I Got Together with the Goddess [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 59

My Saintess

Upon waking, Jiang Yiqing found that the day of her graduation had finally arrived.

“Jiang Yiqing, lift your head a little higher.”

The photography teacher spoke from the front. Dressed in her medical school academic gown with its white collar, Jiang Yiqing looked up as the lens focused on the entire class. The instructor took the lead, shouting “Cheese!”—

Everyone smiled at the camera together, and the moment was frozen in time. Jiang Yiqing had graduated.

After she finished packing her things, Shui Mingsheng arrived at the dormitory to pick her up. Zhao Xiran yawned as she watched the two of them, saying, “How has it been five years and you two are still so lovey-dovey? You look exactly the same as you did five years ago; this is just cheating.”

“Student Zhao—no, President Zhao,” Shui Mingsheng replied. “Aren’t you also together with your little sweetheart?”

“Ah, Lu Yu hasn’t come to pick me up yet. Why is it like this?” Zhao Xiran forcibly suppressed the smirk at the corners of her mouth, maintaining her usual carefree facade.

“Bye-bye,” Jiang Yiqing bid her farewell and followed Shui Mingsheng into the car.

To pick her up today, Shui Mingsheng said she had specifically earned her driver’s license and bought a car, claiming she wanted to take her on a road trip. Jiang Yiqing felt she must have gone mad.

“I feel like… time has passed a bit too quickly?” Jiang Yiqing felt as though the five years had vanished in an instant.

It was strange. During the first week, she and Shui Mingsheng had nearly quarreled due to the long distance, yet now five years had passed quite ordinarily. Most crucially, after Shui Mingsheng became the Saintess, Jiang Yiqing’s memory of returning to school from the Hmong territory was fragmented; she didn’t even remember attending military training.

However, her mind did indeed contain the knowledge from her university courses. Not only that, Elder Xin Fang had become her teacher, and she remembered everything the Elder had taught her.

“Yiqing, I see you every day, so it’s normal for you to feel it passed quickly. For me, of course, it felt far too slow,” Shui Mingsheng said with a smile as she drove.

“Shui Mingsheng, it couldn’t be your doing, could it? Did you use some kind of Gu?” Jiang Yiqing questioned.

“How could I?” Shui Mingsheng said pitifully. “You’re wronging me.”

Jiang Yiqing carefully studied her face and said, “Hmm… very suspicious…”

“How could I possibly use something like a Time Gu to make Yiqing graduate in a flash? I would certainly never do such a thing,” Shui Mingsheng said, blinking.

“Aren’t you just confessing now…?”

“No, no, truly no.” Fearing that Jiang Yiqing might get angry, Shui Mingsheng clarified while keeping her eyes on the road ahead.

The sports car sped down the road. Jiang Yiqing leaned on her arm, watching the scenery outside. Afraid of causing an accident by distracting her, she stopped asking questions. People on the road looked at them with envy.

“Two beauties driving a sports car out for fun, that’s just too cool.”

A motorcycle suddenly zoomed past the window. Jiang Yiqing looked over in surprise and said, “Lu Yu?”

The motorcycle sometimes rode side-by-side with them and sometimes lagged slightly behind. Neither Jiang Yiqing nor Shui Mingsheng had expected that Lu Yu would know how to ride a motorcycle.

“That’s too dangerous,” Shui Mingsheng said. “Yiqing, you must never learn from her. It would worry me far too much.”

“I couldn’t learn it even if I tried.” Jiang Yiqing looked at Lu Yu’s dashing face. Lu Yu even raised a hand to flash them a peace sign. Jiang Yiqing couldn’t resist picking up her camera to snap a photo, which she then sent to Zhao Xiran.

“No wonder Zhao Xiran asked me for a Safety Gu. I wondered why she was so eager to help us; it turns out her girlfriend loves drag racing. Most people really couldn’t handle that.”

“Haha, this place is truly wonderful,” Jiang Yiqing sighed from the bottom of her heart.

Once, she thought her entire world was just a corner of the Jiang Estate, and she hadn’t even dared to think about life after marrying into the General’s Estate. But later, she came to this world, initially too timid to even take the first step.

Looking back now, the “light boat has already passed ten thousand mountains.” This new world was wonderful. The best part was that she had Shui Mingsheng, who loved her with all her heart.

“I love you most, Mingsheng.”

Jiang Yiqing threw her arms around Shui Mingsheng’s neck and gave her a peck on the cheek. Her chest pressed against Shui Mingsheng’s arm, causing her hands to twitch nervously on the steering wheel.

“Don’t play with fire, we’re on the road,” Shui Mingsheng said. “Yiqing, if you keep this up, I’m going to have to pull over.”

“Why are you so sensitive?”

“Alright, you little brat.” Shui Mingsheng reached out with her free hand to poke at Jiang Yiqing’s waist. With one touch, Jiang Yiqing giggled uncontrollably, one leg even resting across Shui Mingsheng’s lap.

Shui Mingsheng stroked her fair, tender thigh while driving with one hand.

“Dangerous driving,” Jiang Yiqing noted.

“Don’t worry, my skills are excellent.”

“Mingsheng, you’re really too cool. I’m starting to swoon,” Jiang Yiqing said, looking at the patterns Shui Mingsheng had etched onto her arms and thighs using Tattoo Gu. It was incredibly alluring. She couldn’t help but kiss her exposed arm, her hand sliding down Shui Mingsheng’s thigh.

“Lustful girl.” Shui Mingsheng felt as though she was the one who had corrupted her; now, it was hard to say which of them was the more “innocent.”

Once they reached a deserted area, Shui Mingsheng applied an Acceleration Gu to the car. The speedometer spun at an incredible rate, and they soon arrived at their destination.

After parking the car, Shui Mingsheng immediately carried Jiang Yiqing upstairs to their ocean-view suite. In Jiang Yiqing’s memory, this seemed to be their fifth honeymoon—they had one every year.

“Even outside the Hmong lands, you use Gu,” Jiang Yiqing remarked.

“The atmosphere isn’t as closed-off as it used to be. I am the Sect Leader of the Hmong now; what I say goes.”

“Everything is up to you?”

“Of course.”

“Today, don’t you move. I want to kiss you,” Jiang Yiqing said.

“What’s wrong with you?” Shui Mingsheng looked at her reddened eyes, which were exceptionally tender, and felt a bit strange.

“Saintess, this humble woman, Jiang Yiqing, has a wish.”

“Speak.”

“I ask the Saintess to allow this humble woman to defile her.”

“…?” Shui Mingsheng thought to herself: So this is what Yiqing is thinking.

She quickly fell into character, saying, “You usually fast and pray, offering devotions daily and chanting praises to the Saintess. Today the Saintess has manifested to ask what you seek, and this is the wish you grant?”

“Yes. This humble woman seeks nothing else but this.” Jiang Yiqing looked at her with a devout gaze.

In that moment, Shui Mingsheng felt she truly had become the sacred, inviolable Saintess.

“…The Saintess is an existence that cannot be defiled. Why do you wish to do this?”

“I do not know. Seeing the Saintess smile not just at me, but treating everyone with such gentleness and equality, makes my heart ache. The Saintess is so beautiful; her light robes cannot hide her peerless grace. No one understands the charms hidden beneath your clothes. I wish to be the only person who understands.”

“…How do you wish to understand?”

“Please, Saintess, remove your clothes, and remove mine as well,” Jiang Yiqing said, looking at her as if entranced.

“…” Shui Mingsheng swallowed hard. She first removed her own clothes and then looked at Jiang Yiqing like a hungry wolf. Every time she touched Jiang Yiqing’s clothing, she could feel the other woman trembling all over.

“And then?”

Jiang Yiqing stepped forward directly to kiss her, trailing kisses over her brows, her cheeks, and her lips, asking, “Does the Saintess feel anything?”

…Would a Saintess feel anything? Shui Mingsheng didn’t know. But she certainly did.

“I do. You wanton young woman, if you do this, even a Saintess won’t be able to help but be moved.”

Jiang Yiqing shuddered and said, “…Then the Saintess and this humble woman… share the same sin.”

She reached out to touch her body, smiling with deep satisfaction. “As I thought, you feel it too.”

“…” Shui Mingsheng’s head felt like it was going to explode. She wondered when she could finally “eat” her; she was so hungry.

“…Are you dissatisfied?”

“No. No matter what kind of Saintess you are, I will accept you. In fact, seeing the Saintess like this makes my heart even more joyful. Let me bring you even more pleasure.”

“Are you going to pull me down from the altar?”

“Yes. And you’ve found me out.”

“Then I shall punish you by making you stay with me for all eternity. Even if I am no longer revered, even if the world forgets my name, will you still be by my side?”

“I will,” Jiang Yiqing said. “The Saintess will forever be—mine alone.”

The two kissed passionately, losing themselves in this leisurely and fulfilling time.