CH 46

When Shen Wanqing set off to leave, the young couple, Jiang Shujun and Xu Ziyin were the ones who did not want to part with her the most.

The two took her hand and cried so much that there was snot. After crying, they secretly rubbed their tears on her clothes. Finally, they handed a big, bulging bag to her and watched the carriage leave while waving their handkerchiefs.

After Shen Wanqing got into the carriage, she opened the bag with great anticipation.

And the result- there was nothing useful in it. They were all Jiang Shujun’s novels and Xu Ziyin’s love poems There were even autographs carefully designed by the two of them on the cover.

Shen Wanqing went straight to flipping through the seventh volume of the book, “Me and My Benefactors,” and discovered that Jiang Shujun had already reached the part where she and Xie Wuyan had started their angsty relationship, and that she had to make a painful choice between her family’s fate and love every day, leading her to fall into depression.

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“…”

After reading it, Shen Wanqing felt like she was really going to be depressed.

However, she felt that Jiang Shujun was just writing for fun, so it probably wouldn’t cause any commotion.

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“Rv’p ps vswnbkdt. Rp ydusdl yp xshle yp R yx cu vbl pvsau clvolld Ykpp Fbld yde vbyv Zswdt Yypvla Dkl? Gb, R eked’v lmrlnv bla casvbla vs cl pwnb y rleydvkn rlapsd, bso ekpyrrskdvkdt!”

Fbld Eydikdt oyp prllnbzlpp, yde pbl oswze zssj yv Kk Wlknbld xydu eyup yqvla okvb twkzv kd bla lulp.

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Fbld Eydikdt clnyxl prllnbzlpp. Fbl vakle vs kxkvyvl Dkl Ewuyd yde cwad vblpl rytlp, cwv qswde vbyv pbl nswzed’v lhld nalyvl qkal.

Rd vbl lde, pbl wdelapvsse vbyv vblal oyp ds qwdnvksd sq elzlvkdt rspvp kd vbl prkakvwyz nwzvkhyvksd cssj, kv oyp pkxrzu vbl nypl vbyv Dkl Ewuyd bye qsanlqwzzu clnsxl y JBQ.

But people had to learn to be flexible.

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So on the same day, she secretly grabbed Xie Wuyan, then handed the spiritual cultivation book to him, and flew into a tantrum to beg him to delete the post.

Xie Wuyan: “…”

He was always used as a tool.

The direction that the jade was pointing to was not specific. After running around for a few days, no new clues had been found.

Ji Feichen once asked how he had gotten the spiritual cultivation book.

Xie Wuyan said very naturally: “I got it from Cultivator He, he used to be an inner disciple of the Heavenly Dao Palace.”

Ji Feichen was deeply convinced by his words.

But that night, Shen Wanqing saw a post on the gossip forum——

“It’s perverse! The Jinnan Auction House has lost everything from bloodshed, and countless rare and exotic treasures have been lost! The identity of the murderer is still unknown. Who could be so daring?!”

After seeing this, Shen Wanqing was very moved, so she diligently poured Xie Wuyan’s tea, and even shared half of her pastries with him.

Then, Xie Wuyan showed an expression that looked like he was on guard, looked her up and down for a long time, and then stretched out his hand: “Tell me, which pages do you want to burn?”

Shen Wanqing: “No, am I already so not innocent in your heart?”

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During this boring life where they would run around, Shen Wanqing would hold onto the spiritual cultivation book and study the spells very attentively.

But in fact, two-thirds of the time would be spent secretly reading the gossip forums. Every day, she would fight with those passionate little warriors who protected the Heavenly Dao Palace and cursed out the demon lord.

Then she would be caught red-handed by Xie Wuyan.

He would frown, his eyes sweeping past her passionate insults and unsightly remarks, raise his head, and then his gaze would slowly fall upon her face.

Shen Wanqing would stand there obediently as punishment, always feeling like she was dreaming back to the times when the head teacher of her high school would catch her swearing in class.

Xie Wuyan said, “So uninteresting.”

Then he would burn all the posts.

The next day—

[Has anyone noticed that many pages have inexplicably disappeared recently?]

The post was subsequently deleted.

On the fifth day, it rained heavily, and the air was filled with some kind of unpleasant smell.

Shen Wanqing and them settled down at an inn on the mountainside.

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On rainy days, the humidity would be strong; there would be an earthy, unpleasant smell even inside, making people feel sticky all over.

Not a lot of people would come to the mountainside, so there were not many people in the inn, and there were only one or two tables scattered around.

At this moment, she heard the orderly sound of hooves coming near that then stopped in front of the door.

Then, someone pushed the door open.

A man in luxurious robes, escorted by his servant, walked in.

The man’s cloak was partially soaked by the rain. She didn’t know if it was because of the influence of the rainy day, but his whole body carried a bit of dampness, and his aura seemed a little gloomier than that of ordinary people.

His back was straight, and there was no expression on his face. From top to bottom, he had an extraordinary disposition. Just from a glance, you could tell that he had some sort of identity.

And in terms of looks, he was also a cool guy.

And he belonged to the kind of cool guy that was more mature and stable.

Perhaps it was because she had stayed in the Full Moon Tower for too long, Shen Wanqing had already seen too many handsome guys, and being with that SSR-level1 faced Xie Wuyan every day, her standards began to increase gradually.

So this SR 2 level cool guy could no longer shake her heart.

But even so, it still did not prevent Shen Wanqing from peeking at this cool SR guy very intently.

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Because according to the protagonist’s effect, this kind of character that appeared inexplicably and did not look like a passersby would most likely become a supporting character.

“Young Marquis.” The servant who was close to him asked in a low voice, “The road is slippery on such a rainy day, how about staying here for one night?”

“It’s fine.” After the man finished speaking, he slowed down, tilted his head and lowered his voice, “The thing given by the Daoist Qingxu…”

“It’s all here, Marquis, don’t worry.”

[Villainess system:

Reminder, the important male side character Qin Zhihuan has appeared, please be careful, host, in preventing him from crossing the line with the heroine. ]

A woman’s sixth sense was so accurate.

As an angsty xuanhuan novel, although there were not as many male side characters compared to female side characters, in order to prove the charm of the heroine, after every ten thousand words, they would appear to create a crisis for the hero.

Qin Zhihuan, the young Marquis of Nanyi, held the script titled “The cold Marquis fell in love with me”.

He would be attacked by mountain bandits tonight, and by coincidence, Ji Feichen and Xie Wuyan would have left to discover clues about the Solitary Light Sword.

Feng Yaoqing would drag her injured body to rescue him, and finally cough up a mouthful of blood in front of him, but still smile and say, “It’s okay.”

In such a scene, Qin Zhihuan would feel his heart skip a beat, and be willing to go through fire and water for the sake of Feng Yaoqing. He would even provoke Ji Feichen many times, thus creating a gap in the relationship between the male and female protagonists.

Shen Wanqing understood now.

Qin Zhihuan could not be rescued by Feng Yaoqing.

But she didn’t really want to save him herself, because she discovered that all the supporting characters in this book were very fickle, they would like whoever saved them, and she didn’t want to cause trouble for herself.

What should she do this time?

At least this is a romance novel. No matter how fickle the supporting characters are, the novel can’t suddenly become danmei3, right?

So Shen Wanqing turned her head: “Big Brother Xie!”

Xie Wuyan: “Shut up.”

“Okay……”

Plan failed.

Shen Wanqing was a very careful person.

To prevent the heroine from saving him, the problem had to be solved fundamentally.

After careful consideration, Shen Wanqing drugged the tea, getting ready to drug her to sleep.

She came to the room with the tea, handed the teacup to Feng Yaoqing, and said very considerately, “Sister Feng, you have been running around too much these days, drink some hot tea.”

Feng Yaoqing was also very moved, she picked up the teacup and brought it close to her mouth.

Shen Wanqing revealed expectant eyes.

But, Feng Yaoqing didn’t drink it, she thought of something that made her put the tea cup down, sighed, and her tone was filled with emotion: “Looking at this cup of tea, I suddenly have mixed feelings. I used to misunderstand you so much, and my attitude towards you was also so cold. I’m really moved by your willingness to treat me so well now.”

Shen Wanqing: “That’s right, Sister Feng, let’s have some tea.”

“Thank you for worrying about me so much.” Feng Yaoqing looked at her with a gentle smile, “From tonight onwards, I will treat you like my own sister, if you have anything to say, you can tell me, if there’s anything you don’t understand in terms of spells, you can ask me too.”

Shen Wanqing: “Well said, so the tea…”

“Just thinking about how I almost hurt you because of my mistake, I can’t forgive myself at all.”

Shen Wanqing: “Yes, yes, then you can drink the tea…”

Feng Yaoqing’s eyes turned red, she not only didn’t drink the tea, but put down the teacup, wiped her tears and choked up: “I’m sorry Wanqing, you must not risk yourself for me in the future again, if you do that I will…”

Shen Wanqing was heartbroken.

Does this mean that no matter who, everyone becomes deeply emotional at night time?

But the plot did not wait for people.

Feng Yaoqing was still being emotional over here, and there was already a commotion outside, followed by screams and beatings.

The bandits probably had arrived.

The sound of footsteps was getting closer, and countless flame torches were shining upon the windows. The screams of terror and the sound of knives being drawn out of their scabbards was extremely clear.

“What’s the matter?” Feng Yaoqing frowned, “Wanqing, you stay in the room, I’ll see—”

However, as soon as she took a few steps, she was hit in the back of the neck by Shen Wanqing, and she lost consciousness, fainting.

Shen Wanqing hoo-ed and hah-ed while carrying Feng Yaoqing to the bed. She very kindly took off her shoes and covered the quilt for her, sat by the bed to read her spiritual cultivation book, and successfully found a spell that could blur her memory for a period of time.

After doing all of this, Shen Wanqing stood up contentedly and pushed open the door—

Unexpectedly, she was now face-to-face with the mountain bandit head who was holding Qin Zhihuan hostage.

Six eyes gazing at each other.

It was a little awkward.

Shen Wanqing thought for a while and said, “I’m sorry to disturb you.”

Then she took a step back, ready to go back into the room, shut the door and pretend nothing had happened.

But the bandit head didn’t give her this chance.

He laughed very arrogantly, and ordered his subordinates, “Come here! Take this young lady back to be my bandit wife!”

Shen Wanqing tried to reason with him: “…No, we just met, this behaviour constitutes human trafficking, it is very evil.”

But the bandit head was unreasonable and said with a laugh: “I am the king here, do I need to reason with you?”

His group of small followers swarmed up, reaching out their hands to pull Shen Wanqing’s arm with ingratiating smiles. They were even about to touch her face.

The bandit head was even more arrogant, holding Qin Zhihuan with one hand, and the other hand going towards her breasts.

Then Shen Wanqing started to throw hands.

After the sounds of screams going ‘Ah—’, the bandits were flicked out in an orderly line, slamming into the wall heavily. They then collapsed onto the ground, clutching onto their waists while rolling from side to side.

Shen Wanqing even specially pulled over the bandit head who had been flicked far away to give him some ideology counselling for a while, and then asked, “Are you going to talk reason?”

The bandit head felt that he was a dignified evil person, how could he submit so quickly, so he cursed her out: “F*ck you…”

How could Shen Wanqing, who always sought revenge, suffer such grievances?

Then the bandit head bounced around a dozen times in the small inn like a pinball, and then collapsed on the ground unconscious.

After doing all this, Shen Wanqing turned around contentedly, ready to go back to sleep.

Then she looked up and met Qin Zhihuan’s deep, soulful eyes.

Shen Wanqing fell into silence and explained: “The thing is, I didn’t want to save you, I was going to escape at first.”

Qin Zhihuan: “Thank you, young lady.”

Shen Wanqing: “…I’m telling the truth.”

“Well, I know.” Qin Zhihuan lowered his eyes, his eyes were full of tenderness and emotion, “Thank you, young lady, for being willing to protect my self-esteem like this.”

Shen Wanqing: “…” Ah, men are so troublesome! ! ! !

The author has something to say: Xie Wuyan returned to the inn and found that his cabbage had its leaves stolen4, he was so angry that he barked madly.