Transmigrated as the Little Concubine of a Paper-Thin Man - Chapter 36

After a round of dressing up, Shi Yunjii looked at herself in the bronze mirror, momentarily lost in thought.

Feng Yu called her name from behind, reminding her that it was time, but Shi Yunjii shook her head and gestured for them to leave, wanting to be alone for a while.

Feng Yu was a little troubled: “This…” She hesitated for a moment, but ultimately dared not openly defy Shi Yunjii’s order, so she could only say, “Then, Immortal Master, you must hurry. The sedan chair to pick you up will be here soon, and if we fail to receive you, we will not be able to account for it to the Immortal Lord later.”

Shi Yunjii nodded.

After they left the room, Shi Yunjii walked away from the dressing table in annoyance and opened the window for fresh air.

The time was almost here, but the thing she had agreed upon with Huanzhu yesterday had not yet materialized.

Just as she was pondering how else she could stall for time, a red-winged butterfly flew in from an unknown place outside the window. The butterfly was very spiritual, circling her once, and then flying south, seemingly beckoning her to follow.

Today was the Dao Companion Ceremony, and Yan Ling had lifted most of the restrictions in the Jade Bell Palace ahead of time. Shi Yunjii immediately guessed that the butterfly was likely Huanzhu. Without hesitation, she took a deep breath, lifted her skirt, and jumped straight out of the window, following the butterfly.

Along the way, she and the butterfly did run into other people, but whether it was good luck or Huanzhu being well-prepared, Shi Yunjii narrowly managed to dodge them every time.

In the vast Jade Bell Palace, no one had yet discovered that the protagonist of the Dao Companion Ceremony had left.

When they reached a secluded small grove outside the Jade Bell Palace, the butterfly vanished as expected, transforming into Huanzhu’s form.

The first thing she said upon landing was, “Did you bring the thing?”

Shi Yunjii did not answer, but instead asked: [Where is Jiang Shu?]

Huanzhu pointed to the side: “He’s over there.”

With that, she walked over and dragged a half-dead man out of an inconspicuous patch of grass. Shi Yunjii leaned closer and saw that the man was indeed the pale-faced Jiang Shu.

Jiang Shu also saw her. This time, he was no longer as frantic as he was yesterday. The emotions in his eyes shifted several times before finally settling on an expression of pleading.

“Junior Sister… Junior Sister…” He tried hard to reach out to Shi Yunjii, “Save me… save me…”

Shi Yunjii composed herself and asked: [Do you still remember who you are?]

Jiang Shu was already weak and could not clearly see her gestures and lip movements. Huanzhu, waiting on the side, grew a little impatient and simply acted as a “translator.”

“She’s asking if you remember who you are.”

Jiang Shu was stunned for a moment, then quickly said, “I, I am Jiang Shu, your Senior Brother.” He stared blankly at Shi Yunjii: “Junior Sister? Why, why are you mute?”

[Jiang Shu.] Shi Yunjii calmly uttered the name. [Since you have recovered your senses, you should naturally remember your crimes.]

Huanzhu sneered and continued her dutiful translation: “Do you still remember your crimes?”

This time, Jiang Shu was stunned for even longer.

He slowly raised his eyelids: “Junior Sister… This whole thing, it’s all a misunderstanding!” He struggled to grab the hem of Shi Yunjii’s skirt, but Shi Yunjii avoided him.

“That day, that day, what you saw in the secret chamber was not what you thought at all. Listen to my explanation.”

[Explain what?] Shi Yunjii spoke out the long-held anger and questions on behalf of the original Yunji: [Are you trying to say ‘I’ was mistaken, and that you didn’t personally kill my father and steal the sect’s secret treasure?]

“Junior Sister…” Upon hearing this, Jiang Shu cried out mournfully, “Master, Master was already at the end of his rope. What, what you saw was, was just me following Master’s dying wish to help him end his suffering…”

[Enough.]

Shi Yunjii was trembling with anger. She knew this was the most genuine emotion of the original Yunji.

Huanzhu kicked Jiang Shu in disgust, then looked at Shi Yunjii: “When it comes to disgusting things, it has to be the stuff you so-called righteous people do.”

She then got down to business: “I have fulfilled everything you asked for: Jiang Shu, the antidote, and…” She pulled out a transparent flower from her bosom: “The Lishang Flower.”

Seeing Shi Yunjii’s gaze fixed on the Lishang Flower, Huanzhu curved her lips: “So, where is the thing I want?”

Shi Yunjii snapped back to attention and reached for the small embroidered pouch at her waist. A moment later, she took out a plain-looking small box.

Although it was just a very ordinary small wooden box, the moment it was brought out, Huanzhu’s eyes widened, and her gaze seemed glued to the box, unable to look away.

[I ask one last thing of you.] Shi Yunjii looked at her.

Huanzhu was somewhat impatient: “Why are you so troublesome?” She urged in annoyance, “Hurry up and say it.”

Shi Yunjii looked at Jiang Shu: [Please, help me send him to the Wanzhu Courtyard on the west side of the Jade Bell Palace. Just lock him in the courtyard, you don’t need to worry about the rest.]

The Jade Bell Palace was built by Shi Yunjii and Yan Ling together. Shi Yunjii was very familiar with its layout. The Wanzhu Courtyard had a special, remote, and secluded location, and hardly anyone passed by there. Furthermore, Jiang Shu’s hands and feet were broken at the moment, rendering him incapable of moving, so as long as he was placed in the courtyard, there was no fear of him escaping.

Huanzhu nodded: “Fine.”

She emphasized: “Don’t push your luck any further. This is the last thing I’ll help you with.”

Shi Yunjii took a deep breath: “Yes.”

Then, the two exchanged their items.

The “Dao Heart Box” was handed to Huanzhu, and the exquisite, transparent Lishang Flower in Huanzhu’s hand was clasped in Shi Yunjii’s palm.

After getting the “Dao Heart Box,” Huanzhu’s hands were even trembling slightly as she held the box and inspected it continuously.

This made Shi Yunjii feel a little guilty—she was too aware of the mix-up with the box. Using a useless broken box to exchange for Huanzhu’s efforts several times, honestly, her conscience felt a little uneasy.

To avoid showing any flaws, she urged: [Take me back first.]

Huanzhu’s eyes darted around, and she nodded: “Let’s go.”

Shi Yunjii didn’t know what spell Huanzhu used this time, but in the end, she safely returned to Yan Ling’s sleeping quarters.

As soon as she sat down, she heard Feng Yu’s voice outside: “Immortal Master? Immortal Master? The immortal sedan has arrived. Are you ready, Immortal Master? I am going to push the door open and enter.”

Shi Yunjii looked at Huanzhu and reminded her: [Jiang Shu! Wanzhu Courtyard!]

Huanzhu gave a sly smile and lowered her voice: “Aren’t you confident in my work?”

She even bent down to help Shi Yunjii straighten her slightly folded collar: “Happy wedding, little Yunjii.”

The next moment, Feng Yu and her companions pushed the door open and entered, and Huanzhu disappeared just in time. Shi Yunjii secretly sighed in relief, cooperated by getting up, and allowed Feng Yu to help her out the door.

Outside, the immortal carriage carrying Yan Ling happened to arrive. She personally got out and took Shi Yunjii from the immortal maid’s hands.

People offering congratulations were everywhere. Shi Yunjii felt a little embarrassed and looked up at Yan Ling, only to find her gaze fixed on something behind her.

She felt strange. Just as she was about to turn her head to see what Yan Ling was looking at, she saw Yan Ling retract her gaze. The young and stunning Immortal Lord took her hand and placed it over her own heart, saying gently, “I’ll help you up.”

Shi Yunjii nodded lightly.

As she was getting onto the immortal carriage, she couldn’t help but look back at the door of the sleeping quarters she had just left.

Through the crowd of people and the red lanterns, a grey-blue butterfly was fluttering at the doorway in the distance.

The Dao Companion Ceremony was meant to announce the couple’s union to the entire cultivation world, so the most important ritual was for the two of them to ride the immortal carriage and circle the entire Flying Immortal Sect three times. The scale of the event alone showed Yan Ling’s dedication—

The vast Flying Immortal Sect was decorated with festive scenes everywhere, not sparing even the most remote peaks.

The two were silent in the immortal carriage. Logically, Shi Yunjii should have been very used to this quiet atmosphere, but today, Yan Ling’s gaze was firmly fixed on her, making her feel extremely uncomfortable. Even moving felt embarrassing.

She initiated communication with the other party: [So many… people.]

Yan Ling finally shifted her gaze from Shi Yunjii to the outside.

She asked: “Do you like it?”

Shi Yunjii was puzzled: “Huh?”

“After today, the entire cultivation world will know that you belong to me.” Yan Ling took her hand, her eyes sparkling, “I have waited for this moment for a long time.”

Even though she shouldn’t have had any reaction, at this moment, Shi Yunjii genuinely felt her heart race, and her face uncontrollably flushed.

She wanted to withdraw her hand but felt completely powerless, only able to go along with the other party’s words and ask: [Waited… for a long time?]

Yan Ling actually lowered her eyes in slight embarrassment and gently “Mmm-ed” in response.

Shi Yunjii recalled something and asked again: [Is it from… before I even came to this world?]

Yan Ling raised her head: “You know?”

[There was a time when you were unhappy, but I didn’t know why.] Shi Yunjii remembered the previous game BUG.

Although Yan Ling had achieved great success, become a revered guest of the Flying Immortal Sect, and owned her Jade Bell Palace, her mood value had always been off. At the time, Shi Yunjii had thought it was just a bug in the game company, but now, it seemed it might be related to Yan Ling’s own feelings.

Yan Ling’s grip on her hand suddenly tightened a bit.

“At that time, I thought I would never have a chance,” she said, her voice low and hoarse. But quickly, she curled her lips: “It’s in the past now. I can completely possess you from now on, my Deity.”

Shi Yunjii was momentarily lost in the moment.

An absurd thought even popped into her mind—Wouldn’t this be nice?

Yan Ling was beautiful, loyal, devoted, and had eyes only for her. Such a life partner was something others could only dream of. And such a person, even if she humbled herself to the dust, would rush towards her.

What was certain was that as long as she nodded, as long as she accepted being with Yan Ling, her life would be a hundred times happier than before.

But soon, the cruel reality pulled Shi Yunjii back.

The Yan Ling in front of her was not the true Yan Ling, so the words she spoke did not represent Yan Ling’s real thoughts.

She was just Yan Ling’s inner demon.

Perhaps because she had been nurtured by Shi Yunjii since childhood, Yan Ling’s inner dependence on her was too great, so the inner demon that arose wanted to firmly bind her to its side, resorting to extreme measures like the Dao Companion Ceremony.

The real Yan Ling, the real Yan Ling… how could she harbor such blasphemous thoughts?

Thinking this, Shi Yunjii’s eyes instantly darkened, and she even wanted to pull her hand back from Yan Ling’s palm.

[You are just…]

“Just controlled by an inner demon?” Unexpectedly, Yan Ling interrupted her and spoke the thought in her heart directly.

Shi Yunjii looked at her in surprise.

Yan Ling stared deeply at her: “But my inner demon is a recent thing. What about my previous delusions?” She pulled Shi Yunjii’s hand to her lips: “Deity, you know more than I do. Can you give me an explanation?”

Shi Yunjii was stunned for a long while.

A moment later, she took a deep breath: [The former Yan Ling would not force me to do things I didn’t want to do, nor would she insist on holding the Dao Companion Ceremony with me.]

“Yes,” Yan Ling admitted with a bitter smile, surprisingly.

She looked at Shi Yunjii: “That’s why the former me only deserved to watch you arrive, and then cruelly send you away. The former me deserved to suffer that kind of pain.” She softly exhaled: “If being afflicted by an inner demon allows me to keep you by my side, then I would rather be a demon.”

These words were like a clap of thunder, ringing directly in Shi Yunjii’s ears.

She couldn’t grasp the true meaning of these few sentences for a moment and could only stare blankly as Yan Ling leaned in and pressed a kiss onto her lips.

The kiss was restrained. Shi Yunjii blinked, feeling the ambiguous touch of her eyelashes sweeping across Yan Ling’s skin, and silently closed her eyes.

She actively parted her lips, deepening the kiss.

Let herself sink into it one last time. Anyway, she was leaving soon.

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