Chapter 90
Unexpectedly, before the two of them could talk, her spirit treasure had awakened. Maybe they have a predestined connection.
Therefore, he said with a strong tone, "Why are you all making a fuss? Shut up now, when a person is awakening, what will affect them the most is noise!"
The serving girls all kept quiet, the news spread quickly like wildfire as other serving girls also reached the scene creating quite a large crowd.
Bai Cheng Feng looked at the current situation and decided to carry Huan Meng Yue and bring here to a quieter spot so that she could properly awaken her spirit treasure before she reached her most crucial stage.
The Huan Meng Yue in his arms seemed to have understood his intention, so she gently said, "Lord, please bring me to my accommodation, the Moon Court.
"Okay."
Bai Cheng Feng carried her and flew off.
"Bang bang bang!" three loud knocks were made on the door.
This caused Huan Qing Yan to startle in fright as she quickly came out of the dimension.
"Young Mistress, Young Mistress! Are you awake?" Lou Qiao's voice could be heard. Huan Qing Yan had ordered them to knock before they wished to enter her room.
"I am awake. Come in." Huan Qing Yan sighed in relief. After the dimension leveled up, she could now hear all noises coming from the bowl's surroundings.
"Miss Meng Yue had fallen into the pond." Lou Qiao reported as she opened the door.
Huan Qing Yan's heart paused for a moment.
"How did that happen? Didn't I give instructions that she must never leave her place?"
"Not only did she fell into the pond, she was also saved by Lord Ninth Prince, in addition… Miss Meng Yue seemed to have
Lou Qiao repeated everything she heard from the serving women who were with Huan Meng Yue from the start to the end to Huan Qing Yan.
Huan Qing Yan was surprised.
The reincarnated girl said in frustration, "No no! The timing is wrong! That b*tch will only fall into the pond half a year later and awaken her spirit treasure, how come it happened now…"
Huan Qing Yan was relatively calm and pondered for a moment before saying, "Since we awakened our spirit treasure a year earlier, it is also possible that the same thing could happen to her."
"That b*tch's spirit treasure is likely the Rouge Spirit Bird. This Rouge Spirit Bird can create a lethal attraction by affecting the spirit treasure of others, Bai Cheng Feng might be under her charms now …"
"No hurry, we will react based on the situation." Huan Qing Yan consoled her.
The reincarnated girl had wanted to speak further.
But Huan Qing Yan already s.h.i.+fted her attention to Lou Qiao, "Earlier on, did Madam exchange the betrothal gifts with Young Master Hou?"
Lou Qiao replied, "Yes. After Young Master Hou saw Miss Meng Yue, he was very pleased and immediately signed the papers and gave the betrothal gifts, they have also exchanged their Birth Eight Characters. This engagement is fully set in stone."
Huan Qing Yan lightly nodded her head, it was good that the Young Master Hou was impatient and saved her some trouble.
She told the reincarnated girl in her mind, "The engagement is set, although she has yet to marry over but she is now considered a woman with a husband. Even if the two of them were to be together, it would be fine, all we need to do now is to build on the advantage…"
The reincarnated girl asked, "What you mean by advantage?"
"Didn't Lou Qiao say that Bai Cheng Feng came from the w.a.n.g Estate? What will happen if Imperial Censor w.a.n.g does not see Bai Cheng Feng return after going away for a long time? He will surely be worried…"
Huan Qing Yan stopped her explanation till this point.
She lifted her leg and began to walk out of her room.
Lou Qiao followed behind her and asked, "Young Mistress, do you wish to eat something?" She was yet to have breakfast…
Huan Qing Yan did feel hungry upon the question and asked, "What good stuff do you have?"
Now, normal food no longer attracted her interest. As a spirit master, she only wanted to eat food containing spirit energy.
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