CH 48

Chapter 48: Shen Wanqing’s Wedding.

Ji Feichen’s expression became serious: “But have you noticed that the Yin energy on Young Marquis Qin’s body is very heavy?”

Feng Yaoqing agreed: “Yes, I also noticed earlier. He carries many high-quality protective charms, and some of them have already shown signs of cracking. It seems he has encountered some very difficult trouble.”

Ji Feichen pondered for a moment and took out the jade from his treasure bag.

The jade shone and gathered into a golden light, but it did not point in any direction, just circling around the room.

“Indeed, the jade does indicate that the location is here, but we didn’t find any clues related to the Solitary Light Sword just now,” Ji Feichen put away the jade and looked towards the direction where Qin Zhihuan had left with a serious expression, “It seems he must know something.”

“The Solitary Light Sword disappeared more than a hundred years ago,” Feng Yaoqing shook her head, “How could Young Marquis Qin, an ordinary mortal, know anything about it?” She even mentioned Shen Wanqing next to her, “Wanqing, what do you think? Did you notice anything unusual when you were with Young Marquis Qin earlier?”

“I did hear some of his subordinates mention a few things,” Shen Wanqing recalled and said, “They say that this Young Marquis seems to be very unlucky on a daily basis, and he always behaves strangely at night.”

Ji Feichen nodded, “It seems we can only start investigating from him.”

. . . . .

The downpour had just stopped, and everything was damp with a muddy smell in the air.

Shen Wanqing didn’t find Xie Wuyan in the room but instead found Xuanniao, who flew over and pecked at her hair in anger.

There is no other reason.

When Xie Wuyan is in a bad mood, he would want to find something to kill.

But in this deserted wilderness, there are no ghosts or monsters, and Shen Wanqing won’t allow him to kill people. So he can only release Xuanniao and pluck its tail feathers.

Xuanniao was inexplicably poured out of the ring and a bunch of feathers were plucked out before it even woke up. It was angry but dared not say anything. However, anyone could guess which audacious person had provoked its boss.

So Xuanniao, who bullies the weak and fears the strong, came to settle the score with Shen Wanqing, and in an agitated mood, it bit off several strands of her hair.

“You seductive vixen who brings calamity to men! Who allowed you to be so audacious and disrespectful towards my master?! ” Xuanniao shouted until it began to cry, “Do you know how long it took me to grow the feathers on my tail a little bit? They finally started to change color from light gray to black! Give me back my feathers!”

Although Shen Wanqing had a strand of hair plucked out by it, she kindly refrained from arguing with it.

She could tell that Xie Wuyan’s mood was very unstable just by looking at Xuanniao’s miserable appearance.

With a “Who else but me?” attitude, Shen Wanqing decided to go coax the big devil king.

However, Xie Wuyan is not easy to find because he is very powerful, and his aura cannot be detected by tracking techniques.

Shen Wanqing searched the entire inn, even flipping over the water tank and stove in the backyard, but she couldn’t find Xie Wuyan anywhere.

Finally, she hesitated in front of the men’s restroom for a long time, and then made up her mind to sacrifice herself for the peace of the world. She put on a brave face and prepared to go in.

Then, she heard Xie Wuyan’s voice behind her, with a touch of disdain, “I’m not in there.”

Shen Wanqing turned around in surprise and found Xie Wuyan sitting on a tree, with one hand resting on his knee, looking at her as if she were mentally retarded.

He laughed at her, “Are you looking for places where people can stay?”

Shen Wanqing replied, “Because I thought you were different from others.”

Xie Wuyan asked, “Should I also praise you?”

Shen Wanqing answered, “Yeah.”

Then Xie Wuyan fell silent.

The two of them stared at each other.

One person is sitting, while the other is standing on tiptoe, looking up to see the person covered by tree branches.

Shen Wanqing felt a sore neck, and the tree was unusually high.

But after waiting for a while, Xie Wuyan showed no intention of coming down.

Fine.

If you want to coax someone, you have to be sincere.

But Xie Wuyan really picked the tallest tree and sat on the highest branch.

Shen Wanqing thought about her highest flying record and decided to challenge herself.

She stepped firmly on her sword, took off smoothly, and then gradually rose.

Xie Wuyan changed to a comfortable position and leaned back, watching her.

Perhaps it was the psychological shadow of not stepping firmly and falling before, but as the flying sword gradually ascended, Shen Wanqing noticeably slowed down.

However, even so, she found that she and Xie Wuyan were always a little bit apart and couldn’t reach each other.

It’s strange.

She decided to increase her speed.

But she still couldn’t reach him.

So she bounced up and down in front of Xie Wuyan like a groundhog, her head occasionally popping up and quickly lowering again.

Something’s not right.

Shen Wanqing looked down.

Surprise! When did this tree grow so tall!

The instigator laughed wildly, “Isn’t it flying pretty high?”

Shen Wanqing immediately pretended to be aggrieved, “You’re bullying me.”

Xie Wuyan: “Yeah.”

Grass.

Shen Wanqing stopped pretending anymore.

She felt that if she continued like this, Xie Wuyan would be able to confront her all night long, and if the tree continued to grow like this, it would definitely attract a crowd of onlookers.

So Shen Wanqing decided to surprise him by jumping onto a branch, catching Xie Wuyan off guard.

And then she jumped.

Before she could even scream, Xie Wuyan grabbed her arm and pulled her forward, causing her to fall on top of him in a very ambiguous position.

Xie Wuyan asked, “What, are you trying to commit suicide?”

Shen Wanqing sat up and didn’t move, looking into his eyes.

Xie Wuyan just looked back at her.

The two of them didn’t stay quiet for too long. The next second, Shen Wanqing smiled and raised her eyes, saying, “Let me make you happy.”

Xie Wuyan was a little stunned, silent for a long time. Then, without saying a word, he reached out and pushed her shoulder, pushing her away a bit. But he didn’t let go of her hand immediately. After a moment’s pause, he pulled her to switch places with him, so that she leaned against the tree trunk while he sat down next to her.

He curled up the corners of his lips, seeming to sneer lightly, then said in a light tone, “I’m not angry.”

Shen Wanqing: If you’re not angry, then why did you pluck Xuanniao’s feathers?

But she didn’t dare to expose the Demon Lord’s little tsundere behavior. She just nodded along with his words and said softly, “I wasn’t protecting Qin Zhihuan.”

Xie Wuyan: “Oh.”

“I think Qin Zhihuan is just an ordinary person,” Shen Wanqing began to use sweet words, every word full of emotion, “Not only that, but he also knows no magic spells, and can’t even beat Xuanniao! And you, Brother Xie, who are so powerful and unmatched in the world, how can you lower yourself to fight with such an ordinary person! I won’t allow the esteemed Brother Xie to to be wronged.”

At night, with some humidity in the air, the leaves were still a little damp, and some water droplets fell off the tips of the leaves and moistened Shen Wanqing’s shoulders.

Beside her, Xie Wuyan laughed.

He propped himself up against the tree trunk, tilted his head back slightly, and laughed so much that his shoulders were trembling.

Shen Wanqing turned to look at him.

When she first met Xie Wuyan, she never thought that one day she would be in such a scene, interacting with him so naturally and calmly.

She found that she was not as afraid of him as she had imagined, and she didn’t know when it started.

It’s as if in her eyes, he were never a villain who would destroy the world, but just an ordinary person like everyone else, with his own emotions.

“Are you not angry at me anymore?” Shen Wanqing leaned closer to him and asked cautiously.

There was a faint smile in Xie Wuyan’s eyes.

He looked up and glanced at the dark moon above his head, then closed his eyes and opened them again.

Forget it.

When he faced her, he always found himself more reluctant than he had imagined.

Xie Wuyan said, “I’m not angry.”

Shen Wanqing knew this time he was telling the truth.

She quietly approached him again, and then handed him the hand that she had been holding tightly since earlier.

Xie Wuyan glanced at her and asked, “What is it?”

“Hair,” Shen Wanqing opened her hand, revealing a small clump of hair.

She sniffled and began to act like a complaining wife, saying, “I counted them, there are exactly seventeen! Xuanniao pulled them out just now, it hurt so much.”

Xie Wuyan: “…”

This may be the “an eye for an eye” principle in action.

So, half an hour later, Xie Wuyan plucked a feather from Xuanniao, who was now painfully rubbing its butt, without knowing which step had gone wrong.

. . . . .

Shen Wanqing had never seen someone as unlucky as Qin Zhihuan.

While going up the mountain to burn incense, they encountered a storm and had to stay at an inn, where they were robbed by bandits. The next day, their carriage almost fell off a cliff due to being spooked by something, and after being pulled up in a panic, Qin Zhihuan hit his head on a rock and fell unconscious. When he woke up that night, he found that his wound had become infected and he had a high fever that wouldn’t subside.

After a lot of effort, the group of people finally managed to drag this disabled person up to the temple.

This temple is located in a very remote location and there are no worshippers here on ordinary days. The only ones in the temple are Master Yici and his young disciple who are guarding it.

According to reason, Qin Zhihuan must have had some compelling reason to come all the way here.

However, Master Yici has no reputation in the martial arts world and his abilities don’t seem particularly strong. In addition, the temple is very simple, and the surrounding Yin energy is heavy, so it doesn’t seem like a place where a hermit would reside.

“Excuse me for being presumptuous, but may I ask why your Young Marquis came all the way here?” Feng Yaoqing asked the attendant beside Qin Zhihuan, inquiring about the news.

The attendant shook his head, seemingly puzzled. After thinking for a while, he cautiously said, “Perhaps it has to do with the dreams that Young Marquis has been having every night. But previously, the master at home said that Young Marquis’ constitution is prone to attracting ghosts, and he might have been cursed by someone. Lately, Young Marquis has been plagued by strange dreams and decided to come here one day. I don’t know much about the specifics.”

After inquiring from various sources, it was discovered that Qin Zhihuan hardly revealed anything to his attendants.

Everyone only knew that their Young Marquis was prone to attracting ghosts due to his constitution and had bad luck most of the time, but they didn’t know much else.

Originally, Master Yici planned to directly ask Qin Zhihuan after he woke up, but he didn’t expect him to have been unconscious since arriving at this temple. It was just a normal fever, and it should have been easily treated with folk remedies and medical care, but he has been in a coma for two consecutive days.

After observing for a while, Master Yici furrowed his brow and said, “He most likely encountered something unclean and his consciousness is trapped in a dream. If he is not awakened in time, he may become lost.”

So that night, the group prepared to use the dream-entry technique to explore the situation. They planned to leave Feng Yaoqing, who was the only one with medical knowledge, outside to keep watch and have Shen Wanqing take care of things outside.

However, it was clear that Xie Wuyan was not very interested in saving Qin Zhihuan and had a very unenthusiastic attitude, possibly even worsen the situation.

Shen Wanqing felt that if she didn’t indulge Xie Wuyan, he might just casually kill someone in his dream, since it would be difficult to catch him and have evidence against him.

So she volunteered to go along.

She thought it was just a matter of waking someone up in someone else’s dream, and that nothing unexpected would happen easily.

As a result, as soon as she entered, she saw a sea of red, very festive.

Looking up, there was a bed with a “double happiness” character on the headboard.

Shen Wanqing fell silent for a moment, feeling that something was wrong.

She felt like she had only known Qin Zhihuan for a few days, and couldn’t possibly dream of marrying her.

Then the next second, she saw herself wearing a colorful feather dress and a golden crown, walking in from outside the house, and sitting down on the wedding bed right in front of Ji Feichen, Xie Wuyan, and herself.

Goodness, it really can happen.

. . . . .

Author’s note:

Xie Wuyan: I hate this particular arc.