Chapter 95 Chapter 95 Welcome my Lord, the sun and the moon shine together...
After Pei Zichen handed over all his Yuan Yang, he laid on top of her. Jiang Zhaoxue was a little dazed. She didn't expect that at this critical moment, Pei Zichen could still remember the principle of the first time between Taoist partners.
Yuanyang is a great tonic, and you only get it once in your life.
She was a little uncalm.
Her heart was beating very fast, but she pretended to be calm and remained silent.
Pei Zichen leaned against her. After a long while, she saw that he still had no intention of retreating, so she patted his shoulder and said softly, "Rest now."
Pei Zichen remained silent, just holding her quietly. After a long moment, he spoke gently, "My Lady."
"Um?"
"Listen," he said, his old attitude returning. Jiang Zhaoxue's heart tightened instantly, and she heard his hint, "the sound of the waves."
A night of sudden rain and wind, Jiang Zhaoxue listened to the ebb and flow of the tide.
When dawn came, Jiang Zhaoxue was awakened by the morning sunlight. She opened her eyes in a daze, and as soon as she moved, she felt something entangled her.
The images of last night flooded back to her mind, and Jiang Zhaoxue froze instantly. She could clearly feel the weight of the arm on her, and the other person's muscles pressed against her back. She held her breath instantly, and her mind went blank.
This is not an illusion.
This is not a dream.
This wasn't a thousand years ago when no one knew about it.
This is the real fairyland now. She and her ten-year-old brother, Shen Yuqing's direct disciple, rolled on the same bed.
Save people.
Jiang Zhaoxue closed her eyes and comforted herself that she was saving people.
Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. She sacrificed her own interests to achieve greater good.
But when she thought of Pei Zichen's words when he looked up, "But if you do this with your disciple, do you know what I want?", and Pei Zichen's "Yaoyao" on the left and "Love me" on the right, Jiang Zhaoxue felt her face getting hot.
She couldn't stay in this bed for even a moment, she just wanted to run away as quickly as possible, the farther the better.
She carefully pulled her legs out of his arms, pushed away his hands, lowered one leg from the bed, slid out of the quilt like a loach, quickly grabbed her clothes, and crawled out.
She put on her clothes, sent a message to Jiang Zhaoyue informing her of her return, and ran to the study.
Anan was released from her sea of consciousness and jumped onto her shoulder. He saw her grab the brush next to her and couldn't help but wonder, "What are you doing?"
"I left a letter for Pei Zichen."
Jiang Zhaoxue wrote as she spoke, "It's not appropriate for him and I to meet right now. We both need to calm down."
"Ah," Anan understood as soon as he saw it and nodded, "I understand. I'm going to sleep."
Jiang Zhaoxue was writing the three characters "Pei Zichen" when she pulled the pen, and the ink immediately soaked the paper. Jiang Zhaoxue closed her eyes and relaxed, then stood up and sat in a chair. She crumpled up the waste paper and threw it away, saying impatiently, "He's seriously injured. I'm the only one who can help. I'm trying to save him."
As she spoke, she began to write carefully: "Zi Chen: I'm glad to see you. What happened last night was an emergency, a temporary measure. Your spiritual power is running wild, and your veins are in danger. As your elder, I have the responsibility to look after you..."
"And then you took care of him in bed?" Anan blurted out as he looked at what she had written. Jiang Zhaoxue moved her pen, and the second piece of paper was flooded again.
This excuse has been used so many times that it is no longer appropriate.
Jiang Zhaoxue took a deep breath, grabbed the paper, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it down again.
This action made her feel a little relieved. She pulled out a third piece of paper, spread it out with the paperweight, and began to think of a third reason: "He still needs to think about it carefully."
She thought and continued writing:
"Zi Chen: I'm glad to see you. Last night's events were a matter of urgency. After waking from the dream today and reflecting on them, I realize they were inappropriate. There's a huge age gap between you and me, and a gap in status. You're practicing the Nine Netherworld techniques, so it's difficult for you to remain in the True Immortal Realm for long. One day, in pursuit of the Great Dao, you'll journey to the Nine Netherworld, while I'll remain in Penglai..."
"Oh," Anan leaned over to look at her nonsense, tilted his head and sighed, "That's great. You're already thinking about married life while just dating."
"If you can't come up with a suitable reason to refuse, then just stop talking!"
Jiang Zhaoxue was annoyed by Anan's words. He frowned and thrust the pen in front of it, saying dissatisfiedly, "You're just talking nonsense. If you have the ability, write it!"
"Why would I write something like this?" Anan looked at her strangely. "It's not like I slept with someone irresponsible. If you don't like him, then let him die. You can't bear to see him die." Anan raised a bird's wing and pointed at Jiang Zhaoxue, saying firmly, "You have him in your heart."
Jiang Zhaoxue was shocked by these words, but then she reacted and said immediately, "Nonsense! I've raised this child for so long. This concerns my future. How can I not have him?"
"Stop calling her a child." Anan glanced at her. "How long has it been since you were a child? You think the illusion is a dream, but what happened last night couldn't have been done by a child, right?"
Jiang Zhaoxue was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say.
Pei Zichen was taught by her. They had been married for four years in the illusion. When he came to reality, even though he felt a little unfamiliar at first, he was able to reconcile with his memories very quickly.
When she ran out just now, she saw clearly that Pei Zichen's shoulders and neck were covered with scratches and kisses. What happened last night could not be said to be his wishful thinking.
"What are you afraid of?"
Anan jumped over from a distance, looked up at Jiang Zhaoxue sitting in the chair, and tilted his head and said, "You are not like that, are you? I remember that you liked that senior before. That senior was your type. Now Pei Zichen is also his type. Even if you are not willing to die for him, you must be a little moved, right?"
"If you are moved, you must get the Heavenly Secret Jade."
Jiang Zhaoxue looked up at Anan, who blinked, seemingly just remembering what he had just done. He listened to Jiang Zhaoxue's serious words, "I've done so much, there's no reason for me to let this little bit of love go to waste. But since I haven't let go of the thought of hurting him and accepted his feelings, won't he be even more miserable then?"
"Isn't it painful now?"
Anan couldn't understand.
Jiang Zhaoxue lowered her eyes: "At least it's not that the people who love him want to harm him."
"You've told a lot of lies." Anan reminded.
"I don't want to talk about it now."
After these words were spoken, both the man and the bird fell silent.
A moment later, Jiang Zhaoxue's voice transmission jade token suddenly lit up. Jiang Zhaoxue quickly took the token and heard Jiang Zhaoyue's cold voice from inside: "Are you back?"
"Alive?"
"Come to the Cangming Sea immediately if you are still alive."
"If I can't come, I'll go find you right away and bring your ashes back to Penglai."
Four sentences in a row, without a pause.
Jiang Zhaoxue felt relieved when he heard this, and immediately felt a sense of righteousness: "If the evil is not destroyed, how can there be a home?" He said seriously: "I have to go to Cangming Sea to find my brother."
"Oh." Anan nodded in understanding, "I found an excuse."
"What's the excuse?"
Jiang Zhaoxue glared at Anan and quickly wrote a letter: "Something happened in Penglai, I'll leave first. Take good care of yourself and wait for me to come back."
Having said that, Jiang Zhaoxue happily sent the letter back to the room. While Pei Zichen was still sleeping, he set up a large protective formation for him, then rode on a crane and left quickly.
Before Chenghe left the sea, Anan was still a little worried: "Is it okay for us to leave Pei Zichen here? He's been sleeping for this long, so is he okay?"
"No problem," Jiang Zhaoxue, who understood his physical condition better than anyone else, explained, "He told me last night that he'd be recovering today and would sleep more deeply. He asked me to wake him up if anything happened and we could go together."
After saying this, Jiang Zhaoxue seemed to realize what he had done.
Anan stood on Jiang Zhaoxue's shoulder, turned to look at her, thought for a long time, and said softly: "I hope he won't be too angry when he wakes up."
Jiang Zhaoxue paused after hearing this, then sneered, "He's just a junior, so what if he's angry?"
Anan: "..."
"Anyway," Jiang Zhaoxue pretended to be calm as he looked at the dense black shadows in the direction of Cangming Sea, "I will explain it when the time comes."
Anan: "..."
It understood that this was a woodpecker, and no one's mouth was as hard as hers.
As Jiang Zhaoxue flew all the way to the Cangming Sea, Pei Zichen completely absorbed the power of the God-Slaying Sword and the remaining power in time and space. Feeling the sunlight on his face, he subconsciously reached out for someone and murmured, "Yaoyao..."
As soon as he spoke, Pei Zichen felt something was wrong. His spiritual sense was instantly activated and he sat up quickly.
He confirmed almost instantly that Jiang Zhaoxue was not nearby. He glanced around vigilantly and his eyes fell on a piece of white paper held down by a paperweight not far away.
Pei Zichen stood up and walked to the white paper, and saw the handwriting left by Jiang Zhaoxue, asking him to wait for her.
Pei Zichen remained silent, and Yuan Luo felt a little uneasy: "Hey, look how much the mistress cares about the master. She wants the master to have more rest and recovery, and she doesn't even disturb him when he's sleeping. She's full of love!"
Lingxu tapped his fan without saying anything, glanced around, and softly reminded: "Master, why don't you wash and dress first."
Pei Zichen didn't say anything. He glanced at the ink stain on the paper.
The ink marks were obviously pressed through the paper. Jiang Zhaoxue must have written more than one letter today.
Pei Zichen raised his hand and clothes flew into his hand. He put them on while walking towards the study. When he reached the study, he raised his hand and his hair crown was straightened. His clothes were already fully put on.
Pei Zichen strode into the room and saw paper balls all over the floor. He glanced at it, raised his hand and lifted it up, and all the paper balls opened up and floated in the air.
Every unfinished sentence caught my eye and was particularly eye-catching.
"Stopgap measure", "Responsibility of care", "Age difference", "Status difference"
"The Nine Netherworlds technique cannot survive in the True Immortal Realm for long. In the future, to seek the Great Dao, you will have to travel far to the Nine Netherworlds, while I will stay in Penglai..."
Pei Zichen scanned the words one by one, and his expression became colder with each word he read.
Yuan Luo and Lingxu could clearly feel the tension in his aura. Yuan Luo tentatively said, "Well... what's written there is very far-fetched. Master, please don't take it to heart."
"I didn't take it to heart." Pei Zichen spoke hoarsely, raised his hand to put away the letter, and whispered, "She didn't take me to heart."
"that……"
"She doesn't want me."
Pei Zichen tried his best to control his emotions and turned around calmly, feeling that every word was like a needle dropping into his heart: "She doesn't even care about her own safety, she just wants to abandon me."
No one dared to respond to Yuan Luo Lingxu's words, and Pei Zichen pursed his lips and said nothing.
Over and over in his mind was the voice of Jiang Zhaoxue calling him with tears in her eyes last night, her arms wrapped around his neck. A mixture of lust and anger rose up in his mind. His expression was so calm that no emotion could be seen. He just raised his hand to burn the letters and strode out.
When he reached the door, Pei Zichen opened it with both hands, and saw that the door was densely packed with people and monsters.
These people were much more burly than those in the Real Fairyland, and wore clothes completely different from those in the Real Fairyland. Leading them was a woman in red, who looked about 70% similar to Mu Jinyue, but with extremely gaudy makeup. She held a red umbrella with a gold bead rim, and a group of three-foot-long corpse-bugs were crawling at her feet.
Seeing Pei Zichen open the door, the woman immediately smiled, spread her sleeves, and led everyone to kneel down, shouting: "Welcome our master, the sun and the moon shine together."
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The author has something to say: [Small Theater]
Pei Zichen: "She doesn't want me, she abandoned me, her heart is full of other people, I am just an insignificant passer-by in her life, she is my sun, my light, my goddess, I am panicked, he..."
Jiang Zhaoxue: "Not really, not really. I'm just going on a business trip. Don't be so sensitive."
Pei Zichen: "Why do you want to go on a business trip right after the first time?"
Jiang Zhaoxue: "..."
Pei Zichen: "Are my skills so bad?"
Jiang Zhaoxue: "..."
Pei Zichen: "You still want to say I'm sensitive?"
Jiang Zhaoxue: "..."
Pei Zichen: "Tell me, do you want to abandon me?"
Jiang Zhaoxue: "Yes."
Pei Zichen (taking the key): "My Lady, this is what you chose."
Jiang Zhaoxue: "...I didn't! I didn't choose!!"
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