I am an incredibly handsome man, and my fiancée refuses to call off the engagement even at the cost

"Oh? Troublesome?" Yang Guifei said.

"I'm afraid someone will fall in love with me again, it's so annoying," Gu Yan said.

Everyone: "..."

Why does this sound so irritating?

After a moment of deathly silence at the palace banquet, Emperor Chen Quan burst into laughter: "Now that you say that, I'm even more curious."

Empress Shen Lihua smiled slightly and said, "I'm curious too."

"I'm quite curious about what Mr. Li Bai said." The speaker was Shen Lihua's great-aunt, the high priestess surnamed Shen.

"Mr. Li Bai, could you satisfy my curiosity?" Chen Quan said.

Yang Guifei smiled and said, "Just once, please?"

"Yes, Mr. Li Bai, please satisfy our curiosity just this once?"

"Yes, we are just so curious."

Everyone pleaded.

Mu Qinghe looked at Gu Yan, then at the crowd. He wanted to say, "You can't take it off! If Taibai takes off his mask, it's hard to predict what will happen." However, amidst the crowd's pleas, Gu Yan had already reached for her mask.

He took the mask off.

All sounds fell silent, and everyone's faces were filled with shock.

God!

There are such handsome people in this world, are they gods descended to earth?

Under the bright lights, that young face was so perfect it was dazzling. Everyone was captivated by it, even Tan Yue and Mu Qinghe, who had seen it before, were still shocked.

The palace lanterns shone brightly, making her flawless skin seem to glow. Her eyebrows, eyes, lips, and nose were exquisitely beautiful, like a pearl emerging from the womb, or snow gathered in the moon. She was ethereal and otherworldly, unparalleled in the world.

Chen Quan's eyes widened. The moment the emperor of the Ruohe Empire saw this face, he felt as if his heart had been struck by something. This emperor, who had seen countless beauties and had countless concubines, was now completely blank. He stared at that perfect face, his eyes wide open.

Yang Guifei gazed at Gu Yan, her heart pounding; the Grand Eunuch Shen wished he had been born thousands of years too early; the Grand Eunuch Jia glanced at Gu Yan several times, then forced himself to look away to avoid being overcome by inner demons…

Everyone was stunned.

One of the maids dropped the wine pot she was holding, and the sound of the pot shattering finally brought everyone back to their senses.

After Shen Lihua came to her senses, she saw that her emperor was still watching, his eyes glued to the screen, so she quickly pinched him. Chen Quan then snapped out of his daze.

The crowd gradually came to their senses, but none of them could calm down.

Chen Yujing excitedly grabbed her brother's hand tightly. It was him, it was him, it was him.

She suppressed her emotions and didn't cry out.

Chen Yuxuan had been stunned for a moment, but his sister's fingernails snapped him back to reality. He quickly pulled his sister's hand away, saying, "Stop pinching me, you're bleeding."

Chen Yujing looked at Gu Yan and almost burst into tears. She didn't understand why Gu Yan wouldn't even glance at her. She knew Gu Yan was there, so why didn't she look at her?

"Sir, you are truly... truly exceptionally handsome." Chen Quan stammered, his heart pounding wildly as he looked at Gu Yan. Shen Lihua sensed something was wrong, but at that moment she hadn't realized the seriousness of the situation.

"No wonder Mr. Li Bai wore a mask, now I understand." The speaker was a noblewoman at the table, Chen Quan's younger sister, the widowed Princess Zhaohua. Her gaze towards Gu Yan was fiery, her desire written all over her face, impossible to conceal.

"Is Mr. Li Bai married?" the princess asked with a smile.

Gu Yan looked at her and said, "I, Li, do not concern myself with love or affection; I am solely focused on cultivating the Tao."

"Isn't the Master's path the path of dual cultivation?" A female marquis, holding a folding fan, glanced at Tan Yue beside Gu Yan, her eyes filled with hidden jealousy. Not only her, but all the women in the hall, even the Grand Eunuch Shen, looked at Tan Yue with jealousy in their eyes.

The Spirit Emperor realm experts of the Ruohe Empire, including Emperor Chen Quan, all entered the Spirit Emperor realm after the age of eight thousand, while Tan Yue entered the Spirit Emperor realm before the age of four thousand.

Comparisons are odious. But when he thought about how he had reached the Spirit Emperor realm at a young age, but the price was being someone else's furnace and never having freedom for the rest of his life, he felt a sense of balance.

Originally, things were balanced, but now the offerings from all of you are no longer balanced.

Damn, this guy's got some lucky ladies.

The other elders were one thing, but Elder Shen's jealousy had transformed into hidden murderous intent. Fortunately, she hadn't lost her composure and realized she was being influenced, so she restrained herself with all her might. And she wasn't the only one who was restraining herself like that.

Gu Yan looked at the female marquis and said, "Fellow Daoist, you jest."

At the banquet, all the women, married or unmarried, vied to speak with Gu Yan, and even several men were eager to join in. After the banquet, Gu Yan and Tan Yue returned to Tan Yue's residence in the capital, where they were greeted by visitors.

The person who came was Princess An Hui, Chen Yujing.

Gu Yan glanced at Tan Yue and said, "Go and send her away."

Tan Yue reluctantly arrived at the front hall.

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"Greetings, High Priest." Chen Yujing bowed to Tan Yue with her hands clasped.

Tan Yue looked at her and said expressionlessly, "He's resting. Princess, you should go back."

Taking a break?

Chen Yujing didn't believe it. She said, "Resting? Did he tell you to send me away like this?" She looked at Tan Yue, who had a deadpan expression and stared coldly at Chen Yujing. Chen Yujing was extremely sad, but she was unwilling to give up because she couldn't see Gu Yan.

"Princess, please return!" Tan Yue said coldly.

Seeing the coldness in his eyes, Chen Yujing gritted her teeth and said, "Fine, I'll go back first today. Tell him I'll come back again."

She wasn't afraid of Tan Yue; she wasn't even afraid of Dugu Xun, so why would she be afraid of a mere Tan Yue? She just lacked confidence in herself, especially since Gu Yan hadn't even glanced at her during the palace banquet.

Chen Yujing is gone.

After Chen Yujing left, Tan Yue went into the inner courtyard and saw Gu Yan admiring the moon in one of the courtyards. The black-haired, white-clad youth, bathed in moonlight, possessed a jade-like face, pure and ethereal. Tan Yue stared at him, momentarily stunned. When Gu Yan looked at him, Tan Yue awkwardly looked away for a moment, then quickly turned back and asked:

"Do you know Princess An Hui?"

"Yes, we know each other," Gu Yan said.

Tan Yue suddenly remembered something and reminded her, "Her previous fiancé was Dugu Xun, the head of the Youyun Dugu family."

Gu Yan smiled slightly: "I know, she ran away from the wedding because of me."

Tan Yue: "..."

It took Tan Yue about ten seconds to process this news. He stared at Gu Yan for a few moments before finally saying, "Dugu Xun didn't kill you?"

Is it because this guy is also an important figure among the four families and five sects? Like everyone else, Tan Yue also suspected that Gu Yan was the Holy Son of the Myriad Desires Sect.

Gu Yan said softly, "Perhaps it's because Dugu Xun also likes me."

Suddenly, Tan Yue was as if he had been struck by lightning. He opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.