Chapter 70
Chapter 70
When Shen Yanchen came out of the bathroom after his shower, Xia Sheng was no longer in the room.
The room still held the young woman’s fragrance.
Shen Yanchen walked to the bed and picked up the hair tie she had dropped on the floor, closing his fingers around it. The greed in his eyes slowly transformed into steadfast adoration.
…
When Xia Sheng came downstairs, Shen Shen had just finished packing a little bundle and was preparing to make a run for it.
At the sight of that tiny figure, Xia Sheng’s eyes cooled. She walked over, grabbed the little thing by the collar, and lifted him straight off the ground.
“Who is it?! Let go-”
Shen Shen got halfway through his shout before he turned and met Xia Sheng’s utterly warmthless eyes. His little heart gave a violent tremble, and the bundle on his back fell to the floor.
Xia Sheng lowered her gaze to the things that had spilled out of the bundle and found that they were all gold, silver, and valuables.
Although she was not familiar with jewelry, she could still tell that none of these things were cheap.
Who would have thought this little ginseng was such a money-grubber? Even while running away, he still remembered to bring so many valuables.
Xia Sheng turned her gaze back to Shen Shen and asked coolly, “You did something bad and now you want to run? Hm?”
Shen Shen argued in a tiny voice, “I wasn’t trying to run. I just… I just wanted to sell these things and buy some supplements for Mr. Shen to nourish his body.”
It was an exceedingly clumsy lie. As if Xia Sheng would believe it.
“I originally planned to keep you around so you could grow more rootlets for me to refine medicine with. Since you’re this restless, I might as well put you straight into a soup and drink it.”
At that, Shen Shen instantly panicked. Sobbing, he said, “No, Little Celestial Master! My flesh tastes awful! I’m over nine hundred years old. My meat is old and tough. You won’t like eating it!”
“That’s fine. As long as it nourishes the body.”
Shen Shen: QAQ.
Xia Sheng carried the little thing into the kitchen and turned on the stove to boil water.
Shen Shen was so frightened that all the flesh on his body was trembling. When Xia Sheng held him over the pot, he clung tightly to her arm like an octopus and cried, “Little Celestial Master, I was wrong! I only fed you two those flowers because I wanted you and Mr. Shen to get together. I didn’t mean any harm, waaaah…”
Only when Xia Sheng saw that Shen Shen had cried so hard he looked like he was about to crumble into ginseng pulp did she finally speak, her voice neither warm nor cold. “Do you really know you were wrong?”
Shen Shen nodded frantically.
Xia Sheng continued, “Will you dare do it again?”
“I won’t, I won’t! Waaaah…”
Seeing that the little thing truly regretted it, Xia Sheng set him down on the floor. “There’s one more thing I need you to do.”
Shen Shen sniffled and said, “Little Celestial Master, just say the word. Whether it’s climbing a mountain of blades or plunging into a sea of fire, I won’t refuse!”
“I don’t need you to climb any mountains of blades or plunge into any seas of fire,” Xia Sheng said flatly. “What happened between Uncle Nine and me today was an accident. I don’t want there to be a sequel.
“Help me keep an eye on Uncle Nine. From now on, wherever he goes, tell me in advance. I’ll avoid him as much as I can.”
Originally, she had wanted to absorb more of the Baleful Qi from Shen Yanchen’s body, but after what had happened today, there probably wouldn’t be any chance of that in the future.
Thinking about it, it was honestly a bit of a pity.
Shen Shen asked, “Little Celestial Master, you’ve already slept with Mr. Shen. Why don’t you just date him?”
Xia Sheng said, “A cultivator must sever emotion and abandon love. Men will only slow the speed at which I draw my blade.”
Shen Shen: “…”
“So basically, you slept with him and don’t want to take responsibility. Hit it and quit it, huh?”
Xia Sheng looked at Shen Shen coolly.
Shen Shen immediately made a zipping motion across his mouth.
All of a sudden, he felt so miserable.
Whether he was in front of Mr. Shen or the Little Celestial Master, he was at the bottom of the food chain.
Shen Shen was ready to burst into tears.
Xia Sheng asked again, “Can you do what I just told you?”
Shen Shen nodded hard. “I’ll help you keep an eye on Mr. Shen and make sure he doesn’t go looking for you.”
Xia Sheng nodded in satisfaction, took out a tiny Paper Figurine, and handed it to Shen Shen. “If there’s any news, have the Paper Figurine come back and report to me.”
“Okay.”
After giving Shen Shen her instructions, Xia Sheng teleported away.
Once Xia Sheng was gone, Shen Shen sniffled pitifully again, rolled up the Paper Figurine, and tucked it into his sleeve.
He turned off the stove and walked out of the kitchen, only to see Shen Yanchen standing in the living room at some point, looking at the gold, silver, and valuables he had dropped on the floor earlier.
At the sight, Shen Shen’s nerves, which had only just relaxed, instantly pulled taut again.
Then he remembered the mission the Little Celestial Master had given him-to monitor Mr. Shen and keep him from meeting her-and Shen Shen felt even guiltier. Step by step, he edged backward, trying to minimize his presence as much as possible and hide back in the kitchen.
But he had only shuffled a few steps when Shen Yanchen looked over. “Trying to run?”
Shen Shen walked over with his little hands behind his back and obediently admitted his mistake. “Mr. Shen, I was wrong.
“I know you don’t like the Little Celestial Master, and the Little Celestial Master doesn’t like you anymore either.
“I won’t try to set you two up again, so you…”
“I like her,” Shen Yanchen said slowly, his voice filled with boundless tenderness.
Shen Shen: “Huh?”
Shen Yanchen continued, “As long as you agree to help create opportunities for me and Sheng’er to be alone together from now on, I can let today’s matter go.”
Shen Shen: “Huh?”
No way, right?
He had just promised the Little Celestial Master that he would keep an eye on Mr. Shen and stop Mr. Shen from getting close to her!
“Mr. Shen, I might not be able to…”
Shen Yanchen said, “I hear ginseng soup is delicious.”
Shen Shen: “…”
Were Mr. Shen and the Little Celestial Master both demons?
Why did they punish people the exact same way?
Seeing that Shen Shen was silent, Shen Yanchen spoke again. “Your answer?”
In order to save his own life, Shen Shen could only agree for the time being. “I’ll help you.”
Only then did Shen Yanchen’s expression soften. “Go play.”
Shen Shen: He didn’t want to play. He wanted to die.
He didn’t dare offend either side.
How was he supposed to survive from now on?
On the verge of tears, Shen Shen took advantage of Shen Yanchen’s good mood and quietly stuffed all the gold, silver, and valuables on the floor back into his little bag. He planned to take them back and bury them in his soil, so that if anything happened in the future, he would have an easier time running away.
…
After Wu Zhaodi accepted Xia Sheng’s Talisman Paper, she returned anxiously to the apartment she shared with her boyfriend, Zhao Hang.
She and her boyfriend had graduated five years ago. Through years of hard work, Zhao Hang had already bought an apartment in Capital City.
In fact, she had earned quite a bit over the past two years herself, enough for the down payment on a two-bedroom apartment.
But her family reached out to her for money every few days. After all these years, she had somehow failed to save even a single cent. She even still owed several thousand yuan on Huabei.
She and her boyfriend had started discussing marriage two years ago, but Zhao Hang’s parents were worried that after the wedding, the Wu family would leech off Zhao Hang. Because of that, the matter had been dragged out with no result.
Wu Zhaodi also knew her family of origin was terrible. If they really got married, she might drag Zhao Hang down with her, so she did not blame Zhao Hang’s parents. Instead, she had been waiting, hoping that once her younger brother could support himself and stop asking her for money, perhaps she would finally be able to breathe a little easier and discuss marriage with Zhao Hang again.
And yet, it seemed like she would never be able to wait for that day when things finally got easier.