Chapter 55 Chapter 55 Get married, you are my wife
Jiang Zhaoxue was a little nervous that night.
At night, Dong Huaiyu came to see her and told her many things to pay attention to when getting married.
Jiang Zhaoxue had heard these words two hundred years ago, but she was still a little embarrassed when Dong Huaiyu said them again. She lowered her head and hummed and hummed for a while. Dong Huaiyu couldn't help but say, "Do you understand? Don't let him be too reckless..."
"I understand, I understand."
Jiang Zhaoxue quickly stopped her mother and said, "Go to bed."
Dong Huaiyu was a little worried, but after thinking for a moment, he said, "Never mind. I trust Chen Chen. He won't act rashly."
These words made Jiang Zhaoxue stunned. She couldn't help but think of the night before she and Shen Yuqing got married. Dong Huaiyu kept talking and repeating, fearing that Shen Yuqing would hurt her. She gave her many instructions and cried non-stop.
At that time, she felt that Dong Huaiyu was overthinking and kept comforting her. Now, seeing that Dong Huaiyu was so confident in Pei Zichen, she couldn't help but feel a little strange: "Why are you so confident in Chen Chen? Aren't you afraid that he will change drastically after getting married?"
"Silly child."
Dong Huaiyu couldn't help but laugh as he listened. "Who would change after getting married? If they really do, then you must have been pretending to be blind before the wedding. You can fake a person's character for a while, but it's hard to fake it forever. I trust Shi Cang's character. The most important thing," Dong Huaiyu said, turning to look at Jiang Zhaoxue and saying seriously, "He likes you and wants to treat you well."
Jiang Zhaoxue's movements froze slightly. Although she knew she was in an illusion, she was still a little overwhelmed for a moment. She said vaguely, "Of course. I'm so beautiful, there are so many people who like me."
"His love for you is different from those of other children in the past." Dong Huaiyu smiled when he saw Jiang Zhaoxue's shyness and said, "You are still young. When you are older and meet more people, you will understand the value of true love."
Jiang Zhaoxue listened and smiled awkwardly.
After seeing Dong Huaiyu off, Jiang Zhaoxue sighed and felt a little anxious.
Anan was puzzled: "What are you anxious about?"
"I'm getting married to Pei Zichen tomorrow," Jiang Zhaoxue pondered, "I always feel like this isn't right. What if he remembers..."
"Then you've done a lot." Anan said ruthlessly, and Jiang Zhaoxue froze.
Anan continued to remind: "Is this one missing?"
"But..." Jiang Zhaoxue pondered, "Now that I have obtained the secret realm and the Lingxu fan, I will have it soon. There is no need for me to get married..."
"What if the Lingxu Fan is not in the secret realm?"
Anan asked.
Jiang Zhaoxue thought about it, and Anan comforted her, "Don't overthink it. We've come this far. He's done so many ridiculous things, this one isn't the worst. And didn't Pei Zichen say he'd only inherit the secret realm after getting married? If you want to break off the engagement now, he might be fixated on this. When will you inherit the secret realm? Just close your eyes and get married. Who knows, maybe his wish is just to get married and experience the feeling of being married?"
"That's right."
Jiang Zhaoxue nodded, suddenly feeling hopeful again: "Maybe he just wants to get married. If I cooperate, maybe he'll wake up."
"That's right!" Anan encouraged her and continued, "And think about it, even if he's not awake, you can still coax him into finding the Lingxu Fan for you. The Lingxu Fan must have fallen for him, so if he wants to find the Lingxu Fan, wouldn't it be more convenient for him than for you?"
"That's absolutely right."
"As for whether you'll remember it after you go out, as long as you don't remember it," Anan slapped Jiang Zhaoxue's shoulders with his wings, "it won't happen."
"That's right." Jiang Zhaoxue nodded and clapped her hands. "Excellent! As long as I don't remember it, it's as if it never happened."
"Wash yourself properly," Anan said, relieved to see Jiang Zhaoxue had calmed down. "Go to sleep."
Jiang Zhaoxue listened carefully to what he said and then fell asleep.
Before going to bed, Anan got into bed. Jiang Zhaoxue suddenly felt a little strange: "Anan."
"Um?"
"Why do I always think your advice makes perfect sense?"
"Because I'm your life beast." Anan rested his head on the pillow, "I'm just saying what you want to say."
Jiang Zhaoxue was stunned by what he said, and Anan closed his eyes: "It's time to sleep."
Jiang Zhaoxue didn't say anything. She opened her eyes and looked at the bed curtains in the night, feeling a little confused for a moment.
So, she also wants to get married?
But after thinking about it, she understood that if she didn't worry about being embarrassed after leaving, this was indeed the best way.
It was just a little awkward after I got out, after all—
Jiang Zhaoxue thought about what Pei Zichen had done and what she was going to do.
Whether it was Pei Zichen strangling her neck, or her trying to steal Pei Zichen's Tianji Lingyu, or even their awkward identities, or even Mu Jinyue who could unleash her heroine charm at any time...
It seemed that none of them supported the idea that there was any spark of love between her and Pei Zichen.
Don't take the illusion seriously. Taking it seriously is the beginning of being trapped in the illusion.
Jiang Zhaoxue thought about it and slowly calmed down. Since it was an illusion, the most important thing was to get out quickly. There was no need to think too much.
Jiang Zhaoxue calmed down and fell asleep with his eyes closed.
The next day, just after the hour of Chou, the maids came in one after another, helped her up, took her to the bath and combed her hair. They worked on this for almost the entire night, and finally at the hour of Mao, they dressed her in her wedding dress and put on her makeup.
It was said that Pei Zichen had been preparing for this wedding for many years, so it was extremely grand. Coincidentally, he was now the hero who killed Yin Zhulong, and Emei Ruins was not far from Wenjian Villa, so all the immortals in Shu came to this wedding.
The wedding ceremony was complicated. Even though Pei Zichen reduced most of the etiquette on Jiang Zhaoxue's side, Jiang Zhaoxue was still busy from morning to evening.
As the sun set, the two of them walked hand in hand up the steps to the altar of Wenjian Villa to seal their Taoist partnership. Jiang Zhaoxue was so tired that she almost collapsed. With trembling legs, she asked Anan, "Why is he so obsessed with getting married? I can't hold on any longer..."
Jiang Zhaoxue shuddered, and Pei Zichen noticed it immediately.
He turned his head to look at Jiang Zhaoxue, whose face was a little pale, and whispered, "Are you okay?"
Jiang Zhaoxue smiled weakly: "It's okay, it's just... this altar is too high."
Pei Zichen paused when he heard this and looked up at the altar.
The altar at Wenjian Villa is indeed the highest place for making a covenant in Shu. It is said that when two people walk up to the altar together, the more steps they take, the more sincere they are.
If the Taoist couple are sincere and make a pact here, they will never be separated.
At that time, he only thought about them being able to receive this blessing, but now looking at Jiang Zhaoxue's pale face, he thought for a moment and said, "I'll carry you up."
"well?"
Before Jiang Zhaoxue could react, Pei Zichen picked her up and carried her sideways, then walked up to the altar where they would make the covenant.
By the time Jiang Zhaoxue realized what was happening, people below were already talking. She couldn't help but feel a little guilty and whispered, "This... doesn't it mean that only by leaving on your own can you be sincere?"
Otherwise, it would not be difficult to fly up this distance.
Jiang Zhaoxue thought about the reason why Pei Zichen chose this place and couldn't bear to reject his kindness. It was all an illusion anyway, so it wouldn't hurt to make him happy. She said softly, "I can still walk. Let me down."
"It doesn't matter," Pei Zichen smiled and said gently, "I'll take every step for you."
Jiang Zhaoxue was stunned. She leaned in Pei Zichen's arms and looked at the young man quietly.
He already looked like a full-grown man, wearing a golden crown and red clothes, with sharp and beautiful features, but his temperament was exceptionally gentle.
The biggest difference between an adult man and a teenager is not in height, but in shoulder width.
She remembered when he held her in his arms when they were young, she would feel that he was a strong woman. But now that she was in his arms, she could clearly feel his broad shoulders and chest, and his well-defined muscles in his arms, and he could easily hold her and walk to a high place.
The wind blows with the warmth of the sunset, the distant sky is full of colorful clouds, auspicious birds are celebrating, and thousands of peaches are in bud.
Jiang Zhaoxue stared at his face and felt her heart beating harder.
She didn't dare to indulge herself and just waited for Pei Zichen to hold her and stand on the altar.
His master, Han Zhouzi, had already been waiting at the main priest's seat, and the area around him was also filled with relatives and friends flying swords to watch the fun.
Seeing Pei Zichen carrying Jiang Zhaoxue up, Qian Sisi immediately joked loudly, "Oh, Senior Brother, you're so caring?"
"Brother, will you stop beating us from now on?"
"Senior Brother, you won't be able to lift the sword anymore~~"
“Senior Brother…”
Listening to the constant jokes from the Sword-Wen Villa, Jiang Zhaoxue felt a little embarrassed. Pei Zichen noticed and immediately glanced away coldly. Everyone fell silent except Ye Tianjiao, who dared to shout, "Sister, you are so beautiful!!"
Jiang Zhaoxue glared at Ye Tianjiao and felt quite happy.
Pei Zichen rarely stopped arguing with Ye Tianjiao. He turned around and saluted Han Zhouzi: "Master."
Han Zhouzi coughed lightly, not much, and said, "Okay, let's get started."
As he spoke, Han Zhouzi became serious, stood at the main altar, and bowed to Dongfang: "The universe is vast, the sun and the moon shine upon us, and all things are blessed. At this auspicious time, I pray that the heavens will see and may our marriage come true."
After Han Zhouzi finished speaking, he looked up at the sky.
The wedding date is calculated in advance so there won't be bad weather.
However, when Han Zhouzi looked up, he saw dark clouds gathering rapidly in the sky. Everyone was stunned. The dark clouds appeared for a moment and then seemed to be shattered by something.
Jiang Zhaoxue sensed the vibration of spiritual energy around her and subconsciously turned her head, only to see Pei Zichen with his hands behind his back, looking calmly at the sky, still as gentle as usual.
Seeing Jiang Zhaoxue looking at him, he smiled and turned back, as if he didn't know what happened: "What's wrong?"
Jiang Zhaoxue swallowed and asked Anan secretly, "Just now...was it him?"
"One hundred percent!" Anan became excited. "That spiritual power just now was definitely his!"
"So strong..."
Jiang Zhaoxue knew that this was the power of the Yuanluo Bow, and he might even be beginning to accept the power of the Lingxu Fan, but he was still a little shocked.
The clouds shattered silently and the sun appeared. This was a divine power at least close to the stage of transformation into a god.
Jiang Zhaoxue didn't dare to speak, and the others were also a little shocked.
"I..." Sun Xin was incredulous. "Did I see it right? There were dark clouds..."
"Black cloud on your head!" Qian Sisi slapped him and shouted, "Where did the dark cloud come from?"
"Dark clouds," Han Zhouzi smiled upon seeing this, turned around and looked at the two of them, and said meaningfully, "As long as I can change the sky, the sky is mine. Zichen, what do you think?"
"Master is absolutely right."
Pei Zichen spoke calmly, Han Zhouzi nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, let's make a pact." As he spoke, Jiang Zhaoxue, under the guidance of Han Zhouzi, first exchanged spiritual power with Pei Zichen, and then drank blood wine with him. At the end, the two of them each wrote down a rune to ask the heaven for a pact, and together faced a bronze tripod and put the talisman paper inside.
"We made a pact in a fantasy world," Jiang Zhaoxue said, feeling somewhat guilty, trying to comfort herself, "It seems useless, right? Besides, I wrote Jiang Xue's name, so it shouldn't count against me."
Anan said nothing, just watched the Flame River Talisman Paper slowly burn.
When the talisman paper burned out, the world seemed to be quiet for a moment, and everyone was nervously waiting for the result.
"Look at what I said."
Jiang Zhaoxue looked at the quiet bronze tripod: "The illusion can't even spell its name correctly, how can it possibly work..."
Before he finished speaking, a phoenix cry representing the approval of heaven rose into the sky, and a red thread flew out from the bronze tripod. In an instant, a strong wind blew, and all the peach blossoms in bud on the mountain bloomed in that instant!
Jiang Zhaoxue opened her eyes in surprise, watching the wind blow peach blossom petals across the mountains and fields, floating to the center of the two people. Jiang Zhaoxue felt a red string tied around her ring finger, and then she saw Pei Zichen turn around, smiled and said, "The ceremony is complete."
The ceremony is over...
Jiang Zhaoxue felt a little dazed when he heard this word.
This feeling of confusion accompanied her all the way back to the bridal chamber. She sat in the room in a daze, staring at the red rope disappearing from her hand, completely confused.
How could it be possible...
Why does she...why does she have two red strings tied around her fingers?
How did Pei Zichen do it? ! !
She couldn't believe it. The more she thought about it, the weirder it seemed. Listening to the noisy drinking outside, she couldn't help but stand up and said, "How about I just forget it..."
"It's come to this." Anan quickly persuaded her, "Hold on a little longer. Maybe Pei Zichen will wake up when he comes into the room? As long as he wakes up, we can find the Lingxu fan and get out."
After hearing this, Jiang Zhaoxue sat down again.
She also vaguely sensed that perhaps after this wedding, Pei Zichen's wish would be fulfilled.
She gritted her teeth and looked down at the red line on her finger. This was the symbol of the Taoist Companion Contract. Although she was not sure whether it would still be there after leaving the illusion, she already had it. If she didn't wake Pei Zichen up, she would be at a great loss.
This thought persuaded her to go back to her original position, and she kept comforting herself that as long as Pei Zichen entered the house, the wedding would be over.
This thought came to him when Pei Zichen came back. When he came back, there was a large group of people outside. He stopped everyone outside and finally persuaded them to leave. Finally, he opened the door.
He pushed the door open and entered the room, and saw Jiang Zhaoxue sitting on the couch.
Jiang Zhaoxue put on makeup today and looked stunning. Pei Zichen's heart couldn't help but beat fast at a glance. He didn't dare to say anything and went into the house hesitantly.
He was nervous, and Jiang Zhaoxue was nervous too.
Pei Zichen entered the room, reeking of alcohol. After hesitating for a moment, he glanced at Jiang Zhaoxue's dress and hairpin, then said hesitantly, "I...I'll remove your hair for you."
Jiang Zhaoxue nodded numbly after hearing what he said.
This wasn't an excessive request, her hair really hurt.
Pei Zichen walked over and looked at Jiang Zhaoxue sitting on the couch. He quietly took off her hairpin. After Jiang Zhaoxue's hair was relaxed, Pei Zichen lowered his eyes, nervously pulled her up, walked to the table, poured her a glass of wine, and said gently, "Let's drink the wedding wine."
"Just drink it and it's over."
Jiang Zhaoxue swallowed nervously and drank the wedding wine with him.
Pei Zichen finished drinking the wedding wine, and his face turned a little red.
He seemed to want to do something, but didn't dare to speak. After hesitating for a long time, he turned around and said, "I'll go wash up first."
Jiang Zhaoxue nodded awkwardly, and when Pei Zichen went to the bathroom to take a bath, she finally became anxious.
"When will he wake up?"
Jiang Zhaoxue glanced at the bed behind her. When Pei Zichen took off her hairpin, she clearly felt that Pei Zichen's aura was a little different.
She knew exactly what Pei Zichen wanted to do, and couldn't help but ask, "How far should I go?"
"Let's take it one step at a time..."
Anan sighed: "Maybe a kiss will sober you up? We've come this far..."
These words choked Jiang Zhaoxue. She felt like a gambler who had lost too much before and was unable to let go.
She struggled not to speak, sat at the head of the bed and waited for a while, and finally waited for Pei Zichen to come back.
Pei Zichen came back from washing up, feeling much more awake. Seeing Jiang Zhaoxue sitting at the head of the bed with her clothes still intact, he knew exactly what he was going to do tonight. His heart skipped a beat, and he turned his head and asked in a low voice, "Shall we turn off the lights?"
"No, no need!"
Jiang Zhaoxue spoke immediately, thinking about how to talk to Pei Zichen.
However, when Pei Zichen heard this, his face turned even redder and he nodded, "Yeah."
The room fell silent. Jiang Zhaoxue said nothing and was just thinking about what to say when she felt Pei Zichen coming over.
He was only wearing a single layer of clothing, and his body was still damp with moisture. The chill of the moisture blew over her face, and his shadow enveloped her completely.
This oppressive feeling made Jiang Zhaoxue feel a little uncomfortable. She hurriedly got into bed and said anxiously, "I'm too tired today. I'm going to sleep."
Pei Zichen heard this and looked up at her.
She was still wearing her wedding dress and obviously had no intention of taking it off. She hurriedly got into bed, covered herself with the quilt, closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.
Pei Zichen was a little at a loss when he saw her look. After hesitating for a moment, he raised his hand to turn off the light, suppressed his heartbeat, lifted the quilt and got into bed.
The bed was not very big, and as soon as Pei Zichen got into the quilt, his shoulder touched hers. Jiang Zhaoxue quickly turned sideways and moved in with her back to him.
Pei Zichen paused slightly. He felt Jiang Zhaoxue's resistance and subconsciously wanted to retreat.
But thinking of the red string on his hand, his heart began to beat faster. After all, they were already married, sharing the same bed... sooner or later, they would be husband and wife. He thought, perhaps she was too shy; she couldn't always be the one to initiate things like this. So, after a moment's hesitation, he suppressed his nervousness and moved closer to Jiang Zhaoxue once again.
Jiang Zhaoxue felt him approaching, her heartbeat quickened, and she quickly moved in. But Pei Zichen refused to comply. She gave him three inches, and he took three inches. She gave him half a foot, and he took half a foot.
In the end, she had no way to retreat and was forced into a corner by Pei Zichen.
She simply closed her eyes and pretended to be dead with her back to Pei Zichen.
Pei Zichen did not move, and held Jiang Zhaoxue in his breath from a distance of half an inch.
Jiang Zhaoxue could feel the rising temperature from the person behind her. After a long moment, she heard him nervously ask, "Are you... scared?"
Jiang Zhaoxue didn't know how to start, so she could only respond vaguely: "Yeah."
Yes, yes, yes, I'm scared. That's enough, ancestor! Otherwise, how will I explain myself to you when I get out?
Jiang Zhaoxue felt as if he was kidnapping young people, and he felt a mixture of guilt and uneasiness. He used his limited rationality to teach himself to stick to the bottom line.
However, after a moment, she heard Pei Zichen pretend to be calm and say, "Don't be afraid."
As he spoke, he tentatively stretched out his hand, blushing and holding Jiang Zhaoxue's hand, which was casually placed not far from his head.
The spiritual power was transmitted from the hand holding hers, carrying his emotions, and flowed into her body. Wherever it passed, Jiang Zhaoxue clearly felt that all her senses were magnified and became extremely sensitive.
She couldn't help but breathe a little heavier, and then she felt his other hand slowly caressing her waist and climbing up the belt on her waist.
That hand was like a slithering snake, startling Jiang Zhaoxue so much that she suddenly reacted and grabbed his hand, saying in doubt: "You...you..."
"I... I learned something last night." Pei Zichen stopped moving immediately after being held down by her. His spiritual power continued to flow from their clasped hands, sharing his emotions in her sea of consciousness.
Her sea of consciousness rippled gently like the water on a spring day, and her breathing became slightly disordered. Pei Zichen was obviously nervous, but he still pretended to be calm and explained: "There are many methods of dual cultivation for human cultivators, using spiritual power to bring emotions and share them with a Taoist partner. This is a dual cultivation method, the purpose of which is to move emotions."
Hearing this, Jiang Zhaoxue suddenly opened her eyes wide, and her mind flashed back to the first time she did this, when the young man fled in a panic, knelt on the ground, and excitedly told her: "Disciple is guilty."
He... at that time...
"Emotions stir and desire arises."
Pei Zichen lowered his head and buried it in her neck. Jiang Zhaoxue's breathing became heavier, and she unconsciously tilted her neck back against him. When she came to her senses, she hurriedly used Pei Zichen's hands to untie her belt.
"When you want to live, your energy becomes chaotic."
Pei Zichen did not back down. Instead, he held her hand with his backhand, pulled her hand to the top of her head, and held it gently and firmly with his other hand. He lowered his head to kiss her neck and pulled out his belt and waist belt from under the quilt.
Her fingers deftly moved upwards, untying the knots of the clothes layer by layer.
The scene of undressing seemed vaguely familiar, but it felt like he wasn't just unbuttoning his clothes, but putting them on layer by layer.
But in my memory, every time I put on a layer, I was thinking about how to take it off.
This memory made his breathing disordered, but he still tried his best to remain calm. He used his fingertips to conjure a warm stream of water. The water penetrated into his clothes and flowed over Jiang Zhaoxue's body. It seemed as if the water and his spiritual power were sticking to each other through the skin, interweaving and caressing Jiang Zhaoxue's already sensitive skin.
Jiang Zhaoxue couldn't help but tremble and tried to break free. Pei Zichen didn't dare to think of anything else. He just held her tightly, unbuttoning her clothes one by one. Seeing her soften in his arms, he said in a hoarse and calm voice, "When your energy is disturbed and your mind is difficult to express, then use your emotions to control your body and your desires to unleash your nature."
"Chen...Chen Shicang..." Jiang Zhaoxue's voice trembled. She felt her clothes being peeled off one by one, and the water wrapped in spiritual power was flowing around her body. In the spiritual power was his increasingly strong emotions, which came through his panting almost without any concealment, igniting the prairie fire.
"Whatever nature desires."
After taking off all his clothes, he finally touched her skin. His calloused hands moved all the way down. Jiang Zhaoxue couldn't help but pinch his arm and called out quickly, "Shi Cang..."
However, this little bit of strength couldn't stop anything.
Pei Zichen held her in his arms and continued walking, saying softly, "When Yin gives birth to Yang..."
As he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped moving.
Jiang Zhaoxue didn't dare to speak until he touched something and froze in place, her heart pounding under his palm.
After a long moment, I heard the man behind me move his Adam's apple slightly, and then I heard his calm conclusion: "Only by seeing a person's nature can one know his true nature."
After these words were spoken, Jiang Zhaoxue didn't dare to speak, and Pei Zichen didn't move.
He seemed a little nervous as well. After a long silence, he finally controlled himself and spoke hoarsely, "Jiang Xue."
As soon as he spoke, he began to move. Jiang Zhaoxue trembled slightly in his arms. He looked down at her and said with some difficulty, "Tell me when you're ready, okay?"
Okay, what's good about it? Who would ask if it's good or not when doing something like this?
Jiang Zhaoxue endured it and dared not make a sound. After a while, tears began to well up in her eyes.
Pei Zichen sensed her emotions, turned his head to kiss her, then turned her around and lifted her up by the back.
All her clothes fell off, and she looked like a pear blossom blooming among layers of clothes, trembling in his arms, so beautiful that it was shocking.
His breathing stagnated, and he couldn't help but lower his head to kiss her, repeatedly touching her Nascent Soul with his soul, and put her on the bed, not wanting to separate for a moment.
The Nascent Soul is a hundred times more sensitive than the body. Jiang Zhaoxue had never felt such a stimulating touch before. His breathing became rapid and his mind became a little fuzzy. He didn't care about his previous concerns at all and pinched him tightly, feeling the torture of his superficial touch while he was at the gate.
My mind is in a mess and I don’t know what to do.
To push it away or not, it seemed to be her choice, yet it seemed she had no choice.
The only consolation she had left was...
Maybe he'll wake up soon?
He woke up after being hugged again.
One more kiss and he woke up.
One more look and I woke up.
Touch it again and you'll wake up...
Jiang Zhaoxue, in this self-comfort, let him do whatever he wanted.
Pei Zichen stared at her silently from above.
He had been dreaming of her since he was twelve.
It was this person who had saved him time and time again, thousands and thousands of times.
Year after year, we pray to the gods day and night.
He longs for it, he desires it, he is persistent...
Jiang Zhaoxue.
Her real name. He had heard it in his dream, the Yin Zhulong, which he had written in the contract book and had been verified by the heavens.
His God.
He bent his head and kissed her, unable to control his movements. He felt at every moment that he might slip into the abyss, but he forced himself to retreat.
Jiang Zhaoxue was so worn out by him that she lost all her rationality and finally couldn't help but squeeze his arm tightly.
He knew the time had come and was a little nervous. He held her hand and kissed her, trying to distract her attention. He said in a hoarse voice, "Do you have a nickname?"
"Yaoyao..."
Jiang Zhaoxue felt him sinking little by little, and her mind was already a little unclear.
The demon cultivator was very lustful, and she completely followed her instincts to cater to him.
This made Pei Zichen's veins pop out, and he couldn't help but hold her hand tightly, trembling in his voice: "Yaoyao..."
Jiang Zhaoxue's breathing was rapid and trembling, and she could clearly no longer hear his voice. He sank down little by little until the last moment, when he spoke hoarsely, "Call me...Call my name."
"Pei Zichen..." Jiang Zhaoxue blurted out, and Pei Zichen suddenly froze.
In an instant, something was suddenly shattered, and memories broke through the window, like fragments of glass, rushing into his mind and connecting with his dreams.
"I want Ah Xue to love me like I love you."
"No matter why I came here in the first place, at this moment, it's for you."
"You don't... like your master's wife, do you?"
…
Master's Wife...
Pei Zichen slowly opened his eyes, looking at the person beneath him who had completely blossomed for him, and suddenly realized the other person's identity.
What he does...
What is he doing?!
Fear, guilt, joy... countless emotions surged up in an instant, shocking him so much that he could hardly speak.
Jiang Zhaoxue felt something was wrong after he paused for a moment, and then he instantly realized what he had called out.
She froze, her mind racing as to how to explain this to Pei Zichen.
Although she was calling him, Pei Zichen didn't know how to explain why she gave him another name in bed.
Why don’t you tell the truth?
Several explanations flashed through Jiang Zhaoxue's mind.
Pei Zichen just controlled his breathing and stared at her, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.
Master's Wife...
This is her master's wife.
If it was her master's wife, then why was she here? Why was she willing to be under him?
Do you like it?
No, not at all.
Pei Zichen tried his best to calm himself down quickly, and he understood the situation after thinking about it.
She was looking for the Lingxu fan and trying to find a way to wake him up.
Her so-called love, her proactive touching, and even her identity as his fiancée... were all fake.
He couldn't help but tighten his grip on her hand, feeling as if a sharp knife had cut through his heart. Looking at the face of the person in front of him, he knew clearly.
They're all fake.
He had nothing, from beginning to end.
The kind master, the fellow disciple who never left him and was saved by him, his fiancée Jiang Xue... he never had them.
The only reality he has is this moment.
Half of his body was inside, and he was in a dilemma. Everything was not over yet, and he still had room to withdraw.
That was the only thing he really had.
And this possession must be returned.
When he came to his senses, he should tell her the truth, withdraw, and then kneel before Jiang Zhaoxue to confess his guilt, respectfully calling her "Lady Lord" or... "Master's Wife".
Thinking of this word, Pei Zichen felt a piercing pain in his heart, anger surged up, and he couldn't help but want to laugh.
Master's Wife...
Master's wife?
He felt the red string on his finger, and thought of the Taoist Companion Contract they had burned together today, his eyes darkening little by little.
He is also her husband, the one she has married into a marriage alliance with, the one with whom she has signed a life-and-death contract. They have kissed and entangled with each other, and he has touched every inch of her. How can she be considered his mistress?
Why?
Why should he retreat? Why should he let go?
Anyway, he had already deceived her once, or even more than once.
He tricked her out of Shen Yuqing's hands, and he practiced the Nine Netherworld Realm techniques behind her back. He had already come to this point, and it didn't matter whether he lied or coaxed her. She was not unwilling, she had already agreed. Maybe... maybe she really liked him.
Why did he quit?
Pei Zichen's breathing became a little faster, and he held her hand even tighter.
Jiang Zhaoxue noticed his reaction, gritted her teeth, and was about to tell the truth: "That..."
She raised her eyes to meet his gaze and said seriously, "Actually, Pei Zichen is your name."
Hearing this, Pei Zichen's eyes moved slightly.
Jiang Zhaoxue couldn't tell his emotions. Just as she was about to add something, she saw Pei Zichen slowly smile, "Did you go ask my master?"
Jiang Zhaoxue was stunned by what she said, and then she saw Pei Zichen lower his eyes, his fingers gently inserted into her hair, and whispered softly: "Yaoyao is so good to me. She even knows the name my mother gave me."
ah?
Jiang Zhaoxue was a little confused.
Only then did he realize that Pei Zichen in this illusion was actually the name given to him by his mother?
Is this even possible?!
No, that's not right.
Jiang Zhaoxue immediately noticed that his reaction just now...
However, before she could think about it, she felt Pei Zichen's waist sink, and he pressed her head and kissed her!
Spiritual power poured into his body, and his soul entangled with his Nascent Soul.
He didn't give her any time to think, and dragged her into the sea of desire and drowned her.
This is all he has.
He was born because of her and regarded her as a god.
But he not only wanted to worship his god, he also wanted to own her.
The desire to possess her was so strong, so strong that it was difficult to express in words and difficult to satisfy with touch. So day and night, he longed for her, wishing he could swallow her alive and be one with her forever.
And now he finally knew what he was longing for.
When he became one with her, he finally felt perfection. He was addicted to such extreme pleasure and wished he could mate with her day and night like a wild beast.
But he didn't dare let her know about his horrible thoughts, so he could only try his best to make her happy and make her feel as if she was asking for too much.
Until the daylight fell through the window, he finally covered her lips, suppressed her sobs and ended everything.
Then she felt Pei Zichen pressing against her from behind, rubbing his face against hers gently, like a warm snake, and said softly, "Madam, good morning."
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The author has something to say: [Small Theater]
Pei Zichen: "The semi-experienced package was too deceptive, so I optimized it to the full experience."
【Small Theater】
Jiang Zhaoxue: "Pei Zichen is a good man. I take full responsibility for this matter. I'm sorry, I couldn't control myself and led the young people astray."
Pei Zichen: "It's okay, I don't care, Yaoyao is very good, I love Yaoyao."
Shen Yuqing: "You actually let him call you Yaoyao?!"
Pei Zichen (showing the red string and marriage certificate): "We are a legal couple, Master."
Shen Yuqing: "Oh, everyone is the same. You came in to be a mistress too."
Pei Zichen: "The younger one is favored."
Shen Yuqing: "Do you know what Bai Yueguang's first love is?"
Pei Zichen: "Do you need to add exclamation marks when speaking, Bai Yueguang?"
Shen Yuqing: "This is called tension."
Pei Zichen: "This is force."
Jiang Zhaoxue: "Stop fighting... Stop fighting..."
Song Wulan: "Master Jiang, their quarrels are so disgraceful, why don't you just gamble your life with me?"
Jiang Zhaoxue: "...Get out! Tianjiao, take me away!!!"
The first version was actually pretty good, but after looking at it over and over again, I felt that Xiao Pei was a little too comfortable for his first time and Xuexue was too passive, so I refined the second version.
If you like the first edition, you can go to the "Reading Draft"
Both versions have their advantages and disadvantages.
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