Chapter 249: Wang Xing Greets Young Master Lin…

Arriving at the courtyard next door and walking through the gate, she looked at everything within the courtyard.

Zhu Ling curiously examined the courtyard where that Big Bad Guy lived.

Although this courtyard wasn’t even as large as her own room, and there were no Spiritual Qi-rich Spiritual Plants or flowers within it,

somehow, this courtyard gave off a very comfortable feeling.

At this moment, Sikong Wangxing looked at this courtyard; standing at the doorway, her eyes blinked gently.

This was the first time Sikong Wangxing had come to his residence, to the place where he lived.

Jiang Qingshang glanced at Sikong Wangxing. Even though Jiang Qingshang knew her current identity was Jiang Qing, having Sikong Wangxing visit her own courtyard,

especially inviting Wang Xing for the first time to the courtyard she lived in within the Mortal World, the place she shared with him, inevitably caused some nervousness and a bit of embarrassment.

After all, she had once told Sister Wangxing, ‘In this life, I shall be accompanied by the Dao and wedded to the sword.’

Yet, she never expected she would already have been married for nearly a year.

If she revealed her true identity to Wang Xing, Wang Xing would surely be very surprised, and certainly very astonished that she had married an ordinary Mortal World scholar.

Actually, she hadn’t expected it back then either.

How did she end up marrying him in such a muddled way?

But since it’s already happened, she might as well stay muddled like this for the rest of her life.

‘As for revealing my identity, I’ll tell Sister Wangxing when the time is right.’

Glancing at Wang Xing beside her, Jiang Qingshang thought to herself.

Even imagining the surprised look on Sister Wangxing’s face when she told the truth, a faint smile unconsciously appeared at the corner of Jiang Qingshang’s lips.

‘I’ll go get some tea and snacks for you all. Please make yourselves at home,’ Jiang Qingshang said with a smile.

‘Sister Qinger, there’s no need to trouble yourself.’

‘It’s fine, no trouble at all.’

‘Yaya will help too.’

‘Mm, let’s prepare the tea and snacks together to entertain our sisters.’

‘Okay~’

Holding Yaya’s little hand, Jiang Qingshang walked into the kitchen to prepare the refreshments.

Sikong Wangxing and the others entered the courtyard and sat on the stone stools. The young lady looked at a Parasol Tree and a Peach Tree in the yard.

Beside the parasol and Peach Trees, there was also a large rock.

The courtyard wasn’t large; it had a small flower bed where snow-white Su Dong Flowers were dotted with patches of snow.

There were no luxurious items, nor any excessive decorations.

Everything in its layout was so simple.

Yet, it was also so warm and cozy that it made one feel warmth from the heart.

‘Is this where he has always lived?’

Gently stroking the faint ink stains on the stone table,

the young lady seemed to see Young Master Lin reading in the courtyard, with Sister Qinger bringing him tea.

Young Master Lin writing at this stone table, with Sister Qinger grinding ink for him.

‘Sister Wangxing?’

Seeing the young lady’s lowered gaze and her heart-wrenching expression, Jiang Nongqin gently took Sikong Wangxing’s small hand.

What was going on?

Why did it feel as if Sister Wangxing had entered the home of someone she loved, only to discover he already had a wife, and that wife wasn’t her, leaving her to silently offer her blessings?

‘Could it be?!’

Suddenly, a bold conjecture arose in Jiang Nongqin’s heart!

Could it be that Sister Wangxing, from her time with His Highness in the Heiwu Secret Realm, had already developed hidden feelings?

And then in Luo City, when Sister Wangxing encountered His Highness, she learned His Highness’s true identity in the Mortal World? Learned that His Highness was already married?

Jiang Nongqin was inadvertently startled by her own thoughts.

But if that were really the case…

Would Sister Wangxing give up on His Highness?

What if Sister Wangxing didn’t give up?

What if Sister Wangxing succeeded in having Young Master Lin take her as a concubine, breaking the precedent?

Then wouldn’t she… also have a chance?

But how could the Saintess of Tianji City become someone’s Secondary Wife?

‘Sister Nongqin, Wang Xing is fine. It’s just a bit of discomfort, an old ailment,’

the young lady withdrew her gaze from the courtyard and smiled at Nong Qin with curved eyes.

But this smile was like an icicle in winter, capable of piercing the softest part of another’s heart.

Just as the two temporarily fell into silence, a voice came from outside the courtyard.

‘Qinger, Yaya, I’m back. Those guys insisted on drinking with me and even tried to push maidservants on me to warm my bed. Am I that kind of person, Lin Pei? My feelings for you, Qinger, are…’

Suddenly, as Lin Xun walked into the courtyard, his voice cut off abruptly.

Seeing Jiang Nongqin and Sikong Wangxing in the yard, Lin Xun was completely stunned.

At the same time, upon seeing Lin Xun, the two were also slightly dazed.

Lin Xun walked out and looked at the courtyard gate.

That’s right!

This was indeed his home!

‘Brother Lin!’

Just as Lin Xun was bewildered, unsure what was happening, Yaya ran out from the kitchen. Her short legs leaped as she threw herself into Lin Xun’s arms, rubbing her little head against his cheek.

Although Lin Xun often made Yaya study and memorize texts, to Yaya, Lin Xun was still her best big brother.

‘Husband, you’re back?’

With her husband home and her close friends also present, Jiang Qingshang happily stepped forward, straightened Lin Xun’s collar, and incidentally sniffed the scent on him.

‘You reek of alcohol. Husband, you drank so much again,’ she complained, giving his cheek a light bite, but her tone was full of happiness.

At least there was no scent of other women on his clothes.

‘Wang Xing greets Young Master Lin.’ Coming back to her senses, the young lady who saw Lin Xun slowly stood up and performed a graceful bow.

But when Lin Xun saw Wang Xing’s eyes, his heart was already in a panic.

And that Little White Rabbit, Zhu Ling!

At this moment, that Little White Rabbit Zhu Ling was still by Wang Xing’s side, secretly shaking her fist at Lin Xun.

‘Miss Wangxing is Sister Nongqin’s friend. She just arrived in Luo City yesterday and happened to run into you, husband. What a coincidence,’

Lin Xun’s heart gave a heavy ‘thump.’

Feeling the vibration of his heartbeat, even Yaya looked at Brother Lin curiously.

Why was Brother Lin’s heart beating so fast?

But Yaya didn’t dare say it out loud.

Yaya felt that if she said it, her weekend would likely be filled with more memorization again.

Cold sweat began to bead on Lin Xun’s forehead.

What to do? What was the situation now?

A meeting between wife and fiancée?

Was he going to die?

‘Thank you, Young Master, for helping Wang Xing and Sister Zhu Ling out of a predicament yesterday, sparing us from being harassed by those wealthy Young Masters, and for troubling you to give us directions,’

Seeing panic beginning to appear in Lin Xun’s eyes, Sikong Wangxing bowed again in gratitude.

‘Helped out? Gave directions?’

Lin Xun was stunned for a moment before understanding Sikong Wangxing’s meaning.

‘You are too kind, Miss. It was merely a trivial effort.’

Lin Xun set Yaya down and returned the bow with a cupped-hand salute.

‘Please make yourself at home, Miss. Pei reeks of alcohol and will go change clothes first.’

Saying this, Lin Xun started walking forward.

‘Husband.’

‘Hmm?’

‘That’s the kitchen.’