What kind of blessing is this?
If she hadn't been so eager to throw herself into his arms, the arrangements she made earlier would have been enough for her to make a splash and win everyone's applause.
Now Yan Qing isn't buying it, and she's only made a fool of herself in front of everyone around her. This has truly brought shame to both Ancestor Hongyun and Yimeng Academy.
However, no matter how displeased Sun Tan was, she dared not show it due to her status, and had to comfort her kindly, "It's alright. You have a noble status, and even if others see something, they won't dare to comment. Just cooperate well from now on and don't act impulsively. It's not a big deal."
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On the other side
The little raccoon narrowed her round eyes into slits when she thought about how someone had tried to kiss her host. She felt only one word in her heart—bad luck!
What are you doing? You have to be related to someone else.
And still in front of her, the empress.
The raccoon stood with his hands on his hips, trying hard to recall if Mo Yun'er existed in the original story and where she appeared.
Um……
I can't quite recall it.
"Host, dear!"
Jia Xitong looked at him seriously and lectured, "In the future, if you encounter this situation, you must avoid it in advance!"
"Um."
"When you're out and about, as a man, you must abide by male virtues. You only need me as the one you like; you mustn't be fickle or indulge in debauchery."
"good."
Shang Yanting looked at her angry expression and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
Seeing her jealous makes me happy.
He was happy, but Jia Xitong was not.
For two or three days, she deliberately tried to forget about the incident, but unexpectedly, the woman who had tried to give her first kiss at the banquet came to her door in person.
When the servants outside came to report, Jia Xitong didn't believe it. After all, if she had made such a fool of herself in public, she would be too embarrassed to see the person in charge immediately.
However, it is obvious that she is thick-skinned.
After confirming, Jia Xitong jumped out of bed, took out the talisman containing her clothes, and piled all the clothes inside onto the bed.
"Host, dear!"
She shouted, summoning Shang Yanting out.
He paused, taken aback by the mess in the room. "What are you doing?"
"Quickly help me pick out the prettiest dress. I want to look gorgeous today and outshine that female cultivator Mo!"
Jia Xitong proudly raised her head, like a young rooster about to go into battle.
Looking at her like that, Shang Yanting couldn't help but rub his forehead—
She's so cute.
In his heart, she looked good in anything. "What do you like?" he asked.
"I can't choose, because every piece of clothing that the host bought is beautiful."
Jia Xitong looked at Shang Yanting, not forgetting to praise him even at a time like this.
After looking around, I couldn't find the best-looking one, so I chose the most expensive one.
A long, white robe with a crescent moon design, embroidered with gold thread. The hem trailed on the ground, and the cloak was adorned with various valuable jewels and spiritual stones.
Beyond its magnificent appearance, it also conceals eleven defensive formations. One could say it's... extremely luxurious.
Jia Xitong was slowly pulled in by Shang Yanting. Mo Yun'er had been waiting outside for a long time. She finally saw Yan Qing, whom she had been longing for, but her attention was drawn to Jia Xitong, who was dressed in holy attire.
Jia Xitong's outfit shone brightly in the sunlight, making it hard for anyone not to notice her.
Jia Xitong went a bit overboard with her dressing up in order to assert her dominance over the female cultivators who coveted her host's husband. But what could she do when she had Shang Yanting, who doted on her?
The former dean of the academy had long been trained to be a businessman like Tony and a tailor. When Jia Xitong appeared, she completely outshone Mo Yun'er, who had also dressed up carefully.
She's prettier than me.
Jia Xitong subtly compared herself to the others as soon as she arrived, and immediately felt much more confident. She took out a small fan, opened it, and pretended to cover her mouth. "Little sister, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. Please have a seat."
Li Tuo stood to the side and glanced at the strange, thin bucket.
Mo Yun'er wasn't deterred by the long wait or the woman's strange tone. On the contrary, she thought Yan Qing must be blind to like such a peculiar woman.
"May I ask what brings you here today, sister?"
Jia Xitong asked in a high-pitched voice.
"Dean Yan, hello to this...sister."
Mo Yun'er greeted her with suspicion, "My name is Mo Yun'er, and I am a descendant of Mo Hongyun. I have come here specifically to apologize."
The other day at the banquet, I performed the dance "Phoenix Soaring to the Nine Heavens" for all the cultivators. My intention was to boost morale and pray for the upcoming fierce battle against the demonic cultivators. I never expected the ending to be misinterpreted as…
Mo Yun'er blushed slightly as she spoke, glancing furtively at the man beside her before whispering, "Please don't misunderstand, sister and senior, if you think I'm going to kiss you."
Misunderstand?
What's the misunderstanding?
You were pouting so hard you were practically two meters tall, and you still had the nerve to say it was all a misunderstanding?
She wasn't absent.
"Oh, it's alright now that the misunderstanding is cleared up."
Jia Xitong suddenly leaned into Shang Yanting's arms, the cold, solid hairpin pressed against Shang Yanting's face.
"Don't worry, little sister. My host has always only loved me. Even if you accidentally kissed him, everyone will know it was an accident. He would never fall for anyone else."
Jia Xitong smiled and pulled Shang Yanting's arm, "If he dares to change his mind, the sun will rise in the west."
He'd be dead on the spot if he dared to have an ambiguous relationship with other pretty girls. She grinned, then pinched him hard. "Right?"
"right."
Shang Yanting nodded. "Since it's a misunderstanding, let's let it go this time. The demonic cultivation territory is fraught with danger, and cultivators shouldn't waste their time on such trivial matters."
Go back and cultivate yourself properly, conserve your energy.
A great battle with demonic cultivators is inevitable in the future. Being able to lead the charge, to be at the forefront, and to protect the martial arts territory and the peace of the people will be far more meaningful than dancing.
Shang Yanting's words were a clear signal to the guest to leave.
It wasn't just about seeing the guest off; it was also a subtle criticism of Mo Yun'er.
Such a lack of understanding of romance and sharp tongue made Mo Yun'er's face turn pale. "Thank you for your guidance, senior. I will follow your teachings."
Upon hearing this, Shang Yanting nodded slightly. "That's good. You may leave now."
In this round, Jia Xitong won decisively.
To be precise, the other side had no chance of winning.
After Mo Yun'er and the others left, Jia Xitong took off her heavy coat and twisted her shoulders. "It's so heavy!"
The hairpin almost left a mark on Shang Yanting's face.
"Satisfied?"
Shang Yanting removed the overly long hairpin from her head, instantly making her head feel much lighter.
"Satisfied."
Jia Xitong hugged him and gave him a big kiss, then told him to close his eyes. "I'm going to give you a reward."
award?
Upon hearing this, Shang Yanting's thoughts wandered elsewhere, and his throat bobbed slightly...
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