Through their messages having known from Zhan Shenwei that he was a city guard, Shang Jing Mei had made the abrupt decision to wait by city gate.
Close to the northern City gate looking at the pathway that lead to the harbor where he was, she had no pending desire to enter the city before seeing him.
This was the main reason for their stay at the gate, she had casually just given the rest of her crew a bluff, an excuse that was quite intelligent.
To be honest Shang Jing Mei didn't know why she waited, why she wanted to see him, why she chose to settle in the bright jade City, beside him.
She just felt like and she did so.
Shang Jing Mei felt her heart flutter as she watched Zhan Shenwei approach.
A smile drawing on her beautiful face, what a dashing young man.
Shang Jing Mei realized that she found Zhan Shenwei attractive.
He had already released Jin Ji for the day.
Approaching from the city harbour, from afar Zhan Shenwei could see the long line with the Treasure Pavilion flags, his eye sight catching Shang Jing Mei from amongst.
Dashing and pretty, with the sun at the backdrop Zhan Shenwei felt it, she, made a beautiful picture.
He could see a smile on her face, unknowingly his had one too.
A bit vague and complex was his understanding of what Shang Jing Mei meant to him, but he found her endearing, she was good to him and had grown on him.
There was something in her Zhan Shenwei found similar to himself.
She wore her heart on her sleeve, a wildness, unrestrained, bold, daring.
An imposing ego, clear hearted, disdaining of cunning.
From aside Mang Jin, stuck on a spot watched on, as if to shatter, feeling a certain uneasy premonition.
The lady didn't just smile with any one.
And this smile it felt so blinding, so sweet hearted.
From his former some appreciation of Zhan Shenwei, Mang Jin wasn't feeling any some appreciation for him any longer.
His lady couldn't be the issue, so this kid had to be the one to beguile his lady!
Walking towards them, It didn't take long for Zhan Shenwei to reach the procession, cupping his fist he bowed lightly, " lady Shang "
Shang Jing Mei bowed lightly in response, a bright smile on her face, " Young Master Shenwei ", her voice like sweet honey drops, " it's been a while, i trust the Young Master has been well "
Zhan Shenwei nodded in response, about to say something when Shang Jing Mei spoke.
" Young Master Shenwei, we're causing a bit of commotion outside the gate, how about we go inside the city "
Zhan Shenwei nodded in response, truly Shang Jing Mei's procession was quite conspicuous, about to say something again, when Shang Jing Mei spoke again.
" The Young Master could ride with me into the city, whilst we talk "
Zhan Shenwei saw no issue with that, not just considering the fact that she was his employer, paying him spirit stones regularly, he truly had things to discuss with, and needed Shang Jing Mei's help with.
Approaching the carriage, he finally had the time to look at Shang Jing Mei's entourage, maids and guards that weren't ordinary, together with a long bevy of goods, horses, carts, carriages, and a flying flag with a sun and moon enshrined in a temple symbol on top.
Although he didn't know her true identity Zhan Shenwei could discern it was noble.
Shang Jing Mei swayed in front as she led Zhan Shenwei to the carriage, her alluring body swinging, exciting and enticing.
At the point when she climb into the carriage her behind made a perfect wide peach arc across her silk robe.
It wasn't Zhan Shenwei was a "bad guy" for paying attention, although he wasn't "good guy" too, she was at his front so he could see, nevertheless his inner thoughts weren't over unrestrained, or licentious.
Sitting in the carriage Shang Jing Mei extend her hand an hand from within towards Zhan Shenwei.
He could actually enter himself, but seeing the fair white jade hand beckoning him inside, Zhan Shenwei didn't refuse what he felt was just good intention.
Cupping his fist lightly, Zhan Shenwei bowed lightly towards the entourage in front of the carriage and the back, before grasping Shang Jing Mei's hand and entering.
Within the carriage, Shang Jing Mei smiled lightly at Zhan Shenwei in front him, finding him more pleasing.
His polite courteous act of lightly bowing to " her maids and guards " spoke goodly to her heart about Zhan Shenwei.
Finding him very more pleasing, Shang Jing Mei knew about Zhan Shenwei's background, he was a proper noble.
Truly a man inner true behaviour, beyond the external is shown in certain scenarios, as simple as curtsy, like how a rich man treats the poor, a noble, commoners, a cultivator, mortal.
She was truly pleased with Zhan Shenwei, liking him more.
Seeing that their lady had entered the carriage, the guard captain approached Mang Jing and cupped his fist, " butler Mang, should we move? "
From the waiting and the young man entering with the lady, he could discern this was their reason for the wait, under the sun.
Not the earlier publicity factor, but since the person they were waiting for had arrived, he had approached butler Mang to inquire from the lady if they should enter.
Mang Jing nodded his head, it was very obvious that that kid was the reason they waited, approaching the carriage he knocked and spoke lightly, " My lady should we proceed into the city "
From within Shang Jing Mei held a jug about to pour a drink when she heard Mang Jing, holding the jug in one hand and a crystal silver cup in another, her dainty jade hand poured a clear stream wine into the cup and handed it to Zhan Shenwei before replying Mang Jing, " Yes, we can proceed, we've done enough publicity "
Outside Mang Jing's face twitched when he heard what his lady said, what "publicity ", but still proceeding promptly to relay the lady's order.
Zhan Shenwei didn't think much on the brief conversation between Mang Jing and Shang Jing Mei, he was actually more curious on the fact that he had seen maids outside but inside this carriage there was only he and Shang Jing Mei, and this noble lady and his boss serving him personally.
But Zhan Shenwei wasn't so conservative, since the lady didn't mind, he wouldn't ponder on such light matter too.
Zhan Shenwei collected the cup and drank, he wasn't lustful or glutton, but as a Primordial god his vigor and appetite wasn't little, what seemed as very much for others was just enough to wet his appetite.
He had to devour, that was his cultivation, and determined his growth.
Nevertheless just because he could devour didn't mean his appetite translated to not a taste for just anything, personally Zhan Shenwei preferred good food and drinks to devour.
From their earlier encounter atop the spirit boat Zhan Shenwei already knew Shang Jing Mei was an avid drinker of exotic drinks and fancied special spirit fruits.
Certain it was so, drinking the wine was enough to send to send him to a mini pleasure heaven, akin fruit, akin caramel, akin nectar, cool and refreshing, it was mildly intoxicating, truly a lady's wine but very enjoyable nevertheless.
Truly thinking of Zhan Shenwei of Shang Jing Mei, his moments with her were truly sweet, enjoyable.
Not just only pleasurable, the wine diffused streams of spirit qi which Zhan Shenwei revolved his basic cultivation technique to absorb.
In silence as Zhan Shenwei drank Shang Jing Mei lazily reclined on the seat drinking also from another cup as she watched him.
Gazing at his extremely handsome features, lush wildly flowing hair, fair skinned with a hint of golden hue, plump tiny rose lips, sharp eyebrows, a beautiful physique and deep starry powerful eyes, akin deep, akin deep-less.
His eyes reflected his character, to Shang Jing Mei it was this character, aura and magnetism that sent her off in admiration, growing feelings for him.
A sexy youth, very confident, very couragious, comfortable of himself.
Not exerting dominance, not even doing anything or exerting influence, but she could feel it, his power of self, his dominance.
She liked it, boldly himself it made her boldly herself with him.
Desiring, comfortable and bold with desiring him.
But Shang Jing Mei knew there was an issue she had to discuss first.
" Is Young Master not worried the wine might be poisoned ".