Jiang Shuyu, Who Isn't Quite Right

"It's time to rest..."

Jiang Shuyu lowered her lashes, her fingertips lightly twisting the hem of her clothes as she looked at the utterly bewildered Mo Shang, then spoke again.

"You rest. I like to cultivate at night..." Mo Shang was a bit stunned and quickly replied. Jumping straight into this kind of excitement, he really couldn't handle it.

"Brother Mo Shang, could it be that you dislike me?"

As the words fell, a mist immediately gathered in Jiang Shuyu's beautiful eyes, her expression full of grievance, enough to stir pity in anyone.

Seeing this, Mo Shang sucked in a cold breath, his brain freezing on the spot. Having been single his whole life, he truly couldn't withstand this!

When Mo Shang didn't react for a long time, Jiang Shuyu stepped forward a few paces and waved her hand in front of his eyes. "Brother Mo Shang, what's wrong?"

"Uh, I'm fine. Who taught you this?" Mo Shang snapped back to reality and looked at Jiang Shuyu as he asked.

Something was off. Today's Jiang Shuyu was especially off!

Given her personality, there was no way she'd say something like this. If he wasn't mistaken, someone shady must have been coaching her from behind!

Sure enough, under Mo Shang's pressing, a flicker of unease passed through Jiang Shuyu's eyes, and she hesitantly spoke. "Miss Liu taught me..."

"As expected of the Ruyan Emperor, terrifying indeed..." Mo Shang sighed inwardly.

At the end of the path, who stands as the peak? At the sight of Ruyan, the path turns empty!

To make the usually icy Jiang Shuyu act like this, only the Ruyan Emperor could pull it off...

"If you don't like it, I won't do it anymore..." Seeing Mo Shang silent for so long, Jiang Shuyu's eyes grew a bit flustered, like a child who had done wrong.

"No, I'm just a little surprised..."

Mo Shang reached out and ruffled her head, offering a few words of comfort. After a moment's thought, he asked, "Why do you like me?"

Though Mo Shang was a total straight-laced guy, he wasn't an idiot. He could tell Jiang Shuyu had feelings for him.

But what puzzled him was that he didn't seem to have any standout qualities—not top-tier in talent, and utterly lacking in background...

"Does liking someone need a reason?" Jiang Shuyu didn't answer, instead throwing the question back.

"Doesn't it?"

"Does it?"

"Doesn't it..."

Mo Shang fell silent. Maybe, as she said, liking someone didn't need a reason at all...

"Ten years ago, everyone wanted me dead, but only you wanted me to live..."

Jiang Shuyu looked up at Mo Shang, a faint blush spreading across her cheeks, but her tone was unusually serious. "A life-saving grace is beyond repayment, so the only way is... to give myself to you."

"Did Liu Ruyan teach you that too?" Mo Shang paused and asked again. Those words really didn't sound like something she'd normally say.

"This, this one, I learned from a book..." Jiang Shuyu's eyes darted away, her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz.

"There's nothing, nothing good to see..." Jiang Shuyu quickly added.

"It's fine if it's not good. I just want to take a look..." Mo Shang insisted.

Seeing Mo Shang like this, Jiang Shuyu didn't refuse anymore. She took a book out of her ring, the cover boldly printed with the words, "Accidentally, I Captured My Life-Saver's Heart."

Mo Shang took the book, and after reading the title on the cover, he briefly wondered if his eyes were playing tricks on him.

"Wait, is this right?"

Mo Shang was full of question marks. A reincarnated female emperor reading this kind of book—was that really okay?

"When did you buy this?" Mo Shang looked up at Jiang Shuyu and asked again.

"During the day, from a book stall..." Jiang Shuyu twisted her hands together and lowered her head in embarrassment.

"Confiscated. Don't read this junk anymore..." Mo Shang sighed helplessly, rubbing his forehead, and put the book away.

"Oh, got it..."

At this moment, Jiang Shuyu had completely lost the bearing of a reincarnated female emperor, looking just like a little girl who had done something wrong.

"Go rest. Don't overthink it..." Seeing her like this, Mo Shang felt a mix of amusement and exasperation.

"Aren't you going to rest?" Jiang Shuyu looked up at him, a faint sheen of moisture in her eyes.

"Well... fine."

In the end, Mo Shang couldn't hold out against her assault and had to give in.

Seeing Mo Shang relent, a barely perceptible sly smile flickered at the corner of Jiang Shuyu's mouth, but she quickly hid it, and Mo Shang noticed nothing.

Soon, the two lay on the bed, stiff and straight...

"Why do you keep scooting over to my side? Isn't your side wide enough..."

"I'm cold. Hold me..."

"You're a Spirit Condensation Realm cultivator, and you're cold?"

"I don't care. I just want to be held..."

No words were exchanged through the night, and soon it was morning.

The door was pushed open, and Mo Shang stepped out first, with Jiang Shuyu following closely behind.

Just then, Gu Qingzhou also emerged from his own room.

"Morning, Brother Mo." Gu Qingzhou spotted Mo Shang and immediately greeted him with a bright smile.

"Morning..." Mo Shang yawned, stretched lazily, and replied casually.

"Brother Mo, you look a bit off. Feeling drained? You should pace yourself..." Gu Qingzhou spoke again, raising an eyebrow at him.

"Would you believe me if I said nothing happened?" Mo Shang's mouth twitched in exasperation.

Nothing had happened last night; he and Jiang Shuyu had simply lain together...

"I get it, I get it, no need to explain. I understand everything..." But Gu Qingzhou clearly didn't buy it, wearing an expression that said "I know all."

"Quite the lively scene."

As the two were talking, Sword Thirteen also stepped out of his room.

"Let's go. Time to head over." Seeing that everyone was up, Sword Thirteen wasted no time and led them out.

At the center of Cangyun City, a grand martial arena was already buzzing with noise.

In the middle of the square, ten white jade battle platforms shimmered with spiritual light, each encased in a pale blue protective barrier—this was today's venue for the sect tournament.

Suspended in midair was a ceremonial platform, where elders and disciples from various factions had already taken their seats.

Sword Thirteen led Mo Shang, Jiang Shuyu, and Gu Qingzhou into the arena and up to the viewing platform.

"Quite the crowd..."

Mo Shang scanned the area and spotted a familiar figure in the crowd—Guo Jingjing.

Beside her stood a strikingly beautiful woman with an exceptionally formidable aura, clearly an elder of the Ten Thousand Flowers Sect.

Sword Thirteen's appearance caught the attention of that Ten Thousand Flowers Sect elder, who promptly led a group of disciples over.

"Thirteen, long time no see." The woman greeted Sword Thirteen.

"Long time no see." Sword Thirteen smiled faintly and nodded in response.

Hearing the woman's address to Sword Thirteen, Mo Shang and the others were momentarily stunned, their expressions turning odd.

"Old Mo, you think she's Old Deng's flame?" Gu Qingzhou leaned in and whispered to Mo Shang.

"Could be..." Mo Shang nodded with a serious face, judging by the situation, it was highly likely.

Though their voices were low, the woman caught their words. She turned her head slightly, her gaze falling on them...

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