Chapter 39 Chapter 39 He likes her, his master's wife...
Who is he?
Thinking of the beautiful dreams he had since his youth, Pei Zichen's eyelashes trembled and he remained silent.
Yuan Luogong chuckled and then calmed down.
The third day arrived quickly, and after lunch in the afternoon, everyone began to prepare.
Qian Sisi instructed Ye Tianjiao to wear Jiang Zhaoxue's clothes. Ye Tianjiao was indignant and asked in confusion, "Why do I have to wear women's clothes and Pei Zichen doesn't? We're all men, why does he get treated specially?"
"Because you're beautiful!" Qian Sisi said soothingly, rubbing his lipstick. "And you're smarter than him."
"The most important thing is," Jiang Zhaoxue reminded him, sitting down and stretching, "Shen Yuqing knows him. He's already interfering with Shen Yuqing. If you two hadn't disguised yourself as me, he wouldn't even look at you ants."
"You make it sound like he's very powerful!" Ye Tianjiao was not convinced.
"He can destroy your Great Xia with one full-strength sword strike." Jiang Zhaoxue bent over and stretched his muscles. His tone was nonchalant, but it showed his confidence in Shen Yuqing.
Pei Zichen, who was waiting nearby, looked up and saw Jiang Zhaoxue casually say, "If it weren't for the laws of the Human Realm suppressing him, he might have used too much power and been sent back by the Time Mirror. How many people in Daxia do you think could defeat him?"
"Master is so powerful?" Pei Zichen suddenly asked.
He knew that Shen Yuqing was strong in the past, but when he entered the sect, Shen Yuqing was already an Immortal Lord. He had never seen Shen Yuqing draw his sword and had almost no idea of how strong Shen Yuqing was.
Jiang Zhaoxue knew he didn't know what kind of master he had, so she smiled and said, "Of course, he lost when he was young, but ever since he entered the Fusion Stage, I've never seen him lose. How do you think he got the position of leader of the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion? He fought for it."
“But…” Ye Tianjiao was unconvinced, “There are also several Mahayana masters in the Human Realm!”
Jiang Zhaoxue listened, thought for a moment, and nodded, "Yes, there might be a few who can fight."
Not being able to beat them is another matter.
After all, her father might not be able to beat her.
Jiang Zhaoxue's tone was perfunctory, but Ye Tianjiao couldn't hear it, so he just said, "That's right, the outcome is still unknown!"
Pei Zichen listened silently, stroking the hilt of his sword, as if thinking about something.
Seeing that he was silent, Jiang Zhaoxue stepped forward and asked, "What are you thinking about so seriously?"
"Disciple is wondering," Pei Zichen lowered his eyes to look at the hilt of the sword in his hand, "when will I be able to reach the level of my master."
"Very soon." Jiang Zhaoxue laughed at this, but when she thought about what he would face after growing up, she felt a little guilty. She coughed lightly and said, "It doesn't matter if it's not here yet. Go do your work first and don't think about these trivial things."
"Once the arrow is shot, there's no turning back." Anan sighed, "Once the Soul Locking Formation is activated, it takes everything. Don't take it too seriously."
"knew."
Jiang Zhaoxue also knew that Anan was right, so she turned around angrily and went to the door to bask in the sun.
Although she couldn't see it, she still felt very comfortable with the warm sun falling on her body.
By the time the group was ready, it was almost afternoon. Ye Wenzhi, dressed in his official uniform, hurried back, somewhat nervously, and said happily, "It's done. I've had the magic circle that Master Jiang gave me taken to the Heavenly Prison."
Jiang Zhaoxue listened and immediately sensed it, confirming that the magic circle was indeed at the location of the Heavenly Prison. He turned around and urged Pei Zichen: "Zichen, go set up the formation."
After Pei Zichen heard this, he immediately led Ye Tianjiao and Qian Sisi, who had dressed up, to the outskirts of Beijing to set up the formation.
After setting up the formation, he did not immediately use the Yuanluo Bow to open up space. The Time Mirror could sense the existence of the artifact, and he would only choose the Yuanluo Bow when escaping at the last moment.
He stood in the magic circle and informed Jiang Zhaoxue: "Master's wife, I'm ready here."
"Send a message to Mu Jinyue," Jiang Zhaoxue said immediately, "Tell her not to tell Shen Yuqing and come here secretly."
Pei Zichen heard what was said and took the jade token for transmitting sound. He really wanted to send a message to Mu Jinyue, but he didn't know what to say.
In reality, he and Mu Jinyue weren't familiar with each other. They were just ordinary fellow students in the past, and even quite unfamiliar due to the gender difference. It was just that Mu Jinyue had always been quite enthusiastic towards him, but he had always thought it was just Mu Jinyue's personality.
Now that he was rashly invited, he hesitated and considered the proper course of action.
Qian Sisi, who was standing beside him, saw him hesitate and immediately pulled the sound transmission jade token from Pei Zichen's hand. She found Mu Jinyue's name and began to write quickly: "Junior sister, we are now at the Ten Mile Pavilion in the east of the city. We have something important to discuss. It concerns the future of our lives. Please do not disturb Master. Love, Senior Brother, Chen."
"etc!"
When Pei Zichen saw the last sentence, he hurriedly tried to stop Qian Sisi, but Qian Sisi had already sent the message.
After seeing the message being sent, Pei Zichen snatched back the Jade Sound Transmission Card and shouted, "Miss Qian, how could you do this?!"
"If you don't write and take the initiative, will the girl be willing to come?"
Qian Duoduo glared at Pei Zichen: "You are ignorant."
After he finished speaking, Pei Zichen saw the sound transmission jade token light up, and on it was Mu Jinyue's reply: "Okay."
Seeing the word "good", Qian Duoduo laughed: "Oh, this little girl is quite cool."
However, Pei Zichen said nothing. He looked at the word "good" and frowned, then realized: "This is not my junior sister."
"ah?"
Qian Duoduo and Ye Tianjiao turned around together: "Who is this?"
As they spoke, they felt the surroundings vibrate. Pei Zichen's expression instantly grew stern, and he thrust out his sword. In an instant, he used the power of the Yuanluo Bow to split open several spaces, standing face to face in the magic circle like a mirror. At the last moment before Shen Yuqing appeared, he suddenly leaped into the space and warned, "My master, run!"
The moment the sound fell, a mighty sword energy came, shocking the three people in the magic circle to jump into space. Then the sword energy fell to the ground with a "boom" and quickly stopped when it landed.
The three of them were terrified and hid in the space opened up by Pei Zichen, not daring to come out. Jiang Zhaoxue's formation was a formation that connected the space opened up by Pei Zichen into a circular maze. The three of them were separated on one side and had no idea where they were in the entire maze.
They hid in the dark, watching Shen Yuqing suddenly appear in the formation, and everyone's heart was beating very fast.
Shen Yuqing came too hastily. Even if he brought Mu Jinyue with him, they had no chance of encountering Mu Jinyue at all. This also meant that there was nothing here that could check and balance Shen Yuqing, and he could break the magic circle with a sword at any time.
Although the formation was written by Jiang Zhaoxue, she is only at the Nascent Soul stage now. It is unknown to what level Shen Yuqing has been suppressed. However, sword cultivators do not rely that much on spiritual power. The importance of sword intent to sword cultivators is far greater than spiritual power. Therefore, without Mu Jinyue as a hostage to restrain them, no one can say to what extent Shen Yuqing can break the formation.
Everyone was so nervous that they dared not breathe. Pei Zichen glanced at Shen Yuqing, who was looking around the surrounding magic circle. Suppressing his heartbeat, he sent a message to Jiang Zhaoxue: "Master's Wife, it's done."
The sound transmission brought about fluctuations in spiritual power. Almost at the moment the message was sent, Shen Yuqing slashed towards the space where Pei Zichen was with a sword!
Pei Zichen leaped to the side and simultaneously drew his sword to break open another dimension. Ye Tianjiao and Qian Sisi cooperated behind Shen Yuqing and leaped into the next dimension. Mu Jinyue exclaimed, "Master's Wife!"
Hearing this, Shen Yuqing paused. Mu Jinyue grabbed Shen Yuqing's sleeve and said anxiously, "Master, this formation cannot be broken by force. Master's wife is here!"
Shen Yuqing's brows furrowed slightly when he heard what she said, and she said in a cold voice, "Jiang Zhaoxue, I won't hurt you, just come out."
The three of them didn't dare to speak.
Shen Yuqing's breath grew colder as he surveyed the surrounding space. He said calmly, "I know this is the Nine-Curved Corridor Formation. Each of your spaces is connected, so it won't be easy for me to catch you. But even a cunning rabbit has three burrows, and even its burrows have their limits. If I dismantle each of your spaces one by one, where can you escape to?"
Listening to Shen Yuqing's words, the three people hid in their own space. Qian Sisi clasped her hands together and prayed frantically, while Ye Tianjiao twisted talismans in his hands and breathed heavily to force himself to stay calm, both praying that the knife would not hit their heads.
Only Pei Zichen, holding a long sword, stared at Shen Yuqing vigilantly, ready to take action at any time.
Seeing that no one responded, Shen Yuqing's eyes became even more angry. He simply turned around and slashed at a space with his sword. The space instantly shattered like a mirror.
Seeing no one around, Shen Yuqing swung his sword downwards without hesitation, slashing through three spaces in a row. Just as he was about to hit Ye Tianjiao, Pei Zichen quickly jumped out. Shen Yuqing spun back and shouted, "Don't run, you brat!"
At the same time, Qian Sisi jumped from behind Shen Yuqing to the other side, and Mu Jinyue shouted: "Master's Wife!"
These words disturbed Shen Yuqing so much that he turned around. Seeing him turn his head, Ye Tianjiao quickly threw out the talisman and took the opportunity to jump into another space.
The three of them worked together to entangle Shen Yuqing, while on the other side, Jiang Zhaoxue got the news and immediately activated the formation he had prepared long ago.
Getting Bi'an to close his eyes was no easy task. She was only in the Nascent Soul stage, so getting him to close his eyes was practically impossible. So, she deliberately sent in four sleep-inducing arrays. These arrays were harmless, and Bi'an would simply mistake them for ordinary jailer sleep aids. But when these four arrays were placed in the four corners, they would seal Bi'an from all sides. The sleep-inducing arrays would quietly activate, and she could then gamble with the heavens, her chances of success even greater.
But since the Bi'an was a divine beast, she didn't dare to disturb it casually. She asked for divination before going out again, and only felt relieved after confirming that it was a good omen.
She had already prepared the altar and drawn up a formation. Ye Wenzhi and Chen Zhaoren were waiting nearby, anxiously watching Jiang Zhaoxue's hand gestures. He said calmly, "The laws of nature are unpredictable, so we gamble our luck on fate. Best of luck, pray to the gods for a short nap—go."
As he spoke, a jade stick flew out from the stick tube, and the word "Shangji" turned out, and Jiang Zhaoxue felt a little relieved.
Sensing that Bi'an was sleeping peacefully inside the magic circle, Jiang Zhaoxue immediately began to rearrange the formation.
Seeing this, Ye Wenzhi didn't know what Jiang Zhaoxue's progress was, so he hurriedly asked, "Master Jiang, how are things going now?"
"Bi'an is asleep now. I can go in."
As Jiang Zhaoxue drew the formation, she said, "But I'm not sure how long Zichen can hold Shen Yuqing back. To be on the safe side, I will enter the Heavenly Prison in my soul form. This is the Qingyin Bell."
Jiang Zhaoxue took out a bell and handed it to Chen Zhao: "Mr. Chen, if something unexpected happens, I tell you to ring the bell, you must ring it immediately."
"clear."
Chen Zhao nodded immediately. Jiang Zhaoxue re-painted the formation in his hand and shook the Qiankun Lottery again: "The way of heaven is unpredictable, and luck depends on heaven. Best of luck, your soul will travel a thousand miles - go!"
The jade stick flew out, and Jiang Zhaoxue saw the word "Shangshang" and took it. After holding it in her hand, she turned to look at Ye Wenzhi and Chen Zhao, nodded and said, "I'll go now. Lord Ye, is there anything you need to bring?"
Ye Wenzhi paused after hearing this, and after a moment's hesitation, he gritted his teeth and said, "Please ask Master Jiang to inform His Highness the Third Prince to prioritize saving his own life. As long as he survives, we, the ministers, will take care of things for him."
"good."
Jiang Zhaoxue nodded, then exerted force with her hands, crushing the jade stick. Then her whole body went limp. Ye Wenzhi and Chen Zhaoqing stepped forward to support her. Ye Wenzhi asked in panic, "Master Jiang?"
"It's alright," Chen Zhao said calmly, "Master Jiang's soul has left his body. Help him lie down to the side first."
They helped Jiang Zhaoxue lie down. The vision in front of Jiang Zhaoxue gradually darkened. When she opened her eyes again, she felt like she was in another space.
"We're here." Anan reminded her, "There's a chair on the left."
Jiang Zhaoxue listened and sat down quietly on the chair on the left.
This was an armchair. She leaned lazily in the chair, supporting her forehead. She raised her finger and the Mountain and River Bell fell silently.
Song Wuya was completely unaware of her arrival. He looked up at the high window and sighed sadly, "I have no intention of struggling for spring. I just let the flowers get jealous. They fall into the mud and turn into dust, but the fragrance remains the same. Alas..."
"Your Highness."
The woman's laughter sounded, and Song Wuya was startled. He turned around and saw a woman sitting on his chair.
She was wearing a snow-white dress that flowed softly around her body, with a faint glow all over her body. Her facial features were bright and charming. She suddenly appeared in this dark cell, like a fairy or a demon.
Song Wuya was stunned in place. After a moment, Jiang Zhaoxue said with a smile: "Third Prince, don't you recognize me?"
“Mrs. Shen?”
Song Wuya suddenly woke up. Jiang Zhaoxue's expression faded a little, and he reminded him, "Master Shen and I have already severed our Dao Couple Contract... Oh, that's what they call divorce in the mortal realm, so the title of Madam Shen isn't quite appropriate. I'm Jiang Zhaoxue, and my honorific title is Penglai Zhenwu Yuanjun. If Your Highness doesn't mind, you can call me Master Jiang."
"oh."
Song Wuya listened, reacted, and thought about her relationship with Shen Yuqing. He smiled and sat down on the rocking chair next to Jiang Zhaoxue.
Although he was imprisoned, he was a prince after all, and the prison was no different from an ordinary room. The rocking chair creaked, and he looked at Jiang Zhaoxue and said with a smile, "I wonder why Master Jiang came here today?"
"I was entrusted with saving His Highness from danger."
Jiang Zhaoxue said directly, "A few days ago, the Third Prince teamed up with the Tianji Court to capture the Crown Prince, the mastermind behind the Taotie Feast. Unexpectedly, the Tianji Court sided with the Crown Prince and falsely accused the Third Prince of being the mastermind behind the Taotie Feast. The Tianji Court holds a significant position in Daxia. By recognizing the Crown Prince, they are tantamount to recognizing his destiny as the Emperor's True Dragon. With only the Third Prince and his officials, I'm afraid they will have little chance of turning the tables. After a few days of interrogation, the Third Prince will be doomed."
"So," Song Wuya stood up, leaned closer to Jiang Zhaoxue, looked at her carefully, and said with a smile, "Master, are you planning to save my life?"
"Exactly."
Jiang Zhaoxue nodded.
Song Wuya chuckled: "For the Lingxu Fan?"
Jiang Zhaoxue didn't expect Song Wuya to be so direct. She immediately knew: "Did Shen Yuqing tell you?"
"That's right," Song Wuya unfolded his folding fan and waved it slowly, "He said that as long as I gave him the Lingxu fan, he could save me and leave, but I didn't agree."
"Why?"
"What kind of treasure is the Lingxu Fan? If I just wanted to escape, I wouldn't need Master Shen or Master Jiang. I wouldn't even have returned to the capital in the first place. Helping me escape in exchange for the Lingxu Fan is too low a price."
"So," Jiang Zhaoxue listened and tilted her head, "What does Your Highness want?"
Song Wuya didn't say anything. The only sound in the room was the creaking of the rocking chair. Jiang Zhaoxue waited for a moment, then listened as Song Wuya slowly said, "I heard that Master Jiang is a fortune teller. It's said that fortune tellers are not governed by the Book of Destiny and have the power to change destiny."
Jiang Zhaoxue listened, and although she couldn't see, she still raised her eyes and looked in his direction.
Song Wuya leaned back in the rocking chair, raised his hand and unfolded the folding fan in his hand. With the light from the prison, he looked at the red plum blossoms on the folding fan. Amid the sound of the rocking chair, he slowly said, "Concubine Zhao plans to interrogate me the day after tomorrow. Three days later, I plan to ask the ancestors on the altar for the fate of the crown prince." Song Wuya said his plan calmly, "If Daxia is the destined crown prince, he will be blessed by the ancestors, but if he is not a true dragon, he will be burned to death on the altar. If you can change my life to that of a true dragon, the Lingxu fan," Song Wuya looked at her, "I will give it to you."
Jiang Zhaoxue couldn't help laughing when she heard what he said.
After thinking for a moment, she said, "Your Highness, could you please give me a look at my eight characters?"
Song Wuya was a little surprised by what he heard, but he still told the truth.
Jiang Zhaoxue calculated for a moment and frowned: "This matter... is a bit difficult to handle."
Hearing this, Song Wuya's face turned cold: "How come, as a fortune teller, Master Jiang is only this good?"
"Changing the fate of a true dragon is a matter of great importance to the transformation of the world. It will cost me at least half of my cultivation."
Jiang Zhaoxue spoke in a deep voice. Song Wuya's expression eased slightly when he heard that there was a chance. He hurriedly said, "I know this is not an easy task, but I am changing my fate not just for myself. The Crown Prince is immoral. If he becomes emperor, Daxia will perish. I am the only one who can possibly stop this. No matter the cost, I am willing to do it."
"I understand what Your Highness means," Jiang Zhaoxue pondered, seeming to hesitate. "I have witnessed the Crown Prince's tyranny. Your Highness's concerns are also my own. If I had a choice, I would be worshipped by the people and would never abandon them. However, this change of fate would be too costly for me. After the matter is accomplished, I'm afraid Your Highness will need to agree to a few of my conditions."
"What conditions?" Song Wuya asked immediately.
Jiang Zhaoxue looked heartbroken and sighed, "Needless to say, the Lingxu Fan. After the matter is completed, His Highness will give it to me. This is the purpose of my trip."
"I understand." Song Wuya nodded, "Anything else?"
"In addition to the Lingxu Fan, I also hope that Your Highness will promise me that, first of all, after you ascend the throne, you will build three hundred temples for me in Daxia, so that I can accumulate merit and recover my cultivation as soon as possible."
"Of course!" Song Wuya said immediately upon hearing the word 'ascend the throne', "If I can successfully ascend the throne, I will enshrine Master Jiang as the national god and build a room for you in one month!"
"That's not necessary." Jiang Zhaoxue felt a little guilty and coughed lightly. "Just build a few more, it's just a token of my appreciation. Secondly, I hope Your Highness will kowtow to my divine image three times a day and promise to donate half of your accumulated luck to me so that I can recover soon."
"No problem." Song Wuya listened, and the more he listened, the more he felt that Jiang Zhaoxue was reliable.
Changing one's fate is such a big thing, and he would be afraid if the conditions were not enough.
Jiang Zhaoxue thought about it and didn't dare to go too far. Finally, he said, "Finally... I need some vulgar things when I travel in the world..."
"clear."
Song Wuya knew what Jiang Zhaoxue meant when he heard it. He held her hand and said immediately, "After this is done, I will take you to the treasury. You can take whatever you want."
"Deal." Jiang Zhaoxue agreed immediately. "Don't worry, go to the altar the day after tomorrow. I will change your life for you."
"Thank you, Immortal Master!"
"Well, since you promised me the Lingxu Fan, you can't give it to anyone else."
Jiang Zhaoxue smiled and raised her hand, touching Song Wuya's forehead.
A cool spiritual energy fell into Song Wuya's body, and Song Wuya couldn't help but be stunned: "What is this?"
"This is the contract between you and me. I will only help you declare your true dragon destiny to the world at the altar. Unless I break the curse, no one else can open the Lingxu Fan."
Jiang Zhaoxue's tone was gentle yet cold: "Please, Your Highness, please do not sell the same fan twice."
"certainly."
Song Wuya laughed: "How dare I do this to deceive the Immortal Master?"
"This is a sound transmission talisman," Jiang Zhaoxue handed it to Song Wuya, "Contact me if you need anything. I'm leaving now."
"Farewell, Immortal Master."
Song Wuya raised his hand to salute, and Jiang Zhaoxue closed his eyes and called out to Chen Zhao: "Chen Zhao."
As soon as Chen Zhao heard Jiang Zhaoxue's voice, he immediately rang the Qingyin Bell. Jiang Zhaoxue felt her body sinking into another space. After a moment, she immediately felt her body become real and she had returned to her body.
She sat up and immediately called Pei Zichen: "Zichen, come back."
However, long before Jiang Zhaoxue returned, Pei Zichen and the other two had already reached their limit.
Seeing Shen Yuqing splitting the space one by one and the formation unable to hold on, Pei Zichen did not hesitate to jump out of the formation and shouted, "Let's go!"
Upon hearing this, Qian Sisi and Ye Tianjiao went out at the same time, splitting into three groups.
Shen Yuqing slashed down at Pei Zichen with his sword energy. The sword energy was so strong that it blasted in all directions.
Qian Sisi jumped over the wall and escaped, but Ye Tianjiao was affected. He crawled forward to the ground, rolled on the ground, picked up a frame from the side and put it on his head to pretend to be dead.
Shen Yuqing ignored them, chasing Pei Zichen with his sword. Pei Zichen dodged with a leap, and at the same time, he drew his sword and slashed out a space. Shen Yuqing was prepared and called out in a cold voice: "Jinyue!"
The moment the sound fell, Mu Jinyue pulled her hands together, and a mirror appeared in her hands, emitting light and shining on Pei Zichen when he fell into the space.
Then the light from the mirror flew away quickly following the direction of the space vibration. Shen Yuqing rushed forward, intercepted the light in front of the mirror, and slashed it down with a sword. Pei Zichen felt a huge vibration in the space, and then the sword energy followed. Pei Zichen raised his sword to block, and was met with Shen Yuqing's long sword.
He didn't dare to take it head-on and quickly retreated.
Shen Yuqing glanced coldly, and the sword wind suddenly became faster.
Shen Yuqing's sword was a sword that had been tempered through countless battles over two hundred years. Every sword strike was filled with murderous intent, quick and sharp, as fine as a thread.
Even though Pei Zichen was a genius, he was only twenty-one years old after all. Under the sword wind of Shen Yuqing, he could only dodge hurriedly.
But the more he dodged, the faster Shen Yuqing's sword became. However, no matter how he dodged, he instinctively had a protective posture.
This was a habit etched in his bones. Shen Yuqing understood it immediately, noticing it. He had developed this habit since he took Jiang Zhaoxue with him, and his master had scolded him countless times for it. Why did Pei Zichen have such a habit? Thinking of this, Shen Yuqing's spiritual power surged. With a fierce sword strike, he sent Pei Zichen flying, slamming him to the ground. Pei Zichen looked up and saw Shen Yuqing's sword pointed in front of him.
Killing intent washed over him like an overwhelming force from the sword wind. Pei Zichen gasped for breath. Shen Yuqing looked at him coldly, "Is this how the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion taught you to wield a sword?"
Pei Zichen didn't dare to speak. He suppressed his breathing, which was a little intense due to the fighting and tension, and listened to Shen Yuqing continue to lecture: "When you draw your sword, just move forward. There is no one behind you, so it is not your turn to protect yourself."
After saying this, he didn't mention that person at all, but Pei Zichen understood what Shen Yuqing meant in an instant.
He couldn't help but clench the sword tightly, without saying a word.
Humiliation and uneasiness spread, and he didn't even have the ability to refute.
Mu Jinyue, who was watching the confrontation between master and disciple, glanced at Pei Zichen with pity. She couldn't help but step forward and said anxiously, "Master, if you want to scold Senior Brother, wait until you find Master's Wife before you do it, right?"
Hearing this, Shen Yuqing paused and Pei Zichen's heart tightened.
He pursed his lips and felt that Shen Yuqing slowly calmed down after hearing these words.
He stared at Pei Zichen for a long time before he could no longer bear the pressure of putting away his sword. He said coldly, "Go back and tell your mistress that your name has disappeared from the Book of Destiny. You are no longer a forsaken person. I will not kill you again."
Hearing this, Pei Zichen was stunned, and then he heard Shen Yuqing say in a cold voice: "If you are willing to come back, you can still be my first disciple. I can teach you personally and inherit my mantle. But you must remember to abide by the duties of a disciple and follow the rules of the Immortal Pavilion. These days, you and your master's wife must not act rashly. "
Pei Zichen listened and recalled the time in the Lingjian Immortal Pavilion when he had to go through layers of notifications before he could see Jiang Zhaoxue. For some reason, he felt as if his blood was getting colder and colder.
Panic filled his heart, but he couldn't express it.
Seeing him stunned, Shen Yuqing assumed he couldn't react. She stood before him, looking superior as always, and casually described what he had done with all his might. "I will let bygones be bygones. I'll accompany her to get the Tracing Light Mirror, and I can also get the divine artifact for her. She's ill now, blind, and can't wander around. Let her come back, and don't be so willful. I'll wait for her at Tianjiyuan tonight."
When Shen Yuqing thought of the fire poison in her body and realized who was detoxifying her when he was away, he couldn't help but feel murderous towards the disciple in front of him.
However, this was just a disciple, and it was an extraordinary act at a critical moment of life and death, so he couldn't blame him too much. He could only turn around and say, "She can come to me, or I can go to her, it's all fine."
Pei Zichen understood what he meant and also understood the implied words.
Tonight is the night when Jiang Zhaoxue's fire poison will break out, and he wants Jiang Zhaoxue to come back to him.
Jiang Zhaoxue is his wife, and the fusion of spiritual power is a private matter between husband and wife, so it should be done by Shen Yuqing.
This has always been the case in the past; he was just a coincidence.
He gripped the sword tightly and remained silent.
Seeing that he had finished speaking, Shen Yuqing turned around and left without saying anything more.
After walking a few steps, Pei Zichen's voice came: "What if Master's Wife doesn't agree?"
Shen Yuqing paused and said calmly, "I have been married to her for two hundred years. You can tell her whether she agrees or not. I know better than you."
"But Master's Wife..." Pei Zichen didn't know what he was struggling with, and said with difficulty, "She was not happy to see you with Junior Sister."
Shen Yuqing's breath condensed slightly, and then, the breath around him slowly softened. He said with little patience: "I brought your junior sister with me because the Time-Seeking Mirror has now been inherited by your junior sister. If I want to come back, she must open it. Moreover, her spiritual roots are not good. I came back to follow the order of the master and find a way to nourish her spiritual roots. I have no other intentions. If she still cares," Shen Yuqing turned around, "why not ask me directly."
After these words came out, the fear that filled my heart became even stronger.
Shen Yuqing asked patiently, "Does she have any other concerns?"
"there is none left."
Pei Zichen couldn't find any more excuses, so he could only speak hoarsely: "Disciple, I will go back and pass on the message."
After hearing what Shen Yuqing said, he responded and turned to go out.
He didn't even have the idea of tracking down Jiang Zhaoxue. He seemed certain that as long as he went back and told Jiang Zhaoxue these words, Jiang Zhaoxue would come back.
As he walked away, Ye Tianjiao, who had been lying there pretending to be dead, jumped up and quickly ran to Pei Zichen's side, saying excitedly, "Wow, your master is pretty good. I think he cares about Fairy Sister a lot."
Pei Zichen listened, propped himself up, and walked away.
Ye Tianjiao followed Pei Zichen, completely unaware of his expression. He only said happily, "Before, seeing your attitude, I thought he was such a bad guy. I didn't expect him to care about my sister. He thought my sister was trapped in the formation, so he didn't forcefully break it. Knowing that my sister's eyesight was not good, he felt very distressed. You ran away because he wanted to kill you. Now that he won't kill you, can't you go back and be reunited as a family?"
When Pei Zichen listened to Ye Tianjiao's words, he felt as if his heart was being squeezed tightly, causing it to hurt a little bit.
As the two of them swiftly turned the corner, Ye Tianjiao continued to mutter, "Your Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion looks quite powerful. You're his first disciple, inheriting his legacy. So, will you be the Pavilion Master of the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion in the future? That's incredible!"
"But your sect is so arrogant. Won't it be difficult for you to see your sister in the future? But you're also right. Your master is here. If it's not necessary, you should have less contact with your sister to avoid gossip. You're already that old. When you find a wife, you can go and meet her and show filial piety to your sister and your master. Not bad!"
Ye Tianjiao crossed his arms, very satisfied: "It can be considered a good result. You have finally come to the end after all the hardships. I will go back and tell you this good news..."
Before he could finish his words, Pei Zichen's sword flashed suddenly, grabbed Ye Tianjiao's collar, and pushed him hard against the wall.
Ye Tianjiao was startled, and then he saw Pei Zichen's cold eyes and said sternly: "If you dare to say a word of nonsense when you go back, I will kill you!"
Ye Tianjiao stood there in a daze. Pei Zichen pushed him away and continued forward.
Ye Tianjiao finally realized what was happening and quickly caught up with him: "No, you're not going to tell me?"
Pei Zichen didn't respond, and Ye Tianjiao became anxious: "Why? Can't you just go back? Look at how powerful your master is, wouldn't it be better to help your sister?"
"Master treats her badly."
Pei Zichen spoke, and Ye Tianjiao was puzzled: "Is it your turn to say whether it's good or not? They are a couple. Your master's wife is willing, and your master is happy. What does their love affair have to do with you?"
Pei Zichen listened, the sword clanging as he lowered his voice, "I don't want to be separated from my master's wife."
Ye Tianjiao was even more baffled when he heard this: "You guys didn't separate, did you? Aren't you all still in the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion?"
"no the same."
"What's the difference?" Ye Tianjiao didn't understand. "Isn't it just having one more master? When you go back, she will stay in the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion, and you will be there too. You will all still be in the same sect. What's the difference from now..."
"But I can't see her!"
Pei Zichen finally couldn't help it and uttered a low cry.
Ye Tianjiao was stunned by him. He looked at him in panic and anger and said, "Back to the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion, if I see her, I have to report to every level. I have to kneel at the door before I can talk to her. I can't see her, I can't touch her, I can't protect her, and even looking at her for even a second is breaking the rules. How can this be the same?!"
It would be impossible for him to walk down the street with her holding her hand openly again.
It is impossible to kneel with her in front of the Yue Lao Temple and write her name on the marriage belt.
It was impossible to fly up to the sky with her on a crane at night, drink with her, watch the stars together, fall from the sky hand in hand, hug her from behind and let her feel his emotions.
His lust was a sin, his heartbeat was a sin, looking up at her was a sin, even using his spiritual power to detoxify Jiang Zhaoxue and his sword subconsciously protecting him was a sin.
How can this be the same?
He stared at Ye Tianjiao intently. Ye Tianjiao looked at his slightly red eyes and suddenly realized: "What are you talking about?"
Pei Zichen was stunned.
Ye Tianjiao was bewildered. "She's your master's wife, and you're her disciple. Isn't this justified? How do you want to be with her? Holding her hand, accompanying her, sleeping with her at night, and not allowing any other man to touch her?"
Ye Tianjiao said, frowning: "Pei Zichen, do you know what you are talking about?"
"I……"
Pei Zichen realized what Ye Tianjiao said and retreated hastily, at a loss: "I..."
"She's your master's wife." Ye Tianjiao said, and speculated, "You wouldn't like it..."
"No!" Pei Zichen shouted in panic.
Ye Tianjiao stood there in a daze. Pei Zichen turned around in panic, suppressing his fear and saying, "Don't talk nonsense and insult my master's reputation. I just think Master is not worthy. Stop talking nonsense. I will go back and tell Master what he said today."
With that, Pei Zichen turned and walked towards the city gate. Ye Tianjiao followed him and thought for a moment before saying, "Pei Zichen."
Pei Zichen turned around and saw Ye Tianjiao wearing women's clothing. He turned around a little awkwardly and said, "We are brothers. I won't tell anyone what I said today. But you..."
He lowered his head and said uncomfortably, "Take care of yourself."
Pei Zichen listened, lowered his eyes, his fingertips trembled, and he felt something welling up. He said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you."
Having said that, he didn't dare to look at Ye Tianjiao again and turned away.
He walked back, his mind full of Ye Tianjiao's questions.
"They are a married couple. Your master's wife is willing, your master is happy, and their sexual interests are none of your business."
"She is your master's wife, and you are her disciple. Isn't it natural to do this? How do you want to be with her?"
"She is your master's wife, you don't like her..."
These questions popped into his mind one after another, and he couldn't even respond to Jiang Zhaoxue's voice transmission.
He had thought of Jiang Zhaoxue's appearance countless times, from the first time she descended from the sky in purple clothes and a mask, to now, her leisurely and lazy appearance in front of him every day.
"Have you ever seen this happen to other people? You'd think, 'Wow, this person is so beautiful,' and all of a sudden your muscles tense up, your heartbeat speeds up, and you stutter when you speak, having to organize yourself to keep a straight line. Have you ever seen this happen?"
"I see that Master's wife has this heart."
Master's wife.
He walked to the door of Ye Mansion in the dark, passed through the gate and walked into the living room.
When I looked up, I saw Jiang Zhaoxue talking to Ye Wenzhi.
She sat on the chair, crossed her legs, put her hands on her knees, leaned forward slightly, and listened carefully to Ye Wenzhi's words.
Her feet were under her skirt, kicking unconsciously from time to time.
The lights seemed to be particularly fond of her, and gentleness shone around her. She was elegant and beautiful, with a smile as lively as a butterfly, and the whole world was shining because of her.
She seemed to sense him and looked up with a smile: "Zi Chen?"
Hearing her call, something seemed to surge in his body.
He realized it in an instant.
His desires and his emotions were not due to the blood of youth, nor were they due to a simple desire for women, nor were they the instincts left over from the spiritual power he used to provoke him in his youth.
But because of her.
"She is your master's wife, you don't like her..."
like.
The moment he saw her and heard her calling his name, he finally stopped resisting, laid down his arms and surrendered.
He had to admit that he had such a dirty thought that should not exist in this world.
He likes her.
Thousands of sins and crimes.
He likes her.
His master's wife.
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The author has something to say: Their love story is pretty much the same.
Pei Zichen looked at him, "I, the mistress, fought and competed for the position, and lost all morals and conscience. Master, I'm sorry!"
Jiang Zhaoxue: "Wow, another day that's just what I wanted."
Shen Yuqing: "From being the principal wife, she's now crying and asking me if I can't even be the mistress?"
Ye Tianjiao...
Who would have thought that I initially wanted to write him as a supporting actor, but the more I wrote about him, the more he became a supporting actor. [Breaking down][Breaking down]
【Small Theater】
Pei Zichen: "Brother, I want to tell you something."
Ye Tianjiao: "What?"
Pei Zichen: "I...I want to be a mistress."
Ye Tianjiao: "Brother, you..."
Pei Zichen: "I know I can't do this, but I'm really in pain. What should I do?"
Ye Tianjiao: "Forget it, we are brothers, so just be my mistress. Even if you are my mistress, you are still my brother. Oh, who are you mistress?"
Pei Zichen: "My master..."
Ye Tianjiao: "Who?!"
Pei Zichen: "My master..."
Ye Tianjiao: "Brother, you... forget it, we are brothers. But I really didn't expect that I would be the third and I never thought about you being the third."
【Small Theater】
Pei Zichen: "If you tell me that nothing is perfect, then look at me—my Master's Wife!"
【Small Theater】
Ye Tianjiao: "Wow, your master won't kill you, and your family is reunited!"
Pei Zichen: "Get lost! You are the only family!!!"
Happy Winter Solstice~~~Continue to send red envelopes
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