Chapter 160 Sister-in-law "What junior sister? Take a good look, she's your..."
Jingzhe had been waiting for the young master at the main house all night. He was extremely anxious, but the steward of the main house only said that the young master was talking to the head of the family and that outsiders should not disturb him, and asked him to wait a little longer.
Let's wait a little longer... If we wait any longer, things may never get better between the young mistress and the young master.
As dawn broke, Li Mengbai finally emerged. Jingzhe hurried to greet him, but Li Mengbai seemed to only just notice him, and said displeasedly, "What are you doing here? Did you deal with those people? Where is the young mistress?"
Jingzhe recounted everything that had happened the previous afternoon, repeating Jiang Yuhuo's instructions to Li Mengbai, omitting only the part about Jiang Yuhuo's relationship with the cultivator. Since only he had seen it, he would pretend he hadn't.
Upon hearing those words, Li Mengbai's already pale face turned even more bloodless. He roared, "Damn it! Why are you only reporting me now!"
Jingzhe and his group all knelt down. They dared not comment on their master's affairs and could only admit their mistakes.
Having been punished in the forbidden room all night, Li Mengbai felt dizzy and his head was throbbing with anger and anger. But he couldn't collapse yet. He pressed his temples and asked, "Is the young mistress still in the village?"
After leaving Qingwu Mountain, Jingzhe came straight to report to the young master. He did not directly follow the young mistress, but because Li Mengbai had specifically instructed him beforehand that even if he did not follow, others would follow, and their information was shared.
“The young mistress did not return; she… went to Mianyun Xiaozhu.”
Upon hearing those four words, Li Mengbai felt his mind explode, and for a moment he was unable to think of anything.
How could she have gone to that place?
She was there, there... a warm lamp.
Li Mengbai's figure flashed away almost instantly. He frantically rode the wind, completely forgetting that he had once set up teleportation arrays near the Li family and on Qingwu Mountain to facilitate the raising of those magical beasts. An overwhelming fear pressed down on him. Jiang Yuhuo, wait for him! Don't believe those people…
Don't hate him...
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After his mother passed away when he was eight years old, Wen Yizhan left Mianyun Xiaozhu at the foot of Qingwu Mountain. He lived in the Li family in Yanling City for less than half a year before Zhang Zhenyang came and, in accordance with his previous agreement with his mother Wen Ruoxin, took him to Kunlun.
From then on, there was no longer that illegitimate son raised outside by the Li family of the immortal sect, only Wen Yizhan, a disciple of Zhenyang Peak of Kunlun Mountain.
After ascending to Kunlun, Wen Yizhan often went down the mountain to wander around, visiting many places all over the country. However, there was one place that he would avoid even if he had to take a detour, as if he wanted to stay far away from it.
There was no place in the world that disgusted him more than the Li family of Yanling.
After his mother's death, Wen Yizhan regarded Zhang Zhenyang as his only family in the world. Later, with the arrival of his junior sister, his life gained another pillar. With his master and junior sister both on Zhenyang Peak, Zhenyang Peak became his home, and the affairs of the people down the mountain could no longer be a concern for him.
But there was one thing that he could never let go of: Wen Ruoxin's ghost.
He was too young then to believe that his mother was just sleeping soundly and would wake up when she had had enough. During that time, Wen Ruoxin loved watching the sunset outside the window, and he thought that when the sun set, his mother would wake up and continue watching. He touched her cold hand lying by the bed and silently put it under the quilt. But the sun set, darkness fell, and his mother's body grew even colder.
Someone had been secretly watching them from outside, and the person arrived quickly. He sat blankly on the floor, soon seeing a terrified face. That person had taken his mother away; there was no funeral, no prayers, none of the rituals that mortals should have. He simply took her away and then vanished without a trace. But his mother was mortal, not an immortal capable of self-destruction.
So to this day, he still doesn't know where Li Shichuan took Wen Ruoxin's body, and he doesn't even know which direction to offer his prayers to.
Therefore, when he received information from Li Shichuan about the location of Wen Ruoxin's grave and threatened him to return to the Li family, he had no choice.
Wen Yizhan pushed open the courtyard gate of Mianyun Xiaozhu. White walls, black tiles, red leaves, and green moss... If it weren't for the absence of that familiar figure in a green dress, this place would be almost exactly the same as it was when he was eight years old.
He never imagined that he would see another figure so familiar here.
The tall, slender woman in black wiped away the footprints on the ground, then left the inner room and closed the door behind her.
As soon as she turned around, Wen Yizhan saw those delicate yet aloof eyes and brows—the person he missed so dearly.
Wen Yizhan was stunned for a moment, almost thinking that she was dreaming again, with two dreams merged into one scene.
"Senior brother?" Jiang Yuhuo turned around and was also taken aback when she saw the person in the courtyard. "What are you doing here?"
Wen Yizhan was still stunned until Jiang Yuhuo walked up to him, and he suddenly reached out and pinched her cheek. The person in front of him had a slightly displeased look in her eyes, but did not look away. Wen Yizhan finally smiled, "It really is you... Junior Sister."
He tightened his grip a bit more. "You said you were going back to Kunlun, why aren't you going back?"
Jiang Yuhuo frowned, not because of the force with which Wen Yizhan pinched her cheek, but because she didn't know how to bring it up with him.
Her senior brother will be disappointed in her. Master has told her countless times to let go, but she is still determined to seek revenge, even using someone else's identity to drag herself into the struggles of the mortal world. She is using others to do things that violate the Kunlun oath.
"Has your soul wound been healed?"
She changed the subject.
Wen Yizhan pursed his lips slightly and nodded, "It's healed. I thought I'd see you after I came out of seclusion, so I repaired it quickly. But as soon as I came out, Master said you had something to do down the mountain and wouldn't be back for a while." He turned his head to look into her eyes and asked with a smile, "What could possibly be going on down the mountain? Is that little girl still bothering you?"
Jiang Yuhuo avoided eye contact. "You still haven't told me how you got here?"
Wen Yizhan's eyes crinkled into a smile. "That's the question I should be asking you."
Jiang Yuhuo, not understanding why, answered truthfully, "I was just passing by and this place felt familiar."
“It’s good to be familiar with it.” Wen Yizhan gently stroked her nose with his index finger and smiled. “This is my former home in the mortal world.”
Jiang Yuhuo was startled for a moment, but then she understood. No wonder, no wonder it was so similar to her courtyard; her courtyard was built by her senior brother. It turned out he had built it based on his own home.
However, she rarely heard him mention his past; she only knew that he had a very good mother, but she didn't know that his home was here.
She showed up uninvited and spent the night at her senior's former home, which seemed more embarrassing than barging into a stranger's house.
"I'm sorry, I trespassed..."
Her apology was interrupted by Wen Yizhan, "What's there to apologize for? It's just a courtyard without an owner. Besides—" He suppressed his smile, looked into her eyes again, and said with a serious expression, "If you're willing, your senior brother's house is your house."
Jiang Yuhuo looked at the person in front of her and vaguely sensed that his tone was different from usual. When he wasn't smiling, the tiny red mark under his eye was particularly noticeable. She stared at the scar, then raised her hand to touch it. "Is it still not healed here?"
Wen Yizhan laughed, her lower eyelids concealing the red mark slightly. "Junior Sister, do you want it to disappear? But I want to keep it."
"Why?"
He held Jiang Yuhuo's hand, not removing it from his eyes, but instead letting her fingertips press against it, "Because this is a mark left for my junior sister."
He saw the tenderness in Jiang Yuhuo's eyes, and he couldn't help but reveal some of the unspoken feelings he hadn't been able to express on the banks of the Moyu River.
"Because I want my junior sister to feel sorry for me. Not only that, I want her to always feel sorry for me in the future. Is that okay?"
Jiang Yuhuo subconsciously wanted to nod. They were people who supported each other. Wen Yizhan had always been the one to lift her up before, and now she could protect him too.
Just then, Jiang Yuhuo felt a light bite on the tip of her other finger. She felt no pain, only a cool sensation. She knew who it was. The mermaid had transformed into a silver snake and was coiled around her wrist.
Seeing that she seemed a little dazed, or as if she were thinking about something, Wen Yizhan wasn't sure if she had understood him. She showed neither shyness nor resistance. In all these years, he had never seen a shy expression on her face.
Wen Yizhan's smile deepened; his junior sister probably hadn't quite grasped the concept yet.
"Since we've met by chance here, let's return to Kunlun together once we've finished our business here."
Once they returned to Kunlun, he explained his feelings for his junior sister to his master. Although he suspected his master might have some clues, he still hoped to gain his master's approval. Of course, most importantly, he wanted to know his junior sister's feelings.
He wanted to be with her forever, not just as her senior.
Jiang Yuhuo lowered his eyes and shook his head, "I can't go back yet."
"Why?" This time it was Wen Yizhan's turn to ask Jiang Yuhuo.
"Because she wants to be with me!"
This sound was almost entirely filled with anger and ruthlessness.
Wen Yizhan turned around and saw the person standing under the eaves. He had black hair and wore purple robes, with a delicate and beautiful face, exuding the arrogant and unrestrained air of a noble young master. Although his appearance had changed a lot compared to many years ago, he recognized him at a glance. Li Mengbai, the true heir of the Li family.
At that moment, he was glaring angrily at the hand he was holding.
What did he just say? What does it mean to be with him?
Li Mengbai strode up to the two of them and tried to pull Wen Yizhan's hand away. His patience had been worn thin by the pain of the night, and the moment he saw that bastard Wen Yizhan seducing him, all his anger and jealousy exploded in his mind. This damned bastard really did have impure thoughts about her; he had taken her from him for so many years, and now he dared to try and steal her away again!
He didn't even want to pretend anymore.
"Let her go!" Li Mengbai roared. "Don't touch her!"
The more he struggled, the more Wen Yizhan refused to let go. His brows furrowed with displeasure, and he said in a deep voice, "Li Mengbai, what's wrong with you? My junior sister is none of your business."
Wen Yizhan grasped Jiang Yuhuo's hand, intending to pull her behind her to protect her, but Li Mengbai held onto Wen Yizhan's hand tightly. Neither of them was willing to let go, and two extremely powerful spiritual energies collided and exploded at their wrists.
Jiang Yuhuo felt her wrist going numb. Li Mengbai's arrival was so sudden; she was a little confused. So, her senior brother and Li Mengbai knew each other?
Li Mengbai laughed in anger. He grabbed Jiang Yuhuo's other hand and held it up in front of Wen Yizhan, his voice filled with venomous malice, "What junior sister? Take a good look, she's your sister-in-law!"
These words instantly stunned Wen Yizhan.
His gaze was fixed on their hands. He noticed a binding thread on Jiang Yuhuo's hand, faintly glowing as it sensed something. And what it sensed was bound to Li Mengbai's hand. The same light, the same binding thread, tied at the same fingertips.
That was a marriage contract.
His junior sister has formed a sworn brotherhood with a member of the Li family.
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Author's Note: Sigh, I really, really want a vacation! [Fluttering][Fluttering]
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