Chapter 39

Xi Zhou felt around for Zhai Wangyou’s hand and held it tightly, coaxing her again and again. “Don’t you want to try? What if it works?”

If she could not be sure of their feelings yet, then starting with a harmonious bed relationship was not bad either. She was very willing.

Zhai Wangyou tilted her ear slightly. Her hand silently struggled once, but she failed to pull free. “It will wake Xinghui.”

Her thoughts were slightly chaotic, and her eyes were hazy, like morning mist—soft, lingering, and blurred.

Hearing her words, Xi Zhou’s lips curved lightly. “It’s fine. Just endure it a little.”

Eldest Senior Sister seemed to have always been very restrained, rarely making any sound.

She thought of last night. Even though there had only been the two of them on Beishan Peak, Eldest Senior Sister had still restrained herself excessively.

There had only been one time when she let out an extremely suppressed soft sound. That was three years ago, before Xi Zhou disappeared…

It seemed a little different, because that time, Eldest Senior Sister’s eyes had been covered. And Xi Zhou had not used her hand…

Zhai Wangyou’s ears quietly reddened. She refused, “Not… proper…”

Her throat almost made no sound. Only the tail end of her words came out with her breath.

Their tightly held hands slowly loosened.

In the next instant, her vision turned white, and she was inside the dream.

Xi Zhou’s eyes held a smile as she hugged Zhai Wangyou in her arms. “Is this all right now?”

Zhai Wangyou turned her head away, avoiding her gaze. “Humans and demons walk different paths. You and I have neither name nor status. We should not be like this. You—”

Before she could finish, her lips were sealed.

She instinctively raised her hand to push Xi Zhou away, only to be met with a stronger counterattack and pressed down onto the bed.

Xi Zhou’s eyes darkened, her heart turning fierce. They already had a child, yet Eldest Senior Sister still said they should not be like this. To hell with humans and demons walking different paths.

When it came to things like this, Eldest Senior Sister truly loved saying one thing while meaning another…

Tonight, she was going to let this woman know the price of being so dishonest.

Until dawn began to pale.

“Enough…”

A pleading sound, like weeping and complaint, brought this evenly matched battle to an end.

When she opened her eyes, Zhai Wangyou ​Read on BaiLianTales​only felt her waist and knees weak, her whole body exhausted.

Xi Zhou looked at her furrowed brows, and for some reason, her mood improved a lot.

“Sleep a little longer. I’ll massage you.”

Zhai Wangyou’s shoulder trembled lightly. She did not avoid her. Before long, she relaxed and fell asleep.

Xi Zhou moved gently, slowly massaging her. When she lifted her head, she saw that the little person sleeping inside had already woken up.

Little Xinghui sat up and stared at Xi Zhou with strange eyes. Was Pretty Auntie touching Mother’s waist?

Seeing this, Xi Zhou gently withdrew her hand and raised a finger to her lips. “Shh.”

She made a few more gestures, lifted the quilt, and got off the bed.

Little Xinghui half-understood and carefully quieted her movements, her eyes shining with novelty. This game was fun too. She would not make a sound.

With Zhai Wangyou between them, Xi Zhou directly picked Little Xinghui up, took both of their clothes, and left the room.

After putting on their clothes in the outer room, she held Little Xinghui’s hand and walked out into the courtyard.

“You can speak now. Just now, it was to let your mother sleep a little longer and not wake her.”

Little Xinghui nodded, then reached out and hugged Xi Zhou’s leg. “Auntie, carry me again.”

Xi Zhou rubbed her aching wrist and smiled. “Be good, Xinghui. You’ve already grown up. You have to rely on yourself, and you also have to learn how to take care of Mother. Today, how about we make a big swing for your mother together?”

The moment Little Xinghui heard this, she immediately geared up with great enthusiasm. “I want to take care of Mother.”

Xi Zhou smiled in satisfaction. “Good. Then let’s go find a piece of wood suitable for making a swing.”

Perhaps she really was tired. Zhai Wangyou rarely slept until the sky was fully bright.

She slowly opened her eyes. Seeing that her daughter was not on the bed, her heart suddenly startled. After realizing what had happened, she felt inexplicably at ease again.

Zhai Wangyou opened her spiritual sense and saw the two people busying themselves in the courtyard. She smiled silently.

Under the large tree in the courtyard, the little swing was covered with a thin layer of frost. Xi Zhou did not wipe it away. Instead, she coaxed Little Xinghui. “When your mother wakes up later, let her hold you and sit on the big swing together. Wait a little longer.”

Little Xinghui obediently nodded.

“Xinghui.” Zhai Wangyou called softly and walked out of the room.

“Mother, Mother, hold me and sit on the big swing together.” The moment Little Xinghui saw her mother, she happily threw herself over.

Zhai Wangyou bent down, picked up her daughter, and said gently, “All right.”

After saying that, she looked toward the person standing at the [read the original at bailiantales.com]side, smiling at the mother and daughter.

Xi Zhou’s gaze was burning. “Eldest Senior Sister is awake. How is your body? Are you still comfortable?” Her tone was full of hidden meaning.

Zhai Wangyou lowered her eyes, and her eyelids trembled lightly. “You… do you need to return to the grass?”

According to the past…

This person was probably much weaker now.

Xi Zhou shook her head. “I’m fine. This time, I don’t feel much. Come, try sitting on it.”

She was definitely not going back into the grass. Without even thinking, she knew she must have wilted.

Although she did feel quite tired now, at least she had saved face.

It was not as if Eldest Senior Sister was the only one who could endure.

Zhai Wangyou nodded and sat on the swing. Unlike the bare and simple little swing, the big swing was like a chair, with a backrest and a soft cotton cushion.

The moment she sat down and felt the brief weightlessness, panic rose in her heart. One hand grabbed the rope, but because her other arm was holding her daughter, she did not dare let go.

Just when she could not help feeling flustered, her shoulders were held steady, and her body steadied along with it.

Xi Zhou held her shoulders and instructed, “Don’t be afraid. Hold the [unauthorized copy]ropes with both hands. Let Xinghui face you and hold you tightly. I’ll push gently. Nothing will happen.”

“Mm.”

Zhai Wangyou lowered her eyes and answered softly. Both hands held the ropes on either side. Little Xinghui also obediently hugged her waist.

Xi Zhou held the ropes with both hands and gently pushed, carefully controlling her strength.

The swing began to sway lightly. Xi Zhou no longer pulled the ropes. Instead, each time, she pushed Zhai Wangyou’s back.

“Mother, we’re flying! Pretty Auntie, push higher!”

The courtyard was filled with Little Xinghui’s cheerful laughter.

The hands gently pushing her back again and again seemed to give endless peace of mind.

Zhai Wangyou’s originally calm and restrained heart also swayed lightly along with it. At some point, her eyes had filled with a smile.

“Eldest Senior Sister, Senior Sister Chong Wen… she’s dead.”

The disciple who came to deliver the message broke the laughter in the courtyard.

The smile in Zhai Wangyou’s eyes vanished instantly. She turned and exchanged a glance with Xi Zhou. As expected, something had happened. Fortunately, she had placed the recording stone in advance.

She stood and looked at Little Xinghui. Chong Wen had died; it was not suitable unauthorized copy to bring her daughter along.

Xi Zhou understood what she meant and took the initiative to say, “I’ll stay here with Xinghui. Go quickly.”

Zhai Wangyou nodded and followed the disciple down the mountain.

The messenger was an inner disciple. He walked nervously in front, not even daring to breathe too loudly.

Everyone said Fairy Wangyou was cold as ice that had not melted for a thousand years, and no one had ever seen her smile.

But just now, when he walked outside the courtyard, Fairy Wangyou, a Spirit Division cultivator, had not even noticed. She had even been sitting on the swing, smiling so gently.

It was too unbelievable. No wonder that outer sect disciple named Xi Zhou could catch Fairy Wangyou’s eye. To make a thousand-year block of ice melt—this ability was extraordinary.

Before long, they reached the foot of the mountain. Only a few inner disciples stood around, along with the Sect Master, Elder Nanshan, Guanlan, and the grief-stricken Young Sect Master Wang Junting.

As for Chong Wen, she was lying on the ground, already without breath.

Before Zhai Wangyou could approach, Elder Nanshan immediately attacked. “No matter what, Chong Wen was still your junior sister. Fine, you refused to save her. But you even secretly harmed her. Do you truly think that being at Spirit Division means you can do whatever you want? Wangyou, this time you have truly disappointed us.”

Guanlan, standing at the side, spoke softly. “Master, it hasn’t been confirmed that this has anything to do with Senior Sister Wangyou yet. Please calm down first.”

Although she said this, everyone still looked at Zhai Wangyou.

Elder Nanshan’s face was even darker as he said angrily, “If this has nothing to do with her, who else could it have to do with? The person died at the foot of Beishan Peak. Even if stolen contentshe did not do it herself, as a sect elder, watching helplessly while someone from the same sect died a tragic death means Zhai Wangyou cannot escape responsibility.”

The air went silent. This time, no one dared speak.

Everyone present looked at Zhai Wangyou, waiting for her to speak.

Zhai Wangyou’s expression was calm. She glanced at the Sect Master, then directly reached into the air and took out a black-gold stone from midair.

“This is a recording stone. It recorded everything that happened last night. As for the truth, one look will make it clear.”

The inner disciples present did not know the details. In their hearts, they only thought Fairy Wangyou actually possessed such a magical treasure.

Only Elder Nanshan and Guanlan, master and disciple, both looked at the Sect Master.

The recording stone had been lost for a long time. In the entire cultivation world, there was only this one piece, and it had always been kept in the sect’s Treasure Pavilion. If one wanted to take and use it, one had to obtain the Sect Master’s approval.

Sect Master Wang nodded. “That is right. Wangyou went to the Treasure Pavilion yesterday to borrow the recording stone. So it turns out she placed it here.”