Chapter 116 Chapter 116 (Revised) Should I call you Xin Zuo...
After Jiang Zhaoxue sent this outrageous letter, he relaxed.
She didn't expect Pei Zichen to reply. According to his current thinking, after reading the letter, he would probably start to guess that she and Shen Yuqing were working together to set up a conspiracy. Now that she said these words, he probably wouldn't believe a word of it. Writing these words would only soothe his own mood.
She rarely said these words before, and even when she did, it was just perfunctory.
Before he left, she was always thinking about other things, like the Soul Locking Formation. She wondered if she entrusted her true feelings to him and he changed his mind in the future, wouldn't he be no different from Shen Yuqing?
It's okay if a person falls into a trap once, but if it happens again and again, she herself will not be able to bear her own stupidity.
She was so defensive that she couldn't tell the truth from the false. She kept thinking about waiting until tomorrow, about using the Soul Locking Formation to extract his spiritual power, and then taking him back to Penglai to get an answer. But when she waited...
Jiang Zhaoxue closed his eyes, sighed, and didn't want to think about it anymore.
After all, I am alive and I am back.
Although he has some problems with his brain now, he is still alive, which is better than anything else.
Jiang Zhaoxue comforted herself and fell back on the bed.
I decided to have a good sleep and go find someone tomorrow to see what the plan is.
She and Anan covered themselves with the quilt, closed their eyes and fell asleep. In a daze, she dreamed that she was walking alone on a long road with no end in sight. It was covered with ice and snow, and she felt her flesh and blood being stuck to the ice and snow with every step she took.
She was breathing in the snow when she suddenly heard someone calling her softly.
"Nvjun."
Jiang Zhaoxue suddenly turned around and saw a figure standing in the dark. He was hidden in the darkness, and only his black clothes with wide sleeves could be vaguely seen, but she recognized him at the first sight.
She opened her eyes wide, as if she suddenly understood why she was in a dream. She chased after him like crazy, and hurriedly shouted: "Pei Zichen! Stop, Pei Zichen!"
Blood spread all over the ice. She pounced forward. The other person seemed to have been standing there, but disappeared in the moment she touched him.
"Nvjun."
The lingering sound made Jiang Zhaoxue open his eyes suddenly in shock, gasping for breath as he looked at the ceiling of the bed. The chill in his dream spread from the soles of his feet and spread throughout his body.
Anan was awakened by her breathing and looked up confusedly: "What's wrong with you?"
These words finally brought Jiang Zhaoxue out of her dream. Anan noticed her emotions and couldn't help but ask, "Why are you so scared?"
"It was a nightmare."
Jiang Zhaoxue came to his senses and found that it was already dawn.
She rubbed her head and got up. Not daring to sleep anymore, she simply lifted the bed curtains.
As soon as she moved, there was a creaking sound from outside the door, and then the Yin Zhixians came in one after another and began to help her get up.
Despite the big commotion last night, Pei Zichen still didn't intend to treat her unfairly, and everything went on as if nothing had happened.
She put on her clothes and calmed down.
Anan followed her to sit at the dining table. She began to drink the porridge while Anan pecked at the melon seeds. The man and the bird sat at the table thinking together about how to reconcile with Pei Zichen.
She didn't have much experience in pursuing people, and the only one she had was Shen Yuqing, but she had just acted recklessly at that time, and the result was not very friendly.
When it comes to how to reconcile, she is a little overwhelmed and asks Anan: "How do you think I should start?"
"First of all, you absolutely cannot contact Ye Tianjiao." Anan raised his head from the melon seed bowl and said seriously, "He's insecure. If you keep contacting him, doesn't that just prove that you and others are plotting to harm him?"
"That makes sense." Jiang Zhaoxue nodded and commented, "Anyway, Ye Tianjiao is more of a hindrance than a help, so there's no need to contact him."
For others, just stay alive.
"Secondly, you need to explain clearly to him what happened. It's best to have a face-to-face meeting," Anan thought and gave her advice. "Relationships can only be cultivated in person, and it's the fastest way to cultivate them. Didn't Ye Tianjiao say that we should let him be happy? Look, what he forgot proves what makes him happiest. We can make him happy every day!"
Anan said it politely, but Jiang Zhaoxue understood what he meant as soon as he heard it.
She pondered for a moment, frowning, and said thoughtfully, "Love between a man and a woman is the icing on the cake. His current obsession is that he can't feel my friendship. If I use this method, I'm afraid it will be too purposeful and counterproductive."
"Can……"
"If this method can work," Jiang Zhaoxue saw that Anan was still trying to persuade him, so she reminded him, "Why did he push me away last night?"
These words made Anan pause and realize that Jiang Zhaoxue was right.
This made the bird feel troubled, and it couldn't help but ask: "Then...what should I do?"
"We still have to take it slow," Jiang Zhaoxue thought, and finally decided, "Heart disease needs heart medicine, so let's meet first."
As he spoke, Jiang Zhaoxue sent a message to Pei Zichen, wanting to meet him.
As expected, the message fell on deaf ears.
Jiang Zhaoxue and Anan looked at each other, and Anan pondered: "How about you force yourself out to find him now?"
Jiang Zhaoxue thought about it and shook his head: "No, we can't force it now."
She pondered for a moment, then sent another message: "It's about your physical condition. I have something to discuss with you."
Pei Zichen's personality is such that even if he gets angry, he will not delay his work.
As expected, Pei Zichen replied within a moment after he said this: "I'll be back in a quarter of an hour."
“Tsk.”
Upon hearing this, Anan quickly said, "Look at the way he used the word 'come back'. It means he cares about you and thinks you're his home!"
Jiang Zhaoxue didn't say anything, but there was a smile in her eyes. She replied, "No need. You are the master, not the prisoner. I will come to find you in a quarter of an hour."
After saying that, Jiang Zhaoxue didn't care about the other party's reply, directly cut off the message, and quickly got up to pack up.
A quarter of an hour was not a long time, and it only gave her enough time to make some adjustments and touch up her makeup.
Then he clenched his fist and said simply: "Heaven has summoned you to see Pei Zichen."
"So direct?!"
Anan was shocked, but Jiang Zhaoxue was sensing the spiritual power around him.
Pei Zichen's cultivation level is obviously much higher than hers now. If Pei Zichen has no intention of letting her see him, her luck in gambling will only backfire.
However, her spiritual power was vibrating, and within a moment, she felt herself being pulled by a suction force. When she reacted, she was already standing in a room that looked like a study.
But compared to an ordinary study, this one is obviously much larger. There are layers of soldiers guarding the room inside and outside, making it more like the "imperial study" of an emperor on earth.
As soon as Jiang Zhaoxue appeared in the room, the soldiers outside immediately became alert. Jiang Zhaoxue had barely stood firm when the weapons surrounded her. A demon cultivator shouted, "Who are you, the rogue, to dare to trespass into Xuanshu Pavilion?!"
"Xuanshu Pavilion".
When Jiang Zhaoxue heard this name that was obviously centralized, she knew she had come to the right place. She looked up and saw Pei Zichen sitting behind a desk not far away, staring at her calmly.
Jiang Zhaoxue immediately smiled, placed his hands in front of him, but without even looking at the people around him, he said with a smile: "I have an appointment with the Emperor, and now I am here as promised."
"I didn't agree." Pei Zichen said coldly.
Jiang Zhaoxue immediately said with regret: "Since we're here, why bother with formalities?"
Pei Zichen was choked by these words. Seeing that she showed no intention of leaving, he impatiently put away the documents in his hand and raised his hand, saying, "Everyone, leave. No one is allowed to enter the hall."
After hearing what was said, everyone secretly glanced at Jiang Zhaoxue, quickly retreated and closed the door.
The hall suddenly became quiet. Pei Zichen threw out a Yin Zhixian in his hand and helped Jiang Zhaoxue sit down.
Jiang Zhaoxue followed Yin Zhixian to sit at the small table next to Pei Zichen. Seeing Yin Zhixian pouring hot tea for her, she smiled again: "You said you didn't plan to see me, but this tea is still hot..."
"There will be no cold tea in my palace."
Pei Zichen interrupted her, and Jiang Zhaoxue froze slightly. Then she pretended nothing had happened, picked up the teacup smoothly, took a sip, and praised, "Good tea."
"What do you want to say?"
Pei Zichen ignored her rambling and went straight to the point.
Jiang Zhaoxue knew Pei Zichen wasn't in the mood for small talk, so she said without further ado, "There are some misunderstandings between you and me, and I want to clear them up. First, I came to the Nine Netherworld Realm to revive you. Second, I'm staying here to save you."
As she spoke, Jiang Zhaoxue recounted everything that had happened between Ye Tianjiao and her.
Pei Zichen listened silently. After he finished listening, he concluded, "So, what you're saying is that if I can't love you like I did in the past, I will be corroded by resentment and become an evil god?"
After saying this, Jiang Zhaoxue's movements stiffened slightly.
She also realized that what she said sounded a bit absurd. Pei Zichen was afraid that he would not believe her, so she could only bite the bullet and explain: "In fact, you can verify everything I said."
"I know what you said might be true."
Pei Zichen responded immediately, staring at her and saying, "But even if it's true, Master Jiang, there's no need to continue with feelings that you can't feel."
Jiang Zhaoxue was startled. Pei Zichen lowered his eyes, looking at the words before him, not knowing what he was trying to verify. He said softly, "I can't tell whether you want to be with me to stop me from becoming an evil god or if you're sincere. But since I can't tell, it proves that you're not sincere enough. I certainly still have some feelings for Jiang Xianzhu, but the mountains and rivers can change, the sun and the moon can disappear, and nothing in this world can't be changed. It's better to keep public affairs private and private affairs private. If you're here to help me become an evil god, then I can leave a fatal spell for Jiang Xianzhu. If I become an evil god, Jiang Xianzhu can just kill me without going through so much trouble."
Jiang Zhaoxue listened without saying anything, sipping the tea as if he had heard nothing.
Pei Zichen didn't want her to escape, so he pressed on, "What does Immortal Master Jiang think?"
"I think that the Emperor doesn't need to draw conclusions right now regarding our personal affairs."
Jiang Zhaoxue raised her head and chuckled, looking calm and composed. She simply said, "Why don't you give me a chance? Let's spend some time together and then make a decision."
Pei Zichen said nothing, just stared at her.
Jiang Zhaoxue didn't give him any room to regret and immediately said, "If you don't want to rekindle our past relationship, then you must have some ulterior motive by allowing me to come to the Nine Netherworld Realm. So before that, why don't you give me a chance? If you've done your job and you still think I have ulterior motives and no true feelings for you, wouldn't it be more appropriate to talk things over and then go our separate ways?"
"you……"
"Or are you afraid that after spending time with me, you'll find it hard to let go and be deceived by me again? That's true," Jiang Zhaoxue said with a smile, "You're willing to put your life in my hands. How can such a deep friendship withstand my deliberate temptation?"
Pei Zichen's expression suddenly changed when he heard this, and he immediately explained: "I did this for..."
"Just kidding," Jiang Zhaoxue interrupted him, saying seriously, "I know you're also afraid of becoming an evil god, but you're even more afraid of repeating the same mistakes. It's true that I lied to you back then, and I understand that you have resentment and doubts in your heart. But no matter what..."
Jiang Zhaoxue looked around and gave him a way out: "You brought me to the Nine Nether Realm, you have to ensure my safety, right?"
"It's safe in my chambers."
"But I can't be locked up in there forever," Jiang Zhaoxue said immediately. "Who am I to you? Should I be locked up in your palace and kept as a concubine?"
This question stumped Pei Zichen.
Jiang Zhaoxue sighed and said softly, "Zichen, you can't control me. If you don't agree, I'll come again tomorrow. If we alert the guards, a fight won't be a good look."
Pei Zichen didn't say anything. Jiang Zhaoxue sensed his hesitation and immediately clapped her hands, striking while the iron was hot. She said, "It's settled. Starting tomorrow, I'll come to see you every day. You can do your own thing and don't worry about me. Just treat me as a tree or a flower, growing beside you and blooming beautifully."
"If you have this much time, why don't you go find your little disciple?"
Seeing that he couldn't refuse, Pei Zichen spoke coldly. Jiang Zhaoxue paused and looked at him meaningfully.
Pei Zichen realized what he had said and immediately felt embarrassed. He turned his head and said, "Since you are allowed to travel freely, you can go wherever you want."
"Of course I came to see you."
Jiang Zhaoxue laughed and immediately said, "I didn't know you were my little Zichen before, but now that I know, I won't go anywhere else except by your side."
"Flattery."
"Great!" Jiang Zhaoxue immediately praised herself and exposed him, "It seems that what I said really pleased you?"
Pei Zichen paused, his face showing some annoyance: "Jiang Zhaoxue, you..."
"Alright, Your Majesty," Jiang Zhaoxue stood up and said generously, "I know you're not ready yet. Prepare yourself mentally today, and I'll come find you tomorrow."
Jiang Zhaoxue turned and walked out. After a few steps, she suddenly remembered something and looked back at Pei Zichen, curiously asking, "Pei Zichen, is the Demon Palace warehouse under your management now?"
Pei Zichen knew she wanted something when he heard it. He raised his hand and threw a token over, saying impatiently, "Yin Zhixian will take you there."
"good."
Jiang Zhaoxue raised her hand to take the token, looked down at it, and immediately praised: "Our Zichen is still so generous."
"you--"
Pei Zichen looked up angrily, and Jiang Zhaoxue quickly waved her hand: "Let's go."
With that, she swung the token and strode out. When she reached the door, Anan breathed a sigh of relief: "I was scared to death. The master is really flexible. Just now I thought he had said nothing."
"He has a knot in his heart, so naturally he wants to reconcile himself. How can I argue with him?"
Jiang Zhaoxue said, lowering his eyes to glance at the token in his hand, and chuckled: "You little kid, bluffing."
After getting the token, Jiang Zhaoxue asked Yin Zhixian to lead the way and took her to the warehouse. She found many items she liked, all of which were small decorative items.
The colors of the Nine Netherworld are depressing, and she mostly likes bright things. Her style can be seen at a glance.
Then he thought about Pei Zichen's physique and took some medicinal herbs.
The next day, she went to visit early.
Pei Zichen lifted her restrictions and specially asked a Yin Zhixian to lead the way for her. Early in the morning, she took her Qiankun bag and went to Xuanshu Pavilion where Pei Zichen handled daily affairs. Seeing that Pei Zichen had not returned, she began to take out the small furniture she had chosen yesterday and began to arrange it.
The people around her widened their eyes when they saw her moving around, but they looked at each other and remembered Pei Zichen's instruction "Let her do whatever she wants" before he left yesterday, so they didn't dare to step forward.
Jiang Zhaoxue happily decorated the room with her own things, and finally placed the silver incense burner with small flowers that she had chosen on Pei Zichen's desk. After lighting the incense she usually used, she happily returned to the table that Pei Zichen had prepared for her.
Anan saw the table with the fruit plate and couldn't help but say, "I told you not to come, but now it's all prepared properly, right?"
"I can't help it," Jiang Zhaoxue said with a smile. Although she was refuting, she was obviously very happy. She peeled an orange and said, "It was all my fault."
"You really give him face." Anan said with disdain, but Jiang Zhaoxue didn't care.
He stuffed the orange slices into his mouth and ate them slowly, listening to Anan ask curiously, "But why are you here so early in the morning to decorate his room?"
"Of course, it's to strengthen the impression they make of me." Jiang Zhaoxue said casually, "If you want someone to get used to you and remember you, you have to unify your style, starting with the details."
The objects she selected were almost all white and silver, with floral and grassy styles, completely different from the Nine Netherworld Realm and easily recognizable at a glance.
"Everywhere he looks, there's your shadow. Everywhere he smells, there's your scent. Seeing him at fixed times, leaving at fixed times, over time, he'll get used to it. Once he gets used to it, he'll develop feelings for you. And then..."
As Jiang Zhaoxue was speaking, she heard footsteps outside. She turned around and saw Pei Zichen walking in.
The two looked at each other, and Jiang Zhaoxue smiled slightly: "Zi Chen is back?"
Pei Zichen listened, withdrew his gaze from her, walked back to his desk, and when he sat down, he saw an extra incense burner on the desk.
He paused for a moment, but ultimately said nothing and looked down at the documents.
When he stared at the incense burner, Jiang Zhaoxue stared at him and waited for a long time. Seeing that he lowered his head and ignored her, Jiang Zhaoxue finally let go of her worries and stuffed the orange into her mouth, feeling more confident.
After that, Jiang Zhaoxue came here every morning and went back every evening.
Every day, she goes wherever Pei Zichen goes.
Pei Zichen has a very regular schedule.
Every morning, he would first attend a morning meeting, and then he would return to Xuanshu Pavilion to review memorials. If there was nothing to do after reviewing them, he would leave the palace to clean up the resentful insects, and then come back to hold a formal court meeting in the evening. After the meeting, he would return to his cave to meditate.
So every morning, Jiang Zhaoxue would wait for him at the entrance of the corridor connecting the main hall to Xuanshu Pavilion.
Afterwards, she went back to Xuanshu Pavilion with him. She asked someone to prepare the sweet soup he liked in advance. Then, while he reviewed memorials, she made incense and refined elixirs beside him.
Whenever he left the palace, she would follow him, stand by and watch him clean up the evil insects, and occasionally help him.
The resentful insect is extremely disgusting, and almost all spells are banned in its birthplace.
Sometimes she thought the bag was too dirty and insisted that he carry her on his back. He couldn't stand the complaints and would still carry her out on his back.
When he carried her on his back, his muscles were tense, for fear that she would say something embarrassing and point out that he had been soft-hearted again.
However, she said nothing, only put her arms around his neck, leaned her face against his back, and whispered, "Pei Zichen, you are so nice. I am so happy."
His heart beat faster, and he didn't know why he was happy or why she was happy.
He didn't dare to ask, so he just carried her back quietly.
When he went to court in the evening and came back, he would see her standing at the door of the hall with a smile on her face, holding a lamp and waiting for him.
At first she said she would take him to the cave, but he refused. She wanted to come again, so Pei Zichen took her back.
There were few people at night and the light was dim. In the black and white world, she was the only one who stood out brightly.
The light falling on her would appear in colors, mottled and rotating, and she would lead him forward, one in front and one behind.
They seldom talked to each other, and Jiang Zhaoxue was almost always the only one chatting.
She rarely mentioned serious matters, but just talked about interesting things every day. Today she encountered a big ant, and she put a piece of candy there specifically, which resulted in a fight between two nearby ant nests.
The next day she came across a very beautiful tree, and when she went over to it, a branch was pulled off her.
The two of them lived in peace and quiet for more than half a month. One day, they were on their way back from the outskirts of the city after killing resentful insects.
This was the rare time they left the Demon Palace every day, and Pei Zichen would take her for a walk along the busiest street in Cangdu. If she saw something she liked, they would buy it.
Jiang Zhaoxue could always buy a bunch every time. She didn't have the magic crystals circulating in the Nine Netherworld Realm, so she could only rely on Pei Zichen to pay for it.
Just after finishing the shopping that day, Jiang Zhaoxue suddenly remembered something and coughed lightly, saying, "You've been quite tired these days. As a token of reciprocity, I'll give you something as well."
Pei Zichen listened, put the jewelry box she had just bought into the Qiankun bag, and said calmly: "A guest is a guest, it's my duty."
These words were spoken coldly. Jiang Zhaoxue coughed lightly and ignored him. She directly took out a brocade bag from her sleeve, stopped, and handed it to him, saying happily, "Guess what this is?"
Pei Zichen looked at the bag full of what were obviously pills and remained silent.
Jiang Zhaoxue felt a little embarrassed when she saw that he had no reaction.
Glancing around at the people who were peeking around, she simply reached out and took his hand, placing the heavy brocade bag in his palm, and said generously, "I know you have everything you need in the Demon Palace, and I don't have anything to give you. These are the Soul-Fixing Pills I have recently made according to your physique. Keep them. From now on, every time you think of me, think of me once."
As she spoke, she raised her head and jokingly said, "How is it?"
Pei Zichen didn't say anything, he just lowered his eyes and looked at her.
The person under the light was very close to him, and the whole person looked like he was fished out of a honey jar, emitting a sweet fragrance inside and out.
It invaded his nose, making the person in front of him taste strangely sweet.
He was keenly aware of their handshake, pointing out that she held the back of his hand with one hand and placed the other hand on his palm through the brocade bag.
She was not a swordsman, so there were no calluses on her hands, which were so smooth that water seemed to be dripping from them.
He stared into her eyes and felt the thirst in his throat.
Like a traveler trekking through the desert, her lips seemed to be filled with moisture and conceal a clear spring.
However, there were too many people around, so he quickly suppressed this thought, put the sachet in her palm, turned around and said, "I don't want it."
"well?"
Jiang Zhaoxue was shocked when she heard this and quickly chased after him: "Why don't you want it? I've been training so hard!"
"That's why I don't want it." Pei Zichen explained coldly, "If I want it today, you can give it to me tomorrow. You're not my alchemist, so why do I need your pills?"
Jiang Zhaoxue listened and came to her senses. She followed Pei Zichen and said seriously, "Oh, I see."
As she spoke, her eyes fell on a young couple nearby.
The woman was tying a sachet on the man. She looked gentle and the man's face was blushing.
It is obvious that they are in love with each other and look quite affectionate.
"You're right," Jiang Zhaoxue looked at the two and nodded in agreement. "I'm not your alchemist, why would I give you this?"
Pei Zichen glanced at her indifferently and ignored her.
Jiang Zhaoxue figured it out, then advised: "But I've already practiced, and no one else needs these Soul-Fixing Pills except you. Take them?"
Pei Zichen ignored her and walked forward. Jiang Zhaoxue trotted forward, blocking his path by walking backwards, waving the brocade bag and saying, "Here, take it. Do you want it or I'll give it to someone else?"
"Then go ahead and deliver it." Pei Zichen immediately counterattacked, raised his hand and waved open the brocade bag, striding forward, "Send it to whoever you want."
As he spoke, Pei Zichen walked past her, and Jiang Zhaoxue curled her lips.
The two returned to the palace, and Pei Zichen went to court. At night, Jiang Zhaoxue came to pick him up and he escorted her back to her bedroom. On the way, she began to ask, "What's your favorite animal?"
Pei Zichen remained silent. Jiang Zhaoxue recalled, "Dog?"
"No."
Pei Zichen denied it immediately. Jiang Zhaoxue thought that maybe Pangpang had hurt him too deeply.
She pondered Pei Zichen's preferences for a moment, and recalled the look in his eyes every time he saw her transformed. She had a rough idea in her mind: "Oh, I get it."
Pei Zichen was puzzled, frowned slightly, and said nothing more.
He just sent her to the bedroom and then left as usual.
As soon as he left, Jiang Zhaoxue took out the needle and thread she had sneaked out to buy tonight.
When Anan saw her holding the needle and thread, he jumped up in fright: "What are you doing? Are you trying to stab me?"
"What are you stabbing?"
Jiang Zhaoxue waited for her to look, then picked up the needle and thread and began to draw on the white cloth. He frowned and asked, "How do you embroider a tiger?"
The last time Jiang Zhaoxue embroidered something was two hundred years ago.
She was not good at it two hundred years ago, and she is not much better now. She spent the whole night embroidering the pattern she wanted and then sewing it into a brocade bag.
Just as she finished, the sky was getting brighter. She quickly tidied herself up and went to work.
She arrived at Xuanshu Pavilion early and fell asleep on the table. When she woke up, the hall was filled with the scent of agarwood and the sound of turning pages. Jiang Zhaoxue raised her eyes in a daze and saw Pei Zichen already sitting in his original position.
Jiang Zhaoxue yawned and said vaguely, "You're here?"
"Didn't you sleep last night?"
Pei Zichen glanced at her and asked casually.
Jiang Zhaoxue responded and yawned, "Yeah, I didn't sleep all night."
"What did you do?"
Pei Zichen lowered his head to review the memorials. Jiang Zhaoxue perked up when he heard this. She walked around the desk and squatted in front of him, saying with a smile, "I have a surprise for you."
As she spoke, she pulled out the sachet and said excitedly, "Look!"
Pei Zichen looked up and frowned. Just as he was about to speak, Jiang Zhaoxue pointed at a tangled mass of silver threads and asked, "Look what this is?!"
Pei Zichen was stunned by this question. He frowned and stared at the ball of silver thread.
Jiang Zhaoxue blinked: "Is this tiger good-looking?"
Pei Zichen was stunned. Jiang Zhaoxue saw his expression, turned around and asked in confusion, "Can't you tell?"
But she was also open-minded and said generously: "It's normal that you can't see it. I haven't made this kind of thing many times. If you like it, I will make a few more for you in the future."
Pei Zichen said nothing, his eyes falling on the needle hole on her fingertips.
Everything in the Nine Netherworlds has an impact on her, and any injuries she suffers will be difficult to heal.
He stared at the needle holes quietly. Jiang Zhaoxue took his pen away, pulled his hand over, and placed the brocade bag filled with pills in his hand. Without any grudge, she said generously, "I've reflected on what you said last night. I'm indeed not your alchemist, and refining pills for you won't really help you much. It's just that I really don't know what I can give you, so I can only do what I can."
She said it lightly, but Pei Zichen's heart surged, as if something was churning in his chest as he listened to her chattering: "I can make pills, so I'll make pills for you. I can refine weapons, so I'll refine weapons for you. I can also pray for you and bless you in the future. Whatever you need, whatever I can give, I'll give it to you. But what I'm giving you is actually the same as this treasure bag."
"What's the meaning?"
Pei Zichen spoke somewhat dryly.
Jiang Zhaoxue was stunned. She didn't expect Pei Zichen to ask back. After hesitating for a moment, she coughed lightly. She felt a little embarrassed, but still raised her eyes and said solemnly: "It means that I like you."
Pei Zichen's heart felt like it was struck hard. At that moment, a huge sense of happiness came like a tsunami, accompanied by a severe pain that tore his soul apart.
The two perceptions intertwined, and his face turned pale.
Jiang Zhaoxue noticed it keenly and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing."
Pei Zichen suppressed all the pain, he was used to this kind of pain, and said in a forced indifference: "I already said last night that I won't accept this thing.
"oh."
Jiang Zhaoxue observed him and said casually, "But wouldn't it be a waste if you don't take them? No one else can use these pills except you. Just for my sake, please," Jiang Zhaoxue clasped her hands together, "accept them. Look at this little tiger, how adorable."
Pei Zichen didn't say anything. He looked at the ball of thread on the brocade bag and slowly saw the shadow of a little tiger. It was really cute.
He was a little hesitant to let go for a moment, and Jiang Zhaoxue probed: "Besides, you can't just give this kind of thing away, right?"
"I'll take it."
Pei Zichen spoke almost the moment he heard it.
Jiang Zhaoxue looked at him in surprise. Pei Zichen realized that he reacted too quickly and his ears turned slightly red.
He forced himself to remain calm and said, "But it doesn't mean anything if I accept it."
"I know."
Jiang Zhaoxue nodded nonchalantly, keenly sensing the fluctuations of spiritual energy around her. She stood up and said, "Oh, it's time for lunch. I want to eat braised fish. I'll go check the kitchen."
Pei Zichen said nothing and watched Jiang Zhaoxue stand up.
She strode out, raised her hand and said, "Have your own way. I'm going to eat fish."
As she said that, she walked out the door, and then her face suddenly turned cold.
In fact, she had occasionally felt fluctuations in spiritual power every time Pei Zichen's mood changed, but she thought it was from Pei Zichen himself absorbing resentment.
However, this time she clearly realized that this was not Pei Zichen absorbing the power himself. She had just observed for a long time, stared at the source of the power, and followed it all the way.
The power was very close. Jiang Zhaoxue only had to turn three or two corridors before she reached the end. Before she stepped into the moon-arched gate, she could still hear a group of people chatting. She took a big step and stepped into the gate. Then she followed the spiritual power and saw the person on the opposite corridor.
She was very tall, dressed in red, and surrounded by two women.
Noticing Jiang Zhaoxue coming in, everyone stopped talking. The woman raised her head and looked at Jiang Zhaoxue across the courtyard.
Jiang Zhaoxue looked at the man and calmed down in an instant.
It's an expected character.
She looked into the other person's cold eyes and smiled.
"Yeah, long time no see."
As she spoke, she tilted her head and chuckled, "Should I call you the New Left Envoy, or Mu Jinyue?"
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