Abandoned Wife? Her Starlight Shall Blind You!-Chapter 238 - 181: Journey to Medicine King Valley

Chapter 238: Chapter 181: Journey to Medicine King Valley

Leaving the Imperial Palace, Jun Moling disregarded others’ gazes and directly lifted Shen Ruoxi into the carriage.

Her delicate body naturally nestled into Jun Moling’s warm embrace.

She looked up, filled with affection, and said, "Husband, it’s been some time since we got married, isn’t it time to visit my master?"

Jun Moling recalled Shen Ruoxi’s master, with those wary eyes, as if he was a monstrous threat, his temper indeed peculiar.

However, now that he has married the beloved disciple of the master, it is only proper and courteous to pay a visit.

"Very well, we shall visit the elder tomorrow," Jun Moling responded.

The next day, the weather was not favorable, and a light drizzle fell in the morning.

But by the Si hour, the rain gradually stopped, and the sun shyly showed its face.

Shen Ruoxi and Jun Moling decided to set off for the Medicine King Valley.

In truth, Shen Ruoxi, since early morning, had not seen Jun Moling’s figure; only after asking did she know he was in the storage carefully selecting gifts.

Shen Ruoxi knew that no matter whom she married, her master would inevitably feel displeased.

But since Jun Moling was intent on choosing gifts, she let him be.

When everything was ready, surprisingly, one carriage could not hold all the gifts, which made Shen Ruoxi laugh, "Husband, my master does not care for gold and silver; your thoughtfulness is what matters."

Yet Jun Moling had his own ideas; although he understood the elder might not care much for these things, he knew that sending so many gifts was out of respect for the elder.

This indirectly showed that because he cared for Shen Ruoxi, he treated the matter with such importance.

In this way, the elder could rest assured that his girl was in safe hands.

"This is the token of my regard; whether he likes it or not is his concern."

Jun Moling clearly remembered how he had implored him to tell Ruoxi’s identity, yet he kept silent and was full of hostility towards him.

Now, presenting this generous gift was his sincerity, as for the elder’s attitude, he no longer cared.

They brought two carriages full of gifts to the Medicine King Valley.

Meanwhile, at the Shen Family, Chunyu Che daringly paid a visit, inevitably causing quite a stir.

The Medicine King Valley was outside the Capital City, a bit far, so by the time they arrived, it was near noon.

Shen Ruoxi’s second senior sister and third senior brother enthusiastically led the two inside, while the Ghostly Trace Divine Hand, also Shen Ruoxi’s master, was in a rather unpleasant mood.

Back then, when Shen Ruoxi and Jun Moling got married, he was informed.

Perhaps because her first marriage was to an unsuitable person, the master feared he would not be able to hold back his anger and commit homicide, so he did not attend their wedding.

He never expected that Shen Ruoxi would take so long to remember to visit him.

The Ghostly Trace Divine Hand sat upright in the grand master’s chair, looking stern, but he did not think of all this as his clever and obedient disciple Shen Ruoxi’s fault. Surely it was the fault of her husband, the famous Prince Zhan, Jun Moling.

At this moment, Shen Ruoxi and Jun Moling knelt on the ground, paying their respects to him. However, the Ghostly Trace Divine Hand, unusually, did not let them rise.

Shen Ruoxi was well aware that her master was angry.

In fact, it’s not that she didn’t want to visit her master, but during that period, she was so busy doing business with Ning Zhen that she barely had time, and Jun Moling was also extremely busy, so they couldn’t come.

"Master, it’s my fault, please don’t be angry," Shen Ruoxi said coquettishly, her voice carrying a coaxing tone.

The Ghostly Trace Divine Hand deliberately turned his gaze aside, closed his lips tightly, and said nothing.

Shen Ruoxi could not help but smile, she understood in her heart that her master’s anger was directed at her husband.

In her master’s eyes, she was always flawless; any mistake had to be someone else’s fault.

Even the honorable Prince Zhan, Jun Moling, knelt on the ground without any resentment, seeing nothing wrong with it.

If it weren’t for the elder saving his wife back then, who knows what her fate might have been today.

She was not just his wife’s master, but his master too.

"Master, it is not Ruoxi’s fault; it is all my fault. I am still thankful for your guidance back then," Jun Moling said sincerely.

Back then, the Ghostly Trace Divine Hand did not know Shen Ruoxi’s true identity, only assuming she was a lonely orphan.

How could these people of the world know that they would have entanglements with a Prince?

So, at that time, he decided to cut off any connection between them.

But even though he made every effort, deliberately misleading Jun Moling, preventing him from finding Shen Ruoxi, in the end, he couldn’t stop the two from coming together as husband and wife.

If he had known all this earlier, perhaps he wouldn’t have interfered so harshly, and wouldn’t have let his apprentice suffer so much in the Xiao Family.

"You..." The more the Ghostly Trace Divine Hand looked at Jun Moling, the more displeased he became.

Shen Ruoxi suddenly pulled Jun Moling up, feigning anger and said, "Master, my husband said he searched for me for many years. I refuse to believe you hadn’t heard of it; did you intentionally not let him find me?"

The Ghostly Trace Divine Hand was taken aback by Shen Ruoxi’s sudden accusation, flaring his beard and glaring, internally angry; truly, a girl cannot be kept once grown up!

He only made them kneel for a little while, yet she felt heartache for her husband and even came to blame him.

He shouted angrily, "He is a Prince, and you are just a rustic girl. He can have multiple wives and concubines, but you do not have a proper status. How can you be with him?

All I did was for your good, and you blame me instead. Is it that in your heart now, only your husband is good, and the master has become the bad guy!"

Shen Ruoxi could not help but laugh, gently massaging her master’s shoulders, coquettishly saying, "Master, how old was I back then? I was just his lifesaver, you were always thinking ahead, don’t be angry, I’ll give you a good shoulder massage."

The Ghostly Trace Divine Hand coldly snorted, "You were young then, naturally wouldn’t think that way, but some people had hidden intentions. I had to guard against that."

After speaking, he deliberately glanced at Jun Moling.

Jun Moling knew that in the elder’s heart, he was the big bad wolf constantly eyeing the little girl.

Although he wanted to defend himself, claiming he never had such intentions back then, only wishing to repay her and find out her name and where she lived.

But now, having married her, any explanation seemed feeble and meaningless.

"Master, Ruoxi is now my wife, I swear that she’ll be the only wife I want in this life. Please set your mind at ease! Here, have some tea."

Jun Moling earnestly said, finishing by pouring tea for the Ghostly Trace Divine Hand.

The Ghostly Trace Divine Hand would not accept it, "Back then, that boy Xiao Chengyi said the same, but in the end, he still wronged Ruoxi!"

"I won’t, really, please believe me!" Jun Moling earnestly rendered the tea, respectfully offering it to him.

Reluctantly, at the sight of his disciple’s pout of dissatisfaction, he unwillingly accepted it.

He could not bear for his treasured disciple to be upset.

Seeing the elder take the tea, Jun Moling waved his hand, and Mi Yi quickly brought in all the gifts.

Looking at the room full of gifts, the Ghostly Trace Divine Hand slightly furrowed his brows.

Was this an attempt to bribe him? He never liked the status of a Prince.

However, the two disciples beside him were thrilled, "Master, look, these are silk and satin, those are pearls and agates, the Prince even prepared beef, mutton, and pork for us, and fresh fruits. It’s a feast today!"

The two disciples were beaming with excitement, their eyes fixed on the gifts with great joy.