[The Orphan's Love Affair with a Beauty's Rivalry] (Volume 3, Chapter 198)

Chapter 198 Immortal Branch and Jade Leaf

It was like a traveler who wandered the world, hiding a piggy bank from his childhood deep at the bottom of his suitcase,

carrying it with him for life but never thinking to open it. Until one day, the suitcase fell to the ground, the piggy bank shattered, and he

discovered a life-and-death pact inside. It was a promise written to him long, long ago by a girl:

on a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, they would meet under the old locust tree where they used to meet, and she would be there waiting for his return, never to be

absent !

The traveler, having wandered and been burdened by worldly affairs for half his life, had long forgotten the promise! When he saw

this yellowed note, tears streamed down his face, and he couldn't help but ask himself:

what had he been searching for all his life? The mountain peaks? They were just covered in ice and snow; the clear streams? Just melted

snow ; the end of the desert? No different from here… Wasn't the most precious thing the deep affection buried in his heart?

And a partner to lean on and grow old with?

Wasn't Wu Yue feeling the same way?

He said with utmost sincerity, "Xiao Yu, whether you believe it or not, I still have to tell you. At the time, I

was worried Sister Bei Feng would harm you, and I just wanted to leave as soon as possible."

Xiao Yu said softly, "I know. The woman who rescued you in Mianchi was Bei Feng. She's

a very famous person! I've inquired everywhere. She's the number one general of the Rakshasa Sect, with incredibly high martial arts skills and a ruthless heart.

People in the martial arts world tremble with fear at her name. Before the rise of that even more terrifying Rakshasa witch, Bei Feng was always considered the second most dangerous star

after the Rakshasa Queen. Yet, she was born with a beautiful face and was listed as the most beautiful woman in the world.

No wonder you left without looking back after seeing her, forgetting me completely!"

Thinking of the pain of longing, yet unable to win even a glance from her beloved, her tears could no longer be held back and streamed down her cheeks.

She had seen Beifeng and knew he was probably still searching for her. But could she tell him? His injuries

were so severe; only heaven knew if he would recover. What would he do if he knew? Would he, like Beifeng, drag

his frail body to find her?

Of course, most importantly, she didn't want him to see Beifeng at all. If he hadn't brought it up, she wouldn't have even

mentioned that magical woman to him. Beifeng seemed even less eloquent than she was. Sometimes she felt that she was the one who loved him most

in the world , the one he cared about most. But who was the one he loved most?

Wuyue, unaware of her chaotic thoughts, said sincerely, "Xiaoyu, how could I have forgotten

you?"

He tried to raise his hand, managing to lift it a little! He slowly moved his right hand around his body, and

after a full cup of tea's time, he finally reached into his robes, took out the flattened Kongming lantern, and

waved .

Xiaoyu's eyes were brimming with tears, yet she saw it all clearly. How could she forget what she had clumsily and painstakingly

created ? Seeing how much he cherished it, she felt a surge of comfort and leaned against his shoulder

, choking back sobs, "Wuyue, I... I thought you had long forgotten me..."

Wuyue gazed at her intently, murmuring, "How could I forget you treating me like this? We were

just , why are you so kind to me?"

Xiaoyu raised her tearful eyes, gazing at him with deep affection. Her deep, limpid eyes held

a tenderness that had been frozen for millennia: "Because I love you! I don't know why... it seems only when you're by my side

can I feel at ease..."

Wuyue's face moved closer, and the young girl's heart pounded like a deer's. Though infinitely shy, she refused to close her eyes. As

if reluctant to part with the deep affection in his eyes, her red lips parted slightly, as sweet as orchids and musk, and she slowly leaned in to meet his kiss. The distance between them gradually

shortened, and their hearts drew closer...

Wu Yue kissed those small, delicate, pale red lips, which were warm and moist. Xiao Yu's nose twitched occasionally,

the transition between heartache and happiness too sudden. Her tears were still flowing, and her nasal passages were still a little blocked. Under his

kiss, her soul seemed to have found an outlet. That feeling of soul entanglement and mutual understanding

seemed only exist in dreams. Her short life seemed to have been for this moment...

For a long, long time, she felt dizzy, the world was plunged into darkness, and all things in heaven and earth seemed to cease to exist. Wu Yue

hugged her slender waist tightly, and she clung firmly to Wu Yue's neck, tighter and tighter, as if hoping

to knead them like dough, becoming one with him, never to be separated again...

For some reason, at this moment, Xiao Yu couldn't hold back her tears, and finally, tears streamed down her face. It seemed that

she had a lot of grievances, fears, pain, and longing, and wanted to vent them all in the intertwining of their lips and tongues. However, her nasal cavity

was completely blocked, and she felt that she could not breathe when their lips were pressed together. Although the deep affection was hard to part with, she still

had to move her lips away slightly.

Wu Yue asked softly, "What's wrong? Why do you look so aggrieved?"

Xiao Yu looked at him deeply, shook her head, and smiled with tears streaming down her face, "It's not that I'm aggrieved, but...

just now I felt it. You have my shadow buried in your heart, just as I have your shadow in mine

. It's just... perhaps you haven't realized it yet. Nothing could make me happier than this feeling! I really...

really want to cry!"

Wu Yue leaned against her delicate body, looking around. He saw that the room was luxuriously furnished, and a faint fragrance

emanated . This fragrance was definitely not the kind of incense or floral scent, but rather like that of a young girl. Recognizing her distinctive scent, he couldn't help but

ask in bewilderment, "Xiaoyu, I really didn't expect you to be so capable, managing to rescue me from the Embroidered Robe Pavilion's dungeon

! But after all this talk, where am I?"

Xiaoyu replied softly, "In the young lady's boudoir."

Wuyue immediately became restless, his face full of reproach as he said, "Xiaoyu, I'm so grateful you saved me, but

how could you be so foolish as to bring me here? How can a grown man like me sleep in someone else's boudoir

!"

He struggled to get up, but his injuries were too severe; he couldn't even move an inch, let alone get

up . He could only plead, "Xiaoyu, please help me out, I beg you!"

Xiaoyu quickly pressed him down, saying, "I don't care, what are you afraid of?"

Wuyue thought to himself: I know you're good to me, and you might not care what I do, but can your young lady

not care ? My abruptness towards this beauty is ultimately bad for her reputation! Thinking of this, he couldn't help but

ask , "By the way, who is your young lady?"

Xiaoyu said sweetly, "Yang Lingti."

Wuyue's head immediately jumped off the pillow, startled! He recalled the

ethereal otherworldly beauty of the girl, her icy demeanor, and the delicate fragrance lingering on the embroidered bed—wasn't that

her scent?

He grew even more anxious: "You'd better take me away quickly! A fairy cannot be defiled! If she finds out I'm

here, it won't look good for anyone!"

Hearing him call Lingti a fairy, Xiaoyu's dimples appeared as she said, "She knows you're here and

has been staying with you. You don't need to worry."

Wuyue tensed up. It was

strange ! He quickly looked around, but saw no one else besides Xiaoyu. He couldn't help but ask, "Where is she?"

Xiaoyu whispered, "Far away yet right before my eyes. Xiaoyu is Lingti, and Lingti is Xiaoyu!"

Wuyue's mind went blank; he suddenly understood!

However, he still seemed somewhat skeptical, saying, "Miss Lingti is so elegant and clean, how could she dress like you, so

slovenly? Your appearances and demeanor are worlds apart!"

Xiaoyu laughed, "Don't believe me? I'll show you right now." She clapped her hands lightly.

Instantly, two bright-eyed, white-toothed maids, about fifteen or sixteen years old, entered. With a flick of their long sleeves, they curtsied to her

and respectfully asked, "What are your orders, Miss?"

Xiaoyu waved her hand and said, "Prepare the potion and bring it over; I need to wash off the disguise."

The two maids worked quickly, and in a moment, they were ready. Xiaoyu turned her back, allowing the maids to carefully

wash her face. When she turned around, Wuyue stared intently. Xiaoyu's dark yet delicate face

had transformed into a peerless beauty with flawless skin and ethereal grace—it was none other than Lingti! Only her tattered clothes

seemed utterly incongruous with her appearance and demeanor!

Wuyue was stunned for a long time, her mouth open, but she couldn't utter a word.

Lingti said, "Do you need me to change clothes in front of you before you'll believe me?"

Wuyue was speechless. Her elder sister and Lingti were both true ladies, how could they talk about undressing so casually? She

couldn't help stammer, "No, no need, I, I believe..."

Lingti stopped talking, turned and left. Wuyue was very puzzled, not understanding what kind of mystery she was playing

. Before the question in front of her was cleared up, even more doubts arose.

Nearly half an hour later, a stunningly beautiful woman with a slender and graceful figure entered. Her long,

soft hair, which had previously been draped behind her head, was now meticulously braided into three strands, the middle one styled into a palace bun and adorned with a jade hairpin

shimmering with a soft, luminous light. Her elegant and noble aura was so captivating that it was impossible to look directly at her. Two

strands of soft hair cascaded down her shoulders, while the rest flowed freely down her back, revealing delicate downy hairs at her temples. Her fair and delicate skin

appeared even more exquisite. She wore a tight-fitting brocade jacket over a fitted mink coat, which further accentuated her tall and slender figure.

If it were merely her celestial beauty, he wouldn't be so astonished. But her unparalleled grace, flowing robes,

elegant demeanor, and slender, beautiful figure seemed to be shrouded in an ethereal aura, much like Princess Fengli, the most dazzling pearl at the pinnacle of the celestial realm in the famous painting of the Queen Mother of the West's

Peach Banquet ,

and also a jade maiden before the Queen Mother!

Faced with such a celestial beauty, how could he not feel ashamed?

It was indeed the true form of Lingti appearing!

Soon, Wuyue realized that from Xiaoyu to Lingti, not only had her appearance and clothing changed, but her personality and

temperament had also completely reverted to that of the original Miss Lingti

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