His Feelings

Ding Songyan, who was lying on the bed in the East Wing Room, suddenly realized something and sat up.

Soon, commotion was heard coming from the direction of the nearby Watchtower.

Ding Songyan suddenly understood. While his mind was tense, a sense of anticipation arose in his heart. He got out of bed, went out, and headed towards the West Side Room.

Just as he reached the wooden door, before he could even raise his hand to knock, he heard Twelfth Madam Luo's slightly languid voice from inside:

"The demoness has been frightened away."

Ding Songyan was immediately overjoyed and relaxed. He bowed and greeted the woman through the door:

"I will never forget the great kindness and virtue shown to Twelfth Madam."

West Wing Room, Twelfth Madam Luo replied with a hint of disdain:

"If you truly appreciate my help, then don't cause me any more trouble."

"Yes, yes, yes," Ding Songyan replied with a smile.

After his mind was completely relaxed, he Huo Ran noticed a lingering fragrance at the doorway.

It was like a fertile field where hundreds of flowers bloomed at the same time, their fragrances mingling and refreshing the soul.

It has both warmth and passion that stirs the soul, and freshness and elegance that soothes the mind and body.

Did fighting Ji Demoness Ji temporarily disable Twelfth Madam's disguise? Ding Songyan returned to the East Wing Room thoughtfully, meditated for Holding to the One while, and then lay down to sleep.

He slept soundly through the night.

In the early morning, Twelfth Madam Luo, with her hair loosely tied in a bun, walked out of the Main Room, sat behind the stone table, and watched Ding Songyan swordsmanship with a bored expression, occasionally offering a few pointers.

Once Ding Songyan stopped thinking, she joked in a dialect from an unknown region:

"So early today?"

"Thanks to Twelfth Madam, you've restored my Azure Sky!" Ding Songyan with a relaxed smile.

"Without worrying about the enchantress, I feel like I have something to look forward to every day, and I'm full of energy."

Twelfth Madam Luo's eyes flickered slightly, her face showing curiosity. She opened her mouth, then closed it again.

"Twelfth Madam, do you want to ask me what grudge I have against the demoness?" Ding Songyan said with a smile.

Twelfth Madam Luo first shook her head quickly, then nodded honestly:

I do want to, but I won't ask, and you shouldn't tell me either.

"You're asking too many questions. I'm afraid I'll get involved in your affairs, which would be troublesome!"

As he spoke, Wine Shop Manager stood up and turned to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

The Wine Shop only serves lunch and Night Market; the two cooks won't arrive for over an hour.

"A clever man indeed... But I can't say anything about this, it concerns the whereabouts of Kunlun and the mystery of the Celestial Emperor's Palace..." Ding Songyan continued practicing his Swordsmanship.

After finishing the meat rice that Twelfth Madam had cooked, he went back to the East Wing Room and packed his belongings into his bundle.

"Twelfth Madam, I'm moving back to the Prince's Residence today." Ding Songyan with a smile to Luo Mingyin, who was standing at the door, as he slung his bundle over his shoulder.

Twelfth Madam Luo nodded gently:

"Quite self-disciplined."

The Manager then revealed a half-smile:

"So it seems that what you said the other day about staying a few more days to avoid arousing suspicion was just to fool me. You probably wanted me to help you fend off that Demoness Ji."

"Haven't two days already passed? It's about time..." Ding Songyan would never admit it.

Although it's still one day short of two days, one should learn to round up or down, knowing when to round down and when to round up.

Before Twelfth Madam could speak again, Ding Songyan and said:

"I'm planning to keep those two Facial Mask and my letter here, is that alright?"

"Whatever you want." Twelfth Madam Luo turned around and walked into the courtyard.

As Ding Songyan, carrying his bundle, stepped into the Side Courtyard of the Prince's Residence, he saw the slightly surprised looks on Li Baima and the others' faces.

"Brother Ding, you've moved back?" Fan Chunlin blurted out.

"Otherwise what?" Ding Songyan replied righteously, "I'll absorb all the medicinal power of the ' Tiger-Leopard Hidden Dragon Pill ' tonight. What would it look like if I stayed at that Cheap Wine Shop? Besides, we already caught the troublemaker last night and taught him a lesson."

Moving back almost seven days later, not taking any advantage at all? Fan Chunlin was filled with admiration and praised him:

"Brother Ding is truly a gentleman!"

"I dare not accept such praise," Ding Songyan modestly, waving his hand.

Don't just praise me verbally, help me spread the word.

Ding Songyan then added:

"But lately I still go to Cheap Wine Shop often. Everyone on the street is saying that Twelfth Madam and I are a couple. Some fools even try to take advantage of me and talk nonsense. They don't take me seriously at all. I have to catch the ringleader and set an example for them."

"Hehe, since I've become Twelfth Madam's shield, I have to maintain this facade."

How can one learn the Dao of Name and Reality from Twelfth Madam without going to Cheap Wine Shop, and how can one exchange insights into martial arts?

She often enlightens me with just a few words; the guidance of a grandmaster of heaven and man is something you can only encounter by chance!

So what if I bear a little stigma? If it weren't for the fact that Twelfth Madam couldn't bring herself to do it, I would have said, "If you don't abandon me, I'm willing to become your godmother."

Wu Mo and others expressed their strong agreement with Ding Songyan's statement.

In the martial arts world, few people are indifferent to their reputation. This person has already been branded as having an affair with Twelfth Madam, and yet someone is still harassing their lover. Isn't that like provoking the tyrant?

They need to be taught a lesson!

Ding Songyan changed into his guard uniform and joined several colleagues in guarding the northeast corner gate.

He had originally planned to go to Shushui Street soon to investigate what secrets were hidden there, and also to "visit" Li Linquan to see if he needed a wake-up call. However, after what happened last night, he suppressed these thoughts.

Demoness Ji was frightened away by Twelfth Madam, and she's probably harboring a lot of anger, wanting to get revenge. I need to cultivate my character these few days and only stay in the area between the Prince's Residence and the Cheap Wine Shop.

Better safe than sorry!

The Zheng Family of Changhua Prefecture, Du Province.

Zheng Zhuxi, whose hair was tied up with a white hemp ribbon, followed the Steward toward the door, her mind filled with both confusion and speculation:

"Does the Director of Everlasting Prosperity Bank have something to pass on to me?"

"Was my previous concern correct? Junior Brother was worried about Demoness Ji and didn't use Hongxin Trading Company to send the letter. Please ask Fifth Young Master Xie to deliver it secretly?"

When Zheng Zhuxi saw that the Director of Everlasting Prosperity Bank had actually handed her a letter, she felt that her guess had been almost completely confirmed.

She hurried back to her room, filled with both worry and anticipation. In the still-bright Winter morning sunlight, she opened the letter and began to read:

Senior Sister:

"It's been so long, I've missed you terribly."

Zheng Zhuxi stared blankly at the first sentence, feeling as if a storm was raging in her heart.

She composed herself and, with a flicker of her eye, began to read the rest of the text:

"A major event recently occurred in Flame Capital: a man wearing Golden Boy Mask killed the Evil Through and Through Sun Feiyang. This reminds me of the words in my dream that day. Perhaps this is fate; someone wearing Golden Boy Mask has avenged us."

"I've heard that Sun Feiyang's head was severed and thrown into the courtyard, while his body lies in an underground chamber. The walls are covered with sword marks and piercing holes, but there are no traces left by the one wearing the Golden Boy Mask. It's utterly unbelievable that the battle between two cultivators at the Law Realm didn't damage the walls leading to the secret passage; it truly demonstrates the strength of the one wearing the Golden Boy Mask..."

"You even praised yourself?" Zheng Zhuxi's mouth was slightly open, revealing deep dimples on her cheeks.

Junior brother, you're not just spreading rumors, you're showing off your accomplishments, confirming that the "Golden Boy" who killed Sun Feiyang is indeed him!

If he weren't the "Golden Boy," how could he possibly know so much about the fight inside the underground chamber?

If the information came from the Martial Prohibition Bureau, given my junior brother's shrewdness, he wouldn't just write "heard," but would directly say "according to news from the Martial Prohibition Bureau."

A smile crept across Zheng Zhuxi's face as her gaze returned to the letter.

"Those who do evil will surely be punished by heaven. Those evil people who were involved in Master's affairs in the past will surely die miserably like Sun Feiyang."

"This incident caused quite a stir in Flame Capital, attracting many imitators. There were those who dressed up Jade Maiden to kill Huo Minglou, the ' Pure Altar Dragon King,' and those who wore the Jade Maiden Mask to attack Hu Chaohui, the leader of the Treading the Sea Gang. There were many such incidents."

"This makes the matter of the golden boy and jade girl less interesting, which I find quite displeasing, but I dare not say so, for fear of causing trouble for you and the sect, Senior Sister. As a disciple of the Xiaoming Sect, I must be careful with my words and actions."

Zheng Zhuxi only read it once, but he was able to extract the implied meaning from his junior brother's words:

Will this affair between the perfect couple cause me trouble?

That would only mean Ji, the Demoness Ji mentioned severing her junior brother's worldly ties in the letter...

My junior brother only gave two examples to show that they were both worth paying attention to... The male "Jade Maiden" was indeed my junior brother in disguise, trying to pass on a message to me... If he was pretending to be a Jade Maiden, then he wasn't the real Jade Maiden. It seems that Ji the Demoness Ji killed "Pure Altar Dragon King" Huo Minglou...

What exactly is her attitude towards her junior brother? Is she using him?

Judging from his junior's tone, the matter wasn't too urgent; he was simply "afraid to speak up" at the moment...

Even with his level of cultivation and strength, he wouldn't dare claim it. It seems that Demoness Ji has truly attained the status of Celestial Person and is Great Grandmaster of the Hundun Technique...

Fortunately, I didn't rush to help my junior brother, thus preventing the temporary balance from being broken...

Zheng Zhuxi was both worried about Ding Songyan and inexplicably happy.

This feeling of spiritual connection, of deciphering the true meaning from the other person's veiled words, stirred her heart and made her unconsciously intoxicated.

"I often went to Cheap Wine Shop hoping to get some advice from Twelfth Madam Luo, which led to rumors in the neighborhood that we were having an affair. Twelfth Madam Luo thought this would help her avoid harassment and trouble, so she simply acquiesced."

"I can't really defend myself, after all, I still need to learn the techniques from Twelfth Madam Luo. Senior Sister, please don't laugh at me, but I was indeed a bit wrong in this matter. Knowing that there were already rumors, I still didn't avoid them for my own selfish reasons."

"To achieve Dao of Name and Reality, one must always pay a price. Damage to one's name may be the price, but as long as you don't Senior Sister, I don't care even if millions point fingers at me."

Upon seeing this, Zheng Zhuxi blinked.

She had felt a strange pang of sadness, but when she saw the last sentence, she forgot her previous emotions, and her cheeks flushed instantly:

Junior brother, is he Illuminating the Mind to me?

Zheng Zhuxi's heart skipped a beat, and she unconsciously raised her left hand to touch her cheek, eagerly looking at the latter part of the letter:

"Yes, Twelfth Madam Luo cultivates the 'Name' and 'Reality' chapters of the ' Nine Canons '..."

"Senior Sister, I read your previous letter several times. When I left after reading it, someone asked me why I looked so radiant."

For the past year or so, I've often told people, "This is a letter for my Senior Sister," "My Senior Sister taught me this," "My Senior Sister said to treat others with sincerity," "If my Senior Sister were here, she would do this and that"... They all think I'm showing off, making things up, or threatening, but they don't know that I'm actually lamenting that the person I often think of isn't by my side.

Zheng Zhuxi was stunned. The last sentence was like a huge Sea Waves, surging into her heart.

At this moment, the Steward came in and said to her:

"Miss, the master requests your presence."

Zheng Zhuxi paused for a moment, turned her head to look, and said with a shallow dimple:

"Okay, thank you for your trouble."

The Steward was Huo Ran stunned.

In her eyes, her young mistress's cheeks were slightly flushed, her eyes were like Autumn Water, and her bright gaze was intoxicating.

Even as a married woman, she was captivated by the sight and found it difficult to look away.

The young lady is getting more and more beautiful.