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

Chapter 133 Chen Lianshu, I love you.

The bamboo grove is serene and tranquil; a mountain breeze carries the fragrance of bamboo.

As dusk settled, it painted the horizon a gentle orange-red, and the evening breeze grew softer.

Pei Wanyun walked much slower than when she arrived, but still walked side by side with Chen Lianshu.

The wind gently lifted her skirt, making her moon-white dress stand out even more in the twilight, like a ray of bright moonlight falling among the green bamboo.

"Pity the Book".

She suddenly spoke, her voice very soft, her tone as if talking to herself, or perhaps encouraging herself: "I am very happy today."

This is just the prelude to the main event.

For some reason, she became increasingly nervous and could only relieve her anxiety and palpitations in this way.

I clearly remember doing something similar before, and I've simulated it countless times.

But now that I'm actually there, I feel even more helpless.

"My disciple is the same."

Chen Lianshu slowed down her pace.

Pei Wanyun quickened her pace unconsciously and softly hummed in agreement.

She avoided the other person's gaze, trying to hide the panic in her eyes.

"What kind of person do you think I am?"

This question came out of nowhere.

Chen Lianshu was taken aback for a moment, then answered earnestly, "Master treats his disciple extremely well, of course."

"Is that all?"

Pei Wanyun's words seemed to conceal disappointment.

Chen Lianshu was silent for a moment, memories began to surface in her mind, and then she denied them.

"Of course, that's not all."

"Um?"

Pei Wanyun looked up, a glimmer of hope rising in her heart.

"I will always remember the kindness my master has shown me."

Chen Lianshu's gaze was frank, and his tone was sincere: "From the outer sect to the inner sect, from Foundation Establishment to Golden Core."

"Without my master, I'm afraid I would still be wasting my time in the outer sect, unable to enter the secret realm, let alone be where I am today."

Hearing these words, Pei Wanyun felt a mix of bittersweet emotions.

What's sweet is that her husband has her in his heart and remembers her kindness.

But the bittersweet part is that this sentiment still seems to belong to the "Master," rather than to the "person she loves."

That makes sense, since I haven't revealed anything yet, so how could the other party possibly think that way?

"And what about your senior sister?"

She selectively ignored a little fox who was no match for her at all, and asked the person who truly bothered and worried her.

"It's the same, my senior sister is very good to me too."

Chen Lianshu spoke the truth.

""

"Yeah--"

Pei Wanyun was not surprised by this answer.

She was walking ahead when she suddenly stopped.

Chen Lianshu looked at the woman in front of him.

As dusk fell, her dark hair swayed slightly, and her newly bought hairband danced gently in the wind.

Her phoenix eyes gazed intently at him, filled with indescribable emotions.

"7

Pei Wanyun's hands gradually clenched, showing extreme tension.

But she stubbornly refused to look away.

This was a master that Chen Lianshu had never seen before.

At this moment, Pei Wanyun was not the gentle and dignified beauty, nor the elegant and otherworldly fairy, but an ordinary woman who was nervous, scared, and uneasy.

I've been mentally preparing for this for a long time, and I've prepared countless words.

The atmosphere grew so quiet it was almost frozen before she slowly spoke: "Lian Shu, Qi Yuan told me a lot today at Lingjian Peak."

Chen Lianshu was somewhat puzzled, wondering why his master had suddenly brought this up.

But he didn't reply; he just listened quietly.

She said I've changed.

"It's changed?"

Chen Lianshu finally couldn't resist her curiosity.

"Um."

Pei Wanyun nodded slightly, her voice soft and seemingly calm, but she was actually extremely nervous: "She said I'm not the person I used to be."

"In the past, I was detached from worldly desires and focused solely on spiritual practice."

"But now I've become anxious and worried, my heart is full of worries."

Why?

Chen Lianshu frowned slightly and asked softly.

"Because I treat you differently from others."

As dusk deepened, the mountain breeze grew cooler, making people feel more awake.

The gaze in those phoenix eyes was so gentle it was almost scorching, shining with the last glimmer of light in the night: "Not because you are my disciple, but because of you, because of—you as a person."

"I've never treated you the same way I treat that girl, Qianxue."

"Did you notice it?"

The atmosphere grew increasingly tense.

Chen Lianshu was silent for a moment, then slowly nodded: "I noticed."

"Then tell me, how have I treated you differently?"

'

Pei Wanyun insisted on getting to the bottom of it.

She wanted to see where she truly stood in her husband's heart.

Chen Lianshu met that intense gaze, and after a long silence, she finally spoke: "My master treats me far more intimately than anyone else."

"Are you sure it's just intimacy?"

She continued to press him, trying to force out his deepest thoughts one by one.

This question brought many things to Chen Lianshu's mind.

That subtle yet intimate connection, that care that transcends the boundaries of teacher and student, that burning passion hidden beneath gentleness—

The answer was obvious, but he was just unsure and dared not break through that thin veil of secrecy.

Finally, he said in a low voice, "I'm not sure."

The voice was much calmer than expected: "My master's feelings for me seem to go beyond those of a master and disciple."

Despite her heart pounding, Pei Wanyun still needed to get to the bottom of it:

"Then what do you mean?"

"It's the kind of thing that I wouldn't even dare to imagine."

This statement alone is enough to prove that Chen Lianshu had already noticed it, but was unwilling to admit it.

"Why wouldn't you dare to think about it?"

She answered, "Is it because it's related to the memories you mentioned?"

"Because I told you that we are just master and disciple, not partners in the Dao, right?"

"What if I mean—I don't want to be your master at all?"

The air suddenly became quiet.

Only the night breeze travels through the bamboo forest.

"division--"

Call me Wanyun.

Pei Wanyun interrupted him directly: "At least until I finish speaking, I don't want to be your master."

After a long silence, Chen Lianshu finally spoke: "—Wanyun."

"Um.

""

She responded softly.

Now that things have come to this, it's too late to regret it.

Strangely enough, the more honest I am, the calmer I feel inside.

Especially when she recalled what Xiao Yuan had said to her—

Even if her husband rejects her, does he think he can just run away?

Moreover, he might not necessarily refuse.

Judging from Chen Lianshu's current behavior, the other party seems to be extremely convinced that she has memories of the future.

This proves that he is not completely ignorant.

After all, everyone has relevant memories, but it's unbelievable that the protagonist of the incident was completely unaware of it.

As the moonlight rises, the bamboo shadows sway gently.

Looking at the moonlight, Pei Wanyun's tone was somewhat relieved: "Actually, I am not a qualified master."

"Whether in memory or now."

After all, I've been tormented in my heart for so long, and now I can finally let go.

"Actually, I lied to you from the very beginning."

Her tone grew increasingly serious: "You and I are not master and disciple, but partners on the path."

"We were indeed master and disciple at the beginning, but later I, as the master, fell in love first and became a sinner who betrayed his master and disobeyed his disciple."

""

"Fortunately, it ended well. You responded to me, and we walked side by side through many years."

She then looked away and turned to the person in front of her.

This was the first time I had called his name so solemnly.

"Chen Lianshu—"

As dusk fell, Pei Wanyun's emotions surged like a turbulent tide.

After saying the other person's name, he couldn't utter another word.

She had waited and longed for so long.

From the moment we reunited, we've been waiting for this day.

But when it was actually spoken, all the thousands of words brewing in my heart were ultimately reduced to just a short paragraph.

"I love you."

"It's not the affection between a teacher and student, it's the affection between a man and a woman."