Feng Yu'er's face suddenly turned crimson. Though it wasn't real, she already felt quite pleased.
Women naturally admire strength.
Therefore, there's no need to be a simpering admirer, as that only lowers a man's standing in a woman's eyes.
Simpering, simpering, simpering until one has nothing left – everyone knows this.
Unfortunately, no matter where you go, more than half of men are simpering admirers.
Rather than being a simpering admirer, men should focus on improving themselves. Only then can they win the hearts of many women.
After all, shameless, lecherous simpering admirers never win women's favor; in fact, women look down on them in their hearts.
They only call out to you when they need you; at other times, who are you?
Li Yurou blinked slightly, looking at Feng Yu'er's suddenly flushed face, and teased with a smile, "Yu'er, are you still shy?"
"Don't talk nonsense. He's my friend," Feng Yu'er quickly explained.
Li Yurou pursed her lips and smiled, saying, "Alright, he's your friend. Then bringing a friend to my residence to find me is not your usual style."
Feng Yu'er didn't answer Li Yurou's question. Instead, she turned to Xia Feng and whispered, "Young Master, may I have a private word with her?"
Xia Feng nodded upon hearing this.
After receiving Xia Feng's confirmation, Feng Yu'er walked over to Li Yurou.
Li Yurou looked at Feng Yu'er with a questioning gaze, remaining silent. Feng Yu'er leaned in and whispered to Li Yurou, "I want to take him to your boudoir."
Huh?
(⊙o⊙)…
Li Yurou's eyes widened in disbelief.
What was the purpose of taking him to her boudoir?
Li Yurou found this highly incomprehensible.
"Yu'er, what do you mean by this?" Li Yurou asked, voicing her confusion.
The boudoir, a place for a woman, was off-limits to men other than her own husband or immediate family.
Xia Feng had no relationship with her; even if he were Feng Yu'er's man, it still wouldn't be permissible.
Strictly speaking, this was absolutely not allowed.
"Please, help me out. There are some things I can't explain to you, but I need to take him through the path I once walked, leaving nothing out. Last year, we spent the most time in your boudoir, so I want to take him inside to see."
Feng Yu'er didn't know how to explain. She couldn't possibly say that Xia Feng was a Great Perfection Saint Emperor, the strongest in the Saint Realm, and she just needed to obey and lie there.
Saying that would be too abrupt, and no one would be able to accept it. More importantly, no one would believe it.
Xia Feng could clearly hear their hushed conversation. Not wanting to cause trouble, he secretly sent a telepathic message to the little pig:
"Little pig, is it okay if we don't go into the girl's boudoir? If the Seven-Colored Plate is this close, can't you sense it?"
"Master, no, it's not possible. We need extremely close contact. The Seven-Colored Plate is not like other things."
The little pig immediately dismissed Xia Feng's thought.
To sense the aura of the Seven-Colored Plate, extremely close contact was necessary. Xia Feng and Feng Yu'er had been very close before, which was why the little pig had sensed it.
However, before Xia Feng could say anything, the little pig continued, "Master, but I think you have no choice but to go. The Seven-Colored Plate aura emanating from that woman is even stronger than the one on Feng Yu'er. So it's basically confirmed that she has had direct contact with the Seven-Colored Plate. It's because of her that Feng Yu'er has a faint aura of the Seven-Colored Plate."
Xia Feng: .....
With the little pig's explanation, it was practically confirmed.
They absolutely had to go into the boudoir.
However, even as a Great Perfection Saint Emperor, Xia Feng had no reason to enter a woman's boudoir, which was rather inconvenient.
Of course, Xia Feng could only pretend to be unaware at this moment and let Feng Yu'er handle the explanation.
Seeing Xia Feng remain silent, the little pig quietly withdrew, not having said everything. Xia Feng didn't need to go himself; the little pig could go in his stead.
However, the little pig was a bit cunning and deliberately didn't mention this.
Li Yurou quickly shook her head upon hearing this, "Yu'er, I can agree to anything else, but not this. I don't know what your relationship with him is, but you should understand what it means for a strange man to enter my boudoir. Do you not understand? Would you let a strange man into your boudoir?"
Li Yurou's repeated questions left Feng Yu'er speechless. It was indeed true.
A man could not enter one's boudoir, and Feng Yu'er understood Li Yurou's stance on this.
Actually, it was indeed somewhat inconvenient. Entering the boudoir was like entering one's body; what would happen then?
Feng Yu'er found herself in a dilemma. Xia Feng needed to go, but Li Yurou wouldn't allow it.
Seeing the troubled Feng Yu'er, Li Yurou continued, "Let's not talk about this for now. I have a few guests at my residence today. It's that young genius I told you about; he's here to see me."
Li Yurou's face lit up with joy after speaking.
"Is it Zhou Kai?" Feng Yu'er asked.
"Yes, it's him. He wants to propose to my grandfather, and I'm still considering whether to agree," Li Yurou said, pulling Feng Yu'er aside to chat about household matters.
Feng Yu'er had no interest in such things at the moment; all she wanted was for Xia Feng to enter Li Yurou's boudoir.