Chapter 342 : It’s Not Easy Being the Head of Household 26 (1/2)
“You want to marry me?” Ling Yue’s voice shook. “Take me as your husband?”
“I promised you.” Shi Sheng kissed his lips. “Don’t be angry. I just wanted it to be a surprise—who knew you’d overhear half of it from somewhere else and then misunderstand me?”
“I… I’m sorry…” Ling Yue’s voice was very soft.
Too many noble lordlings had appeared by her side recently, so he had felt very insecure.
Ling Yue reached towards the spot where he bit her on the shoulder and felt dampness, so he anxiously stood up. “You’re bleeding… Let me help you bandage it.”
‘Just why did I bite so hard?’
Ling Yue clambered off the bed to light a lamp. Now that there was light, Shi Sheng finally saw the state her shoulder was in and how bloody her back had become. ‘Is this fellow a dog?!’
“I’m sorry. Does it hurt?” Ling Yue helped wipe away the blood on her back. “Do you want to return the bite?”
Shi Sheng glared at him. “Luckily you bit me in the shoulder and not my neck, else I’d be dead right now.”
“S-sorry…”
“Forget it. I’ll just treat it as you leaving your mark on me.”
‘I really keep lowering my bottom line for him…
This fellow is going to be spoilt rotten by me one day!’
Ling Yue carefully helped Shi Sheng clean up the blood before applying ointment onto the wound. Only then did he lie back down with her in his arms.
“Do you know why I followed you down the mountain back then?”
Ling Yue’s hoarse voice spoke in the darkness.
“Was it not because I was utterly dashing?”
Ling Yue, “…”
“Before Master left, he told me I couldn’t leave Mt. Wanyuan for three years, or else I would experience a bloody disaster.”
‘Bloody disaster? Most probably has something to do with the FL.’
Shi Sheng began filling in the gaps of this melodramatic overarching plotline.
“Then why did you follow me off the mountain?”
“Don’t know. Instinct, I guess. I felt that you…” Ling Yue didn’t know how to describe it. Being with her felt natural, like how a river would form if enough streams converged.
Most importantly, his Master had left two satchels before his departure. His Master had told him to open the first one only when people came looking for him.
Hence, when Jiang Zhi came, he had opened the first satchel. Inside it were two slips of paper, one of which contained three words: Jun Liyou. Her name.
Ling Yue didn’t know why, but he just blurted that name out when he saw Shi Sheng that first night.
On the other paper, his Master had written that she was capable of resolving the disaster for him.
“Seems like your Master’s got some foresight.” Shi Sheng clicked her tongue. ‘He must’ve, if he could predict that much.’
“En, Master is very capable.”
“Take me to see him when we have the time.”
“Okay.”
“Waifu, behave yourself! My shoulder hurts… I don’t wanna move.”
“I’ll move.”
“……”
……
In the outskirts of the capital, Jiang Zhi was taking shelter in a rundown temple with a man. He was heavily injured, lying in her arms.
These past few days, Jiang Zhi had been scurrying from shelter to shelter with him in tow.
But the Prime Minister’s residence was very good at looking for people—Jiang Zhi couldn’t stay in one place for more than a single night.
“Jun Liyou! We can’t exist in the same world!”
‘If other people can lead fulfilling lives after they transmigrate, how come I have to suffer this much?!’