Chapter 47 Soul-Remembering Grass, how can you be so cute?

The matter was resolved smoothly.

Shen Jiuxu not only successfully survived a beating that could be described as "a violent storm that left no one with a chance to live," but also received a guilty hug and kiss from Jiang Yu. This can be described as "a blessing in disguise."

Moreover, in the days to come, Jiang Yu should be able to calmly accept Shen Jiuxu and Shen Qinggui, and there are still a lot of buds and branches.

Shen Jiuxu felt that he might be happier in the future. Of course, Jiang Yu was no less so, since his moans were softer than before last night.

The two continued their inseparable embrace, and the disobedient Xian Chenjian was successfully forgotten by Jiang Yu. It cried "woo-wah woo-wah" on the ground for a long time before being picked up by the merciful Shen Jiuxu.

Looking at the clearly visible scratches on his own sword, Shen Jiuxu picked it up and examined it carefully for a long time. He glanced at Xian Chen, who was pretending to be calm, next to him.

Seeing that Jiang Yu hadn't noticed them at all, the other party started trembling. This person in front of them had always liked to trip them up and bully them, and they were definitely still the same as before.

Fortunately, it had just escaped the wolf's den only to fall into the tiger's lair, and once again found itself in a precarious situation.

It pounded on the ground, trying to wake its master who was bewitched by the tree, while tentatively turning its head to avoid Shen Jiuxu's gaze, lest he set his sights on it again.

Shen Jiuxu casually placed his sword on top of Xian Chen, ignoring Xian Chen's shouts, and tossed them all into a corner. He patted the dust off his sleeves, then walked up to Jiang Yu, smoothed her messy hair, braided it into a plait, and asked in a low voice, "Are you still feeling unwell?"

Jiang Yu touched his forehead and found it was no longer hot, then said, "It's nothing, just a minor cold."

“Lian Quesheng must have come over for something. Should we go and ask him?” Jiang Yu’s heart, which had been pounding, finally realized that he seemed to have forgotten something. Shen Jiuxu picked up the rules he had abandoned and became exceptionally polite. “I’ve been sleeping in this room for several days without formally visiting Sect Leader Lian and the others. It’s not very good.”

"good."

Shen Jiuxu did not mention that Lian Quesheng had actually visited Jiang Yu during her illness. After all, she was disheveled at the time, and besides the red marks on her neck, there were also marks from her fingertips. Lian Quesheng should have seen all of this.

He might be thinking the wrong thing again.

Therefore, Shen Jiuxu felt it was better for Jiang Yu not to know about this matter.

Egret Island Main Hall.

The hall was a magnificent sight, with bright yellow glazed tiles arranged neatly in the shape of fluttering bird feathers. Countless fist-sized luminous pearls were casually placed in the hall, and the floor was covered with soft carpets. Lian Quesheng found a place to lie down, pulled a red silk cloth from a pillar, and covered his eyes.

Even the eldest son didn't know why his parents, who were usually very reliable in everything, insisted on decorating the palace in such a lavish and dazzling way, as if he were getting married the next day.

Red silk was everywhere, dazzling and beautiful.

"Dad, didn't you just tell me to leave? Why are you calling me back now?"

Lian Quesheng exclaimed helplessly. To be honest, sometimes he really didn't like being around his parents, but it couldn't be said that he was unfilial. It was mainly because the two of them were too lovey-dovey. He was already tired enough of watching Jiang Yu and Shen Jiuxu stick together every day, and then he had to watch them again when he came back.

A heavy sigh echoed in the hall, making even the usually carefree Lian Quesheng feel that perhaps his tone had been too harsh. This time, he lowered his voice and asked, "Father, Mother, so why did you call me here?"

“On the seventh day after Sect Master Shen’s death, your father and I were too busy to go. Later, we heard from others that Shen Wuke had found a new sect master, someone you just randomly pointed out, and then Young Master Jiang took a liking to him.”

Lian Chisu poured a glass of water and handed it to Lu Buwen, who was sitting in a wheelchair next to her, gesturing with her eyes, "Drink some water first."

Lu Buwen has always been the main talker in their family, which explains why Lian Quesheng panics whenever he hears "his father is back." Lu Buwen can chatter on and on beside him all day without drinking a drop of water.

"That's because your son has good taste. He picked a reliable person without even trying. Besides, Jiang Yu and I have been friends for so many years, so of course I know exactly what kind of person he likes."

Lian Quesheng didn't understand what Lian Chisu meant. He thought she was praising him, so he smiled smugly, raised his eyebrows, and continued, "Brother Qinggui is exceptionally talented, strong, and handsome. I certainly won't mistreat Jiang Yu."

Xi Chuang sat silently beside him, listening to him speak. He quietly hid behind a pillar, where a wide red silk cloth hung down, completely covering him. He wouldn't expose his master's words, but he couldn't help but feel ashamed listening to him boast and brag.

"Cough cough—"

Lian Quesheng glanced back at the west window that had made him disappear, looking puzzled. Hearing him cough twice, he asked with concern, "What's wrong? Is your throat sore?"

"Cough cough cough cough," Xichuang choked on his words, his face turning red. "Master, you don't need to worry about me. Just talk to Headmaster Lian and explain things to them."

Seeing that he was alright, Lian Quesheng touched Xi Chuang's face and began to boast, "Their marriage is so happy and perfect, and I deserve some credit for that."

"roll."

Lian Chisu was furious with him and couldn't hold back any longer. All the words she had prepared were gone. The "courtesy first, then force" strategy that she had discussed with Lu Buwen for so long was completely changed now. She slapped Lian Quesheng on the back and said, "Sit up properly. What kind of behavior is this, slouching like that?"

"Do you really think your father and I are that stupid, unable to see through your little tricks with Jiang Yu? I don't know about the other sect leaders, but you really think your mother and I are idiots, the kind who are blind."

Lian Chisu rolled her eyes. She really didn't know how she could have given birth to such a stupid son. She also glared at Lu Buwen, who was being dragged into this for no reason. Lu Buwen was also unhappy and defended himself, saying, "I wasn't like this when I was young."

Lian Chisu remained silent. "Tell me what really happened. Don't try to fool me with those excuses you give others."

"Mother, I really can't say it." Seeing that his secret had been exposed, Lian Quesheng grabbed Lian Chisu's clothes, his face full of tears, staring at her expectantly. Sure enough, he shouldn't have come back. Once he came back, nothing could be kept secret.

Just as Xi Chuang was about to speak up for him, he saw Lian Chisu throw a box to Lian Quesheng, "This is the Soul-Remembering Grass. I don't know if it will work, but you can take it."

"Mother, how...how did you know? I really didn't say anything just now."

"You're still too green to fight me. I met Sect Master Shen once a long time ago at the Huai Xian Sect's grand ceremony, and we exchanged a few words."

Upon meeting again, I recognized him immediately.

"Take it and send it to Young Master Jiang and the others. If you need anything else, just let me know." As soon as Lian Chisu finished speaking, she saw Jiang Yu and Shen Jiuxu standing outside the door.

Lian Quesheng quickly got up from the ground, but Jiang Yu didn't pay much attention to him. They had just arrived when they saw Lian Quesheng hugging Lian Chisu's leg. Jiang Yu instinctively wanted to leave so as not to get involved in Bailuzhou's family affairs.

Unexpectedly, Lian Chisu saw him, so Jiang Yu had no choice but to bite the bullet and come in. He deliberately stared at the ground and didn't look at Lian Quesheng, but ended up bumping into Lu Buwen, who was pushing his wheelchair down.

"Jiang Yu, I was just talking to Quesheng about sending this to you." When Lian Chisu saw him coming, she decided not to bother her own son anymore and snatched the box from Lian Quesheng's hand. The speed was completely unexpected.

Lian Quesheng only caught a glimpse of a blur before the object flew from his hand. In the blink of an eye, Jiang Yu had a box in his arms. Before he could react, he looked on in confusion, "What's this?"

"Memory Grass".

A small clump of dried, yellowish-green memory grass was tied with a rope and placed inside the box. Shen Jiuxu's eyes flickered slightly as he met Lian Quesheng's gaze from afar. The other man's lips curled up, revealing a row of neat, white teeth.

"Brother Qinggui, I wish you good luck."

Lian Quesheng's lips moved, and then he smiled maliciously. Although the Soul-Remembering Grass was good, it had a side effect that everyone knew: it would make people revert to their childhood appearance. As their memories gradually returned, their figures would grow larger.

Even after returning to the house, Shen Jiuxu still couldn't shake off the thought that he might shrink. Looking at the elated Jiang Yu beside him, he couldn't bring himself to laugh anymore.

"I didn't expect that even the sect leader and the others would actually find the Soul-Remembering Grass. They've really been a great help." Jiang Yu carefully held the box in his arms, afraid of losing it by accident, completely unaware of Shen Jiuxu's expression beside him. "You can eat it in a bit."

“No, the Soul-Remembering Grass alone isn’t enough. I heard them say that it’s best to go back to a place you’re familiar with, as that will be more effective and you’ll remember things faster. How about we set off back to Shen Wuke tomorrow?”

After hesitating for a long time, Shen Jiuxu said, "Okay."

"What did you look like when you were little? I'd really like to see." Jiang Yu sat on the edge of the bed, her legs crossed and swinging back and forth. "Don't worry, I'll definitely hide you well in Fuyou Palace and won't let anyone bully you."

Shen Jiuxu didn't know what to say. If he shrank, he might be a seedling that hadn't even broken through the soil yet. In that case, Jiang Yu would really have to come with a bucket of water to water him three times a day.

A silent atmosphere filled the room. Jiang Yu didn't hear him speak, so she looked up and saw one flower bud after another sprouting from Shen Jiuxu's head, vying to get to the front and making a lot of crisp sounds.

"Jiang Yu, remember to water me."

"Yes, otherwise it won't bloom."

"Water it more, baby, so you can grow taller."

“Jiang Yu—” “Master, remember to let me bask in the sun again.”

Shen Jiuxu closed his eyes with a heart full of despair. He held his forehead, looking as if he had become withdrawn.

"Hahahahahaha...hahahahahahahahaha."

Jiang Yu laughed so hard she fell onto the bed, grabbing the newly changed red bedding and shaking it back and forth. "You're so cute!"

"Hahaha, water it more and let it get more sun. I'll go catch a couple more woodpeckers so there won't be any bugs. Otherwise, it won't look good when it turns into a human." Jiang Yu grabbed Shen Jiuxu's collar and kissed him on the cheek with a "smack." "This face can't be ruined. I like it."

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Author's Note: Next, please enjoy the pairing of a "sapling that needs careful nurturing" versus a charming and mature beauty. [Newbie]

I'm working the night shift tonight, so tomorrow's update will be a little late [please], but I will update it anyway, love you.