Marry First, Love Later With The White Cat Princess - Chapter 112

Since Chong Yun had guaranteed that no one would disturb their rest, the area near the Elder’s residence remained quiet the following day. Liu Fenyun slept very deeply.

However, she had a nightmare.

In the dream, Lian Yi held a bowl of pale orange soup, quietly feeding it to her while she was fast asleep.

Liu Fenyun was dreaming, yet her consciousness was detached from her dream self. The moment she saw the soup, she immediately realized it was likely the “Bujianchou” (Sorrows Forgotten) decoction.

She tried frantically to return to her body, repeatedly slamming her conscious form against the figure on the bed, but her consciousness would not merge. Her body was beyond her control as she watched the bowl being drained to the bottom.

Liu Fenyun’s brow furrowed, her mind filled with confusion.

Why would she dream of her kitten feeding her Bujianchou? Did she not trust her?

The passage of time in the dream was erratic. In a blink, Liu Fenyun saw Lian Yi leading her through the streets into a shop selling wedding supplies. She saw Lian Yi buying auspicious quilts, window paper-cuts, wedding candies, and red curtains, ordering two clerks to pack them up as they headed back.

She wanted to ask why they were buying these so suddenly. Before they had set out, the Tushan Fox Clan had already set their wedding date, once Meng Nie was settled, they could return to wed. Suddenly, she heard herself ask: “Where are you taking me?”

“To get married~” Lian Yi smiled at her. “I’m going to hide you away properly, hide you for a lifetime, so no one can ever take you away.”

Before Liu Fenyun could grasp her meaning, the scene shifted. Lian Yi was draping a red cloth over her head, leading her to an altar, and saying with a radiant smile: “First bow to Heaven and Earth.”

Immediately, they bowed together toward the incense burner.

The place for the ceremony was incredibly crude, it seemed to be a dilapidated small temple. There were even cobwebs under the altar table.

Liu Fenyun watched in disbelief. She truly wanted to ask her kitten why she would hide her here for a lifetime when they clearly had better places to live. Moreover, didn’t Lian Yi want a grand and bustling wedding?

However, looking into the wild joy in Lian Yi’s eyes, she suddenly understood.

A yandere lacking a sense of security only has room for one person in their heart. To prevent others from snatching their beloved, or to prevent the beloved from getting hurt, they will hide that person away. Even if it means locking the beloved in a cage and stripping them of their freedom, to a yandere, that is a wish fulfilled.

The yandere does not care where they live or in what form the lover exists, they only care about being together.

Liu Fenyun broke into a cold sweat and woke up instantly, frightened by the dream.

She woke with quite a start, which roused Lian Yi, who was curled in her arms. Lian Yi opened her sleepy eyes, leaned in dizzily, and nipped at Liu Fenyun’s skin with her white teeth, muttering: “Don’t bother me…”

The sting brought Liu Fenyun back to reality. Distinguishing dream from reality, she looked at Lian Yi and couldn’t help but recall the yandere cat feeding her medicine in the dream.

To be honest, she never thought her kitten would do such a thing. For a spiritual pet to erase a God’s memory out of selfishness would surely incur divine punishment. But a yandere truly wouldn’t consider such things, they only care about being together. Whether the lover is dead or alive is irrelevant.

Liu Fenyun gently moved the cat from her arms, sat up, and shook her head to clear the stray thoughts, sighing.

Having such a dream meant that, subconsciously, she still harbored distrust toward her kitten. This wasn’t good.

Even if Lian Yi was a yandere, she was different from the others. She shouldn’t be so quick to judge.

It was still early outside. Liu Fenyun lay back down and pulled the cat into her arms. Just as she closed her eyes to fall back asleep, she felt a punch to her stomach. Before she could react, she tumbled off the bed.

Liu Fenyun was stunned. Before she could sit up, a white shadow pounced from the bed, pinning her to the floor. Lian Yi leaned down, sniffing close to her face, her loose snow white hair cascading down and tickling Liu Fenyun’s neck. As Liu Fenyun instinctively moved to brush it away, her hands were pinned down by the cat.

“Yiyi?” Liu Fenyun called out instinctively, unsure what had suddenly come over her.

“…The scent of Mu Qingzhong,” Lian Yi suddenly said after sniffing for a while.

“What did you say?!” Liu Fenyun was startled.

“You have Mu Qingzhong’s scent on you!” Lian Yi raised her voice, then swatted at Liu Fenyun’s stomach like she was hitting a cockroach.

Caught off guard by the slap, Liu Fenyun curled up in pain, her eyes wide with surprise.

She remembered being injured by the demonic energy bead gifted by Mu Qingzhong in the forbidden grounds, losing quite a bit of blood. But she had specifically asked the System if her cells were being altered by demonic energy, and the System had clearly replied: “All demonic energy that entered the body has been cleared.”

But now the kitten said she smelled Mu Qingzhong. Lian Yi wouldn’t lie for no reason. Did this mean some of Mu Qingzhong’s demonic energy still remained in her body?

Clutching her aching stomach, Liu Fenyun ordered the System to conduct a check while reaching out a hand to Lian Yi.

Lian Yi squatted beside her warily, staring at the offered hand for a few seconds before hesitantly placing her own on top of it.

“Where did Yiyi smell her scent?” Liu Fenyun asked, stroking the back of her hand.

Lian Yi pursed her lips and silently looked toward the spot Liu Fenyun was clutching.

Liu Fenyun pulled aside her clothes, revealing the wound. “Look closely, is there anything wrong?”

Her blood was unique, the wound from the demonic energy had long since stopped hurting.

With one hand still holding Liu Fenyun’s, Lian Yi used her other hand to unceremoniously stroke the skin, inspecting it inch by inch.

“Did Ah Yun have a nightmare last night?” she suddenly asked.

Liu Fenyun nodded reflexively.

“I don’t see anything wrong with the wound, but her scent… it truly exists,” Lian Yi said with disgust. As she helped Liu Fenyun back onto the bed, she asked, “What did Ah Yun dream about? Was it something bad about me? Back in the forbidden grounds, while you were picking flowers, she kept saying bad things about you to me.”

Liu Fenyun felt embarrassed to say it, but facing the kitten’s serious gaze, she recounted everything.

Lian Yi was a bit dazed after hearing it. She asked blankly, “Why would I feed you Bujianchou?”

In this world, the person who least wanted Ah Yun to forget the past was her.

“How should I know?” Liu Fenyun didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “I don’t think you’d do that either.”

Lian Yi blinked and asked again, “And why would we get married in a tiny, broken temple?”

“Just hearing your description makes me feel that place is so dirty and small… What? There were cobwebs?!”

“Why would I hide you? Who wants to take you away? Someone’s coming to snatch the bride?”

Every question felt like a public execution to Liu Fenyun.

The nightmare was already absurd enough, but the kitten’s questioning made it even more awkward. She was so ashamed she didn’t want to talk anymore.

“Then do you believe I would do those things?” Having asked enough about the dream, Lian Yi pinched her cheek and asked with a smile.

Liu Fenyun wanted to say a firm “no,” but the words hesitated for two seconds before coming out: “I…”

“Actually, even if those things haven’t happened, you still believe it to some extent,” Lian Yi cut her off.

The smile remained on her face, but her words chilled Liu Fenyun: “You still feel like I would do it. Otherwise, why would you repeatedly urge me to take the medicine? That demon is annoying, but I have to admit, I admire her ability to dig out the emotions buried deep in one’s heart, because back then, I was dug out like that too, I just didn’t get the chance to dream.”

“Yiyi…”

“But if Ah Yun is really worried, I’ll take the medicine.” Lian Yi lowered her hand, her cat tail swaying lazily on the bed, occasionally brushing against Liu Fenyun. “Didn’t Ah Yun go to see the God of Fate last night? If I forget some things, what kind of punishment will I receive?”

Liu Fenyun guiltily looked away. She had actually kept that from the kitten last night, she hadn’t expected her to know.

She adjusted her mood slightly and smiled. “There won’t be a punishment, you just need to make a choice.” She then explained the new tribulation system the God of Fate had mentioned.

After listening, the cat thought seriously for a moment and hugged her arm. “I want to go to the world you used to live in.”

“Which world?” Liu Fenyun asked instinctively, her mood becoming complicated once she realized which one.

She hadn’t lived in that world for very long, and… because the world swap mechanism was triggered forcefully, she had died of sudden exhaustion in her dorm. Her identity had probably been canceled long ago.

“Is that okay?” Lian Yi leaned into her arms, her voice soft like she was acting spoiled. “I just want to go see if you lived well when you were alone in the lower realm.”

Liu Fenyun thought about it. Her residence was provided by the God of Fate’s emissary, so it should still be there. Just staying for a few days and not showing her face to her old classmates shouldn’t be a problem.

“Okay, I’ll tell the God of Fate.” She nodded in agreement. “Then Yiyi must be good and take the medicine, okay?”

The kitten in her arms obediently chirped “Okay,” but her hand reached down to rest on the injured spot. “This… should we find Madam Chong to deal with it?”

She would not allow Ah Yun to be tainted by any other scent, especially that of that annoying demon.

Lian Yi’s intuition was correct. The demonic energy that neither she nor Liu Fenyun could sense was drawn out by Chong Youhuai using two artifacts.

“…This is the demon the Ancestor suppressed in the forbidden grounds?” Looking at the cluster of black mist inside the artifact, Chong Youhuai frowned deeply. “Since you two came out safely, you must have seen the Ancestor. Did she give you any instructions?”

Liu Fenyun knew what she was asking. People died upon entering the sect’s forbidden grounds, and besides the dangerous environment, it was naturally due to the dangerous creatures within.

Recalling Chong Shuo’s warning, she could only speak truthfully: “I’m sorry. The Founding Ancestor specifically reminded me that karma has its own set path. She will suppress that demon until the final moment. Until then, Qingmu Immortal Mountain need not take any action.”

Even without Chong Shuo’s promise, Liu Fenyun could not interfere with the matters of the forbidden grounds. As the God of Fate had said, she was already too entangled with the karma of this world. As a God, this was something she absolutely should not have done.