Chapter 257: The Girl Will Still Wait

In the ancient night, free from various pollutants, the sky was filled with stars, scattered like stardust, dotting the night sky with clear, bright colors.

Beneath the night sky, in Luo City, lantern after lantern had already been lit.

Bright red lanterns and ethereal blue ice lamps—the blue and red light intermingled, yet there was no sense of disharmony.

The starlit sky above and the lights of the Mortal World below seemed like mirrors of each other, reflecting one another’s image.

Similarly, ice-blue ribbons symbolizing winter and red ribbons symbolizing celebration were perfectly intertwined across the streets of Luo City.

Clusters of Winter-Plain Flowers were placed on both sides of the shops, adding even more Life Qi.

The streets were bustling with tourists: Young Misses traveling together, talented scholars fanning themselves with paper fans in the dead of winter, and families filled with laughter.

There were also many Young Misses from grand manors secretly meeting with poor scholars.

It seemed that secret meetings between Young Misses and scholars were a characteristic of every ancient setting.

Lin Xun was also quite puzzled.

Those scholars weren’t even that handsome, nor did they seem particularly talented. How could they manage to trick those rich and beautiful girls?

In the end, Lin Xun felt that these young ladies from prestigious families simply hadn’t read enough books; there were too many silly, sweet, and naive ones. Moreover, the stories of scholars and beauties in novels were too misleading. Coupled with staying in secluded courtyards all the time, they were naturally easy to deceive.

“Yaya, you must remember this. In the future, when you look for a boyfriend, he either has to be more handsome than your Brother Lin, or more talented than your Brother Lin. If that’s not possible, he at least has to be able to beat me in a fight; otherwise, your Brother Lin won’t approve.”

Watching a young lady from a prestigious family being led away by a poor scholar, Lin Xun rubbed Yaya’s small head and said seriously.

“Oh, give it a rest, Husband.” Jiang Qingshang, holding Yaya’s other small hand, smiled with narrowed eyes. “Isn’t beating you quite simple?”

Saying this, Jiang Qingshang picked Yaya up: “Yaya, don’t listen to Brother Lin. As long as that man is good to Yaya, doesn’t bully Yaya, and Yaya likes him, then that’s enough.”

Yaya, who was eating an apple hawthorn candy, looked up from Jiang Qingshang’s arms and thought seriously: “Mm-hmm, Brother Lin is the best to Yaya. When Yaya grows up, I want to marry Brother Lin.”

Jiang Qingshang: “…”

Jiang Qingshang turned her head and looked at Lin Xun with a smile.

Lin Xun was startled. No way, Qinger, are you even jealous of Yaya?

With cold sweat slightly breaking out on his forehead, Lin Xun quickly explained: “Children’s words carry no weight, children’s words carry no weight. Qinger, don’t take it seriously.”

“Hmph.” Jiang Qingshang gave a little snort and turned her head away. “Why is Husband so nervous? I didn’t say anything.”

Lin Xun: “…”

“Yaya, it’s Yaya!”

“I see Yaya too.”

“Yaya, let’s go play together!”

Just as Lin Xun was at a loss for words, several soft, sweet voices called out. It was Yaya’s little friends.

Without a second word, Lin Xun directly gave Yaya some pocket money and let her go play with her little friends.

Otherwise, even if children’s words carry no weight, if Yaya said something shocking again, he would really be in trouble—even though Yaya was already over a thousand years old…

Watching the cute figures of Yaya and her little friends leaving hand-in-hand, Jiang Qingshang reached out and gently pinched Lin Xun’s waist: “When Yaya grows up in the future, she should be very beautiful.”

“Isn’t that obvious? The Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox Clan are all beauties to begin with, and before Yaya turned small, she was the number one beauty under heaven in the Demon Race World. How could she not be beautiful?” Lin Xun complained in his heart, but he didn’t dare say it out loud.

“In my heart, Qinger is the most beautiful.” Lin Xun carefully took his wife’s soft small hand from his waist and held it in his palm.

“Really?”

Jiang Qingshang leaned against Lin Xun’s shoulder.

“Then if one day Husband can cultivate, and if you join the Zilin Holy Land and meet the Zilin Saintess, will Husband still think so?”

“Jiang Qingshang? Haha.” Lin Xun thought of that Jiang Qingshang who would draw her sword at the drop of a hat in the Heiwu Secret Realm. “Does that even need to be said? Jiang Qingshang is nothing; she’s not even worthy of carrying your husband’s shoes. As if she could—hiss.”

Having his waist pinched, Lin Xun quickly shut up. Seeing Qinger’s kind eyes, Lin Xun then remembered that before Jiang Qingshang started cultivating, she was Qinger’s sister. He had gone a bit too far.

“Qinger, actually, what I meant was, no matter who it is or when it is, I am single-mindedly devoted to you! No matter how beautiful she is, she cannot shake my love for you!” Lin Xun put his arm around Jiang Qingshang and looked into her eyes sincerely.

“Really?” Jiang Qingshang’s eyes curved.

“Really, truer than pure gold!”

“Actually, there’s no need for that.” Jiang Qingshang pinched Lin Xun’s earlobe. “If Husband wants to take a concubine, and if it’s Sister Qingshang, I might just agree, you know.”

“No, that’s impossible.” Lin Xun quickly waved his hands. “She and I aren’t from the same world.”

“Then what if Sister Qingshang is interested in Husband?” Jiang Qingshang’s eyes twinkled.

“Then I would still refuse!” Lin Xun said decisively. “And there is no ‘what if.’ Rumor has it that Jiang Qingshang is incredibly cold and aloof, and no man can get within a meter of her. How could someone who takes the Dao as her companion ever like me?”

“Actually, it’s not quite like that.”

Jiang Qingshang’s cheeks flushed slightly, her eyes shimmering.

“Actually, Sister Qingshang is a very good person. Although she looks cold and aloof on the outside, she isn’t like that on the inside. Although Sister Qingshang takes the Dao as her companion, it’s just that she hasn’t met the right person yet.

Or rather, Sister Qingshang has actually been waiting for someone to walk into her world. That person might just be Husband.”

“…” For some reason, Lin Xun felt like Qinger was trying to persuade him to hit on her best friend and take her as a concubine.

But Lin Xun knew that if he actually believed her, he would have been suppressed by that rock long ago, or his head would be drifting on a boat.

“It won’t happen! Whether to take a concubine or not is all up to Qinger, and even if you agree, I will still refuse.” Lin Xun said sincerely. “Alright, tonight is our first Ice and Snow Festival after getting married. Let’s not talk about other things and just go play.”

Lin Xun pulled Jiang Qingshang toward the front of the street.

Subconsciously, Lin Xun looked up at the sky, planning the time.

Tonight during the Ice and Snow Festival, he had to make sure Qinger had a great time, and then he had to sneak away quietly to find Wang Xing and Zhu Ling. He definitely couldn’t let Qinger find out.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t even know how he died.

At the same time, on the other side of Luo City, Jiang Nongqin, Sikong Wangxing, and Zhu Ling walked onto the street, watching the people come and go, the lanterns flickering, and the bright moon shifting.

Meanwhile, in the courtyard on Dongma Street, a stunningly beautiful girl wearing a veil held a winter lamp, sitting quietly in the courtyard.

A small cat lay on the girl’s shoulder until the white snow fell, staining her hair, gradually turning it white as if with age.

Even though he said he wouldn’t come, the girl would still wait, just like the egg drop porridge from that day.