The Soul Returns: The Peerless Imperial Daughter Begins to Abuse the Scumbag

Hearing Leng Yue's caring words, Mu Xin slowly raised his head and looked at Leng Yue.

She nodded slightly, raised her chin slightly, and answered firmly:

"Yeah, I get it, Leng Yue. I won't let hatred blind my eyes. Let's finish the task at hand first."

Just then, bursts of laughter were heard not far away.

It turned out that Xiaoqing and Ahu were rolling and playing happily among the mountains of gold, silver and jewelry.

Countless dazzling gold, silver and jewels shone brightly around them, making their figures look colorful.

"Wow... so many treasures. The mistress and the master will definitely like them. They are all glittering. We should take more."

Xiaoqing held a heavy gold bar in her mouth. The weight of the bar made her cheeks bulge slightly, and her speech became unclear.

Its eyes were filled with excitement and thrills, the light was even brighter than the jewels.

Ah Hu, on the other hand, happily held a big pearl in his arms, smiling so much that his mouth almost reached his ears.

At the same time, Yan Ling and Jiu Lan'er were in the spirit stone area.

The two of them cooperated well and methodically put each piece of spirit stone into the storage ring in their hands one by one.

Yan Ling sighed: "So many spirit stones are enough for us to practice for a long time."

As it spoke, its hands kept moving, still putting the spirit stones into the storage ring one by one.

Jiu Lan'er nodded and said, "Yes, I really gained a lot this time, hahaha..."

At this time, bursts of excited shouts were heard from the magic weapon area not far away.

It turned out that Lu Ziche was there, enthusiastically searching for various magic weapons.

He picked up one piece to look at it, then put down that piece to touch it, muttering to himself.

"Hmm... this one looks pretty good. Oh, that one looks good too!"

At this moment, his eyes suddenly lit up and his attention was attracted by a small and exquisite bell in the corner.

The overall tone of this bell is light blue, and the color is warm and soft, just like a clear lake under the clear summer sky.

The outer shell is carefully carved with intricate and exquisite patterns.

When Lu Ziche gently shook the bell in his hand, a clear and pleasant sound instantly came out.

The sound seemed to come from a gurgling spring in the mountains, tinkling, or like the whisper of elves in the night sky, ethereal and beautiful, refreshing and happy.

Lu Ziche stared at the bell in his hand, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

He raised his head involuntarily and looked at Yu Zhiyan not far ahead, thinking secretly in his heart.

This bell is not only beautiful in appearance, but also sounds wonderful.

More importantly, its color matches Zhiyan quite well.

Maybe she will like this bell.

Thinking of this, Lu Ziche, with a heart full of joy, walked quickly towards the direction where Yu Zhiyan was.

He walked briskly, his eyes fixed on the bell in his hand, as if it were a rare treasure.

When he walked up to Yu Zhiyan, he patted her shoulder gently with a bright smile on his face.

"Zhiyan, come and take a look! Isn't this little bell really pretty?"

As Lu Ziche spoke excitedly, he couldn't wait to raise the small bell in his hand.

At this moment, Yu Zhiyan was concentrating on selecting treasures. Suddenly, she heard Lu Ziche's voice, and was gently patted on the shoulder. She couldn't help but be slightly startled.

She quickly turned her head and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

When her gaze finally fixed on the blue bell, a hint of surprise that was difficult to conceal flashed across the depths of her eyes.

"Wow, this bell is so beautiful, really beautiful!" Yu Zhiyan exclaimed sincerely.

She could no longer suppress her inner love, and couldn't help but stretch out a slender hand and gently touch the bell.

In an instant, the bell made a clear and pleasant sound, like a clear spring flowing in the mountains, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

Seeing that Yu Zhiyan liked the bell so much, Lu Ziche smiled even more happily, his eyes sparkling.

He stretched out his arm slightly, handed the bell to Yu Zhiyan, and grinned:

"Hey, Zhiyan, since you like this bell, I'll give it to you."

"No, take it. Hehe... don't be polite to me."

As Lu Ziche spoke, he stuffed the bell into Yu Zhiyan's palm without saying a word, with a look of enthusiasm on his face.

Yu Zhiyan was startled by this sudden action, and her fair face instantly flushed with a charming blush, just like the colorful sunset in the sky.

She waved her hands hurriedly and subconsciously took a small step back, with a hint of panic in her eyes.

"No... no, really, I can't have it."

Her voice was low, a little shy and uneasy, and her heartbeat accelerated involuntarily.

Lu Ziche was stunned when he saw this, his handsome eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and his face was full of confusion.

"Huh? Why don't you want it? I saw you clearly like this bell very much just now, why don't you want to accept it now?"

He tilted his head curiously, staring straight at Yu Zhiyan, still holding the bell steadily in his hand, as if he was determined to find out the reason.

He really didn't understand. Yu Zhiyan clearly showed that she liked the bell very much, but why did she refuse it?

At this time, Yu Zhiyan's face became even redder, like a ripe red apple, and even her ears were stained with a layer of crimson.

She bit her lip, looking a little shy and embarrassed, and explained hesitantly:

"In our Nanyan country, if a man gives a girl a bell, it has a special meaning, implying..."

When she said this, her voice became even lower, almost inaudible, like the whisper of a mosquito or fly.

At the same time, her eyes began to flicker constantly. She didn't dare to look directly into Lu Ziche's eyes, and her heart was beating like a deer.

After hearing this, Lu Ziche opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he only uttered a slightly surprised "Ah..."

Then they fell into silence. What does that mean? Why didn't Zhiyan finish her words?

But in the next moment, he seemed to remember something, and his face suddenly turned red all the way to his ears.

"Ah... is there such a thing? I thought giving a hairpin as a gift usually means..."

He raised his hand and scratched the back of his head somewhat embarrassedly, and a barely perceptible trace of panic flashed across his eyes.

His originally calm heart began to beat violently and uncontrollably, with the frequency increasing, as if it would jump out of his throat at any time.

Yu Zhiyan glanced at him in a reproachful manner, and said with her red lips slightly parted: "Humph, it's different in our Nanyan Country."

Having said that, in reality her own heartbeat became increasingly rapid, as if it would burst through her throat and jump out of her body at any moment.

At the same time, a strange feeling quietly grew and spread in her heart...