flstandardbreds Chapter 311 No chance
Chapter 311 No chance
At that moment, he knew that these people had approached him with ulterior motives.
Before they could follow Yin Yi, Yan Ruoyu walked over from under the tree.
Reaching the door, he said, "I still don't know your names."
Yin Yi slapped his forehead, realizing he had forgotten to introduce him. Then, he pointed to each person and introduced them one by one.
He gritted his teeth, a hint of arrogance in his voice, until he pointed to He Yuhuan.
Yan Ruoyu frowned slightly. He couldn't discern the cultivation levels of these people, nor did he know their magical techniques.
However, their arrival was a turning point for him.
Before formally enrolling in the ethnic studies program, these individuals should be examined first.
If it's useless, consider it making friends; if it's useful, then all the better.
They didn't say much to Yan Ruoyu, and Yin Yi led them to the neighboring courtyard.
They lived quite close to Yan Ruoyu, except for Zhongli Yueluo and He Yuhuan, who were arranged to live near him.
The Su brothers, along with Su Nianhui, were placed in the room two rooms apart.
There was another courtyard separating it from the courtyard where Zhongli Yueluo lived.
After they returned to their yard, they did not go out again.
After all, this is the Yan residence, and without the master's invitation, one cannot wander around aimlessly.
After settling everyone in, Yin Yi returned to Yan Ruoyu's courtyard, where he continued studying.
The sunlight shone on him, making him look like a handsome young man, as if his whole body was glowing.
Yin saw this scene every day and had become visually fatigued, so she no longer found it particularly amazing.
As usual, he walked up to Yan Ruoyu and said, "I have already sent people to investigate their background."
"I guess you won't be able to find it." Yan Ruoyu closed the scroll.
Yan Ruoyu narrowed her eyes, a faint smile playing on her lips, appearing completely at ease.
"They shouldn't be bad people, and they don't look like they belong to any of the major aristocratic families."
"I don't know if they're bad or not, but they all have their own agendas in their eyes."
He clenched his little fist, then laid it flat on the table and looked at the neighboring courtyard wall.
"That girl lives next door to me?"
"Master, you also think she's pretty, don't you?" Yin Yi smiled innocently.
"Yes, but some are pretty but have no redeeming qualities; it depends on whether she's that kind of person."
“Master, I want to find you some playmates, not allies.”
"It's exhausting to be calculating every step of the way and having no one you can trust around you."
Yin Yi puffed out his cheeks and then sighed. He knew he was carrying too much on his shoulders.
If these few people they happen to meet can help their master seize the position of young lord, it can be considered a stroke of fate.
"That little girl is alright, but the young men around her don't look like children from ordinary business families."
"Master, stop making wild guesses. We'll know everything when they get back."
"Yin Yi, you're still too naive. You need to remember that there are no permanent friends, only permanent interests."
"master……"
Yin Yi felt that he had lost the childlike innocence of his age, which was the cruelty of the royal family's struggle.
Regardless of age, it's all about the survival of the fittest.
Just then, footsteps came from outside the door, and a respectful, expressionless palace servant appeared.
"Young Master Ruoyu, the Demon Lord and the Queen summon you to the Imperial Court."
He looked up at the courtyard gate and said, "I understand. Thank you for making this trip."
The palace servants left. He was polite to everyone, but he knew they were disrespecting him.
"It must be about summoning me to the palace to discuss the clan school and the criteria for selecting a young ruler." He stood up and looked at the sky.
Arriving just in time for dinner was perfect timing, and the group of them really did arrive at the door at the perfect moment.
There wasn't enough time to investigate their background, so we had no choice but to use them for now.
"Yin Yi, I need to go to Miss Yue Luo's courtyard now."
"Huh? Oh... okay." He was still muttering to himself.
On the surface, you might not seem to like it, but deep down you actually quite like it.
He Yuhuan stood politely at the entrance of Zhongli Yueluo's courtyard, knocked on the door, and peeked out half her head.
He met Ginichi's bright eyes: "Ginichi?"
Hearing the sound, Zhongli Yueluo came out of the room: "It must be Young Master Yan who has arrived."
Yan Ruoyu was slightly startled, wondering how she knew it was him.
But nothing seemed to have changed on the surface; the door was opened, but he didn't go in.
"Miss Yue, may I come in?" It seems Yan Ruoyu thought her surname was Yue.
“Young Master Yan, there’s no need to be so formal. Just call me Yueluo.”
"Miss Yueluo."
Zhongli Yueluo's lips curled slightly, a hint of calculation flashing in her eyes, and she gestured for him to enter.
As Yan Ruoyu stepped through the door, it was immediately closed. Her heart stirred slightly, but her expression remained unchanged.
"Young Master Yan, please sit down." Zhongli Yueluo clasped her hands in front of her lower abdomen, her eyes slightly narrowed.
She looked so disrespectful; Yan Ruoyu wanted to see through her eyes.
But I just couldn't figure out what she was thinking.
"Yin Yi, you stay at the door and keep watch." He looked at Yin Yi, because what he was about to say should not be overheard by outsiders.
"Yu Huan, you go with Yin Yi."
She understood what he meant, of course. The two sat at the table and looked at each other without saying a word for a while.
Yan Ruoyu slightly bent her fingers and gently tapped the table, then picked up the teapot on the table and poured her a cup of tea.
"My guards have not received any news from you, nor have they heard of any major businessmen from the Yuezhi."
His tone was extremely calm, not at all like he was questioning her about why she lied.
"Oh? I didn't expect we had such influence that you would go to such lengths to investigate us."
The childish voice was full of cunning, and Yan Ruoyu's eyes flickered slightly.
I find this little girl in front of me quite interesting.
"You all approach me with a certain purpose, right? Is some faction betting their fortunes on me?"
He looked up at her face, his expression calm and composed.
"Unfortunately, we do not belong to any faction, and our encounter with your entourage was truly by chance."
He picked up the cup of tea, brought it to his lips, took a small sip, and still wore that official smile on his face.
There are no coincidences in this world, only inevitabilities.
Zhongli Yueluo's eyes suddenly narrowed into crescent shapes: "What started as a coincidence is now inevitable."
Yan Ruoyu didn't understand what Zhongli Yueluo meant, which showed that Zhongli Yueluo stood up from the stool.
He moved closer to her, his small hand grasping hers; he could feel that her hand was a little cold.
The closer he got, the more obvious her dimples became, and Qianqiu Changhuan often wanted to get closer to him.
He was always annoyed, but he wanted to take a closer look at this little girl.
"Because I like you." She flashed her pearly teeth, her eyes sparkling, her voice crisp and sweet.
His usually squinting eyes suddenly widened as he wondered why she could say such things so calmly.