Was it you that night?-Chapter 72 - Shen Qinghe Give Me a Kiss

Chapter 72: Chapter 72: Shen Qinghe, Give Me a Kiss

Chapter 72 -72: Shen Qinghe, Give Me a Kiss

Xiao Chen considered himself to be highly skilled in martial arts and possessed extraordinary inner strength. Among his peers, except for Yan Changsheng, he really didn’t take anyone else seriously.

The disappearance of the Wuya Sword Spirit in a flash was a spell, right?

Shen Qinghe was a cultivator, so she wasn’t surprised by Dongfang Wuya’s skill. Having such a master as one of her own, she instantly made a decision.

She softly said to Dongfang Wuya, “Let’s go find Changsheng.”

“I don’t like you seeing Yan Changsheng.” In truth, Dongfang Wuya rejected anyone who approached Shen Qinghe. He felt that his master was his possession.

Shen Qinghe tried to reason with Dongfang Wuya, “I want to see Yan Changsheng to make a trade. Only if the trade with him is successful can I leave this place as soon as possible and regain my freedom.”

Wuya’s eyes lit up upon hearing this, and he had no further objections.

Yan Changsheng and Nan Sheng never expected Shen Qinghe to appear again so soon. Yan Changsheng felt a bit guilty for hurting Shen Qinghe yesterday, but now he was annoyed by her persistent involvement.

He said with an unpleasant expression, “What are you doing here again?!”

Nan Sheng, even more exaggeratedly, hid behind Yan Changsheng and stared at Shen Qinghe nervously, as if Shen Qinghe would devour her.

Shen Qinghe couldn’t be bothered with Nan Sheng’s affected behaviour. She found a seat and sat down calmly, her lips parting indifferently, “I’m here to make a trade with you. I know you and Nan Sheng are in love, and that our marriage was due to pressure from our elders. Nan Sheng being your beloved, I suppose you don’t wish to see her continue suffering without proper status. I’m here to clear the way for Nan Sheng to become the Young City Lord’s Wife. However, I have a condition. If you agree, I will voluntarily step down!”

Nan Sheng’s eyes brightened, “Really?”

Shen Qinghe’s lips curved in a half-smile, “Now it all depends on the Young City Lord’s sincerity. As long as the Young City Lord hands over the Snow Bone Grass to me, I will voluntarily step down so you lovers can finally be together.”

Yan Changsheng hadn’t expected Shen Qinghe to offer to step down voluntarily; the entire Snow Bone City knew of Shen Qinghe’s admiration for him. Qinghe had not easily married him, so why would she willingly step down?

But the Snow Bone Grass was an Immortal Herb. It was only with great difficulty that he had acquired a sprig, rumored to offer a chance at cultivation to mere mortals. He had been nurturing it carefully for years, and just when the Immortal Herb was about to bloom, how could he willingly hand it over to Shen Qinghe?

He had intended to give the Snow Bone Grass to Nan Sheng, so how could he bear giving it to Shen Qinghe.

Did Shen Qinghe know the importance of this herb to him, and was she deliberately giving him such a difficult choice?

“Pick another condition!” Yan Changsheng replied in a heavy tone.

Nan Sheng was stunned; she thought that given Yan Changsheng’s love for her, he would agree to Shen Qinghe’s demand without hesitation.

Shen Qinghe also knew of the importance of the Snow Bone Grass and was not surprised by Yan Changsheng’s response.

“I thought, just a herb, how could it be more important than Nan Sheng in your heart. It seems you don’t love Nan Sheng that much after all.” Shen Qinghe deliberately provoked him.

She believed Nan Sheng couldn’t withstand such a provocation. Nan Sheng was too proud to accept being less valued than a plant.

As expected, upon hearing this, Nan Sheng immediately turned to Yan Changsheng and asked, “Am I less important to Brother Changsheng than a sprig of Snow Bone Grass?”

Yan Changsheng knew Nan Sheng didn’t understand the importance of the Snow Bone Grass and whispered, “You don’t understand, there’s only one Snow Bone Grass in the world, and it’s very important…”

“But is it more important than me?” Nan Sheng looked at Yan Changsheng in disbelief.

“I was planning to give it to you. Mortals have a chance to cultivate immortality after taking it!” Yan Changsheng blurted out, afraid Nan Sheng might misunderstand.

Nan Sheng was both shocked and delighted, “Really?!”

Yan Changsheng looked at Nan Sheng with affection, “Of course, I was thinking that when it is ready, we would take it together.”

Shen Qinghe, however, was not surprised that Yan Changsheng wanted to give the Snow Bone Grass to Nan Sheng. She coughed lightly and said, “As far as I know, a stalk of Snow Bone Grass only blooms once and can only be consumed by one person. If the two of you wish to take the Snow Bone Grass together, this Immortal Herb will not be able to exert its magical effects. If one of you becomes immortal while the other remains a mortal, forever separated between two realms, it would be better to leave it to me to help you solve this problem.”

Upon her words, both Nan Sheng and Yan Changsheng fell silent.

“Young City Lord, think over what I’ve said carefully. You mustn’t let a mere Snow Bone Grass turn lovers into resentful partners,” Shen Qinghe said, then turned to Nan Sheng, “Nan Sheng, you love the Young City Lord so much, surely you wouldn’t bear to take his beloved Snow Bone Grass all for yourself, leaving him to grow old alone in Snow Bone City, right?”

Nan Sheng, meeting Shen Qinghe’s piercing gaze, was suddenly filled with embarrassed anger, “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Wherever Brother Changsheng is, I will be there too. We won’t be separated. Don’t you try to sow discord!”

Shen Qinghe smiled inscrutably, “If only you had given me the Snow Bone Grass, I would have willingly ceded the position of Young City Lord’s Wife to you. It seems that for such a dead object as the Snow Bone Grass, you would rather not spend your life beside the Young City Lord as a couple. If that’s the case, then forget it. I will continue to be the Young City Lord’s Wife and won’t disturb your loving relationship any longer. Farewell.”

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Dongfang Wuya, who was waiting impatiently outside, happily approached as he saw Shen Qinghe finally emerge.

“From today on, you’ll watch every move of Yan Changsheng and Nan Sheng closely. The day the Snow Bone Grass blooms, that’s when you’ll snatch it away!” Shen Qinghe instructed Dongfang Wuya in a low voice.

“I want to be with you,” Wuya said plaintively as he wrapped his arms around Shen Qinghe’s slender waist.

He found the girl’s waist delicate and soft, an excellent sensation, and couldn’t help but pinch it over and over again.

Shen Qinghe forcefully moved his wandering hand away, “Only if I get the Snow Bone Grass will I be able to leave the City Lord’s Mansion. Wuya, be obedient, I’m counting on you now.”

“Then I’ll snatch the Snow Bone Grass now for my master,” Wuya thought the situation was easy to handle.

“That won’t do, the Snow Bone Grass hasn’t bloomed yet. If we snatch it now, it won’t unleash its power. Only when it blooms can I take it. Just keep a close eye on Yan Changsheng and Nan Sheng, and when the Snow Bone Grass blooms, you’ll snatch it,” Shen Qinghe swatted away Dongfang Wuya’s hand that was once again sneaking towards her waist.

Having Dongfang Wuya keep an eye on Yan Changsheng served two purposes: one was for the Snow Bone Grass, and the other was to keep Wuya at bay so that she wouldn’t get too intimate with him in the Illusory Realm, leading to awkward encounters upon their return to reality.

Dongfang Wuya was about to agree, but then he remembered how his master had negotiated with Yan Changsheng before and mimicked him, “Shen Qinghe, give me a kiss first, and then I’ll agree to your request.”

Shen Qinghe: …

Wuya leaned in close to Shen Qinghe, pointing at his own sensually red lips, “Kiss me like Yan Changsheng and Nan Sheng do.”

Shen Qinghe: …

How had Dongfang Wuya become like this in the Illusory Realm?

Would he want to kill her if she really kissed him once they were out of the Illusory Realm?

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Haha, Daqian hadn’t expected that this would turn out to be a New Year’s kiss. It felt quite coincidental.