Quick Transmigration: The Control Group in Sweet Novels

"Brother Pei... Senior Brother Pei." She struggled slightly, clearly frightened by his appearance. "I haven't finished speaking yet."

He didn't let go, but lowered his eyes to look at her, as if the two of them would immediately appear before the Three Lives Stone and carve their names on it. He frowned, as if he was trying his best to suppress something. "You say it."

Qi Yang took a deep breath. She had only meant to tease him, but who knew the young man would react so strongly.

She quickly explained, "Senior Brother Pei, you've misunderstood. Brother Chu and I are not husband and wife."

Upon hearing this, Pei Qingyun paused in his grip on her fingers, and it took him a long time to react. "...What do you mean?"

"It means exactly what it says, Senior Brother Pei. Aunt Liu is lying to you. She mistakenly thinks you are bad people. In fact, Brother Chuyi and I are not husband and wife, not from beginning to end."

Qi Yang explained everything in one breath, and at the end, she raised an eyebrow, "Didn't you ever have a doubt? If I were Chu Yi's wife, why would I be with you every day?"

Pei Qingyun stood there, a rare look of bewilderment appearing in his usually calm and serene eyes.

He stared at her for a long time, as if trying to figure out if she was joking again, but the girl's expression was too certain, and her eyes were too frank.

"I..." he began, but suddenly found himself unable to speak.

"Aunt Liu's actions were just a temporary measure to protect us. I completely forgot about it afterward, but who knew this misunderstanding would escalate so much?" After she finished speaking, she glanced at Pei Qingyun furtively.

He remained stunned for a long time. No matter what Qi Yang said, the young man seemed unable to handle the situation, which amused Qi Yang. She tilted her head and leaned closer to look into Pei Qingyun's eyes, teasingly saying, "Senior Brother Pei, I'm asking you a question, why aren't you answering me?"

"Wh-what?" Pei Qingyun's eyelashes trembled as she struggled to find her voice.

"I ask you, have you never had any doubts?" the girl asked again.

Pei Qingyun pursed her lips, her expression shifting. "I thought you..."

He stopped mid-sentence, realizing that Qi Yang wanted him to be her mistress, a statement he found incredibly difficult to utter.

The most embarrassing thing is that he has already agreed.

Qi Yang waited for a long time, but nothing came of it.

Perhaps Pei Qingyun's hesitant expression was too peculiar, because she couldn't help but lean closer, almost touching his nose, and asked, "What do you think?"

The young man looked away. "...It's nothing."

Even if he didn't say it aloud, Qi Yang knew. She couldn't help but smile, drawing out her words with a hint of coquettishness, "Anyway, it was a misunderstanding, Senior Brother Pei, do you understand now?"

Pei Qingyun nodded, but he still couldn't feel the reality of it. Every step he took felt unsteady, making him wonder if he was dreaming.

Or perhaps, his obsession was so deep that it had given rise to inner demons, and everything before him was an illusion.

But after glancing at Zhao Xue, who had been excited ever since hearing the girl's words, he changed his mind.

It's not an illusion.

it is true.

It's true... This thought stirred a feeling of surprise and joy within his usually calm heart.

His heart, which had been adrift for days, finally settled down, and he couldn't help but pull her into his arms, letting her hear his rapidly beating heart.

The two hugged quietly for a while without saying a word; one was holding back, while the other felt a mix of loss and boundless excitement.

After a long while, Qi Yang couldn't hold back any longer. She spoke again, her voice tinged with barely suppressed laughter, "But Senior Brother Pei..."

"......Um."

"I really want to know." She took a half step back from his embrace, tilted her head up to look at him, her eyes shining brightly. "How did you convince yourself to be my fourth mistress?"

"..." Pei Qingyun paused for a moment, realizing for the first time that their conversation was somewhat absurd. "Little Four?"

Qi Yang nodded, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "That's right, didn't you think that Sister Ying and I were both Brother Chu's wives? Then wouldn't you be Xiao Si?"

Pei Qingyun: ......

*

When Qi Yang was breathless from the kiss, tears welled up in her eyes, and her fingers involuntarily gripped the young man's shirt. She sobbed softly, "I... I won't say anymore."

The young man continued kissing her, saying, "Junior sister, say whatever you want."

Qi Yang's back was pressed against the edge of the table, with nowhere to retreat, and she tilted her beautiful neck slightly upward.

Perhaps it was because he had finally learned the truth, just like someone he thought he was about to lose suddenly became his everything. This feeling of regaining what he had lost made the young man's touch not as comforting as before, but carrying a sense of something that had been suppressed for too long finally breaking down.

Yet he was exceptionally patient, his movements unhurried and deliberate, as if confirming her presence inch by inch.

The girl's eyes were still moist. "I'm not saying anything more. Only a fool would say that."

After saying that, she couldn't help but glare at him angrily. Pei Qingyun looked at her like this and finally found some truth in what had happened today. He couldn't help but smile and chuckle.

Qi Yang blushed at his laughter, turned her head away, and muttered softly, "The dignified senior brother of Cangshan is as petty as a needle."

Pei Qingyun did not deny it.

Qi Yang couldn't help but mutter again, deliberately trying to scare him: "If you dare to mess with me, believe me, I'll tell everyone about you seducing a married woman. As a senior brother of the Sword Sect, that'll definitely be explosive news. Let's see how you'll stand in Cangshan after that."

No matter what she said, Pei Qingyun remained in a good mood, saying, "I said, Junior Sister, say whatever you want."

Qi Yang: ......

Is this guy a bastard?

...

The two spent the night together before Pei Qingyun reluctantly returned to the side peak.

As he left, he paused slightly, pondering how to keep the two of them together forever.

After much thought, it seems that becoming Daoist partners is the most suitable option.

When Pei Qingyun returned to the side peak, he happened to run into Sword Master Li Xuan, who was leaning against the entrance of his cave drinking. When he saw Pei Qingyun return, he lifted his eyelids and looked him up and down, commenting, "He's smiling like a fox who's stolen a chicken."

"..."

The young man pursed his lips and couldn't help but raise his hand to touch the corner of his mouth.

Is it really that obvious?

Li Xuan Sword Master didn't bother to look at him. He picked up the wine pot and walked into the cave. After taking two steps, he stopped and hesitated for a moment before turning back. "Qingyun, I know you've always been obedient and easy to take care of since you were little, but you're also stubborn. I still have to tell you, even if you and that girl are currently... currently, not in a proper relationship, you must remember, as long as your names haven't been engraved on the Three Lives Stone, there's still hope."

"Turning back is the right path," said Sword Master Li Xuan earnestly.

He didn't want to see his apprentice remain so stubbornly ignorant.

Unexpectedly, Pei Qingyun paused for a moment upon hearing this, then said earnestly, "Master, if there truly is a day for the Daoist couple's ceremony, I will definitely invite you to the wedding feast."

"Go to hell!" Sword Master Li Xuan clutched his chest, feeling dizzy with anger. "You unfilial son, you unfilial son!"

Pei Qingyun curled his lips and opened his mouth, about to explain, when Li Xuan Sword Master had already left cursing and swearing, looking as if he couldn't bear to look at him again.

He swallowed his words back.

In short, everyone will know about it during the upcoming Daoist Couple Ceremony.

Tonight has been so delightful that Pei Qingyun wants to enjoy himself a little longer.

...

When Qi Yang woke up the next day, the jade slip placed on the bedside table flashed twice. She opened it and saw the message inside.

Only one person can transmit messages through this jade slip.

Pei Qingyun: I need to lead the disciples in training today. I'll come see you this afternoon.

Pei Qingyun: If you miss me, come to the main peak.

Holding the jade slip in her hands, Qi Yang couldn't help but smile. Pei Qingyun had already given her his inner sect token, and from then on, Qi Yang could freely enter and leave the inner sect.

They've only been apart for one night, yet she's already talking about whether she misses him or not, as if she's definitely going to go.

She put the jade slip away, got out of bed, washed up, and opened the door. The morning light had just filled the courtyard. Ji Chuyi was squatting in the courtyard practicing his boxing. When he saw her come out, he moved slightly and gave her a look.

"Up so early today?"

Qi Yang hummed in agreement and mumbled, "Go practice your swordsmanship on the back mountain."

Ji Chuyi didn't ask any further questions and continued practicing his boxing. Qi Yang looked at his thin back and suddenly remembered the recent misunderstanding. She felt inexplicably guilty and touched her nose. Just as she was about to slip away, Ji Chuyi suddenly asked, "Did you receive Aying's letter?"

Qi Yang paused, somewhat puzzled: "What letter?"

Ji Chuyi slightly raised her chin, gesturing to her, "Then."

Qi Yang walked over, picked up the letter on the table, and read it. It was indeed Song Ying's handwriting. The letter was short and to the point: Come find me at the main peak this afternoon. I have something for you.

Qi Yang didn't think much of it and put the letter back on the table. "Sister Ying has probably prepared something good for us again."

Ji Chuyi did not deny it.

Song Ying often brings them things. If it weren't for the fact that one of them is inside and the other is outside, Song Ying would have loved to take care of all their meals. Ji Chuyi often runs errands for the two of them and has long been used to it.

Qi Yang mumbled that she was going out and then left the courtyard.

She didn't want to have to keep her relationship a secret, but she didn't know how to tell Chu Yi and Sister Aying how she and Senior Brother Pei got involved.

After much thought, I've decided to put it aside for now.

Qi Yang went to the main peak, and she also wanted to check the records about the Cold Marrow Fungus in the library.

The Cold Marrow Ganoderma is an extremely rare and precious spiritual herb. It is not possible to find even one in a hundred years. Therefore, apart from the fact that it only grows in the cold pool of the Northern Abyss of the Demon Realm, people know nothing else about it.

Of course, Qi Yang also had other reasons, and those reasons were no one else but Pei Qingyun.

Qi Yang quickly arrived at the main peak with the token. Compared to the outer sect, the main peak where the inner sect disciples and elders usually resided was much grander and more magnificent.

The pavilion was so tall that it was almost hidden in the clouds, and everywhere you looked, you could see disciples flying on their swords.

Upon arriving at the main peak, Qi Yang didn't rush to the library but instead went to the training ground first.

The disciples here each held a long sword, wore disciple robes, and had an exceptionally solemn expression.

But among the crowd, Qi Yang spotted a familiar figure at a glance. Golden Core cultivators have particularly sharp senses, and the moment she entered the sword training ground, that person had already slowly looked over, his eyes gentle and containing a hint of a smile.

Qi Yang glanced at it, then pretended not to see it and walked past.

She walked past the edge without looking to the side, acting just like a disciple who happened to be passing by.

But she had only taken a few steps when she heard unhurried footsteps behind her. "Junior sister."

Pei Qingyun's voice sounded from behind, his tone cold and dignified, just like when he taught his junior brothers and sisters, "The training ground is a dangerous place, and swords have no eyes. It's easy to get hurt. If you happen to be passing by, it's best to stay away."

Qi Yang paused and turned to look at him.

The young man was dressed in a white sword robe, which was neatly cinched at the waist, and he wore a gentle smile on his face.

The girl coughed and nodded knowingly, "Thank you for the reminder, Senior Brother."

She obediently bowed her head and clasped her hands, her voice clear and respectful, "I'll be leaving now."

Pei Qingyun's brows furrowed, and he glanced at her twice. "Where are you going?"

The junior sister smiled broadly: "The library."

Pei Qingyun was taken aback. It turned out that they hadn't come specifically to see him; he had just been presumptuous.

He pursed his lips, nodded slightly, and instructed in a voice only the two of them could hear: "Wait for me in the library."

Qi Yang watched him leave calmly and couldn't help but purse her lips. "That repressed pervert, he really knows how to act like a convincing jerk."

She muttered to herself for a moment, then turned and slipped away. The library was located at the back of the training ground. At this hour, many disciples were having their morning lessons, and there were only a few disciples scattered around the library. Qi Yang gradually began to search according to the labels on the bookshelves.

Suddenly, a commotion came from inside the library.

Qi Yang followed the disciples and looked over. One of the disciples, dressed in a rigid style, said with a solemn face, "This morning, there was some unusual activity in the Forbidden Book Pavilion. This matter has been reported to the elders. All disciples must not approach the Forbidden Book Pavilion. Otherwise, if you are invited for tea by the elders, don't blame me for not reminding you sooner."

After he finished speaking, a murmur suddenly broke out in the library.

Strangely enough, the forbidden book was inside the library, but the boundaries were sealed off. Normally, the cultivation level of ordinary disciples was not enough to break the seal, and it had been fine for many years. Unexpectedly, there was a disturbance today.

I wonder who was so fearless.

Various speculations arose around her. The girl held a thick book in her hands, her eyebrows twitching slightly, but she remained silent.

She couldn't help but recall the original book, where the original owner was instigated by Ji Chuyi to steal books from the forbidden library.

The book doesn't describe in detail how they broke the seal; it only says that Ji Chuyi met a kind person who taught him how to activate it. At this point, it's roughly the same time as the scene in the original book where the two of them went to steal the book together.

Qi Yang pursed her lips, perhaps she was overthinking it.

Brother Chu was being watched carefully by her and was still focused on his cultivation in the courtyard, so he probably wouldn't do such a thing again.

As Fang was thinking, Qi Yang noticed a line of text.

The words were what she was looking for – the Cold Marrow Ganoderma. Qi Yang quickly became engrossed in reading them carefully.