Chapter 71 Chapter 71 "Why did you come to the lower world for no reason...
Different from the previous bluffing threats.
When Jiu Zhao mentioned the consequences of betraying her for the third time, his tone was calm and restrained, yet chilling.
After she finished speaking, she waited for Zhu Yan's reply after careful consideration.
However, after her heart beat for dozens of breaths, the young man who was holding her and resting his chin in the crook of her neck still did not respond.
Losing his patience, Jiu Zhao grabbed Zhu Yan's arm and lifted him up to take a look.
Only then did I realize that he was barely breathing, his peach blossom eyes were half-closed, and it was obvious that he was about to fall into a coma.
Jiu Zhao was beaten.
After Zhu Yan's explanation, she knew that by cutting off the newborn tail and offering it to others, as long as the tail was not completely destroyed, the fox clan could continue to practice - but the act of offering the tail often happened between dead warriors and masters, as well as a very small number of couples and close friends.
Having one's tail controlled by an outsider is like having one's lifeline held hostage.
The other party will not suffer any loss, but if you are not careful, you will pay an extremely painful price.
Seeing his utterly weakened state, Jiu Zhao began to worry about the consequences of severing the Chu Sheng Tail without destroying it. It wasn't as easy as Zhu Yan had claimed. But when she realized she didn't need an immediate answer, she felt a slight sense of relief.
Being shocked by Zhu Yan's resolute behavior was one thing.
It is another thing to truly accept him and stay with him for the rest of your long life.
Even without mentioning the fact that he was affected by a weak illness and his body was like a candle in the wind that could wither at any moment, there were many external factors that could not be ignored. She needed to think carefully before making a decision.
"S-Sorry, I have to trouble you to take care of me again..."
Zhu Yan's head felt dizzy and his consciousness was like a thin thread about to break, making it difficult for him to react clearly to what Jiu Zhao had said not long ago.
He kept muttering his apologies, and Jiu Zhao couldn't help but roll his eyes.
She held Zhu Yan tightly with one hand, untied her hairband with the other, wrapped it around the white tail in her palm a few times, and hung it around her waist as a temporary decoration. She said in a bad mood, "Instead of saying sorry so much, why not take care of yourself more... You are in such a broken state, vomiting blood or fainting every day, and you actually dared to cut off your own tail - I don't want to end up as an old woman taking care of you by your bedside all year round."
Her movements were somewhat rough, and she kept chattering to vent her suppressed emotions.
Zhu Yan's eyes gradually closed, and he groaned in pain again as her arms tightened tighter and tighter.
"sorry……"
Another reflexive apology.
Jiu Zhao almost suspected that he had inadvertently left an indelible psychological shadow on the young man.
After a moment of silence, she softened her tone and muttered to herself, "Come to think of it, it would have been much better if Zhufu was on duty today, so neither you nor I would have to go through this. But I clearly remember that it was Zhufu's turn today... Could it be that I'm old and my memory is not good?"
Zhu Yan, who was in his arms, suddenly found his spirit and struggled to explain, "Miss, Miss, you are not wrong... Fairy Zhufu should have been on duty today, but I thought that Miss usually has closer contacts with Zhufu and the fairy... Miss, you don't want to see me. If I switch tasks with Fairy Zhufu, maybe I can meet you when you come to inspect the progress of the repairs..."
“…”
Jiu Zhao only wished he could pinch his handsome face hard twice:
"Your brain is quite useful, and you're using it all to plot against me!"
Zhu Yan fell silent after he finished speaking.
Jiu Zhao didn't know whether he heard the last sentence he said.
Since the person fainted, he naturally couldn't continue his work.
Jiu Zhao claimed that he was not Zhou Baopi, and he did not have the vicious mentality of waiting for a basin of cold water to be poured on people and then wake them up to continue working.
She had no choice but to work hard and carry him on her back, returning to Yunsheng World.
…
Not wanting to be seen, Jiu Zhao used the teleportation array as usual to send himself and Zhu Yan to the third floor of Hu Tian Zhen Bao Zhai.
She stood in the corridor connecting the stairs and heard the idle chatter between the doors opening and closing on the second floor. It was still early, and the Golden Immortals who were taking their shifts had just gotten up and hadn't left yet. Sending Zhu Yan back to his room at this time would inevitably attract attention and unnecessary speculation.
Therefore, Jiu Zhao planned to temporarily settle Zhu Yan in his room.
The room was on the right, and her body turned to the right as well.
At this moment, a familiar voice was heard from the guest tea room on the left.
"Does Her Highness always take this long during his inspections? How about I send her a spiritual message first to let her know I've arrived?"
"Don't worry, Prince Yingluo. The inspection will be quick. I estimate that His Highness will be back in about an incense stick's time."
Yingluo.
Why did Yingluo come here?
Jiu Zhao's fingers that were supporting Zhu Yan's body tightened, as if they hurt him. In his coma, he let out a suppressed nasal sound again.
The sound was particularly obvious in the empty corridor.
The conversation in the tea room stopped immediately.
Then everyone stood up, and Yingluo's beautiful face, which had not been seen for a month, quickly appeared at the door.
He was delighted at first when he saw Jiu Zhao, then his eyes fixed on Zhu Yan on Jiu Zhao's back, and then he froze again.
Zhu Ying and Jiang Yu, who arrived a step later than him, had even more indescribable expressions on their faces.
Jiang Yu, in particular, said subconsciously: "Your Highness, you and Immortal Lord Zhu Yan..."
Jiu Zhao interrupted her: "What Your Highness? There is only the young lady here. Have you forgotten?"
Zhu Ying was the first to react. He stepped forward and stretched out his hand to try to take over the heavy responsibility on Jiu Zhao's shoulders: "Miss, please let me do it."
“No need.”
Zhu Ying is a petite girl and doesn't seem to be as strong as herself.
Jiu Zhao made the final decision, "You guys serve Master Yingluo first, I'll be back soon."
As she spoke, she carried Zhu Yan on her back, turned around a few steps, and pushed open the door of her bedroom.
…
"Uh, Yingluoshi, sir, the young lady has something to do. Would you like to go back and sit down and have some tea?"
After Jiu Zhao left, the silence between the three was broken by the innocent Jiang Yu.
Compared to the embarrassment of having her family's secrets accidentally discovered by outsiders, Ying Luo, dressed as a young master of a human family, calmly waved his folding fan. His momentary gaffe was quickly covered up by him without a trace: "Okay."
He returned to the guest seat, picked up the porcelain cup on the round table, and gently flicked the tea lid twice.
The hot white steam rising from the tea blurred the young man's half-closed brows and eyes into an indistinct gentleness.
However, beneath the deceptive gentleness lies a bone-chilling coldness—
The reason came from the white tail hanging on Jiu Zhao's waist, which rose and fell with her walking movements.
Still a step behind?
The number of Golden Immortals sent down to the mortal world in the northern border is kept a secret.
He was afraid of complications and even ruined his own reputation in order to get the chance to accompany her.
Surprisingly, surprisingly, I was still a step behind—
As he was lost in thought, the venom of jealousy spread in his chest.
In order to hide the turbulent waves in his heart, Yingluo unconsciously drank a mouthful of boiling hot tea.
Jiu Zhao's figure also arrived along with the severe pain spreading from the tip of his tongue.
"What's wrong? You look like that?"
She turned around and sat down in the main seat in the center, her eyes still showing a hint of embarrassment at being caught by her friends while meeting her lover.
Yingluo stuck out the tip of his tongue and hissed twice: "I didn't notice that the tea was very hot and drank it accidentally."
"Others who come to the lower realms only have their cultivation suppressed, but I think you've suppressed your brain as well."
When joking with people close to him, Jiu Zhao's mouth seemed to be filled with venom.
She instructed Zhu Ying to return to her room to take care of Zhu Yan, while Jiang Yu went downstairs to get some ice so they could chat. At the same time, she cast a healing spell to soothe the redness and swelling on Ying Luo's tongue. "In Yunsheng's world, the effectiveness of all kinds of immortal arts is greatly reduced. If your tongue still feels uncomfortable, holding an ice cube should help."
"I thank you, Your Highness."
"Not His Highness, but Miss."
"I thank you, young lady."
"Change your self-proclaimed title too. Without Your Highness, there would be no subjects!"
"Yes, yes, thank you, young lady."
After a round of jokes, Jiu Zhao also relaxed.
She asked, "Why did you come to the mortal world for no reason?"
Ying Luo smiled warmly, "It's because I haven't seen Your Highness for many years, and I miss him terribly."
"Don't be so smooth-talking. There aren't many years—"
Before he finished speaking, Jiu Zhao suddenly remembered that one day on earth is one year in heaven.
She had barely spent a few dozen days in Yunsheng's world, while decades had already passed in Sanqingtian.
There seems to be nothing wrong with Yingluo saying this.
The difference between the day and the year affected people's emotions. Her eyes met Yingluo's moving expression as he looked at her again and again, but Jiuzhao didn't feel any real sense of reunion. She paused and repeated, "Be honest, tell the truth."
"Well, I made a serious mistake and was severely beaten by my father. I was then sent to the lower realms to repair the Heavenly Stairs on behalf of the Golden Immortal of the West Sea."
"……ha?"
What mistakes could Ying Luo, who has been a model of outstanding students in Changye Academy since childhood, make?
This mistake was so serious that not only was he severely beaten, but he was also sent to Yunshengshi—
From the moment he took on the position of supervisor, Jiu Zhao knew that repairing the Stairs to Heaven was a thankless job. The merits and rewards gained were not worth the actual consumption of immortal energy. No immortal with any reputation or connections would take it on.
What's more, the word "delegation" is just a nice name.
In fact, Yingluo's lower world is equivalent to being exiled to the Yunsheng world for more than a hundred years, where the immortal power is weak and no progress can be made.
Such punishment can hardly be said to be harsh.
Facing Jiuzhao's puzzled eyes, Yingluo acted very calmly:
"During the decades since my young lady left Sanqing Heaven, my father chose a princess from the Chongyao clan of Nanling as my fiancée. The Southern God King said that I have noble character and have already reached the level of a celestial being at such a young age. My future is immeasurable, so he happily agreed."
"And then, isn't this a good thing?" Jiu Zhao coiled the white tail at his waist and muttered, "It's just that Chongyao is much younger than me, and she married you not long after she came of age. You are really an old cow eating young grass..."
"My lady is wise. I think so too."
Yingluo responded, "The age difference is too great, and there is no emotional foundation. I'm afraid marrying Chongyao will ruin her life."
Now that the reason has been explained, it seems that the next point is the wrong one.
Jiu Zhao pricked up his ears as if he had a premonition, but thought disapprovingly that given Ying Luo's smooth and tactful personality, who never offended anyone, even if he didn't want to marry Nan Ling, there were always many ways to save face for both families, so why would it come to this?
Yingluo seemed to have guessed what she was thinking.
He smiled and said in the softest tone, "Miss, do you remember what I told you before? I have no plans to get married yet. In order not to delay Princess Chongyao, and to ask my father to temporarily put aside his plan to find me a wife, I publicly announced at the banquet on my way to Nanling to propose marriage that although my gender had changed, my preferences could not change all at once, and I still couldn't like women."
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