Tian Yao and Yan Hui calmly rested that night. The next day bright and early, Zhu Li knocked on Tian Yao's door.

Yan Hui's and Tian Yao's rooms were close to each other. When Zhu Li knocked, she actually was already awake. When she got up, servants from outside came in to serve her. Yan Hui wasn't used to this kind of treatment. She wanted to dismiss them, but then one of the servants spoke: "Miss, you are going to meet the prince today. It's best that you wear Qing Qiui's hair style today."

Yan Hui thought about it; it did make sense. After all, she entered another's domain. It's was already miraculous the demon clansmen weren't discriminating against her for being a xian cultivator. For other matters, she should do as the natives so as much as she could.

Thus she stood in front of the dressing mirror and allowed the servants to comb her hair and dress her.

When they were done, Yan Hui covered her wound and looked in the mirror. She felt like Qing Qiu's style suited her pretty well.

Yan Hui exited her room. Zhu Li and Tian Yao were waiting for her in the courtyard. When Zhu Li saw her, his eyes instantly brighted, and his cheeks flushed red. He hurriedly looked away and with a shaking voice said: "You.......you suit......."

"How's your facial wound?" Tian Yao cut off Zhu Li. "It wasn't bandaged last night?"

Tian Yao picked a good topic. At his words, not only Yan Hui, but also Zhu Li himself didn't further wonder why Tian Yao interrupted him.

Yan Hui touched her chin: "The attendant who applied the medicine last night said they were scared of it interfering with today's treatment, so they didn't bandage it."

Zhu Li nodded: "I came precisely to talk you two to the doctor. Right now the doctor is at my Third Uncle's residence to treat his illness. I came by to get your wound treated, and it just so happened that Third Uncle also wanted to meet Tian Yao."

Wanted to meet Tian Yao? Yan Hui mulled over it. That's right, probably everyone in Qing Qiu wanted to meet Tian Yao.

Zhu Li continued: ".......then we will meet the King of Qing Qiu."

"Meet........who?" Yan Hui was stunned. "The king? Your king?"

Zhu Li nodded.

Yan Hui instantly was wary.