Jiang Si was waiting for Zheng Weiqi to arrive. She had invested money in rebuilding Jialan, and by the end of the year, she should come to collect her share of the profits. Last time in Luancheng, the Xuanxu Sword Sect witnessed his embarrassing appearance, which angered Jiang Si to the point of having a heart attack. He lay in bed at home for three days and three nights in a gloomy mood. Thinking of that untouchable memory, a hint of fierce and cold light flashed in the dark phoenix eyes of the man. This time they meet, he must show his best, let Zheng Weiqi see what the courage of the young master of Jialan City is like! The bamboo trees near Jialan City are surrounded, and the dense trees block the sun, making it unsuitable for flying with a sword. Therefore, when Zheng Weiqi arrived, she rented a carriage in a nearby town. This is not like her usual habit. According to Jiang Si's understanding of Zheng Weiqi, she should be more willing to walk. Jialan is low-lying, connected to the jungle by a long step, and the carriage cannot go down the long step, so it can only stop far away. Jiang Si looked into the distance and saw Zheng Weiqi jump out of the carriage first. She moved lightly, carrying the unique heroic and comfortable demeanor of a sword cultivator. After landing, she raised her chin and looked back. She might have said something, but Jiang Si couldn't hear clearly, he only saw the curtain of the carriage move slightly, and a low, dwarfish creature with snow-white fur all over leaped out from it. Bigger than a cat, fatter than a snow leopard, although he couldn't see it clearly, he realized it clearly in his heart, a smile appeared on his lips: "Oh, you even brought a dog to see me on purpose? Woman, there's no need to show your love, I'm not interested in animals." --But come to think of it, does Zheng Weiqi like dogs? Then maybe he can consider giving her a few... What breed should he choose to appear understatedly luxurious yet profound? Zheng Weiqi didn't speak, staring at him in horror. The dog also remained silent, staring at him motionlessly. In the extremely awkward silence, Jiang Si saw it grow bigger and taller, until it slowly and stiffly stood up-- it turned out that it was not a dog, but a person with white hair wearing a white mink coat, who was now bowing out of the carriage! No wonder she took a carriage today, it was because she was accompanied by an elderly person. Acting so improperly in front of Zheng Weiqi's grandfather, Jiang Si panicked, completely panicked. Jiang Si put aside the little domineering air he had left, hastily said, "So it's Grandpa Zheng, it's too far, my eyes are not good, I'm disrespectful!" The white-haired old man still didn't speak. Despite being the newly appointed lord of Luancheng, Qiu Baishuang went to discuss the cooperation between the two cities with Jiang Si's father. Zheng Weiqi laughed until her stomach hurt, walking around the city with him, she couldn't help but ask with amusement, "What's wrong with you, Jiang Si? Other people's white hair is all elegant, how come yours becomes like a grandma or grandpa or big dog here?" Jiang Si responded with a cold chuckle. Jiang Si: "Are you close with your cousin?" Zheng Weiqi swallowed a candied fruit on a stick, squinted at him: "Oh, what's wrong? Did I upset you?" "Don't try to provoke me." Jiang Si dryly laughed twice: "Why would I be upset! I'm very happy, I can still laugh, haha! But, speaking of my cousin." Zheng Weiqi stared at him with a smile that wasn't a smile, suddenly sighed, adding a few traces of melancholy in her words: "It's unforgettable. When I was a child, my family was poor and couldn't afford to eat. Occasionally I could get a steamed bun, but my cousin took them all." Jiang Si had never heard of such a thing, immediately indignant, frowning: "That jerk! You still have contact with him, I'll go kick Qiu Baishuang out of Jialan!" Zheng Weiqi narrowed her eyes, continued calmly: "He always took away my steamed buns, handed me a bowl of steaming rice, saying that girls shouldn't eat too little. Even if he himself went hungry, he wanted to raise me well." Jiang Si shuddered suddenly, trying to appease with trembling: "Kick him out of Jialan, then invite him to the best restaurant in the cultivator world for a good meal, and from now on, Qiu Baishuang will be my half-brother." Before he could finish speaking, Zheng Weiqi suddenly changed her expression: "I never expected that there was a sedative in that meal. After I ate it, I woke up and found myself sold to a coal mine as a child laborer!" Jiang Si's eyes reddened, turning into an angry beast: "Qiu Baishuang surely didn't expect that the poison I put in his meal would kill him! Ah—" He said with sincere emotions, abandoning his dignity and gasping for breath, Zheng Weiqi finally couldn't help but burst into laughter: "I was just kidding, I was born in a family of cultivators, I haven't suffered, my cousin is also very nice, he has never bullied me." She really enjoyed teasing Jiang Si. He looked serious and imposing, but in reality, his mind was not very sharp, always being teased by her words, which was really enjoyable. She thought Jiang Si would get angry as usual. --Even if he got angry, it didn't matter, a stick of candied fruit could easily cheer him up. After a strange silence, Jiang Si just sighed lightly. His eye sockets were deep, and the thin layer of shadow cast by his eyelashes on his pupils carried a hint of helplessness as he looked at her. His tone was more like the joy of surviving a disaster: "That's good... you scared me." In front of her, Jiang Si rarely had such a serious moment. Zheng Weiqi suddenly couldn't laugh, feeling her ears getting hot. "Hey." Zheng Weiqi took out the candy she had prepared long ago to comfort him, and without saying anything, she stuffed it into his palm: "Here you go." Jiang Si arrogantly hummed and without hesitation, put the candy into his mouth: "Woman, you may act careless, but your body is honest." "Oh?" Zheng Weiqi hugged herself calmly, raised her head to meet his gaze: "How is my body honest?"
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She heard such words, shouldn't she be "blushing cheeks, eyes shining"? Who would respond back like that? What kind of brain does this woman have?
Jiang Si was unwilling to be outdone by her, and with a stiff neck, he replied, "You buy me candy, you treat me well, and you are cold to others, isn't that— isn't that falling in love with me?"
As soon as the words came out, it left himself dumbfounded.
It was one thing to habitually speak in a domineering manner, but facing her seriously, that was another matter altogether.
Was this considered "falling in love with him" for Zheng Weiqi? And what about him? The two of them—
"Oh, what's happening, blushing, huh?"
Zheng Weiqi successfully countered back, clicking her tongue and shaking her head, "Jiang Si, the young city lord, acts so indifferent, but his body is quite honest."
—Damn it! This woman is playing him again!
[2]
This year, the first snow at the Wanjian Sect came later than usual.
Xu Ye looked up at the falling snowflakes in the sky, unable to suppress the bitterness in his heart, and he leaned on the table, letting out a long sigh.
The exchange conference between the Wanjian Sect and the Xuanxu Sword Sect had ended for several days, but his tragic nightmare did not stop—
When the Star-Elder said "stir-frying human heads" in front of everyone, his heart broke, his love shattered, Xu Ye's soul vanished, and all the sounds in the world became quiet.
"There are distractions in the recipe."
At that moment, the Elder Jinghe gradually sharpened her gaze, concentrated her consciousness on the knife marks crisscrossing the wooden board, and easily identified the concealed technique.
She paused, slightly puzzled, and furrowed her brows: "This spiritual power... belongs to Qinghan?"
Due to Xu Ye's insufficient cultivation and shallow understanding of the distraction technique, the tricks in the recipe were done by him through Qinghan's help.
As a man of great character, how could he let his senior sister take the blame for him!
