Chapter 247: Actually, We and Young Master Lin… 

Time temporarily returns to the night before Lin Xun set off.

In Luo City, on Dongma Street, the bright moonlight shed its clear radiance, and within the courtyard, the candlelight flickered gently.

“Sister Qinger’s skin is really nice.”

“Sister Nongqin, please don’t tease me. Sister Nongqin is the one whose skin is truly as delicate as snow.”

In Jiang Nongqin’s courtyard, because Jiang Nongqin had a very large bathtub, Jiang Qingshang and Jiang Nongqin were bathing together.

Yaya could even paddle around in the tub.

Although the bathtub wasn’t small, with three people bathing together, it was still a bit crowded.

Compared to the vast Saintess Spring on Saintess Peak, it was simply incomparable.

But Jiang Qingshang was very happy.

This was the first time Jiang Qingshang had ever bathed with a close friend.

Jiang Qingshang had long wanted to try being like an ordinary girl, bathing with her best friend and sharing private secrets.

After all, although Jiang Qingshang held the noble status of the Zilin Holy Land Saintess.

Precisely because of her status as the Saintess, even her personal maids didn’t dare to bathe with her; they all kept a respectful distance, fearing they might offend their Saintess.

Her only close friend of similar status was the young girl Sikong Wangxing.

But Wang Xing was always in a hurry, or she herself was busy with important matters, and because of her own shyness, it had never happened.

Jiang Qingshang glanced at Jiang Nongqin.

Jiang Qingshang knew Sister Nongqin was quite exaggerated, but she hadn’t expected her to be this exaggerated.

Jiang Qingshang quickly averted her gaze from beneath Jiang Nongqin’s collarbone to avoid feeling inferior again: “Sister Nongqin, do you have any plans for the Ice and Snow Festival the day after tomorrow?”

“Ah… me?” Hearing Jiang Qingshang mention the Ice and Snow Festival, Jiang Nongqin lowered her head. “The day after tomorrow, I’ll probably be enjoying the Ice and Snow Festival with friends.”

In truth, Jiang Nongqin had also fantasized about spending the festival with Your Highness, carving ice lanterns and releasing them together.

Then, against the backdrop of ten thousand ice lanterns floating into the sky, Your Highness would gaze at her.

She would turn to face Your Highness and shyly lower her head.

Finally, Your Highness’s finger would lift her chin, she would close her eyes, and Your Highness would slowly lean in.

*Poof*

As she thought about it, a puff of white smoke rose from Jiang Nongqin’s head.

Overcome with embarrassment from her own imagination, the girl buried her head in the bathtub, leaving only her large eyes to blink at the woman before her.

The day after tomorrow… Your Highness would probably be spending the whole day with Sister Qinger; how could he possibly wander the Ice and Snow Festival with her?

But it was fine. Sister Zhu Ling and Sister Wangxing should be arriving tomorrow, so she could try her best not to think about Your Highness that day.

*Tap, tap, tap*

Just as Jiang Nongqin was sorting through her thoughts, a faint knocking sound came from the courtyard.

“So late? Who could it be?”

“Could it be my husband? I left a note on the table saying I was here with Sister Nongqin.”

“Young Master Lin?”

Realizing she was bathing, Jiang Nongqin’s cheeks flushed slightly, but she quickly stepped out of the tub, put on her outer robes, and went to open the door.

Jiang Qingshang and Yaya naturally dressed as well and went out to the courtyard to see.

“Sister Nongqin.”

The courtyard gate opened, and upon seeing Jiang Nongqin, Zhu Ling’s eyes lit up as she happily rushed into a hug.

“Sister Nongqin, sorry for the late-night intrusion.” Sikong Wangxing also bowed with a smile; the gloom she felt earlier because of Lin Xun had lightened considerably upon seeing her friend.

“It’s no intrusion at all. I thought you two wouldn’t arrive until tomorrow,” Nong Qin said happily.

While Jiang Nongqin and Zhu Ling were exchanging pleasantries…

On the other side, Jiang Qingshang was also surprised to see Zhu Ling and Wang Xing.

When Sikong Wangxing saw the other beautiful woman in the courtyard, she was also momentarily stunned.

For some reason, looking at the beautiful woman in the courtyard, Sikong Wangxing felt a sense of familiarity, and even an involuntary feeling of closeness arose in her heart.

“Wang Xing, this is Miss Jiang Qing and Sister Yaya.”

“Sister Qinger, these are Miss Sikong Wangxing and Miss Zhu Ling. They’ve come to Luo City for the Ice and Snow Festival.”

“Greetings, Miss Wangxing, Miss Zhu Ling.” Jiang Qingshang gave a slight bow.

“Hello, sisters,” Yaya said happily.

In the Heiwu Secret Realm, while Sikong Wangxing was unconscious, Yaya had come out of Lin Xun’s Storage Pouch and seen this pretty sister.

“Jiang Qing.”

Hearing Sister Nongqin say the girl’s name and looking at the beautiful woman who had just finished bathing, with damp strands of hair clinging to her cheeks, Sikong Wangxing’s heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Even Zhu Ling’s large eyes were filled with disbelief as she looked at Jiang Qingshang.

Although Zhu Ling was ditsy and cute, appearing lighthearted, she had naturally heard everything she was supposed to hear back at Qingfeng Restaurant.

She naturally knew that the Big Bad Guy had a wife named Jiang Qing.

“No way! Is the Big Bad Guy’s wife this beautiful older sister? Heavens! Why would such a pretty sister marry that Big Bad Guy? And…”

Zhu Ling looked at the cute girl standing next to Jiang Qing, wearing a small Ruqun.

“Does that Big Bad Guy even have a daughter already?”

Sensing the strange looks Sikong Wangxing and Zhu Ling were giving her, Jiang Qingshang was also secretly puzzled.

Had her true identity been discovered?

But that shouldn’t be possible. The Zilin Secret Technique could change one’s constitution; Jiang Qing was simply her other self, so how could she be seen through?

“Sister Qinger.”

Just as the atmosphere in the courtyard became slightly subtle, Yaya gently tugged on Jiang Qingshang’s sleeve.

“Sister Qinger, why do both of these sisters have Brother Lin’s scent on them?”

Yaya’s voice drifted slowly through the courtyard.

“Eh?”

Raising her head to look at Sikong Wangxing and Zhu Ling, Jiang Qingshang’s mind went blank.

“Um, actually I… that Big Bad Guy… we…”

Having the Big Bad Guy’s scent detected on her in front of his wife, even Zhu Ling’s cheeks turned bright red.

Although she really didn’t have that kind of relationship with the Big Bad Guy.

But thinking about how she once held onto the Big Bad Guy and bit him, even hanging off him, it already counted as physical intimacy.

For a moment, Zhu Ling lowered her blushing face before Jiang Qingshang, feeling guilty in her heart, like a concubine who hadn’t yet entered the household meeting the primary wife.

Seeing Zhu Ling’s charming, shy, and even somewhat guilty appearance, Jiang Qingshang’s heart became even more chaotic.

Could it be that her husband and Sister Zhu Ling…

But how was that possible?

Her husband was just a Mortal, while Sister Zhu Ling was the Saintess of Medicine King Valley. How could they possibly…

“Actually, it’s like this.” Sikong Wangxing took a deep breath, looked at Jiang Qingshang with a gentle smile in her eyes, and spoke slowly, “Actually, we and Young Master Lin…”