The streets of the human world are bustling with a touch of everyday life.
The tall, burly man was still whipping the little beggar who was curled up on the ground.
Passersby glanced at it briefly before looking away.
The little beggar didn't utter a word from beginning to end, only clutching the oil paper package tightly in his arms. His tattered clothes were covered with bloody marks, mixed with dirt, and the oozing blood was stained blackish-red.
"How dare you steal my roast chicken without paying? You think you, a beggar, can afford that?" The big man's anger intensified when he saw that the little beggar wouldn't admit his mistake or let go. He raised his whip high, ready to lash him down again.
"Wait a minute." A woman's gentle voice sounded from behind.
Many people looked toward the carriage following the sound. The burly man turned his head impatiently, but they were all stunned when they saw the woman slowly walking down from the carriage.
The woman wore a white dress as white as smoke, her long hair was tied up with a single silver hairpin, and her eyebrows and eyes were charming, as if they were shining in the sunlight.
"Is there something you need, young lady?" The burly man's tone softened slightly when he saw the newcomer.
Jiang Fei glanced at the little beggar on the ground. The boy was still clutching the oil paper package tightly with a deathly expression, not even looking at her.
"I wonder what this child took from you? I'll pay for it for him."
The burly man was taken aback. He looked her up and down and held up one finger: "One tael of silver."
Although he knew there was some exaggeration in his words, Jiang Fei was too lazy to argue and took out some silver from his money bag and handed it to the big man.
The burly man's expression softened. He put away his whip, stared at the little beggar, and said, "You're lucky this time; you've met a benefactor." He then muttered something and left.
Jiang Fei walked slowly to the boy, bent down slightly, and reached out to help him up: "Child..."
Before he could finish speaking, the boy shrank back to avoid her hand, stood up on his own, glanced at her, and like a skinny dog, quickly turned and darted into the crowd.
Jiang Fei raised an eyebrow.
The once lofty immortal of Wunian Mountain has become the most lowly beggar in the human realm, and is now so rude.
That's really interesting.
"Young lady, shall we continue on our way?" the coachman asked as he approached.
Jiang Fei glanced at the corner where the boy had disappeared, and after a long while nodded: "Catch up with that beggar."
The driver was taken aback, but since he was just doing his job for money, he didn't say anything more.
On the other side.
The emaciated, tattered boy wandered through the narrow alleys, eventually turning into a dilapidated temple with no doors or windows.
The dilapidated temple was filled with cobwebs and withered grass, and dust swirled everywhere in the light.
The boy walked straight into the innermost part of the dilapidated temple, where there was a worn-out straw mat gnawed by rats. Lying on the mat was a little girl dressed in tattered but still relatively neat clothes, her face pale.
Upon seeing the boy, a flicker of light appeared in the girl's eyes: "Brother Wunian..."
Yun Wunian looked at the girl and took out the oil paper package from his arms.
"It's my favorite roast chicken!" The girl's voice was filled with joy, but the next moment her eyes were full of worry. "Brother Wunian, how do you have money to buy roast chicken?"
Yun Wunian's eyes darkened slightly, and he forced a smile. He tore off a chicken leg, shredded it into strips, and fed them to the girl.
The girl glanced at Yun Wunian, then at the sizzling roast chicken, and finally swallowed hard before eating the chicken from his hand.
Yun Wunian looked at her, a hint of tenderness gradually appearing in his calm eyes.
For some reason, the girl in front of him felt strangely familiar, so familiar that... he wanted to be kind to her.
A horse-drawn carriage slowly came to a stop outside the dilapidated temple.
Jiang Fei sat in the carriage, opened the window, and looked at the young man and woman inside through the empty window of the dilapidated temple. He couldn't help but sigh softly, "How beautiful."
However, as she fixed her gaze on the girl, the more she looked, the more familiar the girl's face seemed, just like... Tang Feiyan.
"System, I want to know the little beggar's storyline."
As soon as the words were spoken, the plot unfolded.
The incarnation of Yun Jue, who descended the mountain to undergo tribulation, was born after the death of both his parents, and all he had was a silk handkerchief with the character "Yun" written on it.
He was rescued by a passing Taoist priest and given the name Wunian.
Later, the Taoist priest encountered bandits who robbed and killed dozens of people, including the Taoist priest. Yun Wunian crawled out of the corpses and blood and was alone again. Because of the red cloud-shaped birthmark on his face, he was considered unlucky by those around him and believed to bring misfortune to those close to him. Therefore, he could only stay in a dilapidated temple.
The girl's name was Lin Ningyan. She was kidnapped by human traffickers when she was young. She fainted in the woods due to her weak body and was rescued by Yun Wunian.
When Yun Wunian first saw Lin Ningyan, he felt an overwhelming sense of familiarity, as if they had met in a past life, and therefore treated her with great care.
However, Yun Wunian later learned that Lin Ningyan was actually the daughter of the governor of Jiangnan, and that the governor had taken Lin Ningyan back with him.
After Lin Ningyan left, Yun Wunian was distraught and bullied by other beggars. It was at this time that the original owner of the body met Yun Wunian and rescued him.
Yun Wunian always remembered the girl who called him "Brother Wunian" and asked him to call her "Yan'er".
This is why, despite the original owner's kindness to Yun Wunian, Yun Wunian was never able to truly accept or fall in love with the original owner.
His heart had long been occupied by Lin Ningyan, or rather Tang Feiyan. Even after coming to the human realm to undergo tribulation, he was still attracted to Lin Ningyan, who bore a resemblance to Tang Feiyan.
Ke Yun Wu Nian is not an ungrateful person.
When the original owner took in Yun Wunian, she was in her early twenties. Although her spiritual root had been destroyed, she was still a spirit and would not age. However, in the eyes of the world, the original owner was still Yun Wunian's sister or even an elder.
However, when the original owner fell in love with Yun Wunian due to the effect of the Love-Locking Curse and expressed her feelings, Yun Wunian still chose to ignore worldly opinions and marry the original owner in order to repay her kindness.
However, the wedding banquet was eventually interrupted by Tang Feiyan, who had found Yun Jue's whereabouts.
Tang Feiyan used her own life to force Yun Wunian to recall his past and present lives, and even inadvertently helped Yun Jue overcome his immortal tribulation and ascend to immortality.
Yun Jue finally understood that even if he forgot everything, he would still be attracted to a woman who looked just like Yan'er.
Only when the original owner was repeatedly abandoned and hurt, and completely disheartened, did she willingly become a lifeless "medicine" in Rong Shu's hands.
The story ends here.
Jiang Fei looked at the girl in the dilapidated temple.
Smoke, swallows.
Throughout his tribulations, he longed for the person he loved, and was drawn to a girl who resembled his beloved.
That's really amazing.
As she was thinking, a group of tall, thin beggars suddenly ran out of the dilapidated temple. The beggars glanced at the carriage strangely, thinking that it must just be a wealthy family passing by, and then rushed into the dilapidated temple in a swarm.
What are you carrying?
"Little mute, where did you get this roast chicken? Didn't you used to look down on us for sneaking around? Didn't you steal it yourself?"
"You little bastard, bring me the roast chicken, or I'll beat you up!"
"..."
A group of people surrounded the young men and women in the dilapidated temple and tried to snatch the roast chicken.
Yun Wunian placed the roast chicken into the girl's arms, pursed his lips, and silently stood in front of her.
Seeing this, the group of beggars mocked and swarmed forward, intending to surround and beat the boy.
"It's so lively!"
Jiang Fei leaned against the dilapidated temple door frame, smiling as she looked at the people inside.
The group of beggars stopped and turned to look at Jiang Fei in confusion. When they saw her clothes, they were stunned. The young lady in front of them was either rich or noble and was not someone they could afford to offend.
But I'm not willing to leave like this.
The leader of the beggars looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old. Seeing that Jiang Fei was all alone, he pretended to be calm and said, "Mind your own business."
“That won’t do.” Jiang Fei smiled gently, walked up to the beggar, then frowned in disgust, grabbed his wrist, applied a little force, and then slowly let go.
The sound of a dislocated shoulder.
The beggar's expression changed, and he clutched his wrist, glancing at Jiang Fei in alarm before quickly running towards the door.
Seeing this, the others hurriedly followed and fled.
Jiang Fei took out a handkerchief to wipe her hands, then looked at Yun Wunian, and narrowed her eyes slightly.
Although her cheeks were covered in dirt, Yun Wunian's face was still quite delicate, with a touch of childishness. Her eyes were dark yet had a hint of deep blue, like a spring of heaven, and the birthmark on her cheek was as red as a ball of fire.
At such a young age, she already possesses stunning beauty.
Yun Wunian was also watching her, his eyes still showing some wariness, as he stood in front of Lin Ningyan.
Jiang Fei handed him the handkerchief: "Want to wipe yourself?"
Yun Wunian glanced at the handkerchief, but neither took it nor said anything.
Jiang Fei took back the handkerchief and asked again, "Are you mute? I didn't hear the system mention that."
Yun Wunian frowned, but remained silent.
Lin Ningyan, standing behind him, spoke up: "Brother Wunian isn't mute, he just doesn't like to talk..."
Jiang Fei understood and glanced at the girl on the ground: "Is she sick?"
Lin Ningyan's eyes reddened, and she turned her head away, whispering, "I don't need your help..."
Jiang Fei smiled, looked at Yun Wunian again, and then glanced at the doorway: "Shall we talk?"
After saying that, he turned and walked away.
Yun Wunian remained quiet for a while before finally following along.
He felt that the woman's eyes were full of mockery when she looked at him just now.
Jiang Fei was standing in front when he heard footsteps. He turned around and said bluntly, "There are some things that are inconvenient to say inside, but I will say them now."
"I paid for your roast chicken earlier, and just now I chased away those beggars for you. Shouldn't you repay me?"
Yun Wunian stood there, her small body only reaching Jiang Fei's elbow. Upon hearing this, she simply looked up at the woman in front of her and nodded slightly.
Jiang Fei leaned close to his face and said, word by word, "I want you to be my childhood sweetheart."
Yun Wunian's young face showed surprise and unease, followed by an emotion that was almost shame and anger, before finally calming down and shaking his head firmly.
"You don't want to?" Jiang Fei smiled.
Yun Wunian's eyes gleamed with a dark light.
What if I said you should be willing?
Yun Wunian pursed his lips, shook his head again, and turned back to the dilapidated temple.
Looking at his thin but upright back, Jiang Fei's favorability rating dropped to -10.
No wonder this person was the number one immortal in this world. Even as the most humble beggar, he still retained some of the air of a superior being. He lost his memory during his tribulation, but still retained the instincts of an immortal.
They do have some skills.
but……
Jiang Fei smiled, "Having such a handsome young man by my side is a pleasure to look at, isn't it?"
Now, to keep him by my side, all I need to do is... send away what he likes.
Jiang Fei bought a house at the foot of a nearby mountain. The house wasn't big, with only two bedrooms and a woodshed, but it had everything one needed, making it very convenient. More importantly, the area around the house was very quiet.
She likes peace and quiet.
The day after buying the house, Jiang Fei sent a letter to the governor's office in Jiangnan, saying that his daughter, whom he had lost five years ago, was now in a dilapidated temple in the east of Liuan City.
On the fifth day, a grand procession of seven or eight carriages arrived at the dilapidated temple. A middle-aged man dressed in silk robes and sporting a beard alighted from one of the carriages and headed straight for the temple.
When he saw the butterfly-shaped birthmark on the back of Lin Ningyan's neck, he was so moved that tears streamed down his face.
Dozens of women alighted from the carriage, carrying exquisite young women's clothes and jewelry, and respectfully greeted Lin Ningyan, saying, "Greetings, Miss."
Lin Ningyan looked at the crowd that appeared before her, her eyes filled with confusion, and she shrank back timidly.
The women stepped forward to clean her body and face, comb her hair, change her clothes, and take good care of her.
When Yun Wunian returned to the vicinity of the dilapidated temple, he saw the scene of these people bustling about. He looked at the sickly girl with a sallow complexion who had transformed into a charming and lovely young lady in the blink of an eye. Her features were becoming more and more familiar, as if... he had known her in his previous life.
Yet, a pang of sadness welled up inside me.
It turns out that Yan'er is the daughter of the prefect.
Those people were there to take her back to her residence.
He remained the most lowly beggar, unable to rise above his circumstances.
When Magistrate Lin asked Lin Ningyan where her benefactor was, Yun Wunian hid in a corner.
Her small body was curled up in the corner, and the bloodstains under her tattered clothes were a result of her low self-esteem.
Lin Ningyan stood at the entrance of the dilapidated temple, her eyes full of anticipation, longing for her Wunian brother to see her like this.
But as the sun set, that figure, though small, seemed incredibly tall to her.
Lin Ningyan finally boarded the departing carriage.
Yun Wunian emerged from the corner, his dirty, childlike face silently watching the carriage recede into the distance.
Suddenly, the carriage curtain was lifted, and Lin Ningyan's delicate features appeared at the window: "Brother Wunian, don't forget Yan'er, wait for me!"
Yun Wunian quickly looked up at the small figure leaning out of the sedan window, and felt a slight headache.
Smoke?
Or... Yan'er?
"What a pity, childhood sweethearts have to be separated." A woman's half-serious, half-joking sigh suddenly came from behind.
Yun Wunian looked up and saw the woman in white from a few days ago.
She was so handsome, yet shameless, immediately asking him to be her childhood sweetheart.
“The daughter of a prefect is worlds apart from a beggar who wanders the streets,” Jiang Fei glanced at Yun Wunian, “How can you be worthy of that young girl?”
Yun Wunian's face slightly furrowed.
Jiang Fei laughed: "Even if we meet again in the future, you'll just be a little beggar who has become a big beggar, while she will already be a lady from a prestigious family. How could she possibly look up to you?"
Yun Wunian's eyes darkened.
"I can help you, whether you want to pass the imperial examinations or find another way..." Jiang Fei smiled gently, then hesitated.
Yun Wunian understood her meaning, but without even thinking about it, he turned around and walked into the dilapidated temple.
“I haven’t finished speaking yet,” Jiang Fei grabbed the back of his neck, easily pulling his small body back. “He’s just a temporary child husband, I’m not asking you to sign a contract of servitude.”
Yun Wunian struggled, trying to break free from her grip on the back of his neck, but failed repeatedly. In the end, his face flushed red as he glared at her, looking more childlike than when he was expressionless.
Jiang Fei added, "If you become more capable and powerful than me in the future, you can certainly get rid of the title of 'child groom'."
Yun Wunian paused in his struggle, his eyes showing some hesitation.
"Well, little beggar," Jiang Fei released his hand and couldn't help but pinch his chubby cheeks, "your little sweetheart is waiting for you."
The flush on Yun Wunian's face gradually faded.
He didn't want to be a lowly beggar forever; he wanted to rise above others, to stand on high, and wait for the girl named "Yan'er".
Seeing his silence, Jiang Fei didn't say anything more, but smiled with narrowed eyes, straightened up and walked towards the direction of the mansion.
A short while later, footsteps were heard behind them.
The short, thin beggar followed closely behind the woman, the setting sun casting their shadows long...
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