Was it you that night?-Chapter 68 - Spending the Wedding Night Alone

Chapter 68: Chapter 68: Spending the Wedding Night Alone

Chapter 68 -68: Spending the Wedding Night Alone

“But they held hands, and it was Mr. Wuya who took the initiative. Mr. Wuya also said that Qinghe was his person, and he embraced her more than once. Isn’t that the sign of an affair?” Shu Xiu cited examples to prove she wasn’t overthinking.

Shen Zhiyao explained with a subdued voice, “You are thinking too much. Mr. Wuya only sees our family’s Qinghe as a junior. I swear, there is nothing improper between them. It’s not the type of unclear male-female relationship you are imagining.”

“But to me, it looks like it. They seem so well-matched, a talented man and a beautiful woman. Don’t you think the image of them standing together is particularly pleasing to the eye, just like the celestial couples in the legends?” Shu Xiu couldn’t help but start shipping them.

In her heart, Shen Zhiyao reasoned that Dongfang Wuya was the male lead, and the male lead belonged to the female lead. What did he have to do with their Qinghe? Even if they were well-matched, Qinghe shouldn’t catch the eye of the male lead—that could be deadly.

“That’s because Qinghe is beautiful. Put her next to any man and they would look well-matched. Mr. Wuya is a high and mighty figure. Our Qinghe is not worthy of him. From now on, let’s not lump them together anymore; it’s an impossibility!” Shen Zhiyao said sternly, glaring fiercely at Dongfang Wuya’s unruly hand.

What sort of people were these, taking advantage of Qinghe’s gratitude and eating all her tofu, making her frustrated.

Her entire attention was fixated on Dongfang Wuya and Shen Qinghe, secretly thinking to follow from a distance. Otherwise, that foolish girl Qinghe might be taken advantage of by Dongfang Wuya and still be helping him count spirit stones without realizing it.

Just as she was vigilantly surveilling them, suddenly a mist flashed before her eyes, and when she dispelled the fog and looked ahead, the figures of Dongfang Wuya and Shen Qinghe had vanished.

Moreover, the other main characters had also disappeared. She looked left and right with Shu Xiu but could not see anyone ahead.

“Where is Qinghe?” Shen Zhiyao followed in pursuit but saw only overgrown grass and shrubbery ahead. Where could she find Qinghe?

“Don’t run off. This is the Red Moon Secret Realm; traps and illusions are everywhere. We cannot wander recklessly. We must be cautious. With Qinghe following Mr. Wuya, she’ll be safe. Do not worry,” Shu Xiu said, afraid that Shen Zhiyao would panic out of concern.

Calmness returning, Shen Zhiyao suddenly felt grateful that Dongfang Wuya had been holding Qinghe’s hand. Otherwise, with Qinghe’s mere Foundation Establishment cultivation base, if she encountered danger in the realm, she wouldn’t know how to respond.

Meanwhile, Shen Qinghe was being led forward by Dongfang Wuya when a dense fog appeared suddenly in front of them, and she lost consciousness soon after.

By the time she awoke, she found herself on a wedding bed, her head covered with a wedding veil.

She lifted the veil in confusion and surveyed the room. Everything she saw was red, appearing to be a bridal chamber.

Unsure of her whereabouts, she sat in a daze for a moment before leaving the wedding bed. She had only taken a few steps when she overheard two maids talking outside.

One of the maids, with a rather hoarse voice, said, “It looks like the Young City Lord won’t be coming over. He doesn’t seem to care about the lady’s feelings at all.”

The other maid chimed in, “Right? The Young City Lord’s heart is set on Miss Nan. Despite Miss Nan’s humble origins, he wouldn’t let her be wronged. Tonight, the Young City Lord is probably going to stay in Miss Nan’s room.”

“The young master hasn’t even unveiled the lady’s Red Veil. How pitiful…”

Shen Qinghe stopped in her tracks, standing rooted to the spot.

Although it was just a few words from the maids, she had understood the situation.

Tonight was supposed to be her wedding night with some man, but the bridegroom had an affair before their wedding, and it turned out the other woman’s surname was Nan—without a doubt, it must be Nan Sheng. And that bridegroom was likely either Yan Changsheng or Xiao Chen.

Of course, if it was Dongfang Wuya, that wouldn’t be surprising either, since he was also one of the male leads.

She stood still for a moment, then walked out of the bridal chamber. The two maids who were gossiping were taken aback when they saw Shen Qinghe emerge and didn’t quite dare to look at her expression.

After learning the names of the two maids, Shen Qinghe called the one named Cai Xin in to ask her some questions.

Although Cai Xin did not understand why Shen Qinghe had so many questions, considering she had been overheard gossiping earlier, she candidly answered them.

It was then that Shen Qinghe discovered that her current location was Snow Bone City, and the man she had married was none other than Yan Changsheng, the Young City Lord of Snow Bone City.

She was the second daughter of Divine Sword Villa, Shen Qinghe, who had a marriage accord with Yan Changsheng since childhood, while Nan Sheng was the girl who had fallen in love with him at first sight two months before her wedding.

Apart from the different identities, the intentional storyline wasn’t much different from her situation in the Sky Pole Sect.

She didn’t know whether Nan Sheng and Yan Changsheng still remembered her true identity, but she clearly remembered why she was here. Hearing the name Snow Bone City, she guessed that the Snow Bone Grass must be in the Illusory Realm they were in.

Shen Qinghe remained silent for a long time, leaving Cai Xin feeling anxious, perceiving the Young Madam to be very odd. She knew the Young City Lord spent the night in Miss Nan’s room, yet she seemed not a bit sad; instead, she asked many strange questions.

“Cai Xin, have you ever heard of Snow Bone Grass?” Shen Qinghe suddenly asked.

Cai Xin’s face changed slightly, “Of course, it is the Immortal Herb that the Young City Lord has been carefully cultivating for many years.”

This was a well-known fact; why would the Young Madam suddenly ask her about the Snow Bone Grass?

Hearing this, Shen Qinghe was taken aback and then, recalling the plot of the book, she instantly understood why Nan Sheng was able to take the Snow Bone Grass, because Yan Changsheng would never hand it over to a woman other than Nan Sheng.

The likelihood of her stealing the Snow Bone Grass was slim.

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That night, Shen Qinghe did not sleep a wink, but in this Illusory Realm, she was not even a Foundation Building Cultivator, and it was only in the wee hours of the morning that she could not resist dozing off.

She was suddenly awakened early in the morning because Cai Xin came in to serve her and reminded her to go pay her respects to her mother-in-law.

But not even a glimpse of Yan Changsheng was seen, letting her meet the Madam Yan alone was just another way to slap her face.

Shen Qinghe, however, took it calmly.

She did not know about others, but she clearly remembered that this was an Illusory Realm and that everything here was an illusion. To leave this Illusory Realm, perhaps it revolved around Nan Sheng taking away the Snow Bone Grass?

She walked out of the bridal chamber, and upon reaching the corridor, she soon saw a tall, gentle, and refined young man standing not far away. It was Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen gave her a sarcastic smile the moment he saw her, “Ignored on your wedding night, unable to hold on to your own man, Shen Qinghe, don’t you think you’re quite useless?”

Shen Qinghe walked slowly up to Xiao Chen, retorting calmly, “I am indeed useless, isn’t that why I have you, Xiao Chen, to fall back on? Aren’t you also helplessly watching as Nan Sheng throws herself into Yan Changsheng’s arms, as they are being affectionate, unable to do anything?

Xiao Chen’s face darkened, not expecting the usually timid Shen Qinghe to dare mock him to his face.

As Shen Qinghe was about to walk away, he suddenly caught up with her, saying flippantly, “Changsheng is still immersed in Shengsheng’s tender land right now, with no one to accompany you to meet Madam Yan, want me to join you?”