Chapter 473 - 132: I Can Be the Concubine, You Can Be the Mistress

"Oh my gosh!"

Liu Su covered her mouth, her eyes nearly popping out.

Mo Xiaolan stared blankly at Jian Yue, snuggling into Qin Gengyun’s embrace, standing on tiptoe, puckering her lips for a kiss, completely dazed.

Qin Gengyun was also bewildered; although Jian Yue often flirted with him, it was always superficial. Yet now, in front of the "outsider" Wei Wan, she was saying she was his concubine.

Getting so close, lips puckered so high, she looked like a thirsty young woman.

Where was the cold and proud demeanor of the Zhenyang Sect’s senior sister?

But the most shocked was Wei Wan. Though she wasn’t particularly cordial with Ye Xiyue, she still acknowledged this senior sister.

With extraordinary talent, strong cultivation, cold and aloof demeanor, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say she descended from the heavens.

But what was she seeing now?

The unrivaled, aloof senior sister suddenly turned into a coquettish woman, cuddling up to a junior brother, and even asking for a kiss in public.

This, this...

For a moment, Wei Wan’s head couldn’t function normally.

"Hmph."

A cold snort echoed, as icy air emitted from Qiu Zhihe. Qin Gengyun hurriedly raised his hands, blinking innocently at her.

"Dear, look, I didn’t do anything."

Jian Yue let out an "oh," regretfully slipping out of Qin Gengyun’s embrace, pouting as she said:

"Big Madam is so jealous. Haven’t I spent enough time serving the husband with you? What’s wrong with a little kiss?"

"Serving together?" Wei Wan’s mouth opened wide, her pupils trembling.

Pfft!

Liu Su couldn’t hold it in anymore and burst out laughing, Mo Xiaolan stared blankly at Jian Yue and then at Qin Gengyun. If she hadn’t known Qin Gengyun well enough, she might have believed Jian Yue was serious.

Qiu Zhihe’s face grew colder, but she knew Jian Yue was just trying to make Wei Wan believe them, so she turned away, choosing not to see it.

Jian Yue blushed "bashfully" and said to Wei Wan: "Sorry, Junior Sister Wei, in our house, elder sister calls the shots. Today, she’s not happy, so the husband and I cannot perform the kissing ceremony for you."

"No, no problem."

Wei Wan instinctively replied, by now, she completely believed Qin Gengyun and the others.

It’s simple; since senior sister is Junior Brother He’s concubine, she and Ruo Mei are naturally sister-wives.

Everyone knows senior sister and Xia Qinglian are mortal enemies. If Ruo Mei were Xia Qinglian, senior sister would certainly not be sisters with her.

So, Ruo Mei definitely isn’t Xia Qinglian.

Such simple logic she could still understand.

Since she wasn’t the person her father sought, He Zhiqiu, Ruo Mei, and the others wouldn’t have a direct conflict with her.

In this manner, mutual help and peaceful coexistence weren’t out of the question.

Wei Wan’s brain, accustomed to only receiving her father’s orders, quickly processed the situation and finally understood what was happening.

She looked up at Qin Gengyun and said: "If that’s the case, I’ll trust you. I won’t reveal your identities. How will you help me find my mother?"

"It’s your father and mother," Qin Gengyun corrected.

Wei Wan’s eyes flashed coldly: "My father has been with me since childhood; there’s no need for you to find him."

Liu Su chuckled: "Senior Sister Wei, if you find out this father of yours is fake, what would you do?"

"Impossible!" Wei Wan said immediately.

Qin Gengyun glanced at her sympathetically: "Senior Sister Wei, the more eager you are to dismiss a guess, the more uncertain you are within."

"Stop talking!"

Wei Wan interrupted loudly, her voice trembling.

Mo Xiaolan stepped forward gently: "Senior Sister Wei, I lost my parents from a young age but still grew up. People don’t necessarily need others to survive. If one day you find out the truth isn’t as you wish, why not let it go and try living for yourself?"

"Live... for myself?"

Wei Wan was stunned, countless scenes flashed through her mind instantly: lonely valleys, a kind yet indifferent smile, the blood-stained God-piercing Whip... and countless times waking up from nightmares.

For over twenty years, she only knew to await her father’s orders, never doing anything she wished.

Because she didn’t know what she wanted to do.

Live for herself?

Wei Wan had a blank and bewildered expression.

"So, Taoist Friend Wei, are we considered friends now?"

Qin Gengyun approached, smiling, and bowed to her.

Wei Wan hesitated for a moment before finally returning the gesture:

"Taoist Friend He."

"That’s better now," Jian Yue stepped forward, holding Wei Wan’s hand:

"Junior Sister, I know you never liked me. Now it’s all sorted, we can get along well. I’ll be the concubine, and you can be the mistress."

"Mistress?" Wei Wan asked, puzzled.

"Enough."

Qiu Zhihe spoke coolly: "We’ve been out long enough, it’s time to go back."

"Yes, elder sister." Jian Yue respectfully bowed to Qiu Zhihe, acting like a concubine being bossed around by the wife.

Liu Su couldn’t help but give Jian Yue a thumbs-up, thinking, my goodness, you really know how to play!

Qin Gengyun packed the tent, and the group headed to the Zhenyang Sect disciples’ resting camp.

"Junior Brother Lan."

Wei Wan called out to Mo Xiaolan from behind, and Mo Xiaolan turned back:

"Senior Sister Wei, anything else?"

Wei Wan said: "Rest assured, I won’t tell Junior Sister Wu about tonight’s events. Junior Sister Wu is deeply infatuated with you; don’t let her down."

Mo Xiaolan didn’t immediately react. Only after a moment did he realize Wei Wan meant she wouldn’t disclose that Mo Xiaolan had taken her "virginity."

After saying that, Wei Wan bowed to the group, then her figure vanished instantly.

Mo Xiaolan looked open-mouthed, muttering: "Senior Sister Wei doesn’t understand the ways of romance but understands romantic feelings?"

"She still doesn’t understand." Liu Su chuckled, patting her shoulder:

"Otherwise, when she woke up, she would’ve dragged you to do it again."

"Big Madam, have mercy, I was wrong!"

Nearby, Jian Yue’s voice sounded, and the group turned to see her kneeling before Qiu Zhihe, ready to lick her shoe.

Qiu Zhihe kicked her away, speaking coldly: "Never again."

Jian Yue sat on the ground, intentionally or unintentionally spreading her long legs toward Qin Gengyun, laughing:

"Big Madam, does this mean next time Master can’t kiss me?"

Qiu Zhihe’s eyes were cold, and Jian Yue hesitated: "What if Junior Sister Wei suspects my words and wants proof? I must have some semblance of a marriage with Master, right?"

Qiu Zhihe suddenly flashed in front of Jian Yue, raising a hand to slap her, but Jian Yue dodged with a grin:

"Big Madam, calm down, I’m leaving now. Master, please remember my form."

Jian Yue’s voice faded, clearly having run far.

"Form?" Qiu Zhihe glanced at Qin Gengyun, and he quickly said:

"Dear, don’t misunderstand; I removed my hand earlier, how would I know anything about Jian Yue’s form?"

Liu Su blinked: "Darling, Jian Yue only mentioned ’form’, how do you know which part she’s referring to?"

"..."

"Dear, dear, listen to me! Ah!"