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Poison Genius Consort - Chapter 650




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Chapter 650: If you have the skills, come steal it 

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Long Feiye didn't like to waste words, much less time, with irrelevant people. Even if Duanmu Yao had considerable clout before the sword sect elder and Cang Qiuzi, he still disregarded her utterly. He didn't need to gauge her opinion before involving himself in Celestial Mountain matters, nor did he require her assistance. Neither did he dread any attempts she'd try to stop him.

He was planning to order someone take the letter and drive them away, but fell silent when he saw Han Yunxi get off the carriage. Instead he stayed put to quietly drink his tea while opening up his Annals of the Seven Noble Families for further study. If Han Yunxi wanted to fool around, he'd let her do as she pleased. If she went overboard, he could help her clean up the mess afterwards.


Uncle Gao withdrew as soon as Han Yunxi got off the carriage. Duanmu Yao assumed that it was Long Feiye, but only felt disappointed when he never showed. She quickly wiped away the tears on her face to hide her pathetic expression from Han Yunxi's eyes. Unfortunately, her pitiful state was much harder to hide than some simple tears. Han Yunxi had already jumped onto the ground, but now she leaned back to sit against the carriage, sitting astride its axels as she played with the whip for the horses.

Instead of staring at Duanmu Yao outright, she cast her a sideways glance. She looked towards her shoes first, then traced a path up to her face and back down to her feet. It was a perfect rendition of scorn and disdain that made Duanmu Yao bristle in response. She was already feeling timid, but now Han Yunxi had added humiliation to the mix. In fury, she cried, "Han Yunxi, what are you looking at?"

"I'm trying to see what a pestering annoyance looks like." Han Yunxi examined her from head to toe again, then added, "I've got a clear picture now."

"You!" Duanmu Yao almost rose to fight, but held herself back. If Han Yunxi had the guts to get off that carriage, then she'd make the woman regret for a lifetime! Although master was ignorant of the marriage agreement between Cang Qiuzi and the Tang Clan, he did know she was looking for senior brother to treat her wounds. No matter what, she couldn't fight back or make any slip of the tongue that end up putting her at a disadvantage. She had to push Han Yunxi into the fault first so she could go back and tattle properly.

So what if the woman was senior brother's official consort? Once she left a bad impression in master's eyes, she'd be over! Master's temper was the type to hate someone utterly once he formed a bad impression. It would be impossible to change his mind.

Duanmu Yao ignored Han Yunxi's mockery and said loudly back, "Senior brother, are you planning to defy master's orders? If you don't want to see this letter, then I'll just leave! I'll bring it back to master as before."

It was unclear whether Long Feiye had even heard her. Right now, he was absorbed in the contents of his book as he laid lazily on the couch. But Han Yunxi narrowed her eyes indignation. This woman was obviously threatening Long Feiye with the sword sect master!

 





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