Princess as wife
"Be with him?" Lin Yueyao remained silent.
No one in this world can stay by anyone's side forever. Parents, siblings, and friends all come into this world alone and leave alone.
She had thought of staying by her master's side, but everyone has their own destiny, regardless of its length.
She follows her own heart in every word and deed, just like her spirit sword, Wenqing.
Lin Yueyao couldn't give an absolute promise, but as long as she was alive, she would protect him.
She misunderstood him. Rong Yan wanted to explain, but Lin Yueyao said to him directly, "Go to sleep early, or you'll start overthinking again."
After she left, Rong Yan stood there, stunned.
The tears, though shimmering with a bright edge, are meant to offer comfort.
Don't be sad, Master.
He stood under the corridor, muttering to himself, "I just want my senior sister to be with me."
Are you not even willing to grant him this wish?
His affection for his senior sister was merely a matter of making the most of her. Lin Yueyao was ambitious and unwilling to be second to anyone, while he was naturally drawn to strength and willing to submit to it.
By feigning weakness in front of the strong, one can enhance their strength while gaining their trust.
But he discovered that among the masses, most of those who were kind to him had ulterior motives.
The Wu Meng couple adopted him to care for him in his old age; his fellow disciples showed him kindness because he was arrogant and naive; his senior brother cared for him only because he was his senior sister's junior brother; the fox demon helped him to escape...
Lin Yueyao, however, was clear-headed, sincere, and never guarded against him.
Even though he was timid and fearful, and even disliked him so much that he didn't want to look at him, out of consideration for him, she still personally helped him find a way to break the curse of the Void Spirit Root.
Senior Sister Lin Yueyao isn't one for many ulterior motives. Aside from her painful childhood memories, her world revolves around her master and demon-slaying.
He is a very pure person, which is why he likes and is willing to rely on him.
Moreover, he liked this kind of life and wanted to stay by his senior's side.
Although maintaining the current peace would come at a considerable cost, he was willing to do so.
The prison was cold and damp.
Shangguan Zhi was injured and her hands and feet were bound.
The flickering candlelight seeped through the lacquered lanterns, illuminating the slippery path.
With a click, the cell door swung open, and a precious brocade shoe stepped onto the cold, damp ground.
She slowly raised her head and met the princess's gaze.
"You're being too reckless," the princess clicked her tongue. Keeping her around was ultimately a major threat.
"No, I can't die yet." Shangguan Zhi struggled, her old wounds still unhealed, and she was extremely weak after being stabbed by Lin Yueyao.
"Do you think you still have room to bargain?" the princess sneered. "Even if I wanted to protect you, do you think Lin Yueyao would let you go?"
"Please hear me out, Your Highness..." Shangguan Zhijian was starting to lose her composure.
The princess first dismissed the guards, leaving her and Shangguan Zhi behind. "You're about to die, do you have anything else to say?"
"The treasure is in my hands. As long as I live, they cannot succeed. Princess, you may take the plunge."
"What do you mean?" the princess asked, puzzled.
"Now that I have the treasure, the princess can do whatever she wants, but she must protect me from the slightest harm. Otherwise, I would rather destroy it than hand it over."
The princess raised an eyebrow. "How can I believe you if you say that?"
Shangguan Zhi was confident of victory. "The princess can find out with just one question."
The next day, Rong Yan was drowsy when he was woken up by a eunuch. "Immortal Lord Wenwei, Her Highness the Princess summons you to the Golden Palace for a talk."
He rubbed his eyes, a faint shadow under his eye sockets. Just as he was about to wake Benben, the little eunuch said, "You can go alone."
Since that's already been said, it's not good to wake Benben up again. He was a little worried about what it was that needed to be discussed with him privately, and asked, "Isn't Senior Sister going?"
"Don't worry, Immortal Lord, you'll know when you see the princess." The little eunuch kept his mouth shut, and he couldn't get anything out of her.
Upon entering the Golden Palace, there wasn't even a palace maid serving tea.
Rong Yan then noticed that the little eunuch who had brought him there had disappeared.
The princess sat upright in the main seat. When she saw him arrive, she smiled and said, "Wenwei Jun."
"What business does Your Highness have summoned me for?"
"Lately, I have been feeling listless, unable to sleep or eat properly," she said softly, her eyes like pools of autumn water, filled with tenderness. "But as soon as I see Wenwei, my heart feels at ease."
"Especially when Wenwei looks at me, I feel as if flowers are blooming on rotten wood. What do you think is the reason for this, Wenwei?" she asked urgently for his opinion.
Rong Yan thought this woman was a bit foolish and was even more confused. He half-heartedly said, "That's because Senior Sister captured the fox demon and removed a major threat to the princess."
“Wenwei, you are mistaken.” She rose gracefully, the hairpin at her temple swaying slightly, and the hem of her skirt fluttering.
"I lost my mother when I was young, just like Wen Weijun. For so many years, I have been longing for someone who understands me." She began to speak pitifully. When Rong Yan heard the first half of her sentence, he felt a little empathetic. It was not until she uttered the second half that he realized that this woman was not simple.
"But after all these years, I haven't found someone who truly satisfies me. Only Wenwei Jun made me feel like we'd known each other forever." She couldn't wait to touch his hand.
Rong Yan impatiently dodged away, coldly explaining, "The princess is exceptionally intelligent and beautiful. There are many talented men in the world; why worry about not finding a good match?"
"All men in the world are like mud, except for Wenwei Jun. Wenwei Jun is an exceptional person, and I like him at first sight." He dodged her, but she didn't get angry, smiling calmly. "I am willing to use the wealth of the entire nation to take Wenwei Jun as my husband. I wonder what Wenwei Jun's opinion is?"
"Then I would be letting down the princess's kindness." Rong Yan was not tempted.
The princess turned around and slowly sat down. "It is said that cultivators do not love worldly things, and it is indeed true."
"Since you are so upright and noble, do you also have unspeakable secrets?" She picked up a small bronze mirror on the table, which was inlaid with gemstones and pearls and was extremely luxurious.
"I pride myself on my beauty, but in this mirror, no matter how much powder I apply, I still can't hide my aged appearance." She slowly put down the bronze mirror, looked up at him, and said, "Even if I'm as careful as I can be, I still look old and faded."
Rong Yan's body was trembling slightly.
"Once you look in this mirror, everything will be revealed."
Rong Yan moved with lightning speed, snatching the bronze mirror from the table and crushing it into powder.
The princess covered her mouth and laughed, a very unrestrained laugh.
"Wenwei, there is no need to worry. Now that you know what I am talking about, you should think carefully about how to choose."
"I..." His fingertips trembled. If he could kill the princess, the risk of his secret being exposed would be reduced.
The princess watched as his hand unconsciously touched the spirit sword, but she said, "Wenwei Jun, there's no need to rush to kill him to silence him."
What's even more problematic is that if he really kills the princess, things will escalate and become even more difficult to handle.
"What does the princess want me to do?" Only now did he understand why his senior sister had gone to such lengths to escape the family.
"Marry me, and be my prince consort." The princess's purpose was clear: "As long as you are willing to marry me, whatever you want will naturally be yours."
"I am a cultivator, how can I marry?" he retorted, already displeased. To force him to marry a woman he didn't like against his will was no different from killing him.
"Wenwei, please rest assured, I am not like that jealous woman. After we are married, you may return to your sect to cultivate."
Seeing the struggle still lingering in his eyes, the princess reassured him, "Shangguan Zhi is in my hands. Her life or death is entirely up to me. Why should I worry about a third party finding out?"
Rong Yan gritted his teeth, hating the woman in front of him to the extreme. If he could, he would rather have never been to the palace.
Let's agree to her for now, and then we'll find an opportunity to interrogate her. We're not afraid we won't be able to find out the whereabouts of the Ruyi Hundred Treasures Mirror.
Rong Yan remained silent, which was taken as tacit agreement.
"Since Lord Wenwei has agreed, from today onwards, you shall not meet with Fairy Qingyi." The princess waved her hand.
"Why?" Rong Yan was very dissatisfied, but the princess smiled and said, "Wen Weijun is now engaged to a woman, so he should remember the difference between men and women."
"However, Fairy Qingyi is not an outsider. Some things and some things are more convenient for us women to talk about."
The princess clapped her hands, and immediately a young eunuch entered the hall, saying, "Your Highness, please come in."
Rong Yan remained still, suppressing his emotions, his fingers unconsciously curling up.
"You're about to get married, how can you live in the palace every day? It's more convenient to live in the princess's residence, don't you think?"
Rong Yan had no choice but to give up and left with the little eunuch.
"What did you say?" Lin Yueyao raised her eyes, her gaze as if dipped in poison.
The crown prince, his voice trembling, explained hastily, "Things have come to this point, so our ancestor might as well take it easy."
"Say it again." Her voice was as cold as jade, and Lin Yueyao's brows furrowed. Sensing its master's anger, the creature's body hummed and flashed with light, releasing its master's emotions.
"It's a done deal that Wenwei is going to marry the Emperor's sister. If the Ancestor doesn't believe it, he should ask Wenwei himself." After saying this, the Crown Prince tried to slip away, but instead, he swung his sword and sliced off the door frame.
The prince froze, turning around stiffly.
"I dare not deceive our ancestors, everything I said is true." The crown prince was on the verge of tears.
"Ahhhhhh—" The prince's feet left the ground and he flew into the air, but Lin Yueyao grabbed him and pulled him into the clouds.
It's in the direction of the Princess's residence.
Upon landing, the prince was breathing heavily. Realizing he was holding onto someone's clothes, he was so frightened that he immediately let go and fell to the ground.
Lin Yueyao grabbed a maid from the princess's residence and demanded, "Where is my junior brother?"
The maid was so frightened that she knelt on the ground. Seeing that the crown prince had been coerced into this situation, she hurriedly cried out for mercy.
In this vast princess's residence, not a single person dared to speak. Thinking of this, she summoned Wenqing.
Wenqing could sense the direction of the weeping and wailing. She pulled the Crown Prince along and found a main hall.
There were more than a dozen guards with swords inside and outside the main hall. There were ink bamboos planted in the front yard and pavilions and terraces in the back yard. When they saw that she was trying to trespass, the guards drew their swords to stop her.
"How dare you—trespassing into the princess's residence! Do you have a death wish?!" the guard shouted sternly.
"Stop! Stop it, both sides!" The crown prince rushed over and tried to mediate between the two sides.
"Greetings, Your Highness!" the guards exclaimed. The prince humbly flattered, "It's all a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding."
"Your Highness's presence is an honor for us, your subordinates are filled with trepidation." The guards dared not utter a sound and knelt on the ground.
"It's nothing. I've come to visit my younger sister. I wonder if you'll allow me to pass?"
"Of course, Your Highness, please come in."
Undeterred by the wind and rain, the two entered the inner courtyard and stopped in front of a tightly closed gate, where they heard a woman's laughter coming from inside.
"Hate."
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