Chapter 421: The Unsent Gift
As night fell, the caravan successfully crossed the Buzhu Mountain and arrived at a small village at the foot of the mountain.
In front of a courtyard, a young girl eagerly awaited the arrival of the caravan.
“Welcome, Dragon Lady.”
“I’m your landlord; just call me Yan Rouwan.”
“Thank you, Miss Yan.” The moment Long Huan saw Yan Rouwan, his eyes lit up.
This girl.
She’d be perfect as Zhe Er’s wife.
With a big chest, long legs, and a nice figure, she’d definitely bear a lot of healthy babies.
Soon, Zhe Er would have a Water Ming on one side and Yan Rouwan on the other, and he’d be holding grandchildren in no time.
Yan Rouwan was perplexed, wondering why this cute little girl looked at her with eyes shimmering like green lights, practically drooling.
“Young Master Sang said he would be back late tonight, so please, Dragon Lady, go to bed.”
Though Long Huan felt a bit disappointed, she nodded obediently and went off to wash up before returning to her room. The long day of travel quickly lulled her to sleep.
Meanwhile, Yan Rouwan stood quietly at the courtyard entrance, not leaving.
Only the two small cats in her arms, one black and one white, accompanied her.
After some time, a weary man emerged from the darkness.
“Hey, did Young Master Sang finish his business and come home?”
“…Senior Sister Yan, please don’t tease me.” Sang Zhe sighed, appearing sore all over, “Is the little princess asleep?”
“As you requested, I’ve already coaxed her to sleep.”
“Great! Finally, I don’t have to deal with her for an entire night.” Sang Zhe sighed in relief, “What about Little Ying and the others?”
“They’re in the courtyard next door.”
While gently stroking the cat, Yan Rouwan said, “The entire village has been taken over by the company’s staff; they’ll help you put on this act.”
“I just don’t quite understand.” She looked a bit puzzled, “Is this really going to work?”
Sang Zhe didn’t know either.
All he could do was trust Nian Nian.
Trust that this little devil still had a sliver of conscience and wouldn’t truly betray him.
“The demon clan’s army will arrive at Buzhu Mountain in two days. If there’s no result by then, we’ll have to prepare for the worst.”
Yan Rouwan’s gaze drifted off somewhat absently, her delicate eyelashes fluttering, lost in thought.
“Senior Sister Yan?”
“Ah… it’s nothing.”
She forced a smile and murmured, “It just feels… like a long time has passed since we truly fought for our lives.”
“Almost back to when we were at Water Moon Sect, fighting against the Demon Cultivators.”
“Since joining the Demon Cultivators, life has become much more leisurely. Even the tasks from the Heavenly Punishment Department are mostly laid-back and simple.”
“For a moment… I don’t know whether to reminisce or to be sentimental.”
Sang Zhe blinked.
Coming from the Punishment Department, he really wasn’t too familiar with the workings of the Heavenly Punishment Department.
“By the way, I don’t think I’ve ever heard you talk about work, Senior Sister Yan.”
He smiled, “Once this is all over, let’s chat sometime. I’m actually quite interested in the work of the Heavenly Punishment Department.”
“Sure.”
Yan Rouwan smiled lightly, “Actually, there are often many interesting things in the Heavenly Punishment Department. There are many thrilling secret realms, new treasures, and amusing sect disputes…”
“I’ll tell you everything, one by one.”
The two little cats in her arms lifted their heads and meowed softly.
“Ah.”
“It’s already so late, and I haven’t fed the cats yet.”
Yan Rouwan softly said, “You should head back. Little Ying is still waiting for you.”
Sang Zhe nodded.
After he turned to leave, Yan Rouwan gazed at his departing figure with a hint of loss for quite some time.
Under the village’s dim lights, her shadow appeared a bit frail.
Suddenly, as if she remembered something, she pulled out a glowing white feather from her bosom.
“Ah…”
“I forgot to give this to him.”
“…Forget it.” She smiled wryly.
“I’ll give it to him next time we chat.”
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Entering the neighboring courtyard, as soon as Sang Zhe stepped inside, he was greeted by the mouthwatering aroma of food.
Having eaten hot pot for several days, tears welled up in his eyes.
Finally.
No more of the same boring hot pot—he could enjoy the meal Little Ying had personally prepared.
Tears of joy.
“Hubby, you’re back?” came Little Ying’s voice from the kitchen. “Just dig in; I’ll be bringing out the last dish soon.”
Sang Zhe didn’t hold back, happily sitting at the dining table, ready to feast.
However, just as he reached for a piece of delicious pork belly, another pair of chopsticks swiftly snatched it away.
Sang Zhe glared angrily at the girl who was happily devouring his food.
“Hey, you perverted book girl! I haven’t even settled the score with you yet, and you dare to steal my food?”
“What?” Bai Ming nonchalantly glanced at him, completely unbothered, “What did I do? Why are you here to settle scores with me?”
“How can you say that? What were you showing Long Huan? It was all inappropriate content for kids!”
Sang Zhe enumerated, “You put lewd stories in the Communication Device and corrupted the little princess; you even taught Meng Qiyan and the others some dubious tricks…”
“Ahem. I was just doing my job. It’s not like I forced the little princess to watch; she didn’t learn well by herself, why blame me?”
Bai Ming defiantly said, “As for Meng Qiyan and the others… they came asking me, and I merely answered their questions. Am I in the wrong?”
Hey.
Pretty stubborn, huh?
“Just wait; it’s time to remind you of that punishment where you couldn’t get out of bed for three days.”
Seeing the fierce look in Sang Zhe’s eyes, Bai Ming instinctively shrank her neck and instinctively shielded her backside.
“If you dare to hit my butt again… I-I’ll tell Little Ying!”
“Really?” Suddenly, Zhang Xiaoying’s voice came from behind.
Zhang Xiaoying placed the dishes on the table and winked mischievously, “I’ve been a bit forgetful lately. Who knows, I might see or hear something and forget it immediately.”
“Hey!? Little Ying~ you can’t sell me out!”
Seeing Bai Ming’s tearful face, Zhang Xiaoying covered her mouth and laughed, and Sang Zhe couldn’t help but chuckle at her scared demeanor.
A short separation feels like a new marriage.
This dinner gathering felt especially warm.
“By the way, has Si Jingzhu contacted you these past few days?” Sang Zhe suddenly asked after dinner.
“Ah, I remember now.”
Zhang Xiaoying clapped her hands as if suddenly recalling, “Senior Sister Si mentioned you should reply to her soon. She said she had something urgent to discuss.”
Actually, no one needed to say it.
Sang Zhe could roughly guess what it was.
As expected, the moment he connected the Communication Device, he heard Si Jingzhu’s excited voice:
“Sang Zhe! There’s a surprise!”
“The demon clan’s bunch has new tricks again!”
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