Chapter 58: Bai Yueguang, the leader of Hehuan Sect 19: Put on pants and don’t recognize people...
"I missed you, too."
This style of expressing feelings directly was not suitable for Wen Qianning. As soon as the corny words came out of her mouth, she couldn't stand it anymore and buried her face in Ji Hanlin's arms with a red face.
But it was obvious that the boy was very fond of this. He curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and the next moment he put his arm around her waist, as if to make up for all the longing he had for her in the past few days.
"Hearing you say that, I'm so happy. A short separation is better than a new marriage... Shouldn't you give me some compensation?" Ji Hanlin didn't intend to give her any time to think. He lowered his head and gently rubbed her ear.
Wen Qianning was amused by his words. She raised her eyes and looked at him. Her deep eyes were full of her shadow.
But just as this warmth surged in her heart, her rationality also awakened her a little, and Wen Qianning suddenly realized... this kind of cuddling must be the last time. After all, it was time to carry out the node mission.
Therefore, after completing this dual cultivation, Wen Qianning put on his clothes without hesitation and stood up to leave.
I had no idea how much I looked like a scumbag who put on pants and turned away without recognizing anyone.
The woman was not as gentle and affectionate as usual afterward, which surprised Ji Hanlin. He silently picked up Wen Qianning's dropped belt, without any intention of handing it to her.
"Give it to me." Wen Qianning frowned and reached out to snatch it away.
However, Ji Hanlin easily dodged Wen Qianning's attempt to snatch it. He clutched the belt in his hand, his expression unsatisfactory. He squinted his eyes and looked at her. "Ningning, are you leaving now? When will you come see me again?"
She was ready to dump the male lead, so naturally she wouldn't come to see him again...
Wen Qianning coughed lightly twice, suppressing his guilty conscience, and pretended to think seriously: "I just returned to the sect, and I'm afraid there are still many sect affairs that have accumulated recently that need to be dealt with. It may take two or three days."
Hearing the ambiguity in the woman's words, Ji Hanlin pursed his lips and said nothing.
"Okay." She leaned over helplessly, rubbed his cheek and kissed him, her tone like coaxing a child, "Don't make trouble, just practice hard."
This made him feel like he would be like an unreasonable child if he continued to make a fuss, so Ji Hanlin could only take out the belt reluctantly.
"Stretch out your hands, I'll put them on for you." He said lightly. Wen Qianning stretched out her hands obediently as he said. The young man put the belt around her from behind and then carefully adjusted it for her.
He always handled her affairs personally.
Even though the two of them had already done more excessive things, Wen Qianning was still a little embarrassed about these intimate behaviors, and was not as comfortable as Ji Hanlin.
"I'm leaving." She ignored the throbbing in her heart and said goodbye in a hurry.
"Ningning."
The young man was very reluctant to let Wen Qianning go, and just when she was about to leave, he hugged her from behind.
He leaned against her shoulder like a giant dog, asking uncertainly, "We agreed that you would come see me in three days at the latest, right?"
"Yeah." In this situation, Wen Qianning could only agree casually.
Anyway, after she left, she would never come back, and Ji Hanlin had no way to deal with her.
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In the following days, Wen Qianning devoted himself entirely to the sect affairs.
That evening, Sang Yu walked into the side hall carrying an account book.
He put the things down, glanced at her casually, and casually asked, "Master Sect Leader, how come you haven't visited Ji Hanlin once in half a month?"
As if the person mentioned had nothing to do with her, Wen Qianning did not react at all and did not even raise her head.
"Busy." She turned a page of the booklet and said lightly.
Sang Yu stood still, waiting for Wen Qianning to say a few more words. Seeing her silence, he raised an eyebrow, clearly not believing what she said: "Are you too busy to even bother to see him? I remember when you first came back, the first thing you did was go to his place."
Wen Qianning finally looked up, and his gaze swept over like a knife.
"Now... I'm bored." She chuckled with a hint of sarcasm, "Why, Sang Yu, are you so free that you even have time to meddle in the affairs of Ji Hanlin and me? Do you want me to assign you some more tasks?"
Hearing this, Sang Yu quickly shook his head.
"No, no, thank you, Sect Master. I won't meddle with you anymore."
After this test, even Sang Yu could feel the coldness in Wen Qianning's tone.
But why would the Sect Master be tired of Ji Hanlin?
Could it really be... because of that new male cultivator, Ji Ziming? Sang Yu was terrified when he thought about it, and didn't dare to think about it any further.
Outside the palace gate, footsteps were getting closer and closer.
As expected, Sang Yu just walked out of the main hall and saw Ji Ziming coming.
When Ji Ziming saw Sang Yu, he bowed respectfully and greeted him, "Hello, Senior Brother Sang Yu."
Sang Yu said "hmm" lightly and didn't respond much. She just looked at him meaningfully as he walked into Wen Qianning's main hall.
"Greetings, Sect Master." Ji Ziming bowed respectfully. "As you said, I have reached a critical juncture in my cultivation. I am confused and would like to ask for your guidance."
At that time, Wen Qianning was not willing to practice dual cultivation with Ji Ziming, so she asked him to follow them back to the Hehuan Sect and practice the Hehuan Sect's techniques on his own.
And when he came back, he actually did it.
Wen Qianning raised her eyes to look at Ji Ziming and said calmly, "Come here."
Ji Ziming approached, took out the jade slip he carried with him, and handed it over, leaning slightly. To make it easier to examine, Wen Qianning also leaned forward slightly, and the distance between them suddenly closed, so close that they could feel the warmth of each other's breath.
"How long have you been stuck here?"
"Half a month." Ji Ziming looked extremely serious and focused.
Wen Qianning pointed at the jade slip and explained briefly. Seeing that he was still frowning, he simply stood up, walked around to his side, placed the jade slip between the two of them, and carefully broke down the key points and explained them.
The man listened intently, his face clearly outlined in the light, handsome and youthful. The two men were practically shoulder to shoulder, and if an outsider were to observe through the palace gate, they would inevitably perceive the scene as somewhat ambiguous.
"Do you understand?" After saying that, Wen Qianning withdrew her hand and glanced at him.
Ji Ziming's gaze fell on her profile. He was stunned for a moment before coming back to his senses. He said softly, "Thank you, Sect Master. You explained it in detail. I understand."
Wen Qianning was just about to nod and let him leave when the palace door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.
Hearing the noise, both of them subconsciously turned their heads to look towards the palace door.
A figure in a dark robe stepped into the hall, his aura cold and oppressive.
"...Ji Hanlin?" Wen Qianning was startled and shocked.
How did the male protagonist come out from his retreat? !
Logically speaking, the restrictions in his retreat were set by Wen Qianning herself. If she hadn't lifted them, Ji Hanlin would not have been able to come out.
Ji Hanlin's gaze fell on the two people in the hall. His eyes swept across their shoulders, which were very close to each other. He paused for a moment, and the darkness in his eyes deepened.
The result of his dedicated training in seclusion during these days was a rapid improvement in his cultivation, and this leap in his cultivation brought with it a surge of spiritual energy within him. However, compared to the joy of the breakthrough, another kind of anxiety gripped his heart more.
Wen Qianning's time in Xuanxiao Mountain had been difficult enough. After she returned, she promised him that she would come visit him in three days. He believed her and waited.
Seven days passed without a trace of her. Ji Hanlin told himself that perhaps she was busy and delayed. He still made excuses for her in his heart, thinking that she might have encountered some urgent matter that needed to be resolved.
However, half a month passed, and no matter how much he deceived himself, he could not find any excuses to exonerate her.
Wen Qianning is not someone who breaks his promise easily.
This abnormality distracted him during his retreat. He had already broken through to the early stage of the Nascent Soul, and his strength was enough to break the restriction. The anxiety weighing on his heart could no longer be suppressed.
Worried that Wen Qianning was in danger, Ji Hanlin directly broke the restrictions set by Wen Qianning and left the place of retreat. After coming out, he walked directly towards her main hall.
Until he came to the main hall and pushed open the door.
The scene before him made Ji Hanlin's blood freeze in an instant.
In the hall filled with fragrance, Wen Qianning sat beside the desk, smiling and talking in a low voice with a young man he had never seen before. The man was dressed in the uniform of a disciple of the Hehuan Sect and had a handsome appearance. He leaned over slightly and placed a jade slip in front of Wen Qianning.
The woman he had been thinking about was leaning sideways towards the man, their shoulders touching, and the scene was so intimate that it was dazzling.
Ji Hanlin stopped at the door. His heart was full of worry, but at this moment, it turned into a complex emotion.
Uneasy, questioning, and a little bit...angry.
He didn't say anything, but first silently looked at the young man from head to toe.
Unexpectedly, the young man stood up first and bowed to him: "Senior Brother Ji."
Although Ji Ziming had never seen Ji Hanlin, he had roughly guessed from Wen Qianning's reaction and the way she addressed him that the person who was looking at him at this moment was none other than the legendary male cultivator of the sect leader - Ji Hanlin.
Ji Hanlin didn't even glance at him, his gaze quickly fell back on Wen Qianning, his dark eyes revealing his complex emotions at the moment.
"Why were you able to come out? Didn't I set up a ban?" Wen Qianning seemed unaware of the strange atmosphere at the moment, and asked Ji Hanlin with a frown.
"I broke through the restriction." Ji Hanlin smiled with an ambiguous smile, but there was not much joy in his smile. "You said you would come to see me in three days, but you didn't come. I waited for a month, worried that something might have happened to you, so I came out."
Who would have thought that after coming out, they saw that Wen Qianning was not only unharmed and had no urgent matters, but even had the leisure to sit here and talk intimately with a strange man.
He said it lightly, but Wen Qianning knew that the restrictions he had set up were not so easy to break...
Ji Hanlin must have used a lot of spiritual power to break out.
She was speechless for a moment, then smiled and introduced Ji Ziming, trying to resolve the deadlock: "This is Ji Ziming, the new disciple we accepted when we went to Xuanxiao Mountain."
"Disciple?" Ji Hanlin looked at him, the corners of his lips moving slightly, as if he was savoring the word carefully.
"Yes." Ji Ziming responded frankly.
"Disciple...does he need you to teach him personally to this extent?"
The man, feeling unhappy, glanced at their previous position. The posture of the two just now seemed to reappear in his mind, making him feel heavy in the chest.
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