560. Snow Empress' Help

Ye Lingling pondered for a moment, pressing her red lips together.

Since Jue's older sister wasn’t here, it was indeed her duty, as the first wife, to properly handle this situation.

She moved closer again and gently took Ning Rongrong’s small hand, speaking softly and sincerely:

“Rongrong, little sister~ I’ll talk to Jue and ask him to make more time to be with you.”

“Talk to Brother Holy Son? I-I don’t need that!”

Ning Rongrong’s face instantly turned red as she hurriedly refused Ye Lingling’s kindness.

She was a good girl—she wouldn’t trouble her husband.

With an easy way out now available, Ning Rongrong took it, albeit awkwardly. She hesitated for a moment before muttering an apology.

“S-Sorry…”

“What?”

Ye Lingling looked at her in surprise, not understanding how she could change her attitude so quickly.

Gritting her teeth, Ning Rongrong raised her voice:

“I said—I’m sorry! I was being unreasonable just now!”

“Are you happy now, big sister? Hmph!”

As soon as she finished speaking, she huffed in frustration and quickly pulled her hand away, her face flushed with embarrassment.

“……”

Ye Lingling watched Ning Rongrong’s reaction, a soft smile gradually appearing on her face.

It seemed she still didn’t fully understand this little sister of hers.

There was much more she needed to learn as the first wife.

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing let out a sigh of relief, their faces lighting up with happy smiles.

Just a moment ago, they had been worried—

Had Ning Rongrong only been pretending to get along with them all this time?

It turned out they had misjudged her.

“…That’s it?”

Dugu Yan was dumbfounded. This was too unexpected!

Ning Rongrong just gave in that easily?

Could it be… she already knew that Ye Lingling and Brother Holy Son had done the deed?

Did she accept her loss and decide to retreat with dignity?

“Hey! What more do you want? Did you really expect Miss Lingling and Rongrong to fight?”

Xiao Wu elbowed Dugu Yan, rolling her eyes.

Zhu Zhuqing nodded in agreement.

“That’s right. Teacher would definitely want his wives to get along.”

“Haha… I was just caught off guard, that’s all.”

Dugu Yan laughed awkwardly.

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing quickly walked up and linked arms with Ning Rongrong, teasing her playfully:

“We greet Miss Rongrong (Madam Master)!”

“Xiao Wu, Zhuqing—you two, stop calling me that!”

Ning Rongrong glared at them, annoyed that they were deliberately provoking her. She pouted in frustration.

“Just call me Rongrong. I’m already used to it.”

“Hehe… In my heart, both you and Miss Lingling are the mistresses of the house.”

Xiao Wu giggled, though there was a hint of loss in her voice.

Who said a pet couldn’t dream of rising to the top? She just didn’t have the strength for it… yet.

“I feel the same way.”

Zhu Zhuqing nodded in agreement.

No matter who became Madam Master, she was determined to push that title onto them.

Dugu Yan hugged Ye Lingling’s arm and smiled.

“Alright, everyone, let’s head to Heaven Dou City first. Yu Feng might have already ordered the food. If we take too long, it’ll get cold.”

“Yeah, let’s go! I’m starving.”

Xiao Wu rubbed her stomach and pulled Ning Rongrong along as they followed behind.

As they walked, Ning Rongrong glanced at Ye Lingling, who had already put her veil back on.

She hesitated, then softly called out,

“Uh… Big Sister Lingling.”

“Hm?”

Ye Lingling turned to her gently.

“Little sister Rongrong, is there something else?”

“I already apologized just now, so… don’t tell Brother Holy Son about it, okay?”

Ning Rongrong fidgeted awkwardly as she made her request.

She had just vented her emotions—otherwise, she would’ve suffocated from holding them in.

She knew exactly why Qian Renjue and Xiao Wu treated her differently.

Back then, she had been younger and came into the group later.

When she first started interacting with Xiao Wu and the others, she only saw them as friends and sisters.

There was never a strict hierarchy between them.

She only occasionally joked about it.

Ye Lingling chuckled softly, amused by her little sister’s antics.



It seems that Ning Rongrong’s love for Jue was no less than Ye Lingling’s. That apology just now... she had clearly taken advantage of Jue’s favor.

Ye Lingling nodded seriously, agreeing to keep the secret.

“Don’t worry, Rongrong, little sister. I won’t tell Jue—I promise!”

“Thank you, Big Sis.”

Though Ning Rongrong called her ‘big sister', there was still a hint of reluctance in her tone.

But that was a minor detail.

“And you too, Xiao Wu, Zhuqing—don’t say a word!”

“We promise!”

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing held back their laughter. Of course, they wouldn’t expose her like that.

When her gaze landed on Dugu Yan, the latter also smiled and assured her,

“I won’t say anything either.”

“Good. Then lunch is on me! Consider it my way of making up for it.”

Ning Rongrong waved her small hand confidently, showing off her generosity.

Naturally, the other girls didn’t refuse. Even if this apology was fake, the real reason was to shut their mouths.

“By the way, Rongrong, why aren’t you at home?”

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong pursed her lips in frustration.

“I got tired of waiting for Brother Holy Son to visit me, so I ran away from home.”

“Ran away from home?”

Ye Lingling hadn’t expected that to be the reason.

Was Jue really neglecting Rongrong that much?

That wouldn’t do…

“How did you end up meeting Xiao Wu and Zhuqing?”

Dugu Yan asked, puzzled.

“I was on a mission assigned by Holy Son. So was Zhuqing. Rongrong just happened to tag along.”

Xiao Wu answered bluntly, without hiding anything.

“A mission? What mission? Can Lingling and I help?”

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling were surprised.

They rarely meddled in Qian Renjue’s affairs, so they had no idea what was going on.

—

In Spirit Hall City.

Qian Renjue had already returned home, completely unaware that the clash between Ning Rongrong and Ye Lingling had ended so anticlimactically.

If he had known, he probably would’ve been both amused and relieved.

Just as he stepped through the courtyard gate, Qian Renxue, who was training Xiao Fei Die, noticed him.

She stood with her left hand behind her back, wielding a wooden sword with her right.

Casually, she asked, “Jue, have you finished handling things at the Spirit Academy?”

“All taken care of.”

Qian Renjue answered quickly, avoiding eye contact, and got straight to the point.

“Sister, I have something to discuss with you.”

“Oh? I’ll be right there.”

Qian Renxue raised an eyebrow, then swung her wooden sword with more force.

“Ah!”

Xiao Fei Die cried out as her Jade Hands were struck hard, sending her flying backward.

But before she hit the ground, a surge of telekinetic force caught her, allowing her to land gently.

“If you get distracted again, I’ll hang you from the tree outside.”

Qian Renxue tapped the hilt of her sword against Xiao Fei Die’s forehead.

“Ahh! I won’t dare anymore…”

Xiao Fei Die clutched her head, finally forcing herself to look away from Qian Renjue.

“Train on your own for now.”

Casually tossing the wooden sword to Xiao Fei Die, Qian Renxue walked toward the pavilion in the center of the courtyard.

“Yes!”

Inside the pavilion, Snow Empress was practicing calligraphy. When Qian Renjue arrived, she lifted her head.

“Qian Renjue.”

“Mhm.”

Qian Renjue smiled as he sat beside her, reaching out to pinch her cheek.

In response, Snow Empress bit his fingertip.

Qian Renxue arrived right after, and with a teasing smile, she reached over and pinched his cheek in return.

“Sister, what are you doing?”

Qian Renjue looked back at her, confused.

“I’m just doing what you were doing.”

Qian Renxue answered matter-of-factly, glancing at Snow Empress, whose teeth were still lightly pressing on Qian Renjue’s fingertip.

Narrowing her eyes slightly, she then extended her own slender finger and pressed it against Qian Renjue’s lips.

“Well, Jue, shouldn’t you follow through and complete the steps properly?”

“Sister, stop messing around. Let’s talk about serious business.”

Qian Renjue rolled his eyes at Qian Renxue, just about to remove her hand when—

He suddenly felt a warm sensation on his fingertip.

A pair of pale, delicate hands reached forward, gently taking Qian Renxue’s hand away.

“Big Sister, let me help you.”

Snow Empress spoke softly.

Before the stunned siblings could react—

She bit Qian Renxue’s fingertip.

“……”

Qian Renjue fell silent.

Qian Renxue’s elegant eyebrows twitched, her face suddenly darkening.

“…No need to lick it.”

She swiftly pulled her hand away.