Chapter 100 Chapter 100 The bright moon shines on me at night
Ye is the sister who has been with her freely since she can remember.
She said she was a waitress, but she never really thought of it that way.
She is the queen of the bee tribe on Penglai Fairy Island. She is rich and surrounded by handsome men.
Although she followed her to the Spirit Sword Fairy Pavilion before she came of age, causing her selection of male concubines to be put on hold, before she came of age, she was considered the playboy queen in Penglai, and she had won the hearts of many male bees.
Plus, we became sisters.
It turns out that the last promise of the previous life has been fulfilled.
Thinking of this, Jiang Zhaoxue felt quite relieved, but then he thought, if Qingye was Qian Sisi, where was Ye Tianjiao?
Someone had sent Qingye's demon pill to Penglai. That person was undoubtedly Ye Tianjiao. Did Ye Tianjiao know she had become Qingye? Had he visited her?
Jiang Zhaoxue was thinking about it and was a little dazed for a moment.
Qingye looked at her curiously: "Lady?"
"oh."
Jiang Zhaoxue reacted and quickly said, "I just thought of something. How have you been these days?"
"not good."
Qingye immediately said, "There are so many things to do."
When she came from the Nine Netherworld, the True Immortal Realm was turned upside down, and she disappeared again. Naturally, Qingye had a hard time.
Qingye said, looking Jiang Zhaoxue up and down, eyes full of worry, "Your Highness has lost weight."
"That's not bad..."
"Enough of that, my lady. Let's go take a bath. You finally got home, you should enjoy yourself!"
“No need…”
"Come on! I'll give you a shoulder massage."
Jiang Zhaoxue: "..."
Don’t say it, I’m moved.
Her biggest hobby in the past was taking a bath and massaging her shoulders, and Qingye knew it very well.
She asked someone to prepare water, wine and snacks for Jiang Zhaoxue, and stood on the shore, washing Jiang Zhaoxue's hair, rubbing her back and chatting with her.
Qingye was too lazy to talk about business with Jiang Zhaoxue, and only liked to talk about Pei Zichen. He dug up everything about Jiang Zhaoxue and Pei Zichen, and was sighing all the way.
“It’s not easy.”
"amazing."
"Ah, Pei Xiaodaojun is so good! I love it!"
Jiang Zhaoxue chatted with her about these random things, and she finally relaxed. When they were almost done, Jiang Zhaoxue had finished her talk. When it came to Pei Zichen's oath today, she said angrily, "You made a solemn promise to me before, and now you deny it. What a bastard."
"Oh, don't think that way." Qingye rubbed her shoulders and analyzed, "As the saying goes, a husband is not as good as a servant, and a servant is not as good as a secret lover. If it were really fair, how much fun would you lose?"
"you……"
Jiang Zhaoxue was choked by her for a moment and couldn't speak.
Qingye blinked: "You think so, don't you? And if you are really angry, don't hold it in, be angry at him. He is so generous, you marry a legitimate husband..."
“Ahem…”
Jiang Zhaoxue listened, a mouthful of wine choked in her throat, and she thought of Pei Zichen's temperament.
He was so petty even when he tried to snatch Shen Yuqing's legitimate husband. If she found someone to snatch him away, he would probably kill that person that night and then kneel down and confess something like "My disciple knows that jealousy is an evil act, but..."
"There's no need to hurt innocent people." Jiang Zhaoxue immediately waved her hand when she thought of that scene. "No need, no need."
"Tsk, the Queen really only favors Pei Xiaodaojun, he is so lucky!"
Qingye was washing Jiang Zhaoxue when he suddenly remembered, "But Lady, will Pei Xiaodaojun come tonight?"
"Yes..." Jiang Zhaoxue didn't dare to be too firm, so she said vaguely, "Maybe."
"Then I understand."
Qingye nodded and said seriously: "I will prepare it."
"ah?"
Jiang Zhaoxue was at a loss.
What is she going to prepare?
Jiang Zhaoxue knew this when she saw the clothes Qingye gave her after taking a shower.
The clothes were made of shark silk, with peonies embroidered on the key parts, and looked exquisitely crafted and extremely luxurious.
Jiang Zhaoxue looked at herself in the mirror, then turned to look at Qingye who was rolling the sachet around her neck, frowning and asking, "What are you doing?"
"It's a date, lady, you have to respect your lover and create some atmosphere."
Qingye leaned forward and sniffed, then brushed Jiang Zhaoxue's hair and looked at her closely. "Little Daoist Pei will be leaving tomorrow. You need to leave him something to remember him by. That way, he'll think of you day and night and think of you all the time."
"Stop talking nonsense like that."
Jiang Zhaoxue pretended to be calm: "Change your clothes."
"I'm going to go to bed."
When Qingye heard this, he immediately said, "If you want to change, do it yourself. Tonight, everyone near your room will be standing very far away. No matter how loud the noise is, they won't be able to hear it. Don't worry."
"Aoba!"
"Let's go!"
Seeing her embarrassed and angry, Qingye immediately turned into a bee and flew out, saying, "Lady, have a good dream."
As he spoke, Qingye flew out.
Seeing this, Jiang Zhaoxue cursed softly, "You bastard!", grabbed a robe from the side and put it on, then returned to the table.
She was a little annoyed by Qingye, and she didn't know whether to put on or take off her clothes. After thinking for a moment, she simply gave up and decided to do something else to divert her attention.
She first took out the jade token to transmit the message and wanted to talk to her parents, but when she thought about her current situation, she didn't dare to look for her parents. She could only stare at the jade token, hesitating whether to send a message to Pei Zichen.
He won't really not come, will he?
Jiang Zhaoxue was a little nervous, but after thinking about it, he put away the jade token.
He came here by himself, it was a feeling.
If she called me over and I saw her, I would feel a different mood.
Jiang Zhaoxue put away the jade token of voice transmission, tried his best not to think about this matter, took out the calendar of heaven and earth, and looked through the previous records.
She remembered this period of history in the Human Realm. It was written back then: "In the 30,000th year and 17th year of the Heaven and Earth Calendar, the resentful demon Xinluo Yi appeared in the Human Realm, causing harm to millions of people, and was killed by an immortal."
She didn't know whether she had saved anyone or how many people she had saved, but she always felt that since she had gone back, she should have changed.
So she searched page by page, and finally found the year 317. "In the 317th year of the Heaven and Earth calendar, the resentful demon Xinluo Yi appeared in the human world, causing harm to millions, and was killed by an immortal."
A short sentence appeared in front of Jiang Zhaoxue.
The moment Jiang Zhaoxue saw those words, he was stunned.
The cold wind blew in through the curtains. She sat there, staring blankly at the line of words, feeling a chill running through her bones.
Nothing has changed.
She went back a thousand years and tried her best, but failed to change history at all.
What if she didn't go back?
If she hadn't gone back, would everything have happened? Would Li Xiuji still have become the Nine Nether Mysterious Emperor?
Did Li Xiuji know her during the battle at Cangming Sea?
She remembered the battle in Cangming Sea where the Demon Lord was standing on a high place. At that time, the other party's pressure was too great, and she could not see his face at all. She only vaguely felt that the other party was looking at her.
She always thought it was her illusion, but now she thinks, maybe it isn't?
Maybe Li Xiu Ji saw her among the millions of people and retreated for her?
If this is really the case——
That is to say, even after a thousand years, when Li Xiuji saw her again, he would still remember her.
He still had good intentions towards her.
*** ***
While Jiang Zhaoxue was thinking about the news brought by the Tiandi calendar, Pei Zichen had already returned to his room.
After not coming back for seventeen days, his room was covered with only a thin layer of dust.
There were many dog-raising equipment in the house, and traces of Pangpang were all over the yard, but he found that he didn't have much memory of this pet that had been with him for a long time.
He used a cleaning spell to clean the room and lay back on the bed. However, he couldn't fall asleep.
The whole person tossed and turned, and all he could see was Jiang Zhaoxue's back as he flew away on a crane.
He had many things he wanted to ask Jiang Zhaoxue.
For example, what exactly happened between her and Shen Yuqing...
besides……
Pei Zichen thought uncertainly that Jiang Zhaoxue seemed angry today.
Pei Zichen felt uneasy when he thought about Jiang Zhaoxue's refusal to go to the medical clinic with him.
But he was a little worried about going to find Jiang Zhaoxue. The Lingjian Immortal Pavilion was heavily guarded. If he was discovered, Jiang Zhaoxue's reputation would be ruined.
Moreover, this is the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion after all...
Before leaving here, he always felt that it would be inappropriate to do something with Jiang Zhaoxue.
After thinking it over, Pei Zichen took out the sound transmission jade token and wanted to just ask.
But when he took out the jade token for voice transmission, he didn't know why he couldn't ask the question. His mind was full of Jiang Zhaoxue.
After struggling for a long time, he finally stood up.
Before leaving, he somehow took a bath, used perfume, changed into nice clothes, and then walked out the door.
There was a curfew at Lingjian Xian Pavilion, and disciples were not allowed to move around freely. Pei Zichen calculated the shift changing habits of Lingjian Xian Pavilion, and deliberately walked to the door of the disciple's room who was patrolling Yunfu Mountain tonight. After waiting for a long time, he saw the disciple who was changing shifts going out, so he deliberately walked up.
The disciple saw him and was stunned for a moment before quickly bowing, "Big Brother."
"Qishan?"
Pei Zichen pretended to be confused and glanced outside: "Are you on patrol tonight?"
"yes."
Qi Shan was a little excited when he heard Pei Zichen remembered him.
Pei Zichen came back today and went to the back mountain. Soon he received news that his grievances had been cleared.
It is also rumored that he holds a magical weapon and single-handedly defeated all the demons in the Nine Netherworld in the Cangming Sea, and the rumor is so miraculous.
If it were anyone else, they would probably be questioned, but since this was Pei Zichen, everyone chose to believe him without hesitation.
Originally, Pei Zichen was a leader among the younger generation and a role model for other disciples.
Now, after not seeing him for seventeen days, he has become so powerful that he has become a hero in the hearts of all the disciples of Lingjian Xian Pavilion.
Qi Shan had never expected Pei Zichen to remember him as a young disciple, but Pei Zichen called out his name so affectionately. How could he not be excited?
He wanted to say a few more words to Pei Zichen, so after a brief response, he excitedly said, "It happens that the disciples are on patrol tonight. What are you doing here, brother?"
"Oh, it's hot and stuffy in the summer. I want to take a walk outside, but unfortunately the disciple courtyard is too small."
Pei Zichen said gently: "If it were me who was on patrol tonight, I could walk a little further."
"I can switch with you."
When Qi Shan heard this, he immediately wanted to help Pei Zichen solve his problem: "When you are on patrol, I will go."
Changing shifts is a routine operation for disciples and is not uncommon. Qi Shan is already in a difficult situation, so it would be great if he could do him a favor now.
Pei Zichen smiled as soon as he heard it and raised his hand to salute: "Thank you very much, Junior Brother."
As he spoke, Pei Zichen exchanged pleasantries with Qi Shan. Qi Shan told him that his patrol area was Yunfu Mountain. After handing the patrol token to Pei Zichen, the two said goodbye and parted ways.
Pei Zichen took the patrol token and arrived at the Yunfu Mountain unimpeded. He took out a paper man and made a stroke with his finger, leaving a fake body riding a crane to patrol here, and then quickly entered Yunfu Mountain.
He is Jiang Zhaoxue's personal servant, and all of Jiang Zhaoxue's barriers are defenseless against him.
He quietly sneaked to the back door of Jiang Zhaoxue's room and saw that the window was open. He didn't dare to disturb her directly, so he hid beside the window, knocked on the window three times, and called softly: "Lady."
Jiang Zhaoxue did not respond. Pei Zichen glanced sideways and saw Jiang Zhaoxue sitting in front of the desk, looking at something very seriously.
She was watching too intently. Pei Zichen thought for a moment and then jumped in silently from the window.
When he climbed in, he was afraid that people would see his shadow, so he turned off the lights.
The candlelight suddenly went out, and Jiang Zhaoxue was instantly alert. She subconsciously twisted the talisman and turned around to throw it away. However, before she could turn around, someone grabbed her wrist holding the talisman and gently covered her mouth. He kneeled forward to push her waist, pulled her into his arms, and gently reminded her, "My lady, it's me."
Jiang Zhaoxue paused and looked behind him.
Pei Zichen's face fell into her eyes, and Jiang Zhaoxue's whole body also fell into Pei Zichen's eyes.
Her face was very small, and when his hand covered it, most of it was hidden. She looked up at him, looking so adorable and pitiful.
Pei Zichen subconsciously looked down and found something strange.
Although it was summer, Jiang Zhaoxue was wearing two layers of clothing, with the inner layer showing through her collar, seemingly...
Sameya?
Pei Zichen was a little uncertain, but he didn't know why. The moment he realized that it was Jiaosha, his heart began to beat fast. He vaguely felt that the fragrance on Jiang Zhaoxue's body was stronger tonight.
Pei Zichen's mind moved slightly, and he lowered his eyelashes without making a sound. His gaze returned to Jiang Zhaoxue's eyes, and he said softly, "I was afraid that people outside would see my shadow, so I turned off the lights."
Jiang Zhaoxue was speechless for a moment after hearing the explanation.
She raised her hand and slapped his hand away, then stood up and said dissatisfiedly, "You are playing tricks."
Having said that, she was too lazy to argue with him. She looked back at the calendar, patted her side, and said casually, "Sit down."
Pei Zichen paused, and seeing that her attention was completely not on him, he followed her gaze.
The words on the calendar of heaven and earth were densely packed. Pei Zichen took a glance at it and had an idea in his mind.
He pretended to be calm and walked forward, kneeling down a little behind Jiang Zhaoxue and asking softly, "Madam, are you still thinking about what happened in the time mirror?"
"I'm thinking about Li Xiuji."
Jiang Zhaoxue spoke frankly, recalling the past, "I always thought we had changed something by going back, but just now, after seeing the words on the calendar, I realized I hadn't changed anything. Those two million people must still be dead..."
"But if the Lady hadn't helped, more than two million people would have died." Pei Zichen spoke truthfully, reminding Jiang Zhaoxue, "The souls that Silla absorbed weren't just the two million people who drank the holy water, but everyone."
Jiang Zhaoxue reacted as soon as he heard it.
When she opened the protective formation, mortals with their souls sucked away were everywhere. How could there be only two million people?
"Song Wulan may have lied to Ye Wenzhi from the beginning," Pei Zichen analyzed. "He said two million people just to keep Ye Wenzhi in check. If Ye Wenzhi knew his plan was to destroy the world, he would never agree. He might have fought him to the death long ago."
What Song Wu Lan wanted was not two million people, but everyone.
If Jiang Zhaoxue and the others had not stopped it, the entire mortal realm might have been destroyed at that time.
"So, in fact, we went back just to make history happen." Jiang Zhaoxue confirmed, "When Li Xiuji saw me that year, he knew me, but he didn't say anything. And now he's sealed, and I owe him a sign. Doesn't he have any request for me?"
Jiang Zhaoxue couldn't believe it: "I always feel that he is waiting for me to do something."
Pei Zichen listened, lowered his head and played with the jade pendant given by Jiang Zhaoxue on his waist, silent.
Jiang Zhaoxue thought about it for a long time but couldn't come up with any ideas, and felt a little upset.
She was about to say something when she suddenly realized that Pei Zichen had been waiting beside her for a long time. She had a hunch that something was wrong. She looked up at Pei Zichen and then remembered, "Why are you here?"
Pei Zichen paused while holding the jade pendant, then looked up at Jiang Zhaoxue and asked gently, "Am I disturbing your majesty while you're thinking about the Xuanming Emperor?"
These words were too sour, and Jiang Zhaoxue raised her eyebrows.
Thinking of his words during the day, Jiang Zhaoxue couldn't help but laugh: "How could that be? I'm just curious. Didn't Pei Xiaodaojun swear not to reveal his feelings to me? Coming here in the middle of the night, aren't you afraid of being exposed? Then you'll be struck by lightning and die a miserable death?"
Pei Zichen froze slightly at these words. Knowing he was in the wrong, he didn't dare to say anything more. He could only explain softly, "I... I'm worried about damaging your reputation."
"You think I care about reputation?"
"You don't care," Pei Zichen raised his eyes and said seriously, "I have to make plans for you."
His eyes were so sincere that Jiang Zhaoxue stopped herself from cursing.
It wasn't a big deal. She knew Pei Zichen's temperament. No matter how he changed, he was still a disciple brought up by the Lingjian Immortal Pavilion.
He could never be as free and unrestrained as the Penglai demon cultivators.
He cares about what people say, rules, and reputation.
He just had no choice. If he had a choice, he would never take the path he is taking now.
Jiang Zhaoxue understood, but was still a little unhappy. He turned away and complained in a low voice, "There's no need to swear an oath. The oaths taken by cultivators are supervised by the heavens. Why dig a hole for yourself?"
"I know you feel sorry for me."
Pei Zichen listened and laughed. He took the initiative to reach out and pull her over, comforting her, "But I do think so. It doesn't matter whether the oath is spoken or hidden in the heart. If we can shut them up, that would be better."
Jiang Zhaoxue listened without saying anything.
Pei Zichen looked at her carefully and whispered tentatively, "Not angry anymore, huh?"
Jiang Zhaoxue didn't respond immediately. She knew that what she had said was already said, and there was no point in dwelling on it. After thinking for a moment, she adjusted her mindset, looked up at him, and jokingly said, "If that's what you're thinking, then why are you here in the middle of the night?"
As she spoke, Jiang Zhaoxue leaned forward and sniffed at his side, confirming her feeling just now, and confirmed: "It smells good."
These words made Pei Zichen's face flush. He did deliberately use perfume when he came here, knowing that Jiang Zhaoxue would notice it, but he didn't expect her to say it out loud.
He pretended to be calm, looked at the pattern on his clothes, and replied softly: "I will leave tomorrow. I didn't have time to talk today, so I came here to say goodbye."
"oh."
Jiang Zhaoxue understood his thoughts and continued jokingly, "If you want to say goodbye, just use the Jade Sound Transmission Plate to say it. Do you still need to come in person?"
Pei Zichen's little thoughts were exposed, and she was so nervous that she couldn't sit still. Jiang Zhaoxue looked at the young man in the night, his face red all the way to his ears. She wanted to laugh, but she was afraid that he would be angry, so she stopped and changed the subject, saying more seriously: "But you came at the right time. I forgot to ask you in the Spirit Boat. What's the situation with the God-Slaying Sword?"
She looked at his cervical vertebra curiously: "Why is it coming out of the cervical vertebra?"
"It seems to be a human sheath." Pei Zichen breathed a sigh of relief when he heard her talk about serious matters, and said patiently, "It is now fused with my spine and usually stays inside it."
"Oh." Jiang Zhaoxue nodded, understanding, and asked curiously, "What about the tracing mirror? Is it in your hands?"
"exist."
Pei Zichen responded, stretched out her hand, and a mirror appeared in her palm.
It was then that Jiang Zhaoxue discovered that this mirror had both yin and yang sides, with spiritual power flowing on both sides. It was different from the previous light-tracing mirror which only had one side that could reflect people.
Jiang Zhaoxue frowned: "This is..."
"It's the Time Mirror." Pei Zichen explained patiently, "When Mu Jinyue died, for some reason, the Time Mirror came into my hands. After the Light Mirror returned, the two mirrors merged into one, and it became like this."
The light-tracing mirror and the time-tracing mirror are actually a mirror that form a time mirror. When used together, they can trace back time and space.
It’s just that the conditions for opening it are harsh, and no one knows the specific method of opening it.
Why they were able to go back remains a mystery to this day.
"Why did she give it to you?" Jiang Zhaoxue was surprised, and Pei Zichen froze.
He seemed to want to answer, but didn't know how to start.
Seeing that he didn't respond, Jiang Zhaoxue thought he didn't know either. After thinking about it for a while, he figured it out.
This is probably the charm of the male protagonist.
As she thought about it, she couldn't help but glance at Pei Zichen, feeling a little sour in her heart.
But when I think about it, everyone is dead, there is not much to think about.
So his mind returned to the artifact and he thought about it seriously.
"The Heavenly Jade, Yuanluo Bow, Lingxu Fan, God-Slaying Sword, Time Mirror..." Jiang Zhaoxue counted the artifacts Pei Zichen had obtained along the way and said thoughtfully, "Now that all five artifacts are in your hands, can you reverse the fate of the True Immortal Realm?"
“I can’t.”
Pei Zichen spoke decisively. Jiang Zhaoxue looked over in confusion, and saw Pei Zichen looking up at her: "The spirit of the God-Slaying Sword has not appeared yet."
These words made Jiang Zhaoxue stunned. She sensed it quietly and confirmed that the spirit of the Sword of God-Slaying was indeed not there.
The inability to sense the weapon spirit meant that the weapon spirit had not yet recognized its master. Pei Zichen could not be said to have truly obtained the God-Slaying Sword.
He was given the right to use it, but not really recognized.
"That……"
Jiang Zhaoxue pondered and looked up at Pei Zichen: "You dare to return to the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion without the approval of the God-Slaying Sword?"
"Why not?" Pei Zichen wondered.
Jiang Zhaoxue thought about it and suddenly became curious: "What is your strength?"
Pei Zichen didn't know how to respond for a moment. Jiang Zhaoxue came forward and stared at him: "Can you beat Shen Yuqing?"
Pei Zichen paused and slowly raised his eyes.
Jiang Zhaoxue was curious: "Hmm?"
Pei Zichen thought about it, suppressed the smile in his eyes, and said gently: "If it's just a competition with Master, it's worth a try."
That's it.
Jiang Zhaoxue knew in her heart that he was being condescending. Seeing the smile that he couldn't control but was trying hard to hide, Jiang Zhaoxue felt like laughing for a moment.
Jiang Zhaoxue looked at his expression and knew that the serious business was almost finished, so he started to think about other things.
Her eyes fell from Pei Zichen's face to his collar and she found that he was wearing a new piece of clothing.
The wide sleeves of the aqua blue brocade were more gorgeous and gorgeous than his usual white or black clothes, making him look even more handsome.
I changed into nice clothes and smoked some incense...
"This is a tryst!"
Anan blurted out.
Jiang Zhaoxue listened, twirling the fan in her hand without saying a word.
In fact, she knew why Pei Zichen came without Anan reminding her.
He was young and full of energy. He had just tasted the sweetness the day before yesterday, and Lingzhou had endured the whole night last night. Now he came to find her in the middle of the night. It would be strange if he didn't have other thoughts.
But Pei Zichen was born in the Lingjian Immortal Pavilion after all, and he was dressed in the appearance of a gentleman. If his skin was not peeled off, he was afraid that he would not be able to endure to the end.
No matter how strong Pei Zichen was before, it was all because of being forced. Now that their relationship has been confirmed, he has probably regained his composure and dares not offend her.
Considering the huge age difference and personality difference between them, and Jiang Zhaoyue's advice to "be nice to him", Jiang Zhaoxue felt that she should be more proactive.
This young Taoist priest should be made aware of the methods used by demon cultivators.
When Jiang Zhaoxue thought of Pei Zichen's posture on the bed and looked at the person sitting upright in front of her, her heart started to itch and she had some bad thoughts.
She glanced at Anan beside her and whispered, "It's time for you to go to bed."
"ah?"
Before Anan could react, Jiang Zhaoxue dragged him directly into the customs inspection center.
After she had Anan under control, she turned her gaze back to Pei Zichen. Pei Zichen also noticed her movements and asked in confusion, "Why did the lady take Anan away?"
"She's tired."
Jiang Zhaoxue smiled, pondering how to start the conversation, and casually said, "Where were you just now? Are you sure you can beat Shen Yuqing?"
"Um."
Pei Zichen wondered why Jiang Zhaoxue asked again, but Jiang Zhaoxue saw the opportunity, leaned closer, and praised with a smile: "So our Pei Xiaodaojun is so strong."
She was too close, and the fragrance blew in his face, and Pei Zichen couldn't help feeling a little nervous.
I vaguely felt that the tone of her voice had changed, but I couldn't figure out exactly why.
Jiang Zhaoxue stared at him and saw that he was at a loss. Under her gaze, his face gradually turned red to his ears.
She smiled, but didn't directly talk about Fengyue. Instead, she cast her gaze down his spine and asked curiously, "Is the reason you're so powerful because of the God-Slaying Sword? Come to think of it, I haven't even seen the God-Slaying Sword before."
Pei Zichen breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to answer, he felt Jiang Zhaoxue's cold fingers on his neck. Pei Zichen froze instantly. Jiang Zhaoxue stared into his eyes, her fingertips slowly stroking his spine, and asked innocently, "Is it here?"
Pei Zichen held his breath, not daring to answer. Jiang Zhaoxue stood up and walked forward. Her hands passed through his wide sleeves, down his back, and moved upwards inch by inch from his waist. Every time she passed a joint, she gently pressed and caressed it, continuing to ask, "Is it still here? Here?"
"Madam..." Pei Zichen's muscles trembled slightly at her touch. He forced himself to remain calm and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't... don't touch me..."
"Um?"
Jiang Zhaoxue pressed herself forward, pressing herself against his face. Her lips hovered less than half an inch from his, and she whispered softly, "Why?"
Pei Zichen's breathing became a little irregular, and Jiang Zhaoxue followed up with an inquiry: "Why don't you let me touch this beautiful sword bone?"
Pei Zichen didn't dare to answer, his eyelashes trembling.
Jiang Zhaoxue didn't intend to push him too hard. She tentatively stepped forward, resting her head gently on Pei Zichen's shoulder, and asked coquettishly, "You came here specially tonight, and you just wanted to say goodbye, right? No other questions?"
"I still want to ask," Pei Zichen endured Jiang Zhaoxue's subtle touch and said calmly, "I want to ask about your future plans."
"I don't have any plans." Jiang Zhaoxue hugged him and moved closer to him, sitting on him. She bent down and kissed his neck bone, and patiently replied: "I'll wait for you to come back at the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion. We'll leave together. So you have to come back quickly." Jiang Zhaoxue held his face and looked into his eyes. "Do you understand?"
"I know." Pei Zichen listened, pinched his sleeves, and responded hoarsely, "I'll be back as soon as possible."
"Anything else?" Seeing Pei Zichen's emotions stirring, Jiang Zhaoxue's eyes darkened. She was somewhat impatient with his pedantry, so she leaned close to his ear and reminded him deliberately, "You're dressed so beautifully, smelling so fragrant, and you took the trouble to come here in the middle of the night. What else do you want to do, huh?"
Pei Zichen was speechless. His whole body was tense and he didn't dare to respond.
Seeing that he didn't respond, Jiang Zhaoxue held his earring in her mouth and urged him in a hoarse voice, "Little Taoist Pei?"
"No..." Pei Zichen regained some consciousness after being called out by her. He forced himself to close his eyes and answer, "No more."
These words made Jiang Zhaoxue stunned and a little surprised.
Pei Zichen was at this age, had just confirmed his relationship with her, and dressed up in the middle of the night...
Just come and talk to her?
Her surprise gave Pei Zichen a chance to catch his breath.
He struggled to raise his eyes to look at the person sitting on him. In the midst of a conflict between his conscience and his conscience, he reminded with difficulty: "Yaoyao, this is the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion."
"so?"
Jiang Zhaoxue didn't understand and tilted her head to look at him. Pei Zichen closed his eyes and shook his head: "Not appropriate."
"inappropriate?"
Jiang Zhaoxue realized what Pei Zichen was struggling for, and her eyes slid down to him. Seeing Pei Zichen's insincere words, she sighed softly, "Ah, I really didn't expect that Pei Xiaodaojun would be such a gentleman who could remain calm in the face of temptation."
"female……"
"But what is this?"
Jiang Zhaoxue stretched out her hand, and Pei Zichen's face changed instantly in shock.
He grabbed Jiang Zhaoxue's wrist and trembled softly: "Yaoyao..."
"Um?"
Jiang Zhaoxue tilted her head, and Pei Zichen was speechless.
Jiang Zhaoxue looked at him carefully, with a hint of a smile, and reminded him: "Master Pei, if you haven't finished speaking, we can continue. Do you have anything else to ask?"
Pei Zichen remained silent.
No matter how many times he had been in the illusion, his body had actually rarely touched Jiang Zhaoxue. Any touch from Jiang Zhaoxue was a great stimulation to him.
What's more, Jiang Zhaoxue was very familiar with him. When she took the initiative like that, even through the clothes, he felt that he was about to be overwhelmed by those uncontrollable emotions.
He was breathing softly. Jiang Zhaoxue lowered her eyes to look at him and saw that his usually fair face was stained with crimson, sweat was oozing from his forehead, his breathing was completely out of control, and his whole body was completely under her control. Jiang Zhaoxue felt a strange sense of satisfaction rising in her heart.
She pursed her lips and called out in a hoarse voice, "Shi Cang?"
Pei Zichen closed his eyes and said nothing, but Jiang Zhaoxue didn't want him to escape. She moved closer and continued to ask, "Anything else you want to ask?"
Any questions?
She wasn't asking him if he had any questions at the moment; she was clearly trying to tame him.
As long as he opens his mouth, continuing this absurdity with any question is tantamount to admitting defeat to him.
Pei Zichen knew what she meant, but he couldn't resist.
His mind was occupied by everything she had led him to, and he couldn't help but say, "Yes..."
It's fine until the end.
At that moment, his mind comforted himself that as long as it was not the last moment, it would not be too much.
Jiang Zhaoxue saw that he had given in, so she slipped her hand into his clothes and asked curiously, "What is it?"
"Today," Pei Zichen closed his eyes, completely giving up, and simply asked, "Why do you have that contract with Master?"
"Oh." Jiang Zhaoxue said casually, "This is the bet he made with me when he chased me to Life and Death Manor. He said that if he chose between me and Mu Jinyue three times, he would lose all these to me."
"So..." Pei Zichen panted, "So, Lady, you haven't liked Master for a long time, right?"
"Yeah." Jiang Zhaoxue responded casually, "I told you before, it has nothing to do with you."
"Is it because," Pei Zichen dug his nails into the ground, trying to remain calm, "because Master bullied the Lady?"
"Yes," Jiang Zhaoxue looked at the man with tears in his eyes and leaned closer. She noticed his rhythm and moved faster, complaining softly, "He bullied me, and it was too much. Would Pei Xiaodaojun bully me like this?"
"No." Pei Zichen felt that he couldn't think of anything. His eyes were a little dazed and he couldn't focus at all.
Jiang Zhaoxue stared at him, her lips curled up: "That's good," she praised softly, "Little Daojun is a good person, Little Daojun is obedient. Then, Little Daojun, do you want to go to bed?"
Pei Zichen froze when these words came out.
Pei Zichen regained his susceptibility to consciousness and looked at Jiang Zhaoxue awkwardly: "Yaoyao..."
Jiang Zhaoxue smiled and looked at him without saying anything, then asked, "Do you still want to go back?"
Pei Zichen couldn't speak, but Jiang Zhaoxue knew what he meant.
This is to leave quickly under her control.
But how can such a good thing happen?
She looked at Pei Zichen with a smile, watching this man completely lose control in her hands, until the last moment, Jiang Zhaoxue suddenly raised her hand and pressed down, blocking everything. Pei Zichen's face suddenly changed, and he looked up in shock.
Jiang Zhaoxue smiled and said gently, "It's getting late, Zichen." She nodded lovingly, and stood up under Pei Zichen's stunned gaze. She looked down at him and said gently, "Go back."
Pei Zichen felt extremely uncomfortable and was caught in a dilemma. When Jiang Zhaoxue retreated and tried to leave, he grabbed the hem of her skirt and pleaded softly, "Yaoyao..."
"Um?"
Jiang Zhaoxue turned her head to look at him, and saw Pei Zichen said with embarrassment: "I can't... I can't give up halfway like this."
"What should we do then?"
Jiang Zhaoxue lowered his eyes to look at the lively people on the ground, secretly hating his pedantry, but he was merciless in his words: "If Pei Xiaodaojun wants to be decent, then bear with it for a while. Also, Pei Xiaodaojun needs to be clear about one thing."
Jiang Zhaoxue half-knelt down. Pei Zichen raised his eyes and fixed his gaze on the collar of her squeezed shark silk dress. He listened with a gasp as she tilted her head to remind him, "This is Penglai Yunfu Mountain. It doesn't mean that we are staying in Lingjian Xian Pavilion temporarily, but that we belong to Lingjian Xian Pavilion."
As she spoke, she gently patted his face and warned him, "Don't flatter them."
Her hands were soft, and when they touched his face, they brought with them a fragrant scent.
Pei Zichen's Adam's apple moved, and he looked at her fingers lingeringly, then they fell on the shark gauze that leaked out of her collar.
What's in there?
What else is she wearing under the shark veil?
His eyes followed her as she stood up and watched her turn and walk towards the bed.
Her waist was only a few inches wide, swaying lightly like a willow in the night. Pei Zichen looked at her back, feeling the pain beneath him suddenly stop. He sighed and closed his eyes, knowing that he would not survive this fate tonight.
As soon as Jiang Zhaoxue turned around, her face turned cold, and she felt aggrieved, hateful and cursing.
Dog man.
Dog man!
The people in Lingjian Xian Pavilion are all bastards!!
That was what happened to Shen Yuqing back then, and now here comes Pei Zichen.
Her self-esteem was hurt, and the more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She strode towards the bed covered by the curtains, intending to have a good sleep and forget about it.
From now on, in this life, if she takes the initiative again, she is a dog! !
She angrily pulled up the curtain, but just as she did so, several black air rushed out from the bed and suddenly pulled her onto the bed!
The black energy strangled her limbs, covered her eyes, and covered her mouth. The moment she was almost pinned down, she felt a chill under her body and immediately let out a low moan.
"I knew it..."
Pei Zichen confirmed that there was no obstruction and a helpless voice sounded.
After a moment, the bed curtains creaked, and Pei Zichen gasped and apologized: "Yaoyao, don't do this next time... My skills are not stable, what if I hurt you... Okay?"
Believe his lies...
Jiang Zhaoxue cursed in his heart, what martial arts skills, they were all excuses, he found a bunch of reasons for himself just to do such a stupid thing.
But Pei Zichen probably anticipated her reaction and didn't give her the chance to curse.
He just closed his eyes and tried to calm down the situation that almost drove him crazy by Jiang Zhaoxue. After a long time, he calmed down a little, opened his eyes and looked down at her.
Her outer robe was already disheveled, and the shark silk was scattered on her body. Pei Zichen watched silently, a little curious: "What are you wearing tonight?"
After hearing this, Jiang Zhaoxue realized what Qingye had asked her to wear.
She froze and subconsciously wanted to call out to Pei Zichen, but he had already raised his fingers and cut her belt.
The belt fell apart and the outer robe loosened.
Pei Zichen paused for a moment, and Jiang Zhaoxue closed her eyes in embarrassment.
She wanted to explain, but she couldn't explain anything. Pei Zichen was silent for a moment, then said helplessly: "You really are..."
As he spoke, Jiang Zhaoxue felt him lower his head to kiss the hibiscus blossoming on his clothes. He sighed, and a hint of laughter lingered in his hoarse voice: "You're asking for trouble."
Jiang Zhaoxue was speechless.
She couldn't see what was in front of her, couldn't make a sound, and could only let Pei Zichen do whatever he wanted.
Pei Zichen didn't release the restraint until the fight was over. The moment Jiang Zhaoxue opened her eyes and saw Pei Zichen, she was completely exhausted. However, she still tried her best and kicked him, cursing in a hoarse voice, "You bastard."
Pei Zichen listened to her scolding, his eyes filled with apology, but he did not repent. He just said, "Go to sleep, I'll help you clean up."
Jiang Zhaoxue didn't bother to pay attention to him and turned away angrily.
Pei Zichen washed her whole body with warm water and then used his spiritual power to steam her dry. When he was done, Jiang Zhaoxue was already drowsy.
Just as she was about to close her eyes, she felt Pei Zichen crawl into the quilt and hug her from behind.
Jiang Zhaoxue was stunned and couldn't help but look back at him, wondering, "Why don't you leave?"
"I'll sleep with you for a while." Pei Zichen kissed her forehead and explained, "I'm here to swap shifts with other disciples. I left the puppets here to patrol. Don't worry."
Jiang Zhaoxue listened and knew how Pei Zichen got here.
She felt relieved, leaned on Pei Zichen's arm, and said casually: "Do they still recognize you as their senior brother?"
"Yes." Pei Zichen smiled, closed his eyes, and said softly, "Maybe he's even standing up for me."
This was the first time Jiang Zhaoxue heard Pei Zichen talk about the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion. She couldn't help but feel curious: "What do you think of the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion?"
"It's where I grew up." Pei Zichen knew what she wanted to ask and said casually, "There are good people and bad people. But in the end, they are all my old friends."
"Oh," Jiang Zhaoxue understood that Pei Zichen still had some feelings for the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion, so she leaned over to ask, "Will you feel regretful if you return to Penglai with me someday?"
"Won't."
Pei Zichen said calmly without hesitation, "From the moment we left the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion together, my life has been yours. I will follow you wherever you go without regrets."
As he spoke, Pei Zichen seemed to remember something and slowly opened his eyes: "What about you?"
"Hmm?" Jiang Zhaoxue looked up in confusion, and saw Pei Zichen looking at her. He asked seriously, "Will you regret it?"
"What's the regret?" Jiang Zhaoxue didn't understand.
"Two hundred years," Pei Zichen reminded her. Jiang Zhaoxue suddenly realized what was happening and listened to his follow-up question, "Will you regret it?"
Jiang Zhaoxue paused after hearing this. After thinking for a moment, he said softly, "Actually, there's nothing to regret."
"You could have found a happy marriage," Pei Zichen reminded her, "if you had known about the Tianyan Vine earlier."
If Shen Yuqing had told her earlier, she would have always liked him even if she had not been with Shen Yuqing.
Jiang Zhaoxue listened, thought for a moment, and then said slowly, "I've never believed that love must have a result."
This surprised Pei Zichen. Jiang Zhaoxue lay down flat on his back, looking at the ceiling, and said patiently, "I think liking someone is a process. If this process can make you a better person, then there will be no regrets. In fact, the practice of fortune-telling is very difficult."
Jiang Zhaoxue said, raising his hand to look at the faint lines on his palm: "Every fortune teller goes against the will of heaven, so every hurdle we encounter is very difficult. In fact, I should have died during the Nascent Soul Tribulation."
Pei Zichen listened, looking at Jiang Zhaoxue's palm lines, and heard her say, "That heavenly tribulation, the nine-sky thunder tribulation, lasted for forty-seven days. I felt like I wasn't just going through a heavenly tribulation, but that the heavens were determined to kill me. At that time, I was in pain and very scared. I knew I would die, but at that time, maybe there was something wrong with my brain."
Jiang Zhaoxue laughed: "When I thought I couldn't make it, I felt someone coming. He hugged me from behind. As soon as he hugged me, I didn't feel any pain. I just felt thunder constantly hitting me. He covered my ears and told me not to be afraid. I know it was an illusion because of the pain, but I have always remembered this feeling. I think this is the Shen Yuqing I imagined. So I once thought that this love was worth it because it made me a better person. But in the next two hundred years..."
Jiang Zhaoxue didn't continue talking. She couldn't tell how the past two hundred years had gone.
Pei Zichen looked at her blankly and said with certainty: "It's worth it."
Jiang Zhaoxue's confusion faded away, and she saw Pei Zichen smile: "Every past has its meaning. It makes up a complete you, and it's worth it."
"This kind of empty talk..." Jiang Zhaoxue said helplessly, "It's just a form of comfort."
"I can't say you're not doing well." Pei Zichen looked at her gently, "I can only comfort you about your past and pray for your future. I pray that when you look back in the future, you won't regret meeting me. I pray that your future will be as bright as the sun, as bright as the stars, and everlasting and blooming."
"What about you?" Jiang Zhaoxue wondered, "What expectations do you have for yourself?"
"I?"
Pei Zichen looked at Jiang Zhaoxue and kept staring at her.
Jiang Zhaoxue waited under his gaze. After a long time, she saw Pei Zichen smile. He leaned in front of her and rested his forehead against hers.
"I only wish," he lowered his eyes and spoke softly, "that the bright moon would shine upon me at night."
"Night after night, I'm alone."
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The author has something to say: [Small Theater]
Pei Zichen: "The bright moon shines on me at night, every night, and I am alone."
Jiang Zhaoxue: "Speak human language."
Pei Zichen: "Wife, can you sleep with me every night? Only with me."
Jiang Zhaoxue: "..."
I originally thought I could write about Shen Yuqing.
Looks like the next chapter is coming
Write an emotional transition.
Two people just confirmed their relationship, and when they meet and talk about business, they always feel that the atmosphere is lacking.
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