Senior Sister Went Mad After My Fake Death Chapter 50

Through that protruding eye, Han Xiao took in everything in the place where Jiang Chunai lived:
A slightly worn but clean window frame, with two pots of flowers thoughtfully placed on the windowsill. Under the shimmering moonlight, the rich fragrance seemed to grow stronger, assailing the nostrils.
It even crossed the distance between the human world and the Nether Realm.
The two pots of flowers were growing splendidly, their stems long and slender, just like Jiang Chunai’s slender, handsome fingers when she played with the hearts of the flowers—fair, and with well-defined knuckles.
With a gentle press and rub, she could knead the heart of the flower into a pale pink color. At times, such as on a night like this with a high moon and flowing moonlight, if her fingers were to caress the heart of the flower, she could surely gather all the flowing moonlight, sticking it together, and shattering it all over the floor and mattress, damp and sticky.
How big Jiang Chunai’s room was—compared to this small hole she was peering through, a small hole that could not be disguised any further. From such a small hole, she could feel Jiang Chunai’s presence, the presence of her dwelling, her life.
Thinking of this, Han Xiao’s face had already flushed. So she averted her gaze from the damp mattress and floor.
Fortunately, the tin box squatting in the corner was dry, not soaked through by the moon-liquid that had been kneaded out of the flowers. Otherwise, Han Xiao would have to be responsible for her actions again.
Afterwards, a person was generally not able to face that patch of dark, large water stain.
The water stain that was soaked with her greed, her desire, was truly embarrassing to look at.
In short, it was fortunate that the tin box squatting in the corner was dry. It was not an easily seen place.
Han Xiao thought that she was able to notice this tin box probably because, like her, it liked to be in a dark, damp corner, watching the person living in this room.
Watching Jiang Chunai’s outer and inner robes, scattered on the floor when she was occasionally untidy.
Before she rested, she would probably use the slender fingers that had just kneaded the flowing moonlight from the flower’s heart to easily peel off her clothes, one by one, until the snowy white and tender skin underneath was revealed.
At this point, there would be nothing unsightly or in the way.
Jiang Chunai would also use those few fingers to untie the white dudou embroidered with plum blossoms.
Peeling it off, bit by bit, revealing a slender and soft waist with a graceful bearing.
At that time, even the sunless Nether Realm would turn into a spring day with a gentle breeze.
But things always developed in unexpected ways—a sunny day was probably always hot, and Han Xiao had, as a matter of course, broken out in a thin layer of sweat.
The moment the pleasure erupted, the suppressed moan finally broke through the layers of confinement and turned into a short, delicate nasal sound.
Just one sound, but it was the utmost in relief. Han Xiao came back to her senses in a daze, looking at her own, equally damp finger.
If someone were to look at her at this moment, they would see the endless ripples in her eyes, an insatiable abyss.
At this time, no matter if Han Xiao looked up, straight ahead, or down, the crimson-black lines under her eyes could no longer be hidden.
She missed her so much, she missed her too much.
She missed the way she had first unfolded under her hand, sincerely and shyly calling her “Senior Sister,” calling her “Han Xiao.”
It was all the fault of the poison planted in her by the Passion Lure. It was truly unbearable.
She had only wanted to spy on what she was doing and thinking from the things in Jiang Chunai’s room, but…
it had turned into what she was thinking while doing it with her.
It wasn’t much different, not a single word.
Han Xiao came back to her senses, wanting to calm her emotions.
…Their not seeing each other now was only temporary. Of course she would see Jiang Chunai again.
Their reconciliation was also a matter of time.
Because there was no one else, there could be no one else.
“What if there is?” This question suddenly entered her ears.
Han Xiao was dazed for a moment, then suddenly smiled.
“What if there is? Who does she have to look at?”
“…This is simple.”
“Whoever she looks at, I’ll kill.”
“Chunai, with this, you have recovered your former memories. As for your cultivation… at that time, you were stabbed through the chest by Han Xiao’s sword. The damage left was too deep. It cannot be fully restored, only about seventy to eighty percent.”
Yu Lingzi gently stroked Jiang Chunai’s shoulder, patiently instructing her, and at the same time, sighed.
Even though she had seen many things, the thought of Jiang Chunai being killed by Han Xiao’s sword still shocked her. Was there really such a heartless and ungrateful person in this world?
Perhaps this was Han Xiao.
Extremely arrogant when she was arrogant, extremely mad when she was mad.
Jiang Chunai did not know what Yu Lingzi was thinking. Otherwise, she would surely have recalled that night in the cave and silently added that even when she was humble and submissive, she did it to the extreme.
But now Jiang Chunai did not have such strong love and hate. She was more concerned about the past.
“It’s alright, Master. Seventy to eighty percent of my cultivation is already a great improvement for me now.”
Before, when she had gone out with Senior Sister Chang Xin, she had helped out less often. But now that her former cultivation had been infused into her, there was an immediate change—
The memories of the past, combined with everything she had experienced in Yanqiu these days, only made Jiang Chunai feel it was quite unbelievable.
She thought she was not a deeply emotional person, but she had poured too much love into Han Xiao.
Then from that day on, all ties were severed. But Han Xiao had become unwilling from that moment on.
Extremely mad, searching high and low, wanting to piece together a broken mirror, wanting them to be connected again. Or to put it more bluntly.
Like a dogskin plaster, she pursued relentlessly, not giving her any chance to erase the two words “Han Xiao” from her memory.
Because after Yu Lingzi had restored Jiang Chunai’s memories, the content of her instructions was also inseparable from Han Xiao.
“Chunai, on your trip back, what are your plans? I’m worried that you’ve remembered your past with Han Xiao…”
Yu Lingzi’s worry was normal.
The things she had shown Jiang Chunai with the Pearl of Retrospection before were all the bad things Han Xiao had done to her. She was not worried that Jiang Chunai would find a good place for Han Xiao and have a change of heart, but…
she was worried that Jiang Chunai would remember the feeling of once liking Han Xiao.
Yu Lingzi was worried about this.
“I think I’ll go back to see Cliff Master Mei,” Jiang Chunai said, her tone unconsciously softening. “The Cliff Master was very good to me before. She’s just a person with a sharp tongue but a soft heart…”
I wonder how sad the Cliff Master was when she died? And although she was resurrected later, she did not remember her past.
Even if she were to be disliked by the Cliff Master for being clumsy again, and to be enslaved by her to make roast chicken, she would be willing to do it.
“Hmm, see Cliff Master Mei,” Yu Lingzi nodded lightly. “And besides that? Now every sect has its own little schemes. I’m not sure what status Mei Shengchi has in the Bright Snow Sect. When you go back to find her, it will depend on her arrangements.”
“Yes, Chunai understands.”
Yu Lingzi said again, “On this point, I still believe in the Cliff Master. But you must still be cautious and careful on your way back. Be on guard against strange people on the road. If you run into Han Xiao again, there will be problems.”
“It’ll be fine,” Jiang Chunai replied with certainty. “If she makes any rash moves, Chunai will not let her off.”
Hearing this, Yu Lingzi’s eyelashes couldn’t help but tremble.
Not let her off? With Jiang Chunai’s strength, of course she couldn’t defeat Han Xiao, yet she could say such a thing.
She was not admiring Jiang Chunai’s righteousness, but wanted to explore the unbridledness behind it.
Should I let Jiang Chunai go back? Before this, Yu Lingzi had actually been undecided. She thought of Jiang Chunai’s blood again and told her about it.
Jiang Chunai was surprised. “Master, you mean to say that Chunai is also a descendant of a new god? There are no sisters in Yanqiu with the same bloodline as me?”
Yu Lingzi nodded. “Yes, you are the eighth kind. I hope you can meet someone with the same bloodline as you in the future. Perhaps when you come back from the Bright Snow Sect, the second person will come.”
Jiang Chunai smiled and said she would also have something precious and special.
Yu Lingzi’s eyes dimmed slightly, and she told Jiang Chunai not to worry too much. Although a demon god had descended, what Han Xiao was doing now…
seemed not to have any intention of going further.
“You mean, since she knew I was still alive, things have changed?” Jiang Chunai was puzzled.
Yu Lingzi lowered her head slightly, in agreement with Jiang Chunai’s words.
The departure was quick. After Jiang Chunai had packed her things, she planned to bid farewell to her sisters in Yanqiu.
Senior Sister Chang Xin was the first to be surprised. Knowing that Junior Sister Chunai was leaving, she was sad for a while and repeatedly asked if she had to go back to the Bright Snow Sect.
“Everyone in Yanqiu has been very good to me, but I have a special reason for going back to the Bright Snow Sect.” She even had an agreement with Mei Shengchi.
Chang Xin understood Jiang Chunai and patted her on the shoulder. “Alright, then you go back. But promise Senior Sister, after you go back, you must not forget us. And I, your senior sister, will come to see our Senior Sister Jiang of the Bright Snow Sect when I have time—”
She was clearly smiling, but tears couldn’t help but fall from her eyes.
Jiang Chunai’s heart softened.
But she still had to go.
She bid farewell to everyone in Yanqiu one by one.
The third senior sister who had taught her swordsmanship, the fourth senior sister who had taught her incantations and formations, the Senior Sister Sun who had treated her when she fell, and the Sister Wang who would take her to the back mountain to attract bees and butterflies…
She bid farewell to them one by one, gave them parting gifts, and looked forward to seeing them again.
But when it came to Lan Xu, there was a change.
When Lan Xu saw her coming, her eyes immediately lit up. “Chunai, you’re here.”
But after learning that Jiang Chunai was leaving, she visibly drooped. “Chunai, you’re leaving?”
“Yes,” she replied concisely.
She had received the same reaction from everyone she had bid farewell to these past few days, so she could understand Lan Xu’s thoughts.
However, Lan Xu’s next words surprised her. “How about this, Chunai. The journey to the Bright Snow Sect is long and far. It’s not convenient for you to go alone. And my mother often complains that I’m not doing any proper business. I’ll go with you.”
Jiang Chunai’s mouth fell open in surprise. “A’Xu, are you really going to the Bright Snow Sect with me? If you go, how will you manage?”
How she would manage was not within Lan Xu’s consideration. She only said, “Don’t worry about that. I’m just worried that with the long journey, you’ll run into some trouble again. With one more person, there’s more security.”
Although Jiang Chunai still found it strange that Lan Xu wanted to go with her, her gratitude outweighed her doubts.
“Then we’ll set off tomorrow!”
The two agreed quickly, not noticing the strange sword tassel on the hilt of her sword.
There was no wind, yet it moved on its own.