Chapter 415: Long Qingyue’s Script in Motion (3^rd Update)

The more Xiao Zhang listened, the more apprehensive she felt. She had initially been bound for death, but thanks to Ye Wenxin, she was still alive. She had already come to terms with life and death, but because of Ye Wenxin, she didn’t want to leave this world so soon.

During the meal, Xiao Zhang ate absentmindedly. The others were also curious about what Ye Wenxin had meant by her earlier statement. Even after finishing their meal, no one moved to leave; they were all waiting for Ye Wenxin to deliver a potential death notice.

Ye Wenxin became increasingly embarrassed. Initially, she had just wanted to tease Xiao Zhang, but seeing everyone’s reactions, she realized she might have gone too far. She pulled Xiao Zhang aside and whispered, “It’s not a physical ailment; it’s more of a psychological one.”

Xiao Zhang was even more confused. She felt perfectly fine and didn’t notice anything unusual about herself. Ye Wenxin had no choice but to continue her nonsense with a serious face.

“Xiao Zhang, have you been feeling a bit… thirsty, lately?”

Xiao Zhang was baffled. “Since reaching the Nascent Soul stage, I no longer need to eat or drink. Why would I feel thirsty?”

“It’s not that kind of thirst,” Ye Wenxin replied, clapping her hands together as she tried to tactfully convey her meaning.

Finally, Xiao Zhang understood what Ye Wenxin was implying and couldn’t help but glare at her. “Isn’t that your fault? I’ve been waiting for you for so long, yet you haven’t shown any interest, so of course I had to endure,” Xiao Zhang vented her grievances.

Having grown up in the Secret Guard’s environment, she was especially skilled at self-control and patience. Since Ye Wenxin wasn’t willing, Xiao Zhang would never take a single step beyond what was appropriate, nor would she do anything to appease herself.

Xiao Zhang was the complete opposite of Jin Xiaoqin. She was overly considerate and too focused on others, losing sight of herself in the process. Ye Wenxin hadn’t intended to bring up these matters. She only felt that Xiao Zhang was bottling up too many things, causing an excess of internal energy. She didn’t expect Xiao Zhang to turn the conversation in this direction.

Given her current progress with Xiao Zhang, Ye Wenxin felt that no matter what she did with her, it wouldn’t be an issue. However, with Long Qingyue still in the picture, Ye Wenxin ultimately decided to prioritize Long Qingyue.

For some reason, she didn’t want Long Qingyue to witness this side of her. Ye Wenxin pursed her lips, hoping someone would break the silence. However, the others assumed from Xiao Zhang’s serious expression that her corpse poison had indeed worsened, so they didn’t dare approach or interrupt.

Ye Wenxin sensed that things were not looking good and was contemplating how to smooth things over, when she saw one of the Mo Clan Stronghold subordinates hurrying over. Ye Wenxin quickly approached and asked, “Did you find something?”

The young woman seemed a bit dazed as Ye Wenxin grabbed her, but she quickly regained her composure and addressed the leaders nearby, “Leaders, that person… has come on his own…”

Ye Wenxin simply didn’t dare believe her own ears, while the others were equally stunned. The subordinate led them out, and they indeed saw someone standing in the hall. He had his back to everyone, but his silhouette was enough to make a strong impression.

Ye Wenxin rarely encountered exceptionally handsome men in this world, so she was quite intrigued by Mo Niancheng, who was supposedly infatuated with Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng. The other women, as if swept up in the tension of the moment, began to straighten their hair, afraid of appearing unkempt in front of this unrivaled man who could even captivate the Jiangshi King.

Standing at the front, Ye Wenxin glanced at the clan leaders, who all wore expressions of maidens yearning for love, and had no choice but to clear her throat to draw Mo Niancheng’s attention.

When Mo Niancheng turned around, his appearance struck even Ye Wenxin.

Mo Niancheng had a fair complexion but exuded a robust masculinity. There was an enigmatic aura about him. When he smiled gently at everyone, it immediately captivated them.

It seemed to be some kind of glamour spell, and if Ye Wenxin was an ordinary girl, she would surely be head over heels over Mo Niancheng. However, that wasn’t the case, so she quickly regained her composure and greeted Mo Niancheng.

Mo Niancheng spoke, “I heard someone was looking for me, so here I am.”

His voice was incredibly melodious, with a magnetic quality that was akin to the sounds of nature. The more Ye Wenxin looked at him, the more she felt that this man was too perfect to be real. An unrivaled nobleman of this caliber would surely be of great interest to Long Qingyue.

Ye Wenxin was puzzled as to why, after seeing such a handsome man, she thought of Long Qingyue. After greeting Mo Niancheng, she instinctively began to probe his aura. What she saw behind him was a domineering blood-red lion.

The auras in this world came in myriad forms, and none were the same. Ye Wenxin immediately discerned from the blood-red lion alone, Mo Niancheng’s true identity.

He was not Mo Niancheng, but Long Qingyue.

Her best friend had come up with a new script to make her fall into a trap.

Inwardly, Ye Wenxin was smiling wryly, yet composedly engaged in polite conversation with Long Qingyue. The two were pitting their own acting skills against each other, while they each knew the other’s true identities, and the first to break character would be eliminated from the role-playing game.

“A stranger as precious as jade; a nobleman unrivaled. I once thought Ling Jue was the number one nobleman, but now that I see Lord Mo, I truly feel that even the best is not that big of a deal,” Ye Wenxin flattered, unable to deny that Long Qingyue’s disguise was too perfect.

However, she was also curious about how Long Qingyue came up with the idea to disguise herself as Mo Niancheng, just like Xiao Zhang. Or perhaps, the so-called husband of the Jiangshi King was actually a mess Long Qingyue had left behind, and because she found it troublesome, she foisted it onto the unfortunate and helpless Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng.

If it was the latter, Ye Wenxin felt she might not be able to resist doing something wicked to teach Long Qingyue a lesson for her antics.

“You flatter me, miss. I’m just an ordinary scholar; how could I possibly compare to the Peerless Gentleman?” Long Qingyue responded modestly, clearly pleased with her own acting skills. She still stood there with an elegant smile, yet her posture and vibe were still distinctly Long Qingyue’s.

Everyone knew that Long Qingyue was a cripple and would never expect her to stand up. The profoundness of this situation perplexed Ye Wenxin, but since Long Qingyue was continuing to play along, she decided to engage in this acting competition herself, with both of them aware of each other’s true identities.

“This is Xiao Zhang. Xiao Zhang…” Surprisingly, Xiao Zhang was also caught in Long Qingyue’s glamour, and seemed to be unusually lost in thought. At Ye Wenxin’s call, Xiao Zhang came back to her senses and awkwardly apologized to Ye Wenxin.

“I’m sorry, I wasn’t looking at him; I was just looking at his…”

Ye Wenxin, however, was not concerned at all, and had already begun to consider the main subject of the script that Long Qingyue had crafted.

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Author: What do you all think the main subject is?