Chapter 10

Uncle and nephew staying at the same inn◎

Pei Xueyan felt a warm current instantly flow through her body, and her fatigue dissipated considerably. She couldn't help but sigh with comfort.

Jiang Qiye only gave her a little spiritual power, which is enough to strengthen the body for an ordinary person.

Moreover, it was his highest-level magic power from the Qingzong Sect.

Soon, Pei Xueyan felt refreshed and much more energetic.

These days, very few people have been kind to her. A surge of warmth welled up in her heart, and she couldn't help but show her little tiger teeth, smiling as she said, "Third Uncle's internal strength is amazing. Thank you, Third Uncle. Third Uncle is so good to me."

He called him "Third Uncle" sweetly, but Jiang Qiye kept his head down and didn't say a word.

He's not good at all.

He is bad.

Because in the end, he still had to kill her.

It's best not to develop too many feelings.

But how can she condense her core without developing feelings for him?

What a contradiction!

He gently massaged her ankle for a few more moments before releasing it and gently setting it down, his voice low and husky: "Let's go."

Pei Xueyan's cheeks flushed slightly. In this life, apart from her father, no one had ever touched her feet, let alone made any moves on her body.

Is it okay for a man to touch a woman's body so gently?

Why does my mother always seem to be in pain? It's so strange.

She straightened her skirt and quickly caught up with Jiang Qiye.

Third Uncle is really strange. He was entrusted by Father to take care of her, so why can't he be closer to her?

They are related by blood, after all.

As she passed by the stream, she scooped up some water with both hands and drank a few mouthfuls. Feeling lighter, she also felt better. She casually broke off a reed and twirled it in her hand, exuding a girlish ease.

Jiang Qiye was curious about her state of mind. Despite having experienced the assassination of her parents, she was able to remain so emotionally stable, as if the pain had never left a trace.

She's still that same heartless female demon.

"Hurry up, at this pace, when will we reach the inn?"

Pei Xueyan skipped forward two steps with girlish excitement, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him: "We're not sleeping outside tonight? Can we really stay at an inn?"

Jiang Qiye felt a pang of sympathy, thinking she was somewhat pitiful.

They must have suffered a lot these days, enduring wind and rain without even a proper meal or a warm bed.

He softened his tone: "With me here, you can sleep indoors and won't have to eat leftovers."

The girl instantly beamed with joy, her eyes crinkling with happiness. She no longer cared whether the uncle was real or not; however, since he was so kind to her, they must be related by blood.

She ran quickly to Jiang Qiye, then walked backwards, looking up at him with a serious yet childlike tone: "Third Uncle, you've been so good to me. When I visit my father and mother's graves in the future, I'll definitely speak well of you and tell them that you haven't let them down!"

Looking at her lively and cheerful face, Jiang Qiye found it refreshing to see the bright and radiant young girl compared to the always crying Miss Xue. He couldn't help but smile.

"Watch out for pebbles."

He spoke up to remind him.

Wearing her new light green dress, Pei Xueyan moved through the lush forest, blending seamlessly with the surrounding vegetation, which made her appear even more delicate and graceful, and exceptionally beautiful.

The two quickened their pace and walked for a long time before finally arriving in the city before sunset.

As soon as I entered the city gate, I was greeted by a cacophony of voices.

The bustling crowds, the sounds of vendors hawking their wares, and the enticing aromas instantly whetted one's appetite.

Pei Xueyan's mouth was practically watering. Unable to resist any longer, she boldly stretched out her hand and said with a smile, "Third Uncle, here's some money."

"Stay in the hotel first."

She pouted and said deliberately, "Are you just being stingy with your money?"

Jiang Qiye took the money pouch off his waist and threw it directly into her hand: "I'm going to 'Xin Dian Restaurant' up ahead. Come find me quickly after you're done."

Pei Xueyan caught the heavy purse and was immediately overjoyed before going shopping.

Jiang Qiye watched her run away and went to "Xin Dian Restaurant" without thinking much about it.

He never imagined she would disappear with such a small amount of money. He ordered a table full of dishes and waited for a long time, but she never came back.

Feeling a growing unease, Jiang Qiye got up and walked to the door, but Pei Xueyan was nowhere to be seen.

Young and playful, he wouldn't go home for a long time.

With a slight frown, he casually took out a spirit feather from his sleeve, condensed a wisp of spiritual power at his fingertips, and sent the spirit feather floating into the air, following Pei Xueyan's aura.

Jiang Qiye had little appetite to begin with, so he instructed the waiter to warm it up and send it back to his room in a little while.

Because they are from out of town, their names need to be recorded.

The innkeeper asked, "Young master, how many people are staying at the inn?"

“Two people,” Jiang Qiye replied calmly.

"Logged in".

"Chen Weian in Yucheng, Jiang Qiye in Qingzong."

Shopkeeper, take note. You can tell this young man is handsome and well-bred; he's clearly from a wealthy family.

He immediately smiled and recommended, "There are two more private rooms on the second floor. They have a nice view and are very quiet. Would you like that, sir?"

He lowered his eyes and said, "One room."

The shopkeeper hesitated for a moment, then didn't dare ask any more questions.

He knew nothing about the other person's age or identity, but it was rare for couples to share a room.

However, the gender of the person named "Wei An" in the newspaper is unclear.

Having traveled all day and exhausted himself, Jiang Qiye returned to his reserved room and sat down on the edge of the bed to meditate, hoping to take a moment to recuperate.

A moment later, the spirit feather flew back and gently landed in his palm.

He reached out and withdrew his hand, sensing the direction of the returning aura.

With a flash, he arrived outside the city.

This woman actually took the money and ran away on her own?

How long can this money sustain us?

Seriously, they have no brains.

How heartless!

Jiang Qiye felt angry. Had he treated her badly?

He massaged her legs to relieve her fatigue, bought her new clothes, and gave her his purse directly, treating her like a lover.

On a path outside the city, Pei Xueyan was sitting happily on the back of a little donkey, holding the reins and walking slowly forward.

I don't know if I'm seeing things, but I saw her wealthy and mysterious third uncle standing in front of me.

His face was as cold as ice.

Realizing there was no escape, she quickly jumped off the donkey, looking surprised. She walked up to Jiang Qiye and said with a smile, "Third Uncle, why did you leave the city? I've been looking for you everywhere! It's getting dark, I'm so scared, let's go back to the city quickly."

She spoke without batting an eye, managing to twist her escape into a coincidence of "finding her third uncle."

They even blamed the reason on Jiang Qiye.

Jiang Qiye looked at her blatantly lying and muttered, "She's really shameless."

The voice wasn't loud, so Pei Xueyan probably didn't hear it clearly.

With such lightness skill, internal strength, and keen observation, she easily found herself; she knew she couldn't escape.

Her little tricks couldn't fool him, and all her struggles were in vain, so she had no choice but to obediently follow him to the inn.

When they returned to the inn, the waiter was already waiting downstairs. Upon seeing the two of them return, he immediately greeted them with a fawning smile and led them upstairs: "You two are finally back! Your rooms have been prepared for you, and hot water has been served. Please come in and enjoy yourselves!"

There's nothing wrong with what he said, but when paired with the waiter's ambiguous look, it just seems so strange.

Without thinking much, she pushed open the door and went into the room. Just as she was about to close the door, Jiang Qiye reached out and blocked her wrist.

Pei Xueyan's eyes widened suddenly, her voice filled with disbelief: "Third...Third Uncle? We...we're going to share a room?"