These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

"What can I do... Hey, where are my silk stockings...?"

Wei Tu paused, then turned around while buttoning her clothes. "What ice silk stockings? You haven't worn them before, have you?"

Then they saw Ye Bingluan sticking out her snow-white, pert buttocks and pulling out a pair of ice-silk stockings from under the carpet...

Wei Tu held his breath instantly.

Ye Bingluan sighed as she looked at the stockings, "What a pity, they won't have a chance to be used."

Wei Tu gritted her teeth, "Why didn't you use it earlier?"

Ye Bingluan said regretfully, "It's not too late to use it now, but it's a pity that someone has already lost interest in my body."

Wei Tu understood that the other party was using various means to disrupt his thoughts.

Destroy your own willpower.

"It's not that I've lost interest, it's just... the important things are more important."

"Really? You have something important to do here? Why don't you give it a try?"

Ye Bingluan put on half of her ice silk stockings, which reached just around her knees, and slightly raised her slender, fair legs.

Just looking at this scene made Wei Tu's blood boil.

He couldn't help but bite his tongue. Although being capable... well, for a man, it equals confidence, being too capable means a lower resistance to these temptations.

Moreover, since the woman is devoted to him, she poses no danger and makes it easier for him to fall into her arms and become hopelessly infatuated.

Wei Tu had no choice but to resort to his old methods.

He sighed and said, "Get me a few more pairs, I'll take them back and try them on..."

"Think beautifully!"

After a busy morning, Ye Bingluan was dressed neatly and had already put on the dragon robe.

Naturally, someone brought in new clothes.

When she reappeared before everyone, she was a completely new, more majestic, more profound, and more enigmatic empress.

Even Cui Hao was somewhat moved when he saw Ye Bingluan.

"Your Majesty's current appearance... reminds this old minister of the majesty of the founding emperor..."

Ye Bingluan merely glanced at Cui Hao, "How has the Prime Minister ever met the founding emperor?"

Cui Hao shook his head and said, "Although this old minister has never met the founding emperor, seeing Your Majesty in this state reminds me that the wise and mighty founding emperor must have looked just like this."

Ye Bingluan simply smiled slightly, "That's a masterful flattery."

As for what decisions this woman would make or what she would do in court after her complete transformation, that was not something Wei Tu, who had already left the palace, needed to think about.

Whether Ye Bingluan will actually go to Chechi Kingdom depends on whether she first passes through the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain. Will she go alone, or will she notify me?

These are not things we should be thinking about right now.

Wei Tu knew that the other party had already gained a lot during this closed-door breakthrough. The things she wanted to figure out, she probably already had. She might have been hiding some information from him that was not important to him.

The significance of Che Chi's departure was simply that she wanted to confirm something.

Before Wei Tu prepared to leave Chaoge City and return to Xianzhou.

He saw something familiar... a horse-drawn carriage.

They stopped on a street not far from the imperial city, and Wei Tu's gaze shifted slightly.

Then I saw an ordinary-looking woman dressed in a men's long gown, sitting there calmly enjoying her tea.

What are some good tea options from roadside stalls?

But she looked at me, smiled slightly, and raised the teacup in her hand toward me.

The meaning is self-evident.

She invited herself along with a gentle breeze. PS: Double update today!!! The next update should be this afternoon, aiming for a long and good one! Finally, the New Year is almost over. I drank so much before that it really affected my writing, thank you all for your understanding and continued reading. I'll get back to my dedicated state!

51 Tests and Challenges

"Miss Ming... seems to really enjoy drinking tea."

Wei Tu looked at Ming Xiangrong across from him, who was holding a handful of peanuts in one hand and a teacup in the other, and couldn't help but say something.

Although she is of average appearance and has an ordinary face, she is clean and has no affectation in her gestures. She has a down-to-earth feel and could be anyone you live with.

It could be your aunts or uncles, or it could be your neighbor.

It's strange, but even though Wei Tu could be any ordinary woman, sitting with Ming Xiangrong made her feel like she had become ordinary herself.

Ming Xiangrong blew on her tea, gently rubbing the peanuts with her fingers to easily remove the skins, as she spoke.

"I wouldn't say I like it, I just don't dislike it. I like drinking, but what woman would carry a pot of wine around all the time and drink alone?"

Wei Tu nodded. "I didn't expect Miss Ming to enjoy drinking."

"And you, Young Master Wei?"

"You used to call me National Preceptor, but now you call me Young Master?"

The woman smiled and said, "Before you enter the palace, I will naturally call you Imperial Advisor. When you leave Chaoge, I will naturally call you Young Master."

"What kind of explanation is this?"

Wei Tu seemed not to understand this woman's strange thoughts.

After all, from her appearance to what she has done so far, she doesn't seem like an ordinary woman. But Wei Tu just can't find any flaws. It's as if she's deliberately teasing him, making him feel that something is wrong, but he can't pinpoint what's wrong.

Ming Xiangrong smiled, took a sip of tea, and said, "Young Master Wei, as you know, bringing you here was partly at His Majesty's behest, so it was official business. Since it was official business, the form of address naturally had to be more formal. But seeing you off now is a matter of our private friendship, so we can be more casual and relaxed."

The other party spoke quite frankly about the distinction between public and private matters, showing no signs of the woman's shyness.

Wei Tu naturally wouldn't be coy; to be honest, this way of communicating was quite good.

"I don't have any particular favorites. I like both alcohol and tea; I don't dislike either."

Ming Xiangrong smiled slightly, "If there's a chance, I'll invite Young Master Wei for a drink."

"Thank you, but I don't know when this opportunity will come again."

"Anyway, Young Master Wei will come again."

"You seem to have a good grasp of me."

Wei Tu chuckled to herself. The other person smiled calmly and gently. She looked up at the distance, where the wind blew past the floating banners.

The dust on the street clung to the hems of pedestrians' clothes, as they took the opportunity to travel to other corners of the world.

Ming Xiangrong smiled and lowered her head, taking a small sip of tea.

"It's just that I can see that Young Master Wei is not a heartless person. You will never betray Chaoge... no, you will never betray His Majesty... Of course, if I am wrong, then I can only blame Young Master Wei for being too good at acting."

Wei Tu pondered for a moment, "What you're saying sounds like a threat."

"Nonsense! How could I possibly threaten Young Master Wei? You are a celestial master, while I am but an ordinary citizen, doing business and barely making ends meet. How could I possibly be as carefree and unrestrained as Young Master Wei?"

Wei Tu looked at the woman who was feigning grievance and said, "We all know that your identity is not that simple. You should stop playing the victim. At least don't let the trust we have built up be destroyed."

"Hahahahaha..."

Ming Xiangrong laughed heartily.

Then he shook his head and said, "What did Young Master Wei say? I didn't understand."

Wei Tu smiled and said, "In that case, I won't say any more. Miss Ming, I have other matters to attend to. Let's talk again later."

Seeing Wei Tu stand up, Ming Xiangrong nodded and said, "Young Master Wei, we'll meet again someday."

"Ah."

Watching the handsome young man in white leave.

Ming Xiangrong remained quietly seated, drinking her tea, until…

"Gah..."

A strange cry, accompanied by a flapping sound.

A black crow with three eyes landed on the table next to Ming Xiangrong.

But surprisingly, no one noticed this strange scene; they all seemed to ignore it.

The Three-Eyed Raven whispered something, and Ming Xiangrong nodded slightly before speaking.

"I... I really don't think Li Canghai has any chance of winning now. Tell them that I won't get involved in this matter, and I won't take sides with anyone."

"Gah...!"

The crow flew away.

Ming Xiangrong quietly picked up her teacup, took a small sip, and then smiled.

"Since men are all unreliable anyway, let's see which man is more unreliable."

-

"Miss Bai, you're new to Beiyou City, so please don't be shy. Although Beiyou City's resources and prestige are not as great as those of prestigious sects like Yihua Palace and Xuanling Sect, don't worry, Miss Bai, now that you're here, you're like family... no, sister... no, brother and sister! Hahahaha!"

In the palace-like manor of Beiyou City, there seemed to be a scene of harmony and joy.

Large portions of meat and fish were laid out on the table, along with countless wine glasses and drinks, filling the entire hall with a lively atmosphere.

The burly man sitting in the main seat, who looked extremely generous, spoke to the woman in white who sat alone on the side, appearing aloof and cold.

Bai Youwei said softly.

"Thank you for your hospitality, Lord Tuoba. Now that I have come to Beiyou City, I have nothing to do with other places. If there is anything you need me to do in the future, please feel free to ask."

"Hahaha, that's easy to say, that's easy to say..."

"By the way, Lord Tuoba. Before we came in, it seemed like the defenses outside Beiyou City weren't very concentrated. Aren't you worried about an invasion from the demons of the Northern Desert Demon Realm?"

Bai Youwei's words suddenly chilled the lively atmosphere.

The people around Bai Youwei seemed to be looking at her with suspicion.