Chapter 12

The system had been reborn alongside Ji Linglu for three whole days now, and it had spent all three days and three nights helpless. It could not even keep writing the system log for the second day, because what would have gone into it was not reform progress at all, but the system’s entire history of blood and tears.

The feelings between the two women and one system were simply too crowded; in front of them, it was so green and inexperienced it was like an unripe melon.

When friends are living in peaceful contentment, that must mean some system is carrying the burden and trudging forward.

All the good days were being enjoyed by Ji Linglu, while all the breakdowns were left to the system. Never mind electrocuting Ji Linglu—it no longer even had the strength to scream.

It had finally realized that the greatest obstacle standing in the way of the mission to reform the vicious female supporting character was not the vicious female supporting character Ji Linglu herself, but the protagonist shou, Yun Ningqing!

It had never seen anyone dote on a child this much.

If she wanted kisses, she got kisses. If she wanted hugs, she got hugs. Yun Ningqing arranged every aspect of her clothing, food, shelter, and travel for her. Ji Linglu did not even have to walk on her own. They were only one step away from Yun Ningqing feeding food directly into Ji Linglu’s mouth!

Why would Your Majesty rebel!

No carrying this, absolutely no carrying this!

The enemy was too powerful, so the system had no choice but to retreat strategically and place its hopes on that protagonist gong who had no idea where the hell she had gone. After all, no matter who ended up getting the protagonist shou in the end, the one getting married at the wedding was not it, so there was really no point in it hopping about and making a fuss here.

Today, as usual, Yun Ningqing got up early and left the peak to lead the disciples in morning lessons and sword practice. Ji Linglu did not laze in bed until Yun Ningqing returned. Instead, she got up early, changed into the clothes Yun Ningqing had prepared for her, and walked with her hands behind her back toward the study they shared.

The system was greatly puzzled. [Are you going to buckle down and work hard now?]

How could it possibly believe that?

Would it sooner believe that the vicious female supporting character had finally learned to strive upward, or that pigs would line up to castrate themselves!

After being reborn full of hatred, a lovestruck fool would only become an even bigger lovestruck fool. She would never become career-minded.

Besides, there was no need for the vicious host to cultivate diligently or carve out some brand-new path. The battle at Baima Pass had already proven how formidable Yunzhong Jun and the Yunzhong Secret Realm were. She only needed to repeat the trajectory of her previous life step by step, and that would be enough to make her the greatest stumbling block on the road to the protagonist gong seizing power over the world while drunk and lying in beauty’s lap.

Of course, the fate of a stumbling block in the end could only be to be kicked aside.

Three days had passed, and aside from the one time the protagonist shou had practiced swordsmanship with the vicious host, the vicious host had been too lazy even to pretend to stolen contentmeditate. Her whole heart was set on clinging to the protagonist shou, and even so, the protagonist shou was still willing to indulge her.

“Have you not noticed?” Ji Linglu looked around and lowered her voice, wearing the expression of someone who had discovered a major secret.

The system grew excited. [What, what?]

“Senior Sister’s clothes are getting a little old, and the styles are no longer in fashion.”

[…Hehehehehehehe!]

It knew it would be this!

In the mind of someone obsessed with her senior sister, what in the world could possibly be more important than her senior sister? There was nothing!

The system was so resentful. How had it fallen for that again!

[Wow, what a discovery that shakes all of Yunyin Continent. Host, you’re amazing.]

The system even simulated the sound of ten thousand people applauding, just to liven things up for the vicious host.

Ji Linglu, not only unashamed but proud of herself, nodded solemnly.

The system had originally wanted to become a cold and heartless little system, to hold its breath and refuse to speak until the vicious host realized it was angry and came to placate it.

Chinese-style education—you win!

—Starting today, the system would never laugh again. From tomorrow onward, it would not utter another word. It would carry silence through to the end, following only procedure and not emotion, making the vicious host deeply regret it and miss the once lively and cheerful system.

Grown-up system: The first cup, to myself…

But then it saw Ji Linglu sit down silently at the desk, spread out a sheet of white paper, and take up her brush as if to write something. Immediately, it began itching to move again, wanting to strike at the vicious host’s arrogant momentum.

[Didn’t the protagonist shou just scold you for writing erotic poems? Why are you knowingly doing it again?]

Ji Linglu smiled but not quite. “I am not so foolish as to fail to learn from experience.”

Occasionally being naughty once in a while to startle Senior Sister was just the icing on the cake, a little romantic amusement to deepen read the original at bailiantales.comtheir feelings. But if she did it every day, Senior Sister would not be angry with her—rather, she would be angry with herself.

“You have no one to feel sorry for you, but my Senior Sister does have someone who feels sorry for her.”

The system let out a shrill, explosive cry.

What kind of words were these, what kind of words? In any case, they definitely were not human words!

There was not a single word it liked hearing.

Go to Baima Pass already and trade blows with the protagonist gong. It would not feel bad no matter which one died. It truly could not endure this supremely malicious person, one whose evil spanned the ages, for even a single day longer!

[Aren’t you really afraid that mouth of yours will get you beaten to death!?]

While lifting her brush to paint, Ji Linglu answered the ghostly thing, “No need to be afraid. None of them can beat me.”

In the battle at Baima Pass, it had not only been a case of the righteous and demonic paths joining together to win through numbers. At the time, Ji Linglu had not even been at her peak. The inheritance of the Yunzhong Secret Realm was not something that could be obtained in one go. Every time she reached a bottleneck, Ji Linglu had to return to the Yunzhong Secret Realm and shut herself away in seclusion for a period, continuing to undergo the inheritance trials. It was deeply draining to the mind and could very well leave her injured. And because she had been in a hurry to leave and find Yun Ningqing, she naturally had not rested and recovered inside the secret realm. As a result, the moment she emerged, people were already blocking her at her own doorstep.

Now that she thought about it, certain people had obviously feared that once she completely mastered the Yunzhong Secret Realm inheritance, she would have truly come into her own and become unstoppable. So they had wanted to cut off her road to greatness once and for all, yet shamelessly used her Senior Sister as an excuse.

In the final analysis, Ji Linglu cared about everything connected to Yun Ningqing, but other people were not like that. To put it bluntly, where in the cultivation world were there that many purebred, top-grade lovestruck fools?

So who, exactly, had been afraid?

It was clearly afraid that this vicious female supporting character could not withstand the cultivation world’s beatings.

This time, the system really was angry. But when it saw the gradually emerging outline on the sheet of white paper, it could not help speaking to Ji Linglu again. [Are you drawing clothing designs for the protagonist shou?]

“Indeed.”

Not long after, the system asked in surprise again, [I’ve seen the protagonist shou wear mostly simple dresses and fitted outfits, so why did you draw two different styles of the same set?]

The style was the same, but the colors differed—one was an elegant jade tone, the other a magnificent crimson. The auspicious patterns were different as well: one carried a cloud-and-crane motif, the other a cloud-and-egret motif. Even the finer details of the accessories differed. One was paired with a jade crown, white jade hairpin, and jade belt, while the other had a gold crown, ruby hairpin, and a belt made from the same gemstone.

The former was elegance taken to its utmost extreme; the latter was flamboyance taken to its utmost extreme. The contrast in style was remarkably vivid.

Every bit of it was filled with Ji Linglu’s little hidden intentions.

Although the details differed this much, if the two were worn separately by the two of them, others would definitely be able to tell at a glance that they belonged together.

Ji Linglu looked even more surprised than it. “If they are not one design in two variations, then after wearing them, how would outsiders be able to tell my relationship with Senior Sister? Senior Sister is an immortal crane, and I am the little egret that accompanies her at her side.”

The system sucked in a breath. [Host, you are so scheming! You even made matching couple outfits for yourself and the protagonist shou!?]

The vicious female supporting character truly was frighteningly clever and deeply calculating. Unfortunately, out of a hundred schemes, one hundred and twenty of them were used on how to romance the protagonist shou.

“That’s it exactly!” Ji Linglu’s eyes lit up, and she broke into a smile, not stingy in her praise for the ghostly thing. “You finally said something pleasant for once.”

[…Hehehehe, well then, how very hard that must have been for you.]

Ji Linglu nodded again, deeply in agreement.

Was that not the case? Their lovely private world of just her and Senior Sister, spending time alone together, had suddenly gained an eerie thing lurking in the shadows and watching them at every moment. Whenever she wanted to get a little closer to Senior Sister, she had to be so cautious and restrained. No matter how broad-minded someone was, they could not possibly be happy about that.

Only, the system did not know what Ji Linglu was thinking. Otherwise, it definitely would have questioned her—where exactly was she being cautious and read the original at bailiantales.comrestrained? Did she seriously think she was enduring humiliation and lying low!?

Even without knowing what Ji Linglu was thinking, it was still enough to infuriate a system that was only a month old by zero-point-something.

The system began laughing madly. [Hahahahahaha hehehehehehe…]

Ji Linglu treated it as background entertainment and, after drawing several designs, finally placed them into a box that was already nearly full.

Although the senior and junior sisters shared a single study, Yun Ningqing had always cherished Ji Linglu’s privacy and never privately rifled through Ji Linglu’s things. As for the “erotic poems” Yun Ningqing had seen, of course that had been because Ji Linglu had displayed her results in an exceptionally casual, offhand manner.

[What are the drawings in that top stack of paper?] The system gave a dry, fake laugh. [It wouldn’t happen to be what I think it is, would it?]

Ji Linglu smiled sweetly and said, “Naturally, they are the wedding robes for me and Senior Sister.”

The system had no words. It directly zapped itself with a crackling burst of electricity, trying to see whether two hundred and twenty volts of alternating current could electrocute two-hundred-and-fifty-grade code to death. Instantly, a piercing electrical buzz rang out. [Bzzzzzz—]

Ask, ask, ask—always asking. Why did its mouth have to be so quick!

Ji Linglu was unaffected. With a dreamy look on her face, she went on, “In my previous life, Senior Sister and [unauthorized copy]I wore these wedding robes, stole Master’s spirit tablet, and bowed to heaven and earth at the Heavenly Goddess Temple.”

Ever since she was little, she had asked every day whether she could marry Senior Sister, whether Senior Sister could become her bride. So she had drawn version after version of wedding robe drafts… and in the end, she really had gotten her wish.

It did not matter whether her sect, the world, or the Heavenly Dao acknowledged it or not. None of it prevented Yun Ningqing from becoming Ji Linglu’s wife.

[…I wonder whether Mingguang Zhenjun ever had her fortune told. If she had, she might have known there would still be one final tribulation waiting for her after death.]

Ji Linglu curved her lips and said very reasonably, “Master is the best matchmaker Senior Sister and I could have.”

[What are you doing now?]

Ji Linglu drew a handkerchief from her sleeve and lightly lifted it to her nose, inhaling its scent. Then she began drawing again. This time she no longer painted clothing, but rather a small portrait of Yun Ningqing, holding a sword in one hand and a handkerchief in the other.

The handkerchief in the painting was exactly the same as the one in Ji Linglu’s hand.

There was no need to think to know where that handkerchief had come from—the vicious female supporting character had hidden away one of the protagonist shou’s personal belongings!

[The morals of the age are in decline, decency has collapsed!]

Ji Linglu remained unmoved, and at the bottom where the signature went, she wrote a line.

—My Qingqing and I are joyfully in love.

And then she stamped it with both her own private seal and Yun Ningqing’s.