Was it you that night?-Chapter 98 - 96 Qinghe Lets Get Married

Chapter 98: Chapter 96: Qinghe, Let’s Get Married

Chapter 98 -96: Qinghe, Let’s Get Married

Yan Changsheng couldn’t reconcile himself, rummaging through the house, hoping to find a presentable gift. Despite searching every corner of the tower, the only thing he had that was worthy of being presented was the Changsheng Sword that he carried with him.

After all, it was an Ancient Spiritual Weapon, given to him by Master only after Qinghe had persuaded him.

He went back to the Simple Residence Courtyard and offered the Changsheng Sword to Qinghe, “You don’t have a proper Magic Artifact yet, take the Changsheng Sword. Your swordsmanship is extraordinary, and this sword is suitable for you.”

Shen Qinghe hadn’t expected Yan Changsheng to give her the Changsheng Sword.

She stared at the Changsheng Sword for a long while, feeling that many past events had become blurry. The things she once thought she would remember for a lifetime were also fading with time.

“I am already a Cultivator at the Golden Core Stage, and I can select a Magic Artifact from the Spiritual Weapon Vault. The Changsheng Sword has accompanied Second Senior Brother for many years, it’s not right for me to take what someone cherishes; Second Senior Brother, please take it back,” said Shen Qinghe, declining with a calm demeanor.

Yan Changsheng was momentarily at a loss, “You’ve made a breakthrough, this is my congratulatory gift to you, please accept it.”

“Second Senior Brother feels he owes me, and that’s why you want to make it up to me, right? But I don’t need it. I’ve said before, saving Second Senior Brother was to expose Nan Sheng’s misdeeds, and you have already testified for me that day. Thus, you and I are even. As for the congratulatory gift, the sentiment is appreciated, but I cannot accept the Changsheng Sword, nor will I take it; please take it back,” Shen Qinghe firmly stated.

Yan Changsheng stood still for a moment before suddenly saying, “Qinghe, let’s get married?”

Shen Zhiyao, who had been hiding and eavesdropping, couldn’t hold back anymore and burst out, “Yan Changsheng, do you have no shame at all? Are you seeking revenge on Nan Sheng by proposing to Qinghe because she is marrying Xiao Chen? Do you think Qinghe still cares for you…”

“Elder sister, stop,” Shen Qinghe interrupted Shen Zhiyao from further lashing out.

“I have to say this! He’s bullying too much. Does he really think he can just come and go as he pleases? At the times you needed him most, he hurt you again and again. Now that you don’t need him, he comes back to be an annoyance. Truly, when people have no shame, they become invincible!”

Shen Zhiyao glared fiercely at Yan Changsheng, “Yan Changsheng, stay away from Qinghe, and don’t ever appear before her again. Qinghe has long stopped liking you, do you think she’s someone you can marry just because you want to? No, even if all the men in the world were dead, she would never marry you! Let me tell you, you’re no longer worthy of the current Qinghe!”

Yan Changsheng himself felt disgusted, also not understanding why he had suddenly spoken such an untimely and inappropriate statement.

He knew full well he was no longer worthy of Qinghe.

He steadily looked at Qinghe, who met his gaze squarely, only to say, “Elder sister may have spoken some heated words, but I also think that Second Senior Brother would be wise to be cautious in what he says. If Second Senior Brother truly can’t let go of Nan Sheng, he should openly compete with Big Senior Brother for her, instead of using another woman to provoke Nan Sheng, as that will be ineffective…”

“I haven’t!” Yan Changsheng interrupted Shen Qinghe, feeling rather powerless, “I have already let go of Nan Sheng, whom she marries is none of my business. Maybe I was too rash, and indeed I am no longer worthy of you, but I still feel that, if you and I could be united, it might stimulate Master to wake up sooner.”

Shen Qinghe responded with a smile, “It seems that Second Senior Brother doesn’t really understand my father. He told me more than once, he said once unfaithful, forever unreliable, and I deeply agree with my father’s words. Ever since Second Senior Brother fell in love with Nan Sheng, he was no longer in the range of my consideration for a spouse.”

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Just as elder sister said, even if every man in the world died off, there would be no more emotional entanglements between her and Yan Changsheng.

Yan Changsheng felt ashamed under Shen Qinghe’s gaze.

Indeed, what face did he have to talk to her about marriage again? He had hurt her so many times before, and although she was kind-hearted, she was also very stubborn.

She wouldn’t give him another chance.

“I was presumptuous,” Yan Changsheng turned and left in an embarrassed hurry.

He suddenly felt ashamed. How could he have had the audacity to propose just earlier?

In these recent days, he truly hadn’t been thinking of Nan Sheng at all.

Even though Nan Sheng and Xiao Chen were about to be married, his heart remained undisturbed. There was no love, and no hatred; it was as if Nan Sheng was someone completely insignificant to him.

It was hard to imagine that he had once loved Nan Sheng so deeply, that he had been willing to give his own life for her love.

How could such a Yan Changsheng possibly be worthy of marrying Qinghe?

Yan Changsheng didn’t know how he managed to get back to Shaonian Tower. Perhaps due to needing rest after such a long time, as soon as he lay down on the bed, he fell into a dream.

In the dream, he was in the Mythical Beast World, a realm with an endless array of beasts to slay, and with Qinghe, who never ceased fighting.

During the dream, he actually found himself wishing that he and Qinghe would never leave the Mythical Beast World.

While Yan Changsheng was lost in a pleasant dream, for some reason, Shen Qinghe harbored a little hope, wishing that Dongfang Wuya would appear.

She remembered that Dongfang Wuya liked to show up at night. He disliked crowds; perhaps he would come to find her after nightfall again this time.

As she watched time slipping away, and with two quarters of an hour left until Zi Hour, she had to accept the fact: Dongfang Wuya was not coming for her.

“Don’t wait any longer, Mr. Wuya won’t come. You should rest early,” Shen Zhiyao said with difficulty, seeing Shen Qinghe’s longing gaze.

She was worried that the young girl had experienced something with Mr. Wuya in the secret realm, which was why she was so eager for his arrival.

Who was Mr. Wuya, after all? He was the lofty and unapproachable one who shunned the company of women and dedicated his life to cultivation, as well as the wicked male lead of the books. She feared that in a moment of rashness, Qinghe might fall into Mr. Wuya’s romantic trap.

“I’m not tired. Elder sister, you should rest first,” Shen Qinghe said, still sitting on the wicker chair in the courtyard. She wanted to wait a little longer.

She owed her present standing to Dongfang Wuya’s grace.

It could be said that without Dongfang Wuya, she would have died years ago; without Dongfang Wuya, she would never have had the chance to pursue cultivation.

Even in the secret realm, it was Dongfang Wuya who snatched the Snow Bone Grass from Nan Sheng’s hands for her.

Without the Snow Bone Grass, she could not have transitioned smoothly from a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator to Core Formation today.

On a day as significant as today, the person who had been by her side and encouraged her when she was most desolate was the very one who didn’t show up.

“You already know Mr. Wuya won’t come. Why keep waiting? Are you being silly?” Shen Zhiyao had restrained herself for a long time, but eventually couldn’t hold back and rushed up to Shen Qinghe to scold her.

Shen Qinghe looked at Shen Zhiyao, her eyes brimming with desolation. She responded in a muffled voice, “I just wanted to share my joy with Mr. Wuya. More than once, he urged me to cultivate seriously because I was always unable to break through; he thought I was lazy and that’s why I didn’t advance in level. But today I achieved Core Formation, and the elders who used to look down on me all came; even the fellow disciples who called me trash were here. So why didn’t Mr. Wuya come?”