Chapter 134 Is she really my sister?: Every spring, the peach blossoms outside the tea town bloom, creating a breathtaking ten-mile-long peach orchard. ...

Every spring, the peach blossoms outside the tea town bloom in full glory, creating a breathtaking ten-mile-long peach orchard.

Many young men and women from nearby towns went out for a spring outing and celebrated the Flower Festival together.

Su Wenxin, who rarely participates in such festivals, was also curious, so at daybreak she dragged Xi Congshuang to the peach grove outside the town to admire the peach blossoms.

The peach orchard was a little distance from the tea town. Although that distance was only a blink of an eye for them, the two of them were mortals and had mortal identities, so they had to use the methods of ordinary people to get to the peach orchard.

Therefore, we need to set off early. If we can't fly on a sword, we'll have to take the oxcart from the neighbor's house.

The old lady next door has a son and a daughter. Her eldest daughter married into a neighboring town years ago, and her son and daughter-in-law went to the city to run a small business and don't come back often. Usually, she only has a five or six-year-old granddaughter to keep her company.

This trip to the peach blossom grove outside town will also allow me to visit my eldest daughter's house, stay overnight, and then return home.

As the morning light shone through the courtyard, a light and quick figure walked past the gate and opened it. Just then, he saw the old lady next door leading her ox to hitch up her cart. Seeing the gate open, he greeted her.

Su Wenxin agreed, and when she turned around, she saw a little girl sitting in front of her house, yawning and rubbing her eyes, calling out to her, "Sister Su."

"Good girl." Su Wenxin stepped out of the door and slipped her a piece of candy.

The girl was much happier and stopped yawning. After thanking him, she put the food into the small cloth bag hanging at her waist, but didn't eat it right away.

She said, "My aunt's younger sister has never eaten this kind of candy before, so I brought some over for her to share."

Su Wenxin said, "There's no need for all that trouble." She gave him another one.

Unexpectedly, there was another pleasant surprise. The girl was even happier and kept trying to please him. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw someone walk out from behind Su Wenxin.

Girl: "Good morning, Sister Su."

The newcomer was stunningly beautiful, with flowing robes. However, her gaze was somewhat vacant as she looked ahead, and when she responded, her eyes would always be a beat behind, moving her neck first before turning her gaze to face the newcomer.

When speaking to someone, first turn your gaze to see who it is, then move your neck in the opposite way.

"Hmm," Xi Congshuang turned to the door of the old lady next door as she heard the voice, "Good morning, Yan Yan."

The old woman led the oxcart over and called out, "Miss Su is here too. My cart is all harnessed now, come on in."

Upon hearing this, Su Wenxin stopped talking to Yan Yan, turned around and took Xi Congshuang's hand as usual, leading her to step onto the bench and sit in the car.

The two of them tacitly agreed not to bring up the matter, as if they had returned to how things were before.

only……

There are still some differences.

When Su Wenxin released Xi Congshuang's hand, she would squeeze it slightly to blatantly show her presence, and then Xi Congshuang would look more helpless.

Even so, it's worth being happy for a little while.

Even happier and busier, Madam Feng forgot about this place, busy preparing for more and more couples to get married, attending wedding after wedding as a matchmaker, and not visiting anyone for half a month.

Once everyone was seated, Su Wenxin didn't rush to get in. She turned around, picked up Yan Yan, and put her in the car before getting in herself.

The nearly eighteen-year-old girl had grown considerably taller than in previous years, from standing up to Xi Congshuang's shoulder to having eyebrows level with her ears. The long sword, which still had no name, could now be worn at her waist, no longer needing to be carried on her back.

His eyebrows are also much more open and relaxed than in previous years, making him look more confident. His sharp and stern temperament remains unchanged, but he has lost some of his restlessness.

If the people from Feixian Palace and the Su family saw her, they definitely wouldn't recognize her as Su Wenxin, who was once criticized as "unteachable." They would mistake her for a reclusive cultivator.

She sat at the back of the car, bending one long leg to prevent the restless Yan Yan from falling off.

The old woman sat in the ox-driving position, looked back at Xi Congshuang sitting in her cart, and suddenly laughed: "Miss Su, with you sitting in my cart, even my old ox looks like a green ox ridden by a deity."

Her words immediately attracted the attention of the other two people in the car. Su Wenxin looked over and saw her reflection in her eyes.

The morning breeze ruffled a strand of Xi Congshuang's long hair hanging down in front of her, more beautiful than a gentle breeze and bright moon. She lowered her eyes and smiled, saying only, "No way."

Suddenly, Su Wenxin was reminded of the first time she met Xi Congshuang.

Even though she was dissatisfied with everything in the world and full of prejudice against the Flying Immortal Palace, when she saw the white-clad figure walking towards her, Su Wenxin was momentarily stunned, thinking that a deity had descended to earth to personally enlighten her.

She was then brought back to her senses by the calls of the surrounding Flying Immortal Palace disciples, and finally realized that she was the young palace master who had caused her to suffer for so many days and lose her tongue.

So she angrily bit the immortal's hand and was taken back to the immortal pavilion.

Su Wenxin's gaze shifted slightly, looking at the back of her hand resting on her knee. The skin on the back of her hand was smooth and delicate, making it impossible to imagine that it had once been bitten so badly that it was red and bleeding.

The bite marks there had long since healed, and they had healed right in front of her. For some reason, thinking back to the past, Su Wenxin felt a pang of regret.

Yan Yan suddenly leaned on Su Wenxin's lap, looked up and asked, "What are you laughing at, Sister Su? I've been looking at you for a long time and you haven't reacted."

Su Wenxin snapped out of her daze and just then noticed Xi Congshuang turning her face forward. She raised her hand and pinched Yan Yan's cheek: "It's nothing."

In less than an hour, the oxcart arrived near the peach blossom grove.

I thought they were early, but I didn't expect there were even earlier people. Although there weren't many, there were even some clever villagers from nearby villages who came to sell tea and pastries.

Yan Yan leaned against the side of the car, her eyes shining: "There are so many people!"

As she spoke, she stepped over Su Wenxin's legs and jumped out of the car.

With a sway of her braid, she landed lightly and was about to run towards the peddler holding up toys when she was immediately grabbed by the collar by a quick-thinking old woman.

This surprised Su Wenxin, who had long since concluded that she was not suitable for cultivation, and she marveled at the boundless potential of children.

However, there is always a higher mountain to climb, and the old lady was an even higher mountain than her. She suppressed people with one palm, preventing them from running away.

While there weren't many people around, Su Wenxin led the person into the peach blossom grove, intending to find a quiet place to settle them down. Xi Congshuang followed closely behind without asking any questions, and Zuo Hou calmly took her seat.

“It’s nice to come out for a walk in this kind of weather. Feeling the breeze will lift your spirits. I thought you would be like you were a couple of years ago and wouldn’t want to come and see me,” Xi Congshuang said, looking up.

Su Wenxin: "..." The hand that was being held did not let go.

She thought to herself that she hadn't brought this up before because Xi Congshuang couldn't bear to see it, and she didn't want to upset her.

After so many years of getting along, Su Wenxin knew perfectly well that Xi Congshuang wouldn't be upset about this; it was just that she cared too much and remained silent.

On the contrary, many opportunities were wasted, but it wasn't really a waste; the trials every night could be considered a rendezvous.

Those who are killed are merely stumbling blocks on the road to their rendezvous.

Thinking of this, Su Wenxin said, "The past is the past, and the present is the present. Just think of it as me growing up."

"You've definitely grown up. Now when someone bumps into my shoulder, it's not my nose anymore, it's my shoulder..." As she spoke, Xi Congshuang's voice held a hint of amusement. "What new gadget have you set your sights on this time?"

"..." Su Wenxin swallowed her previous remarks about growing up. She lowered her voice and said, "I just remembered that I washed the water bag last night and forgot to fill it with water."

She suddenly stood up straight, and Xi Congshuang continued to look up at her. Su Wenxin revealed her true intentions: "We didn't eat anything when we set off. It's strange not to eat all day. I'll go buy some."

Xi Congshuang chuckled: "I'll wait for you here, you can go ahead."

Reluctantly letting go of her hand, Su Wenxin left, turning back every few steps. Xi Congshuang seemed to sense something and called out, "Watch where you're going."

Su Wenxin: "It's impossible for him to fall."

No sooner had she finished speaking than a loud thud was heard. She looked down and saw a brightly blooming flower branch had hit her shoulder, the morning dew wetting her clothes and leaving traces of petals.

Su Wenxin reached out and broke off a flower branch, then suddenly turned back to Xi Congshuang, opened her hand and placed it in her palm: "Here you go."

Then she went, this time without looking back every few steps, and carefully watched the road ahead.

There was also an element of not daring to look back at Xi Congshuang; even just giving her a flower made her ears turn bright red, and she fled as if in a panic.

Xi Congshuang sat in the lush peach blossom grove, holding a branch of flowers in her hand, quietly waiting for the person who had left to return.

As the faint sound of footsteps approached, Xi Congshuang's ears twitched slightly, and she quickly realized that the person was not Su Wenxin.

The approaching person's footsteps were distinct, and their breathing was slightly heavy, which was not the behavior of someone who had cultivated or practiced martial arts.

She remained outwardly calm, secretly gathering her strength in her hands, ready to attack at the slightest sign of her opponent's movement.

Soon, Xi Congshuang's strength gave out because the other party spoke; it was a young woman's voice: "Are you Miss Su from Tea Town?"

Generally speaking, in order to conceal her identity, Xi Congshuang would not have many conversations with outsiders, unless it was the employer who hired her to exorcise evil spirits, and she would not know who the other party was.

Therefore, Xi Congshuang would say: "Zhou is indeed a common surname in the tea town, but there are also quite a few girls with the surname Su. This young lady has mistaken you for someone else."

No matter who it is, pretend you don't know them if they don't recognize you, and pretend you don't know them even more if they do.

Who knows if it might be a cultivator from the cultivation world?

“I didn’t mistake you for someone else.” Hearing the answer, the other party became even more interested. “Madam Feng mentioned you to me. I’ve been too busy to go to the tea town. You are indeed very beautiful.”

Xi Congshuang: "Even if you come to the tea town, without my permission, Madam Feng would never dare to bring you to her door."

With just that one sentence, the cloth shop's daughter knew she had no chance of having any further relationship with this person.

She had helped run her family business since she was a child and had seen many people. She could tell at a glance that the person in front of her was no ordinary person. Her visual impairment did not affect her in the slightest, and she remained proud and aloof.

What the young lady from the cloth shop didn't know was that if she took two more steps closer, she could experience being subtly changed by Xi Congshuang and turning away.

But when she got off the carriage, she saw someone and realized that she was all alone. Without realizing it, she remembered the Miss Su that Madam Feng had told her about.

The daughter of the fabric shop owner chuckled and quickly closed her folding fan: "I never said I was coming to your door. I'll just sit at my family's branch of the fabric shop for a day, and I'll surely see you going to the market to buy groceries, right?"

Xi Congshuang: "I don't need to go out to buy groceries."

"That's true. I heard your sister is taking care of you. You're in charge of earning money, and she's in charge of living expenses." As she spoke, the daughter of the cloth shop smiled again and said slyly, "By the way, is your sister really your sister? She gets very angry whenever she sees me, as if I'm trying to kidnap you. Did she ask Madam Feng about me?"

Upon hearing this, Xi Congshuang finally reacted; she knew that Su Wenxin was coming back.

"Hmm, she's here. I'd better leave." The young lady from the cloth shop quickly unfolded her folding fan and hurried away.

If she didn't leave soon, that menacing little girl would come after her.

I don't know if I was wrong, but I gave a little reminder before leaving. No need to thank me too much.

Although the young lady from the cloth shop had a good impression of Miss Su, whom she had just met, the other party clearly didn't care about her, so she shouldn't go over and annoy her.

Besides, what sisters in the world look so alike?

One set of footsteps moved away, while another approached. Su Wenxin asked, "Who was that person just now... did they want to see you?"

Su Wenxin stopped herself from asking the question in time. Not wanting Xi Congshuang to feel that she was interrogating her, she spoke much more gently afterward.

She could only sit quietly to one side and wait. Surrounded by flowers, Xi Congshuang was completely unaware that she had become part of the beautiful scenery. She quietly held a flower branch in her hand and brought it to her nose to smell it.

Xi Congshuang did not hide anything: "The young lady from the cloth shop in the next town that Madam Feng mentioned."

Su Wenxin was equally unaware that she was being encouraged to become increasingly outspoken: "What did she suddenly say to you?"

Xi Congshuang: "She said you don't look like my sister."

Su Wenxin was taken aback and subconsciously said, "I was never your sister."

What she wanted was not just to be her sister, but to become someone by her side. After saying this, Su Wenxin looked at Xi Congshuang nervously.

She was afraid that her strong resistance would upset the other person, after all, she had been so good to her and always granted her requests...

Xi Congshuang did not react to the denial, and even nodded: "Yeah, it wasn't true. What did you buy? It smells so good."

"I filled the water pouch with tea and bought some pastries, which were steamed this morning and are still warm." Su Wenxin unwrapped the paper package and placed a pretty peach blossom-shaped pastry in her palm.

Xi Congshuang took a bite and, under Su Wenxin's expectant gaze, said, "It's filled with red bean paste, but it's not very sweet."

The two sat together and shared pastries while facing the peach blossom grove.

The more Su Wenxin looked at the peach blossom grove before her, the more she couldn't help but focus her attention on the people around her, and she couldn't help but feel a pang of regret.

The two sat together, the peach blossom grove before them so beautiful, but only they could see it. They wished she could see it too.

A voice suddenly flashed past her ears; it was a warning from the female cultivator of the Su family, her voice low: "Palace Master Xi said that you have a special constitution. She said that if she gouged out your eyes and put them into the eyes of her blind daughter, it might be possible to restore her sight."

She knew then that the female cultivator from the Su family wasn't just spouting nonsense to sow discord; it was very likely true.

Hearing these words, she should have felt angry at being betrayed, but Su Wenxin's first reaction was—if it really worked, she would do it.

There was no reason, I just wanted to.

Thinking this, she gradually moved closer to Xi Congshuang, their shoulders touching, and she applied slight pressure.

"What?" Xi Congshuang thought she had something to say to her, so she leaned closer to listen.

The warm breath brushed against her ear, the heat seemingly traveling through her ear canal straight into her heart. Xi Congshuang remained serious, her hands almost dropping the half-eaten red bean cake.

Su Wenxin wasn't the only one who felt sorry for Su Wenxin. She also deeply regretted not being able to witness Su Wenxin's growth firsthand, to record every change in her with her own eyes, and to feel proud of her.

Su Wenxin leaned down and whispered in Xi Congshuang's ear, "I am willing to offer my eyes to the young palace master, so that the young palace master can also see this beautiful land."

She felt that she must be sick; she wouldn't say such things unless she was completely insane.

Once she made the decision, she would not regret it, no matter what the outcome.

"..."

I thought I was going to hear something else, but this is what I got.

I don't know what I'm thinking about again.

Xi Congshuang raised her hand and gently tapped the head that was leaning against her shoulder. "Don't overthink it. I don't know who told you this, but to be honest, it's useless."

"My eyesight is congenital, and my mother tried everything to cure me but couldn't. Unless my spiritual palace can be repaired and the spiritual energy in my spiritual veins can flow smoothly, I will have no chance to restore my sight. Otherwise, everything I do will be in vain."

Even if she could, she would never agree. How could someone who doesn't want to be treated like a fish on the chopping block and would rather give up surgery than agree to such a thing?

Su Wenxin: "Then I want you to see the human world too. You've always been in the Immortal Pavilion, and the scenery you've seen in your life may not be as much as mine."

“Not necessarily.” Xi Congshuang snorted lightly. “Besides, if you see it, it’s the same if you tell me.”

Su Wenxin tightened her grip on Xi Congshuang's arm: "What if it's like this forever?"

If someone else heard this, they might think they were being cursed and fly into a rage.

Xi Congshuang didn't feel cursed at all: "Then you'll have to suffer and tell me about the scenery along the way for the rest of your life, until my soul dissipates and I cease to exist in this world."

Su Wenxin smiled, believing it to be Xi Congshuang's promise to be with her for life.

She looked at Xi Congshuang countless times, and knew her face by heart.

The other person, however, could never remember what she looked like, not even whether she was round or flat, which made her feel resentful.

Su Wenxin asked again, "Then don't you want to see what I look like? If someone impersonates me and comes looking for you, will you be able to recognize me?"

Xi Congshuang suddenly fell silent. After a moment, she said, "I'm starting to wonder if I shouldn't have asked you to help me copy the story into the jade slip."

This plot sounds familiar; it seems to appear in typical angst-filled stories.

There are often such plots in those kinds of stories: the protagonist is injured in both eyes for various reasons, or can no longer see the face of the person he likes, and is in a stage where he needs to be taken care of and loved, so he develops feelings for another protagonist.

After regaining his sight, a villainous supporting character will impersonate the protagonist's lover, intending to take over everything and reap the benefits without lifting a finger.

The protagonist's lover, who is of humble status, will always endure in silence for various reasons, and will not dare to tell the protagonist that she exists.

Often, after a period of physical and emotional torment, when you no longer believe me, I owe you nothing, you no longer love me, and I no longer hate you, the outcome may be either a peaceful farewell or a happy ending for everyone.

The storybook Xi Congshuang recently read had the former ending.

After a series of unexpected events, one of the main characters, a woman, is injured and loses all her memories. She then marries the other man. One day, she brushes past her former lover on the street and they never see each other again.

"..."

Because of her poor eyesight, she used to be able to read books on jade slips in the Immortal Pavilion. Although the jade slips in the Immortal Pavilion's study were convenient, she had read the few remaining storybooks dozens of times, and the contents were already memorized.

When I was young, I was busy cultivating, and I would only read stories in my spare time. Besides, my eyesight was fine back then, so there was no need to record them into jade slips and read them with my divine sense.

A moment of laziness has harmed my future self hundreds of years later, leaving me with no time to look back.

Upon returning to the mortal realm, Xi Congshuang was not flustered at all, feeling as happy as if she were returning to her hometown.

Of course, she had to seize the opportunity to read them thoroughly. Every time the bookstore released a new storybook, Su Wenxin would buy it for her. But those were just words; the person who would engrave them into jade slips for her was none other than Su Wenxin.

But now, Xi Congshuang is a little hesitant.

While she hesitated, Su Wenxin had already pressed her head against Xi Congshuang's arm, openly embracing her.

Having long been accustomed to this, Xi Congshuang earnestly told Su Wenxin, "I won't mistake anyone. No matter what, I won't mistake someone for someone else."

Some things need to be made clear in advance, so that she doesn't forget him in the martial world, otherwise the Xuankun Continent will be doomed.

Having never mistaken anyone in countless lifetimes, how could I mistake someone just because I can't see?

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