My Wife Is A Sword Immortal-Chapter 155 - 139 You Must Obey the Womens Virtue Oh

Chapter 155: Chapter 139 You Must Obey the Women’s Virtue, Oh (Two in One Mega Chapter)_2

Chapter 155: Chapter 139 You Must Obey the Women’s Virtue, Oh (Two in One Mega Chapter)_2

Zhao Lingfei offered a faint smile. “Brother Jiang.”

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As Jiang Chebai saw her smile, his heart trembled, and he swallowed, just about to speak when a certain resolute little girl in a pink dress interrupted him.

Zhao Yuenu, with her short legs, instantly stepped between Zhao Lingfei and Jiang Chebai, and warned, “Who are you? What do you want with my sister Lingfei? Are you shamelessly craving swan meat?”

Jiang Chebai slowly looked down at the small-sized girl in a pink dress looking like she was guarding against thieves, which immediately made him somewhat embarrassed. “Sister Lingfei, this is…”

“Her name is Zhao Yuenu. She is my adopted sister, a direct descendant of the Zhao family of Du You.”

Zhao Yuenu nodded her small head, “That’s right, I am also Sister Lingfei’s Flower Guardian. Speak up about what you are here for, or I’ll let A-Xiao throw you into the sea!”

Jiang Chebai glanced not too far off, outside of Wangque Platform, at a towering giant whose figure was ten Zhang tall.

It had a long face, long arms, a black hairy body, and was glaring here with round eyes. At that moment, it seemed to notice Jiang Chebai’s glance and actually smiled at him, revealing chillingly sharp teeth.

Jiang Chebai raised an eyebrow and paid him no further attention.

Tianya Sword Pavilion was not in Du You City but on the North Sea. He often went out to sea where all kinds of creatures abounded, and he had seen many giant clans.

Jiang Chebai smiled, “My surname is Jiang, given name Chebai. You’re a descendant of the Zhao family from Du You? I know your ancestor Zhao Jinyi. Who is he to you?”

Zhao Yuenu huffed with her delicate arms crossed:

“He’s my grandfather, and don’t try to connect with me through him. I don’t fall for men’s tricks. Speak up! Are you harboring ill intentions towards Sister Lingfei? Let me tell you, forget about it, you don’t even measure up to…”

Jiang Chebai’s smile turned helpless as he looked at Zhao Lingfei.

Zhao Lingfei sighed lightly, leaned over, and placed her hands on Zhao Yuenu’s slender shoulders, “Yuenu, stop causing trouble. Brother Jiang must have something important to discuss with me. Don’t think too much, we have serious matters to talk about. Go play over there for a while.”

“Hmm, hmm.” Zhao Yuenu suspiciously scanned Zhao Lingfei and Jiang Chebai.

She stared at Jiang Chebai’s face and thought it too ordinary. How could it compare to the handsome, dashing, peerless brother-in-law that Qian’er had mentioned?

Sister Lingfei couldn’t be blind, could she?

Zhao Yuenu waved her little hand in front of Zhao Lingfei’s eyes.

Hmmm, she probably wasn’t blind. Such an ugly toad posed no threat…

The little girl nodded sagely, saying crisply to Zhao Lingfei, “Sister Lingfei, you must be virtuous, okay?”

Without waiting for Zhao Lingfei to respond, she bouncily ran off.

The little pink dress fluttering on the Wangque Platform was like a lively butterfly.

Zhao Lingfei watched Zhao Yuenu run away, a smile playing on her beautiful face.

Jiang Chebai chuckled, “Sister Lingfei, your adopted sister is quite adorable.”

Zhao Lingfei turned back, nodding slightly.

“Yuenu is still an unaware child. This age is indeed the time for mischief. If she spoke out of turn just now, I apologize on her behalf, Brother Jiang. I hope you won’t mind.”

Jiang Chebai hastily responded, “Where does Sister Lingfei get such thoughts? It’s normal for children to speak candidly, how could I possibly mind? You are being too polite.”

Zhao Lingfei smiled without saying more, but then curiously asked:

“Brother Jiang, did you come here looking for me, because the Great Minister of Punishment has another letter for Mr. Bai?”

Jiang Chebai’s gaze lingered, enchanted by the beautiful face he had yearned for over the past half a year, feeling he could never get enough. He very much wanted to nod in agreement with Zhao Lingfei’s first suggestion, but he felt timid…

It had been half a year, how had she become so thin?

Her robes were simpler too, but still lovely, as long as they were hers…

Regarding Zhao Lingfei’s hairdo, Jiang Chebai hadn’t thought much of it. As for Zhao Yuenu’s last words about “being virtuous,” he dismissed them as innocent child’s talk.

Although the wives of Confucian scholars would style their hair up, the other women on the mountain also wore flexible and diverse hairstyles, so hair updos were quite ordinary.

Moreover, concerning any rumors inside Taiching Prefecture, Jiang Chebai had never heard about them, since he had been busy for the past half year dealing with the chaos created by the Great Demon in Zhi Shui Country. He had also left Taiching Prefecture long ago and stopped paying attention to its affairs.

As for his old friends in Taiching Prefecture, he had few, and like him, they were paragons. After finishing their studies, most of them had headed their separate ways. Some, as busy as Jiang Chebai, seldom met even every few years. Others had left Wangque Continent for broader horizons to refine their sword skills.

Thus, he didn’t suspect anything about Zhao Lingfei’s simple hairstyle or attire and even fancied that maybe she knew of his preference for simplicity in dress, so…

“Brother Jiang?”

Zhao Lingfei noticed Jiang Chebai staring blankly at her face, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.

“Ah, no, nothing like that, Master hasn’t sent any letters… Actually, a few days ago, I was handling affairs by the Li River and met a fellow disciple from Taiching Prefecture at the Xinran Sect. He invited me to attend the grand ceremony of his and his fellow disciples’ unions. It was an invitation I couldn’t refuse, so I came today.”

“Oh,” Zhao Lingfei nodded, then suddenly furrowed her brow and asked.

“How is the situation with the Great Demon’s chaos in Zhi Shui Country? Has the culprit been caught? Why would they want to harm the Zhao family’s collateral branches?”

Jiang Chebai, reminded that the woman before him also bore the surname Zhao, paused to think, then began to recount what he knew, avoiding any sensitive details.

After all, knowing too much was not good.

Before long,

the grand ceremony was nearing its end.

In a corner of Wangque Platform.