I Find Her Disgusting Chapter 28

Beep! Congratulations, Host, on completing one of the main quests, “An Immortal Appears Under the Moon.”
After whipping that boy, Jiang Xidai later found another place to hole up, back in Qionghua Hall.
After all, it was dark and gloomy outside, and there was no scenery to enjoy while eating lychees in the pavilion.
So she went back to Qionghua Hall to continue eating. These delicacies were sweet and juicy, and they only came from the mortal world once a year, which was very troublesome, so she had to eat her fill at once.
Later, her throat began to hurt a little, as if she were getting a sore throat from the heat. Only then did she wipe the corners of her lips, still wanting more.
Today, she had pushed the main storyline forward, letting Yan Huirou and Li Xinghe meet again.
She was waiting for the system to give her some cultivation points.
Nonsense. Since she couldn’t get rid of it for the time being, she might as well take the cultivation points. Besides, it wouldn’t hurt her.
As expected, it wasn’t long before she received a cold notification from the system.
Jiang Xidai waited for a long time, her fingertips tapping on the table. Her patience was not very good, and she asked with some displeasure, “Reward?”
Host. The completion rate of this mission is too low, so cultivation points cannot be distributed.
“Why?”
The system silently displayed the favorability between the male and female leads.
Jiang Xidai frowned as she looked at it and sat up straight. She was silent for a long time, as if she were thinking. Finally, she let out a sudden sneer. “What? This is interesting. What on earth did Yan Huirou do to that boy?”
The system displayed—
Yan Huirou’s favorability towards Li Xinghe had dropped to 0.
And the male lead’s favorability towards the female lead had also dropped quite a bit: it had become 5.
The male and female leads had a disagreement and argued.
“What could a wretched pair like them argue about?”
[…]
About you.
The system buzzed a few times and then stopped responding. Perhaps this was the first time in its many years of work that it had encountered such a strange situation. The male and female leads had actually argued over the villain character.
It also began its own careful and difficult data analysis.
The next plot summary is the third meeting of the male and female leads. The key time point is the trial in the Bamboo Forest Temple’s secret realm, where righteous cultivators gather, three years later.
“This is really strange,” Jiang Xidai asked. “Yan Huirou has no cultivation. How was this plot written?”
In the original plot, when the male lead was being bullied by his fellow disciples, the female lead, who had been watching him, was worried and hid in the Universe Pouch to go with him. After this trial in the Bamboo Forest Temple, the male lead is seriously injured, and the female lead accidentally obtains an important opportunity. In order to save the male lead, she does not hesitate to sacrifice herself, awakening her bloodline and beginning to gain a certain amount of combat power.
However, the plot has already changed. The special advantage, the Universe Pouch, has been destroyed by the host, and the female lead is not by the male lead’s side at this time.
Host, please continue to advance the main emotional storyline. The mission points are as follows: 1. The male and female leads meet again. 2. They participate in the Bamboo Forest Temple trial together. 3. Awaken the female lead’s bloodline.
Doing such a stupid thing to save someone? That sounds like something Yan Huirou would do.
How boring.
“Got it,” Jiang Xidai hummed absentmindedly.
The male lead’s opportunity had been destroyed.
Then what was the female lead’s opportunity?
The parts of the mission that weren’t emphasized always had some room for maneuver.
Jiang Xidai noted this loophole. She raised her hand to the light, bored, and cupped the small flame, feeling the warmth in her palm.
When the time comes, she would try to see if she could take the female lead’s opportunity.
If she could make it her own, that would be even better.
If not, it would suffer the same fate as the male lead’s broken pouch.
The night was a little chilly, and it seemed to be seeping in through the cracks in the window.
This chill didn’t feel like ordinary cold, but rather the kind of loneliness that rose from the bones when one was alone in a large hall after the lights and sunlight had all gone out.
Jiang Xidai subconsciously wanted to call for someone to bring her wine.
But because of what had happened last time, and the accident of sleeping with Yan Huirou for a night—
—she suddenly didn’t want to drink anymore. Her hand changed from a grip to a fan, and she gently fanned the flame, watching it turn into a wisp of light, ethereal blue smoke.
The entire Qionghua Hall was actually empty most of the time.
Jiang Xidai always found those people to be an eyesore and would only summon a few to her side when she was extremely bored. It was also because there was no one here that, except when she was in seclusion, she rarely returned to her bedchamber to rest.
Qionghua Hall was filled with gold and jade, as well as luxurious woven blankets and soft-backed chairs. In short, she could rest her feet anywhere, and when she was tired enough, she would meditate or take a nap.
Just as Jiang Xidai was closing her eyes to meditate, she heard a few footsteps at the door.
“Reporting to the Sect Master.”
“Miss Yan, she—”
Wen Xianyin appeared with a grave expression. “She’s been crying.”
Jiang Xidai lit a lamp and said in surprise, “Crying? Why?”
Wen Xianyin shook her head.
After a moment, Jiang Xidai came to her senses. Her brows furrowed, and she said faintly, “Wait, for such a small matter, why are you bothering me? As long as she hasn’t run away or died, is there any need to report this?”
Wen Xianyin quickly knelt down. She had wanted to say the truth, “I thought the Sect Master would want to know,” but on second thought, considering the Sect Master’s usual habits, she tactfully changed it to: “Miss Yan’s origins are unknown, and she seems to be coveted by others. I saw something unusual and was afraid there would be trouble again. I thought it would be more reassuring to report everything to the Sect Master.”
Jiang Xidai propped her forehead with one hand, and two charming strands of hair fell by her temples. But her expression was a little cold, and she glanced at Wen Xianyin again.
After a long while, a light humph.
“Caution is good, but don’t overdo it,” Jiang Xidai casually reprimanded her.
“Yes.” Wen Xianyin lowered her gaze. “If the Sect Master thinks it’s fine, then I will take my leave.”
Jiang Xidai had nothing to do, and this strange thing had just happened. She thought to herself, could it be because of Yan Huirou and Li Xinghe’s argument today?
That girl with no temper, would she really argue with someone?
In short, she was a little curious.
Yan Huirou was always so gentle and amiable in front of her. It was rare to see Yan Huirou at a disadvantage. It would be a loss not to see it this time.
Wen Xianyin hadn’t gone far when she heard Sect Master Jiang call out, “Bring her here.”
The senior sister of the Shasheng Sect paused, thinking to herself, So this kind of thing does need to be reported.
But this time, Yan Huirou seemed to have dawdled for a long time.
Just as Sect Master Jiang’s patience was running out, but she was too lazy to move, she closed her eyes and began to meditate, even feeling a little drowsy.
Finally, a few quiet footsteps were heard from outside the door.
“Sect Master Jiang. Did you call for me?”
Her voice was as gentle as ever, with a sweet aftertaste that was pleasant to the ear. “Or do you want to drink again?”
When Jiang Xidai opened her eyes, the bright moon was just turning in the sky. The steps outside the hall seemed to be covered in frost and snow.
And Yan Huirou had changed into a lotus-white dress, which made her look much purer.
She stepped through the main door of Qionghua Hall like a faint, silver ray of moonlight, flowing in from the side of the vermilion pavilion.
Jiang Xidai had her eyes closed for a long time and hadn’t seen the light. When she suddenly opened them, she felt a little dazed seeing Yan Huirou standing at the door.
The moonlight from the sky illuminated the young woman’s gentle and quiet features, and every strand of her hair shimmered with a silver light.
For some reason.
Jiang Xidai suddenly thought of the chapter title the system had mentioned, “An Immortal Appears Under the Moon.” After all, it was this kind of moon, this kind of light and shadow, and this kind of young woman who matched the scene.
This scene, apart from these few words, seemed to have nothing else to describe it. She didn’t know how she had illuminated Li Xinghe. The encounter between the male and female leads should have been even more spectacular.
Could it be better than this?
Jiang Xidai couldn’t quite imagine it. She lowered her brows slightly but didn’t realize that her thoughts had already gone astray.
By the time Jiang Xidai remembered the earlier matter, Yan Huirou had already been standing at the door of the hall for a long time, confused.
The wind was strong at night, and she even discreetly wrapped her thin clothes around herself. After this small action, Yan Huirou finally heard the woman in the hall say, “Come in.”
The moonlight was shattered by the movement of the figure. Yan Huirou turned sideways and closed the door. The hall was spacious, and her quiet footsteps echoed within it.
“Did you see Li Xinghe today?”
Yan Huirou paused for a moment and hummed in agreement.
“What are you standing at the door for? Come closer.”
Yan Huirou obeyed and took a few steps closer. The room was dim, with only a small lamp lit.
Was she really driven to tears?
Jiang Xidai looked at Yan Huirou’s slightly red eyes with a thoughtful expression. She seemed to be curving her lips, smiling faintly. “So haggard. What, did you have an unpleasant conversation with that boy?”
Yan Huirou had been unhappy ever since she had seen Li Xinghe, but seeing that Jiang Xidai seemed to be in a good mood, as if she had returned to her state before she had set fire to Lanyue Pavilion, she also relaxed her brow slightly and answered calmly, “You deliberately threw that person in front of me. I am attached to the Shasheng Sect. How dare I not talk to him?”
“Yan Huirou, what you’re saying is strange.” Jiang Xidai wrapped a lock of her dark hair around her neck and said with an air of indifference, “Don’t you like to save that boy? You’ve ruined my good plans time and time again. You like him, so isn’t it just right for me to do you a favor and push things along?”
“Sect Master Jiang.” Yan Huirou’s voice paused again and became very soft. “…In your heart, what exactly is ‘like’?”
“What is it.”
Yan Huirou said, “No one would like someone they’ve only met a few times, and I’ve never saved him before. Why does Sect Master Jiang always think of this?”
Jiang Xidai didn’t want to get involved in the emotional entanglement between the male and female leads. It had nothing to do with her anyway. She gave a weary yawn. “Don’t say that. Little girl, you still have a long life ahead of you. Who can say for sure when it comes to love? Can you?”
Those peach blossom eyes sized her up, and her gaze, full of meaning, traced the red corners of Yan Huirou’s eyes. “Who would get so upset over a disagreement with someone they don’t care about?”
The more Yan Huirou refused, the more Jiang Xidai couldn’t help but say more. It wasn’t that she was sincerely advising the two of them to be together, but every time she mentioned Li Xinghe, this little girl’s expression was always very interesting.
Extremely interesting.
Sect Master Jiang, who had always disliked the male and female leads, derived a great deal of pleasure from this.
“…”
Yan Huirou touched her eyes. It was a little embarrassing to talk about this. She fell into a rare silence, not knowing how to begin—
She had just been thinking of Jiang Xidai while arguing with Li Xinghe.
Or to be more precise, she was thinking of the Jiang Xidai who had just returned from Lanyue Pavilion.
For those few days, the door to Qionghua Hall had been tightly closed. Yan Huirou would occasionally go to deliver medicine, but mostly at night.
Once, when she was delivering medicine, there were no maids in the room, and wine was spilled all over the floor. From a slightly lifted corner of the window, Yan Huirou saw the woman curled up on the blanket, asleep.
She was curled up very tightly. There was so much space, but she only slept in a small corner, lying on her side with her back to the window, her hair disheveled and draped over her, hiding in the shadows where the moonlight couldn’t reach.
This scene had left a deep impression on Yan Huirou.
Fragmented memories intertwined with Li Xinghe’s contemptuous and belittling tone, and resonated with the pebble thrown at her in the street, the crowd’s silent fury which they dared not voice, and the child who had cursed her to die.
Yan Huirou remembered that she had said that not everyone would think so.
But when she met Li Xinghe’s confident gaze, as if he were stating an ironclad fact, with a nonchalant tone…
After that, she was not as certain as before.
Yes, perhaps not everyone.
But people always live under the gaze of the majority.
Yan Huirou felt a pang in her heart. She couldn’t help but think a little more.
Perhaps Jiang Xidai had never been blessed in her entire life.
After all, even the woman she loved had only left her with a sword through the heart in the end.
No wonder a person with Jiang Xidai’s temperament would always be lenient with Pavilion Lord Zhan, as if she were unwilling to blow away the last bit of warmth in her life.
Such a persistent and humble attempt to hold on.
“If I were to say—” Yan Huirou thought for a long time, then spoke slowly, taking a few steps forward, her voice softening:
“Sect Master Jiang, what if I’m sad for you?”