Empress Fu Yao [Volume 1] (COMPLETED)✔

Master Yuanbao

Meng Fuyao almost spat out the unswallowed remnants of the herbs in her mouth.

You're very cold ...

This was early autumn weather in the southern mountains, although the wind was strong but it was far from being called bone-chilling cold; that was not even mentioning that underneath was a huge pile of fire!

Only an idiot would believe you were actually cold.

The guy in front was crouched high up on the branch end, idly holding his cheeks, his eyes sweeping on her body here, and there, and back again; more than likely planning to engage in the "most primitive method of warming up" with her. Meng Fuyao retreated further from the fire pit yet again.

Even though this person's bearing looked honorable and refined, not like a rapist's covetous wretchedness, in this world, who knew if underneath a good appearance lies hidden a treacherous heart? Kind of like ... Pei Yuan.

Her dark pupils were covered in bright streaks of light from the fire's glow, watching the man with an expression of alertness. Dense eyelashes lightly blinked, forming dark shadows on her pale white face and making her look similar to a small anxious creature preparing herself for a fight.

The man opposite looked at her with interest, then said, "Girl, are you cold?"

Very good, everything was going exactly according to the pre-established script.

Meng Fuyao was unwilling to follow along. While her butt continued to scoot backwards, she rebelliously refuted, "So hot."

With a slight smile on his attractive, agreeable appearance, the guy casually replied, "Then just take off your clothes."

......

Meng Fuyao, who had already shifted about a zhang away, suddenly shot up like a leaping wolf, with one flip already planning on escaping onto a small cliff nearby.

The man didn't move while watching her flee, only unconcernedly smoothing his robe lapels [2] with a light smirk.

Following his motion, the lapels of his robes parted a hair, and a fire red fruit came rolling out.

The eyes of Meng Fuyao who was still in the process of somersaulting immediately lit up.

This, this this heated blaze of color yet cool and refreshing scent, could it be the holy fruit of wound healing, the "Red Qilin"? [3]

The fruit "gu lu lu" tumbled over, clearly seen by the currently heels-over-head Meng Fuyao. Sure enough, it was the special fruit only found up in the snowy mountains in the Di region; according to rumors, this thing only grew in the remote valleys of glacial mountains, with commoners unable to obtain it at all.

With a "peng" sound, Meng Fuyao only half-completed her somersault before face-planting the floor.

The instant after falling down she scrambled up, one foot firmly pressing on the fruit. She peeked at the opposing side - it seemed that he was not going to object? Only then did she hurriedly shoot out a hand to grab the fruit.

"Xiu!"

A white light flashed in front of her eyes, as fast as lightning, and a small ball of noisy air swiftly blew over, directly smashing against Meng Fuyao's hand. Meng Fuyao let out an exclamation, with an "yi ya" sound loosening her hand. That white light soared upwards and, with a mid-air flip and a wind-calling, leg-sweeping movement, fiercely kicked on her nose.

Following that another somersault was gracefully executed with four claws facing the sky, straightforwardly welcoming the fruit that had just fallen from Meng Fuyao's hands. With a smacking sound, the fruit was wrapped in a full-body hug.