We Agreed On Experiencing Life, So Why Did You Immortals Become Real? - Chapter 299: Helping to Ease Brother Emperor's Worries Is Exactly What Mu Jiu Should Do
“Try it.”
Jiang Qingyi’s voice echoed through the room.
The long sword she gripped in her hand was already emitting trembling sounds, as if at any moment she would thrust the sword forward and sever the other’s head.
Their eyes locked together. The room fell into silence as the spiritual power of both formed heavy spiritual pressure in the room. The air itself seemed to freeze.
“Forget it, forget it. What’s the use of you and me fighting to the death? In the end, wouldn’t it just benefit that Lord of the Four Seas?” Qin Siyao sighed.
Hearing her mention that woman Bai Ruxue, Jiang Qingyi’s eyes, which seemed about to lose control, finally showed a trace of rationality.
“When I met Sect Master Jiang before, I proposed cooperation. Last time, Sect Master Jiang didn’t agree with me. Today, I still mean the same thing. Sect Master Jiang should carefully consider the conditions I mentioned last time. If you and I don’t join forces, neither of us will have an easy time. Or does Sect Master Jiang think Ten Thousand Swords Sect is sufficient to match the scale of the Four Seas?”
“…” Jiang Qingyi’s eyebrows furrowed, her expression very displeased, but she didn’t refute.
“I’ll give Sect Master Jiang another month. I’ll wait for Sect Master Jiang’s reply.”
After speaking, Qin Siyao withdrew her gaze and didn’t continue to quibble with her.
Since she and Jiang Qingyi couldn’t fight to a conclusion, why fight at all?
Qin Siyao put on the clothes she had just unfastened, tied her sash, then gently dressed Xiao Mo, just like dressing her own husband.
Next, Qin Siyao lightly tapped Xiao Mo’s brow. Xiao Mo’s eyebrows furrowed as he slowly opened his eyes.
When Xiao Mo awoke and saw Qin Mu Jiu sitting beside him and Fairy Jiang standing in the distance, his expression was slightly stunned, not knowing what had happened, “Why is the National Preceptor here?”
“Brother Emperor’s spiritual power was a bit chaotic just now, and you fell asleep. Mu Jiu was extremely worried. I heard that the National Preceptor’s Manor isn’t far from here, and that National Preceptor Fairy Jiang is accomplished in cultivation, so I invited the National Preceptor over. The National Preceptor just helped soothe Brother Emperor’s spiritual power. Does Brother Emperor feel better?”
Qin Siyao answered on Jiang Qingyi’s behalf, her worried eyes full of sincerity.
Although Qin Mu Jiu said this, Xiao Mo felt something was off. He looked toward Fairy Jiang, inquiring about the truth.
Jiang Qingyi put away the long sword in her hand and said coldly, “Just as she said. These next two days, you should rest well. It’s best not to practice swordsmanship. Sometimes spiritual power chaos doesn’t only manifest as discomfort in the meridians and spiritual channels, but also shows up as drowsiness and fatigue. Your Majesty belongs to the latter.”
“I see,” Xiao Mo nodded. “Thank you, Fairy Jiang and Mu Jiu.”
“Hehehe,” Qin Siyao laughed softly behind her hand. “Why must Brother Emperor be so courteous with Mu Jiu? In another month, Mu Jiu will be entering the palace. Helping to ease Brother Emperor’s worries is exactly what Mu Jiu should do.”
Jiang Qingyi looked at Qin Siyao’s sweet appearance and turned her head, only feeling somewhat disgusted.
Xiao Mo didn’t respond but only smiled and said, “It’s already noon. Would Mu Jiu and Fairy Jiang like to dine together?”
A trace of disappointment flashed through Qin Siyao’s eyes, “Mu Jiu would like to dine with Brother Emperor, but at noon, one of the palace etiquette instructors needs to teach Mu Jiu about Zhou Kingdom’s dining etiquette. I’m afraid I must excuse myself.”
“No matter. Next time then. I’ll escort Mu Jiu out of the palace,” Xiao Mo had only been being polite anyway.
“Thank you, Brother Emperor,” Qin Siyao stood up and bowed happily.
“Let’s go.”
Xiao Mo had palace maids prepare a carriage and brought Qin Siyao toward the palace exit.
Xiao Mo had thought that after he woke up, Fairy Jiang would leave but unexpectedly, Fairy Jiang kept following along.
Jiang Qingyi sat opposite Qin Siyao without saying a word, while Qin Siyao chatted with Xiao Mo about some interesting things she had encountered in Zhou Kingdom’s imperial capital.
“Goodbye, Brother Emperor. Mu Jiu will come find Brother Emperor to play next time,” Qin Siyao waved her small hand at Xiao Mo.
“You’re welcome to come anytime,” Xiao Mo nodded and waved goodbye to her.
After Qin Siyao’s carriage departed, Xiao Mo turned to return to the palace but discovered Fairy Jiang had been watching him all along.
“Is something wrong, Fairy Jiang?” Xiao Mo asked curiously.
Jiang Qingyi looked at the red mark on Xiao Mo’s neck, her small hand involuntarily clenching tight.
“Nothing!” Jiang Qingyi turned and left, instantly disappearing from Xiao Mo’s line of sight.
“What’s going on? Is she angry?”
Xiao Mo didn’t know what had happened, but he didn’t mind much.
This Fairy Jiang was usually moody anyway. She’d be fine in a few days.
After Xiao Mo drove the carriage back to his bedchamber, he planned to enter the Book of a Hundred Lives again.
Although his wedding had been postponed twice, in Xiao Mo’s view, Princess Qinyang and the daughter of the Yan family entering the palace a month from now could no longer possibly encounter any accidents.
Otherwise, not only would the Empress Dowager truly be furious, but Qin Kingdom’s side wouldn’t be able to accept it either.
Fortunately, he at least had an extra month. He’d see if he could complete another instance. However, this time, Xiao Mo didn’t plan to use such urgent methods as in Wangxin’s life, but rather planned to take it slowly.
If he didn’t finish within a month, he’d just extend the time a bit.
As Xiao Mo’s consciousness grew hazy, he entered the Book of a Hundred Lives.
Before Xiao Mo, the previous two paintings appeared again.
The moment the two paintings appeared, part of Xiao Mo’s memories regarding reality were blurred by the Book of a Hundred Lives.
It was like this every time. Xiao Mo had tried several times to recall exactly which part of his memory the Book of a Hundred Lives had blurred, but ultimately had no results.
It was as if the laws of heavenly Dao were preventing him.
“If I can’t remember, then so be it.”
Xiao Mo shook his head and stopped doing futile work.
After hesitating for a long time between the two paintings, Xiao Mo chose the one on the right.
The woman in the painting wore white robes. The sleeves slid down from her jade arms as her slender hands beat a drum.
[Will the host enter the fifth life of the Book of a Hundred Lives—Qin Siyao?]
The voice of the Book of a Hundred Lives rang in Xiao Mo’s mind.
“Yes,” Xiao Mo didn’t hesitate.
The moment Xiao Mo made his choice, the painting on the left rolled up and then disappeared before Xiao Mo.
[Host selection complete. Please create a character name.]
“Xiao Mo.”
[Character name creation complete. Host will now enter the Book of a Hundred Lives.]
[Countdown…]
[Three]
[Two]
[One]
As the countdown ended, Xiao Mo felt as if he had fallen asleep, his entire person sinking into slumber.
When Xiao Mo awoke, everything he saw was blurry.
“Waa waa waa.”
Xiao Mo wanted to make a sound, but discovered that what rang in his ears was only an infant’s crying.
This crying sound seemed to be…
My own?
