Senior Sister Went Mad After My Fake Death Chapter 71

“Mother… Mother?” Tianli stared blankly at the woman before her, her mind racing.
Along with the shock, she let out a long sigh of relief.
The reason was simple: for someone like her mother, it was only natural to be unchanging in her devotion. If she had truly brought back some random person from some mountain to be her new mother, that would absolutely not do!
Han Xiao also recovered from her initial shock.
That’s right. She and Chunai had watched each other grow up, after all. How could she not know what kind of person Jiang Chunai was?
Although Jiang Chunai didn’t explain much to Han Xiao, she simply mouthed some words, indicating that Han Xiao had misunderstood. Han Xiao understood immediately.
Of course. Her junior sister was, of course, good to her.
Chongji had done no small amount of damage to Han Xiao’s body over the past fifteen years. The roots of her illness ran deep, and after arriving in Yanqiu, the symptoms slowly began to reveal themselves again. She had no choice but to stay at home and go nowhere.
She had nothing to do, but Jiang Chunai did. So, most of the time, the one keeping her company was her daughter, Tianli.
And Tianli was extremely curious about this legendary, reportedly terrifying mother of hers.
One day, as Han Xiao was lying dizzily in her armchair, she suddenly felt a coiling sensation on her ankle.
Han Xiao had just drunk her medicinal soup, and her eyelids were heavy with exhaustion. She could only vaguely register the feeling, her eyes half-open.
But the sensation grew stranger and stranger: the feeling of her ankle tightening gradually spread throughout her body.
At first, Han Xiao thought it was a hallucination and ignored it. But after a little while, she realized it was no illusion—
The feeling of restraint on her ankle grew stronger, gradually climbing upward.
It was a probing touch, wanting to test her limits, to know the depths of her cultivation, intending to invade her sea of consciousness and provoke her.
Han Xiao’s eyes snapped open. It was a fiercely territorial defensive instinct. In the millennia of her chaotic existence, she had only felt this way once before.
It was when Immortal Lord Yang Nian had broken in.
Without a second thought, Han Xiao immediately reached down to grab the “object” on her ankle, only to find that it was a moderately thick snake.
…Its body was red and white, while its head was a dark, bluish-black.
Its head was triangular, and a pair of golden, vertical pupils stared straight at her.
Han Xiao met those golden pupils for a moment. Just as she realized who this snake was, it brazenly flicked out its tongue and licked her face.
Han Xiao:…
“Why did you think to take a snake’s form?” Han Xiao looked up, gently pinching Tianli’s vital point. Her tone was light, but the pressure from her hand did not loosen in the slightest. “Isn’t Mother taking a nap?”
With her vital point held, Tianli squirmed left and right but was still unable to return to her human form. Her newly returned mother was staring at her with a cold face, questioning her in a slow, deliberate manner.
Tianli wanted to cry but had no tears. “Mother, Mother, I was just watching you, I saw you were asleep and came over to take a look.”
A glint flickered in Han Xiao’s eyes. She didn’t believe this snake.
“If you were just looking at me, why were you coiling around my ankle?” Han Xiao’s grip still didn’t loosen, as if she was determined to get to the bottom of the matter.
It was now dusk. The red sun had set, and a few rays of light filtered through the window, casting the figures of the person and the snake in shifting patterns of light and shadow.
Han Xiao was in the light, while the poor, multicolored snake, its vital point pinched, trembled in the dark.
Sob, sob! I’m supposed to be a poisonous snake!
Tianli felt that she couldn’t reveal her true thoughts.
After all, her mother used to be such a powerful person—she had looked up the various immortal sect ranking lists from a few decades ago. Wasn’t the person at the top of every list this very mother who was now pinching her vital point?
And she even fell to the demonic path later. A mother this powerful probably couldn’t accept that her cultivation hadn’t recovered yet, right?
So, she couldn’t say it. She had to hide what she did today.
However, she was, after all, a snake not yet twenty years old. Compared to her mother, she was far too inexperienced.
Han Xiao narrowed her eyes and brought Tianli’s head even closer, staring at her unblinkingly with those ink-black pupils.
The two of them drew nearer—
Tianli felt cold sweat break out all over her body.
Mama, mama, mama! Is Mother going to eat me!
Perhaps her prayer was effective, or perhaps it was simply because the sun had set and it was time for Jiang Chunai to come home. She opened the door and saw the comical scene.
“What are you two doing?” Jiang Chunai asked, perplexed.
Tianli let out a huge sigh of relief, but the tight grip on her vital point didn’t loosen at all. Han Xiao was still holding her, but she put on a smile and looked at Jiang Chunai. “Chunai, you’re back?”
Jiang Chunai grunted in acknowledgment, but her attention was on Han Xiao’s hand. Wasn’t their child still being held by her?
“What’s wrong with Tianli?”
“Nothing,” Han Xiao said coolly. “It’s just that she’s been born for so many years, and I’ve never had a good look at her. And she doesn’t seem to understand how to be a snake, so I’m teaching her today.”
Tianli once again wanted to cry but couldn’t. She could only manage to turn her head and look pitifully at her other mother.
Tianli had thought her first mother was strict, but she never imagined this newly returned one was even stricter.
She would never dare to provoke her again!
Jiang Chunai could see how pitiful her daughter was. Whenever her eyes darted around like that, it meant she was nervous.
So Jiang Chunai crossed the room in a few strides and took the snake from her. “Alright now.”
A shadow crossed Han Xiao’s eyes, but she still let go.
There she goes again with that habit of helping people.
After rescuing her daughter, the first thing Jiang Chunai did was ask her how she had offended Han Xiao.
“What happened?”
Curled up in an armchair in the corner, Tianli said in a tiny voice, “N-nothing. I just saw Mother sleeping there, so I curiously went over to take a look.”
Jiang Chunai raised an eyebrow slightly.
On this point, the two wives were of one mind—like Han Xiao, she didn’t believe Tianli’s story.
As Tianli spoke, her voice got lower and lower, and she couldn’t stop fidgeting with her hands. “I saw that Mother was sound asleep, and she just came home not long ago, so I haven’t had a good look at her face. I just, I just went over to see…”
Jiang Chunai looked away and sighed. Her attitude was clear: she still didn’t believe her.
She still remembered the first day this little girl had seen Han Xiao. Although Tianli had misunderstood something, she had quickly and unhesitatingly accepted her, overjoyed by Han Xiao’s appearance.
Why was she now claiming she hadn’t had a good look at her mother’s face?
“Alright, Mother,” Tianli said, dejected, her ears drooping as she confessed everything. “They all said that Mother used to be the famous first disciple of the Immortal Lord, and later she revealed her true snake form, and was the City Lord of the Crimson Smelting City, and a Demon King or something…”
“But Mother has been resting ever since she came back, and you said I was like her and all that.”
Towards the end, Tianli’s voice became as quiet as a mosquito’s buzz.
Her delicate little eyebrows furrowed.
Oh no, if I say it like this, will Mother understand what I mean? But if she understands, will she punish me?
Will she hold me upside down like Mother Han Xiao did and make me go apologize?
From Tianli’s deliberately muffled voice, Jiang Chunai could still figure out what she was trying to say.
In short, she wanted to see if Han Xiao was really that powerful.
To put it more plainly, she had gotten brazen and decided to go poke the great demon lord for fun.
Jiang Chunai sorted out the sequence of events and said calmly, “Alright, you don’t need to say any more.”
Tianli’s eyes were still wide with terror. “Th-then, Mother, d-did I offend her? Am I, am I going to…”
In the past, whenever she had a dispute with her friends, she would discuss with her mother how to resolve it.
She was in the wrong this time, so she should be the one to apologize.
However, unexpectedly, a smile played on Jiang Chunai’s lips. “No need.”
Mother, her mother who was always so strict about these things, actually… actually smiled?
Hiss.
I don’t get it. I don’t get adult matters.
As long as her mother wasn’t scolding her, it was fine.
And so, Tianli solemnly promised her mother, “Mother, I’ll never make her angry again! From now on, no matter what happens, no matter if her cultivation ever returns, I won’t mess around like this again.”
Jiang Chunai nodded, her gaze distant.
Ah! Mother is so nice.
Jiang Chunai did indeed have her own plan.
A wife, well, she still needed to be coaxed.
Especially a Senior Sister who had become a wife.
Han Xiao was no longer in the house.
She squeezed one of the Twin Jade Rings hanging around her neck—after they returned, she and Han Xiao had each taken one.
Because Han Xiao had now lost her cultivation and spiritual energy, it was difficult for her to protect herself. Jiang Chunai was worried for her safety, so she had given one of the rings to Han Xiao, making it easier to find her.
Jiang Chunai paused, then reached out to the ring, infusing it with spiritual energy to sense Han Xiao’s location—
Oh, not at home. Then where is she?
On a tall building in Yanqiu.
The building was called Fallen Kite Tower. It was a place where Jiang Chunai usually rested, aside from their home.
It had things for washing up and resting. Occasionally, Jiang Chunai would rest there. Han Xiao sometimes went to Fallen Kite Tower as well.
However, the tower was high, and without her spiritual energy, it was quite difficult for Han Xiao to get up there. Normally, she would go up with Jiang Chunai.
But today was different. Han Xiao had actually gone up by herself. In her current state, she must have been panting with exhaustion by the time she reached the top.
It seemed their daughter had truly angered her proud and lofty mother to a whole new level today.
The thought of Han Xiao being frustrated made Jiang Chunai find it amusing.
Of course, that wasn’t the dominant emotion.
Lost in thought, she had already arrived at the base of Fallen Kite Tower.
Jiang Chunai looked up. The silhouette of the tower was traced in smooth, grand lines against the night sky. The flying eaves curved high, like the tail of a phoenix about to ride the wind.
The bronze bells on the eaves swayed gently in the night, their clear chimes singing with the wind.
It was time for her to go up. But for her, it was much easier than it had been for Han Xiao.
The night was as black as ink. Jiang Chunai deliberately lightened her steps, treading slowly on the floorboards.
Fallen Kite Tower was very high. Normally, Han Xiao liked to go to the sixth floor. But there were always exceptions, like Tianli today. Even she, as a mother, didn’t know what had possessed her to go and provoke her rather conceited other mother.
She had no idea who Tianli got her personality from.
With that thought, Jiang Chunai carefully made her way up, not missing any suspicious lights on any floor.
She finally reached the sixth floor. A dim lamp was lit here, its halo casting a hazy glow. Jiang Chunai followed the shadow cast by the light and saw an “abnormal” Han Xiao.
Today, she wasn’t wearing her usual moon-white dress but was clad in a scarlet robe, standing tall and elegant by the window.
She was like cinnabar dye, like a newly bloomed pomegranate.
In the heavy darkness of the night, the scarlet robe was like a blazing flame, incomparably bright and beautiful, enough to make one’s heart sway at the sight.
The wind chimes on the eaves chimed again, “ding-dong, ding-dong.”
Han Xiao seemed to sense the sound. Her gaze focused as if to find the source, and she turned her head.
Caught off guard, Jiang Chunai wanted to hide, but the rustle of her sleeve against the door panel gave her away.
Trying to steal a chicken, but losing the rice instead.
Pah. As Jiang Chunai lamented, Han Xiao had already heard the sound at the entrance. She no longer looked at the tinkling bells in the wind, but at Jiang Chunai instead.
When she saw Jiang Chunai, her expression changed slightly, but she quickly returned to her usual cool indifference.
Jiang Chunai raised an eyebrow.
Alright, it seems Senior Sister won’t be easy to coax today.
“Why have you come to such a high place in Fallen Kite Tower so late?” Han Xiao asked coolly, her gaze deliberately drifting away, not landing on Jiang Chunai.
Jiang Chunai was determined. She squeezed in front of Han Xiao. “I came to see you.”
Han Xiao didn’t react, her gaze still fixed on the endless ink-blackness outside the tower.
Exasperated, Jiang Chunai raised a hand, took her chin, and pressed it down, forcing her to look at her.
“I came to see you, so you have to look at me too,” Jiang Chunai said with righteous conviction.
Han Xiao stared into her eyes.
A pair of captivating peach-blossom eyes, brimming with a flowing tide of emotion. “Forced” to meet her gaze, Jiang Chunai’s thick, dark lashes trembled slightly, the emotion in her eyes deepening.
The smile in her eyes matched the one on her lips, both curving into an alluring arc. She drew closer, and closer still.
Just as her lips were about to touch hers, Han Xiao turned her head away at the last second and huffed, “She made the mistake, why is the mother coming to apologize?”
She missed the kiss.
Those scarlet, moist lips opened and closed. A little closer and she could probably see the wetness within. Such an enticing pair of lips, and she had missed her chance.
Still angry, still sulking.
But Jiang Chunai wasn’t annoyed. She still followed Han Xiao’s jaw with her eyes and said in a soft, gentle voice, “The child’s fault is the mother’s failure.”
Han Xiao was unexpectedly choked up.
She lowered her head slightly. “Then what is to be done? How will you discipline me?”
If Jiang Chunai had been a little more observant, she would have seen a faint crimson blush spread across her snow-white cheeks, like a lotus flower.
Jiang Chunai’s eyes were smiling as she gently took Han Xiao’s hand.
Then, she slowly reached out.
Her fingers were slender and long, like newly sprouted bamboo shoots, and they rested lightly on the back of Han Xiao’s hand.
At first, it was a touch as light as a dragonfly on water. Then, her five fingers, like nimble butterflies, gently slid between Han Xiao’s, her fingertips delicately caressing every inch of Han Xiao’s, sometimes kneading lightly, sometimes rubbing slowly.
Between their fingers, strands of affection seemed to silently entwine, tender and inseparable.
She held her tightly, enjoying the feeling of their fingers interlaced, her eyes half-closed as she watched her expression.
Han Xiao’s earlobes were a little red. It was probably the warmth spreading from her fingertips, traveling up her arm straight to her heart, and then crawling up to her ears.
“Why are you holding my hand? Is this your way of apologizing?” Han Xiao still tried to maintain a serious front.
Jiang Chunai was also deadpan, still playing with Han Xiao’s long, elegant fingers.
“You could say that,” she said slowly, her tone light and cheerful. “Senior Sister’s hands are truly beautiful. Look, so beautiful.”
Like a piece of exquisite cold jade.
Han Xiao didn’t pull her hand back, simply going along with her words. “How are they beautiful?”
Jiang Chunai tilted her head and said, “Like the cold jade from the peak of Kunlun Mountain, icy and clear, translucent and flawless, so intoxicating it’s impossible to look away.”
Han Xiao was speechless.
She finally understood where Tianli had gotten the nerve to “offend” her today.
“Alright, alright, don’t be angry anymore.” Jiang Chunai finally stopped being mysterious. She looked at Han Xiao with clear eyes, and almost before Han Xiao could speak, she wrapped her arms around her waist and kissed her soft lips.
Just now, those scarlet lips had parted and closed, revealing the wet, deep red within, unspeakably alluring.
And today, she had even deliberately worn a scarlet dress.
No wonder, no wonder Senior Sister used to turn into a fox.
With the adjustments they’d made since returning, plus their previous experiences in Crimson Smelting City, the two were naturally skilled in the art of kissing.
She lightly touched the corner of her lips. No reaction.
Slightly annoyed, Jiang Chunai tickled Han Xiao. “Why aren’t you reacting?”
What reaction does she want? I’m still angry. Han Xiao thought, and so she continued to not react, even though a strange fire was already stirring within her.
She wants to be touched by her.
Han Xiao thought for a moment and said deliberately, “That’s not right.”
“Not right? Then where should I kiss for it to be right?” Jiang Chunai’s eyes sparkled, a triumphant smile playing on her lips.
Heh, mother and daughter are just as mischievous as each other.
The wronged Han Xiao became even more silent, so Jiang Chunai became even more audacious. After a feather-light sweep, came a more solid kiss.
Her lips roamed and shifted, finally parting Han Xiao’s teeth. Although Han Xiao was angry and silent, her teeth were barely closed, allowing Jiang Chunai to break through with a single flick of her tongue, which then deftly explored within.
They kissed until they were breathless and inseparable. Their cumbersome outer robes were shed at some unknown point, the intertwining snow-white of their undergarments looking all the more striking in the dark night.
“Did you know?” Jiang Chunai deliberately blew in Han Xiao’s ear, teasing her. “I heard it’s going to rain tonight.”
Han Xiao’s eyelashes trembled. She stared at her. “Who did you hear that from?”
“I don’t know,” Jiang Chunai mumbled, her face buried in softness. “Maybe the Si Tian Que said so.”
Han Xiao called her bluff. “Or maybe you just made it up.”
“I don’t know who said it, but it’s definitely going to rain today,” Jiang Chunai said, looking at Han Xiao with a beaming smile.
In her pupils, she saw herself.
An uncovered, unveiled self.
Han Xiao’s breathing grew heavy as well. “What does rain have to do with me?”
Because of the mischievous provoker’s deliberate teasing, her fair skin, like her earlobes, had uncontrollably flushed a shade of crimson.
She was a snake, not a Dragon King. How could she control the rain?
“Can’t Senior Sister do it?” Jiang Chunai tilted her head to look at her.
Han Xiao’s eyelashes were extremely thick. Looking up at her under the moonlight, one could see those fine red-black lines hidden in the deep shadows.
Han Xiao pinched Jiang Chunai’s mischievous fingers from her collarbone and said with a straight face, “That’s not something a snake does.”
Jiang Chunai looked at Han Xiao as if she were wronged.
“It’s okay. Dragons control the rain in the sky, but Senior Sister is also very powerful…” Jiang Chunai continued to whisper teasingly in her ear, her words growing bolder, a string of lewd suggestions. “Can’t Senior Sister make me rain?”
Han Xiao froze for a moment, then suddenly sought out Jiang Chunai’s eyes, only to find those peach-blossom eyes shimmering with moisture, filled with the smug satisfaction of success.
Han Xiao’s eyes darkened. She reached out and removed the dangling hairpin from Jiang Chunai’s hair.
“…Then how do you want to rain?” she lowered her head, her cool lips landing on the snow-white skin of Jiang Chunai’s shoulder and neck.
Her other hand was not idle. It took the hairpin from Jiang Chunai’s hair, and with a gentle tug, it came loose. She tossed it aside, and it clattered to the floor.
Then, Han Xiao’s hand ran through Jiang Chunai’s thick, dark hair. “A drizzle, or a downpour?”
Jiang Chunai was still pressed against Han Xiao’s body. As if in deep thought, she said, “Whichever sounds better.”
“The sound of falling rain is beautiful,” Han Xiao said, her voice hoarse, her gaze having already roamed over her several times.
Jiang Chunai’s hand moved to Han Xiao’s neck, feeling the heat surging beneath her skin.
She knew best how she liked to be caressed, and she knew best what words would make her tremble all over, her shoulders and neck flushing pink, her whole body as if just pulled from the water.
So Jiang Chunai said, “Decadent sounds are, of course, beautiful.”
“Then we’ll have to listen to both,” Han Xiao bit her lightly.
She released her grip on Jiang Chunai’s hair.
The black silk flowed like a waterfall.
Suddenly, a torrential downpour began, falling in sheets, the fierce rain filling the vast mountains and rivers.
No one could see through the curtain of rain to what was happening high up in Fallen Kite Tower.
The light rain at first was indeed a drizzle.
On the surface of a secluded, turquoise pond, a few leaves of duckweed floated leisurely. Under the gentle caress of the fine rain, their bodies trembled slightly. With each drop that fell, faint ripples bloomed on their fragile yet resilient leaves. The ripples intertwined and overlapped, like the patterns of an ethereal dream, weaving a mesmerizing illusion.
In an instant, the world changed. The torrential rain was like the surging waters of the heavenly river bursting its banks.
The gentle drizzle of a moment ago instantly transformed into violent arrows of water, whistling and roaring as they aimed for the vast earth.
The duckweed on the water’s surface was instantly swept up in the raging torrent. Their leisurely grace was gone, replaced by the bitter struggle of a lone, broken boat in a stormy sea.
The raindrops fell, and carried by the rushing current, they tossed the duckweed towards a distant place of chaotic bliss.
The great rain churned the once-peaceful water’s surface into a treacherous, world-turning chaos. The spray flew like angry beasts, the foam scattering like broken clouds. The entire universe was tightly shrouded by the vast, endless curtain of rain, leaving only ceaseless noise and hazy confusion.
But the rain would eventually stop. Drizzle, drizzle, drip, drip.
…
Jiang Chunai, her face flushed pink, looked at Han Xiao. “Well, has Senior Sister forgiven us now?”
Han Xiao looked at Jiang Chunai through the water droplets trickling from between her fingers and said softly, “Mhm. Then don’t you two team up to bully me anymore.”
“Then what about you bullying me?” Jiang Chunai refused to let it go, ignoring her slipped undergarment and climbing onto Han Xiao’s shoulders.
Han Xiao only frowned slightly. “Did you not?”