039 I Want to Stay by Your Side

The recording of the third episode of the variety show also concluded smoothly. Everyone left the school, preparing to return to their respective destinations. Security guards blocked many fans and passersby. The car was parked ahead; Jiang Zeyu walked alongside Qu Wan, getting ready to board. Just as they were about to get in, a girl broke through the security’s restraint and ran toward Jiang Zeyu. She grabbed his arm, her eyes red, and called out anxiously, “Brother.” The security guards immediately rushed over, but Jiang Zeyu glanced at them, and they didn’t proceed further. “There are a lot of people here. Let’s talk later?” The girl nodded vigorously.

Qu Wan didn’t recognize the girl—was she a fan? But she didn’t quite seem like one. Jiang Zeyu—

Seeing Ling Yi’s smile, Yazi couldn’t help but recall that moment in the Xuejian Sect. Ling Yi had used this wicked, charming smile to subdue the entire sect. Lin Feng stared at Su Qing in astonishment; he had never expected such an effect. Lin Feng knew his best friend Su Qing all too well—although he acted flamboyant in daily life, whenever things got serious, he’d shrink back. He’d never pursued anyone, let alone been pursued himself.

Yet in their minds, Xuan Potian was neither impulsive nor rash; he was calm, steady, and full of depth—a figure they all respected. “Everyone, pay attention. He’s very likely to have accomplices lying in ambush somewhere. He’s here to scout the way and lure Qi Er out. Once Qi Er appears, they’ll pounce and capture him. I’ve seen their tactics before. At my age, nothing escapes me,” said an old man in his fifties.

Wu Yong was speechless. This man always seemed to veer off topic—what started as a wager suddenly turned into talk of the martial world, leaving everyone somewhat bewildered.

When Ling Yi was undergoing Ling Zi’s trial, he had used this very move against her, achieving notable results. Ling Zi was quite familiar with it, which made her well-equipped to judge the power of this sword intent.

“Yes, because his military camp’s defenses were weakest, I found a way to control him and used his troops to deal with Rusba and Ao Gu,” Qingxin replied confidently, as if everything was within his grasp.

What should he do now? After much deliberation, Qingxin decided to fill his stomach first, then take on a sect assignment—ideally one that paid immediately.

How could this be? The operation was so secret, intended to disrupt their drug deals, yet suddenly they found themselves surrounded.

“Excellent! Ha ha… Truly worthy of being my grandson, Qin Junzheng! You have my spirit!” Qin Junzheng exclaimed joyfully upon hearing this.

Ji Yunye, helpless, cradled her in his arms, bought a lotus lantern, wrote “May I and Mian’er become a couple” on the oiled paper, placed it inside, and reverently set it afloat on the lake.

She forced herself to rationally consider the consequences of this matter, only to realize that a passionate man was truly not suited for her. Luckily—luckily, she had always kept her heart for Brother Ye.

Song Ruyu, half skeptical, took out the leftover healing salve from Lin Sixian and gave it to him, then returned to her room and started pondering the princess’s intentions.

“Others don’t know my background, and Mother certainly doesn’t either…” Yet she still handed the kitchen over to Aunt Wei to manage! Could it be… she intended to use Aunt Wei to deal with them?

Uncle Ding offered further explanation. It turned out that ancient martial arts were divided into several realms, classified by strength.

“Don’t worry, with Mom’s help, you’ll definitely succeed.” Cuiyun still aspired to be an Empress Dowager, wielding power with a single hand.

Zhang Shijie was originally a drinking buddy and business partner of Shanshan—they were quite close. Months ago, Zhang Shijie quietly headed north to join Shanshan, though he said he wanted to keep a low profile for the safety of his family. Shanshan figured it’d be best for him to handle external intelligence work, so he wouldn’t often be in the country.

After racking her brain, though unable to decide the exact time for their arrival, she planned to call her aunt first, have Ouyang Yu pack his luggage and prepare to depart, so that when the time came, he could leave without delay.