Is the master of mischief a snake or a demon?
Yan Huanyue barely managed to apply the power of mutual generation and mutual cancellation of the five spiritual roots to the Heavenly Stele Secret Realm trial. After all, it was only the beginning, and she was not very adept at it, so she inevitably suffered some minor injuries.
The ranking of Tianbei didn't improve by much compared to last time.
But she knew in her heart that the inner disciples of each peak were often away from home for many years, so their rankings did not change much. Even if she entered the inner sect and rose higher, her ranking on the Heavenly Stele could not be considered her true level in the sect.
As she stepped out of the Heavenly Stele grounds through the morning mist, a fluffy little golden raccoon pushed aside a clump of leaves with its head and emerged from among the branches.
Just as he was about to jump to another tree, he was suddenly enveloped by a spiritual force and fell into someone else's hands.
Pei Hanzhou pinched the back of the neck, picked up the golden cat in his hand, and examined it curiously.
The cat bristled, bared its teeth and growled at him, tucking its tail in and waving its four sharp claws at him.
He wasn't afraid of getting scratched, so he simply held the furry cat in his palm, looked down at it, and said without any anger or delight, "So it was you who was running around everywhere."
The cat was bound by his spiritual power and could not escape.
It then lay prone in his palm, lowering its body threateningly, breathing on him, its tail fur bristling like a squirrel, and growling at him.
It's just that it looks so small that one can't help but see the threat as cute.
Pei Hanzhou's expression was indifferent, revealing neither joy nor anger.
I simply raised my hand and gently stroked its fluffy, soft head. "I thought you'd be a little clown too... but you're more like a little tiger, so majestic and spirited."
As he spoke, he took out a few spirit stones from his sleeve and held them to its mouth.
The kitten's white whiskers twitched, and it looked at him warily, wondering if he would be angry that it had run around while it was confined to its quarters.
Pei Hanzhou said knowingly, "Now you're scared? Eat without worry, I'm your father, I won't harm you... You don't mean to try and find your birth mother by following her scent, do you?"
The cat almost laughed. How could anyone associate this with the person in Pear Blossom Valley?
Nowadays, apart from his father, no one cares about the one in Pear Blossom Valley.
Could it be that you really mistook it for a kitten?
A kitten's nature is almost a pure, undisguised instinct, more obsessive than its true self, more willing to express its likes and dislikes, and also more mean and selfish.
It was utterly disdainful of Pei Hanzhou's treatment of it as a kitten, and it knew without a doubt that it was the one from Pear Blossom Valley who had deliberately misled him.
The kitten thought about it and realized that letting its father continue to believe that way might not be a bad thing for it in the long run.
It's impossible for it to act like a kitten, trying to please its parents. It's too old to do that now, and it doesn't want to.
So it adopted what it considered a rather moderate approach.
It retracted its claws, stretched out its head, and carefully absorbed the spiritual energy from the spirit stone, neither revealing the truth nor acting childish.
People always add their own imagination.
Finally, it licked its paws, sat properly in Pei Hanzhou's palm, and looked at him calmly, its round eyes blinking.
It thinks it is profound, but in people's eyes it is very majestic.
Pei Hanzhou's heart was like ice beginning to thaw.
He didn't raise his son, and now that his son's spirit is still in its infancy, why can't he continue to raise him to make up for his debt?
However, as reason returned, he realized that prolonged spiritual flight was extremely detrimental to his health.
Ultimately, it was a case of a father wanting to care for his son but the son had already grown up; the unpredictability of life is truly beyond human control.
Pei Hanzhou sighed softly and fed it several more high-grade spirit stones.
Only then did he personally escort it back to the courtyard wall, instructing it: "Don't go looking for your birth mother. You don't know her well. She's currently practicing abstinence from grains and cultivating. Eating you would only be a matter of taking one bite. You're already injured. What if you run around and get caught by someone? If you run away again during your confinement period, you'll have to go into seclusion."
Based on Pei Hanzhou's past experience with Zhixu, although it couldn't understand at this moment, it would understand everything once its spirit returned to its original state.
As he spoke, he let go of it. Seeing how small it was, it suddenly jumped onto the courtyard wall and climbed over again. He couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
Yan Huanyue was pouring tea in the main room when she turned and called out towards the beaded curtain in the bedroom, "Pei Xuanzhi! Did you hear me!"
Pei Xuanzhi sat cross-legged on the couch, playing with a few copper coins, and glanced at the cat that had come in with its tail held high, looking smug.
Hearing Yan Huanyue's words, he hadn't yet realized the seriousness of the situation. He put the cat away and casually asked, "What?"
Yan Huanyue came in from the outer room, lifted the curtain, and said with a stern face, "I've asked you five or six times whether you want tea with your breakfast, and you're not asleep. You're just sitting there, why don't you answer?"
Pei Xuanzhi hurriedly put down her book, lifted her robe, and got out of bed. She glanced at the food box she had brought back on the table in the main hall.
He slid past her, laid out the food in the lunchbox, and said as he worked, "No need for tea."
Yan Huanyue's nameless anger ultimately failed to ignite.
While he was setting the table, she went over and gathered various tea leaves, poured them into the teapot, and lit a fire to brew tea. "What were you doing in the bedroom just now?"
Pei Xuanzhi said, "There were a few coins tucked in the book. I can't remember when I put them there, so I flipped through a few more books to see if there were any more coins inside."
Yan Huanyue's expression dimmed for a moment. "You're not usually so forgetful. Maybe you just forgot about it from before."
Pei Xuanzhi lifted his robe and sat down in the chair, tilting his head to look at her expression, and said in a soft tone, "Sister Huanyue, I have found everything, not a single one is missing."
He took the opportunity to carefully tell her the truth.
But anyone would assume he was referring to those few coins.
He knew it himself, but he just wanted to tell her the truth.
Yan Huanyue turned her head to the side and saw that his eyes were clear, and he was looking at her with a serious expression.
Like a little dog that gets upset over the smallest things.
She laughed at her own thoughts for a while, then poured him a cup of tea. "Really? Congratulations!"
Pei Xuanzhi took the tea and asked in confusion, "What are you laughing at?"
Yan Huanyue didn't say much, just gave a few perfunctory replies, and urged him to eat.
After the meal, the two played several games of chess in the shade of the locust tree in the courtyard.
When playing chess, if you don't want your opponent to see which move you were proud of or which move you regretted, most people will unconsciously remain calm and composed.
Reason requires suppressing instinctive emotions while also strategizing and planning, which is extremely energy-consuming.
As the game of chess came to an end, Yan Huanyue felt dizzy from the excessive mental and emotional exhaustion.
She placed her last piece and rubbed her temples.
Seeing that he looked calm, I couldn't help but sigh, "The so-called attacking the enemy while protecting myself, taking a draw when isolated, and remaining calm and composed... I'm so tired and uncomfortable... My chess skills are not good enough to give you a headache."
Pei Xuanzhi glanced at his own vast territory on the chessboard, then looked up at her earnestly and said, "Sometimes I also..."
It's just not on a chessboard.
In the past, every step he took was more deliberate and cautious than the placement of a piece.
From the very beginning, she could make him willingly marry her, change his original path, and easily seize his territory.
However, she was completely indifferent and did not value the territories he surrendered. She hardly bothered to govern them or conduct thorough inspections.
She was neither a benevolent ruler nor a tyrant; she was simply lazy in governing and had no time for it.
Those under her rule would not say anything against her; they would only desperately offer everything they had, hoping that one day she would genuinely show mercy and grace.
so......
"Sometimes, I also have a headache."
Yan Huanyue stood up and paced back and forth, walking behind him with her hands behind her back. She brushed the locust blossoms off his shoulder and smiled:
"I know my own skill level. We're just playing around behind closed doors. Why are you being so polite with me? You've been sitting here all morning. Get up and walk around."
Stepping out of the shade of the locust tree, one is greeted by the warm glow of spring.
Pei Xuanzhi followed beside her, and the two chatted about many things.
Grass is sprouting from the stone steps under the eaves; what kind of plants and vegetables should be planted in the yard; who has entered the Heavenly Stele; the words Yan Huanyue carved on the wall when she was a child; the speed at which the Xuanjiang people are said to convert alien species...
The story of the locust tree and its surrounding plants reveals a boundless and delightful interest. Life unfolds leisurely in moments of casual conversation and reflection.
In the end, Yan Huanyue was still unable to fully summarize what trivial things they had talked about.
What should have been a series of mundane, everyday events turned into a long, aimless chat that lasted for most of the day.
Furthermore, Yan Huanyue gradually changed her views on the people of Xuanjiang, apart from Lu Shenchu.
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The night was deep.
The sound of the Sanqing Bell gradually subsided, and Lu Shenchu jumped down from the eaves of the old house, landing next to the eerie, pale paper effigy in the courtyard.
"Little immortal! Help me break the formation. There are two alien species, Qian position, six corpse demons, two Xun, three Kun, and one Kan."
Wisps of white smoke slowly floated out from between the paper figure's eyebrows.
In the brightly lit darkness, the wisp of smoke was so thin that it was almost invisible.
The living people in the house were surrounded by red ropes tied with copper coins by Lu Shenchu. Regardless of whether they were masters or servants in the past, they all huddled together tightly in the flower hall.
The purple-robed Taoist priest said that the corpse demon was being manipulated to set up an array, and if any of them took a step out, they would die instantly.
The sound of the Sanqing Bell seemed to linger in people's minds, sharp and piercing, and fear spread silently in the silence.
The two young masters that the patriarch spent a fortune to acquire turned out to be the rumored freaks.
No wonder those two children had all sorts of abnormalities when they were young.
When they first returned, they were always hungry, and after being fed, they would be hungry again soon afterward. This caused the wet nurse to be injured many times, and now they have even summoned a corpse demon to steal them.
If it weren't for this young Taoist priest in purple robes intervening, his entire family, including their livestock, would probably have been devoured.
The crowd watched as the wisp of white smoke drifted around the two-courtyard house, and soon it floated on the small pond not far away and gradually sank into the water.
A sharp cry from a baby shattered the silence.
"Breaking through the hurdle".
Before Bai Yan finished speaking, Lu Shenchu rushed to a small pond in the courtyard and pulled a green-skinned, red-eyed corpse demon out of the pond.
The corpse demon had been temporarily rendered harmless by the white smoke. Lu Shenchu quickly raised his hand, and a copper coin was plunged into the corpse demon's brow.
The corpse demon convulsed on the ground, and pus and blood seeped out little by little from the crack opened by the copper coin.
It smelled awful.
Lu Shenchu quickly pulled out a red rope and tied it around the corpse demon's neck. He clapped his hands and said, "Close your eyes, brother. If I hadn't disfigured you, how big would the gash on your body have been if you had run into those people from the sect who were afraid of not eliminating the root of the problem?"
The red rope was only loosely tied, but the corpse demon seemed to be strangled, sticking out its stiff, white tongue and struggling painfully.
A malevolent aura lingered within the corpse demon's body, and soon it was all absorbed into the copper coin.
With the help of the white smoke, Lu Shenchu was much more relaxed and quickly dealt with the three corpse demons.
The remaining three seized the opportunity and, with two two-year-old children in tow, fled along the path behind the formation that was about to be broken.
The white smoke chased after it in an instant.
Lu Shenchu snatched back the red rope that was binding everyone, took a few steps onto the roof, and ran away under the moonlight.
The corpse demon, seemingly manipulated by someone, was quite clever. Instead of running out of town, it carried the child and ran towards the brightly lit night market.
Lu Shenchu heard the sound of someone playing a flute in the distance, which seemed to be a street performer at the night market.
It was a very ordinary piece of music, but it made him feel somewhat sentimental. His rapid steps gradually slowed down, and he even had time to look up at the moon in the sky.
He's been away for so long, how are his parents doing lately?
Three corpse demons swept across the night market street and threw the child down.
A heavy object crashed down on them, and everyone quickly moved aside. The two mutants were larger than ordinary children of the same age, but when they landed, they were like kittens, sitting on the ground and crying loudly.
Because of Lu Shenchu, they haven't eaten all day...
An old dog darted out from the crowd, eager to join the fun. It had been wandering around this night market for over ten years and usually enjoyed playing with the local children.
Hearing the children crying, he slipped out of the crowd and sniffed around the two children.
Suddenly, it froze, then quickly turned around and tried to run away.
But the child grabbed him by the neck, lifted him up, and slammed him to the ground.
The old dog coughed up blood and whimpered, causing chaos among the crowd, who scattered and fled in an instant.
The two chubby little hands reached out to grab the terrified old dog, and a wisp of white smoke quietly fell, lifting the two strange children into the air.
The mutant opened its mouth wide and cried out in a shrill voice. Bai Yan originally wanted to hand the mutant over to Lu Shenchu as soon as possible.
But when it looked around, it saw that Lu Shenchu had not followed. He was just standing blankly on the rooftop in the distance behind him, looking up at the moon.
Bai Yan didn't care about anything else and directly led the two alien species to chase after the three lively corpse demons.
They chased them to the outskirts of the countryside, where they were all afflicted by the nightmare. Several streams of smoke descended, piercing the corpses and releasing the corpse poison.
Only then did it slowly fly back to find Lu Shenchu.
When we passed the night market, we saw the old dog on the ground slowly get up, dragging its two legs and struggling to get up.
The white smoke lingered around the two alien creatures for a moment, then a wisp of smoke descended to pick up the old dog, before turning back to check on Lu Shenchu's condition.
For some reason, Lu Shenchu's eyes were filled with tears, and he looked lost in thought.
The white smoke swirled around him for a long time before he suddenly regained his senses. As soon as he came to his senses, he saw the alien creature grinning at him and crying uncontrollably.
Lu Shenchu's ears were ringing, and he stuffed two copper coins into the alien's bottomless, gaping mouth.
The two aliens seemed to find comfort, and immediately quieted down, sucking on the copper coin and sobbing.
"Little deity, I just heard someone playing a flute, and for some reason, it reminded me of my family... What's wrong with this dog?"
Bai Yan placed the now-quiet mutant at Lu Shenchu's feet and instructed, "Send it to the Xuanjiang base for purification. Tonight, I'll use all my reward from the Sky Patrol Division to treat this dog's injuries. Get some good pills; don't try to fool me."
Lu Shenchu took the dog and said with a fawning expression, "How could I dare to say that, sir?"
I knew that old monster must have noticed our plan to steal the snow crystal last time. His true form isn't here every day, yet he seems to have gained supernatural insight...
How stingy!
The voice from within the white smoke said, "You said you heard a flute just now?"
Lu Shenchu replied, "Yes, it came from the night market. Didn't you hear it?"
White smoke swirled and drifted in the air. "Never heard of them before... but they must have been sent by the Yun family."
Lu Shenchu asked doubtfully, "Sending corpse demons to steal alien species? And they don't even actually try to steal them, what's the point of doing this?"
White smoke descended, "A test. Now the Sky Patrol Bureau and the sect have entrusted Xuanjiang with the task of eliminating the alien species. Although Xuanjiang disciples are generally of average talent, the demon immortals are an unknown threat to the Yun family."
"Although the demon Hengyu remained on the sidelines, most of the other great demons privately disagreed."
"Now that we have facilitated cooperation with the Sky Patrol Division to revive the name of Xuanjiang, the great demons who were originally worried about their reputation can send their clansmen to Xuanjiang without leaving a trace, or even Xuanjiang themselves. In this way, we will neither offend Hengyu openly nor go against our own will."
Lu Shenchu then realized something. "Little Immortal, do you mean that they deliberately released a few corpse demons to snatch the alien species in order to calculate the current number of demons who have descended from the heavens, and also to investigate the background of the various branches of the demons who have descended from the heavens through their spiritual habits?"
He slapped his forehead. "No wonder you used the flute to restrain me... it was to see what was going on with you. But how can you tell if someone is a soul?"
In the countryside, the man in black crawled out of the grass, brushed the bronze mirror in his hand, and said to his companion beside him, "Remember, the snake demon has a very strong soul, or it may be the combined souls of several golden snake demons."
The person beside him held a bamboo pen and transcribed his words in the air, then raised one sleeve and gathered a wisp of wind into it.
"After following them for so many days, we finally caught this one. It turns out to be a nest of snakes. Just thinking about it makes me shudder... I thought it was some kind of great demon that could bring about the cooperation between Xuanjiang and the Xuntian Division. Even the Second Young Master came in person."
The man who had taken the bronze mirror put it away, and just as he looked up, he suddenly shuddered, quickly concealing his expression, and respectfully called out, "Second Young Master."
The other person holding the pen also hurriedly got up and bowed, saying, "Second Young Master."
As he spoke, he took a handful of wind from his sleeve and spread it in the air, revealing several words that shimmered with a faint light in front of Yun Ruofan.
Yun Ruofan was still dressed in coarse old clothes, his face was covered with fake burns oozing pus, and he glanced at the words in the night wind while holding his flute.
"A snake clan sharing a soul? They can't stand each other, most of them don't have that habit."
The one holding the pen blurted out, "Could it be that a heart of justice and light overcame habit, and those snake demons shared their souls with us in order to deal with us?"
Yun Ruofan glanced sideways at the person holding the pen, her intimidation almost tangible, "You mean they belong to the righteous faction?"
The person holding the mirror glared at the person holding the pen and said, "Second Young Master, although the soul mist may appear to be ever-changing, the bronze mirror will not make a mistake. Just now, the bronze mirror reflected several golden snakes hanging down from the soul mist, just like the tails of the fox demon that hung down earlier were also clearly reflected."
Yun Ruofan tapped his palm with his flute and pondered, "A nest of snakes... add one more thing, perhaps a succubus, male, and single."
The two exchanged a glance. "A succubus?"
Enchantresses are rare, and because of Pei Hanzhou's affair back then, which became known throughout the world, they have rarely left Wuzhen Land in recent years in order to avoid suspicion and to prevent disputes.
The name was so rare that they all overlooked the possibility.
The Enchantress's Soul Mist can take many forms.
The female enchantress is like a veil of mist, drifting gracefully. If anyone were to encounter this beautiful woman whose face and head are covered by a long veil, they might be completely obliterated by her thin veil.
The male demon's soul mist is like a ghostly rope, with countless threads. Because the soul mist resembles a snake, it has a natural inclination to transform into a snake to deceive people.
Therefore, they are often despised by the snake clan.
Snakes are often solitary creatures, and sharing a soul is indeed rare, but male demons are different; their soul mist can easily transform into a nest of snakes...
“Young master, it seems that there are not many demons involved in the affairs of alien species. Even the most powerful Tiger, Wolf and Snake Clan has not been seen.”
As Yun Ruofan paced back and forth, she gently tapped her palm with her flute. “No rush. Feed the Xuanjiang demon immortals more good things, spread their achievements, and then lead the people on the other side of the Tianqian to cause trouble for the demon race.”
"By allowing the saviors of the Xuanjiang Demon Immortals to stand amidst fame and fortune, and under a precarious eaves, while granting the Hengyu faction the benefit of remaining on the sidelines, the two sides, those who fight and those who don't, will inevitably become more and more distinctly divided, and a great chaos will surely break out among the demon race."
The writer revealed a proud, approving, and sly smile. "In this way, the helpers that the human race has painstakingly gathered will be useless again. We can quickly provoke a war between the human and demon races, and then we can wait to take advantage of the chaos and deal with the demon race."
He added, "Second Young Master, you are truly a master of causing trouble! I am truly honored by your skill!"
Yun Ruofan suddenly let out a sigh, but she didn't want to argue with such a fool. She sneered, "Who did you work for before?"
The writer felt valued by the Second Young Master. "I used to work for the Third Young Master. Before the incident in Tingnan, the Third Young Master sent me to Yongbei to deliver a message. Just then, something happened in Tingnan, so I stayed in Yongbei and was assigned to your command by the steward."
Yun Ruofan sneered, "No wonder... what's your name?"
"My surname is Mu, and my given name is Wuhuan."
"A woman with such a strange name."
"It's alright...maybe my parents are just weird."
Yun Ruofan, who was usually calm and composed, suddenly became furious.
He couldn't continue talking to this person who didn't understand his thinking, so he turned to Zhijian and instructed him, "Go back and tell Feiyi not to assign her any more tasks."
The appraiser glanced at Mu Wuhuan. This fool didn't know his place and dared to "tsk" at the Second Young Master.
The appraiser quickly said, "Second Young Master, the Scarlet-Clad Young Master said she's not particularly bright, but she's quick-witted, single-minded, and learns things fast. She's the one who learned the 'Wind-Sweeping Brush' technique the fastest, and now is precisely the time when we need someone..."
Yun Ruofan glanced at Mu Wuhuan, not wanting to appear too harsh in front of her subordinates who were several levels removed in terms of power. She planned to discuss with Feiyi alone the possibility of selecting a group of people who lacked both ability and intelligence to work in the Dark Bureau.
He took out two high-grade spirit stones and casually gave them to the two men, saying, "I know. Do your job well, and you'll be rewarded. Go back and collect your things."
After Yun Ruofan left, the appraiser took out a white jade and red maple thumb ring from his sleeve and handed it to Mu Wuhuan, saying, "Is this red maple thumb ring yours? It fell in the grass."
Mu Wuhuan took the ring, tossed the spirit stones he had obtained from Yun Ruofan to him, and said, "Oh, I stole these from someone else. I was going to exchange them for some spirit stones, but I was assigned a task instead. Thank you."
The jade used to make the thumb ring was not precious, but the person who made the ring, being honest and discerning, ended up with an extra high-grade spirit stone, which pleased him.
Although this fool is different from ordinary people, she is also unaware of the value of things and is very generous. She gives away many things that others ask for, so everyone likes to go on missions with her.
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"Little immortal rarely comes upon hearing incantations in the past, but seems to have quite a lot of free time lately?"
White smoke drifted lazily, and a voice came from afar, hazy and indistinct, "These messes need to be cleaned up as soon as possible to prevent future troubles. The matter of the Yun family secretly probing the identity of the demon immortal needs to be told to the Xuanjiang faction as soon as possible to prevent them from stirring up internal strife among the demon race."
Lu Shenchu responded with a "yes".
Bai Yan added, "However... it would be even better if the demon race descended into chaos earlier than they planned..."
Lu Shenchu counted on his fingers and said, "I've really struck it rich. Today's earnings, plus the rewards from the Sky Patrol Division and the Zhou family over the past few days, are much more secure than before."
"Now, disciples of the Xuanjiang lineage no longer need to hide when they meet. The other day, I was drinking with some fellow disciples from the south. When they learned that I was from the Xuanjiang lineage in Tingnan, they all said that their patriarchs were quite satisfied with this matter and asked about my lineage..."
He glanced at Bai Yan's condition and continued, "I didn't say much. My inhuman master from before is not worthy of my mention. Now, apart from secretly bestowing some newly acquired cultivation treasures, my master has been nowhere to be seen for the past year or two."
“I said that if I am fortunate enough to serve him for a while, I will have no regrets. You are familiar with him. If you see him, please pass on your message.”
The white smoke swirled for a moment, "The master's plans are in the north, and it is a time of great turmoil and he is very busy. Once things are settled here, he will surely come back to find you, his last disciple."
Lu Shenchu was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh smugly after realizing what he meant. "I'm actually a closed-door disciple. No wonder Master always gives me things. People say that closed-door disciples are real treasures. I didn't believe it before."
"To tell you the truth, I am truly blessed by nature. The person my parents forbade me to worship was someone I worshipped, and in less than a day, my master led me back to the right path."
The white smoke drifted away, and without continuing the pleasantries, it floated back into the paper figure's brow.
Lu Shenchu hurriedly said, "Little Immortal, we plan to set up an ambush in Jianglin tomorrow night. Can you come?"
"Can."
As the night deepened, Pei Xuanzhi, not yet fully awake, felt a wave of dizziness wash over him.
He rubbed his temples, coughed a few times, and the coughing got worse.
In the darkness, someone leaned over and gently patted his chest, whispering, "The water is warming on the small table by the bed, just within reach."
Pei Xuanzhi instantly snapped out of his daze. She had stayed home all day yesterday and gone to Xuyuan Peak today; he hadn't thought she would come back tonight…
The dark and quiet curtains gave him a strange feeling, as he was feeling somewhat dizzy.
It seemed as if only the two of them remained in the world forever, as if nothing, right or wrong, could affect them.
He was not a lucky child; he was born with few relatives, and although his teacher taught him, he never accepted him as a disciple.
She was all he had, and she was the only one he truly wanted to possess.
He then instinctively felt an irresistible urge.
He desperately wanted to share his experience with her, to tell her his thoughts on what had happened that night, to know her opinion on the matter, and to discuss everything with her.
They are husband and wife; they are one...
But the world is not just about the two of them, and the sun will eventually rise again.
All worldly matters, conflicts, and the ever-changing nature of cause and effect mean that impulsive confessions made at the wrong time will only lead to irreparable destruction.
Reason and instinct are locked in a tug-of-war, with greed benefiting both sides.
Pei Xuanzhi turned around and pulled her into his arms. "When did you get back?"
Yan Huanyue yawned lightly and said lazily, "You were asleep when I came back. I didn't disturb you because you were sleeping so soundly."
Pei Xuanzhi said, "I thought you wouldn't be back for several more days."
Yan Huanyue said, "I had just overcome the difficulties of cultivation and was originally going to come back anyway, but since you were under house arrest, you won't be too lonely if I come back."
Pei Xuanzhi lowered his head and rubbed her hair. After his soul left his body, he had a headache and felt cold, so he kept snuggling into her arms.
Yan Huanyue embraced him and murmured, "He's always chilly, like a snake that can't be warmed up."
Pei Xuanzhi nestled against her neck, closed his eyes peacefully, and breathed out a cool breath, saying, "It's the fabric that's cool."
Yan Huanyue hugged him and inhaled his cool fragrance. Exhausted, she said, "You're talking nonsense. I prepared cotton nightgowns for you so you wouldn't catch a cold, not silk."
A little while later, she fell asleep, and as usual, she let go of him and rolled to the side.
Pei Xuanzhi felt a little dizzy from the separation of her soul, but he still pulled her back and held her tightly before closing his eyes and falling asleep.
I wish these days could go on forever...
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From the time when peach and plum blossoms vie for spring's glory to the time when osmanthus blossoms fill the air with fragrance, Zhao Liujin walked for the first time to the gate of Yan Huanyue's small courtyard in Shouzhuoyuan.
He reached out and knocked on the door. After a short while, a boy in white clothes opened the door.
Yan Huanyue rarely reveals her private affairs unless absolutely necessary, especially her family matters with Pei Xuanzhi, which she would never confide in anyone at Xuyuan Peak.
Therefore, when people from Xuyuan Peak talk about their junior sister, they always overlook the fact that she is already married.
Especially someone like Zhao Liujin, who is carefree and irresponsible, rarely cares about anyone.
She only remembered who her junior sister was; as for who came with her junior sister, she never cared.
When she suddenly saw a very handsome young man opening the door to Yan Huanyue's residence, she was stunned for a moment, thinking she had gone to the wrong place.
To everyone's surprise, the young man bowed respectfully and said, "Good morning, Senior Sister Zhao. Are you here to see Senior Sister Yan?"
Seeing that his face was slightly pale, Zhao Liujin suddenly remembered that Yan Huanyue had a family, but she didn't seem to have met this young master of the sect leader's family before, and wondered how he knew her.
Zhao Liujin noticed that although he was tall, he was slender and had a detached and indifferent face, but his manners and speech were still polite and well-mannered, which was somewhat endearing.
She thought succubi were all ferocious and unleashing their seductive power, but it turns out they are actually so innocent and indifferent.
That's a real surprise.
She was afraid he would think she was rude, so she tried her best not to be intimidating and asked, "You're resting these few days, where is Junior Sister?"
The young man replied as instructed, "I've gone to the Heavenly Stele. I should be back in about half an hour. If Senior Sister Zhao has something urgent, you can go find her first. If not, I can pass on the message when she returns."
Zhao Liujin said, "Oh, then tell her that Master's wife and several elders have gone to the North and are not currently in the sect. Please tell Junior Sister that she does not need to go to Xuyuan Peak for the time being, and that she should go to Wenshi Hall tomorrow to receive the inner sect's Wenshi mission."
Pei Xuanzhi's eyes darkened slightly, and he replied, "Okay."
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