Chapter 422: Ye Wenxin, Without Boundaries

Despite saying that, Long Qingyue’s fastidious nature still showed. They were close, but there was still a certain distance between them. Ye Wenxin felt that Long Qingyue would never make any sacrifices that would compromise her act. Yet, she found this version of Long Qingyue quite amusing.

Her best friend had been pulled down from her pedestal, and appeared before her in the most humble form. She might have changed her face, but her essence remained unchanged.

Ye Wenxin couldn’t help but laugh softly. She curled her lips, and Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng’s charm emerged naturally. Ye Wenxin wasn’t skilled at seduction; all her actions and expressions were natural, oozing with an innate, devilish allure.

This appearance could drive anyone who saw it mad, like a poppy—intensely toxic yet irresistibly addictive. Her smile made her even more enthralling, and with this image of her clearly reflected in Long Qingyue’s eyes, she spoke: “Indeed, for the greater good, what does this small sacrifice matter?”

Ye Wenxin was confident that Long Qingyue wouldn’t dare play with fire. As a creator, Long Qingyue would never desecrate her own script, nor would she bring her own emotions and world into it.

Ye Wenxin’s red lips drew closer, and, as expected, Long Qingyue turned her head aside, her brows slightly furrowed. She looked at Ye Wenxin, the friend she had known for decades, but at this moment, she found it harder to understand why Ye Wenxin’s standards had become so low and cheap.

“Miss, there’s no need for the act to be this real,” Long Qingyue replied politely, still smiling with elegance and composure. She seemed unaffected, merely increasing the distance between herself and Ye Wenxin.

Ye Wenxin laughed joyfully, finding it very amusing to see Long Qingyue so shaken. However, their closeness didn’t seem to have much effect. The Jiangshi King who was supposed to appear never showed up.

As night fell, Ye Wenxin wandered through the stronghold, still in Gu Qingcheng’s form. It was the first time she felt so relaxed in this form. Everyone treated her without any prejudice, like an ordinary member of the group, not the real Gu Qingcheng.

Ye Wenxin also spent more time with Long Qingyue, tied together to serve as bait for the big fish. Unfortunately, the Jiangshi King seemed to have sensed what was going on and, after a day had passed, still refused to appear.

Ye Wenxin secretly felt puzzled, but she was also quite happy to have the rare opportunity to spend so much time alone with Long Qingyue. The two continued to showcase their acting skills, discussing the current situation and prospects, and talking about beautiful landscapes.

Those were places Ye Wenxin had visited, and Long Qingyue listened with rapt interest. It was clear that, after becoming the Golden Age Dynasty’s Eldest Prince, she no longer had the freedom she once enjoyed.

Hearing Ye Wenxin recount these stories, Long Qingyue was deeply moved, yet she still wore a smile.

“You remind me a lot of my friend, Lord Mo.” Ye Wenxin proactively mentioned Long Qingyue. Long Qingyue smiled and responded, “Oh, what kind of friend is that?”

Ye Wenxin described her feelings about Long Qingyue, saying, “Intelligent and capable…but something has happened recently that has caused some distance between the two of us.” Ye Wenxin pretended to be sentimental, trying to convey her true thoughts to Long Qingyue.

Even though Long Qingyue was indeed somewhat domineering, she could still pick up on what was being said. As long as Long Qingyue didn’t continue to search through her memories, Ye Wenxin felt that they could still be the same as before.

But if Long Qingyue insisted on doing so, Ye Wenxin would show her the memories. Yet, that would be the end of their relationship, and they would become strangers from then on.

Thinking of Long Qingyue’s scheming and plotting, Ye Wenxin really didn’t want to end up in this most dangerous of relationships with her. Ye Wenxin held respect for Long Qingyue, but her fear of their balance falling apart trumped that.

“I see,” Long Qingyue responded, without revealing her own stance. She merely listened to Ye Wenxin’s explanation, occasionally smiling, occasionally sipping tea, while the two of them were sitting in the room at midnight.

The two of them chatted sporadically, discussing topics that were clearly mundane, yet somehow they managed to keep the conversation going for a long time.

The Secret Guards began their shift change, constantly ensuring the two women’s safety. Xiao Zhang, disguised as Ye Wenxin, appeared and hinted that they should make their act more suggestive. This request was quite challenging for both of them. They looked at each other, like two rookies who didn’t know how to escalate the ambiguity without actually touching each other.

Xiao Zhang quickly left after conveying this message, but the two could only continue drinking tea. Long Qingyue seemed to find this method of waiting around to be incredibly dull and said to Ye Wenxin, who was beside her, “Qingcheng, let’s continue to walk around outside.”

In the dead of night, Ye Wenxin nodded and followed Long Qingyue outside. They walked in circles around the area, but the Jiangshi King showed no signs of appearing. Instead, they encountered Mo Rou.

She was wearing a thin, comfortable outfit and had a somewhat dazed expression, as if she had just been on her way to the privy. The moment Ye Wenxin saw Mo Rou, she couldn’t resist the urge to tease her. As soon as Mo Rou noticed Ye Wenxin approaching, she tried to run away, but Ye Wenxin caught her and pulled her into an embrace, feeling her up a bit.

Mo Rou’s face immediately flushed up to her ears, and she helplessly turned to Long Qingyue for help. Long Qingyue really didn’t understand why Ye Wenxin liked Mo Rou so much. Seeing that Mo Rou seemed unwilling to hug Ye Wenxin, Long Qingyue reached out and pulled her away, holding her in her own embrace instead.

The happiness of moving from hell to heaven almost made Mo Rou burst into tears of joy. She was so overwhelmed that she didn’t even know what to say, feeling dizzy from the hug.

Ye Wenxin, watching this, was quite dissatisfied and tried to pull Mo Rou away again. However, Mo Rou refused to leave, clinging to Long Qingyue as if she had found a source of emotional support.

A stick of incense’s worth of time had passed before the struggle between the two of them finally ended with Mo Rou’s escape. Ye Wenxin watched her fleeing figure, a bright smile still lighting up her eyes.

Long Qingyue was also watching the departing figure when she heard Ye Wenxin say, “Did you notice?”

Long Qingyue nodded, “There is indeed a somewhat familiar feeling.”

At this answer, Wenxin continued to ask, “Then can you be sure it’s the Jiangshi King?”

Long Qingyue, who could read minds, maintained her enigmatic demeanor and continued, “I don’t know. After all, this is a matter for you cultivators.”

Ye Wenxin also smiled, as if she had already found the correct answer from Long Qingyue’s words.

The reason the Jiangshi King hadn’t appeared wasn’t because she was too clever, but because she was right next to them, aware of all their actions. In conclusion, the Jiangshi King might have disguised herself as Mo Rou to observe the situation.