Fairy, please have some self-respect. I am not the reincarnation of your deceased husband.

Chapter 132 Qianxue, Master is unjust, he wants to get there first!

This market town is not small, and because it is adjacent to three spiritual peaks, there are many disciples coming and going, making it very lively.

Unlike the market town near Jade Spirit Peak, which mainly sells spiritual materials and magical artifacts, this place mainly sells daily necessities.

Pei Wanyun and Chen Lianshu walked side by side in the crowd, their pace neither hurried nor slow.

Today she had changed her clothes and concealed her aura. In addition, most of the disciples around her did not recognize her as the reclusive peak master, so no one came forward to disturb her.

"Does Master rarely come to the market?"

Chen Lianshu's gaze swept over the stalls on both sides.

He had been to this market several times before and was quite familiar with it.

"Um."

Pei Wanyun responded softly, and unconsciously took a few steps closer.

Their sleeves were almost touching, so close that he could clearly smell the faint lotus fragrance emanating from her.

"I am usually on the peak, and if I need anything, I ask Qianxue to buy it for me."

She paused, then added, "After all, as your teacher—I'm not used to crowded places."

That's true.

However, since my husband was with me today, I didn't feel any discomfort from the noise.

Chen Lianshu did not dodge, but asked with some curiosity, "Why? After all, Master, you don't seem like someone who's afraid of crowds."

"Since childhood, I have been practicing in the mountains with your grandmaster and rarely come down from the mountain. I am used to the quiet."

"Then why today—"

He was interrupted by Pei Wanyun halfway through his sentence.

"It gets boring staying up in the mountains all the time, so I wanted to come out and get some fresh air."

Her ears turned a little redder: "Just... taking a casual walk."

She then turned her face away, pretending to look at the stalls next to her, to hide the panic in her heart.

The two strolled leisurely through the market, one in front of the other.

Pei Wanyun stopped in her tracks as she passed a stall selling spirit fruits.

"How much is this spiritual fruit?"

"Fairy, you have a good eye! These spiritual fruits were just picked this morning from the spiritual plant garden. They're incredibly fresh, with a sweet and refreshing taste. And after eating them..." "How much?"

Pei Wanyun interrupted the stall owner's long-winded introduction.

The stall owner quoted a price, and she didn't haggle. She paid with spirit stones, picked out a few of the best quality ones, carefully wrapped them in a handkerchief, and handed them to Chen Lianshu.

"Try it."

Chen Lianshu took it and took a bite.

Just as the stall owner said, the juice is sweet and refreshing, the flesh is delicate, and the aroma lingers in your mouth.

"Is it tasty?"

Pei Wanyun asked softly, her eyes filled with anticipation.

"tasty."

Hearing this, she smiled.

Then I took a bite myself, and the sweetness filled my mouth, but my heart was even sweeter than the sweet fruit.

The two continued strolling around.

Pei Wanyun's gaze fell on a pair of disciples walking together.

The two were behaving intimately, oblivious to others, clearly a Daoist couple.

She looked for a moment, then looked away, her eyes glancing unconsciously at the young man beside her.

"What's wrong?"

Chen Lianshu also noticed her gaze.

The atmosphere paused slightly.

Meeting those eyes, Pei Wanyun snapped out of her reverie and shook her head, feigning composure: "It's nothing, just some old memories."

"Let's keep going."

She took another bite of the spiritual fruit, but she could no longer taste the sweetness from before.

The words Qi Yuan had said to her echoed in her mind—

Once you've made up your mind, don't hesitate any longer.

What the other party said is correct.

Today, right now.

Not only was Mu Qianxue absent to interfere, but Xueyan and the little fox Jiu'er were also absent from the competition for favor and jealousy.

And the atmosphere was just right, ambiguous and gentle, perfect for expressing his feelings.

After walking for a while, Pei Wanyun accompanied her husband to buy some talismans, various materials, and miscellaneous items.

The two stopped in front of a stall selling hairbands.

Her gaze swept over the various hair ribbons, finally settling on a moon-white silk ribbon.

Although it wasn't embroidered with her favorite lotus pattern, it was fine because of its soft texture, pure color, and how well it matched her outfit today.

"How about this one?"

Pei Wanyun picked up the hairband, held it up to her head, and looked up at him, asking, "Does it suit my outfit?"

"Is it pretty?"

"It suits you perfectly and looks great."

Chen Lianshu answered without hesitation.

"That's so perfunctory."

Perhaps the atmosphere at the moment emboldened her, and Pei Wanyun abandoned her airs as a master.

She said coquettishly, and playfully pinched him lightly: "You didn't even look closely."

Upon hearing this, Chen Lianshu had no choice but to examine him carefully.

Her fair skin resembled that of a fairy, her jade hairpin resembled a lotus, and her black hair flowed like a waterfall. Paired with this hairband, she exuded even more gentleness and elegance.

"It's really beautiful."

Chen Lianshu praised sincerely.

"Then—this one will do."

Pei Wanyun's ears turned red again. She turned her face away and paid the spirit stones.

But she showed no intention of continuing her stroll. Instead, she looked at her husband beside her and asked, "Lian Shu, would you please put this on for me?"

This is a clever way of saying it. By replacing "the master" with "I," the master-disciple relationship is subtly concealed, making it sound more like the playful banter between ordinary Daoist couples.

Chen Lianshu was slightly taken aback by the request, but then nodded in agreement: "Okay."

Pei Wanyun turned around and handed him the hairband.

He took it and tied it for her.

Along the way, my fingertips inevitably brushed against her hair; it felt soft and had a pleasant fragrance.

"alright."

Pei Wanyun turned around and touched her hairband: "Does it look good?"

"certainly."

She smiled and said nothing more, simply pulling him along as they continued walking forward.

pity.

To outsiders, the two seemed like a couple in the midst of a romantic relationship, but in reality, in her husband's heart, she was still his master.

If they could hold hands in this atmosphere, it would be perfect.

move on.

Passing by a stall selling hairpins, Pei Wanyun stopped again.

A simple, elegant jade-blue hairpin caught her eye.

"This hairpin—"

She picked it up and examined it for a moment, then suddenly turned to Chen Lianshu: "Do you think this hairpin suits Qianxue?"

In order to avoid arousing suspicion from others, Pei Wanyun deliberately changed her address from "Senior Sister" to "Qianxue".

She came to this stall not for herself, but to choose a gift for her apprentice.

Chen Lianshu also took a look and then nodded in agreement: "She has always preferred simplicity, and this hairpin has a simple design, which should suit her taste."

"Then I'll buy it."

Pei Wanyun paid the spirit stones and put the hairpin away.

Seeing this, Chen Lianshu couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you going to buy some yourself?"

"Need not."

Pei Wanyun smiled faintly and touched the hairpin in her hair: "Because I have someone better."

The two continued forward.

Pei Wanyun gazed ahead and said calmly, "I will give this hairpin to Qianxue once she emerges from seclusion."

"Master treats Senior Sister very well; he truly cares for her."

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Pei Wanyun smiled but didn't reply.

Is it really that good? If it is, she wouldn't compete with him for this relationship.

They were indeed sincere, but their sincerity was mixed with too many complex emotions that were hard to explain.

There was guilt, a desire to make amends, heartache, and reluctance, among other things.

That child was more reserved, more introverted, and less adept at fighting for what she wanted.

But she, as the master, was ultimately going to take that step before the other party.

"Pity the Book".

Pei Wanyun suddenly spoke, her tone somewhat hesitant: "Do you think—will Qianxue blame me?"

"Um?

Chen Lianshu was puzzled: "Why does Senior Sister resent Master?"

Pei Wanyun did not answer, but her smile contained a hint of bitterness.

"It's nothing, I was just asking casually."

She quickly changed the subject, as if she were trying to avoid something.

Soon, the two reached the end of the market.

Pei Wanyun stopped and turned back to look where she had come from: "Let's go back."

"Um.

""

The two walked back the way they came.

After leaving the market town and entering the territory of Jade Spirit Peak, they came to a bamboo forest.

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Pei Wanyun clenched her hands slightly inside her sleeve, silently answering the question in her mind.

How can I not blame them?

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She's trying to steal the person she likes.

but--

I'm sorry, my disciple.

Being near the water tower, one gets the moon first; the master is unjust—

We need to get there first.