Rong Shu watched the woman rushing towards her, and her gloomy mood eased a little. She lowered her eyes to look at the hot porridge in the woman's hand: "What's this?"
Jiang Fei pursed her lips and smiled, "I made this porridge. You're always prone to feeling cold, so drink it while it's hot."
Rong Shu took the porridge from her and looked at her hand holding it, saying, "Look at you, your hands are all red from the heat." Then, she naturally took her hand in her palm.
Jiang Fei's cheeks flushed slightly, her eyelashes trembled, and she lowered her head slightly.
Rong Shu glanced at her absentmindedly, then looked up at Yun Jue not far away: "I'm sorry, I've made Immortal Venerable Yun Jue laugh."
His words made it clear that Yun Jue was an outsider.
Yun Jue looked at the two of them holding hands naturally, his gaze deep and his Adam's apple bobbing, but he remained silent.
He didn't know what was wrong with him. His calm heart felt like it was being weighed down by a huge rock. He didn't like seeing the two of them holding hands, and even... it felt like there was another person inside him roaring, wanting to rush out and separate the two of them.
Jiang Fei seemed to realize that Yun Jue hadn't left yet. She shyly pulled her hand away from Rong Shu's, and her cheeks turned even redder: "Rong Shu, I almost dropped the porridge just now. It was Immortal Venerable Yun Jue who helped me up and even took the porridge from me."
At this point, she nodded and smiled at Yun Jue: "Otherwise, I don't know how badly my hands would have been burned."
Rong Shu glanced at Yun Jue, then followed his gaze to her clasped hands with Jiang Fei, and smiled faintly: "Is that so? Then we should indeed thank Immortal Venerable Yun Jue properly."
"No need," Yun Jue said coldly, but his voice turned hoarse when he looked at Jiang Fei, "What I just said, Miss Jiang, please consider carefully..."
“Immortal Venerable Yun Jue,” Rong Shu interrupted him, “I will not pursue the matter of you trespassing into my Thousand Gold Pavilion tonight. I also ask you to stop here.”
The last four characters were pronounced one at a time.
Yun Jue's expression froze, and he turned to look at Jiang Fei.
Rong Shu frowned in displeasure, but quickly smiled and said, "Yes, Fei Fei should choose for herself whether to stay or leave."
Jiang Fei met their gazes, hesitated for a while, and then reached out to break free from Rong Shu's hand.
Rong Shu's body tensed, and her heart suddenly ached. She increased the pressure on her hand, but quickly realized what she had done, sneered, and let go of her hand following her force.
Jiang Fei smiled at Rong Shu and walked towards Yun Jue.
Yun Jue stared intently at her. His once tranquil heart was like a stone thrown into a lake, creating ripples that gradually spread and surged into his consciousness.
A subtle yet easily detectable secret joy.
But before this secret joy could fully take hold, it was completely frozen by Jiang Fei's next words.
Jiang Fei looked at him, still smiling lightly, her eyebrows slightly curved, polite yet aloof: "Thank you for your help earlier, Immortal Venerable Yun Jue. I had some connection with the incarnation of Immortal Venerable Yun Jue during his tribulation, but Immortal Venerable Yun Jue also said that it was Xiao Wunian, not the Immortal Venerable. I have made that clear."
"As for gratitude, Immortal Venerable Yun Jue need not feel any burden. It was nothing more than a small favor in the mortal realm, and there is no gratitude involved. Now that I have let go, I hope Immortal Venerable Yun Jue can let go as well."
After saying that, she turned around and returned to Rong Shu's side, placing her hand in his palm again and smiling brightly at him: "The porridge will get cold if you don't drink it soon."
Rong Shu stared at her blankly, her gaze deep and unfathomable.
He was her choice.
The next moment, Rong Shu took Jiang Fei's hand, turned around, and went back into the palace. The palace door slammed shut with a "bang," leaving Yun Jue standing there alone.
Inside the palace.
Rong Shu sat in the chair, still holding a bowl of hot porridge in one hand, tapping the jade porcelain bowl with her index finger, while still holding Jiang Fei's hand in the other, her expression blank.
Rong Shu only came to his senses after Jiang Fei pulled her hand out of his palm, raising an eyebrow at her.
Jiang Fei pursed her lips tightly: "If you don't drink the porridge now, it will really get cold."
Upon hearing this, Rong Shu looked at the porridge in the bowl that had cooled down. In the next instant, a faint blue spell appeared between his fingers, and the porridge became warm again. He tilted his head back to drink it.
"Hey!" Jiang Fei quickly stopped him. "Don't you know it's hot?"
As she spoke, she glared at him, took the porridge, picked up the spoon, blew on it to cool it down, scooped up a spoonful, and brought it to his lips.
Rong Shu was taken aback.
"Drink it!" Jiang Fei urged.
Rong Shu paused slightly, then opened her mouth slightly and drank the porridge spoonful by spoonful from her hand.
My stomach and spleen felt cold, but I suddenly felt a burning sensation, accompanied by the pounding of my heart.
Rong Shu squinted at the woman standing close to her.
Jiang Fei breathed a sigh of relief after finishing the bowl of porridge and stood up: "Since you've finished it..."
Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly felt a tightness on her wrist.
Rong Shu pulled her closer to him, her high ponytail falling to her left cheek, her blue robe fluttering around her and enveloping her in his arms.
The two were only inches apart, seemingly able to feel each other's breath.
"Rong Shu?" Jiang Fei's voice trembled slightly, her eyelashes twitching uneasily.
Rong Shu gazed at her intently, his icy hands touching her warm body, and his heart trembled. After a long while, he raised an eyebrow and smiled faintly: "I thought Fei Fei would go with him."
Jiang Fei blinked in confusion, then realized what he meant and gently touched his cheek.
Rong Shu was taken aback.
Jiang Fei laughed, her eyebrows curving into crescents, but she couldn't hide the starlight in her eyes: "You still say you're not jealous."
Rong Shu's heart tightened, and she stood up to let go of her, her movements flustered.
Jiang Fei suddenly tiptoed and planted a kiss on his lips, then reached out and hugged him. "I'm so happy, Rong Shu. Even if it's just..." She didn't finish her sentence, but continued, "I'm still so happy."
As she spoke, she took his hand and warmed his cold limbs with her body heat.
Rong Shu's body froze completely.
Jiang Fei's hand moved past his outer garment and landed on his limbs outside his inner garment, as if carrying fire, and she held his hand even tighter.
Rong Shu's Adam's apple bobbed. She clearly hadn't moved at all, but he felt something burning in his heart, an uncontrollable heat.
The intense heat even caused a few drops of sweat to appear on his forehead.
After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Fei suddenly asked, "Can you feel anything?"
Rong Shu was confused and subconsciously said, "No."
Jiang Fei lowered her eyes in disappointment, paused for a long time, and murmured softly, "One day, you will feel it."
"Believe me."
Rong Shu's favorability rating: 70.
Jiang Fei curled her lips into a smile.
Outside the palace.
Yun Jue remained standing in the same spot, listening to the sounds inside the hall, his expression tense, his fingertips cold and trembling slightly.
The ambiguous and intimate voices made it easy to guess what was happening, even if you couldn't see them.
Once, when she leaned against Yun Wunian's legs, wrapped her arms around the back of his neck, and gently kissed him, it was with this soft, husky voice that was so alluring.
But now, she is being affectionate with other people.
Yun Jue didn't know how long he had been standing there. Jiang Fei's hand hadn't come out, but his hands gradually clenched into fists, and immortal energy surged, causing the surrounding branches and leaves to tremble.
The Tao that was originally unfathomable and the heart that could not be cultivated were now being squeezed and became even more depressed.
Jiang Fei was right. He was not Yun Wunian from the human realm; he was Yun Jue. She didn't need him to repay her debt of gratitude, so the two of them should have no further relationship from now on.
But why... looking at the tightly closed palace doors, did he want to destroy everything here, especially the palace in front of him?
Yun Jue suddenly coughed. She wanted him to let go, but how could she let go so quickly?
He stood there for an unknown amount of time until the sky began to lighten. Golden light gradually emanated from his palms, but in the center of the golden light, there was a faint crimson tinge. His gaze was fixed on the palace.
The next moment, a crow cawed in the distance, and Yun Jue suddenly came to his senses. He looked at his palm, his throat tightened, and his eyes were filled with astonishment. The next moment, he waved his sleeve and disappeared from the spot.
...
The next day.
When Rong Shu woke up, he saw Jiang Fei still nestled in his arms.
At Jiang Fei's command, the bronze basin inside the palace was lit again, making the palace as hot as summer. Her cheeks were flushed with the heat, and a few beads of sweat appeared on the tip of her nose.
It seemed really hot, and she snuggled against his consistently cool embrace.
Rong Shu suddenly came to her senses, hurriedly stepped back, got off the bed, and walked out of the hall.
The guard stood at the door: "Master, when I woke up this morning, the snow lotus was gone."
Rong Shu glanced at the spot where Yun Jue had stood yesterday, raised her eyebrows slightly, and calmed down: "Hmm."
The guards did not leave.
Rong Shu glanced at him: "What?"
The guard said, "Someone outside has offered a million spirit stones to buy a spirit body. Lord, would you like to see the guest?"
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