Chapter 110 110 "Open it quickly and see what good things your brother-in-law gave you...

Zhao Qingluan pushed the door open and saw Lin Wan sprawled on the edge of the bed. There was a pool of blood beneath the bed, and blood was also on the corners of her mouth and chin. He was so frightened that his face turned pale. He quickly put down his suitcase and ran over. He didn't care to avoid suspicion and helped her up. "Junior Sister Lin, what happened to you?"

Lin Wan picked up a silk handkerchief from the bedside and wiped the corner of her mouth, shaking her head. "It's nothing serious. I'm sorry I scared you, Senior Brother."

Zhao Qingluan: "Junior Sister Lin, if you don't mind, I'll take your pulse."

Lin Wan extended her hand: "Thank you, Senior Brother."

Zhao Qingluan muttered "offense," placed his fingers on the woman's slender wrist, and frowned. "Junior Sister, your liver qi is stagnant and your heart fire is raging. What happened?"

Lin Wan lowered her eyes and smiled, "I just lie here doing nothing all day, what could possibly happen to me?"

Although she was smiling, Zhao Qingluan could not help but see the sadness and bitterness in her smile, and her heart was gripped.

Although Master had forbidden them from discussing Junior Sister Lin's injury, there was no such thing as a completely impenetrable wall. That day, when Master rushed into the medicine room carrying the severely injured Junior Sister, his own Qi Sea was drained.

In the sect, there was no one who could use sword energy to severely injure Junior Sister in front of Master, and Master did not pursue the matter, except for the one from Dragon Ridge Peak.

Sure enough, a few days later he heard that his junior sister had offended Immortal Master Ling Yue for some reason, was seriously injured by the sword formation on Dragon Ridge Peak, and rolled down from the Xuanbing Steps.

It is unknown why Junior Sister, such a simple and kind girl, offended Immortal Master Ling Yue.

Zhao Qingluan looked at his beloved's pale, haggard face and bitter, depressed expression, and couldn't help but feel a surge of anger from the bottom of his heart: "Junior Sister, please don't think I'm meddling in other people's business. What exactly is wrong with your injury?"

Lin Wan shook her head with tears in her eyes: "Brother, please don't ask."

"Although there's nothing I can do, it will be a little better if I speak out what's been pent up in my heart," said Zhao Qingluan.

Lin Wan looked up at the medicine box and said, "Brother, please give me the medicine."

Zhao Qingluan then remembered that she was here to deliver medicine. She quickly stood up, opened the medicine box, took out today's spiritual liquid and pills, and poured warm water for her to take.

Lin Wan comes from a prominent family. Although she doesn't put on airs, she has the noble and awe-inspiring air of a girl from an aristocratic family, which makes people afraid to approach her. But today, perhaps because she is particularly sad and fragile, the distance between them seems to have suddenly shortened.

She was not as particular about the distinction between men and women as usual, and drank water and took medicine from his hand, which made Zhao Qingluan's face turn red, and she could hardly hide her thoughts.

Lin Wan took the medicine and borrowed a clean handkerchief from him to wipe the water stains from the corners of her mouth. Then she half leaned back on the pillow, slightly closing her eyes: "Big Brother is right. If you keep those things in your heart, sooner or later you will give rise to inner demons."

Zhao Qingluan was surprised and said, "How did it come to this? Little Junior Sister, don't let your imagination run wild!"

Lin Wan shook her head. "I'm sure you, Senior Brother, have heard about why I entered Taiyan."

Zhao Qingluan nodded shyly: "I've heard a little about it."

Lin Wan: "Big Brother, don't be ashamed. I have never thought of hiding anything. I entered Taiyan and changed my sword skills to follow Immortal Venerable Ling Yue. Back then, when I was captured by the demon cultivator, he saved my life. I don't ask for anything, I just want to see him once, but..."

She choked and couldn't continue, tears welling up in her eyes.

Zhao Qingluan was at a loss, wanting to comfort her but not daring to get close.

Lin Wan continued, "Senior Brother asked me why I was injured, so I told you the truth. That day, the Immortal Venerable summoned a female cultivator who was participating in a trial to question her about the trial. Since I happened to be in the same secret realm as her, Master took me with him. As a result, after the female cultivator entered, the Immortal Venerable's sword formation began to attack me, and even Master couldn't stop me... I just wanted to see him, so why did he treat me so cruelly?"

She was originally 30% real and 70% acting, but now it became 100% real, and tears kept flowing out.

Zhao Qingluan awkwardly consoled him, "The Immortal Venerable cultivates the Way of Mercy, and has always been like this. He hates it most when people disturb him uninvited. We have been disciples for many years and know this all too well. However, Junior Sister broke the rules unintentionally, and this punishment is truly inhumane."

Lin Wan cursed him in her heart as "idiot", but smiled sadly on her face: "No matter how strict the rules are, the Immortal Venerable has made an exception now, hasn't he?"

He paused and said, "My senior brothers and sisters have been disciples for many years, but many of them have never even seen him. Only those who have just entered the sect through trials can receive personal guidance from him every now and then, not to mention some others..."

Zhao Qingluan was speechless. The recent incident of Ling Yue Immortal Venerable's inner garment had been spreading like wildfire in the sect, overshadowing all the major events in the Three Realms. When the disciples met, they hardly talked about anything else but were secretly discussing the mysterious junior sister who could obtain Ling Yue Immortal Venerable's inner garment as soon as she entered the sect.

However, regarding the Zhongyi incident, there were also different opinions among the disciples. Some believed that Zhongyi was irrefutable evidence, while many others believed that there might be some misunderstanding or rumors.

Moreover, although he had heard that the junior sister was beautiful and lovely, he absolutely did not believe that Immortal Master Ling Yue could be impressed by appearance.

Lin Wan naturally didn't believe that He Huan woman had such ability. After all, if there really was something going on between the two of them, why would the Immortal Venerable want the middle garment back? It was obvious that he was anxious to distance himself from He Huan woman.

However, she couldn't help but start to suspect that the Hehuan girl was hooking up with her third uncle, perhaps using her as a raft, with the ultimate goal of getting close to the Immortal Master Ling Yue.

Zhao Qingluan also tended to think there was something going on: "Perhaps it was a misunderstanding. The Immortal Venerable was born into the ruthless path, so it's impossible for him to be moved by beauty in just a few days."

Lin Wan: "Beauty is definitely not an option. Perhaps Junior Sister Su has some other outstanding qualities."

Zhao Qingluan: "Little Junior Sister, do you recognize that Junior Sister?"

Lin Wan: "During the trial, she and I happened to enter the same secret realm."

"So it's her? Then what is her identity and background? Junior Sister, I believe you know something about it."

"She is a disciple of the Yunyu Sect. Although she hasn't established her foundation yet, she is very capable and has good vision. As soon as she entered the secret realm, she won the favor of the realm spirit. With his protection all the way, she passed the trial unscathed."

After a pause, he said, "It's understandable. After all, not everyone has the strength to rely on. Being able to rely on others is also a skill. But for some reason, after they watched over me all night together, that realm spirit seemed to have a grudge against me, repeatedly targeting me. I got so angry that I retorted a few times. If I had known I would fail the trial because of this, I would have just endured it."

She spoke cryptically, but Zhao Qingluan had already understood: "With this kind of means, even if you are lucky enough to get in, you won't get far! Don't worry, Junior Sister, this kind of person can only be glorious for a while, and will eventually reveal his true colors. Who is the Immortal Venerable? How could he be deceived by him?"

Lin Wan: "Why would I doubt the Immortal Venerable? He's only in his twenties this year, and he's been secluded indoors for years. He's never seen such tricks before. What if he's been bewitched..."

Zhao Qingluan's face flashed with indignation, and then she sighed again: "It's hard for my little sister to be treated like this and still only care about the Immortal Venerable... Have you ever told Master about this?"

Lin Wan grabbed his sleeve and said anxiously, "Big Brother, please don't tell Master about this. He and the Immortal Master have already had a rift over my affairs. I can't involve Master in these matters anymore. Besides, Master is kind and gentle, while that Junior Sister is very cunning. Master will just think we're overthinking it. Forget it."

Zhao Qingluan lowered her head: "But can we just do nothing? This would be too unfair to my junior sister..."

Lin Wan slowly released her grip on his sleeve, raised her head, smiled brightly, and exhaled: "I finally got it out. I feel much better. Fortunately, Senior Brother comforted me."

Zhao Qingluan's face turned red like a cooked shrimp: "I am so happy that my junior sister can trust me and tell me her true feelings..."

"Let's just talk about this in private. Big Brother, please don't tell anyone else, lest the Immortal Master think I'm spreading rumors," Lin Wan said. "Big Brother is right. That kind of person can't always toy with others."

Zhao Qingluan talked to her for a long time until Taoist Master Ci'en sent a message to ask him to go to the alchemy room, and then he reluctantly left the medicine house.

Lin Wan waited until he left the door, performed purification spells on the place where he had stood and the chair where he had sat, and then closed her eyes to think.

Zhao Qingluan is easily influenced, gullible, and easily manipulated, but she is neither courageous nor impulsive enough. She is like a blunt knife, which cannot be sharpened overnight and needs to be sharpened for a while.

Maybe it was because she was overthinking it, but a few days later she had that nightmare again.

It was the same routine every time - she would suddenly wake up in the middle of the night with a palpitation, open her eyes and find a faceless man in black standing by the bed. Without saying a word, he pried open her mouth, poured a strange and nauseating drug into her mouth, and then began to interrogate her in a monotonous voice like he was interrogating a criminal.

Then she would pour out everything she should and shouldn't say, even the most secretive thoughts.

Although nothing particularly scary happened in the dream, the feeling of having her innermost thoughts turned out for others to examine was enough to make her feel anxious all day long.

The faceless man finished taking the medicine, waited for a moment, and then spoke from his abdomen: "Has anything unusual happened in the past few days?"

Lin Wan gritted her teeth and said, "I wonder what means that Hehuan girl used..."

Before she could finish her words, the faceless man raised his hand and pointed at her forehead. Then a bolt of lightning struck her head, causing her to have a splitting headache.

The faceless man said coldly: "Talk about your own business."

Lin Wan then told Zhao Qingluan about her new discovery that might be of use to her.

Fu Tingyun was currently in a small courtyard at the foot of Dragon Ridge Peak, secretly washing her master's underwear and clothes while she was soundly asleep. These things could not be left to anyone else—not even a square-headed puppet.

While washing clothes, he listened to the real-time messages coming from the Wuji Palace puppet.

Today he just sent the puppet to do routine drug testing and to find out about the "female protagonist's" whereabouts. He didn't expect that he would really get something out of it.

He placed the half-washed underwear back into the basin, dried his hands, made a hand gesture, and manipulated the puppet in the medicine room and asked, "What do you want?"

Lin Wan: "I will expose her and let the Immortal Master and everyone else see her true face!"

Faceless Man: "What's your plan?"

Lin Wan showed a smug smile: "I want to instigate Zhao Qingluan to give the Immortal Venerable an aphrodisiac, and then frame that Hehuan woman."

Faceless Man: "Are you sure you can drug him?"

Lin Wan: "Originally, the Immortal Venerable stayed in Wuji Palace and couldn't find any opportunities. But since he accepted this group of disciples, he has been coming down the mountain to teach every now and then. He has always found an opportunity to take advantage of."

"Besides, there's no need to actually make it happen. All we need to do is let the Immortal Venerable discover it, and then search the Hehuan woman's residence to find the same medicine."

Faceless Man: "Aren't you afraid he'll find out it was you who did it?"

Lin Wan: "Zhao Qingluan wanted to go on his own. What does it have to do with me? I won't be so stupid as to get involved. Zhao Qingluan won't even know that I was deliberately guiding him. He will just think that it was all his own idea and his own doing from beginning to end."

Fu Tingyun retracted his magic, and the faceless puppet continued its routine questioning: "Is there anything unusual in your soul?"

Lin Wan: “No.”

The faceless puppet raised his hand and pointed at her brow: "This is a dream."

Lin Wan's eyes suddenly became blank. She nodded and murmured, "This is a dream."

After saying this, he fell onto the pillow and fell silent.

…

It's time for the sword-fighting class once every seven days.

Su Xiaoyuan had a premonition that her lower abdomen was aching since last night, and sure enough, her period arrived a few days early that morning.

She didn’t know if it was because she had eaten the Qigong Pills for lunch a few times, or because she had a lot more homework to do after joining Taiyan, but she had dysmenorrhea again after a few months.

Fortunately, the foundation that the puppet had adjusted for her was still there, so she didn't feel excruciating pain like before, just a vague discomfort. It was not impossible for her to force herself to go to the sword class.

Under normal circumstances, she would have endured and gone, but today happened to be her birthday - her real birthday, but she was not feeling well, the person she wanted to see was not there, and she had to force herself to see the person she was afraid of. It was too miserable.

She hesitated for a long time, but finally sent a message to her best friend, asking her to help her ask for leave.

Ruan Mianmian was very anxious after hearing this: "Does it hurt a lot? I'll take some time off to accompany you. I'll ask Yu Yingchun to give us extra lessons later."

It’s not that Su Xiaoyuan is not moved. She would be much happier if Kaishan could spend the day with her.

But she also knew how rare it was to have the opportunity to be personally instructed by Immortal Master Ling Yue, and that it could not be made up by relying on extra lessons from classmates, so she couldn't be so selfish.

"No need to open the mountain, it doesn't hurt that much actually. I just wanted to take the opportunity to be lazy. You go to class, study hard and come back to teach me."

Ruan Mianmian was still hesitant. Su Xiaoyuan repeatedly assured her that she was fine alone. Then she said, "Then if you feel unwell, let me know immediately."

"Okay, don't worry."

"Xiao Yuanzi, you are here to nourish your brother-in-law. You don't have to work so hard in class. You have been too busy lately." Ruan Mianmian said.

"I have a good command of the mountain, and it's not too hard. I am enjoying learning."

After being a good student for more than ten years, she still couldn't feel at ease to be the last one in the class. Although Tai Yan's subjects were a bit difficult for her, they were very interesting, especially the talismans, formations, divination and astrology. She unexpectedly discovered that she seemed to have a little talent.

Even if the practice of collecting and replenishing energy fails, it is still a very good experience to learn something interesting and enrich yourself in the last days.

The two best friends chatted for a few more minutes, and then Ruan Mianmian said, "You don't have classes today anyway, so you can sleep a little longer."

Su Xiaoyuan had exactly this in mind. After disconnecting the communication, she put the mirror into the box, closed her eyes peacefully, and went back to sleep.

Fu Tingyun returned to Wuji Palace before dawn, meditating while waiting for the morning sword class.

He hated seeing people the most in his life, and did not enjoy being looked up to by others, nor did he have any intention of teaching. However, doing these things could allow those eyes to stare at him for an hour every seven days, so the cost was negligible.

And he knew that today was her birthday, her real birthday, the day she hadn't told even the puppet man or her insightful friend, a day only he knew - although the means were not very glorious, but only he knew it.

He also knew how people celebrated birthdays in her world, and had made a lot of preparations for it in the past few days.

He planned to find an excuse to keep her after class, and then take her down the mountain to let her have an unforgettable birthday.

He wanted to change into her favorite clothes, but was afraid of being too obvious, so he continued to wear his everyday white clothes, but changed his headband to red.

Would she notice? He finally counted the hours until it was time for class, and boarded the crane carriage, feeling uneasy.

The crane carriage soon arrived at Tongyuntai.

He glanced over and saw that she had not arrived yet.

It wasn't surprising, as she always slept well, and he had told the puppet not to wake her up too early.

People had almost arrived and it was time for class. He didn't see the familiar figure, but instead waited for her friend to ask for leave.

She is not feeling well.

No wonder she looked a little pale last night and unconsciously snuggled into his arms when she slept.

How could he be so careless that he didn't notice her abnormality at that time?

He could hardly help but turn around and leave, immediately flying to her side on his sword.

But a sudden thought flashed through his mind and stopped him.

He wasn't the person she wanted to see when she wasn't feeling well.

His presence in her presence would only make matters worse.

He clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms and causing them to bleed.

He said to Ruan Mianmian, "In that case, you should go back and accompany her. I will make up for your lessons in a few days."

Ruan Mianmian was already worried about her best friend, so she was naturally delighted to hear him say that. After bowing and thanking him, she hurriedly rode away on a crane.

Who knew that halfway through the flight, someone on a crane suddenly caught up with them and said, "Thank you, Fairy, for staying."

She turned around and saw a strange disciple wearing a deacon's uniform.

She asked the crane carriage to stop, and the steward introduced himself: "I am a disciple of the Wuji Palace steward, and I am here on the orders of the Immortal Lord to deliver some gifts and a message."

As he spoke, he held up a food box and said, "This is a cake someone gave to the Immortal Venerable. He said he doesn't like sweets. I'd like to ask the Fairy to bring it to Junior Sister Su and wish her a speedy recovery."

Ruan Mianmian was surprised and quickly took it and thanked him.

The deacon left after delivering the things. Ruan Mianmian was curious about what was in the food box along the way, but since it was a gift from her brother-in-law to her little Yuanzi, of course she had to open it with her own hands.

After a while, they arrived at their best friend's house. Su Xiaoyuan had already gotten up and was reviewing her astrology homework. She was very surprised to see her best friend.

Ruan Mianmian put the food box on the table and rubbed her hands: "Open it quickly and see what good things your brother-in-law gave you."

"Everyone said that the pastries were given to him by someone else." Although she said so, Su Xiaoyuan was also very confused.

Not only did the teacher grant the student leave when he was sick, but he also went so far as to send cakes as a token of his sympathy. This was far too thoughtful and did not seem like the character of Immortal Master Ling Yue.

She opened the paper and the lid of the box, her eyes widened in surprise, and then her eyes turned red.

"What's wrong, little Yuanzi?" Ruan Mianmian was startled. Isn't this a pastry? It just looks a little strange, but it smells quite fragrant. Even though it was a gift from Ling Yue Xianzun, it shouldn't be so scary that it makes her cry.

Su Xiaoyuan muttered to herself in a dreamlike voice: "It's a cake... Why would he give me a cake..."