of his hand, wondering if this could be considered dragon’s saliva.
It had no peculiar smell, but rather a faint, fresh fragrance.
Chen An quickly stopped his drifting thoughts, lest the tone of events become even more perverse.
“In any case, Prime Minister Father is not cute at all!”
Although the girl still said this angrily, her hand was held very tightly.
Chen An smiled silently.
…
After strolling for a while, someone led them to a magnificent and splendid palace.
Here, various exquisite food aromas assailed the nostrils, and graceful, beautiful beast-women came and went, serving tea and water.
The demonic beasts ate only the most primitive, unawakened livestock. Their attitude towards these creatures was no different from how humans treated them.
During the feast, Long Li regained her cold and ruthless demeanor, sitting high in the main seat.
Chen An and Yan Qing sat beside her, followed by Xiong Ba Tian, who was fulfilling his ‘host’s duty.’
It was at this moment that Chen An finally revealed the truth about the mutiny of the Dragon City guards.
Xiong Ba Tian’s reaction was somewhat subtle.
He appeared furious, vowing to severely punish the rebels and offering to personally escort the young princess back to Dragon City to inherit the throne.
However, when Chen An asked about the departure date, he began to make excuses, citing the hardships of travel and suggesting they rest for a few days first.
After a satisfying meal, Xiong Ba Tian ordered many “beast girls” to be sent to the National Teacher.
Some were fully transformed, while others were like the half-human, half-beast kind Chen An had seen in the city that day.
“National Teacher, a cat demon like this, half-human and half-beast, could fetch a high price if traded to your human race.”
“If you are interested…”
Xiong Ba Tian’s tone was ambiguous as he spoke.
Chen An politely declined.
…
That night.
It had rained yesterday, and the night air was even fresher.
The room arranged for Chen An was brightly lit.
He got up, opened the door, and sat down on the steps.
As usual, there were no clouds tonight, and only the crescent moon shone in the sky.
After today’s probing, Chen An had confirmed that the Scarlet Bear clan, even if they would not directly kill them, definitely had ulterior motives.
In fact, as soon as he noticed the strangeness of the pursuers, he had almost concluded this.
The reason he was still moving forward now was purely because it was an open ploy devised by the eldest prince in Dragon City.
The former king had fallen, and the court was in turmoil.
Among the myriad demons, there were bound to be many who were secretly coveting the opportunity to gain their own piece of the pie.
Chen An did not wait long, about half an hour, and a graceful figure emerged from the shadows.
Her moon-white palace dress, illuminated by the moonlight, appeared even more serene.
However, her expression was uncharacteristically cold.
She walked up to Chen An, took off the black box from her back, and handed it to him.
This time, Chen An did not refuse.
He took it and opened it directly in front of her.
A three-foot sword, emitting a cold light under the moon, appeared before their eyes.
The sword body was as clear as water, and the hilt was engraved with inscriptions.
Its aura was long and profound, clearly not an ordinary item.
To do a good job, one must first sharpen one’s tools.
What the old Dragon King had given him was a divine weapon he had once brought back from the human realm.
It was called “Unprovoked.”
These two words were precisely the inscriptions on the hilt.
Chen An took it out of the black box, held it in his palm, and casually swung it, testing its feel.
To be honest, as a dying gift from a generation’s Dragon Lord, if it weren’t a true treasure, he would probably feel ashamed to present it.
Seeing Chen An take the sword, Yan Qing, who had transformed into “Long Li,” silently put away the box.
She said nothing and was about to turn and leave.
“Wait.”
Chen An called out to her, “We part tonight, and it’s likely you won’t return. Do you have anything you want to say?”
“Long Li” turned back, looked at him, and a flicker of hesitation crossed her expression upon hearing his words.
After a moment, she tentatively asked, “National Teacher, will you fight me now?”
“…”
Chen An rubbed his forehead.
He knew Yan Qing was referring to the sparring match he had promised her that night.
“If you can escape safely, let alone one fight, I’ll fight you ten times.”
Chen An had a good impression of this “loyal dog” like character.
At least when he was initially fighting his way out of the encirclement, he couldn’t gain anyone’s trust, and it was Yan Qing who stood up to oppose the dissenting opinions.
Upon hearing this, “Long Li” smiled.
She said, “The National Teacher is a good person, someone who truly cares for Your Highness.”
She suddenly blurted out a sentence that had no connection to the previous conversation.
Chen An was stunned.
He lowered his head slightly, his voice growing a little low.
“Actually, I’m probably not as good as you think.”
“No.”
In the silence, the girl refuted him.
Her faint green eyes gazed at the man.
“National Teacher, sometimes, don’t be too harsh on yourself.”
“I believe you, you will properly bring Your Highness back to Dragon City, won’t you?”
The girl suddenly started to move.
Instead of leaving as expected, she slowly walked back.
It was still early, and they could still dawdle for a while, right?
Perhaps the phrase “won’t return” had an effect, making Yan Qing think she could indulge in a little wilfulness just this once.
She came up to the man and said in a low voice.
“You once asked why I always appeared by your side whenever you looked at the night sky in a daze.”
As she said this, her fair neck began to blush, and her tender little tongue involuntarily moved, to alleviate her nervousness.
“It’s because only at that time can I look at you without any scruples.”
“National Teacher, you are not just a good person…”
“You are also… a very beautiful person.”
Demonic beasts, being of demonic origin, were often bolder in matters of love.
But for Yan Qing, who had always maintained a cold demeanor, this kind of indirect confession of love was already her limit.
So, when Chen An raised his eyes, she was already gone.
He rubbed his face, took a deep breath, and turned to walk back into the room.
On the bed was the true young lord.
She slept peacefully, her delicate brows slightly furrowed, perhaps dreaming of something unhappy.
Chen An picked her up.
Sensing the man’s movement, the girl opened her drowsy amber eyes. Seeing that it was Chen An, she closed them again, only mumbling in a spoiled tone.
“Prime Minister Father, don’t disturb me, I’m so sleepy…”
Chen An gently smoothed her furrowed brow and then, holding her, walked out of the room silently.
Under the moonlight, he glanced one last time in the direction Yan Qing had left, then lowered his head to look at the sleepy girl in his arms.
“Your Highness, don’t forget her…”
He whispered.
A friend’s book, a sapling. Two-dimensional fans who like fantasy combat can check out a protagonist who can transform into a mecha and fight with their bare hands; a harem-minded, imaginative monster.
(End of this chapter)
