Chapter 981: [2] Don't Try to Guess Yue'er's Thoughts
Ye Wenxin floated in the air for a moment before returning to her body.
"Ouch... it hurts this much," she exclaimed upon feeling the bone-aching pain in her arm after re-entering her body.
Meanwhile, Long Qingyue, using some unknown method, had already given Ghost Mother a beating and leisurely returned to her own body, looking at Ye Wenxin with an innocent expression.
"Yue'er, be honest. Did you conduct some experiment with my body? Don't worry, I won't hit you, I couldn't bear to. Just tell me why my body is acting so strangely." Seeing Long Qingyue's nonchalant demeanor, Ye Wenxin felt something was off.
After all, given the opportunity, Long Qingyue might whimsically decide to conquer a dynasty, or just as whimsically perform some crazy experiment on Ye Wenxin's body.
"Do I seem like that kind of person?"
Long Qingyue smiled ambiguously, not intending to confess her actions. Ye Wenxin knew it would be nearly impossible to extract the truth from her.
But now that the Ice Body constitution was gone, it meant her mobility was completely unrestricted. Ye Wenxin's body trembled, not with excitement, but fear.
If people found out she could move freely, who knew what kind of retaliation might follow? Ye Wenxin worried more about this, while Long Qingyue had already taken her right hand.
"It's starting to heal."
"What's healing?"
Ye Wenxin looked puzzled at the hand Long Qingyue held. Her arm was healing visibly, merging with her body seamlessly, as if the previous rejection had been an illusion.
"It seems your body chooses its soul," Long Qingyue concluded, realizing Ye Wenxin's body held many secrets, ones she couldn't uncover.
But one thing was certain: if anyone could wield this body, it would be Ye Wenxin.
"Of course, it's my body. If I'm not suited for it, who is?" Ye Wenxin picked up on the hint, once again thinking of the Peach Blossom Immortal.
Upon reflection, it seemed her connection to the Peach Blossom Immortal was largely due to her body. But no matter what, Ye Wenxin wouldn't give up her body. She was its only master, and if anyone were to submit, it would be the Peach Blossom Immortal to her.
Murderous intent flared, and Long Qingyue gently smoothed Ye Wenxin's furrowed brow, smiling, "You're angry."
"Just suddenly felt like killing someone."
Ye Wenxin admitted her unease, always fearing the Peach Blossom Immortal was a master seductress, irresistible even to Long Qingyue.
Long Qingyue chuckled softly, playing with Ye Wenxin's hair in a low, gentle voice, "They've arrived."
Ye Wenxin nearly jumped up, but Long Qingyue held her down.
"Interestingly, they didn't enter the city quietly, as if they don't regard me, the princess, at all." Long Qingyue laughed, though her smile was cold.
