Chapter 23 Find Someone for Me
Feng Huixue laughed heartily, and with a swift motion, pulled out two shimmering garments. "Look! These are father-son outfits I had specially made! I waited two whole months for them!"
He paused, then furtively pulled out another item, and coughed lightly, "Um... there's one for you too."
His ears turned red as he secretly peeked at Jiang Xianwan's expression from under his eyelashes and whispered, "Strictly speaking, it's a matching set for the whole family."
Jiang Xianwan didn't like wearing elaborate dresses, and since she spent all day rolling around on the ground with her three senior brothers, her clothes were always clean and neat.
But they are a family of three, so what if they wear the same clothes?
As if trying to hide something, he kept stuffing it into Jiang Xianwan's hand and started babbling, "I don't care! A family should be complete! How about it? Doesn't it have that vibe? Although you're not as good-looking as me, at least Xingxing didn't inherit your looks, we're father and son..."
"Get lost!" Jiang Xianwan punched him, sending him flying. "Are you afraid I'll die later?"
Matching outfits for parents and children!
The three of them, including the eldest brother, could skin her alive!
"You're dead if you dare wear that!"
Even so, Jiang Xianwan hesitated for a moment, but still took the dress from his hands.
It has to be said that Feng Huixue, that sly fox, has quite a good eye; she buys only flamboyant robes adorned with advanced arrays.
Wearing this out will definitely turn heads.
Oh well, it's already done, throwing it away would be a waste.
Feng Huixue rubbed her face in grievance, "I don't care, you have to wear it! Anyway, you can't tell anyone that we just started our relationship. I'm not some contracted beast. If you dare to say that and ruin my reputation, I'll dare to run away with Xingxing!"
As he spoke, he covered Jiang Xingxing's ears and muttered softly, "I'll reluctantly suffer a little loss, just say I'm Xingxing's father."
"Besides, aren't you afraid of being found out? This is perfect opportunity to put the green hat on my head!"
Jiang Xianwan was so angry she almost laughed.
What does it mean to ruin his reputation?
What do you mean by him reluctantly accepting a loss?
And who exactly ruined whose reputation?
"What's wrong? You're actually happy wearing a green hat?"
Feng Huixue gave Jiang Xingxing a big kiss, which made the little guy hug his neck and call him "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy".
His lips curved into a smile, his beautiful face softening even more. "Hmph, I admit I was wrong."
“I don’t know if you are Xingxing’s mother, but I am Xingxing’s father.”
He took off Jiang Xingxing's outer garment, put the newly bought clothes on him, and then happily changed into his own.
A figure stood beneath a peach tree in full bloom, her crimson robe trailing on the ground, as the wind swirled and snow fell.
Petals fell, and the boy's bright eyes shone like a painting, as dazzling as a pearl, making it impossible to look away.
Holding the hand of a pretty little baby dressed in the same scarlet dress, they were a delightful sight to behold, complementing each other perfectly.
Feng Huixue pointed her long, slender fingers at Jiang Xingxing and herself, "See, who dares to say that my son and I aren't related?"
Jiang Xianwan crossed his arms and looked at the two figures, one big and one small, with a somewhat dazed expression.
To be honest, Jiang Xingxing really does look just like that dead fox.
Thankfully, the fox was male; otherwise, she would have doubted herself countless times.
Helpless, he raised his hands in surrender, "Fine! You decide what to do."
Jiang Xingxing yiya yiya.
When Feng Huixue saw that she had agreed, she happily swung her big tail back and forth, which made Xingxing want to grab it.
Her alluring fox-like eyes narrowed slightly, and she spoke with such seriousness that it left everyone speechless: "When they come to visit, will they bring gifts?"
Jiang Xianwan: "...?"
Believe it or not, they'll treat you like a gift and tear you to pieces.
Jiang Xianwan picked up Jiang Xingxing, who was still trying to chase his tail, and fed him stewed spirit eggs while saying speechlessly, "My senior brothers are very poor. They spend all their money on their wives."
According to my junior brother, my senior brother had sewed his underwear twice because he couldn't bear to throw it away.
Despite Bai Ziye's ethereal beauty and otherworldly charm, she has actually been mending and patching her inner and outer garments for three years.
Not to mention Lin Yujin.
When I first met him in Misty Rain City, he was dressed in dazzling gold, extremely flashy, and very generous.
What about now?
He wore the same blue robe every day for six months without changing it once, and his side job was collecting scraps.
Although they can make a lot of money by fighting in the black market and selling talismans and pills.
He couldn't resist spending money on his wife, and then she kept thinking about it.
Over time, he became stingy, wanting to break a single spirit stone into ten pieces.
Feng Huixue curled her lip in disdain, "I knew it, your crappy mountain stronghold should have disbanded long ago."
Jiang Xianwan ignored him and listened to his rambling. She placed Jiang Xingxing on his lap and said, "Go and give Xingxing a bath. I'm going to cultivate."
As long as you don't die from the curling, curl it as hard as you can.
Besides, she hasn't had her period for a long time, and she's afraid it might come suddenly.
To this day, no useful solution has been found.
Except... to find someone to become a Daoist partner.
Or perhaps, ascension.
Ascension is out of the question for now.
Looking for a Daoist partner?
Jiang Xianwan crossed it out without hesitation.
Men will only slow down her earning speed.
On the other side.
Taixu Sect.
Clouds and mist swirl around, amidst verdant bamboo and pine trees.
At the Lianfu Terrace Pavilion, Yun Weize wore a wide, dark robe with flowing sleeves, like ink clouds sweeping across the ground, creating delicate, shimmering ripples.
His long, slender fingers rested lazily on his chin, his fingertips casually twirling the chess pieces.
"The Northern Emperor has been out of the public eye for a long time, yet he traveled thousands of miles to the Southern Territory for the sake of a female disciple. Wouldn't your Emperor's Rest Fruit at the Spirit Void Realm also be acceptable?"
At the other end of the table, a man with silver hair like frost and a silk robe like snow, was like the cold moon reflected in a clear pool, possessing an ethereal and otherworldly appearance.
He calmly placed a black chess piece, saying, "I can't give her the Fruit of Emperor's Rest."
"Just wandering around."
Yun Weize raised an eyebrow, as if he had heard something unbelievable.
This person is either in seclusion or in retreat, and will only come out when there is an uncontrollable catastrophe, and will personally seek the Dew of Spiritual Lake.
How could his words, spoken casually, be so unbelievable?
"It's definitely not that the sky collapsed or the tower fell in the Void Ancient Realm, or that the three realms joined forces to prepare for a large-scale attack on the two realms."
Di Yin's expression was calm, his eyes gleaming softly. "Hmm."
"Um?"
Yun Weize casually put down a chess piece, blocking his path, and said, "Then tell me, how can I wander around freely?"
This was the first time Yun Weize had heard the Northern Emperor make a special trip to visit him, and it wasn't about some devastating cholera catastrophe. Yun Weize found it quite novel.
Di Yin lowered his brows slightly, his long, dark eyelashes drooping gently, still maintaining an icy and aloof demeanor. "I won't say."
Yun Weize: "..."
You're so introverted, you can really suffocate people.
He pushed the chessboard aside, his hands tucked into his sleeves. "Are you sure nothing bad has happened?"
I don't believe it at all.
After a long while, the crane cried out through the clouds, and Di Yin raised his eyelashes, his voice like a thin mist, "No."
Yun Weize remained noncommittal, his fingertips slowly tapping the table. "Are you... alright?"
Could it be... that he/she is sick?
Di Yin frowned, his subtly gleaming, glassy eyes glancing over unintentionally.
As cold as frost and snow, as light as clouds and smoke.
But there was a clear hint of disapproval in his voice.
Yun Weize caught his gaze, slowly lowered his eyes to straighten his sleeves, "Don't blame me for overthinking, this is really unbelievable when it happens to you."
"Fine, since you're such a quiet person and want to come out and have some fun, there's a big meeting going on at my house tomorrow, so stay and watch the excitement."
Di Yin's fingers twitched, and his snow-white robes shimmered under the warm sunlight. "There is one more thing."
Yun Weize clicked his tongue, seeing through everything, "I knew you had something on your mind."
Di Yin lowered his eyes and thought for a while.
The snow-white sleeves, adorned with intricate silver threads, gently brushed across the table, and with fingertips, three small characters emerged.
"Find someone for me."
"Jiang Zaozao...male?"
"female."
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