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Chapter 206: One Night at Ji Mansion

In the blink of an eye, the carriage became extremely spacious and was even surrounded by realistic artificial mountains and waters.

The coffee table that was originally placed in front of him was also pulled away by an invisible force.

"Finally I can straighten my legs."

Du Xinghe's unintentional words made Ji Wuhuo's ears redden so much that they could bleed. He poured tea for her, and the fresh tea fragrance filled the room: "I didn't mean to make my sister uncomfortable... I was just too selfish."

"It doesn't matter,"

Du Xinghe smiled faintly, took his teacup, and accepted his apology: "You have taken so much trouble for me, I am so grateful to you, how can I blame you."

In small matters, she always judges by the heart rather than the actions.

When you become strong, you can be more tolerant of other people's small actions and even find them a little cute.

It's just acting coquettishly.

The carriage was moving steadily. Ji Wuhuo wanted to ask her about her experience during this period of time when he had not seen her for a long time, but he felt that this was equivalent to prying into other people's cultivation secrets. He took the words back and changed his words to: "How do you plan to talk to His Majesty?"

"That beautiful lady didn't want to enter the palace. I brought the letter she wrote, but I followed her wishes. I believe Emperor Xuan won't force her."

The title of raping a woman sounds bad, so Du Xinghe also gave the other party a way out.

The emperor is innocent, it is the corrupt eunuchs and treacherous officials around him who act on his own initiative.

Of course, that letter was not written by Xinyue.

Xinyuehui's vocabulary was not enough to support her writing a letter that could be accepted by the emperor and win the favor of Emperor Xuan, but after Du Xinghe thought about it, he deliberately learned the local dialect of her village and wrote in a particularly simple and rustic style, so that people who read the letter could imagine the image of a vulgar village woman from the lines, so as to dispel Emperor Xuan's interest in Xinyue as much as possible.

Du Xinghe only took a small bottle of Xinyue's blood as proof.

"Now... Your Majesty will not force it."

Ji Wuhuo poured tea for her empty cup. His white fingers rested on the teapot with carved flowers and painted birds, as beautiful as a painting. "At the beginning, your majesty said that some villains killed the household official and kidnapped the concubine. Since the concubine did not want to, it was the household official who forced the woman to be taken away. Your majesty will settle the mistakes of those who deceived their superiors and subordinates, and you will be cleared of all charges."

Du Xinghe also understood what he had not said.

Of course Emperor Xuan wanted the beautiful girl with water spiritual roots.

He had forced her to marry him, and his subordinates had failed to appease the concubine and had not fulfilled their responsibility to look after her. If the incident got out of hand and the entire Pingyun Continent knew that he had forcibly seized the woman...he could not afford to lose face like that, so the current Emperor Xuan would not only not force her, but would also actively try to clear up the misunderstanding with her.

Du Xinghe's pupils moved slightly: "The person responsible for this matter..."

"All the property and benefits of the deceased official will be taken away, and his superiors will also be implicated."

Du Xinghe no longer remembers that person's name.

All I remember is that he was a famous person in Xinyue Gongjia Village. Because he was lucky enough to build a foundation and became an official, he was deeply trusted by the villagers and had a very high prestige in the village.

While she was thinking, the carriage suddenly stopped.

Outside the curtain, a rough male voice sounded:

"Stop the car and check!"

Without Ji Wuhuo saying anything, the groom had already negotiated with him: "The Ji family commander is here, please let me pass."

I had heard of the reputation of this family of immortal cultivators in Pingyun Continent before. Now it seems that, at least in the territory of Xuan Country, they are well-known and have unimpeded access.

With the Ji family's family emblem, all the city checks they encountered along the way were opened to them. No one even dared to risk displeasing the Ji family by lifting the curtain to take a look inside.

Along the way, we drove from bright sunshine to the moonlit night.

The carriage was as spacious as a cave, and Du Xinghe was a cultivator. She had slept on cliffs and ridges, let alone in a carriage? She was in good spirits and had time to guide the young master of the Ji family in his cultivation.

After nightfall, a thin layer of fog rose outside.

Only the warm incense burning in the room blocked out the bone-chilling cold outside the window, and even the candlelight was emitting a round and harmonious glow.

Before entering the imperial capital, one needs to pass through many cities, and the journey is relatively smooth.

There were lights hanging high on the city walls, and guards were patrolling wherever the lights shone.

The carriage slowed down as it approached the imperial capital. The coachman asked Ji Wuhuo through the door, "Master, the people guarding the gate today are from the Su family."

Ji Wuhuo raised his eyebrows in surprise.

The Ji and Su families had average relations, but the people originally in charge of guarding the gate were mostly disciples of the Ji family, while the Su family was more in charge of guarding the imperial capital. It was probably because of the frequent personnel transfers recently that this unfortunate incident occurred.

Of course, if it were in other cities, as long as people said that the people in the carriage were the young master of the Ji family and his family, no matter which family the children were from, they would have to give him some face.

It is hard to say about the Su family members who live under the emperor’s feet.

The man held the official sword at his waist with one hand and raised his hand to stop the car: "Stop! What time is it? Why are you breaking in in the middle of the night? ... Ji family order? I didn't even know when the Ji family became a royal family."

The children of wealthy families went in and out through the side door that common people would not use. There was no saying that the door could not be opened at night, but the identities of the people in the car had to be checked.

Su Xueyou glared at the hooded groom—

When the officials of Xuan State were on duty, they could test a person's cultivation level through official orders, but there was no spiritual energy fluctuation on the coachman. Who could be the important person of the Ji family in the carriage? The head of the Ji family had just held a banquet at Qianwei Tower yesterday. He didn't get an invitation, but he thought that the young master of the Ji family would not miss such an important occasion.

After some calculation, Su Xueyou had a guess in his mind -

I'm afraid it might be that some young man from the Ji family who is similar to him went out of the city to have fun and is in a hurry to come back!
He couldn't afford to offend the direct line of the Ji family, but he could still offend the side branches.

"Who is in the car? Open the door and verify their identity before I can let them go. Otherwise, how can I know if you are hiding some shady rebels in the car?"

The groom said coldly: "Doorman, be careful with your words!"

"Raise the curtains, and I will be able to tell."

Su Xue lobbying.

He didn't think the carriage would really harbor traitors, but he suspected that the people in the carriage had secretly brought beautiful women into the city. Maybe when the curtain was lifted, there would be a sexy scene behind the curtain. His official order had a function of taking pictures. When the time came, he would pretend to record it carelessly, and if it was leaked out, it would make the Ji family's collateral branch lose face.

At this time, the wanted criminal Du Xinghe, who was afraid of being seen in public, turned his eyes to look at Ji Wuhuo, raised his hand and stroked his neck, and asked silently -

Want to kill?
Su Xueyou still didn't know that the man in the tent had murderous intentions, and he even tried to persuade him hypocritically: "Hurry up and get off the car. I'll count to three for you, and after three, I'll open the curtain."

The light sword was unsheathed silently, and the bright sword light illuminated the long night.

Ji Wuhuo shook his head.

He only lifted a corner of the carriage curtain, took off the jade token from his waist and threw it over: "Did you see it clearly?"

Su Xueyu was stunned and thought to himself what a big deal.

But after taking the jade token, his heart suddenly tightened before he could even read the words written on it.

Although he was a branch of the Su family, he had seen good things and touched real good jade because of his family's influence.

This piece of jade is warm and has pure spiritual energy emanating from it. It is definitely not an ordinary piece.

And the clear and elegant male voice behind the curtain also sounded somewhat familiar.

Should it be, should it not be...

After seeing the words on the jade token, the jade token that was full of warmth immediately became a hot potato. Su Xueyou's expression changed again and again, and he finally handed it back with both hands: "It turned out that it was Master Ji who entered the city. I was rude... Don't blame me for trying to handle it impartially just now. Isn't this the newly changed bounty list? It's all checked strictly."

"Do you want me to open the car door and let you take a look?" Ji Wuhuo asked in a calm voice.

"Since this is Master Ji's carriage, there is nothing to check. But could you please tell me who the other people in the carriage are so that I can register them?"

Su Xueyou swept away his previous arrogance and sweat broke out like a pig.

If Young Master Ji wanted to cause trouble for him, the Su family would definitely not protect him.

"Yes..." The man in the carriage paused, and then added a hint of smile at the end of his words: "It's my wife. I should have brought her back to the mansion a few days ago, but I didn't make the time. The carriage is a bit messy, I'm afraid it's not convenient to lift the curtain to let the doorman take a look."

When Su Xueyou heard that it was the wife of the young master of the Ji family, he was shocked and didn't dare to mention the matter of lifting the curtain to check.

One of the most lively families in the imperial capital of Xuan Kingdom is the Ji family. The two elders are so worried about their eldest son's marriage that they want to arrange eight hundred blind dates.

To be able to get Young Master Ji to nod and call her his concubine, isn't that a great favor from him?

Su Xueyu quickly ordered people to open the city gate and stepped aside to watch.

Du Xinghe heard the doorman's arrogant attitude and slowly sheathed his sword while saying with a smile, "Master Ji? You are so majestic."

"It's not impressive in front of such minions. The most impressive thing I've done tonight is to call you my wife." Ji Wuhuo lowered his eyes and still put on a very obedient look: "It's just a temporary measure. Sister won't be angry with me, right?"

"Won't,"

Du Xinghe sneered: "He should be thanking you. If you were a step slower, the moment the curtain was opened, his head would have fallen to the ground."

Jianghu is not about fighting and killing, it is about human relations.

But that is a world where two fists are no match for four hands.

In the world of immortal cultivation where a high-level powerful person can defeat thousands of troops alone, Du Xinghe is accustomed to fighting and killing, and there is a murderous aura in his every move.

Ji Wuhuo guessed that his parents would definitely think that they were not a good match.

But he just likes this sharp and fierce aura.

——The pampered and noble young master was obsessed with her dangerous temperament.

"It would be hard to explain to His Majesty if we killed him here."

Ji Wuhuo said in a gentle voice.

Du Xinghe nodded: "If I kill him, you should help me take care of the follow-up matters."

He orders people around with a clear conscience and without any disguise.

Ji Wuhuo was not only not annoyed, but also very happy: "Well, it's rare that you can use me - why don't we drive back and you kill him?"

If he could make Du Xinghe owe him another favor, this man would be more valuable dead than alive.

Su Xueyou, who was awakened by the cold wind, didn't know that his life hung on the thought of crossing the galaxy.

Du Xinghe wanted to kill him, so he didn't even have to drive back.

A thought and a burst of spiritual power can make him die silently.

"Forget it. I'm a law-abiding citizen who's here to seek justice. Don't make me sound like a bandit leader who wants to take people's lives at every turn."

Du Xinghe changed the subject and sat cross-legged to practice.

She deliberately restrained her breath, but he was too close, and the pressure from the Yuanying master's spiritual power still made him a little breathless, especially the Gu God chain that was wrapped around his wrist. As her power grew stronger, the color became purple enough to drip venom. He sat there silently, like a pet kept by the Yuanying master.

Because he was born with water spirit roots, Ji Wuhuo has always been very sensitive about his sovereignty. He doesn't like being seen as someone's property. If anyone hints to him with similar words, he will turn hostile on the spot.

But when it came to Du Xinghe, he was happy to objectify himself.

Others want to be Du Xinghe’s pet, but they can’t yet.

Du Xinghe did not take his little thoughts to heart. Even if he noticed them, they were just like a light breeze blowing across the lake.

The carriage rumbled along as it passed through the city under curfew and drove into Ji's mansion.

When the carriage stopped, Ji Wuhuo straightened his clothes and got off the carriage. Not surprisingly, he saw his father waking up from his sleep and glaring at him: "Father, I'm back."

It was hard for Master Ji to imagine how he could feel so at ease, he spoke as if he had just come back from a trip to the vegetable market.

His hands were shaking. “You dispatched the four secret guards and hid yourself on the carriage to leave the city. There has been no news for three days... Rebellious son, kneel down!”

"I will apologize to my father another day for what happened today. The guest has been traveling for several days, so let's settle her down first."

Ji Wuhuo said, turning slightly to the side, lifting the curtain and extending his hand: "We're here, get off!"

This word from the guest shocked Master Ji again.

He naturally knew who his son was going to pick up.

No. 1 on Xuan Dynasty bounty list, first place in Immortal Alliance competition, crossing the galaxy.

I have only heard of him but never seen him in person.

The woman in white in the carriage put her hand into Ji Wuhuo's palm, jumped off the ground and walked in front of him.

The woman's appearance was not heroic, and could even be described as gorgeous.

But a person's temperament is very complex. Her every move and the domineering sword energy that she could not completely restrain gave people a sense of aggressive power, making the viewer forget her beauty and be shocked by her.

What shocked Master Ji was——

"You... have achieved a breakthrough to the Nascent Soul stage?"

Du Xinghe nodded and said lightly: "After the Immortal Alliance Competition ended, I practiced in seclusion for a period of time, and I have improved compared to before. Is this Mr. Ji's father? My name is Du Xinghe." This time, Master Ji really felt dizzy.

He calmed himself down again and politely arranged a good guest room for Du Xinghe to stay in. "My humble abode is simple, please follow me, monk."

After completing all the formalities on the surface, he dealt with his son.

Ji Wuhuo knew that he had made a mistake and would be beaten, but before being scolded, he first told his father about the encounter with the son of the Su family at the city gate. After hearing this, Master Ji nodded and said, "Well done, he didn't dare to lift the curtain. Don't worry about what happens next, someone will take care of him."

"My father is wise."

"I'm smart? You probably think I'm a fool. You hid in a carriage to pick someone up right under my nose. Do you know how dangerous this is?"

Ji Wuhuo: "Not dangerous."

"You brought a few golden elixirs with you, so you think it's not dangerous? There are always people who are better than you, and there are always higher things..."

"I have Du Xinghe protecting me. She is a Yuanying master. I am safe."

Master Ji: “…”

Even though Ji Wuhuo tried his best to keep a straight face, after all, they were father and son who spent every day together. He could clearly see that when his own son mentioned the sword cultivator, he couldn't stop smiling. He almost wanted to show off to him - look! The sword cultivator he liked was so outstanding and powerful, he would definitely protect him!
As parents, it is inevitable that we think our children are pure-minded and easy to be deceived.

In Master Ji's opinion, that swordsman is no pushover.

It was really a waste of time to ask. It made him very angry.

Veins bulged from his forehead, then flattened back down. Master Ji said in a deep voice, "If you really want to become a Taoist couple with her, you have to wait until His Majesty meets her... I have asked your aunt to mediate, but no one can predict what His Majesty's attitude will be in the end."

When talking about serious matters, Ji Wuhuo's smile faded a little: "I will go to the palace with her tomorrow."

"No."

"I have to go even if I have to."

The moonlight spread white salt all over the yard, and also cast a layer of soft light on the stunning face of the young master of the Ji family. He was obviously a graceful figure like water, but he also revealed a visible stubbornness.

Ji Wuhuo was raised spoiled by his elders, who never forced him to do anything.

But this time, it was his life that was in danger.

"——My son has caught a cold and is too sick to get out of bed. I'm afraid he won't be able to see guests tomorrow. Please take good care of him."

So, when he heard his father's words the next moment, he turned his head in surprise.

In the courtyard, there was only the voiceless questioning of the usually elegant nobleman -

"I am a Jindan cultivator! A Jindan cultivator caught a cold and couldn't get out of bed?! Father, if you want to make up a good excuse, come up with one!"

……

The next morning, when the maid knocked on the door and entered the guest room to help Du Xinghe wash up, she heard the same reason.

When the maid finished saying that the young master had caught a cold, her face suddenly turned red and she began to stutter, "Master, he said he was afraid that the disease would spread to the guests, so please wait until the young master is a little better before visiting him..."

Obviously, with her common sense, she also knew how ridiculous it was to say that a monk was sick.

After hearing this, Du Xinghe groaned, "Such a thing actually happened... I understand. I have something else to do today. When I come back, Wu Huo's cold will probably have improved. I will go visit the young master then."

Seeing that she did not insist on visiting the young master now, the maid was obviously relieved.

"Put down the basin and get out."

"Yes."

The maid lowered her head and left.

The wooden basin she brought over looked no different from the ones used by ordinary people in their homes.

But if you put your hand in, you will find that you cannot reach the bottom, and the clean water is inexhaustible. It maintains a comfortable water temperature that is neither cold nor hot, and a light floral scent emanates from it.

Washing and grooming is something that can be done in a moment. Du Xinghe's body now is such that no dust can get close to her, but she still retains the habit of washing her face with water to refresh herself.

She leaned over and buried her face in the bottomless basin.

What a pity, breathing freely.

"call."

She stood up straight, and the moment she raised her head, the water droplets disappeared from her face, and her eyebrows, eyes and hair ends were all dry.

Du Xinghe stepped out of the bedroom.

This part of the yard was allocated as guest rooms, and she was the only one there. She didn't call anyone, and the servants wouldn't appear to attract her attention.

When his long eyes closed and opened again, a purple hue shone in his pupils.

Whether using spiritual sense or the Purple Wisdom Pupil to investigate, there was no one ambushing or guarding in her yard, which surprised Du Xinghe, who felt he had entered a dangerous place.

After thinking for a moment, Du Xinghe said, "Before I leave, I want to pay my last respects to your master."

After a moment, the maid appeared again and asked her to come over.

The two walked through the corridor and came to the main courtyard.

During this period, Du Xinghe did not see any other people. The Ji Mansion was incredibly large in the imperial capital. Even if everyone in the city got up and busy, it would not affect the tranquility of this area.

After passing the outer right door, the maid stopped and asked her to go in alone.

Du Xinghe nodded and went in.

She was mentally prepared for the Ji family's patriarch to treat her coldly - but unexpectedly, she saw a friendly face.

A middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes sat in the main seat. He had obviously woken up long ago and was dressed meticulously. Compared with his son's beautiful appearance, he was more dignified and steady. Behind him stood a huge jade screen with hundreds of birds carved on it that looked lifelike. Even Du Xinghe, who had never been interested in handicrafts, took a second look at it.

"Please take a seat."

Master Ji asked her to sit down, and the teacup was automatically filled with fragrant tea, waiting for her to explain her purpose.

"I am going to the palace to see His Majesty, and I must say hello to my host before I leave."

He waited for a moment and asked, "Don't you want to see Wuhuo?"

"Didn't he catch a cold? Since he's sick, he should rest well." Du Xinghe paused and smiled.

"I thought you might want to go and see him."

"I am not a doctor, and I don't know how to diagnose and treat illnesses. It would be useless if I did."

She didn't know that Ji Wuhuo was tied up and tied behind a screen.

Master Ji put down his teacup, feeling pleased.

Look how cold-blooded and ruthless this swordsman is!

He kept his face straight and said, "My dear, what you said makes sense, but when he was very sick last night, he still called out my name. You two really have a deep friendship."

Du Xinghe knew that catching a cold was just a cover.

Under this premise, the other party's words become very subtle.

To be honest, it's not that Du Xinghe doesn't know how to be witty. In her previous life, there was no lack of intrigue in the harem. But just like the misunderstanding that women are particularly good at fighting, that is a skill that was born out of the situation, and if left for too long, it will rust and decay.

Actions speak louder than words, and she has been using swords to speak truth for a long time.

"Until I get out of the palace safely, Ji Wuhuo's cold will probably not be cured."

Du Xinghe drank the tea in the cup and stood up: "Senior, please tell him that the medicine for colds is bitter. When I come back, I will bring his favorite candied fruit."

She bowed to the head of the Ji family and turned and left without waiting for him to speak again.

After she left, Master Ji walked behind the screen. Seeing his silly son's red face, he removed the silencing spell on him.

Master Ji was very disappointed: "You think it's too sweet and never eat it! I didn't know when you started to like candied fruit the most!"

"……Just now."

"Ok?"

Ji Wuhuo whispered: "From now on, candied fruit has become my favorite snack."

"..."

Master Ji really wanted to have someone call that swordsman back and give him a beating.

The son he raised with mountains of gold and silver was cheated into losing his mind by the candied fruit bought by someone on the way.

It would be fine if it were just some candied fruit, but the key point is that she hasn’t bought any yet.

She just said it, but it made Ji Wuhuo so happy. How ecstatic would he be if he really got it?

Master Ji cleared his throat: "You heard it all! She doesn't want to see you."

"She didn't want to embarrass me or you. In fact, she wanted to come and see me."

Master Ji was speechless.

Ji Wuhuo lowered his eyes, his butterfly-like eyelashes trembling slightly: "Even if she really doesn't want to see me... that's fine, I don't blame her. If she doesn't want to see me, I have legs, I can go see her by myself."

Children who grow up in love will not waste their time on themselves.

If the mountain doesn't come to him, he will go to the mountain.

Besides, he was her suitor, so how could he shamelessly expect her to come to him on her own initiative?

Master Ji: "Lock your young master back in his room and let him sober up."

……

Du Xinghe had no luggage to pack, she carried two swords wherever she went.

Before she left Ji's house, a maid came and handed her a jade token: "This is the token to enter the palace. The master has arranged it. I didn't have time to tell the immortal just now. If you do anything wrong after entering the palace, or if others are embarrassed, you can borrow the name of the immortal's old friend, Concubine Ji, so that the palace people will not dare to bully you too much."

After sleeping for one night at the Ji family, even the Imperial Concubine Ji, whom she had never met before, became her old friend.

Du Xinghe thought about it and guessed that this was a temporary change of mind by Master Ji.

After discovering her realm, connections from all over the world came to her.

Du Xinghe thanked him and took the jade token, then raised his thin lips in an ambiguous tone: "...Me? Being bullied?"

Anyone who bullies her will end up with blood splattered for miles, right?

The maid hurriedly said, "After entering the palace, it would be best if the Immortal Master did not take any action."

"I see."

After all, it is someone else's territory, and Du Xinghe is not stupid.

"The carriage is ready, please."

The carriage prepared for crossing the galaxy was another one, which no longer carried the Ji family's emblem and looked more ordinary.

Putting aside her relationship with his eldest son, after meeting Du Xinghe and learning about her breakthrough speed, Master Ji was obviously very optimistic about her and was inclined to help her get out of the palace safely and become a force to be reckoned with in the Ji family.

But the Ji family couldn't help her in a big way.

Of course, Du Xinghe is already very grateful for the help that has enabled him to achieve this step.

You have to walk the rest of the way alone.

……

Xuan Kingdom Palace.

As the only immortal dynasty in Pingyun Continent, Xuan Kingdom has an astonishingly deep foundation. Most of the caves that can be seen...even the places where the masters of the three major sects live, cannot be compared with the imperial palace. It is a real fairy palace with jade buildings and floating clouds and mist.

Why should there be strict regulations on the emperor’s food, clothing, living and transportation?

The most important etiquette they paid attention to was to distinguish themselves from ordinary nobles, high-ranking officials, and common people. They had to establish the image of divine right of kings. Therefore, mortal emperors had to portray themselves as mysterious and profound at all times, and not let the people realize that they were also mortals.

But in the world of cultivating immortals, foundation building is everywhere, and everyone can get a little bit of immortal energy, so the cost of pretending to be extraordinary will rise accordingly.

No one knows what the gods look like after ascending to heaven.

The imperial palace was repeatedly improved to be close to the fairy palace.

All the successive Xuan Emperors could do was to become less and less human.