Chapter 50: You! Nonsense!

Jiang Qingshang finally caught up to Lin Xun, who had been carried away by the Handkerchief. The two sat on the Handkerchief, one behind the other, both falling silent.

Although Lin Xun didn’t know why the Saintess, who had just been so lively, suddenly quieted down, this was fine; otherwise, he truly wouldn’t have known how to deal with her.

Returning to the Guest Peak of Zilin Holy Land, the banquet had just begun.

After the banquet, under Jiang Qingshang’s guidance, and after Purple Mist permeated the entire Zilin Holy Land, the Zilin Grand Ceremony finally concluded.

From beginning to end, Lin Xun never found Qinger, nor did he even see the Female City Lord of Luo City.

After the ceremony, Zilin Holy Land began sending off guests from Various Sects and Factions. Mortal guests received a Spirit Fruit and were then escorted back to Luo City by Cultivators.

At the same time, in the courtyard of Saintess Peak, Jiang Qingshang, having concluded all ceremonies and having sent away Wang Xing and Chan’er, strode quickly into her Private Room.

As the Saintess, Jiang Qingshang did not need to personally see off the guests; the various Hall Masters and Peak Masters were responsible for that.

Returning to the courtyard, she wanted to quickly change her clothes, transform her identity, and return to Luo City.

“Her lack of confidence when making clothes for me.

Her clumsiness when practicing dances for me.

Everything about her, I like.”

In front of the Dressing Table, as Jiang Qingshang removed her Hairpin and makeup, she recalled what Lin Xun had just said to her, and her fair, tender little face became extremely flushed.

Involuntarily, Jiang Qingshang’s movements slowed down, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly like a new moon.

“No, no, I have to hurry back. If he didn’t see me at all during the entire Grand Ceremony, he’ll worry.”

Jiang Qingshang shook her head and sped up her movements.

She wanted to hear those sweet words again… Removing her makeup, circulating the Zilin Mind-Cultivation Technique to change her appearance, taking off the plain dress, and putting on the Hairpin he gave her,

She lightly spun a few times in front of the Full-Length Silver Mirror.

After confirming that nothing would be exposed, Jiang Qingshang was about to activate the Teleportation Magic Formation inside her Private Room.

But just then, a knock sounded at the door.

“Qingshang, it’s me.”

Just as Jiang Qingshang opened the door, she saw Qu Ke standing outside.

When Qu Ke saw that her Best Friend had already removed her makeup, Hairpin, and purple dress, changed back into an elegant long skirt, and tied her hair into a bun, the City Lord of Luocheng, Qu Ke, felt utterly dismayed.

Likewise, seeing Qu Ke, Jiang Qingshang was also somewhat confused.

Lowering her gaze, she saw a woman with a graceful figure and the mature charm of a Young Married Woman displayed within the Projection Pearl in Qu Ke’s hand.

The moment she saw the woman, Jiang Qingshang’s heart trembled slightly.

The graceful woman, mature like a Honey Peach, was originally smiling, but seeing Jiang Qingshang dressed like an ordinary Mortal World wife, her brows couldn’t help but furrow.

Especially the bun she wore; according to the etiquette of the Mortal World, it undoubtedly indicated that she was already married.

Her transformed appearance, the married woman’s bun, and the anxious yet joyful look when she opened the door—how could Jiang Yuerou, who had lived for thousands of years, not understand all of this, even if she hadn’t experienced it herself?

“Master.” Quickly calming her thoughts, Jiang Qingshang bowed slightly to Jiang Yuerou in the Projection Pearl.

“I originally wanted to give you, Qinger, a surprise and congratulate you on successfully presiding over the Zilin Grand Ceremony.”

On the other side of the Projection Pearl, Jiang Yuerou, the Holy Lord of Zilin Holy Land who was currently in the Desolate Domain, sighed softly.

“But I didn’t expect, Qingshang, that you would give me quite a surprise.”

At the door of the Private Room, listening to her Master’s words, the young woman’s Delicate Hands tightly gripped her skirt hem, and her silver teeth lightly bit her rosy Cherry Lips. The two fell into silence.

Jiang Yuerou knew that her Disciple had become involved with a man during her training in the Mortal World and had certainly fallen into the Net of Love.

But Jiang Yuerou always believed Qingshang would know her limits and wouldn’t mess around.

But who knew that when she used the Projection Pearl this time, she would discover that her precious Disciple was already a wife?

“Qingshang, don’t you have anything to explain?” Calming her complicated emotions, Jiang Yuerou said slowly.

“I love him!”

The young woman raised her head and looked directly into Jiang Yuerou’s eyes. In those clear eyes was the young woman’s determination.

“I knew this would happen.”

Jiang Yuerou had never felt her heart so exhausted.

“Qinger, I told you I wouldn’t pry into your Mortal World training, and you have always made Master feel very relieved since you were young.

Therefore, even if you developed feelings for a Mortal, I believed you would handle it properly, and your state of mind would advance further.

But do you know?

For someone already in the Upper Five Realms like you, how much Karma will marrying a Mortal bring?”

“Qingshang knows.”

“Then do you know that in a hundred years, he will turn into a handful of Yellow Earth, while you will still retain the appearance of a Sixteen-Year-Old Maiden?”

“Qingshang knows.”

“If that is the case, what will you do after a hundred years? Will you drink the Water of Forgetfulness from Bodhi Holy Land, or will you sever your Roots of Love yourself? Will you completely forget him?”

“Qinger will not do any of those things!”

Jiang Qingshang raised her head, looking directly at Jiang Yuerou, who was both her Master and a mother figure.

“Qingshang will stay with him, grow old together, and never forget him in life or death!”

“You!” Jiang Yuerou in the Projection Pearl was so angry that her chest rose and fell violently. “If I force you two apart, what will you do?”

As Jiang Yuerou finished speaking, Jiang Qingshang placed her hands on her legs and knelt on one knee: “Master’s kindness in raising and teaching Qinger, Qinger can only repay in the next life.”

“You! Nonsense!”

On the way back to Luo City, Lin Xun noticed that Nong Qin occasionally looked at him, seemingly preoccupied with something. However, Lin Xun maintained his distance and did not ask, lest he speak too much and make more mistakes.

Returning to Luo City, Lin Xun quickly hurried home.

During this Zilin Grand Ceremony, not only did he fail to find Qinger, but he also traveled with the Zilin Saintess. Even if Qinger agreed, she was probably pouting now.

He had to hurry back and cook some of Qinger’s favorite dishes, hoping to earn the right to sleep in the bed tonight.

But just as Lin Xun opened the courtyard gate, before he could react, the girl hiding behind the Door Wall suddenly embraced her Husband from behind.

Feeling the softness against his back, the tight embrace of her Slender Arms, and Qinger’s little face pressed tightly against his back without speaking.

Lin Xun knew this was a sign that Qinger lacked a Sense of Security.

Did that Jiang Qingshang intentionally say something? To sow discord between me and Qinger as Husband and wife? Or was Qinger worried that Jiang Qingshang had captivated my Heart and Soul?

“Lin Pei.”

Just as Lin Xun was confused, Jiang Qingshang slowly spoke.

“Mhm, I’m here.” Lin Xun patted his wife’s tender, smooth hand and gently comforted her.

“I will never leave you,” the young woman whispered. “Even if you return to dust, I won’t let you go!”

“Uh.”

Hearing Qinger’s words, Lin Xun couldn’t help but think of Wang Xing, Wang Chen, and Nong Qin.

“Qinger, if one day—I mean, hypothetically—if I make Qinger angry because of something… what should I do?”

The young woman behind him was silent for a moment, then her clear voice slowly came out: “Will I be very angry?”

“Uh… maybe angry enough to want to Run Away From Home?”

“Then Husband must search and search without stopping, and absolutely must not give up…”

The young woman’s fair forehead rested against Lin Xun’s chest.

“Because no matter how angry Qinger is, she will surely be waiting for you, you Big Scoundrel, in a place we walked together.”