Chapter Eleven: Staring Contest

  Before he knew it, Meng Yuntian's 50th birthday had arrived.

  Fifty years old is already considered a big birthday, and it's also the birthday of Meng Cuo Ying and Meng Ru, so the preparations are particularly grand.

  Early in the morning, Qing Zhu helped her put on a dress specially made for her by the Empress Dowager.

  Just didn't put on makeup for her. Just helped her style a beautiful hairstyle.

  Meng Fu Ying was taken aback for a moment, but she didn't take it too seriously. After all, this face is so dark, no matter how much makeup you put on, it's still useless.

  It's still early and not yet time to pay respects, but many guests have already arrived, especially the high-ranking officials from the imperial court, each bringing lavish gifts and arriving ahead of schedule.

  Meng Fu Ying had always disliked places that were too noisy. She preferred to be alone, admiring the flowers in the backyard, without even bringing a bamboo flute with her.

  That girl now extremely listens to her words, she says what is what, not daring to have half a point of disobedience. It's also possible that she understands that she can't be bullied now, so she doesn't let her follow, and she didn't come along.

  It's spring now, and all the flowers in the garden are competing with each other to bloom, which is really lovely.

  At this moment, everyone is gathered in the hall, and naturally no one will come here, so this beautiful place is left for her to enjoy alone.

  Looking at the disc, bees are flying back and forth in the flowers, Meng Fu's shadow is even more exciting, thinking of Sa Dingding's free walking flower, involuntarily humming softly.

  Suddenly saw a flower, full of bees, and was slightly stunned. It seems that this flower is very attractive to bees. I don't know what kind of flower it is or what special things are inside. Curious, I gently scraped some off, wanting to take it back for further study.

  "Hah, you ugly freak, how dare you compare yourself to a flower, it's truly an insult to these beautiful flowers." A voice full of mockery suddenly came from behind her.

  Meng Fu's eyes slightly sank, and a hint of coldness flashed through the depths of her pupils. Although she didn't want to cause trouble, she would absolutely not tolerate being bullied or humiliated by others.

  And this man's mouth is really poisonous.

  Only, I don't know what identity this man has, after all today is Father's birthday, so naturally can't be too excessive, because this father is very fond of her.

  "This king is asking you a question, and yet this ugly freak is pretending to be deaf." The man's voice came again in anger as he didn't hear her response.

  Meng Cuo Ying's lips curled up in a cold smile, and her eyes also added a few points of anger. This man, one by one, scolded him as an ugly eight monsters, it was really refreshing to scold him, she didn't care what kind of dog king he was.

  Her eyes slightly lowered, seeing the pollen in her hand, a sudden burst of gentle laughter overflowed from her eyes. Ha! Didn't you scold me satisfyingly just now? In a moment, I'll make you even more satisfied, guaranteeing that you'll be satisfied to your heart's content.

  "Brother Meng greets the Ninth King." Meng Fu Ying slowly turned around, saw that the person was indeed the Ninth King Xuan Yuan Mo, and slightly bowed in courtesy. He was a handsome man, but unfortunately had a poisonous tongue.

  As she slightly bowed her head to greet him, upon seeing the sachet on his waist, the smile at the corner of her lips became even more pronounced. Her fingers moved subtly, and the sachet had already fallen into her hands.

  "Hmph, this ugly freak, get out of here quickly, don't sully my king's eyes. Every time I see you, I lose my appetite for three days." Xuan Yuan Mo's words became even more venomous.

  Even if she's no longer foolish now, she's still an ugly freak, and just looking at her makes me feel sick.

  Meng Fu Ying's lips curled up again in a cold smile, she wanted to see how he would still be arrogant later.

  He quickly put the pollen in his sachet and then hung it back on his waist at an even faster speed.

  Then he walked forward with a light step, but his smile had a few more evil intentions.

  It was just that when she slightly raised her eyes, she suddenly met a pair of eyes, too sudden, too unexpected, and she didn't even have time to cover up the smile at the corner of her lips.

  At the moment when he looked up at her eyes, Meng Gufeng was completely stunned.

  Xuanyuan Ye! How did he end up here?

  Last time at the Empress Dowager's place, he just glanced at him roughly, and at that time, he didn't look back at her.

  This gaze made her secretly astonished in her heart.

  She had never known that a man could be so beautiful, yet not show the slightest hint of femininity, but instead exuded an intangible aura of dominance, and possessed a regal presence that could command everything.

  Those eyes seem to have an irresistible attraction, even if you know it's a bottomless abyss, you can't help but jump in, even if you know it's a deadly poison, you'll still drink it down without hesitation.

  She never knew that just a glance would bring her such shock.

  Meng Fu Ying's body stiffened slightly.

  But in her heart, she was secretly shocked. This man was too dangerous, too dangerous. She dared to confirm that everything that had just happened must have fallen into his eyes.

  Because she knew that in this whole world, there was probably nothing that could escape those eyes.

  No matter how much I thought about it, I never expected that Xuan Yuan Ye would appear here at this time.

  "Seventh Brother, why have you also come to this backyard?" Xuan Yuan Mo said respectfully as soon as he saw the newcomer.

  The man did not respond, but his eyes, which had been gazing at Meng Fu's shadow, slowly moved away and landed on Xuan Yuan Mo's waist pouch, where they lingered for a moment.

  Meng Fu's heart secretly trembled with fear as she saw him gaze at the fragrance sachet on Xuan Yuan's waist. Her heart slightly skipped a beat, and he indeed had seen it. At this moment, would he want to expose her and then punish her?

  But his eyes just stopped on that sachet for a moment and slowly moved away, never opening his mouth to speak.

  "Your Highness, I didn't expect you to be here." A clear and pleasant voice floated over, and Meng Ruxue slowly walked over, her absolutely beautiful face filled with joy, but when she saw Meng Fu Ying, the joy on her face suddenly stagnated for a moment.