Chapter 78: Come and propose marriage "In this case, for this marriage, we...
"Sincerity?" Chen Wenji's breath was unstable, and the light in his eyes was dim, with a hint of shame and anger of being forced into a corner. "What sincerity do you still want?"
Xie Yunqing chuckled, his breath brushing against her sensitive earlobe, his voice low and coaxing, "What do you think, Susu?"
Shen Wenji pursed his lips and said nothing.
As he spoke, he chuckled, and his fingers slid down, deftly helping her take off her robe, revealing the smooth skin on her back.
"You have a sore back, don't you? Then use this to massage it."
The shells seemed to understand human speech and sense the wider space, and the shell meat became more and more restless.
"Massage?" Shen Wenji frowned, staring at Xie Yunqing with his beautiful eyes, "Is this how you help me?"
"Of course." Xie Yunqing raised his palm without hesitation, pressed his palm against her waist, and kneaded it slowly with a force that was neither too light nor too heavy.
To be honest, Xie Yunqing did have some skills. After just a moment, Shen Wenji's back pain was relieved.
But despite this, she would not give him a good look. After all, her back pain was ultimately caused by the man in front of her.
Shen Wenji groaned a few times and ordered, "My legs are sore too, help me massage them too."
Xie Yunqing curled his lips and smiled: "Okay."
Although he agreed, his hand did not move.
Shen Wenji frowned, thinking he was perfunctory. Just as she was about to scold him, the frosted hard shell hit her leg, fan-shaped, again and again, like a small hammer.
The love shell can actually provide massage, so it is quite useful.
Seeing Shen Wenji's happy expression, Xie Yunqing raised his eyebrows and said, "It seems that Susu likes this little thing."
Shen Wenji responded vaguely.
Xie Yunqing lowered his eyes, raised his fingers and snapped them casually.
As the fingertips rubbed against each other, spiritual power surged out and poured into the shell. In the blink of an eye, the shell turned in a different direction and continued working in another place.
"Don't worry, Susu, you will like it more. Didn't you say that shells can moisturize the skin?" Before he finished speaking, he lowered his head and kissed her slightly open lips, swallowing up her unfinished protest.
"Um...Xie Yunqing you..." Shen Wenji struggled vaguely, trying to escape from his kiss, but was defeated in the end.
Her body wanted to curl up subconsciously, but Xie Yunqing's arms held her firmly in place, and she couldn't break free.
It was a passionate kiss.
She felt like she was being roasted over a warm fire. One side was brought by Beike, and the other side was brought by Xie Yunqing. Both of them could not be ignored.
The originally ordinary shell absorbed Xie Yunqing's spiritual power. Under his intentional or unintentional guidance and encouragement, it became not only flexible and active, but also quite perceptive.
He moved around her sore arms, waist, abdomen, and legs...kneading her tense muscles and effectively relieving her fatigue.
However, it also has its shortcomings. It is always difficult to control the strength, which sometimes causes itching and pain, forcing Shen Wenji to curl up his toes and become distracted.
Xie Yunqing sat by and watched. He would gently caress her trembling body with his palms, kiss away her frowning brows, and tenderly kiss her lips, ears, and nose...
"If you don't massage your sore muscles, they'll hurt even more the next day." He coaxed her patiently, "Good girl, relax a little."
While using his spiritual power to securely control the shell, he said with interest, "Looking at the efficacy of the love shell, it really is a good spiritual pet. Madam, let's raise a few more shells."
Shen Wenji was furious and pulled his collar down.
Xie Yunqing did not struggle at all, and even leaned over with the force, his lips brushing against her earlobe.
Shen Wenji raised his head slightly, bit his Adam's apple as if to vent his anger, and said angrily: "I don't like it, you are not allowed to raise any."
Xie Yunqing's throat rolled, and a lazy laugh escaped from his lips: "Susu, you really put me in a difficult position. At least now, the shell you used is impossible to return."
He whispered in her ear, unwilling to give up, "Why don't you take a closer look, Madam? This shell is indeed nourishing. Look at the skin, it's smoother and more tender..."
"This little thing is also very smart. It is especially good at finding places. I don't even need to teach it."
“It knows how to make you comfortable.”
Shen Wenji didn't dare to look down at all. She turned her face away awkwardly, secretly complaining: What do you mean by looking for a place? She was the first one to disbelieve that there was no instruction from Xie Yunqing.
"Look." Xie Yunqing's lips were almost touching her neck. "It's very obedient. It won't fall off even if you touch it. It's doing its job well."
His fingertips gently scratched the edge of the shell, causing the shell meat to wriggle rapidly, but it did not slip off Shen Wenji's body.
Shen Wenji bit his lower lip, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes.
"No matter how much you say, it's useless. I just don't like it." She retorted stubbornly, but her voice was soft.
"Don't you like it?" Xie Yunqing raised an eyebrow and pressed the place where the shell had crawled onto his body with his fingertips. "Then why are you shaking so violently?"
Shen Wenji: "..."
He leaned over and placed a kiss on her. The touch was completely different from the cool and sticky feeling of the shell. It was dry and hot, mixed with clear love.
She was caught between his words and actions, and was completely defeated. She could only rise and fall with him. In the gaps between blurred consciousness, she begged for mercy intermittently and said all the nice things she could.
"Brother Yunqing..." Shen Wenji called him unconsciously with tears in his voice.
Xie Yunqing raised his head, his eyelashes wet with moisture, and looked into her misty eyes and replied, "I'm here."
It was not until noon that he tightened his arms and hugged the person, who had become as soft as a puddle of water, tightly in his arms, and his burning body temperature was transmitted through his inner clothes.
The love shell had stopped moving at some point, and its shell opened and closed slightly, as if it was breathing.
Xie Yunqing slowly and methodically took the docile little thing off Shen Wenji's sweaty skin and threw it into the jade box beside him.
Shen Wenji got angry when she saw the jade box. She wanted to raise her hand and smash the box to pieces, but she didn't even have the strength to roll her eyes, let alone lift her fingertips.
At this moment, she felt as if all her bones had been pulled out, and she could only lie limply on the messy bed.
"Susu." Xie Yunqing leaned over and lovingly kissed away the tears from the corners of her eyes. His voice was filled with the laziness of satisfaction: "Tell me, do you like shells? Or do you like me?"
"Or maybe... you like us?"
This question was extremely vicious, making Shen Wenji's remaining rationality ashamed and angry, but she was unable to think deeply and could only follow the most real reaction of her body.
She buried her hot cheeks in his neck, shook her head slightly, and made a faint sound through her nose as a response.
This response pleased Xie Yunqing. He chuckled, lifted her cheek and kissed her deeply.
After the kiss ended, he restrained himself from continuing, but pulled the quilt over and covered Shen Wenji.
"Go to sleep." He kissed the top of her head. "I can't stay with you. I have to go prepare for the marriage proposal."
Leaving his warm embrace, Shen Wenji shrank back. She thought vaguely: After all this trouble, he finally remembered to propose marriage. She didn't know who was the one who was so anxious at the beginning...
Forget it, it’s her fault too. She shouldn’t have kissed Xie Yunqing and stopped him just because she felt sorry for him. Now the retribution is on her.
She never wants to see that love-haunted girl again in her life.
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Shen Wenji slept very deeply and it was already evening when he woke up.
Her whole body felt slightly sore, but it was much better than the feeling of being torn apart yesterday.
When she propped herself up and sat up, she found that she was the only one in the bedroom and Xie Yunqing was not beside her.
The air still lingers with the unique sweet scent of the love beet, mixed with the fragrance of the albizzia flowers, which is lingering and charming.
Shen Wenji's cheeks were slightly hot, and his eyes swept across the low table beside the bed. The jade box containing the love shell was placed under multiple restrictions by Xie Yunqing.
I think he was afraid that she would be angry when she woke up and would vent her anger on the love shell.
She snorted coldly and looked away. Since Xie Yunqing had put so much thought into it, she would let him off this time.
Shen Wenji listened attentively and could vaguely sense the subtle fluctuations of spiritual power coming from the front yard and heard the sound of boxes moving.
As expected, Xie Yunqing was still counting his betrothal gifts.
A thought suddenly popped into my mind.
After being tormented by him like that yesterday, I couldn't help but feel embarrassed when I saw him now.
While Xie Yunqing is currently too busy to handle everything, why not...she go back to the Hehuan Sect first?
It’s not that she wanted to run away, but she was really bored staying here.
Moreover, she also needed to go back and talk to her mother first, so that Xie Yunqing wouldn't suddenly come to her house tomorrow and scare the old lady.
Having found all the reasons, Shen Wenji no longer hesitated.
She endured the discomfort, quickly stood up, straightened her clothes, and looked in the bronze mirror to confirm that there was nothing unusual about herself except for the laziness and fatigue between her eyebrows.
Only then did she feel relieved. She silently cast a spell, and her figure turned into a stream of light, flying straight towards the direction of the Hehuan Sect without leaving a single word to Xie Yunqing.
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In the front yard, Xie Yunqing meticulously checked the gift list and directed several puppet attendants to slightly adjust the positions of several boxes and cages.
Normally, such small matters should be left to the servants, but he just couldn't let them go, and only by doing it himself could he feel at ease.
Xie Yunqing looked focused, even with a rare seriousness in his expression. It was just the simplest inventory task, but in his eyes it was more difficult than all the important things in the first half of his life.
Halfway through counting, he suddenly felt something in his heart, paused, and looked towards the direction of the bedroom in the mansion.
Ever since the last battle between immortals and demons, because he caused Shen Wenji to be seriously injured accidentally, he began to take good care of her and would never allow something like this to happen again.
Even in this small courtyard only a few meters away, as long as he was not next to Shen Wenji, he would quietly place a trace of spiritual consciousness beside her.
This spiritual consciousness does not have the function of monitoring or observing. Its main function is: if Shen Wenji is within a hundred miles of him, he can accurately locate her position, and if she is in danger, this spiritual consciousness will transform into a clone to block the attack for her.
This function is similar to that of the bone ring I gave her, but the bone ring was severely damaged last time and has not been repaired yet.
Before the bone ring was put back on her hand, he had to keep a trace of his spiritual consciousness by her side at all times.
At this moment, he could not sense the spiritual consciousness that was separated.
Inside the bedroom, the spiritual energy belonging to Shen Wenji was rapidly fading away and dissipating.
Xie Yunqing was stunned for a moment, and a trace of barely perceptible loneliness flashed in his eyes.
But soon, he shook his head helplessly, a doting arc appeared on the corner of his lips, and he whispered to himself: "You run so fast, are you shy?"
How could he not know her little thoughts? Well, let her go back first.
Anyway, tomorrow, he will go to the Hehuan Sect with dignity and ask for her hand in marriage in a legitimate way.
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The next day, before the hour of Si, there was already quite a commotion in front of the Hehuan Sect's mountain gate.
I saw a huge team winding up the mountain path.
At the front of the team was Xie Yunqing, dressed in a moon-white brocade robe and extremely handsome. He looked calm, but his tightly pursed lips and slightly clenched fists revealed his inner nervousness.
Behind him was an endless procession of betrothal gifts, decorated with red and colorful ribbons.
Those boxes and cages made of spiritual sandalwood, warm jade, and black iron were shining with astonishing precious light, and the rich spiritual energy condensed into substance, attracting the attention and discussion of the monks along the way.
"Oh my god! Whose betrothal is that? Such a grand ceremony."
"Looking at the direction, it's heading to the Hehuan Sect. Which fairy in the Hehuan Sect is going to get married?"
"The one leading the charge is Xianjun Xie of the Tianxuan Sect. Wasn't there a rumor a few days ago that he would take over the Demon Realm? Why is he here to propose marriage now?"
"Well, that was a while ago. The current Demon Lord is Saint Su Tengyue. Xie Xianjun disdains to associate with the Demon Realm. A long time ago, people saw him appearing frequently in the Hehuan Sect. Now it seems that good things are about to happen."
"The Hehuan Sect has always been free and easy. Although there are cases of couples forming, this kind of formal ceremony with three letters and six ceremonies, and a formal marriage, is the first time I've seen it."
"It seems that Xie Xianjun is serious about this."
…
When the team reached the main gate of Hehuan Sect, a disciple had already informed them to go in.
Xie Yunqing handed over a visiting card, stating that he wanted to see the former sect leader and the elders, and came to marry the current sect leader, Shen Wenji.
The news spread throughout the Hehuan Sect as if it had wings.
"Have you heard? Xie Xianjun has come to propose marriage to the Sect Master!"
"They brought a full 128 loads of betrothal gifts, filling up the square in front of the mountain gate!"
"When did our He Huan Sect have such a rule? Isn't it true that if you're in love, you stay together, and when your relationship is over, you go your separate ways?"
"The Sect Master is the Sect Master after all, and their status is different. And Xie Xianjun is so serious, it can be seen that he is sincere to the Sect Master."
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Shen Wenji was in the Sect Master's Hall, so he naturally heard the announcement.
She was delighted and was about to go to greet him in person, but was stopped by Elder Zhang who came after hearing the news.
"Wait a minute, Sect Master." Elder Zhang smiled, holding a thick stack of files in his hands. "These sect matters are quite urgent and require your immediate decision. The matter of marriage proposal will be reviewed by the former Sect Master and us elders. We will definitely not let you down."
Shen Wenji frowned, knowing that this was a deliberate test from the elders, and wanted to meet Xie Yunqing alone first.
Although she was worried that Xie Yunqing could not handle it, she could not leave forcibly. She had to control her temper and deal with official business absent-mindedly, but her ears were always perked up, paying attention to the movements in the direction of the side hall.
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The atmosphere in the side hall where the Hehuan Sect held meetings was quite subtle.
Sitting at the top was the former sect leader Shen Qingli, who was graceful and elegant, with some resemblance to Shen Wenji in her features, but more dignified and majestic.
Several elders of the Hehuan Sect sat on both sides. Some looked curious, some looked serious, and some, like Elder Zhang, had a smile on their faces whose depth could not be seen.
Xie Yunqing stood in the hall. He first bowed to Shen Qingli and the elders according to etiquette, and then signaled the servants to present the prepared gifts one by one.
What was given to Shen Qingli was a luxurious golden hairpin that could nourish her spirit, and what was given to the elders were all rare wines, uncommon jades and mysterious elixirs that suited their tastes. It was obvious that they had put in a lot of effort to find out.
Shen Qingli played with the golden hairpin without making any comment.
A solemn-looking Elder Li spoke first, his tone scrutinizing, "Thank you, Immortal Lord. Our Hehuan Sect has always been unconstrained by worldly etiquette, and our disciples act according to their own whims. What is your intention in making such a big scene this time?"
Xie Yunqing replied respectfully, "Elder, it is precisely because Wen Ji is the leader of the Hehuan Sect and holds a distinguished position that Yunqing dares not neglect him. While the secular etiquette may be complex, the solemn promises contained therein are ones that Yunqing is willing to abide by as a token of his sincerity to Wen Ji."
"What I seek is not a fleeting romance, but a lifelong, legitimate marriage with her."
Another smiling Elder Zhang interjected, "Xie Xianjun is young and promising, and Zuihualou is even more famous. I heard there are many beauties in the building. Xianjun has done so much for Wen Ji now, can you guarantee that he will be devoted to her alone in the future?"
The question was straightforward, even a little sharp.
Xie Yunqing's expression remained unchanged. He met the elders' gazes with an open gaze and said calmly, "Zuihualou is a joint venture with a friend. The people in the building are not under my jurisdiction. If we want to explain our relationship in detail, they are just subordinates."
"In my heart, past, present, and future, there is only room for Chen Wenji. Heaven and earth can bear witness to this. If I violate it, I will accept the punishment of heaven and my soul will be destroyed."
The sincerity in his words moved the elders present.
Shen Qingli finally put down the golden hairpin, looked up at him, and said calmly, "Wen Ji is my only daughter and the leader of the Hehuan Sect. Her Taoist partner needs to be able to stand by her side and protect her, rather than being a burden to her."
Her eyes were more scrutinizing. "During the battle between immortals and demons, you protected her and she got hurt. If there's another similar incident in the future, what will you do?"
Xie Yunqing's heart tightened, knowing that this was the most critical issue.
He took a deep breath and said calmly, "Senior, you are absolutely right. I deeply regret my past mistakes, and I also deeply understand that the responsibility of protecting is as heavy as a mountain."
"From now on, I will diligently cultivate and improve my skills. The sword in my hand will only protect her peace. The power of Zuihualou can be used by her. When the storm comes, I wish to be her most solid barrier, not a weak spot that requires her to distract her attention."
"If her life is ever in danger, Xie Yunqing is willing to use his body as a shield to keep her safe."
"What happened in the past will never happen again."
His attitude was very good from beginning to end, and his answers were neither humble nor arrogant.
There was silence in the hall for a moment.
Several elders exchanged glances with each other, and saw satisfaction in each other's eyes.
Shen Qingli's serious face finally showed some relaxation.
At this moment, Shen Wenji finally finished processing the files and hurried to the door of the side hall.
Just as she was about to go in, she happened to hear Xie Yunqing's last few powerful words.
"Xie Yunqing swears here with his soul that he will love only Shen Wenji in this life, and will never leave her, no matter what happens. He will give his all to make her smile forever, without any worries."
Xie Yunqing sensed the presence of Shen Wenji outside the door. He curled his lips slightly and added, "Understand her feelings and respect her ambitions. Let's spend the years together and watch the long flow of water. Even if the road ahead is turbulent, we will walk side by side and live this life to the fullest."
Shen Wenji's footsteps paused instantly and stopped outside the palace gate.
Wait, why do these last few words sound so familiar? It's like she's said them before.
She remembered that this was the wish she made at the center of Xianyuan Bridge.
Xie Yunqing actually heard it at that time? And even wrote it down?
A hot current suddenly surged into her heart, and shyness and sweetness intertwined, blurring her vision.
She believed that her Xie Yunqing could definitely do it.
Inside the hall, Xie Yunqing had just finished his oath when he turned around and looked outside the hall, just in time to meet Shen Wenji's eyes which were filled with tears but also full of smiles.
When eyes meet, thousands of words are expressed without words.
Shen Qingli saw her daughter's expression, and the last bit of worry in her heart disappeared.
She exchanged glances with several elders and smiled at each other.
"In that case." Shen Qingli's voice was filled with relief. "We accept this marriage."
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