Falling in Love Online with an Ancient General-Chapter 30

"That Xia Yu has apologized to you on the forum. He really has a thick face - after you rejected his confession, he went and posted threads slandering you. Then your brother Feng Qingci found him and confronted him, and now he's slinking back to apologize to you," Shen Hanyue said indignantly.

Feng Qingyi checked the school forum and finally understood what had happened.

Although Feng Qingci did it to defend her, Feng Qingyi didn't feel happy.

Mainly because of his immature way of handling it.

There are always some people resentful of the wealthy in this world, and human nature is not immune to temptation, especially those who have experienced kidnapping in childhood.

Feng Qingyi learned from a young age to keep a low profile about her wealth, but Feng Qingci clearly lacked this awareness, or perhaps he just wanted to show off in front of Xia Yu, not expecting everyone to find out.

"I'm going to take a shower now. I just finished working out and I'm drenched in sweat!"

Feng Qingyi took her sleepwear and went into the bathroom.

Shen Hanyue, Qu Jingqiu, and Lou Xi didn't have any special thoughts about Feng Qingyi's family conditions.

After all, the reason they could get along harmoniously had always been because of her as a person.

Not because of any external conditions, let alone family backgrounds - they weren't lacking in that regard either.

After her shower, Feng Qingyi crawled into bed and checked the time - it was already 8:30 PM.

Feng Qingyi decided to send Qin Yuchuan a sticker. She wondered if he was asleep yet.

[Qingyi: Hug bear JPG]

Qin Yuchuan, who was just about to go to bed, heard his phone ring and quickly picked it up.

Seeing the image of some unknown animal that Feng Qingyi sent, Qin Yuchuan was a bit confused. What did she mean by this?

[Yuchuan: What's up?]

[Qingyi: You're not asleep yet?]

[Yuchuan: If I were asleep, how would I reply to you?]

[Qingyi: Aiya.]

[Yuchuan: Something bothering you? Did something happen?]

Feng Qingyi thought for a moment and decided to confide in him, since he probably wouldn't understand anyway.

[Qingyi: Something did happen today. I got confessed to.]

Seeing the words "confessed to," Qin Yuchuan's expression darkened slightly.

[Yuchuan: Did you accept?]

[Qingyi: I don't even know that person, so of course I rejected him. Then he started slandering me everywhere.]

[Yuchuan: Someone of such low character is not worthy of you. This has nothing to do with you, as he is an irrelevant person. You need not be saddened or troubled by this.]

Seeing that she rejected the confession, Qin Yuchuan let out a breath of relief. He had just recently confirmed his feelings for her - how could he let someone else get ahead of him?

[Yuchuan: You are young and inexperienced in the ways of the world. If you encounter such people again, you must be more cautious.]

According to what she said, her world was very liberal, with relationships between men and women based on mutual consent.

And her school was the best, so it was understandable to meet outstanding people. If she developed feelings for them, what was he to do?

Qin Yuchuan felt a headache coming on. He would have to take action sooner rather than later, starting with keeping in daily contact with her to allow her to grow accustomed to his presence.

[Qingyi: Yeah, I know.]

[Yuchuan: If there's anything else bothering you, you can tell me.]

[Qingyi: Actually, I'm not too upset. My brother helped discipline that person, and he apologized to me too. Though my brother's way of handling it wasn't very mature, at least he helped resolve the issue for me.]

[Qingyi: There's one other thing I want to tell you. I really like the things you sent me, but please don't send any more gifts.]

[Qingyi: The things you sent might not be precious where you're from, but here they could be considered antiques, worth a fortune.]

[Qingyi: If so many things just appeared out of nowhere, I might not be able to explain it properly. Plus, I live in a dorm now, so it's not very convenient.]

[Qingyi: You don't need to talk about reciprocating gifts either. I already owe you too much for what you've sent.]

Qin Yuchuan carefully read Feng Qingyi's messages and sighed.

He wondered what kind of family could raise a young lady with such character.

The gifts he sent her seemed to have become a burden for her. She must be thinking about what to buy and send back to return the favor, not wanting to take advantage of him at all.

Since she didn't like it, he would send her some food and snacks instead, so she wouldn't feel troubled.

[Yuchuan: Alright.]

[Qingyi: It's getting late today. You should rest early. I'm going to read for a bit longer.]

[Yuchuan: Okay, but get some rest after you finish reading.]

[Qingyi: Good night!]

Feng Qingyi found that after casually chatting with Qin Yuchuan, her mood seemed to have improved quite a bit.

So she picked up the book on her bedside table and prepared to read. She was used to reading before bed, and there would always be an unfinished book on the shelf by her bed.

...

In the suburbs of Shengjing, at Guanyuan Temple.

Yan Chi was forced to follow Na Muqi here, even though he didn't believe in Buddhism.

As Qin Yuchuan's personal guard, he had killed countless enemies on the battlefield alongside him. He always felt that entering such a Buddhist temple would defile the place.

Na Muqi, however, had no such qualms as he dragged Yan Chi inside.

"Little monk, I'm looking for your temple's Master Guang'an!"

The little monk knocking on the wooden fish didn't even look up. "The Master instructed not to see any visitors today. Please leave."

"We need to discuss an important matter with him, a matter of life and death. Please relay our request to the Master."

"This really does concern someone's life. Saving a life is superior to building a seven-level pagoda. As Buddhists, how can you turn a blind eye to someone in need of rescue..."

With his glib tongue, Na Muqi pestered the little monk until he had no choice but to lead them to the chambers of Master Guang'an, the abbot of Guanyuan Temple.

Master Guang'an sat cross-legged in his chambers, clad in his Buddhist robe.

Yan Chi and Na Muqi stood at the entrance, looking at each other.

"Isn't this what you wanted? You go in!" Yan Chi pushed Na Muqi.

Na Muqi wasn't going to let Yan Chi off either and dragged him inside too.

Once the two entered the chambers, Master Guang'an stood up.

"I have already said that I cannot receive visitors today. Please leave!"

Na Muqi was persistent. "Master, we have an important matter that we need your guidance on. Please show us the way."

Master Guang'an was already ninety years old, but his spirit was still vigorous and his aura formidable.

"The matter you seek, this old monk is already aware of, but all things in this world exist for a reason, so there's no need for you laymen to disturb yourselves."

"Please return, you two! If you truly seek something, surely it would not fall upon you to seek it."

Yan Chi glanced at Na Muqi beside him. The Master had practically said outright that he should not meddle in other people's affairs.

This Na Muqi did not know what the situation was, but was wholly focused on destroying the General's small box, exerting great effort for this purpose, but ended up returning with nothing.

According to him, the small box belonged to the General, so he could do with it as he pleased. How was it Na Muqi's business to worry about it?

Perhaps after returning to the capital, with nothing to do, he spent his days idly thinking about such trifles.

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