At the critical moment, Jing Zhe came up with a solution.

"My three older sisters, come here."

As he spoke, Jing Zhe pushed the three of them from behind and led them forward, where they came to a peach tree.

The peach trees in Peach Blossom Temple must have been planted for many years. The thinnest ones are as thick as a thigh. Jing Zhe specially chose the thickest one, which is just as thick as two people's waists. It's too big to hug.

With such a thick trunk, the tree naturally has lush branches and leaves, with clusters of peach blossoms and a verdant, verdant landscape.

"Zhe'er, what are you doing here?"

Lin Wan'er asked curiously.

Jing Zhe chuckled twice but didn't answer. Instead, he placed his hands on the thick peach tree trunk and started shaking it—the scene was actually quite bizarre. A slender young man, whose body wasn't even as thick as the tree, was standing under it and shaking it. Logically speaking, he shouldn't have been able to shake it.

But the results were quite different.

Having already reached the Grandmaster level, Jing Zhe's internal strength was far beyond that of ordinary people. With a gentle shake, the peach tree, as thick as a person's embrace, swayed from side to side as if it were a small tree.

The peach blossoms, falling like rain, pattered down from the trees, turning the world pink.

Qingqiu, Pei Yunxi, and Lin Wan'er stood under the tree, and in a short while, they were covered with peach blossoms. The three women looked up and watched as pink petals fell from the sky, landing on their heads, their bodies, and the ground. The surroundings immediately became a pink ocean, and their watery eyes sparkled with dazzling light.

"When I was little, I said I would shake a tree full of osmanthus blossoms for my sisters. Now that there are no osmanthus trees, I can only use peach blossoms instead!"

Jing Zhe said with a smile.

As the peach blossoms fell, the three women's thoughts drifted back to Jingzhou many years ago, to that small garden filled with memories. The image of a group of children running around the osmanthus tree and six little girls shaking osmanthus blossoms for a little boy was still vivid in their minds.

In the blink of an eye, life has become peaceful and serene. That little boy has grown into a young man who can shelter them from the wind and rain and shake trees to sprinkle flowers for them.

The three women pursed their lips, their eyes sparkling.

Finally, Lin Wan'er broke the silence: "Zhe'er, at least you have a heart—but this doesn't count. You promised to shake a tree full of osmanthus blossoms for us, so this peach blossom rain doesn't count."

Jing Zhe smiled and said, "Seventh Sister is right, but it's too easy to shake a tree full of osmanthus blossoms. When we get back to Jingzhou, we'll renovate and expand the old house properly, and I'll be able to shake a tree full of osmanthus blossoms for you sisters this Mid-Autumn Festival!"

Upon hearing him mention the old house in Jingzhou, all three women showed longing expressions. They hadn't been back to the old house in a very, very long time, and even when Qingqiu went back, she was alone, only experiencing nostalgia at the sight of the old house. So, the thought of them all gathering at the old house again was truly something to look forward to…

The subtle atmosphere among the four people eased with the shower of peach blossoms from Jing Zhe's tree. Pei Yunxi said something to Qingqiu, who then stepped forward and said, "It's a rare occasion to come to the Peach Blossom Festival. Wan'er originally planned to come early this morning, but then Fourth Sister suddenly showed up, so she decided not to come. Luckily, Zhe'er is here too, so you two can enjoy yourselves on the mountain!"

"Third sister...where are you and fourth sister?"

Lin Wan'er was intelligent and quick-witted, and naturally understood Qingqiu's good intentions. He simply wanted to create an opportunity for her and Jing Zhe to be alone together. Touched, she asked a question.

Qingqiu took Pei Yunxi's hand and smiled, "Yunxi came to Qingyun Sect to find me, and originally planned to stay there. But Wan'er, you also went, so I didn't help her tidy up the house and her luggage. Since we have some time, I'll take Yunxi to Qingyun Sect to settle in."

Lin Wan'er didn't ask any more questions, because she really had a lot to say to Jing Zhe. Thinking of her two older sisters, she watched them go down the mountain.

...

After the two women left, Lin Wan'er naturally took Jing Zhe's hand. Compared to her other sisters, Lin Wan'er seemed to get along with Jing Zhe more naturally and intimately, without any awkwardness despite it being their first meeting after so many years.

This is understandable. Firstly, it's Lin Wan'er's personality. Secondly, when they were young, Lin Wan'er was closest to Jing Zhe. They were so close that even if the other older sisters were jealous of each other, they would never be jealous of Lin Wan'er. Besides her beauty, the most important reason was that she and Jing Zhe were the same age and were inseparable every day. They seemed to have endless things to talk about. The other older sisters took it for granted that the two of them would be together.

If Jing Zhe and Liu Jinghong can be considered childhood sweethearts, then his relationship with Lin Wan'er is even closer than that of childhood sweethearts. The two women practically occupied most of Jing Zhe's childhood.

This may also be why Qingqiu and Pei Yunxi were willing to leave and give all their time to Lin Wan'er.

Because...she truly deserves it!

"Zhe'er, you really do keep your word!"

Lin Wan'er held Jing Zhe's hand with one hand, and touched Jing Zhe's face with her other hand in a very affectionate and intimate way.

Jing Zhe thought she was talking about the peach blossom rain and laughed, "Seventh Sister should know a lot about this. I've always kept my word since I was little. But Seventh Sister also said that today's peach blossom rain doesn't count. When we get back to Jingzhou, I'll shake a tree full of osmanthus blossoms. That's when I'll keep my word!"

Lin Wan'er glanced at him and laughed, "I wasn't talking about this peach blossom rain!"

"Not a rain of peach blossoms?"

Jing Zhe asked in surprise, "What is it?"

"that is…"

At this point, Lin Wan'er paused, her cheeks flushing slightly, "You said you wanted all of my sisters to become your wives!"

"..."

Jing Zhe opened his mouth, but no words came out.

Then Lin Wan'er said, "I heard from Third Sister that Second Sister and Fifth Sister have both become your wives? And Sixth Sister, she's been writing to me a lot lately, bragging about it so much! After all these years, it seems like there's finally one thing she's ahead of me in!"

Because Lin Wan'er and Jing Zhe were the closest when they were young, the other older sisters couldn't do anything about it, even if they were envious and jealous. Although Zhou Ziqiong and Lin Wan'er were the closest, they were also competitive with each other.

Zhou Ziqiong had "won over" Jing Zhe before Lin Wan'er, so naturally she wanted to show off. The letter was overflowing with Versailles-like charm, which made Lin Wan'er both angry and amused. However, Zhou Ziqiong was far away in Ruzhou, and Lin Wan'er couldn't see or touch her, so she could only ask Jing Zhe for confirmation.

Jing Zhe scratched his head and laughed, "Well... that's true."

But she immediately asked, "Seventh Sister, did Third Sister tell you all this?"

Lin Wan'er nodded.

"Didn't your third sister tell you about herself? And your fourth sister too?"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Lin Wan'er's eyes widened, and she asked incredulously, "You don't mean that Third Sister and Fourth Sister have also become your wives?"

Jing Zhe shrugged, expressing his helplessness: "I'm a little embarrassed, but that's just how things are, that's the situation..."

"..."

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