Why Are All the Fairies Trying To Make Me Fall

Chapter 34

“Forgotten many things about him?”

Qin Wanyuan blinked in surprise. She hadn’t expected Jiang Moqing to give such an answer.

“Yes, perhaps it’s the effect of the Heartless Valley’s cultivation method. I indeed don’t remember anything about him.”

Jiang Moqing said indifferently, but this time she claimed to have completely forgotten everything about her Dao companion.

“The Heartless Valley’s cultivation method has such an effect…” Qin Wanyuan frowned. She still didn’t fully believe Jiang Moqing’s words. After all, she had used the Dream Sharing Talisman on Jiang Moqing during this period.

The foundation of constructing a memory dream was the memories of Lin Que and Jiang Moqing. If Jiang Moqing had truly forgotten the past, the dream should only show Lin Que’s memories.

Moreover, even if Jiang Moqing had temporarily lost her memory for some reason, the Dream Sharing Talisman would make her remember her past with Lin Que.

Knowing this, Qin Wanyuan didn’t expose Jiang Moqing’s lie, only expressing some polite regret.

The emotional topic ended there, and the two of them had an ordinary discussion about swordsmanship before Qin Wanyuan took her leave.

After Qin Wanyuan left, Jiang Moqing didn’t leave the pavilion. She just sat on the stone chair, staring blankly at the scenery in the courtyard.

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This courtyard, meticulously built by someone, was elegant and filled with the warmth of life. Every time she sat in the pavilion, Jiang Moqing could feel a sense of tranquility and a hint of warmth.

But today, there was only a faint heartache left.

She didn’t know the reason.

Slowly standing up, Jiang Moqing returned to her room and opened the drawer of her dressing table. Inside was a letter made of parchment, more accurately, a blood letter.

“Never, ever approach Lin Que again. Do not disturb his life!”

The words in dark red ink were glaring, the bloodstains deep and almost soaking through the parchment. Just looking at this blood letter, one could feel the threat and oppression in the words.

However,

The one who wrote this blood letter was none other than Jiang Moqing herself, and the letter was not sent to anyone else but left for herself.

“Why did I write these words?”

Jiang Moqing reached out her fingertip and gently stroked the dark red characters, her brows slightly furrowed.

What she just said to Qin Wanyuan was not entirely a lie. Jiang Moqing indeed lost her memories with Lin Que, and many of them have only gradually resurfaced due to recent dreams.

Among the many techniques in the Heartless Valley, there exists an extreme cultivation method called “Sealing the Heart and Locking Emotions,” which seals off one’s seven emotions and six desires to maximize cultivation efficiency.

Naturally, memories that might evoke these emotions and desires are also sealed away.

However, among all these emotions and desires, Jiang Moqing retained only one: hatred, a deep-seated hatred.

The hidden surname, the usurped family, and the sight of her parents dying miserably before her eyes—Jiang Moqing never forgot any of it.

Jiang Moqing was willing to give up everything for revenge, including her life. But why… why was it that only that young man could make her emotions waver?

Through these lifelike dreams over the past few days, Jiang Moqing recalled many past events with Lin Que. The emotions and desires that should have been sealed away gradually awakened.

The uncontrollable urge to touch Lin Que was one of the manifestations.

At the same time, a feeling of confusion surged in Jiang Moqing’s heart. She couldn’t understand why the once cold and indifferent boy, who only had a sword in his heart, had become gentle. Even more incomprehensible was why… that heartwarming gentleness was directed at another woman.

If she hadn’t regained some of her memories, Jiang Moqing would have been like an emotionless machine, executing the contents of the blood letter, no longer approaching Lin Que’s life until the day she died.

But…

The Pandora’s box of curiosity had already been opened, and the seeds of desire were planted deep in Jiang Moqing’s heart, growing wildly in jealousy, no longer suppressible.

“I… want to know more about him, what he went through, why he left me and turned to her.”

Jiang Moqing raised her head, and the flawless face reflected in the glass of the dressing table was like an eternal iceberg, pure and cold.

However, that face, which should have remained unchanged like an iceberg, gradually showed a hint of madness and hysteria that even Jiang Moqing herself couldn’t understand.

This appearance, both familiar and strange, left her somewhat puzzled.

Her fingertips brushed her face, passing over her lips, and there was a trace of astonishment in Jiang Moqing’s eyes.

Because she was actually smiling.

…….

At this moment, Lin Que, who was still unaware that Qin Wanyuan had awakened a sleeping monster, was visiting An Xiaoyao’s cave mansion with a giant egg in his arms.

Since the egg couldn’t fit into the storage ring, Lin Que had to wrap it in a red cloth inscribed with a concealment array to avoid exposure.

“Teacher, it’s me, Lin Que.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the cave mansion opened, and An Xiaoyao, dressed in a cheongsam, came out to greet him. For some reason, Lin Que felt that the slit in the cheongsam was even higher than last time, almost reaching a dangerously high level.

“Que’er, why are you here alone this time? Where is Wanyuan?” An Xiaoyao asked curiously.

“She is visiting Senior Sister’s house,” Lin Que said calmly.

“Qing’er… are you sure it’s okay to leave them together?”

“Wanyuan knows her limits; there shouldn’t be any problems.”

As Lin Que spoke, he took a step forward. “Teacher, can we go inside and talk about the rest?”

It was only then that An Xiaoyao noticed the giant egg wrapped in red cloth in Lin Que’s arms.

“I was careless.” An Xiaoyao stepped aside to let Lin Que in and then activated a soundproof array before closing the door.

Until they reached the courtyard, Lin Que finally lifted the red cloth, revealing the enormous egg, its patterns emitting a faint red glow.

“Is this… a divine beast?”

An Xiaoyao said in surprise, then gently stroked the patterns on the huge egg with her fingertips, her brows furrowed.

“Que’er, have you shown this egg to anyone else?”

“Besides me, I’ve only shown it to you and Wan Yuan.” Lin Que replied.

“Only me and Wan Yuan have seen it… Que’er trusts me so much, aren’t you afraid I might have ill intentions?”

Hearing this, An Xiaoyao couldn’t help but feel a bit playful towards Lin Que.

“If you want it, teacher, I’ll give it to you. I can never repay your kindness in this lifetime, let alone a mere egg.”

Lin Que responded generously.

“Foolish disciple, do you know how valuable this divine beast egg is, and you say you’ll give it to me so easily.”

“Precisely because it’s precious, it’s more worthy of being given to you.” Lin Que said seriously.

Hearing this, An Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, her elegant face blushing slightly, “It’s because I know your nature, otherwise, if it were another girl, she would have been swayed by you long ago.”

After a pause, she continued:

“Alright, let’s get to the main topic and talk about the effects of this egg.”