Beautiful Shaman 1

"Imperial Father, you haven't told Qing'er ah, how is the shaman? Is he okay?"

Wang Ze hold the little girl's hand as they walked through the corridor toward the guest's courtyard where the shaman resided.

"You shall see." He answered mysteriously.

"Aiyah, why so mysterious?"

"Qing'er, Imperial Father agreed with your Mother, you have to behave in front of him okay? At least, don't beat him."

Ouyang Xueqing rolled her eyes. "Imperial Father, am I such a person in your eyes?"

Wang Ze almost blurted yes, but he hold himself back. He didn't want to offend this girl and made him throw tantrums at him. "No, of course not. Imperial Father knows Qing'er is the most sensible and obedient girl."

Ouyang Xueqing nodded happily. "That's right. I am not stupid, of course I understand that the shaman is an important figure and I must not offend him. Don't worry, Imperial Father, Qing'er will behave for you."

She smiled sweetly, making Wang Ze's heart feel so soft. This! This is how a daughter should be! Not like his three idiot sons that only know how to play and seduce beauties all day.

It didn't take long for them to arrive. The courtyard that the Emperor's resign for the shaman was of course luxurious and beautiful, the garden filled with blooming flowers with multicolored butterflies flapping freely, the building material were made of jades, giving a strong impression of simple and elegant. Even the paths were made of crystal stone.

It could be said that the shaman had received the top services with servants ready for him all day, ready to follow his every order.

Currently, three male servants kneel down in respect when they caught the golden robe approaching. "This servant greets the Emperor and Princess!"

Wang Ze nodded. "Rise. Go and inform the shaman of this Lord and the girl's arrival."

"Yes, My Lord." One of the servant hurried inside to knock the shaman's door, relying the Emperor's message. Not long after, he came and bowed. "My Lord, the shaman is ready…" He fidgeted nervously, looking hesitant.

"Speak."

"Reporting to My Lord, the shaman…the shaman wishes to seek audience with the princess alone."

Wang Ze's expression changed abruptly while Ouyang Xueqing titled her head, confused. Why had the shaman want her to go alone? Is there something that shouldn't be heard by other? Why so secretive?

She was so curious. Peeking at the man's dark expression, Ouyang Xueqing tugged his sleeves softly. "Imperial Father, it's okay. Qing'er is not scared!" She pumped her fists, trying to look a bit like a brave warrior.

The Emperor's expression eased slightly, yet he still look worried.

Ouyang Xueqing quickly stepped forward and wave cutely. "Don't worry, or Imperial Father can wait for Qing'er here. Later, Qing'er will told you everything, okay?"

Looking at the departing back, Wang Ze smiled and shook his head. This girl...he didn't know what he should do to make her look more refined and gentle like a princess. She didn't have the awareness of danger and always plunged straight into it.

He looked sternly at the bowing servants. "Listen closely, if something suspicious happened, don't hesitate to barge in. This Lord will take all responsibility."

"Yes, My Lord!"

***

Ouyang Xueqing knocked at the door. "Esteemed shaman, may I enter?"

A vague voice were heard. "Yes."

It was soft, mild and gentle, yet carried an undeniable pressure. With no hesitation, Ouyang Xueqing pushed the door open and entered.

She was greeted by the beautiful scene inside. It was a huge bedroom with partition half covering the inside. A man was seen sitting on a table chair, sipping his tea elegantly. Ouyang Xueqing froze at the door and gawked openly.

The man wore a simple black robe. But the most eye-catching thing was his hair. It was silver. The color were shining so bright with the sunshine at his backlight, making him seem like glowing with divine light.

Even a simple act of sipping tea was done so elegantly that he seemed like immortal with utmost pureness in him that one didn't dare to act recklessly or breathe loudly around him.

His face were beautiful, so beautiful that he could make the women ashamed. He had the look that could make the city toppled and everyone groveling at his feet, couldn't help but worship him in reverence and respect.

Is this the shaman, the God's servant?

Ouyang Xueqing couldn't hold herself and exclaimed. "Big brother is so beautiful. Are all shaman as beautiful as you?"

The man almost couldn't hold his cup and slipped from his chair. Afterall, he was always the respected and feared one ah! All people he had met treated him with reverence and fear. Even if he was beautiful, no one had ever say it straight to his face before.

He coughed gently and raised his head.

Once more, Ouyang Xueqing was enchanted. The man's pupils were as red as blood, looking eerie yet so seductive that he could suck someone's soul in them. The red was bright, yet it contained an darkness like abyss, so mysterious and profound that made a shiver run down her spine.

She blinked rapidly. "Brother, are you a goddess?"

His eyes twitched slightly. He didn't know what to say or how to act. This is the first time that someone had openly admire him, even if she was a ten years old child, but that big and dark watery eyes were shining so bright that he couldn't look straight at them.

Ouyang Xueqing walked and sit opposite him, her eyes hadn't looked away ever since she first saw him.

She couldn't help it, he was so beautiful ah!

Ouyang Xueqing hadn't met someone so beautiful, yet powerful at the same time.

Yes, even if he's beautiful, but the aura surrounding him were giving Ouyang Xueqing the impression that no one in this mainland could ever beat him in a fight, not even her Imperial Father.

It was such a pity, the perfect and flawless figure were looking pale like a fragile beauty.

"Brother, are you sick?" She asked worriedly. "Why are you so pale? My mother once said that I was too fair and forced me to sunbathe everyday for two hours. Look, I am tanned now."

She rolled up her sleeves and show her plump little arm.

The shaman was speechless...

"Brother, why are you not talking?" Ouyang Xueqing blinked confusedly.