Chapter 40 Chapter 40 Please allow him to love her, in this place where no one is around...

The fragrance on Pei Zichen's body was a mixture of bamboo leaves, pine and cypress, which Jiang Zhaoxue was very familiar with.

So as soon as he came back, Jiang Zhaoxue called him, but then didn't pay much attention to it and continued to discuss the next steps with Ye Wenzhi.

"The Tianji Academy has deep roots in Daxia, and many believers among the people. If they believe that the prince is a true dragon, then the people will also believe in him."

Ye Wenzhi was worried: "Your Highness is right. If Your Highness still wants to fight, asking the ancestors at the altar is his only way. But if it is not the order of the True Dragon, I am afraid Your Highness..."

"Don't worry about that."

Jiang Zhaoxue reassured Ye Wenzhi, confidently saying, "He's brave enough to go up to the altar. I guarantee there will be no problem with the True Dragon's fate."

"That's really great!"

Ye Wenzhi was overjoyed upon hearing this. He stood up and bowed deeply to Jiang Zhaoxue. "On behalf of the Third Prince and Daxia, I thank Master Jiang."

"No problem."

Jiang Zhaoxue nodded and thought about the time. Since her fire poison was going to flare up tonight, she needed to prepare early. She said, "It's getting late. Master Ye, please get some rest. We'll discuss the details tomorrow."

Having said that, she stood up and saw Ye Wenzhi out.

Seeing this, Qian Sisi also stood up, clapped her hands and said, "Okay, then I'll go rest first."

As she spoke, Qian Sisi turned around and looked at Pei Zichen, who had walked in at some point: "Where's Ye Tianjiao? Is he okay?"

“Hurry!!” As soon as the words fell, Ye Tianjiao rushed in and shouted, “Prepare some food for me! I’m starving!”

Upon hearing this voice, Qian Sisi understood: "Oh, he's fine. Okay."

Qian Sisi nodded, patted Jiang Zhaoxue's shoulder, leaned close to her ear, and quickly whispered, "Pei Zichen is not right." Then, she said goodbye to the two of them: "I'm leaving first."

After Qian Sisi left, Jiang Zhaoxue turned around and looked in Pei Zichen's direction, asking curiously, "Zichen?"

Pei Zichen paused, then spoke in a hoarse voice, "My Lady."

"What's wrong?" Jiang Zhaoxue felt that he was in a bad mood.

Although he was always taciturn, he was always polite and would usually greet her when he came back.

She couldn't see, but she could still feel the atmosphere. Pei Zichen was obviously different today.

Anan also felt it and started chattering: "Why does he look so miserable?"

When Jiang Zhaoxue heard the word "miserable", he knew what was going on and thought that he was being attacked by Shen Yuqing.

Pei Zichen is her lifeguard, and they are connected spiritually. She knows very well whether he is safe or not, so she is not too worried.

But she knew Shen Yuqing. He didn't kill Pei Zichen and let him go, which was not out of magnanimity. Perhaps he just wanted to humiliate him.

She ran away with Pei Zichen and slapped him hard in the face. In Shen Yuqing's mind, killing Pei Zichen like this was too easy for him.

Pei Zichen had been a disciple for seven years. By this time, Shen Yuqing had rarely used his sword in public, and had never personally taught Pei Zichen, so Pei Zichen was not clear about his strength.

Today should be a face-to-face confrontation, and Shen Yuqing is afraid that he has shattered the boy's self-esteem.

Jiang Zhaoxue understood.

But when he thought of Pei Zichen still having this competitive spirit, he couldn't help but chuckle, turned around and led him forward, saying: "Lead the way for me."

Pei Zichen stepped forward and handed the scabbard to Jiang Zhaoxue.

Jiang Zhaoxue held his cold scabbard, pretending to be unaware of what was happening, so as not to embarrass him. She began to mutter casually, "I met Song Wuya today. He refused to go with me and made a request. He said that if I could change his fate to a True Dragon, he would offer sacrifices to his ancestors at the altar in three days. If he could gain their approval and receive their blessing to ascend to the throne, he would give me the Lingxu Fan."

"Did the lady agree to him?" Pei Zichen lowered his eyes, forcing himself not to think too much, to listen to Jiang Zhaoxue's words, and pulled Jiang Zhaoxue into the room.

Jiang Zhaoxue laughed at what he said: "Of course I agreed."

"How can the fate of a true dragon be changed?" Pei Zichen couldn't understand.

Jiang Zhaoxue pursed her lips, looked around, walked up to Pei Zichen and patted his shoulder.

Pei Zichen glanced around, confirming that no one was around. He leaned over slightly and heard Jiang Zhaoxue whisper, "He is the real dragon."

Pei Zichen was stunned by this, and then he didn't quite understand: "He is...how could he not know?"

"I'm curious too."

Jiang Zhaoxue felt that she had arrived in front of her room. She let go of Pei Zichen's scabbard, pulled herself inside, and said with a smile: "So when I came back, I asked Ye Wenzhi, and he told me that four years ago, the Tianji Academy calculated that he was destined to be a dragon."

"Dragon?"

Pei Zichen was standing at the door. Jiang Zhaoxue heard the voice and turned around and said, "Don't stand outside. Come in."

Pei Zichen paused slightly. Jiang Zhaoxue knew his concerns and immediately said, "Starting at midnight tonight, my fire poison will arrive. Your cultivation requires you to give me spiritual power in advance, so don't follow any rules. Stay in my room tonight."

Hearing this, Shen Yuqing's words flashed through Pei Zichen's mind.

"I can teach you personally and inherit my teachings, but you must remember to abide by your duties as a disciple and follow the rules of the Immortal Pavilion. You and your mistress must not act rashly these days."

"She can come to me, or I can go to her, it's all fine."

He opened his mouth, trying to speak, but before he could open his mouth, Jiang Zhaoxue called out, "Don't just stand there like an idiot. Come in!"

The voice interrupted his words, first with a burst of energy and then withering away.

He couldn't speak, and after hesitating for a moment, he finally walked into the house with his sword.

As soon as they entered the house, Jiang Zhaoxue began to urge them: "There's a bathhouse in the inner room, go wash up quickly, you're all smelly and dusty, it stinks."

"Female..."

"I'm blind and can't see anything." Jiang Zhaoxue took him out of her purse and produced a set of inner clothes. She threw them to him and said, "This is the clothes I prepared for your master. I haven't worn them yet, so they might be a little big. Wash them quickly and take them out." Jiang Zhaoxue blinked and said jokingly, "I'm relying on you tonight."

Pei Zichen clutched his inner garment. He knew he shouldn't stay here, shouldn't listen to her, he should tell the truth. He didn't need to stay here, didn't need to wash and comb his hair, because... his master was waiting for her. His master would take care of everything. But at this moment, he wanted to be close to her, wanted to hear her voice, wanted to be anywhere that held her scent, to soothe the unknown fear in his heart.

He struggled, but finally spoke out, whispering, "Yes."

As he spoke, he walked into the inner room. When he took off his clothes and immersed himself in the water, Yuan Luogong laughed, "Does Master's bath smell good?"

"roll!"

Pei Zichen shouted loudly, and the water in the pool rippled slightly.

Jiang Zhaoxue was sitting outside drinking tea when she heard the sound of running water. Knowing Pei Zichen's temperament, she soothed him, "It's running water. I brewed it an hour ago, and the water has been changed long ago."

Pei Zichen paused, listened to her words, raised his eyes and looked around.

The water had been changed, but this was where she had been naked. On the animal stand next to it were some scented tablets that she had not used up, and there were even flower petals spread on the water. He didn't know whether they were newly laid or had been there before.

The scented leaves are the same as her spices, as if her breath is surrounding them.

He soaked quietly in the water. Jiang Zhaoxue twirled her fan, waiting for him to continue. "I hadn't finished yet. Ye Wenzhi told me that when he was born, the Tianji Academy calculated that he was destined to be a true dragon, and for this reason, he and his mother were highly favored. But unexpectedly, four years ago, when the Tianji Academy calculated again before appointing the crown prince, they suddenly discovered that he was not a true dragon, but a flooded dragon."

"The Jiaolong is a fake dragon," Jiang Zhaoxue explained, knowing that Pei Zichen didn't understand. "That is, the Tianji Academy had misjudged it before. The Jiaolong's appearance among the princes had the potential to steal the true dragon's luck and confuse the public. So the Tianji Academy carefully recalculated all the princes again and concluded that the current crown prince, Song Zhenan, was the true dragon. It was only because of Song Wuya's luck that he was overlooked. Coincidentally, the emperor favored Song Zhenan's mother, Concubine Zhao, and sent Song Wuya to the border for endangering the true dragon."

"Send him to the border," Pei Zichen looked at himself in the water, "Aren't you afraid that he will take control of the military?"

"Of course," Jiang Zhaoxue answered decisively, "so when they sent him there, they cut off his food and supplies, and always gave him the most difficult battles. Unexpectedly, he couldn't be killed no matter what he did. In the end, he even obtained the Lingxu Fan, a supreme treasure, at the border. His Majesty was afraid, so he recalled his son. After he returned to the capital, he happened to meet Shen Yuqing. Shen Yuqing took one look at him and said he was destined to be a true dragon. When this word got out, everyone started to hope that the Tianji Academy had made a mistake."

Jiang Zhaoxue waved her fan and said slowly, "It is said that Song Wuya has a much better temper than the Crown Prince, so the court officials all hope that Song Wuya is the one with the true dragon destiny. But now, except for Shen Yuqing, all the fortune tellers think that he is a fake dragon. And Shen Yuqing is a sword cultivator, so these matters of destiny are not important. So the Tianji Academy thought about it and finally decided to choose the Crown Prince. And Song Wuya himself has been worn down by his spirit over the years. He doesn't dare to think that he is a real dragon. He only wants to do his best to change his fate. I heard from Ye Wenzhi that this Lingxu fan is because he heard that the Lingxu fan can change fate, so he tried his best to get it."

"So, how did Song Wuya, a real dragon, become a fake dragon?"

"If I'm not mistaken, it must have something to do with that Imperial Concubine Zhao—or rather, the Crown Prince. However, I'll have to verify this tomorrow. I'm only worried about one thing right now."

Jiang Zhaoxue's voice was a little low, and Pei Zichen turned to look at her: "Master's wife, what are you worried about?"

"If Song Wuya's life was deliberately concealed by someone, then the one who could conceal the life of a true dragon must be no ordinary person. I am not sure I can handle it. If I have to," Jiang Zhaoxue twirled the fan in her hand, slowly and leisurely, "I have to go find Shen Yuqing."

Hearing this, Pei Zichen's heart tightened.

Yuan Luogong smiled even happier, and turned into mist surrounding him in the water.

Jiang Zhaoxue pondered and continued, "But he won't let go of you. I have to think of a way."

Why bother thinking of any solution?

Pei Zichen turned his head to look at his reflection on the screen, his throat moving slightly.

He wanted to speak, but no sound came out.

Shen Yuqing didn't kill him. He was still waiting for Jiang Zhaoxue to return to Tianjiyuan.

The couple love each other, and now Jiang Zhaoxue also wants to go back.

What about him? Where did he go?

He was in a daze and took a long time to wash before getting up from the bathtub.

He stood up and wiped the water stains, then took the clothes Jiang Zhaoxue gave him and changed into them.

This dress belongs to Shen Yuqing. Pei Zichen forced himself not to think about why Jiang Zhaoxue had Shen Yuqing's clothes, but he still couldn't help but pay attention to all the details.

This set of inner clothes is very different from the style Shen Yuqing usually wears.

Shen Yuqing's clothing, or the clothing of the entire Lingjian Xian Pavilion, focuses on "solemnity and elegance". The colors are mostly plain, the lines are straight and neat, and they can cover without revealing, and be plain without being complicated.

However, this inner garment is contrary to the style of Lingjian Xian Pavilion.

Although it is plain, there are golden patterns embroidered on the corners of the collar, and the patterns are all golden tigers, as if Jiang Zhaoxue was embroidered on the clothes.

In terms of style, the neckline is relatively low, and if it is not pulled or tied tightly, the neckline will naturally spread out, revealing a large area of ​​the chest, which is quite romantic.

They are like this in private.

Pei Zichen stood there and looked at himself in the mirror.

His long hair was loose and his clothes were loose. At that moment, he seemed to see Shen Yuqing's face in the mirror, staring at him silently from a distance, looking down at him coldly.

He didn't dare to look any further, forcing himself to turn his head and walk out from behind the screen. As soon as he came out, Jiang Zhaoxue looked in the direction of his voice. Although she couldn't see anything, she still asked with a smile, "Does it fit?"

Not fitting.

Half an inch shorter.

He should have said this, but when he opened his mouth, it turned out to be: "It fits."

Jiang Zhaoxue smiled after hearing what he said, then stood up and said, "It's good that it fits. Come here."

Pei Zichen didn't move. Jiang Zhaoxue noticed that he stopped there and looked back in confusion.

"What's wrong?"

"Master's Wife..."

Pei Zichen spoke in a hoarse voice, wanting to remind himself of the identity of the person in front of him, and then say what he should say. However, after saying this, he could not say anything else.

Whether it was Shen Yuqing's message or anything else, he couldn't say anything.

Seeing him silent, Jiang Zhaoxue knew something must have happened. After calculating the time, she knew there was no need to force him, so she turned and walked to the dressing table and said, "Come, sit down, I'll dry your hair for you."

Pei Zichen breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

He didn't care about what to do. He listened to Jiang Zhaoxue's words and sat in front of her, just wanting to delay for a while.

Jiang Zhaoxue took out a handkerchief and held his hair down unskillfully, then asked slowly, "Tell me, what happened today?"

"Master's Wife..."

Pei Zichen listened to her question, lowered his eyes, and curled his fingers slightly on his knees: "Are you... happy in the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion?"

Jiang Zhaoxue glanced at him after hearing what he said. Knowing that the matter was related to Shen Yuqing, he did not ask any more questions. He just said truthfully, "What are you so happy about?"

Jiang Zhaoxue wanted to roll her eyes at the mention of the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion, and couldn't help but complain, "There are so many rules, and the people are so annoying. They all look down on others. Demon cultivators are almost a curse word in Central Continent. Do you think I'll be happy here?"

"But you still stayed there." Pei Zichen said in a hoarse voice, "You refused to leave."

"You're mentally ill." Jiang Zhaoxue sighed. "Do you think I don't want to leave? I want to leave too, but every time I think of your master, I feel like I can endure it a little longer. After enduring year after year, he got ahead of me and brought Mu Jinyue back. He said he had a female disciple, but I've never seen a master and disciple like this who put their wife aside and lived with their female disciple. Is Mu Jinyue very talented? He doesn't even teach you, but keeps staring at her all day. He's crazy."

"Then..." Pei Zichen struggled. He knew he shouldn't ask, but he couldn't help asking, "Why don't you release the Dao Couple Contract?"

"Breaking the contract isn't that simple." Jiang Zhaoxue brushed the ends of his hair and said patiently, "When forming a Dao Companionship Contract, both parties must burn their lifelong contract to Heaven, guaranteeing their shared destiny. This serves as a form of Heaven's oversight and approval. Breaking the contract is the same. One party must submit the written agreement to Heaven, and then await the approval of Heaven and the other party."

“What if the other party disagrees?”

"Then let's just wait and see." Jiang Zhaoxue said nonchalantly, "As long as one party breaks the contract, it means they have withdrawn the power that supports the operation of the Dao Couple Contract. The Dao Couple Contract requires the combined power of Yin and Yang to function. After either party breaks the contract, if time passes, the Dao Couple Contract will naturally dissipate. So starting from the moment one party breaks the contract, as long as there are no unexpected events that make the party who breaks the contract regret it, the Dao Couple Contract will dissipate sooner or later."

“Then it can be solved.”

Pei Zichen murmured.

"It can be solved, but it will take time." Jiang Zhaoxue said, a little surprised, "Why are you asking this?"

"Because... I want to save someone."

Here comes the point.

Jiang Zhaoxue understood that all the conversations just now were just prelude. After all, the core of his unhappiness today was still this "person".

"Then save him." Jiang Zhaoxue followed his words, "Why not?"

"Because she was willing to do so." Pei Zichen murmured, "She willingly drowned herself in the sea of ​​suffering. I shouldn't have saved her out of emotion, reason, or ethics..."

"Who is this?" Jiang Zhaoxue was a little confused after hearing this description. She asked Anan, "He is willing. It is not right to save him according to emotion, reason, or ethics?"

"Think about who he met today."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhaoxue understood.

According to Qian Sisi's description, he met Mu Jinyue today.

If it was Mu Jinyue, according to the current plot development, Mu Jinyue and Shen Yuqing were together every day, so Shen Yuqing should have fallen in love with her. Could it be that Pei Zichen thought today that Shen Yuqing and Mu Jinyue were in love with each other?

So it is not right to save her, because it was Mu Jinyue's wish.

It is not his responsibility to save her. The relationship between Shen Yuqing and Mu Jinyue is not something he can control in his capacity.

Yu Ju shouldn't have saved him. Shen Yuqing was his master. According to the rules, he couldn't offend Shen Yuqing. Whatever Shen Yuqing said was the truth.

That makes sense!

He saw the two of them together, so he felt sympathy for her and thought that she should get a divorce because she had been cheated on.

"She's worthy of being the heroine," Anan and Jiang Zhaoxue thought, and exclaimed in amazement, "We haven't seen each other for over four years, and yet the moment we meet, she's already made our little Pei flustered."

Jiang Zhaoxue felt very disappointed when he heard this.

Some people want to scold Pei Zichen for not doing his job properly, but when they think about it, she is the real female lead, so it can be considered a proper job.

Sooner or later, I will fall in love with Mu Jinyue, it doesn’t matter if it comes sooner or later.

He definitely didn't know his true feelings yet, so he was still wondering whether to save him or not. Seeing his distraught look, Jiang Zhaoxue decided to give him some counseling. She coughed lightly and reminded him, "What about your feelings?"

Pei Zichen was stunned. Jiang Zhaoxue wiped his hair and asked with a smile, "What are you thinking?"

Pei Zichen didn't say anything. He just looked at the person in the mirror who was wiping his hair.

She was rarely so gentle, like a wife, and her words were full of reason. She said calmly and freely: "Pei Zichen, do things according to your conscience. Follow your heart and you will be natural."

"What if I feel guilty?"

"Since you're saving people," Jiang Zhaoxue reminded with a smile, "why would you feel guilty?"

"It's against the rules..."

"Where do these rules come from?"

Jiang Zhaoxue asked back with a smile. Pei Zichen was stunned for a moment before hearing Jiang Zhaoxue say, "Who made the rules? Heaven? Man? Or the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion?"

Pei Zichen couldn't answer, and Jiang Zhaoxue understood: "You, they just taught you too well."

As she spoke, she ruffled his hair.

A cultivator's bodily functions are much faster than those of an ordinary person, and his hair was already mostly dry. Jiang Zhaoxue lifted his smooth locks and whispered, "Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion has so many rules. How can everything be right? Did your master scold you today? Are you afraid to save him because you're afraid of disobeying your master?"

"yes……"

Pei Zichen quietly looked at the two people in the mirror. Watching her play with his hair, he felt completely in her hands. A throbbing sensation arose in his heart and then spread throughout his body. He stared at the person in the mirror and said in a hoarse voice, "Master said that I forgot the rules and violated human ethics."

"Listen to his nonsense." Jiang Zhaoxue sneered. "Look at him and Mu Jinyue, what the hell do they know about human ethics? If there's anything wrong with human ethics, it should be him. The weak follow the rules, the strong make them. And now that you've left the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion, you should forget the rules of the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion. You're my servant now, so you should follow the rules of Penglai, right?"

"Penglai, what are the rules?"

"In Penglai, as long as we don't harm the heavens or the law, we can fight for what we want and take what we want."

"What if it's not what I want?"

"Give up or be punished."

"What if it's love?"

When Pei Zichen asked, Jiang Zhaoxue smiled: "Then you have to fight for it even more. You can grab other things, and you may even force them, but you can't force your feelings. If you can grab them," Jiang Zhaoxue put her hand on his shoulder, moved closer to his face, and conscientiously played the role of a villain with inner demons, and reminded him with a smile, "they should all be yours."

Go ahead, my little boy!

The heroine deserves to be yours! Break them up! Beat up Shen Yuqing!

Listening to Jiang Zhaoxue's words, Pei Zichen felt something slowly loosening in his heart.

He stared at the two people standing close together in the mirror, and an extreme desire surged in his heart.

"Besides," Jiang Zhaoxue saw that he didn't say anything, feeling that she had gone too far, she coughed lightly, stood up, and continued, "Don't make things difficult for yourself. Sometimes, it's not about whether you want to do something, but whether you can do it. People don't actually have choices. What they think are choices are inevitable. Just follow your heart, don't let the rules make you stupid."

Just like tonight, he could never open his mouth. He couldn't tell Jiang Zhaoxue that Shen Yuqing was waiting for her.

He can't do it.

He looked at himself in the mirror, and countless voices intertwined in his mind.

On the one hand, there is the teachings he received, and on the other hand, there is everything he has experienced.

Thousands of swords are pointing at each other in the Lingjian Immortal Pavilion, and I have been walking alone for four years.

He can't do it.

No matter how many rules and ethics there are, they cannot suppress the thoughts that arise in his mind.

Yuan Luogong was right, he was a mean-spirited person at heart. If she was doing well, that would be fine, but who was Shen Yuqing?

Locking her in the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion for two hundred years, using her emotions as a sword to force her into a miserable state, and then letting everyone see her crazy appearance, laugh at her, talk about her, and belittle her.

She is such a nice person...why would she go back?

If she went back, it would be just like in the past, and Shen Yuqing would take advantage of her love for her and abuse and torture her again and again.

He could lead her out.

He took her away and let her leave that person forever. After a long time, a hundred years, two hundred years, a thousand years, she would always forget that person.

They will always be the same as they are now. He can always be her disciple and she can be his master's wife, but they will always be together and no one can take her away.

"But Master's Wife," evil thoughts sprouted in his heart and quickly grew. He suddenly realized that he was just this person. He was a little tired and didn't want to resist. He just looked at the two people in the mirror and said in a hoarse voice, "There are too many rules that I don't want to follow."

"for example?"

"I want to serve Master's Wife," Pei Zichen said, expressing the impulses he had suppressed and dared not express in the past. "I want to tidy Master's Wife's clothes, comb her hair, draw her eyebrows, and guide her..."

"Good fellow," Jiang Zhaoxue listened and realized, "He has obsessive-compulsive disorder?"

She always knew that her clothes were a bit unruly, but she didn't expect Pei Zichen to write down every detail of them.

Anan was also a little shocked: "He has to remember such a trivial matter?"

"There are many things I want to do that go beyond the rules, Master's Wife." Pei Zichen turned around and looked at her with deep eyes. "Can I do that?"

"Uh..." Jiang Zhaoxue was stunned for a moment, then reacted and said quickly, "Sure, as long as you are happy!"

She knew that he didn't dare to speak out his true feelings and only dared to talk about small things.

But it doesn't matter, she can encourage him: "Don't take these rules too seriously. Although Shen Yuqing is your master, everything should be based on right and wrong. It's not a big deal to offend your superiors!"

Pei Zichen listened to her words and couldn't help laughing when he saw that although she was confused, she was still trying hard to coax him.

Offending...

He looked at the person in front of him and smiled slowly: "Lady."

He called her softly, turned around, and looked at himself in the mirror. After a long moment, as if he had finally made up his mind, he spoke seriously, "Please crown Zichen."

"Ah?" Jiang Zhaoxue was bewildered, thinking that this man really did whatever he wanted.

But she felt that he was in a bad mood, so she coughed lightly and said, "Okay."

Anyway, the hair crown had already been chosen. She took it out and said hesitantly, "Isn't it a bit hasty to put it on now? I originally wanted to invite a few tables..."

“No need.”

Pei Zichen stared at them in the mirror and said gently, "My coming-of-age ceremony only requires the female monarch."

Jiang Zhaoxue was stunned when he heard this and was a little at a loss for a moment.

Holding the hair crown, she couldn't help but say, "How about... let's do it another day? It can't be that simple..."

"Today." Pei Zichen said firmly, "At this moment, please crown Zichen."

Seeing how determined he was, Jiang Zhaoxue had no choice but to take the hair crown and threatened, "If you want to wear the crown now, I'll have to keep it simple and just give you a hair crown."

"good."

Pei Zichen didn't care at all.

Jiang Zhaoxue had no choice but to grope around, took a wooden comb from the side, and began to comb his hair carefully.

Although everything was simple, she couldn't help but pray for him while combing his hair.

She recited almost all the blessings she could think of, and finally put the crown on his head.

Pei Zichen looked at the young man in the mirror, his hair neatly standing up. He didn't want to ask why she wore her hair in a man's bun, nor did he want to inquire about the origins of his clothes. He just said calmly, "Please give me a name, my lady."

"What name do you want?"

Jiang Zhaoxue probed: "I've prepared several for you, take a look..."

"I want a word related to Lady Lord."

Pei Zichen spoke, and Jiang Zhaoxue was stunned. Then she heard him say, "The word that is always related."

Hearing this, she inexplicably felt a little nervous. She didn't dare to think deeply about the deeper meaning behind these words, and only advised: "This... after all, this is a word that will follow you throughout your life..."

"My Lady, you saved my life and gave me a new life," Pei Zichen said in a high-sounding tone, "I want to remember this kindness and never forget it for the rest of my life."

"Oh," Jiang Zhaoxue breathed a sigh of relief and said quickly, "That's great, then..." Jiang Zhaoxue thought for a moment, "How about Shi Cang?"

"Shi Cang?"

"Well, there's a Xuancang Mountain in Penglai," Jiang Zhaoxue laughed, thinking, "Snow falls all year round, and it never melts. I ask for the snow to stop, but Xuancang Mountain never melts. What do you think of this word?"

"good."

Pei Zichen looked at her in the mirror and agreed decisively.

Jiang Zhaoxue felt relieved. Her education level was not high, and if she wanted to marry again, her education level would not be enough to support her.

Thinking about it, he felt a little happy. Even when he met Mu Jinyue, Pei Zichen had not forgotten her, his master's wife who had risked her life for him.

"Having good character is good, and there is also morality in love!" Anan couldn't help but praise, "Luckily, she's not the next Shen Yuqing."

"That's right," Jiang Zhaoxue responded happily, "This is the male lead after all."

One man and one bird sang in unison, and Pei Zichen just looked at them in the mirror silently.

The young man in the mirror put on a hair crown and wore his master's clothes, and looked like a fully grown man.

When she stood behind him, it seemed... just like when she stood behind his master.

He had actually seen the scene in their bedroom. He remembered one year... he should have been thirteen or fourteen years old.

Jiang Zhaoxue smashed the interrogation hall and wanted to see Shen Yuqing. Shen Yuqing took him back from exorcising demons and headed straight for Yunfu Mountain.

He was on duty outside, and the two of them were arguing loudly in the room. Finally, when he saw Jiang Zhaoxue suddenly pounce on him, he knew he shouldn't stay any longer, so he moved away.

The next morning, he stood in the courtyard and through the open window saw Jiang Zhaoxue standing behind Shen Yuqing, tying his hair.

At this moment, Jiang Zhaoxue was standing behind him, looking exactly the same as he had seen before. He looked at them quietly in the mirror until he heard the sound of light rain outside.

The drizzle fell on his heart, polluting and soaking him bit by bit.

He confirmed his desires and longings, but his expression was no different from usual.

After waiting for a moment, he stood up, calmly pulled Jiang Zhaoxue over, and said gently, "My Lady, the ugly hour is almost here."

"Oh." Jiang Zhaoxue realized what was happening and smiled, "Are you happy?"

"Happy."

Pei Zichen spoke and pulled Jiang Zhaoxue to the couch in the inner room.

The night wind blew, and the wide sleeves of their inner garments intertwined. Wherever they passed, candles went out one by one, until finally they reached the couch, and Pei Zichen pulled her to sit on it.

Then he stood up and lowered the bed curtains.

Although Jiang Zhaoxue couldn't feel the change in light, she felt a little nervous when she heard his rustling. She couldn't help but ask, "Why do you have to lower the bed curtains to detoxify?"

Pei Zichen chuckled when he heard this.

The sound spread in the night, and Jiang Zhaoxue's heart beat slightly faster.

She felt Pei Zichen tentatively lean over and raise his hand to hold hers.

"My Lady," his spiritual power flowed into her body as gently as anyone else's. He seemed to be right in front of her, just inches away from kissing her. She could clearly feel his fragrance, enveloping and swallowing her bit by bit. He seemed to be declaring something, saying seriously yet softly, "I was reprimanded by my master today, and I'm troubled. Could you share your feelings with me again?"

"Okay." Jiang Zhaoxue pretended to be calm. "It's a small matter."

"Thank you, lady."

Pei Zichen smiled and slowly sent his spiritual power into Jiang Zhaoxue's body.

On the other side, in Tianjiyuan, Shen Yuqing's body tilted, and he felt a slight loss of weight, and suddenly woke up from his sleep.

Only after waking up did he realize that he seemed to have been dreaming just now.

He rarely fell asleep unconsciously like this, probably because he was too tired.

He just dreamed about the day he got married two hundred years ago.

At that time, he hated her and himself. He was almost forced by everyone to marry her for the sake of the reputation of the two sects.

But she was very happy.

She seemed to be unable to feel his emotions and was happy on her own. He hated her happy look, but he couldn't help but soften a little at her smile. He accompanied her to get married and signed a Taoist couple contract on the altar of Lingjian Fairy Pavilion.

He had originally forgotten the feeling when he made the contract, but when he thought back on it, he felt that it was more of hatred and pain.

However, he suddenly had a dream tonight. He remembered Jiang Zhaoxue looking at him seriously, smiling and saying, "We are bound together by marriage and will be together through life and death." Then, as they bowed in the hall, she slipped him a small note. When they came down from the altar, he opened the note and saw the words "Jiang Zhaoxue likes Chen Zeyuan" blessed with countless runes. His heart rippled a little.

There is still some joy.

It seems like it’s been too long, two hundred years is too tiring.

He realized in confusion that he seemed to have accepted this matter when they made the contract, and secretly thought that marrying her and torturing her for the rest of her life was better than letting her marry someone else.

He has already accepted this matter, accepted to get married, to share everything with her, her sins will be his sins, and they will spend their lives like this. When the day comes when they have both atone for their sins, perhaps they can start over.

He was all ready, but she actually broke the contract.

Thinking of this, and thinking of her jumping off the cliff with Pei Zichen, he felt a pang of pain in his heart, spreading all the way to his hands.

His whole body ached, his breathing trembled slightly, and he raised his hand to support his forehead.

Remind yourself repeatedly.

Forgive her.

She has always been so willful and ignorant.

She just didn't believe in the Book of Destiny and wanted to protect Pei Zichen. That was nothing. She was atoning for his sins in her own way.

This was her kindness, and he should be thankful that she was also a person with a sense of right and wrong, perhaps different from his, but with her own character.

She loves him.

She just... just because he quarreled with her for Mu Jinyue, and deliberately used Mu Jinyue's voice transmission jade token to promise her dinner, and just because she was jealous, she did such a ridiculous thing.

All because of love for him.

She was ignorant, but she was his wife and he could forgive her.

He found countless reasons to soothe himself. The drizzle fell, and when he was completely calm, footsteps were suddenly heard at the door.

A secret joy welled up in his heart, but he restrained himself from showing it too much. He had to maintain his dignity so as not to let Jiang Zhaoxue know his feelings and become too arrogant.

He listened to the sound, looked up the moment the other party entered, and blurted out: "Jiang..."

The moment the sound came out, he saw the person coming.

Mu Jinyue was holding an umbrella and looked up in surprise when she heard Shen Yuqing's voice.

Thunder roared, and Shen Yuqing stared blankly at the woman in front of him, with anxiety and fear filling his chest.

He looked at the person in front of him and suddenly woke up.

It's the hour of the common people.

Jiang Zhaoxue hasn't come back yet.

His hands trembled slightly, and Mu Jinyue asked doubtfully, "Master?"

As she spoke, she looked around and couldn't help but ask, "Where's the Master's Wife?"

"She..." Shen Yuqing tried her best to control her emotions and said in a hoarse voice, "Something happened to her."

Yes.

Only she was in trouble, or... or Pei Zichen didn't tell her the news.

But why didn't Pei Zichen tell her the news? How could it be possible?

Pei Zichen's personality.

Something must have happened to her.

He suppressed his emotions and stood up, saying calmly: "You go to sleep first, I'll go find someone."

"Master?" Mu Jinyue was surprised. "How did you find it?"

"I'll go find someone."

As he spoke, Shen Yuqing picked up his whisk and walked out quickly.

The wind and the night rain blew into the corridor. He walked hurriedly. He didn't know what he was afraid of. He always felt that something was passing away quietly, but he didn't know what it was.

He could only desperately use the Heart Contract to sense his surroundings, madly expanding his spiritual awareness and trying his best to search every inch of land in the entire capital.

As long as the search function of the Heart Contract is activated, Jiang Zhaoxue will be able to sense it.

She was sending the spiritual power carrying her emotions into Pei Zichen's body, and then Pei Zichen was circulating it back. Pei Zichen's spiritual power happened to be a natural nemesis for fire poison, and he sent it out particularly gently. Jiang Zhaoxue was in a trance, and felt her heartbeat accelerating again and again.

She frowned slightly, and Pei Zichen noticed that she was uneasy and opened his eyes.

His eyes fell on her chest and he said gently, "Lady, what's wrong?"

"Shen Yuqing..." Jiang Zhaoxue spoke with some difficulty.

She panted lightly and said with difficulty: "Looking for me..."

The moment the sound fell, Pei Zichen felt Shen Yuqing's consciousness covering him.

His expression was slightly stern: "Yuan Luo Bow?"

"rest assured."

Yuan Luogong laughed, and black energy emanated from Pei Zichen's body, surrounding Jiang Zhaoxue and blocking Shen Yuqing's prying eyes.

However, the bond of common purpose always exists.

Although Pei Zichen didn't know what was disturbing Jiang Zhaoxue, she knew that there was something in Jiang Zhaoxue's body that allowed her to sense Shen Yuqing at any time.

Is it a Taoist partner contract?

When he thought of that thing, his eyes darkened slightly. Seeing that Shen Yuqing's consciousness was getting stronger and stronger, he simply reached out and gently pulled Jiang Zhaoxue.

Jiang Zhaoxue lost her strength for a moment, leaned on him, and trembled softly: "Zi Chen..."

"My Lady," the black energy spread out, enveloping the two of them more tightly. Jiang Zhaoxue's consciousness gradually blurred. Pei Zichen watched Shen Yuqing's consciousness wandering around vigilantly. He held Jiang Zhaoxue's hand with one hand, transmitting spiritual power, and with the other hand, he pulled her into his arms, completely enveloping her with his own aura, and whispered in her ear, "You are too tired. Lean on me, okay?"

While he was asking questions, black energy quietly emerged from his spiritual power and was sent towards Jiang Zhaoxue.

Jiang Zhaoxue was completely unable to respond. He didn't know what was happening. He just felt as if his whole body was melting in a pool of warm water, floating lightly in the clouds, and could only hum softly through his nose.

Pei Zichen held her completely in his arms, staring at Shen Yuqing's spiritual power roaming around, like a snake coiling around its prey, and completely wrapped Jiang Zhaoxue with his breath and spiritual power.

Shen Yuqing searched for her all night, and he pestered her all night. As dawn approached, Shen Yuqing was in a daze, probably exhausted, and finally regained consciousness.

Pei Zichen was on guard while supplying spiritual power to Jiang Zhaoxue, and it was almost at his limit. When the daylight fell on the bed curtain and Jiang Zhaoxue's fire poison had been suppressed, he finally let go.

At this time, Jiang Zhaoxue had completely lost consciousness. She nestled deeply in his arms, her whole body drenched in sweat. She could only unconsciously murmur, "It's so comfortable."

Pei Zichen listened, glanced sideways at the face of the person on his shoulder, and understood that this was Jiang Zhaoxue's demonic instinct.

Monsters are more sensitive than humans, and this intimate exchange of spiritual energy, especially when he deliberately slowed the flow of spiritual energy to blend with hers, suppressing the fire poison that was causing her pain, made her feel comfortable. Not to mention that he was using the power of the Yuanluo Bow.

The power of the Yuanluo Bow comes from human desires, and is far more likely to confuse people's minds than ordinary spiritual power.

Last night, he was afraid Jiang Zhaoxue would notice something was wrong with him, so when he sent his spiritual power to her, he made her lose consciousness. She retreated into her most confused state, saying whatever she wanted to say and doing whatever she wanted to do. Even if she only mumbled a few words, it was a torment for him.

He was driven to the brink of despair by her, but he dared not offend her.

He was not a young man who could not control himself. He could only take a deep breath and smile helplessly: "Lady..."

Jiang Zhaoxue rubbed his shoulder unconsciously, and he sighed softly.

After getting up and cleaning her with a purification spell, he laid her on the bed.

After covering her with the quilt, he turned around and saw the jade token of sound transmission on the bedside flashing.

Shen Yuqing's name kept jumping around. He glanced at it and subconsciously wanted to move away.

But then I suddenly remembered, why should I hide?

We have come this far, and we just need to keep going all the way.

Realizing what he had done, this matter suddenly became unimportant. He looked up at the sound transmission jade token with cold eyes, bent down and took it from the bedside. Looking at Shen Yuqing's jumping name, he calmly asked: "Is there any way to make Master never disturb the female monarch again?"

His tone was gentle, but Yuan Luogong shuddered with fear. Then he realized that Pei Zichen was doing something bad, and quickly said, "Put my power into this sound transmission jade token and completely isolate Shen Yuqing's spiritual power."

"Will we be discovered?"

"No." Yuan Luogong vowed, "I am a divine weapon!"

"I believe you." Pei Zichen said softly, wrapping a wisp of black energy around it, "If I'm discovered, I will shatter your weapon spirit."

Yuan Luo Gong: "!!!"

Hearing this, Yuan Luogong almost stopped breathing and couldn't help but say, "No." Yuan Luogong couldn't understand, "You...are you growing up too fast?"

"Really?" Pei Zichen watched Shen Yuqing's name slowly fade away. "I just did what I always wanted to do."

The sound transmission jade token soon calmed down, and Pei Zichen put it back to its original place. He turned around and looked at Jiang Zhaoxue who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and his eyes became particularly gentle.

He looked at her, endured for a long time, and finally leaned forward slightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Lady, can you give me a sachet?"

Jiang Zhaoxue vaguely heard Pei Zichen asking something, which came from his soul, as if he wanted something.

She was too lazy to pay attention and just made a "hmm" sound through her nose.

Pei Zichen smiled and reached his hand under the quilt.

After taking the sachet from Jiang Zhaoxue's waist, he moved his gaze to Jiang Zhaoxue's face. His Adam's apple moved slightly. He hesitated for a long time, then tentatively lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead.

Then he set up a barrier, lowered the bed curtains, and left calmly.

When he returned to his room, he lay down on his bed, silently watching the sunlight shine through the curtains and fall into the dim bed tent.

What is he doing?

He was a little dazed, but soon regained consciousness.

The weak follow the rules, the strong make them. Fight for what you want, grab it, and be punished for what you don't want. The feelings you can snatch back are yours.

Follow your heart and you will feel natural.

He had nothing left, only Jiang Zhaoxue was left.

I can lose everything except Jiang Zhaoxue.

Jiang Zhaoxue.

Thinking of the name, he stared at the sachet floating in the air. The fragrance filled the entire bed curtain, and he stared at it quietly.

After a long time, he chuckled

He propped himself up, closed his eyes and kissed the sachet.

His clothes slid down his shoulders, and he knew clearly that there was no turning back.

Thousands of sins and crimes.

There are thousands of mistakes.

Even if I were to harm someone else, I would not regret it.

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The author has something to say: Send out red envelopes as usual.

The gentleman-like yandere is beginning to take shape.

【Small Theater·All People Tonight】

Shen Yuqing: "Waiting for the call."

Pei Zichen: "Hold it in silence"

Jiang Zhaoxue: "Reckless and unrestrained!"

【Small Theater 2】

Pei Zichen: "My Lady, please crown me."

Jiang Zhaoxue: "Ah? Isn't that too hasty?"

Pei Zichen: "Tonight I want to do something that only adults can do. Hurry up and crown me. I'm in a hurry!"

Jiang Zhaoxue: "..."

【Small Theater·3】

Pei Zichen: "So Master is so flirtatious in private, then I must surpass him."

Shen Yuqing: "Give me back my clothes!!!"