Chapter 404: Long Qingyue’s Present (1^st Update)

“How is that possible? I’m not even popular.” Ye Wenxin shook her head in denial. Now that she lost her lead, she really couldn’t figure out where this so-called ‘crime for stealing a husband’ came from, that led this Jiangshi King to remain so fixated on her.

The fact that Long Qingyue actually nodded in agreement irritated her even more. Ye Wenxin felt frustrated, sensing that Long Qingyue was underestimating her. But indeed, she hadn’t had any romantic luck in the earlier stages.

As for the later stage when she became the Demon Lord, Liu Churan had blocked all the romantic advances. Ye Wenxin had no idea how much blame she had taken on during that time.

Upon hearing these words, Long Qingyue fell silent and started fiddling with the hem of her clothes again, as if she couldn’t control this small habit of hers. While Ye Wenxin was feeling bored from waiting, she noticed that Ghost Mother was still cursing Long Qingyue.

“Master, this woman is crazy!”

Ghost Mother, who was frank and outspoken, repeated the matter she had emphasized that day. Ye Wenxin felt a headache coming on and could only explain, “If there’s anyone in this world who would never mistreat themselves, it’s definitely Yue’er. She can’t possibly be sick, let alone sick in the head.”

When Ye Wenxin responded like this, Ghost Mother still seemed eager to argue, but Ye Wenxin interrupted her once again. “Don’t ever speak ill of Yue’er. It will displease me.”

Ye Wenxin  stressed again. Ghost Mother, who had initially wanted to reveal more, saw that Ye Wenxin was biased towards Long Qingyue and let out a dissatisfied snort before continuing to remain silent. Ye Wenxin sipped her tea to hide the bitter smile on her lips, thinking that Ghost Mother knew she couldn’t kill her, so she was starting to sow discord.

Ye Wenxin hadn’t lied; in this world, Long Qingyue was the one who knew best how to enjoy life, and there was absolutely no way she would keep silent if she had some hidden illness. Besides, Long Qingyue might be intentionally hiding something to keep her from worrying, but Ye Wenxin’s medical skills, though not top-tier, were still sufficient to diagnose various illnesses.

Ye Wenxin was confident in herself and even more so in Long Qingyue. She took another sip of tea, initially expecting that Long Qingyue would offer some explanation for what had happened earlier. However, Long Qingyue seemed entirely focused on adjusting her sleeves, without any intention of giving it much thought.

“Yue’er, what exactly is this sin you mentioned that we committed?” Eventually, Ye Wenxin couldn’t hold back her curiosity, and directly asked when this so-called sin had occurred.

Long Qingyue glanced at Ye Wenxin and replied vaguely, “Since this matter has nothing to do with that, there’s no need to bring it up.” She was clearly being vague. After all the questions that should be asked had been asked, she moved her wheelchair, and said, “Now that we know the Jiangshi King’s motive, I won’t disturb Miss Wenxin’s sleep any longer.”

Her words carried a certain detachment, leaving Ye Wenxin somewhat speechless. However, she also sensed that someone was approaching their tent, so she gently nodded and pushed Long Qingyue’s wheelchair, escorting her out.

Ye Wenxin stepped outside, and saw that the person approaching was dressed in black, but the outfit couldn’t conceal her graceful figure. The newcomer first glanced at Long Qingyue, but her gaze quickly fixed on Ye Wenxin, revealing a hint of delight.

Ye Wenxin found the person quite familiar and cautiously called out the name she had in mind.

“Xiao Zhang?”

The Secret Guard nodded and voluntarily removed her mask, revealing that familiar visage.

“Subordinate Zhang Qianqian greets Your Highness.” Xiao Zhang’s voice carried a hint of excitement, though it was unclear whether it was due to seeing Long Qingyue or Ye Wenxin.

Long Qingyue smiled gently and said, “You may rise.”

Xiao Zhang stood up, and though she kept looking at Ye Wenxin, her expression remained quite reserved, a far cry from the relaxed demeanor she usually had when with Ye Wenxin. Ye Wenxin was also surprised to see Xiao Zhang, remembering that Long Qingyue had already sent her to another dynasty as a Secret Guard. She hadn’t expected Xiao Zhang would be recalled after just a few days.

“Alright, now that the person is here, I’ll take my leave,” Long Qingyue said. She signaled, and another Secret Guard stepped forward to push her wheelchair away, leaving Ye Wenxin and Xiao Zhang standing there, staring at each other.

Both felt that this meeting was rather unexpected. After a moment, Xiao Zhang couldn’t help but start laughing.

“When Her Highness urgently recalled me, I thought something major had happened. I never imagined that the reason for my return would be you,” Xiao Zhang said with a teasing tone. Unlike the fully mature Jin Xiaoqin, Xiao Zhang was somewhere between a cool sister and a mature woman.

Ye Wenxin gave an awkward smile, unsure how to explain the recent events.

The only thing certain was that Long Qingyue had called Xiao Zhang back because she trusted her, and wanted Ye Wenxin to quench her lust with Xiao Zhang, instead of playing around with ghosts.

“So, how many days are you staying?” The more Ye Wenxin thought about it, the more awkward she felt. She had considered the potential candidates for the three peach blossoms, but never imagined that Long Qingyue’s good intentions might introduce a new possibility.

Xiao Zhang smiled and asked, “How many days would you like me to stay?”

Her expression carried a hint of flirtation, but she didn’t get too close, clearly still a bit uncomfortable with the sudden and forced meeting.

“Uh, I’m not sure,” Ye Wenxin replied awkwardly.

Seeing this, Xiao Zhang’s smile grew even brighter, and she then gestured toward the tent in front of them. “Aren’t you going to invite me in to sit?”

By this time, night had already fallen, and the meaning behind Xiao Zhang’s invitation was quite clear. Ye Wenxin thought for a moment and then said, “Come in, but let me make it clear—we’re not going to do anything.”

Xiao Zhang laughed even harder. “What are you even expecting? Wenxin, it’s only been a short while since we last saw each other, and your little brain is already filled with such strange thoughts.”

Ye Wenxin was speechless, but she couldn’t refute Xiao Zhang’s playful remark. Just as she was about to invite Xiao Zhang inside, she heard someone outside shout, “The people from Medicine King Valley have arrived!”

Ye Wenxin was stunned. In that instant, she thought of Ling Jue.

It had been almost half a year since the Immortal Sect Grand Tournament, and although Ye Wenxin had kept in touch with Ling Jue through letters, she hadn’t been very diligent in replying due to her busy schedule. After hearing that the people from Medicine King Valley had arrived, she thought she could see Ling Jue again.

She hesitated as she looked at Xiao Zhang, who seemed to sense Ye Wenxin’s thoughts. Xiao Zhang gently touched her back and said, “Go ahead. Perhaps your Big Brother Ling is here too.”

Ye Wenxin nodded and went outside. To her surprise, the leader of the group was not Ling Jue, but rather Ling Ba, the Valley Master of Medicine King Valley.

The other immortal sects had sent their disciples, but Medicine King Valley made a grand gesture, and the Valley Master himself had come into the field, astonishing Ye Wenxin.

Although Ye Wenxin had seen the Valley Master a few times, they had never spoken. Seeing that Ling Jue was not among them, she was about to turn away when she heard the Valley Master call out, “Does anyone know a Ye Wenxin, Miss Ye?”

The crowd didn’t understand why Ye Wenxin’s name had been frequently mentioned recently. Ye Wenxin, sensing something was amiss, was worried that the Valley Master had found out what she did with Ling Jue, and had come to punish her.

This thought filled her with dread.