Chapter 102 Chapter 102 What are you doing to your master's wife? ...

"The opening of the Tracing Light Mirror is truly a godsend. In just over half a month, Shi Cang has advanced to this point. This is truly a blessing from the true fairyland."

Cranes fly and clouds disperse, the main hall of Yunfu Mountain is filled with the fragrance of tea.

Jiang Zhaoxue sat at her desk, looking at the inventory of belongings the woman in green clothes across from her had compiled, and listening to her sigh, "Ever since he rushed to the battlefield five days ago, the Nine Nether Realm has been losing ground. Rumor has it that the entire southern front has been conquered, and Pei Zichen has already moved to the northern front. It's said that he'll be back in four days at most."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhaoxue paused. She raised her eyes and looked at the person opposite her. Seeing that her expression was normal, Jiang Zhaoxue was not sure whether the other party was testing her or was sincere in praising Pei Zichen in front of her.

This person is Liu Mingxiu, the head of the third peak of Lingjian Immortal Pavilion. She is one of the few people in Lingjian Immortal Pavilion who has never given her a hard time.

When she came to Lingjian Xian Pavilion, she greeted the elders for the first time. Apart from Gu Jun, she was the best in terms of attitude.

She is a well-known good person in Lingjian Xian Pavilion. She is kind to others. Unlike other peak masters, she often goes to the front line to teach and has a deeper relationship with ordinary disciples.

Just looking at her appearance, kind and weak, no one could imagine why she became the leader of the third peak.

Jiang Zhaoxue also asked her father Jiang Pingsheng about this matter.

However, when Jiang Pingsheng heard Liu Mingxiu's name, he told Jiang Zhaoxue that you should be more respectful when you meet her. She has a good temper normally, but she will kill people without blinking an eye. When the Lingjian Immortal Pavilion was built, she was the one who killed the most people.

So later on, Jiang Zhaoxue was always respectful to Liu Mingxiu, and Liu Mingxiu always treated her well.

I don’t know if it’s because everyone gets along well with each other, but even though Liu Mingxiu belongs to the Lingjian Immortal Pavilion, Jiang Zhaoxue always feels that she is different from many people in the Lingjian Immortal Pavilion.

This time she had to settle the accounts and bring Penglai's things back to Penglai. This was not an easy job, so Gu Jun gave the task to Liu Mingxiu.

Jiang Zhaoxue had originally thought that asking for money would be difficult, and that the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion might try to stop her. Unexpectedly, Liu Mingxiu, upon hearing what she had said, simply said lightly, "Ah, I'm going back."

Then he reassured her and the accounts were cleared in a few days.

Looking at this extremely detailed account and listening to her praise Pei Zichen, Jiang Zhaoxue hesitated for a moment, then looked up at Liu Mingxiu and asked in confusion, "Why does Master-Uncle keep talking to me about Pei Shicang?"

"Oh," Liu Mingxiu didn't hide anything after hearing her direct question. He put down his teacup and said, "I just thought that you and him had spent quite a while in the time mirror, so you should have some feelings for each other. This time, Senior Brother told me that you would select ten disciples to return to Penglai with you. I guess..."

Liu Mingxiu smiled and said, "Shi Cang should be among them, right?"

"nature."

Jiang Zhaoxue didn't hide it, and then glanced at the list in his hand, a little confused: "But uncle, there is one thing I don't understand."

"Hmm?" Liu Mingxiu was puzzled. "What's the matter?"

"Master doesn't seem to mind me leaving?"

Jiang Zhaoxue raised her eyes and said, "Not only do you have no ill will towards Pei Zichen for leaving with me, but you also gave me this list very decisively."

Jiang Zhaoxue raised the list in her hand and reminded him, "This list details the records of Lingjian Xian Pavilion's use of Penglai items over the years. It must have taken a long time to complete, right?"

"yes."

Liu Mingxiu lowered his head to drink tea, blowing on the teacup, and chuckled softly, "Ever since you came to Lingjian Xian Pavilion, I knew this day would come."

Jiang Zhaoxue was stunned by what he said, a little bewildered: "From me?"

After thinking about it, Jiang Zhaoxue understood again: "You are here because of Song Qingyin..."

"No."

Liu Mingxiu raised his eyes and said directly: "I just feel that Zeyuan and you have different personalities."

Jiang Zhaoxue laughed: "I have indeed heard this for many years, but if there is no misunderstanding between him and me, perhaps..."

"Since your personalities don't match, there are bound to be misunderstandings." Liu Mingxiu interrupted her, holding the teacup and said slowly, "It's either this misunderstanding or that misunderstanding. It's a matter of time."

These words made Jiang Zhaoxue silent, knowing that what Liu Mingxiu said was not wrong.

Liu Mingxiu turned to look out the window and said with emotion, "You are a good child, and so is Zeyuan, but our Immortal Pavilion is not a good thing. When you see through the true nature of these people, you will leave. I thought that my senior brother has treated me like a slave for so many years, so I must do something to repay him. Therefore, I remember every detail of Penglai. You can check it now and go to the warehouse to move the things. If there is any conflict between Penglai and Lingjian Immortal Pavilion in the future..."

Liu Mingxiu blinked and reminded: "You should still think of us. We are a clan of tens of thousands of people, and there are still many good people in it."

"Uncle Liu..." Jiang Zhaoxue laughed as she listened. "What are you talking about? If Lingjian Xian Pavilion really had any problems with Penglai, it would be me who should ask you to show some mercy."

"You've become an Eighth Realm Master, and Pei Shicang has a divine weapon," Liu Mingxiu sighed, "I can't kill you now, but is there a future? Be realistic."

Liu Mingxiu supported his forehead and sighed, "As soon as you leave tomorrow, I will immediately go into seclusion. I will come out after you two kill each other."

"Uncle Liu."

Jiang Zhaoxue couldn't help but smile bitterly, but finally returned her gaze to the list and said soothingly, "Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion and Penglai have been friends for many years. They won't become enemies over such a small matter. Don't worry. This list is fine. I'll have someone go with you to count the property later." Jiang Zhaoxue looked up at Liu Mingxiu and said softly, "My brother will be back tonight. If nothing unexpected happens, I will go find our ancestor with you tomorrow. After burning the marriage certificate, I will take Yunfu Mountain away."

"ah."

Liu Mingxiu listened, turned around and glanced around, and said with emotion: "It's a big project."

"Let us go the same way we came."

Jiang Zhaoxue said with a smile: "When I got married, I also attracted the attention of the immortals and was extremely glorious."

"That's right," Liu Mingxiu gestured, "I brought such a big floating mountain."

The two chatted and laughed, and Jiang Zhaoxue called Qingye. The group went to the warehouse to count the things for the day and moved them back to Yunfu Mountain.

In the evening, Jiang Zhaoxue received the news that Jiang Zhaoyue had returned. Jiang Zhaoyue came over to drink a cup of tea, briefly explained the process of tomorrow's divorce, and then went back to rest.

Before leaving, Jiang Zhaoyue confirmed with her again: "You can't regret it after you leave. Otherwise, Penglai can't afford to lose face if we keep going back and forth. Have you really thought this through?"

"I've thought it through." Jiang Zhaoxue said seriously, "I won't regret it."

"Actually...Shen Yuqing," Jiang Zhaoyue pondered, "later I also felt..."

"Isn't Pei Zichen with you?"

Jiang Zhaoxue interrupted him. Jiang Zhaoyue reacted and thought of Pei Zichen. He knew he had said too much, so he immediately said, "He's been transferred to the northern front. With him here, the Immortal Alliance doesn't need any more reinforcements. I left a few Penglai disciples to look after him. I'll come back and take you packing. Then he won't have to go to the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion and can go directly back to Penglai to avoid any more trouble."

"Um."

Jiang Zhaoxue nodded, and the two of them briefly chatted about the situation on the battlefield. Jiang Zhaoxue knew that Jiang Zhaoyue was extremely tired, so she let Jiang Zhaoyue leave.

After Jiang Zhaoyue left, Jiang Zhaoxue turned and looked out the window. Thinking that she would be able to leave Lingjian Xian Pavilion tomorrow, she felt mixed emotions.

She had stayed in Lingjian Xian Pavilion longer than in Penglai, and now she was leaving just like that...

Well, a little happy.

But I still feel a little disappointed.

Jiang Zhaoxue felt melancholy, and she thought of Pei Zichen. She lay on the bed, wanting to send him a message: "My brother is back today. I heard you went to the North Line?"

"My brother plans to go find Old Ancestor Gujun tomorrow to burn the marriage certificate, and then we will all leave Lingjian Immortal Pavilion together. It will be very troublesome to move from Yunfu Mountain, so we have to move in advance to avoid any problems."

After Jiang Zhaoxue finished writing, Pei Zichen did not reply.

She thought for a moment and continued, "I'm leaving tomorrow too. I have a yard in Qingshui City. I'll be waiting for you there."

"We're leaving the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion."

She wrote stroke by stroke, thought for a moment, and added, "Finally left."

Seeing the words "finally left", Jiang Zhaoxue felt that something in her heart had settled, and she waited for Pei Zichen's reply.

After a long time, she finally saw Pei Zichen reply: "Yeah."

"Um??"

Jiang Zhaoxue looked at the word and was a little shocked.

She said so much, and he only replied with one word?!

But when she thought that Pei Zichen might be on the battlefield, trying his best to reply to her with a word, her anger immediately subsided.

Forget it, she should just go to sleep.

Jiang Zhaoxue slept until dawn and felt refreshed. She specially chose a festive scarlet long dress for herself. After dressing up a little, she walked out of the door with Qingye and a group of attendants.

As she pushed open the door, Jiang Zhaoxue felt the sun setting. She raised her hand to block out the light with her fan, then looked up at the floating clouds and white cranes high above. She sighed and said, "This miserable life is finally over."

"Nvjun."

As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Zhaoxue heard a familiar voice. She looked up in surprise and saw a young man in white clothes with wide sleeves painted with black cloud patterns standing not far away.

With her hair tied up with a silver crown and a long sword in her hand, she stood not far away, looking at Jiang Zhaoxue with some tenderness in her eyes.

Jiang Zhaoxue was stunned for a moment, then asked in surprise: "Pei Zichen?"

By the time she realized what was happening, she had already stepped forward. Pei Zichen raised his hand to salute. Jiang Zhaoxue happily stopped in front of him and looked him up and down: "Why are you here?"

"After retaking Qingshui River last night, the Immortal Alliance took a break to regroup, so I temporarily turned back from the northern route."

The True Immortal Realm is several times wider than the Mortal Realm. Coming back from the north line, even if Pei Zichen has the Yuanluo Bow to continuously break through space and shorten the distance, it will still take several hours, and the physical exertion will be huge.

Jiang Zhaoxue couldn't help but feel a little confused: "What are you doing back?"

Hearing this, Pei Zichen laughed.

The man, as gentle as pine snow, said gently, "I received your message yesterday. I have to accompany you on this journey no matter what."

Jiang Zhaoxue was stunned for a moment, then she saw Pei Zichen leaning over and respectfully saying, "Madam, let's go."

When Jiang Zhaoxue heard his words, he looked around, coughed lightly, and walked forward.

Seeing this, Qingye immediately understood. When everyone tried to catch up with Jiang Zhaoxue, he raised his hand to stop everyone behind him and whispered, "Stay away! Keep pace! Stay away!"

Pei Zichen heard Qingye's words, looked at Qingye, and nodded politely to express his gratitude.

Qingye was shocked. When Pei Zichen followed Jiang Zhaoxue forward, Qingye finally reacted and said in disbelief, "Did he just look at me and nod and thank me?!"

All the other servants nodded quickly.

Qingye took a deep breath, covered his chest, and said hurriedly: "Yes! He can!"

As he spoke, Qingye remembered something and said hurriedly, "It must be farther away!"

So Jiang Zhaoxue led Pei Zichen and a group of people who were far away and walked towards the main hall.

When they arrived at the main hall's gate at the foot of the mountain, Jiang Zhaoyue was already waiting there. Seeing Pei Zichen, Jiang Zhaoyue frowned and was about to scold him when he heard Pei Zichen calmly say, "Young Master, the northern front is resting and there is no fighting. Today's situation is special, so I'm here to escort the lady down the mountain."

As soon as Jiang Zhaoyue heard it, she understood what Pei Zichen meant.

He and Jiang Zhaoxue were both magic practitioners. Although they also brought some sword practitioners and knife practitioners like Qingye for protection, it was not as appropriate as having Pei Zichen come.

Thinking that Pei Zichen was also trying to comfort Jiang Zhaoxue, Jiang Zhaoyue suppressed his words.

His expression turned calm and he said, "Okay, let's go."

Jiang Zhaoxue rarely saw Jiang Zhaoyue being so easy to talk to, so she secretly gave a thumbs up to Pei Zichen standing next to her.

Pei Zichen glanced at her, suppressed his smile, and followed her into the hall.

Everyone in the main hall had already stood still, including the seven peak masters. Gu Jun sat on a high place, calmly watching the group walk into the hall.

Jiang Zhaoyue led his men forward and saluted Gu Jun first. Jiang Zhaoxue followed behind with Pei Zichen. After the salute, Gu Jun looked at Pei Zichen, his expression slightly dulled. "Shi Cang is not on the northern front, but he actually came back?"

"I asked him to come back."

Jiang Zhaoxue responded loudly, smiling, "Didn't the ancestor say that I could take ten disciples with me when I left? Since there's a temporary truce on the northern front, I asked him to come back and pack his things. Once the fighting is over, he can go directly to Penglai to avoid any further trouble."

"Miss Jiang is truly heartless," Guan Xiushu sneered upon hearing this. "Zeyuan has been kind to you, but now you just leave without a second thought, not even giving him the slightest bit of respect."

“Isn’t it thin?”

Jiang Zhaoyue spoke in a cold voice, and Guan Xiushu immediately wanted to refute him, but Liu Mingxiu beside him hurriedly smiled and smoothed things over: "We've already agreed on this, why argue? These two children understand their own private affairs."

"Alright." Gu Jun interrupted everyone and looked at Jiang Zhaoyue, "Young Master Jiang, did you bring the marriage certificate?"

The marriage certificate was written when the two clans decided on the marriage. Because Jiang Zhaoxue and Shen Yuqing had special identities and it was related to the friendship between the two clans, the marriage certificate was in the hands of the elders.

Jiang Zhaoyue's expression eased slightly upon hearing this, and he nodded, saying, "I've already sent it from Penglai, and it's in my hands now."

"Okay."

Gu Jun sighed, stood up, and walked down from the high place. He led Jiang Zhaoyue to the central treasure tripod incense burner and sighed, "Zeyuan's marriage certificate is also here. Now that Zeyuan is still ill, as the elder, I will burn the marriage certificate on his behalf with the young master and end this marriage."

Hearing this, Guan Xiushu showed his reluctance and couldn't help but said: "Brother, why don't we just call him Zeyuan..."

"Repair the book."

Gu Jun's voice became low, and Guan Xiushu froze, knowing that Gu Jun had made up his mind. After struggling for a moment, he suppressed his words, clenched his fists, and watched Jiang Zhaoyue walk to the other side of the incense burner.

Gu Jun saw Jiang Zhaoyue take out the marriage certificate from her sleeve, and looked up at Jiang Zhaoxue with some regret: "Ms. Jiang, marriage is no joke. You and I have been husband and wife for two hundred years. Are you really thinking about parting now?"

Hearing this, Pei Zichen, who was standing behind Jiang Zhaoxue, raised his eyes and clenched his fists nervously.

Jiang Zhaoxue was speechless. She looked at the marriage certificate in Gu Jun and Jiang Zhaoxue's hands, and remembered that she was also standing in this hall, wearing a phoenix crown and a red wedding bridal gown, and signed the marriage certificate with joy.

When she thought of that moment, she felt a little sad and a sense of grievance welled up in her heart.

After feeling wronged, I felt a sense of relief, yearning, and calmness.

She raised her eyes to meet Gu Jun and said calmly, "I've thought it through."

"Okay."

Gu Jun was helpless. He raised his hand and turned it. A magic circle fell under the treasure tripod incense burner. The magic circle started to work. Gu Jun looked at Jiang Zhaoxue and said seriously: "I ask you three times on behalf of the heaven. If you burn the marriage certificate, you will no longer have anything to do with the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion. You have nothing to do with the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion. Will you regret it?

"No regrets." Jiang Zhaoxue answered without hesitation.

"If you burn this marriage certificate, your ladyship will end your marriage to my disciple Shen Yuqing, and you will each marry yourselves. Will you regret it?"

"No regrets."

"If you burn this marriage certificate, my disciple Shen Yuqing and I will be strangers in life and death from now on. All past ties will be severed and we will have no further ties. Will you regret it?"

"No regrets."

Jiang Zhaoxue answered three times in a row that he had no regrets, and the magic circle under Gu Jun's feet lit up.

He watched the magic circle light up and sighed softly, "The Queen has made up her mind, and the will of heaven is clear. This marriage certificate is no longer meaningful, Young Master Jiang."

Gu Jun raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Zhaoyue: "You and I will burn this book together, and the marriage between my disciple Shen Yuqing and your sister will be over."

As he spoke, Gu Jun threw the marriage certificate and Jiang Zhaoyue into the furnace at the same time.

The originally pitch-black incense burner suddenly burst into flames, engulfing the marriage certificate.

The moment the marriage certificate was swallowed, Shen Yuqing in the Tianming Hall suddenly woke up.

His heart was beating fast, his breathing was short, he looked at the dark roof at the top of the Tianming Palace, and felt something draining away from him.

Jiang Zhaoxue...

He thought of her for no reason. When he thought of her, although he didn't know what had happened, he knew clearly that it must be related to Jiang Zhaoxue.

He wants to see her.

He stood up in a daze, then realized something was wrong.

The spiritual power around him was completely sealed, and he felt a little dazed.

Since returning to Lingjian Xian Pavilion, he seemed to be rarely awake. How long had he slept?

He couldn't figure it out.

This incident immediately made him realize that something was wrong. Even though he absolutely believed that the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion would not do anything to him, his reason told him that this was definitely not right.

This abnormality was even more shocking, especially when he clearly realized that something related to Jiang Zhaoxue was changing.

He shook his heavy head to clear his mind, then immediately got out of bed with his sword, opened the door and rushed out.

Just as the door was opened, the disciple standing at the door showed a look of surprise, and hurriedly stopped Shen Yuqing, saying anxiously: "Master, why are you awake? The ancestor said that you should have a good rest."

"I've rested enough."

Shen Yuqing stared at the panicked look in the two men's eyes and said coldly, "Get out of the way."

"Pavilion Master." The two disciples looked embarrassed and tried to use Gu Jun to pressure him, "It was our ancestors who asked you to..."

“Get out of the way!”

Shen Yuqing drew his sword and the two disciples knelt down in shock, but they still did not retreat. They just kowtowed and said, "Pavilion Master, our ancestors said that if you force your way out, we will have no choice but to use our own force."

"you……"

Before he finished speaking, a gust of cold wind blew past from behind Shen Yuqing, and the disciple who was speaking fell down with a look in his eyes.

Shen Yuqing turned around in surprise and saw that the Book of Destiny floating in the center of the Destiny Hall was emitting light.

Then a word was written on the Book of Destiny:

Walk.

Shen Yuqing looked at the word "go" and before she could react, she saw the Book of Destiny continue writing: "The marriage certificate has been destroyed. Jiang Zhaoxue will leave the mountain."

This line of text is in black font, which represents the daily communication in the Book of Destiny.

When Shen Yuqing saw this line of words, his eyes suddenly widened, and then he rushed down without hesitation.

He had no spiritual power, and his body was still stained with drugs, making it feel as heavy as if he was dragging a pool of mud.

But he still risked his life, just like in the time and space mirror, running towards Jiang Zhaoxue who was like a god in the sky.

Jiang Zhaoxue.

His wife Jiang Zhaoxue.

He ran down the back mountain like a madman.

At this time, Jiang Zhaoxue watched the marriage certificate being engulfed by flames.

After the marriage certificate was completely burned, Gu Jun looked up at Jiang Zhaoyue and said coldly, "When you two come down the mountain, the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion will announce this to the Immortal Path."

"Thank you, Ancestor." Jiang Zhaoyue responded politely, and then said politely, "Father asked me to tell you that although their marriage has not been completed, the friendship between Penglai and Lingjian Immortal Pavilion remains unchanged. I hope you can rest assured."

"Of course." Hearing this, Gu Jun smiled, turned his head to look at Pei Zichen and Jiang Zhaoxue, thought for a moment, and said softly, "Zeyuan is still asleep now. If you want to leave, then go ahead."

"yes."

Jiang Zhaoyue responded and came down, leading everyone out.

When they reached the door, Jiang Zhaoyue glanced at Pei Zichen and said calmly, "I'll go pack my things first. Now that the matter is settled, you can send the person back to Yunfu Mountain and leave when it's time."

Pei Zichen knew that Jiang Zhaoyue was blaming him for leaving the front line without permission, so he didn't dare to say anything more and just replied, "Yes."

Jiang Zhaoxue listened and secretly glanced at Jiang Zhaoyue, wanting to say something but not daring to.

Jiang Zhaoyue seemed to know what she was thinking, and said in a cold voice: "Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion is respectable, so don't go too far. Go back to Yunfu Mountain and let them go."

Jiang Zhaoxue knew that this made sense, so he touched his nose and said, "Oh."

Jiang Zhaoyue seemed to be impatient with her behavior, glared at her and left.

Pei Zichen followed Jiang Zhaoxue and said respectfully, "Madam, let's go."

Jiang Zhaoxue knew that they should leave quickly to avoid any further complications, so without saying anything more, she led Pei Zichen towards Yunfu Mountain.

Since Jiang Zhaoyue had given the order, she couldn't stay any longer. Pei Zichen seemed to have made up his mind to send her to Yunfu Mountain and leave. Jiang Zhaoxue couldn't help but sigh. She could only use this short time to ask, "Have you seen Ye Tianjiao?"

"No." Pei Zichen shook his head and told the truth, "I haven't even seen the talisman written by him."

"Have they captured any demon cultivators?" Jiang Zhaoxue asked curiously, "Did they reveal anything during the interrogation?"

"Neither have they." Pei Zichen continued, "Nine Netherworld Realm demon cultivators either died or fled. No one survived."

Jiang Zhaoxue listened, not surprised. After just a few words, they arrived at Yunfu Mountain. Pei Zichen escorted her to the door. Seeing that they had reached their destination, Pei Zichen could no longer stay. Although he was worried, he still bowed and said, "My lady, you can activate the magic circle now to separate Yunfu Mountain from the Lingjian Immortal Pavilion and leave the peak. I cannot stay any longer, so I will take my leave first."

Jiang Zhaoxue listened and knew that Pei Zichen was in a hurry.

Moreover, on the last day, Pei Zichen probably didn't want to give others a chance to talk about him, so he didn't follow her into the house.

After all, protecting her openly in front of everyone can be said to be fulfilling his duty as a servant, and going into the house with her is hard to explain.

He understood Pei Zichen's meaning, but there was still a sense of regret in his heart. He twirled his fan and said softly, "Alright, you've come here so we can talk. You're amazing. Let's go. I won't hold you back for anything."

Pei Zichen heard this and looked up at the person in front of him.

After not seeing each other for several days, the person in front of me was obviously much more refined than in the time mirror.

The golden hairpins, step-shaking ornaments, and jewel necklace make her look dazzling.

He stared quietly at the person so close to him, and felt his fingertips itching.

He rushed back in such a hurry, not only because he was worried about her safety and wanted to be with her at the critical moment, but most importantly...

I just miss her.

Before he came here, he just wanted to see her, but now seeing her standing in front of him in her full glory, he became impulsive again, wondering if he could take a step forward and hug her?

But as soon as this thought came to his mind, he was shocked by himself.

With his own identity, how could he do such a thing when so many people were watching him?

He is not Shen Yuqing.

This thought made him feel a little sour, but he didn't show it on his face. After raising his hand to salute, he said softly: "Then the disciple will go first. I wish to meet the lady..." Pei Zichen's voice became softer and more gentle, "See you in Penglai."

Jiang Zhaoxue listened and twirled the folding fan in her hand.

She looked at the young man in front of her and bowed reluctantly, then turned and walked out.

After walking a few steps, Jiang Zhaoxue sighed and couldn't help but said, "Pei Zichen."

Pei Zichen looked back in confusion, but before he could react, he saw Jiang Zhaoxue suddenly pounce on him!

Seeing her open arms, Pei Zichen's eyes widened instantly, and he rushed out in surprise, joy and panic at the same time. The moment she held him, his heart began to beat non-stop.

He instinctively put his arm around her waist to protect this reckless person, and spoke a little stutteringly: "Lady, you...you..."

"Did you want to hug me just now?" Jiang Zhaoxue whispered in his ear, smiling, "I can see that."

As soon as these words were spoken, Pei Zichen felt his heart slowly calm down. He hugged this person in the barrier, feeling as if this trip finally had a purpose.

Jiang Zhaoxue leaned against him and closed her eyes: "I miss you so much."

"Yeah." Pei Zichen's ears blushed, "I miss you too..."

Before he could finish his words, a sharp blade came whistling towards him. Pei Zichen and Jiang Zhaoxue stepped forward to protect it, raised their hands and drew their swords from their waists to block it, but with a "ding" sound, it hit a sword without any spiritual power.

He could have brushed away the sword in an instant, but when he saw the person coming, he was shocked and stood still.

Shen Yuqing stared at him intently, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and he gritted his teeth and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

Before Pei Zichen could react, he heard Shen Yuqing's voice: "What are you doing to your master's wife?!"

-----------------------

The author has something to say: I originally wanted to post this together with the later ones, but I woke up in the middle of a sleep and remembered that today is Wednesday.

The list is still short of the word count, so I’ll post one chapter first. See you tomorrow night at 20:00.