Chapter 648: Chapter 403 Su Qingdai’s First Story_2
“So I asked the Pavilion Master to help with divination one more ti, using the secret technique of Ziwei Pavilion to find the person who could truly help our Su family.”
At this point, Su Qingdai stopped, her eyes fixed intently on Zhao Rong, suddenly asking, “Ziyu, do you believe in fate?”
Zhao Rong nodded then shook his head, “I believe halfway.”
Su Qingdai stared at him for a while, her tone extrely serious:
“Dai’er believes in fate, everything has its ons and causality. As a child, I was almost devoured, only able to weep helplessly, so desperate, with hope so faint, yet saved by my father. Now, the Pavilion Master has used the secret technique at my request, divining both the benefactor who saved my life and the man fated to be with for the rest of my life.”
Zhao Rong squinted, “Aren’t you worried about being used by Li Mingyi and Chen Er?”
Su Qingdai shook her head, leaning forward, grasping Zhao Rong’s hand, her gaze sowhat infatuated:
“They might have their sches, but just like those disgusting n’s stares, Dai’er doesn’t care at all. I trust my own judgnt, I believe in my feelings and what my eyes see.
“Ziyu, we t at Zuixian Building, a rare poem of Nanshan Grade you recited broke the long-standing bottleneck I faced. Do you know, if there was any hesitation at first, then the mont the stars in that poem entered my body, my heart beat fast, my eyes, my heart were full of you, I felt it was you!
“You can save my parents and my people, you can lead on an unobstructed path up the Great Dao, you are my destined partner! Appearing suddenly when I was once again in despair, just like many years ago, this is fate!”
As Su Qingdai spoke, deeply moved, she suddenly pulled Zhao Rong’s hand and pressed it to where her heart was beating.
Just as Zhao Rong was still stunned and before he could feel that softness, she, after finishing her words, continued lifting his right hand and suddenly lowered her head, burying half of her beautiful face in Zhao Rong’s palm.
This exquisite woman in a white bellyband, pressing his hand against her face, closed her eyes, silently feeling sothing.
Zhao Rong felt a bit embarrassed, turning his head to look at little Qian’er, who said nothing.
The atmosphere in the room quieted down.
Su Qingdai’s words had clarified the twists and turns quite clearly, though so parts still left one pondering.
For example…
“Could it be a fool…” Zhao Qian couldn’t help but mutter softly.
“You’re the fool,” Su Qingdai opened her eyes and retorted.
“Say that again.”
“You’re a fool.”
Little Qian’er nodded, “Hmm, you’re quite brave.”
As Zhao Rong returned from his thoughts, he hurriedly interjected, “Alright, alright. Su Fairy, your explanation is quite alright…”
But before he could change the topic completely, Su Qingdai interrupted him.
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“So I went to the Pavilion Master, asking for his help, since our Ziwei Pavilion was under Regent King Li Mingyi, I also thought of seeking help from Li Mingyi, but the Pavilion Master told he was powerless, saying in the current situation, the prince would not yield to Zhou Dufu…” her tone was sowhat desolate.
“So I asked the Pavilion Master to help with divination one more ti, using the secret technique of Ziwei Pavilion to find the person who could truly help our Su family.”
Having said this, Su Qingdai stopped, her eyes fixated on Zhao Rong, suddenly asking, “Ziyu, do you believe in fate?”
Zhao Rong nodded then shook his head, “I believe halfway.”
Su Qingdai stared intently at him for a mont, speaking with extre seriousness:
“Dai’er believes in fate, everything has its ons and causality. As a child, I was almost devoured, only able to cry helplessly, so desperate, with hope so faint, yet was saved by my father. Presently, the Pavilion Master has used the secret technique at my request, divining both my life-saving benefactor and the man fated to be with for the rest of my life.”
Zhao Rong squinted, “Aren’t you worried that you were being used by Li Mingyi and Chen Er?”
Su Qingdai shook her head, leaned forward, and grabbed Zhao Rong’s hand, her gaze sowhat infatuated:
“They might have their own sches, but just like the disgusting glances of those n, Dai’er doesn’t care at all. I have my own judgnt, I trust my feelings and what my eyes see.
“Ziyu, when we t at Zuixian Building, your poem of the Nanshan Grade broke the long-standing bottleneck I had faced. Do you know, if I was hesitant at first, then at the mont when the stars in that poem entered my body, my heart beat very fast, my eyes and heart were full of you, I felt it was all you!
“You could save my parents and my people, you could lead on a path up the mountain that was unobstructed, you are my true destined one! Appearing suddenly when I was desperate once again, just like many years ago, this is fate!”
Su Qingdai spoke, very moved, and suddenly pulled Zhao Rong’s hand, pressing it to where her heart was beating.
Just as Zhao Rong was still dazed and had not yet felt the softness, she after speaking, lifted his right hand further, suddenly bowed her head, and buried half her pretty face in Zhao Rong’s palm.
This stunning woman in a white crop top, with his hand pressed to her, closed her eyes and said nothing, quietly feeling sothing.
Zhao Rong felt a bit embarrassed, turned his head to look at little Qian’er, who said nothing.
The atmosphere in the room quieted down.
“So I went to find the Pavilion Master, asking for his help, our Ziwei Pavilion is affiliated with the Regent King Li Mingyi, I also thought of seeking help from Li Mingyi, but the Pavilion Master told he was powerless, he said with the current situation, the prince couldn’t possibly yield to Zhou Dufu…” her tone was sowhat desolate.
“So I asked the Pavilion Master to help with Divination once, using the secret technique of Ziwei Pavilion to find the true savior for our Su family.”
Having said that, Su Qingdai stopped, her eyes staring directly at Zhao Rong, suddenly asked, “Ziyu, do you believe in fate?”
Zhao Rong nodded and then shook his head, “I believe halfway.”
Su Qingdai looked at him intently for a while, her tone very serious:
“Dai’er believes in fate, everything has a premonition and causality, when I was young I was almost eaten by people, I could only cry weakly in such despair, hope was faint, yet unexpectedly my father saved , now, the Pavilion Master has used the secret technique for Divination, and brought out Dai’s lifesaver and my true destined one for the rest of my life together.”
Zhao Rong squinted, “Aren’t you worried that you were being used by Li Mingyi and Chen Er?”
Su Qingdai shook her head, leaned forward, and grabbed Zhao Rong’s hand, her gaze sowhat infatuated:
“They might have their own sches, but just like the disgusting glances of those n, Dai’er doesn’t care at all. I have my own judgnt, I trust my feelings and what my eyes see.
“Ziyu, when we t at Zuixian Building, your poem of the Nanshan Grade broke the long-standing bottleneck I had faced. Do you know, if I was hesitant at first, then at the mont when the stars in that poem entered my body, my heart beat very fast, my eyes and heart were full of you, I felt it was all you!
“You could save my parents and my people, you could lead on a path up the mountain that was unobstructed, you are my true destined one! Appearing suddenly when I was desperate once again, just like many years ago, this is fate!”
Su Qingdai spoke, very moved, and suddenly pulled Zhao Rong’s hand, pressing it to where her heart was beating.
Just as Zhao Rong was still dazed and had not yet felt the softness, she after speaking, lifted his right hand further, suddenly bowed her head, and buried half her pretty face in Zhao Rong’s palm.
This stunning woman in a white crop top, with his hand pressed to her, closed her eyes and said nothing, quietly feeling sothing.
Zhao Rong felt a bit embarrassed, turned his head to look at little Qian’er, who said nothing.
The atmosphere in the room quieted down.
“So I went to find the Pavilion Master, asking for his help, our Ziwei Pavilion is affiliated with the Regent King Li Mingyi, I also thought of seeking help from Li Mingyi, but the Pavilion Master told he was powerless, he said with the current situation, the prince couldn’t possibly yield to Zhou Dufu…” her tone was sowhat desolate.
“So I asked the Pavilion Master to help with Divination once, using the secret technique of Ziwei Pavilion to find the true savior for our Su family.”
Having said that, Su Qingdai stopped, her eyes staring directly at Zhao Rong, suddenly asked, “Ziyu, do you believe in fate?”
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PS: Busy all day, this chapter is a bit short, will make it up tomorrow, my brothers.
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