I Got Together with the Goddess [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 8

After bringing the Golden Immortal Dew Cicada home, Jiang Yiqing wanted to give it to Madam Si to raise. However, Madam Si gave the flower back to her, saying that since she was the one who won it, it was better for her to keep it.

Thus, Jiang Yiqing carried the Golden Immortal Dew Cicada back to the Xiangzhu Courtyard. Madam Si also gifted Jiang Yiqing a luminous night pearl, praising her as “the bright pearl that can illuminate everyone even in the nights of the Si family.”

Peonies are flowers that severely test a craftsman’s skill; laymen often find them dead within a few days, let alone a sacred variety like the Golden Immortal Dew Cicada. Jiang Yiqing was somewhat afraid of killing the plant, but the System told her it was fine—as long as she bought Jade Dew from the mall every day to irrigate it, it wouldn’t die. This put Jiang Yiqing’s mind at ease.

The Dew Cicada she brought back was placed on the railing in front of her door. The leaves looked thick and green, making the pink color of the blossoms appear even more delicate and enchanting. The maidservants in the courtyard stared blankly at the beautiful flower, speechless. Si Xuansu also paused in front of the Dew Cicada, a hint of doubt flickering between her brows.

Seeing this, Jiang Yiqing couldn’t help but approach and ask her, “Xuansu, what are you thinking about?”

Si Xuansu turned to look at her and said, “That Taoist said ordinary people cannot see the golden threads, but I can see them now. Why is that?”

“Where? Where?” Hearing her say the flower had golden threads, the maids all crowded around to look, but they saw nothing at all.

They shook their heads and said, “Young Master, your eyes must be playing tricks on you. There are no golden threads on it.”

Jiang Yiqing said, “There are, actually. I see them too.”

“Really? Young Master-in-law?” Everyone widened their eyes, but they still couldn’t see anything.

Jiang Yiqing said to Si Xuansu, “Xuansu, your spiritual power is quite strong, so you can see the golden threads.”

“Is that so? I don’t feel much of anything,” Si Xuansu remarked.

“Young Master can dance with a sword to startle the clouds and her blade’s aura can pierce the heavens. At twelve years old, she was unrivaled in the capital. Those sons of noble families who thought they had a bit of martial skill and held their noses in the air which wasn’t taught a lesson by the Young Master until they were crawling on the ground looking for their teeth?” Zhi Gui added from the side. “So, having strong spiritual power is a certainty. Young Master, don’t be humble.”

Unrivaled at twelve years old—it was clear her kung fu was extraordinary. Jiang Yiqing hadn’t expected the Goddess to be even more powerful than she imagined! She looked at her with eyes full of worship, causing Si Xuansu to shift her gaze away in embarrassment.

” Zhi Gui, you’re exaggerating.”

“No, I’m not.”

“Young Master-in-law, you can see them too. Is your spiritual power also very strong?” Returning to the previous topic, the maids vied to ask Jiang Yiqing.

Jiang Yiqing felt awkward boasting in front of them, so she took a bottle of “Eyesight Brightening Agent” from her storage space. This spray could allow people to see things they usually couldn’t, with an effect lasting only about a dozen seconds.

She sprayed it around their eyes. The girls smelled a fresh fragrance, and their eyes felt no discomfort; everything around them seemed to become brighter. At that moment, they were finally able to see the golden threads on the Golden Immortal Dew Cicada.

“Wow, it’s true! There are golden threads!” everyone exclaimed in wonder.

“Young Master-in-law, you always have such strange and wonderful abilities. You really are amazing!”

Jiang Yiqing smiled and said nothing.

At night, Jiang Yiqing tucked the night pearl into her bosom as she crawled into bed, truly feeling quite interested in this precious gem.

In the dark, it emitted a soft, pure white glow, possessing a moist and cool sensation. Jiang Yiqing rubbed the pearl, unable to put it down.

Si Xuansu was still at the table reading. Jiang Yiqing poked her head out from the covers and said to her, “Xuansu, if we had ten-night pearls, you wouldn’t need to light a lamp to read at night.”

Si Xuansu thought to herself, I don’t actually want to read, but if I go to rest too early and share the bed with Yiqing, I always feel uneasy.

“Finding one night pearl is already difficult. Where would one find as many as ten?”

Hearing her say this, Jiang Yiqing felt a bit discouraged. She felt as though Si Xuansu was still angry?

“Xuansu, how about I go to the military camp to visit you another day? I don’t know if it would disturb you. I’ve never seen how soldiers are trained; it must be very interesting.”

“Are you still going to show your face as you did before? Didn’t you say you weren’t used to it, Yiqing?” Si Xuansu put down her book and walked to the bedside. Looking down at her from above, she said, “Or do you want to appear in the barracks in women’s clothing? With so many men there, do you enjoy the feeling of being pursued and admired that much, Yiqing?”

Jiang Yiqing was merely curious about what Si Xuansu looked like while training troops, but after hearing her words, she felt a bit deflated. However, she also felt she was being misunderstood.

“If you can do it, Xuansu, why can’t I?” Jiang Yiqing tilted her head up, looking at her with a hint of stubbornness.

“…I will tell you why you can’t.” Si Xuansu reached out to wrap an arm around her waist and pressed her lips heavily onto Jiang Yiqing’s in a kiss. Only after seeing Jiang Yiqing’s eyes widen in a daze, with a mist gradually forming in them, did Si Xuansu release her with lingering desire. She said, “Yiqing is always like this—it seems like you like me very much, yet it also seems like I have misunderstood your intentions.”

Jiang Yiqing looked at her, her face flushed red.

“So you really do like me, after all?” Si Xuansu smiled and stroked her cheek, feeling the silky texture. Her mood visibly brightened. “Then I can finally be at peace.”

“Xuansu, if you have something to say, just say it. Why did you have to…” Jiang Yiqing trailed off.

“Forcibly kiss you?” Si Xuansu finished for her. She said, “Yiqing, I am your wife. I work hard outside every day; it isn’t too much to ask for a little compensation, is it?”

“You… you…” Jiang Yiqing looked at her, unable to speak. She had never imagined that the Goddess, who seemed so detached from the mortal world in her heart, would have such a side to her. She said indignantly, “You said yourself you are my wife, so I should be the one taking the lead. What exactly are you angry at me for?”

“My appearing in public is a matter of necessity, yet you, Yiqing, seem to revel in it,” Si Xuansu said coolly.

“I just wanted to go to the military camp. Why is that not allowed?” Jiang Yiqing asked, deliberately plucking up her courage.

“You still don’t like me enough. If you could accept me, you wouldn’t think that way.” Si Xuansu caressed the small of Jiang Yiqing’s back, using a bit of an acupressure technique. It instantly made Jiang Yiqing’s whole body flush with heat, her mind unable to function.

“Why?” Jiang Yiqing asked.

With a whirl of the world, Jiang Yiqing found herself lying on the pillow. Si Xuansu’s face was directly above hers. She placed Jiang Yiqing’s hand on her own waist and said, “Don’t ask. I only want to know: could you like this version of me?”

Jiang Yiqing looked up, seeing a deep and fervent gaze that made her afraid to meet it. When Jiang Yiqing looked down, she happened to see Si Xuansu’s slightly open collar—those beautiful collarbones, that soft…

Jiang Yiqing’s cheeks flushed crimson in an instant. Her hand was still touching Si Xuansu’s stomach; when not tensed, the Goddess’s abdomen was so supple. Her other hand touched Si Xuansu’s arm. Due to her profession, Si Xuansu’s body fat percentage was quite low, but she smelled incredibly fragrant—not just the scent, but a kind of unspeakable sexiness.

This kind of proximity was cheating! The stimulation was just too much!

Before she could reply, Si Xuansu kissed her again.

Jiang Yiqing let out muffled whimpers. This time, the kiss was gentle and lingering, moving from the outside in. Jiang Yiqing’s brain cells went offline instantly, sinking into the pleasure she provided, feeling as though she were drowning.

“Breathe, Yiqing,” Si Xuansu whispered softly in her ear.

Her ears felt itchy and her brain felt tingly and numb. Jiang Yiqing’s eyes were glistening with something—whether tears or sweat, she couldn’t tell—before she remembered to breathe. Si Xuansu’s hands had already begun to caress her body.

“I… I…” Jiang Yiqing became completely incoherent.

“Do you like me, Yiqing?” Si Xuansu asked.

“…I like you.”