As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills
chapter-690

Unexpectedly, Feng Yunche heard Master Murong.

Feng Yunche's face turned red as he looked at Master Murong, "Master Murong, what are you thinking about?"

Master Murong was stunned for a moment. He looked at Feng Yunche and asked, "Can you read minds?"

Feng Yunche was also stunned. He looked at his hands and said hesitantly, "I don't know either. It seems like I can sometimes."

Seeing Feng Yunche's expression, Jiang Ming looked at him with concern. "What's wrong? If there's anything, just tell me."

Feng Yunche scratched his head, "I seem to have activated a new skill just now. I might really be able to read minds."

"This is a good thing."

As he said this, Jiang Ming deliberately looked at Master Murong.

Master Murong suddenly felt guilty.

This was awful. He could not let his thoughts run wild.

"Yes."

Feng Yunche nodded seriously.

Master Murong suddenly panicked and tried to stop thinking.

"Master Murong's tea seems to have been brewed. I'm very interested in tasting it."

Master Long spoke at this moment, livening up the atmosphere.

Although he did not know what Master Murong wanted to do, he could not just stand there and do nothing.

It was too hot here, after all!

Hearing Master Long's words, Master Murong reacted and looked at the crowd. "Since Master Long wants to try the tea, then follow me in."

The princess heaved a sigh of relief and walked forward. "We're finally going in. It was so hot outside."

"As expected of the beloved princess of the Qingmiao Kingdom. She can't even withstand a little bit of heat."

Madman Junior teased her.

The princess was unhappy. "Aren't you guys hot as well? Why are you singling me out?"

Madman Junior coughed and said, "I'm just teasing you. Don't take it to heart."

"Then I'll pretend that it never appeared."

Seeing that Madman Junior had apologized, the princess let it go.

She fanned herself hard and complained in her heart.

This place was really hot!

The child was still wailing and crying miserably. Those who did not know better would think that the child had been abused.

"Send this child to the servants to take care of."

Jiang Ming glanced at the servant and then at Master Murong.

Master Murong also felt that Jiang Ming's words made sense. He said, "Take the child away and take good care of him. We'll talk about the rest later."

"Yes."

The servants knelt down and bowed before turning around and leaving with the other servants.

As the servants walked further away, the child's cries became softer and softer.

"Let me see who dares to barge into your mansion."

At this moment, a strange voice sounded in their ears. The voice was charming and beautiful.

Everyone looked toward the source of the voice.

The source of the voice happened to be at the door. Everyone saw the woman who spoke.

The woman was wearing a purple dress. Her face was gentle, but her eyes were passionate and bright.

This woman would look devastatingly beautiful in a red dress.

She was holding a big red folding fan in her hand, and she had already unfolded it.

The fan was the color of flames and there were a few white-crowned cranes embroidered on it.

The woman fanned herself and smiled at everyone.

As the crowd turned around, her gaze swept through the crowd.

In the end, her gaze stopped on Jiang Ming. She walked toward him step by step in her stilettos.

"What a handsome young man. I wonder where you came from? Why don't you have a few sips of tea with me?"

As she spoke, the woman wanted to touch Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming was unmoved. The moment the woman touched him, he raised his hand and slapped her hand off.

"Miss, please behave yourself."

He was speechless.

This woman was too forward! Putting everything else aside, she did not even tell him that she wanted to touch him. Was it really okay for her to act so shamelessly?

The woman was unhappy. "You look like a pretty boy. Why don't you let me touch you?"

Jiang Ming was speechless. He took out some itching powder and threw it at the woman.

The woman was still smiling faintly when she suddenly felt something crawling on her body. She immediately panicked.

She was dancing around and trying to use the fan to preserve her dignity.

Jiang Ming just watched indifferently.

This woman deserved to be punished.

"Let's go in quickly. It's too hot outside," Master Murong said as he looked at the others.

He also felt very hot. He really could not take it anymore.

The woman also felt that she was uncomfortable because it was too hot, so she turned around and went into the house.

As she walked, she introduced herself, "I'm a good friend of Master Murong. My name is Jiang Wan Ziwen. You can call me Miss Jiang. By the way, you're called Ning Caichen, right? I've been here for a while. Ning Caichen is a lovely name."

These words made Jiang Ming frown even more, but he instantly calmed down.

He could tell that Jiang Wan Ziwen was an arrogant and aloof person.

He did not want to have anything to do with Jiang Wan Ziwen.

"Pretty boy…"

Zhu Asi covered his mouth and laughed. He looked at Jiang Ming and teased him.

Jiang Ming was stunned for a moment. Then, he looked at Zhu Asi angrily. "Zhu Asi, don't make me smack you. This is all a misunderstanding."

Zhu An'an also said, "Zhu Asi, you're such a bully. If Jiang Wan Ziwen calls you a pretty boy, how would you feel?"

Thinking of the scene just now, Zhu Asi suddenly felt goosebumps erupt all over his body. He could not help but shiver. "I don't want to have that title. It will plague me."

"See how I feel. Don't you feel bad for teasing me now?"

Jiang Ming shook his head helplessly.

Today's luck was really terrible.

One could imagine how bad his mood was now.

It was one thing to be given a child, but it was another thing to be given a child from Master Murong.

And now, a woman named Jiang Wan Ziwen had come to flirt with him.

Where did Jiang Wan Ziwen come from? Was she really a friend of Master Murong?

Why could not he recall that Master Murong had a friend called Jiang Wan Ziwen?

At this moment, Master Murong also answered, "Jiang Wan Ziwen is not my friend. She is the daughter of my uncle's nephew's son's relative's uncle's daughter."

"Uncle's nephew's son's relative's uncle's daughter?" Zhu Asi said word by word and stepped back in disbelief.