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Yao Yin sat by the river in front of the Lotus Palace, looking around in a daze. How she got here, and how she was supposed to go back, had all become a huge, lingering mystery.
Just then, under the dim light, a shadow suddenly appeared on the grass. From its form, it seemed to be a child.
Yao Yin sniffed, and smiled: “Am I hallucinating again?”
Even if it was a hallucination, that would be fine... Yao Yin felt comforted; at least she wasn’t alone now. She struggled to sit up, turned her head, but her smile froze on her face.
“A-Yan...” Yao Yin’s tears welled up uncontrollably, “Are you really A-Yan?!”
Yun Yan stood there and nodded.
“Where did you go? Do you know how worried I was about you!” Yao Yin completely forgot the pain in her body, struggled to stand up, and rushed forward to embrace him.
“I missed you so much...” Yao Yin said, suddenly bursting into tears. All her grievances exploded at this moment.
Yun Yan froze, frowning deeply, his hands unsure where to place them. He lifted his hands several times, then put them down again.
“It’s great to see you’re alright.” Just as Yun Yan was at a loss, Yao Yin experienced immense joy and sorrow in a short span, leading to physical exhaustion and unconsciousness... She softly collapsed onto Yun Yan, who, however, looked relieved and carefully laid her flat on the grass.
“Take her back to the palace,” Yun Yan whispered. The next moment, a ferocious beast, resembling a Scarlet Cloud Beast with a menacing aura, emerged from his shadow. The difference was that it had four fiery balls on its limbs, burning the unchanging green grass by the Lizi River with every step it took for a thousand years.
It carried Yao Yin on its back and followed Yun Yan back to the Lotus Palace.
It wasn’t the west wing guest room where she had arrived, but the main hall.
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Under a willow tree not far away, a woman in green leaned. She held a green vine willow whip, observing everything. A green wisteria on her scapula emitted a faint glow in the dim light.
“Sigh, you’re clearly happy, but you still take it out on me. You’re becoming more and more difficult!” She curved her lips and sighed. With that, she hummed a little tune, casually swung her vine whip, and walked leisurely down the riverbank.
Shi Yan turned a corner and suddenly discovered Li Luo, unconscious in the corner of the wall. Manjusaka flowers bloomed all over her body, flickering in the dim light and emitting a unique glow in the night.
“She truly is a beauty, how pitiful... You can stay with me tonight.” Shi Yan sighed, her tone full of regret, but her eyes held a hint of schadenfreude. She laughed and whipped out her willow leaf whip. The vine whip immediately wrapped around Li Luo’s slender waist, dragging her behind. All along the way, Li Luo’s pristine dress was torn and tattered, and the petals of the other shore flower scattered all over the ground...
Shi Yan felt a great mood improvement, sweeping away the gloom of the past few days. She hummed a song and returned to the small wooden house by the Lizi River. The moment she pushed open the door, Shi Yan’s expression darkened, and her guard went up.
The dimly lit room should have been empty, but at this moment, there was a breath that didn’t belong to the room, its aura contained, making it hard to detect. It was a master. Shi Yan flicked her index finger, and the candlelight in the room flickered, illuminating the entire room. Indeed, a young man in green was sitting by the table, and on his white jade bone fan were four characters—”Wen Ren Liansheng.”
“Who would’ve thought, it’s actually Venerable Tongtian~” Shi Yan lowered her guard and became incredibly cheerful again.
“To be called Venerable by the former Ghost Lord, Tongtian doesn’t dare accept such an honor. Please don’t flatter me,” Wen Ren Tongtian smiled candidly, and Shi Yan was equally straightforward.
“What, you missed me?” Shi Yan walked over and directly straddled his lap, and he naturally wrapped his arms around her waist. At this moment, Wen Ren Tongtian took a wooden token from her waist. Seeing the character “丁” (Ding, the fourth of the Heavenly Stems) carved on it, a mocking expression instantly spread across his face.
“After a few days, the high and mighty Ghost Lord has fallen to being a sweeping doorman. Who was that Immortal Realm official you devoured in the Six Desires Heaven?”
“How would I remember everyone I’ve eaten? The Master is punishing me now simply because I told a small lie and put on a good show, making him suffer for a few days, but... the Master will thank me sooner or later.” Shi Yan paused, snatched back the wooden token, caressing it with an unfathomable smile. “Besides, it’s been a long time since I participated in the Blood Sacrifice. It’s not bad to play around in the lowest rank. Li Luo is eccentric, and this time I’ll definitely give her a taste of her own medicine.”
“What, feeling wronged?” Wen Ren Tongtian lovingly stroked her cheek, his voice soft.
“You really don’t understand me,” Shi Yan burst into laughter, “Is there anyone in this world who can make me feel wronged? I just feel that Hua Li Luo is a villain who has gotten her way, and sooner or later, she’ll capsize in a ditch!”
Wen Ren Tongtian’s face darkened: “She is about to become the mistress of Nightfall Palace, you shouldn’t provoke her.”
“Are you feeling sorry for her?” Shi Yan raised an eyebrow.
Wen Ren smiled without a word, cupped Shi Yan’s face, and leaned in as if to kiss her lips. Shi Yan, agilely dodging, stood up and slapped him lightly on the face. The force wasn’t heavy, but it was a small warning.
“Master Wen Ren has as many beautiful women as the waters of the Red Sea, I won’t get involved.” Shi Yan smiled, but her eyes held a chilling coldness.
Wen Ren shook his head with a bitter smile. This old woman’s temperament was still the same after so many years, truly unpredictable. He looked at Shi Yan forlornly and said, “We’ve been an old couple for so many years, can you really bear to reject me every time? How can those mountain spirits and ghosts, those demons and monsters compare to me?”
“Who’s an old couple with you!” Shi Yan spat, then chuckled, “Get lost.”
Wen Ren remained silent, rubbing his forehead as he stood up. As soon as he stepped out the door, he discovered Hua Li Luo lying unconscious by the doorway, his shock indescribable.
“What did you do to Hua Li Luo?”
“Oh my, I actually forgot about her!” Shi Yan feigned surprise, her demeanor exaggerated, and even ‘dragged’ her into the room.
“Get out of the way.” Wen Ren Tongtian brushed Shi Yan’s hand aside and anxiously picked up Hua Li Luo. He checked her thoroughly and only relaxed when he found she was merely asleep.
“Do you need to be this nervous? She doesn’t think much of you,” Shi Yan said with a detached expression.
“I know you dislike Hua Li Luo intensely, but I didn’t expect you to openly harm her like this. She’s the Master’s favorite concubine!”
“I know, I don’t need you to remind me.”
“If the Master finds out, you’ll be punished again,” Wen Ren Tongtian sighed.
“It wasn’t me who knocked her out. If I take her in, the Master might even reward me, no?” Shi Yan smiled sweetly, her eyes bright and frank, appearing even deeper in the candlelight.
Wen Ren Tongtian looked at her, seeing that she didn’t seem to be lying, but Hua Li Luo’s miserable state truly didn’t look like an accident.
Wen Ren Tongtian sighed, “Besides you, who else in Nightfall Palace would want to harm her? Who would dare to harm her?”
Shi Yan chuckled, raising an eyebrow, “Perhaps the Master himself?”
“...The Master?” Wen Ren fell silent, slightly surprised, but still didn’t ask anything further.
He said, “Take care of yourself. Although Hua Li Luo has a golden body protecting her, her old injuries haven’t fully healed. I’ll take her with me.” With that, he picked up Hua Li Luo and left without looking back.
“Good riddance.” Shi Yan watched their retreating figures and sneered, “Favorite concubine? Don’t end up a drowned rat!” She finished, flicked her sleeve, and returned to her room alone.
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