Chapter 48: The Grave of Life
Zhou Bujue sank into despair as if struck by a heavy blow.
Sensing that the time was right as he exuded an aura that kept others at bay, Ye Changsheng decided to take Luo Yingying with him.
“Wait a moment, is that super… beauty over there really your wife?” a male onlooker asked.
Others also paid close attention to this question, as if asking Ye Changsheng, “You can have such a beautiful wife?”
“He must be lying, it has to be fake!”
Ye Changsheng felt their disbelief, and even Zhou Bujue showed a look of suspicion.
“Of course, she’s my wife, not anyone else’s.”
Ye Changsheng smiled slightly, his heart unwavering, and pulled Luo Yingying into his embrace.
Luo Yingying was stunned and didn’t struggle or resist at all.
“I’m sorry, don’t blame me for being heartless. Don’t blame me for feeding you all dog food, this is what you brought upon yourselves!”
Ye Changsheng cupped Luo Yingying’s face, gazed into her beautiful eyes, and leaned down.
He planted a light kiss on her soft and jade-like face, causing the people around to exclaim in shock.
“Huh? Huh! Huh!!! H-Honey, so many people are watching!”
Tears welled up in Luo Yingying’s eyes as she covered her lips with her fingers, blushing shyly.
“People will misunderstand…”
“It’s nothing wrong to prove our relationship to everyone.”
“B-But in front of everyone… it’s so embarrassing…” Luo Yingying’s ears were burning, her speech was incoherent, and her knees felt weak.
Luo Yingying was also surprised that Ye Changsheng, out of character, suddenly took the initiative, launching an unprecedented offensive. How could she possibly resist? She looked like a timid young wife.
Ye Changsheng simply scooped Luo Yingying into his arms in a princess carry. “It’s okay, wife. It’s nice to show off to everyone once in a while.”
This attitude was exactly like a newlyweds, further intensifying the jealousy of those around them.
With a sinking heart, trembling hands, and a pained expression, Zhou Bujue slowly removed the cork from his wine gourd and began to drink heavily.
“Can we leave now?” Ye Changsheng asked the man who had just expressed doubt.
“Please, please, go home and show off…!” Everyone else had lost interest.
Ye Changsheng, with his beautiful companion, walked away grandly.
…
“Yingying, can you walk by yourself now?”
“No, I want husband to carry me.”
“Ah, my hand hurts, it’s so heavy, it’s going to break.” Ye Changsheng said with mock seriousness and put Luo Yingying down. After all, it was too eye-catching to have a crowd of onlookers wherever they went.
“Husband, you… you’re talking nonsense! I’m not heavy at all!” Luo Yingying looked wronged.
“Alright, alright, Yingying, stop making trouble.”
Ye Changsheng reverted to his usual tone.
“Outside, call me Ye Changsheng.”
“Ah? Husband, what are you talking about?” Luo Yingying asked with a bright smile.
“How creepy…” Ye Changsheng’s scalp tingled. However, he had long anticipated that his actions would not allow him to escape unscathed.
“He’s Zhou Bujue, you understand, right? If Yingying fights with him, it will be a big problem.”
“But what does that have to do with Luo Yingying being Ye Changsheng’s wife?” Luo Yingying tilted her head, a cute gesture.
“I just helped you out just now. Zhou Bujue is at the Half-step Nascent Soul realm, very powerful.”
“But what does that have to do with Luo Yingying being Ye Changsheng’s wife?”
“Yingying, if you run away from home without permission, your sister will be unhappy.”
“But what does that have to do with Luo Yingying being Ye Changsheng’s wife?” Luo Yingying had become a relentless repeating machine. Moreover, she refused to let go of Ye Changsheng’s hand, interlocking their fingers and increasing her grip.
“Yingying, it hurts a little, my bones are about to be crushed.”
“If you keep calling me wife, I’ll forgive you, husband,” Luo Yingying said with a smile.
Ye Changsheng hadn’t directly kissed her earlier for a reason. If he had done so, it would undoubtedly have greatly increased her favorability towards him. Favorability, too much of it wasn’t a good thing, especially when it reached its peak, as it could lead a girl’s personality to develop in strange ways. Luo Yingying used to be quite dark; now that she had finally turned over and become a cute little angel, he didn’t want to personally nurture a yandere by constantly trying to please her. Therefore, he couldn’t indulge her too much and had to appropriately “pull the flag” to reduce her favorability.
“Sorry, I won’t call you that. We were just acting earlier,” Ye Changsheng said resolutely.
*Crack.*
It actually broke.
…
“Yingying, you’re actually serious.” Ye Changsheng complained. He had returned to the inn and brought Luo Yingying back with him. He had initially planned to ask the innkeeper to open another room, but Luo Yingying strongly objected, insisting on sleeping in the same bed and not needing an extra room.
“That’s because… Husband deceived me… when I got angry…” Luo Yingying pouted, feeling wronged. She then massaged Ye Changsheng’s fingers, her eyes filled with heartache, and even made him swallow an extremely expensive and extravagant Pill to treat such a minor injury. However, Ye Changsheng was just pretending. In fact, the moment it broke, he had instantly reconnected it.
“I really didn’t mean to, don’t hate me…”
“Alright, alright, don’t cry, just be careful next time.” After Ye Changsheng’s repeated persuasion, Luo Yingying finally changed her address for him. He didn’t want to be poisoned to death the next day due to being too envied.
After confirming that no one was eavesdropping nearby, Ye Changsheng got down to business.
“Yingying, you running away from home really gives me a headache.” Ye Changsheng held his forehead, unsure how to handle this young girl.
“It’s okay, it’s okay,” Luo Yingying seemed to have already prepared her response. “I’ve already figured out what to do next.”
“Oh? Then I’ll look forward to it.”
“I want to go to White Emperor Sword Sect with Changsheng as an undercover agent—”
“Sorry, absolutely not.” Ye Changsheng immediately interrupted the excited Luo Yingying. As he had expected, Luo Yingying was determined to follow him.
“Huh? Why!” Luo Yingying looked shocked. “I can help Changsheng too!”
“Can you be a good undercover agent? Can you gain others’ trust inadvertently? Can you act secretly without attracting attention? Can you use your words to extract important information from others?”
“Changsheng, it sounds like you’re really good at it!” Luo Yingying retorted. *More than good, I’m a professional undercover agent.* It was just that Ye Changsheng couldn’t say these thoughts aloud. “I’m not good at any of these, but I understand one thing: if Yingying, who is even less skilled than me, does these jobs, it would be tantamount to self-destruction.”
“O-Okay, I really can’t find any reason to refute that.” Luo Yingying couldn’t argue back.
“Yingying, and we can’t let the future Sect Master of the Sect take such risks.”
“But, but… Changsheng, you are very important to me. Don’t not care about you, but I care about you.” Luo Yingying pleaded sincerely.
“I don’t want you to take risks either. I want to take you back, and I’ll take responsibility for communicating with your sister.” *It would be a miracle if communication worked. After they return, these two sisters will probably just argue.* He was truly at a loss. He had to take a risky step.
What Ye Changsheng was about to say next might lead to a very terrifying outcome—entering the grave of life.
“Yingying, if I succeed in this mission, I can become an Elder of Wuhua Palace. Then I won’t be a low-status Cultivation Cauldron,” Ye Changsheng insinuated and guided her.
Luo Yingying pondered for a moment, and recalling the subsequent situation, her emotions gradually became excited.
“That’s right! If Changsheng really becomes an Elder of Wuhua Palace, and we want to become Husband and Wife, no one can object based on our unequal statuses!”
