Empress Ji Yuhuang narrowed her eyes as she looked at Lu Xiyue, who had barged in. Rather than getting angry, she spoke calmly and evenly,
“So it was you, the Moonlight Sword Fairy. Someone, bring a seat.”
“Yes, Your Majesty!”
A palace maid immediately brought over a chair and tactfully distanced herself from the scene.
It was clear to any bystander: there was likely to be a confrontation between the Moonlight Sword Fairy and the Empress today.
Lu Xiyue walked straight up to Chu Feng, took her disciple by the hand, and pulled him to sit by her side.
Oho!
Now this was something. On Chu Feng’s left sat the Empress, on his right his master. As a mere second-rank cultivator sitting between the two of them, he felt completely out of place. Anyone who didn’t know better might think he was the emperor, with two beloved consorts at his side.
Maybe… he should quietly slip away to the back. A little newbie like him, caught between two big shots, felt overwhelmed by all the attention.
Just as Chu Feng tried to stand—
“”Sit down!””
Two voices rang out at the same time.
Chu Feng twitched slightly at the corner of his mouth. He had barely lifted his butt off the chair before lowering himself back down again.
He looked at his master and the Empress locking eyes…. and in that moment, it felt as though sparks were flying between them.
They… probably wouldn’t start fighting, right?
Lu Xiyue stared at Ji Yuhuang and sent her a voice transmission:
[Ji Yuhuang, while I was away, you actually tried to force a marriage with Feng’er!]
Ji Yuhuang remained expressionless, her gaze cold, as she replied via voice transmission:
[Lu Xiyue, if you hadn’t interfered in every possible way in our past life, I would’ve already married my little husband. And now, today, you’re trying to ruin things for me again!]
[Feng’er is still young. There’s no need to rush into marriage.]
[Heh! Don’t think I don’t know. You just want to be the first to marry our little husband!]
After her hidden thoughts got exposed, a faint blush flashed across Lu Xiyue’s cheeks.
Chu Feng looked at his master, then at the Empress. What’s going on? Neither of them was speaking…they were just staring each other down?
“In any case, as Feng’er’s master, I am like a mother to him. His future, including marriage, must go through my approval.”
Lu Xiyue snorted lightly.
“Is that so? Then you, as a master… really are quite the mother, aren’t you?”
Ji Yuhuang enunciated that last sentence word by word.
Hearing this, Chu Feng lowered his head in embarrassment. He had only wanted to be a good disciple who respected his teacher… but now he felt like a traitorous one, blatantly going against his master.
His master treated him so well. Every time, he told himself he had to restrain himself. But in the end, it was always Little Chu Feng who lost control, his mind overtaken, sinking helplessly into his master’s embrace.
When Lu Xiyue heard Ji Yuhuang’s words, her gaze wavered slightly. But having lived for so long, she could still keep her shyness in check.
“Ji Yuhuang, this is a matter between master and disciple. It’s none of your business.”
“If it were before, I naturally wouldn’t interfere. But now… in a certain sense, Chu Feng is my future husband. Of course I need to understand my husband’s situation clearly.”
“Feng’er would never be interested in you.”
“Whether he’s interested in me or not doesn’t matter. But… what if it’s my younger sister, Wan’er?”
Ji Yuhuang brought out her side account. The one with extremely high affection value.
Lu Xiyue’s mind was full of question marks.
Younger sister? Wan’er?
Ji Yuhuang had a younger sister? Since when?
“Sister Wan’er!”
Chu Feng couldn’t help but speak up at that point. Facing the Empress was terrifying like a mountain of pressure, but Sister Wan’er was gentle and kind. She was an understanding big sister.
Of course he really liked Sister Wan’er.
“At the moment, my younger sister is resting. It seems she was injured. And it also seems that… my sister had… some kind of relationship with a certain someone.”
As she spoke, Ji Yuhuang’s phoenix eyes locked onto Chu Feng, her expression half-smiling, half-serious.
Looking into the Empress’s eyes, Chu Feng felt a wave of guilt wash over him. Whether it was Sister Wan’er getting injured or the relationship that happened….he was the one responsible for it all.
No wonder, ever since he came back, Sister Wan’er had disappeared. So she’d been recovering all this time.
A trace of guilt rose in Chu Feng’s heart.
Lu Xiyue noticed her precious disciple’s reaction. It seemed he wasn’t unfamiliar with this Wan’er.
Ji Yuhuang’s younger sister? How had she never heard of her in their past life?
But… could Ji Yuhuang actually be planning to fight her own sister over a man? Or maybe… the two sisters serving one husband together!?
“Your Majesty, how is Sister Wan’er’s injury?”
“It’s nothing serious. She just needs some time to recover. However… my sister has constantly been whispering in my ear about a certain little brother she has.”
A flicker of amusement danced in Ji Yuhuang’s phoenix eyes. It seemed her side account still held a special place in her little husband’s heart.
It wasn’t impossible to play both her true self and her alternate identity in a beautiful act of sisterly affection.
By then, she could sandwich her little husband right in between them~
She vaguely remembered her husband calling this kind of thing… what was it again, “rice bowl”?
But wasn’t rice bowl something you eat?
“So, what now? Still planning to break off the engagement with me? If you do, I’m afraid you won’t be seeing your Sister Wan’er again in this lifetime.”
Chu Feng: “…………”
Now Chu Feng was truly in a bind. Naturally, he wanted to stay far away from the Empress, but if he did that, it would be nearly impossible to see Sister Wan’er again.
After much hesitation, Chu Feng finally spoke.
“…I understand. Let’s not break it off for now.”
Chu Feng was playing a little game with his words. What he said was “not breaking it off for now,” which implied that there was still a possibility of doing so later.
That’s right. That “later” referred to the time when he would become strong enough. Once he saw Sister Wan’er again, he would take her away.
So, stall for time. Before that happened, the engagement with the Empress….he would delay it as long as he could.
Lu Xiyue was slightly surprised by her precious disciple’s sudden change in attitude. Then she sent a voice transmission:
[Ji Yuhuang, what kind of charm spell did you cast on Feng’er to make him agree not to break off the engagement?]
Ji Yuhuang replied with a bright smile via voice transmission:
[I didn’t do anything at all. It’s just that… my little husband seems very interested in my younger sister. As her elder sister, of course I have to think about my sister’s happiness.]
Just then, a palace maid approached Ji Yuhuang, holding a letter in her hands.
“Your Majesty, this is an urgent letter from Lord Cao.”
Urgent letter?
Chu Feng’s curiosity was instantly piqued when he heard that.
Ji Yuhuang reached out and took the letter. After opening it, a flicker of surprise flashed in her eyes.
“What is it?”
Lu Xiyue asked after noticing the change in Ji Yuhuang’s expression.
Ji Yuhuang handed the letter to Lu Xiyue, then turned her phoenix-like gaze to Chu Feng.
“The Sky-Mending Secret Realm… has opened.”
Boom!
The moment he heard the words “Sky-Mending Secret Realm”, Chu Feng’s mind suddenly went blank.
In his mind, a vivid scene appeared….heaven and earth crumbling, all life withering, and the cries of countless beings echoing through the chaos. Then, a massive white figure emerged in the shattered world, holding something glowing with five-colored light, and flew toward the broken sky.
Moments later, the sky was restored, and the cracks in the earth began to close. At that moment, a small stone radiating five-colored light fell to the ground.
The vision ended there.
Chu Feng clutched his head. What was that just now? Why would an image like that appear in his mind just from hearing the name of that secret realm?
And from the looks of it, the scene bore a striking resemblance to the myth of Nüwa patching the sky from his previous life before crossing over.
Could it be that… in this cultivation world, there’s also a Nüwa?
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