Chapter 1122: Chapter 616: Betrothal Gifts (Double-Length)

Zhu Pingniang was dragged away from Yun Qian by Wen Li, and though displeased, her mouth remained merciless.

"Ah Li, you’re also a girl who’s been married before, what are you being so reserved for?"

That’s what she said.

Been married before?

Wen Li listened to Zhu Pingniang’s words, her expression calm. She only went back to her original seat and sat down, and then... what greeted Wen Li were Yun Qian’s confused, curious eyes.

Been married before?

Had her husband’s Senior Wen ever been married?

"...Huh." Miss Lu beside them was also dumbfounded.

Fairy Wen... just like Miss Yun, is also... a married woman?

She really doesn’t look like it.

Yun Qian had an excellent figure; even though she was a bit immature in handling certain matters, there was a lazy air in her bones. When she leaned on Xu Chang’an, those moist eyes of hers could stir up all kinds of fantasies in anyone who saw them. Saying that she was mature in matters between men and women, that her Rank far surpassed Zhu Pingniang and Li Zhibai’s, that she was a solid, textbook married woman—wasn’t wrong at all.

And... Wen Li? 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Though she was also extremely beautiful, she completely lacked Yun Qian’s feminine charm. No matter how you looked at her, she didn’t seem like a woman who’d ever been married.

Miss Lu’s eyes went wide.

Especially since, compared to a woman, Wen Li still carried a bit of a man’s air about her. Under such circumstances, saying she’d "been married" or something—Miss Lu felt it was more likely she’d have had a wife instead.

But.

Miss Lu glanced at the playful smile hanging on Zhu Pingniang’s lips and gently patted her own cheeks.

Ms. Zhu would never lie, and... even less would she ever joke about a woman’s "chastity."

Miss Lu fixed her gaze on Wen Li, who looked like a Nine Heavens Immortal.

Which meant...

This Fairy Wen was also a "married woman." If that was the case, then what about her husband?

An Immortal’s lifespan was unfathomable. Could he have been buried in the long river of time? But no, that didn’t feel right. Miss Lu kept feeling that Wen Li wasn’t all that experienced in matters between men and women. She looked extremely clean—nothing at all like Miss Yun.

She was done for.

Curiosity—she was just really, really curious now.

The gossip fire in Miss Lu’s heart was blazing. She desperately wanted to sink her teeth into this melon of Wen Li having been married, so she stared at Zhu Pingniang with burning eyes, waiting for her explanation.

Yun Qian was the same. Even though she knew that Wen Li, as her husband’s fated person, must be a girl as clear and sharp as mountain spring water... that didn’t stop Yun Qian from being interested in the matter.

At present, among the women by her side who had actually married, there was only her.

If Wen Li was too, then Yun Qian could temporarily classify Wen Li into the same "camp" as herself and Ah Qing?

"Ah Li, why aren’t you saying anything?" Zhu Pingniang looked longingly at Yun Qian’s fingers, then gave a little hum. "I didn’t lie to them. If you’ve been married, then you’ve been married..."

Wen Li was very calm; she even tilted her head and thought for a while, feeling that what Zhu Pingniang said actually did make some sense. But she really didn’t want her junior sister to misunderstand, so she was just about to explain to Yun Qian where this whole "getting married" thing actually came from, when she was cut off by Zhu Pingniang.

"Ah Li, I suddenly remembered something... About Sikong Jing, I still haven’t asked how you feel about him," Zhu Pingniang said.

"Sikong... Jing?" Wen Li’s eyelashes trembled lightly. She didn’t ask, but she might as well have written "Who is that?" across her face.

"Right, you have absolutely no interest in any man other than Chang’an. That kid from the Fire Spirit Sect fought you over the Sword Testing Spring for years, and in the end he couldn’t even get you to remember his name... really is cruel." Zhu Pingniang muttered, then before Wen Li got even more confused, said, "The Young Sect Leader of the Profound Sword Bureau—the one who wants to ask for Muyu Peak’s hand in marriage and take you home as his wife."

"Oh." Wen Li nodded.

It did seem like there’d been something like that. She hadn’t paid it any mind.

So, Zhu Pingniang’s answer was already obvious.

Her feelings about Sikong Jing? She couldn’t even remember who he was—how could she have any feelings?

Hearing this, Yun Qian remembered something.

Sikong Jing was that "Senior Sikong" her husband had said he actually didn’t dislike—in fact, even thought he was a decent person... Mm, what Yun Qian actually remembered was that Sikong Jing had gone to find Xu Chang’an, asked him to speak up in front of Wen Li on his behalf, and then... given Xu Chang’an a huge sum of money.

Her husband loved money, so that Sikong Jing was probably a good person.

Miss Lu: "..."

Miss Lu, right beside them, froze.

Sikong Jing... was he the Sikong Jing she’d met?

On the very day Yun Qian entered the Immortal Sect, Sikong Jing had come to pay respects to Zhu Pingniang. At the time, it seemed to be Qingluo who’d guided him, and then Sikong Jing had come to find her first, after which she’d led him to Zhu Pingniang.

She’d even, as a maid, stayed at Zhu Pingniang’s side and witnessed the entire greeting process. Because it was the only Immortal Sect she’d seen recently, Miss Lu still had a deep impression of him—mainly because she’d later looked into it and learned about what Sikong Jing had done around the Flower Moon Building, which she found hilarious.

That seemingly earnest young man carrying a sword had been walking around the Flower Moon Building with a wad of silver notes, telling anyone he met that he wanted to redeem them, to rescue them from the Sea of Suffering...

It was very especially dumb, very funny.

Miss Lu didn’t dislike this kind of "looking down from on high" that actually came from good intentions, and neither did the girls in the Flower Moon Building. So they only thought Sikong Jing was funny, not something to be mocked.

Some girls even felt he was kind of cute, and specially drew him into storybooks.

That very same silly, blank-faced young man she’d seen... had once proposed marriage to Fairy Wen?