Saving the White Moonlight Chapter 46

Fenghua Immortal Sect had bought a courtyard in Tianyu City. A spirit-gathering formation had been set up inside, and Yun Mixue and the others used it as a temporary residence.
When the four returned, the elders who had gone elsewhere to investigate had not yet come back. Only the four of them were in the courtyard.
Chu Ningyan and Yun Changyue had been running between Tianyu City, the Su family, and Danye City, and both looked travel-worn. Yun Mixue told them to go rest first, leaving only her and Yan Zhuguang alone.
Yun Mixue arranged a room for Yan Zhuguang, but Yan Zhuguang did not care much about the room. After entering, she barely looked around before closing the door and pulling Yun Mixue into conversation.
Now that there were no outsiders, it was the perfect time to talk to Senior Sister about that drawing.
“Senior Sister, I asked Miss Su earlier. She does not know where the drawing came from.” Yan Zhuguang had never mentioned the drawing to Su Qian’er at all, but she was not lying either. Su Qian’er did not even know about the drawing, so how could she know its origin?
Yun Mixue thought for a moment. “If that is the case, we cannot be certain the drawing is related to the former sect master’s death.”
Yan Zhuguang shook her head. “Not necessarily.”
“I discovered something strange.” Yan Zhuguang looked into Yun Mixue’s eyes, not missing the slightest change in her emotions. “I used a special method to learn from Qiu Qiao that the drawing was given to Su Qian’er by her grandfather.”
Yan Zhuguang had learned this from Qiu Qiao’s illusion. When Qiu Qiao had used demon beasts to destroy the “corpses” of Su Qian’er and her servant, he had accidentally revealed that information. Although Yan Zhuguang had sped up the illusion, she would not miss the information she needed to know.
She chose to tell Yun Mixue this not only to make Yun Mixue believe her, but also as one final test.
She placed before Yun Mixue the fact that she had used some secret art that was not exactly fit to see the light.
If Yun Mixue still trusted and supported her as always, Yan Zhuguang would open everything to Yun Mixue and stop hiding from her, except for the matter of her rebirth and the Saving the White Moonlight System.
Yun Mixue did not question what Yan Zhuguang’s “special method” was. She only looked a little puzzled. “Zhuguang means that Qiu Qiao knew the drawing was given to Miss Su by her grandfather, while Miss Su herself knew nothing?”
Seeing her react like this, Yan Zhuguang did not know whether she should feel disappointed or relieved.
She sighed inwardly, nodded to Yun Mixue, and said, “Miss Su not only does not know the drawing’s origin. She does not even know about the drawing. She clearly handed it to me herself, yet now it is as if she has completely forgotten there was such a thing.”
Su Qian’er’s situation was very strange. Yan Zhuguang herself was not sure what was going on. Although she could not directly tell Yun Mixue that she suspected Su Qian’er, she felt it was necessary to make Senior Sister aware of Su Qian’er’s abnormality.
Do not forget what her true goal was. To stop Yun Mixue from repeating the fate in the book, it was not enough for Yan Zhuguang alone to guard against this person and that person. Senior Sister also had to become alert and prevent the person behind the scenes from having a chance to strike from the root.
As expected, Yun Mixue frowned. She trusted Yan Zhuguang. The information Yan Zhuguang had learned from Qiu Qiao should not be wrong. Then what was going on with Su Qian’er?
That drawing was the main reason Qiu Qiao had attacked Su Qian’er. She could not simply forget it.
Yun Mixue thought for a moment, then said, “Miss Su’s matter is not ours to manage in the end. No matter what reason she has, we cannot interfere.”
Since they had confirmed Su Qian’er’s injuries had improved and had handed her over to the Qiao family, Yun Mixue did not plan to ask any further. She represented Fenghua Immortal Sect, while Su Qian’er belonged to the Qiao family. No matter what problem Su Qian’er had, Yun Mixue could not interfere in the Qiao family’s private affairs.
Yan Zhuguang nodded. She had not meant for Senior Sister to interfere. It was enough for Senior Sister to know.
“If that drawing really was given to Miss Su by her grandfather, then this matter is very likely related to the former sect master,” Yan Zhuguang said. “Senior Sister, are you willing to accompany me to that hidden realm?”
She stressed, “I have already learned the hidden realm’s location from Qiu Qiao.”
Yun Mixue was startled by Yan Zhuguang’s especially serious gaze. Then her eyes suddenly grew gentler. Her ice-white palm touched Yan Zhuguang’s cheek. “Zhuguang does not trust Senior Sister?”
Yan Zhuguang blinked. She did not look away, but raised her hand and held that slightly cool palm.
“You little troublemaker. You do not trust Senior Sister, yet you still want to test Senior Sister, hm?”
Yan Zhuguang relaxed. She puffed her cheeks. “I did not. Senior Sister is wronging me. Zhuguang clearly trusts Senior Sister the most.”
“Yes, you trust me the most.” Yun Mixue changed from touching to pinching. She gently tugged the soft flesh of Yan Zhuguang’s cheek and scolded with fondness, “Besides me, who else do you trust, little troublemaker?”
Yan Zhuguang showed her teeth in a completely unashamed smile. She looked harmless, but what she said was, “Besides Senior Sister, who else has the right to make me trust them? Why should I trust them?”
This was the first time Yan Zhuguang showed Yun Mixue her coldness without restraint.
Yun Mixue was not surprised.
Yan Zhuguang had hidden things from her, but not completely. How could Yun Mixue not sense that the little girl she had brought back had been quietly showing her true self bit by bit?
Like a little rogue, she lifted her chin proudly and looked at Yun Mixue as if saying, This is the kind of person I am. What can you do about it?
Yun Mixue truly could not do anything to her. She admitted that this little clever spirit knew very well where the line was. Each time, she stepped right on Yun Mixue’s limit, swaying at the edge but never crossing it.
Even though Yun Mixue knew her schemes, knew her caution, and knew she was not as obedient and harmless as she appeared, she still could not feel anything like dislike toward her.
Because Yun Mixue could also feel that this little girl had placed a sincere heart before her, hidden beneath all those layers.
Yun Mixue did not know why she had gained Yan Zhuguang’s favor. It left her at a loss, even careful.
Yun Mixue was Fenghua Immortal Sect’s respected titled senior sister. She was the admired daughter of the Yun cultivation clan. Everyone who mentioned her praised her endlessly. It was as if she were a perfect symbol.
But in truth, she was only an ordinary person.
She had things she longed for and things she hoped for. Everything she did came from her principles and upbringing. It was not natural law, nor was it because she was “Yun Mixue” and therefore had to do anything.
Yimiao Sect had used her promise to gain private benefits. Although Yun Mixue had agreed to each request and never refused, did that mean she truly did not mind?
Of course not. She was not a saint. She could not be completely unbothered. She only held herself strictly and would not vent easily.
She would mind other people’s greed, and she would also become timid because of another person’s sincere heart.
That was exactly how she felt toward Yan Zhuguang.
It sounded hard to believe. Lianji Immortal Yun Mixue, whom the world praised, was experiencing another person’s true heart for the first time and did not even know how to respond.
She was afraid it would melt if held in her mouth, afraid it would break if held in her hands. That was exactly how it felt.
Even so, she did not want Yan Zhuguang to take that heart back.
Yun Mixue said solemnly to Yan Zhuguang, “I am very happy that Zhuguang trusts me. In the same way, I also have the same confidence in Zhuguang. So do not deliberately test me anymore, all right?”
“You are a clear-minded girl. I think you understand.”
Yun Mixue rubbed Yan Zhuguang’s cheek where she had pinched it. “Zhuguang, never worry that Senior Sister will one day stop liking you because you did something I dislike.”
“Because you are taught by me, you also have the right to make mistakes. Before you do something wrong, I will stop you. As for anything I allow you to do, or anything I do not stop in time, I also bear responsibility for it. Any result that comes from it should also be borne by me.”
Yun Mixue smiled. “So before disliking Zhuguang, should I not dislike myself first? After all, the one indulging you in these things is me.”
“Do you understand, little troublemaker?”
A ripple spread through Yan Zhuguang’s dark eyes. She felt happy. No, she felt extremely happy.
No one had ever told her this before: whatever you want to do, go ahead and do it. Do not care about the consequences, because someone will bear all those consequences for you.
She knew that was what Yun Mixue wanted to tell her.
Her heart felt warm. She felt joy like nothing she had ever known, like a tired bird returning to its nest, like a drifting heart finally settling somewhere real. It was as if all the suffering she had endured in her last life had been only to exchange for meeting such a person in this life.
A person like this should be protected well. She should be held tightly and never let go again.
Yan Zhuguang took Yun Mixue’s hand down, stretched out both arms, and wrapped them around Yun Mixue’s waist, burying herself in that slightly cool embrace.
Yan Zhuguang said softly, “Senior Sister, I will take your words seriously.”
“If one day Senior Sister tells me these words no longer count, I will not accept it.”
Yun Mixue raised a hand to Yan Zhuguang’s back and smoothed the hair half-falling behind her. “All right. Zhuguang can take them seriously. Senior Sister will not break her word.”
The two hugged each other. The room was quiet, and neither spoke again.
Hiding in Yan Zhuguang’s sea of consciousness, the system bit a tiny handkerchief and sobbed. Senior Sister and Host’s relationship was so good. It looked so touching.
Only, did this rhythm seem a little off?
The system looked at the image projected before it and racked its not-very-large brain. Why did Senior Sister and Host seem full of yuri energy?
It felt strange. It should be an illusion, right?
Although there was no evidence that Senior Sister had any feelings for the male lead, before the book’s heroine appeared, was the white moonlight not supposed to be the official match with the male lead?
The system shook its head. That was not right either. The early male lead’s nature was not obvious, but the later male lead was such a scum. Pairing the white moonlight with him was like feeding a fresh flower to a dog. Better to forget that official match. Anyway, it was the Saving the White Moonlight System, not the Match the White Moonlight with the Male Lead System.
Thinking about it, Senior Sister and Host actually matched very well.
The system could not help falling into deep thought.
No, no. Although system rules did not forbid hosts from falling in love in the target world, getting together with the mission target also carried risks. It did not know whether the higher-ups would allow it.
The system bit its handkerchief again and deceived itself. Right now, Host and Senior Sister did not have any clear intention of falling in love, right? It should not jump to conclusions.
If Host really wanted to fall in love with Senior Sister, then it… it would silently bless them. It would also pray that the higher-ups would not break up the pair.
The system cried quietly.