Chapter 7: Second Senior Sister / Fiancée
Is the Fu Family plotting against Hang Yanling? What’s going on?
As the victim from back then, Fu Tianqing, who is residing in Hang Yanling’s body, found herself in great confusion.
Wasn’t it this evil woman who took advantage of the absence of the elders in the Fu family to come to the door, yelling at Fu Tianqing and then resorting to violence…?
“Wait a minute, Master—what do you mean by framing?”
Although asking directly might raise the Pure Water Fairy’s suspicion towards her, Fu Tianqing felt it was necessary to understand this matter, which was the beginning of a lifelong conflict.
Upon hearing Hang Yanling’s question, the Pure Water Fairy did not answer but instead stared at Hang Yanling’s face for a long time—
Then, she suddenly grabbed Hang Yanling’s arm and anxiously asked, “Ling’er, don’t you remember?”
“Ah? Uh… I, well… I fell down on the back mountain earlier and bumped my head, so I don’t remember clearly.”
“Ling’er!”
The Pure Water Fairy suddenly shouted, startling Hang Yanling, who was on the bed.
The Pure Water Fairy wiped away her tears with her sleeve, stood up, clenched her fists, and bounced a couple of times in place.
“Good, good! Great!!! Falling is good, it’s really good!!! It seems Ling’er really did fall and lose her mind, haha! You really fell and lost your mind!!!”
“…Huh?”
Hang Yanling was unable to keep up with her Master’s train of thought and could only stare blankly while lying on the bed.
After bouncing for a while, the Pure Water Fairy turned back to grab Hang Yanling, her face flushed with excitement as she said, “Ling’er, what do you want to eat tonight! Master will go get it for you! I need to hurry up and tell Big Sister and the others about this!”
“No, hey, Master, tell me what happened back then—”
“Tonight, Master simply has to set off a firecracker for you, double happiness, double happiness!!!”
Excited like a child, the Pure Water Fairy raised her hands and happily ran toward the door, but tripped and fell against the door frame with a loud bang.
A dignified Golden Core Stage cultivator fell in a disheveled heap, but could not withstand the Pure Water Fairy’s uncontainable excitement upon learning her disciple was daft.
Hang Yanling was left in stunned silence, watching her master go from a sorrowful entrance to an exuberant exit, finally dissolving into a golden light and laughing as she disappeared over the horizon.
Hiss…
Hey?
I…
Hang Yanling could no longer hold back and sat up abruptly, shouting out the window, “Are all the people in Lotus Flower Palace a little out of their minds?!”
From the moment she encountered that small suona playing coffin-digging music, she felt something was off—
Uncomprehending, unable to communicate.
What the hell is this group of demons and monsters gathering—
“Junior Sister… are you awake?”
A graceful figure accompanied by a delicate fragrance floated in, as a young girl in a purple dress lightly stepped in from outside.
Her face was like a peach blossom, her hair flowing, exuding a calm and gentle presence like a spring lake.
Entering the room was Fu Tianqing’s childhood sweetheart, and another main character in this annulment battle… Yan Qiuyu.
Yan Qiuyu’s expression was slightly solemn as she walked to the bedside and gently supported Hang Yanling, saying, “Lie down properly… you’re injured, how can you move around.”
“Ah… Xiao Qiuyu…?”
Seeing her former fiancée and her current senior sister, Hang Yanling was at a loss for words after her earlier angry outburst.
What terrible timing.
After stammering a couple of times, Hang Yanling suddenly realized something was off and frowned, “Wait… uh? How are you here?”
The annulment battle yesterday was undoubtedly lost by Hang Yanling.
Since that’s the case, according to the agreement, Fu Tianqing, having won, could annul the engagement request from Lotus Flower Palace and keep the original betrothal.
I’m quite clear about how much I like this childhood sweetheart…
Although in the previous life various events caused them to go their separate ways, now, the story should be different, right?
In this life, shouldn’t Fu Tianqing end up with the beauty?
Yan Qiuyu lowered her head, her voice oddly soft and timid, “Did I make you angry by staying here…?”
“Huh?”
“Junior Sister, please don’t be mad… I just wanted to say a few words… I know you don’t want to see me; I’ll leave once I’m done…”
“Huh? No, don’t go!”
For some reason, Yan Qiuyu’s tone carried a subtle timidity and guilt… making it difficult for Hang Yanling in her current state to gauge her relationship with this senior sister.
What a predicament, who would know how one’s enemy in the previous life and one’s fiancée got along?
Judging by Xiao Qiuyu’s reaction, it seemed her relationship with the original Hang Yanling wasn’t harmonious…
But if that was the case, she certainly had no need to approach Hang Yanling, this evil woman, before leaving Lotus Flower Palace, right?
In confusion, Hang Yanling awkwardly smiled and asked, “I mean… Second Senior Sister, um… the fight is over, why didn’t you go back home with Fu Tianqing?”
That’s right, home.
The Fu Family located in Puhua City was not just Fu Tianqing’s hometown; it was also where Yan Qiuyu originated.
She was originally adopted by the Fu family, destined to wed Fu Tianqing as childhood sweethearts, but was chosen to become a direct disciple of Lotus Flower Palace when her talent was recognized at the age of six.
Logically speaking… she had no reason to stay here anymore.
“Could it be that you came to see me before leaving?”
Hang Yanling could only think of this possibility, but Yan Qiuyu merely shook her head lightly.
Yan Qiuyu hesitated for a moment and then shyly said, “Fu Gege… didn’t force me to leave with him; he just asked if I wanted to go with him, letting me choose for myself.”
“Oh? Unexpectedly rational, then what happened?”
“Then, I chose to give up my engagement with Fu Gege and stay here.”
“Oh… huh?”
Hang Yanling was stunned.
What does that mean?
What did her good little sister, her fiancée, the childhood friend she grew up with, just say?!
“Wait a minute, you—eh, ah? Ahhh???”
Hang Yanling struggled to get up from the bed, but due to her emotional excitement, almost lost her balance and fell.
Yan Qiuyu hurriedly supported Hang Yanling, but then Hang Yanling grabbed her arm in return.
Yan Qiuyu’s reaction completely caught this lifelong lonely bachelor off guard.
Holding onto Yan Qiuyu’s arm, Hang Yanling stammered, “No, it’s not that! You clearly had a promise with Fu Tianqing!! To get married and live together in the future; you, you forgot you made a ring when you were young, saying you would marry Fu Tianqing when you grew up, that ring is still hanging around Fu Tianqing’s neck right now!?”
This left Yan Qiuyu dumbfounded, her face flushed as she murmured, “Junior Sister… how do you know this…?”
“It doesn’t matter how I know! Why did you give up the engagement?!”
This is maddening, really maddening.
What in the world is going on?
“I… I…”
Yan Qiuyu was put on the spot by the question, looking down at Hang Yanling, who wore a face of grievance, and hesitantly asked, “Yan Ling Junior Sister, you…”
In her distressed stammering, Hang Yanling asked with a devastated expression, “Aren’t you both in love? Are you seriously not considering it again…?”
So aggrieved, she was extremely aggrieved.
This is truly too unfair; how could such a thing happen?
After rebirth, I still have to go through a breakup that was unknown three hundred years ago.
However, for some reason, Yan Qiuyu’s expression became increasingly complex.
Not only was there lingering timidity, but she also gradually displayed pain, guilt, and regret.
“I’m sorry…”
“Let’s negotiate, you think about it some more; if it doesn’t work, I—uh!”
Hang Yanling’s words came to a sudden stop.
Because she was embraced by Yan Qiuyu.
That distinctive fragrance unique to Yan Qiuyu lingered around her body, her cheek pressed against something warm and soft, and her ear could hear the thumping sound of Yan Qiuyu’s heartbeat.
“Senior… Sister…?”
After all, Yan Qiuyu is Fu Tianqing’s first love.
This sudden embrace was really not friendly toward her heart.
Hang Yanling blushed and stammered, unable to speak until Yan Qiuyu gently pushed her away.
The object of the first love crouched down, meeting Hang Yanling’s gaze at the same level, taking a deep breath before slowly saying, “I admit… I can’t let go of Fu Gege, but—I also can’t just leave you behind.”
“…Huh?”
Hang Yanling swallowed a mouthful of saliva, instinctively touching her own face.
Hot, burning.
“What do you… mean…”
“I do indeed love Fu Gege, no doubt about it. But if I leave with Fu Gege… I would feel guilty for a lifetime… I don’t expect your forgiveness, but I don’t want to just walk away.”
Yan Qiuyu extended her hand, held Hang Yanling’s hand, and then pressed Hang Yanling’s palm against her own cheek.
The softness and warmth coming from her palm left Hang Yanling bewildered.
“Wait, wait… Senior?! Let me confirm, you just said you like Fu Gege but I, I, I am Hang—”
“Junior Sister, I want to take responsibility for you.”
“…Responsibility?”
Yan Qiuyu nodded firmly, leaning in closer.
Hang Yanling finally saw the turbulent emotions hidden beneath Yan Qiuyu’s lake-like calm eyes.
“Regarding the matters with the Fu family back then or yesterday’s incident with Fu Gege… I owe you too much… Junior Sister.”
“Wait—eh!? Too close!?”
Hang Yanling instinctively tried to withdraw her hand and create distance from Yan Qiuyu, but Yan Qiuyu’s grip was far too tight.
The fragrance from the girl, due to the proximity, continuously stimulated Hang Yanling’s sense of smell, causing her entire breathing rhythm to be thrown into disarray, and her head buzzed.
Was Yan Qiuyu always like this!?
Was the Yan Qiuyu from three hundred years ago really seeing Hang Yanling this way!?
Hang Yanling felt as if there were a vibrant, verdant hat hovering above her head, only a breath away, as if it were on but not quite.
“Xiao, Xiao, Xiao Qiuyu, you, you, you, I, I, I, you, you, I—”
Maddeningly, completely maddening.
Who would tell me what situation I am in…
Hearing Hang Yanling’s call, Yan Qiuyu revealed a sorrowful smile, “Just call me Xiao Qiuyu… if you like that, it’s fine. Anyway, Fu Gege won’t want to see my face again in the future, right?”
Hang Yanling let out a pitiable plea, “No, he really wants to, I guarantee he wants it badly!! I advise you to think more about your happiness…”
“Yan Ling Junior Sister, don’t you want to see me again…?”
Yan Qiuyu blinked her glistening eyes, biting her lip, and softly said, “It’s okay, if you don’t want to see me again, I’ll just stay where you can’t see me in the future.”
“I don’t—! Wait, I’m just a bit confused—”
“…Then that’s good.”
Yan Qiuyu smiled gently, released Hang Yanling’s hand, then lowered her head and gently cupped Hang Yanling’s face.
At last, Hang Yanling realized.
That little girl who had always trailed behind her, calling her “Fu Gege,” now seemed to be older than her, compelling Hang Yanling to look up at her, to watch this “senior sister,” who had matured from a beauty in potential to one gradually stepping into blooming beauty.
Pat.
Hang Yanling covered her face.
What a waste, what a waste.
This beating was absolutely in vain!
“Junior Sister, I don’t expect your forgiveness… I just hope that one day, you can understand…”
Foreheads touched each other.
The temperature in Hang Yanling’s head heated to its peak.
The truly fragrant scent almost robbed her of consciousness.
Before completely turning daft, a fleeting clarity returned to Hang Yanling’s mind.
Yesterday morning, after she had knocked out the Pure Water Fairy and stepped out of her master’s room.
It seemed she had smelled a fragrance just like this…
