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Chapter 1382 Poor Junior Brother Xie
Upon seeing her senior brother, Lord Zhao, Song Chunxue couldn't help but shed tears.
Twenty years of seclusion in the mountains made her feel that she would never see many of these people again in this lifetime.
I never expected to see my senior brother again. After so many years, he has changed the most.
Of all those present, only his hair was gray.
"Oh?"
Lord Zhao looked the unfamiliar man up and down. His refined and gentle eyes were filled with tears. At first glance, the man seemed quite unfamiliar, but upon closer inspection, his eyes were still so gentle and resolute, just like his junior brother's.
"Senior Brother." Song Chunxue stepped forward to greet him, her eyes welling up with tears.
Lord Zhao patted her shoulder forcefully and joked, "You're quite strong. You know what, if you were a man, this is exactly how I would see you: not tall, but you would never be looked down upon. You look like a capable little strongman."
Looking at her senior brother, who was a head taller than her, Song Chunxue wiped away her tears and said irritably, "If you want to say I'm short, just say so."
"Hahahaha, it's not that you're short, it's that we're all too tall. It's fine when we're dressed as women, but now that we're dressed as men... well, we're really short, hahahahaha!"
The others laughed along with him.
"Master Akita... is a woman?" At this moment, a clear female voice, filled with disappointment and astonishment, looked sadly at Song Chunxue.
The others awkwardly lowered their heads, touched their noses and chins, looked at their toes and the hem of their clothes, or coughed twice before sitting down and picking up their teacups to drink tea.
Unfortunately, there weren't enough stools.
Song Chunxue then noticed that Daoist Gushan and Huoxiang were also there.
And this beautiful woman was slowly walking up to her.
Yu Guangzhong caught a glimpse of Xie Zheng laughing at her.
Alright, I've really messed with a woman.
She couldn't help but wipe her cheek, puzzled that her appearance was now so ordinary.
What makes her so special?
“Master Akita, last night I used the time travel technique to see the scene of you saving my father. I am very grateful and also very shocked. In the eyes of ordinary people, I am already of marriageable age.”
"..." Song Chunxue had a bad feeling and looked to Huoxiang for help.
She saved his life out of kindness, not to cause him any romantic troubles.
Moreover, this is just too outrageous.
How could Huo Xiang allow her daughter to fall for a man twenty or thirty years her senior?
Or was he also watching the spectacle with amusement?
Helpless, Huo Xiang lowered her hand and mouthed, "I can't help you either."
The next moment, the girl in front of her took her hand.
Song Chunxue couldn't help but meet her lake-like eyes and subconsciously took a step back.
"Taoist Master." The girl extended her slender, jade-like fingers, the tips of which were slightly cool, and firmly grasped Song Chunxue's hand, while holding her wrist with her other hand.
Song Chunxue felt heat rising from the back of her head; she had never encountered such a difficult situation before.
"Young lady, I am truly a woman, but due to some unavoidable reasons, I can only appear as a man. If you don't believe me..."
"No!" The woman wore a light peach-pink dress, and the green silk ribbons on her delicate floral shoulder ornaments trembled with her movements.
"I don't care that you're a woman, as long as I can see you every time..." As she spoke, the woman covered her mouth and wept, her pearly tears falling down her face, a sight that evoked pity.
Song Chunxue was speechless, but when she turned around, she found that the patchouli was gone.
It seems she'll have to make a quick getaway.
This girl is very stubborn and cannot be indulged; otherwise, it will only harm her.
So, she transformed into a woman right in front of the girl.
Lord Zhao scratched his brow and glanced at Xie Zheng.
Others might not have seen it, but he noticed that Xie Zheng's eyes were fixed, and his fingers were clenched so tightly in his sleeves that they turned white.
"Pfft~" The girl suddenly laughed, grabbed Song Chunxue's arm and shook it, "As expected, the Taoist priest's true appearance is more handsome, I like it too."
Lord Zhao sighed helplessly, his fingers rapidly calculating beneath his sleeve. "No way, no way!"
Poor Junior Brother Xie!
P.S.: Hehe, still at my parents' house, no rush~