Night fell, and the lamps began to glow.
Now,
The three disciples no longer needed their master’s concern.
Since Zhiwei entered Foundation Establishment, he was in secluded cultivation for long periods.
Qing Jun used to always bother his master, but now he had become an egg, unable to bother him even if he wanted to.
As for Jin’er.
She rarely disturbed Chen Ye, and now that he had sent back a large amount of top-quality spiritual materials, she was fully immersed in her studies.
But...
Without the company of his disciples, there was still some loneliness.
Therefore, Chen Ye changed into casual clothes and walked toward the Moon Gazing Pavilion under the moonlight.
The courtyard windows were half open, and the scent of tea was light and elegant.
Mao Qingzhu, dressed in a loose moon-white gauze dress, was sitting by the window, sewing beautiful new clothes for Qing Jun with her own hands.
Her expression was concentrated, and in the candlelight, her side profile was as gentle as a court lady’s painting, though a faint worry was always locked between her brows.
She indeed felt guilty towards Qing Jun.
Every time they reunited, even if it didn’t show on her face, she always wanted to do something for Qing Jun in private.
"Sister Qingzhu."
With the Restriction Token of Moon Gazing Pavilion, Chen Ye easily entered without obstruction and called softly.
"Brother Ye?"
Mao Qingzhu’s hand trembled, nearly pricking her fingertip with the needle.
She hurriedly put down her needlework, stood up, both surprised and flustered,
"This... so late, why have you come? You didn’t let me know in advance, I... I haven’t tidied up much..."
She instinctively smoothed her hair and looked down at her casual attire.
Because inside Moon Gazing Pavilion, only Xiaoli was with her, there were no outsiders.
Thus, her clothes were loose, vaguely revealing her graceful curves.
"Do I need to let you know for anything? Besides... I said before that I’d come to see you."
Chen Ye walked forward with a smile, naturally wrapping his arms around her slim waist, resting his chin on her shoulder, breathing in the reassuring fragrance she carried.
Hmm... it seems a bit lecherous, huh.
But in front of Sister Qingzhu, why would such formalities matter?
The gentle fairy sighed softly, stroking the man’s hair with her hand: "I heard... today, Peak Master Zhao went to see you. He didn’t give you a hard time, did he?"
"Him?"
Chen Ye chuckled lightly,
"Now he owes me a favor for a hand, even if you give him courage, he wouldn’t dare make things difficult for me. But you, why are you making clothes for Qing Jun again? The clothes in her Storage Bag are enough to wear a new one every day for years."
Mao Qingzhu lowered her eyelids, speaking softly: "She’s a girl, after all, she needs to dress up. Besides... she’s grown taller now, the old clothes might not fit..."
As she spoke, her voice grew softer, that wisp of worry surfaced across her brow again.
Chen Ye sighed inwardly.
He could understand Sister Qingzhu; her relationship with Qing Jun was like mother and daughter, yet not quite, very complex.
"Sister Qingzhu."
Chen Ye lifted her face, letting her look directly into his eyes,
"You’ve done well enough. Qing Jun really likes your chicken soup, and she likes you very much."
"Hmm..."
Mao Qingzhu forced a smile, but it was somewhat bitter.
Looking at Chen Ye’s handsome face so close, she suddenly felt a daze.
The man in front of her was no longer the young cultivator of Yunxi District who had once looked up to her.
Now he had completed Foundation Establishment and possessed extraordinary skills.
Not only was he on intimate terms with the Bai Family’s eldest daughter, even Zhao Yushuang, a person as proud as she is, had taken special notice of him.
"Brother Ye."
Mao Qingzhu took a deep breath, mustering her courage,
"Actually... I think you’re a dragon hidden in the deep; you’re destined to soar the skies one day."
"People like you will surely have lovely confidantes around them in the future. Whether it’s Bai Susu or Zhao Yushuang, they are... they are both outstanding, and can assist you on your cultivation path."
Chen Ye furrowed his brow: "What are you trying to say?"
Mao Qingzhu’s pretty face flushed slightly; she bit her lip and said softly:
"I mean... I don’t mind. You don’t have to worry about me getting jealous of Zhao Yushuang and seeking me out just for that... after all, for cultivators, having multiple wives is normal."
What are you talking about?
Chen Ye laughed, it turned out Sister Qingzhu thought he came to see her because of Zhao Yushuang.
He gently stroked the lady’s black hair, saying with a smile: "No. This time, I came specifically for Sister Qingzhu."
"Brother Ye, you... Anyway, you don’t need to worry about me."
Mao Qingzhu’s mood suddenly turned low, dropping her head, she quietly said,
"Besides... I have been married before..."
In the next moment.
She just felt a tightness around her wrist, and her whole body was pulled by a great force right into a broad embrace.
"What nonsense are you saying!"
Chen Ye’s voice rang from above, looking down at the evasive gaze of Sister Qingzhu, he laughed aloud,
"Sister Qingzhu, what’s the big deal about that? Besides, that night, I indeed experienced it all."
Mao Qingzhu was so shy that even the roots of her neck turned pink; she turned her head away:
"I mean... in name, after all, it’s Xu Buhui..."
"To hell with the name!"
Chen Ye rarely cursed, interrupting her,
"I know that when you married Xu Buhui, you were forced by your father. Besides, since marrying him, though married, you rarely saw each other. What’s the big deal about that? If Sister Qingzhu cares so much, in a few days, I’ll take you to Xu Family to divorce him!"
Speaking of which, Chen Ye realized he had always overlooked the matter with Xu Buhui.
Previously,
Sister Qingzhu had been confined by Mao Cheng, unable to leave, let alone convinced Mao Cheng to divorce Xu Buhui.
But now.
Since Sister Qingzhu had come to Baopu Peak, it was naturally up to him, Chen Ye, to resolve this matter for her!
Hmm!
Now Sister Qingzhu was his Taoist companion, not anyone’s wife!