Bai Suzhen, I really need to punish you properly.

Fan Shiyi Niang parted her cherry lips slightly, revealing a bit of her white teeth and the tip of her tongue. She was stunned for a long time before gently pulling her hand away.

Wang Xuan quickly released her grip and said apologetically, "Sorry, I forgot."

Fan Shiyi Niang's pretty face flushed crimson. She looked at Feng San Niang, who stood quietly in the distance, and said in a voice barely audible, "But how can San Niang marry me?"

"If Third Sister were a man, wouldn't he be able to marry you?"

"But she isn't."

Wang Xuan remained silent, only raising his eyebrows slightly and staring intently at what lay before her.

Fan Shiyi Niang instinctively raised her hand to cover her chest, but being quick-witted, she soon understood and whispered, "You mean, you want San Niang to dress as a man and marry me?"

"Exactly." Wang Xuan looked at her and asked solemnly, "If Third Sister is willing to marry you like this, Eleventh Sister, would you be willing?"

"I...I'm willing, but..."

Fan Shiyi Niang pursed her lips slightly, her emotions fluctuating like a rollercoaster. She was in love with Wang Xuan, but she loved San Niang, who was by her side day and night, even more. However, she still felt that this was very unrealistic.

"There's no 'but' about it." Wang Xuan's gaze was intense, her tone firm, as she reassured him, "As long as you dare to be brave, why should you miss out?"

Fan Shiyi Niang stared blankly at Wang Xuan, full of doubt: "Why are you helping us?"

"Because you are truly in love. True love isn't limited to relationships between men and women."

Fan Shiyi Niang's heart skipped a beat, and she tentatively asked, "Young master, have you ever... ever been in love with a man?"

A chill ran down Wang Xuan's spine for no apparent reason. His shoulders trembled slightly, his brows furrowed, and he retorted sternly, "Nonsense! I only like women!"

Seeing Wang Xuan, who was usually calm and composed, showing such an expression, Fan Shiyi Niang couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, her shallow dimples appearing and disappearing, making her look charming and lovely.

Just then, a sudden evening breeze blew across the riverbank, and the plain-colored handkerchief that Fan Shiyi Niang used to tie her hair was instantly blown off by the wind. Her long, smooth, black hair was completely spread out, cascading down her shoulders and clinging messily to her fair neck and the fabric of her blue robe.

"Ah!" Fan Shiyi Niang exclaimed in surprise, caught off guard, and hurriedly raised her hand to cover her messy hair.

Tourists passing by noticed the unusual commotion and turned to look.

Wang Xuan quickly picked up the plain-colored headscarf that had fallen to the ground and stepped forward, saying, "Let me do it."

He quickly gathered her loose black hair back together and tied it up, then wrapped it tightly with the plain-colored square scarf to secure it firmly.

Before the girl could react, Wang Xuan took her hand and quickly left the area: "Let's go find Third Sister."

Fan Shiyi Niang's heart was pounding. She glanced shyly at Wang Xuan and followed closely in his footsteps.

The two walked up to Feng San Niang.

Fan Shiyi Niang immediately pulled her hand away from Wang Xuan's and asked expectantly, "Third Sister, is what he said true?"

Feng San Niang replied softly, "Yes, Young Master Wang said he would help us."

"Tomorrow, Third Sister will return to Qiantang with me. Eleventh Sister, please wait patiently for a while. Afterward, I will send a matchmaker to propose marriage for my 'sworn brother,' who will naturally be Third Sister."

The thought of parting from Third Sister tomorrow brought a slight sting to Fan Shiyi Niang's nose. She held onto Third Sister's hand tightly and said softly, "Third Sister, I can't bear to see you go."

Feng Sanniang gently comforted her, "Then I'll come to see you every few days."

Wang Xuan watched the two women snuggling together tenderly, wondering if they secretly whispered sweet nothings to each other.

He clapped his hands lightly: "Alright, you two can go back and be lovey-dovey some more. Remember to come find me at the Yuelai Inn tomorrow, Third Sister, and it would be best if you changed into men's clothing."

Then he reached out and handed the "Leg-Stretching and Eye-Staring Pill" that Daoji had given him to Fan Shiyi Niang, earnestly instructing her, "This is a miraculous medicine that can cure all diseases and ward off evil and disaster. If you encounter something unavoidable, take it. Consider this my congratulatory gift to you."

At this point, Daoji's pill could no longer be of any use to him.

Fan Shiyi Niang is a strong-willed young woman. If a tragedy like the one in the original story were to occur again, this would at least save her life.

……

Afterwards, the two women met up with Chun Tao and Qiu Ling, who had been waiting for a long time, and returned to the Fan residence together.

The night was deep and quiet, and all was still.

Inside the fragrant and elegant boudoir, the two women lay embracing each other.

Fan Shiyi Niang thought about the future, that the two of them could stay together for a long time. While she was happy, she still felt a sense of unreality.

Feng San Niang suddenly spoke up, "Sister, are you really going to marry me?"

"yes."

"But I am not a man after all. In fact, Young Master Wang is the most suitable man for my sister to spend her life with."

Fan Shiyi Niang looked puzzled: "Why do you say that, sister?"

"I want to entrust my sister to Young Master Wang."

"You two have been pushing me around."

Upon hearing this, Fan Shiyi Niang's pent-up grievances surged up, and tears immediately streamed down her face, making her look like a pear blossom in the rain, a sight that evoked pity.

She was like an insignificant object, being passed around between two people, neither of whom was willing to truly accept her.

Feng San Niang quickly hugged her, feeling distressed: "Sister, it's not like that, let me explain."

Fan Shiyi Niang gradually stopped crying, her reddened eyes looking at Feng San Niang with a pitiful expression.

"Sister's father certainly doesn't want her to be a concubine, but it's rare for her to meet such a handsome and outstanding man, so I think... I think I should marry you, and you can live with Prince Wang from now on."

"This...this won't do! If word gets out, how will I face anyone?"

Feng San Niang said confidently, "Don't worry, sister, I have my own way."

Fan Shiyi Niang was in a state of confusion and did not know how to answer.

Feng San Niang gently comforted her, "If you don't want to, sister, I won't force you. But I've asked around, and Young Master Wang is truly a very good person. When he first arrived in Qiantang..."

Feng San Niang began to recount Wang Xuan's various deeds, and Fan Shiyi Niang listened with increasing fascination, gradually becoming engrossed in the story.

……

The next day.

Feng San Niang arrived at Yue Lai Inn early and met up with Wang Xuan.

Although she had changed into men's clothing, it couldn't hide her graceful and beautiful figure, and she walked with a slender and elegant gait.

Wang Xuan sighed inwardly, realizing that if he didn't use magic to transform himself and only relied on dressing up to disguise himself as a man, it would be quite difficult to marry Fan Shiyi Niang.

After all, anyone with a discerning eye could see at a glance that she was a woman.

The two set off together and walked to the riverbank ferry.

Ao Jin remained there, waiting, and never left.

Upon seeing Wang Xuan appear, she immediately raised her arm and waved happily.

Wang Xuan and Feng San Niang boarded the small boat together.

With Ao Jin's cultivation level, she could naturally recognize that Feng San Niang was a woman, a fox spirit.

She was very puzzled as to why Wang Xuan was always surrounded by all sorts of strange and wonderful women.

"Xiaomeng, you haven't been waiting here the whole time without picking up anyone else, have you?"

"I was afraid that if I gave it to someone else, I would miss out on you, sir," Ao Jin answered truthfully, then asked curiously, "Sir, what about the two who accompanied you a few days ago?"

"They went back first, didn't you see them?"

Ao Jin gently shook her head.

What they didn't know was that Liu Chunsheng was so terrified by Xiaoqing's true form that he dared not take the boat anymore and instead went back by land with Zhang Jinbo.