Chapter 103: Ancestral Rules

On the night of the wedding, the walls between the chief and Deputy chief Zong thinner than paper.

The two were both happy and amused but ultimately helpless, scratching their hearts all night.

The next day, the chief dressed and adorned his wife, and the two went to express their gratitude in the palace.

In this dream, Huang Rang was in the palace for the first time.

She followed Di Yiqiu, familiar with the palace path all the way. Suddenly, memories of the last dream flashed through her mind. In that dream, the Di Yiqiu was poisoned by the snake venom here and ran madly.

Clear memories flooded back, and she couldn’t help but hold the hand of Di Yiqiu tightly.

in front of the Yuanrong Tower.

Huang Rang looked around the nine-story-high tower for a long time and suddenly asked, “When was this tower built?”

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Waiting until his indistinct voice stopped, Eunuch Fu said, “Your Majesty, the Chief and Imperial Scholar are here to express their gratitude.”

Emperor Shi Wenyu put away the scripture and said, “Come in.”

Eunuch Fu lifted the curtain, and Di Yiqiu led Huang Rang in for another bow.

Emperor Shi Wenyu still wore a black and white Taoist robe, and his hair was tied up, making him look more like an immortal from the Taoist sect.

“Is the Chief of the Celestial Court accustomed to the post?” he asked casually.

This made Huang Rang even more convinced that the person she met under the tower was indeed him.

Di Yiqiu replied, “If Your Majesty asks this humble official, he is accustomed. If you ask the official’s wife, she is the one who has a harder time.”

Emperor Shi Wenyu chuckled lightly. “Look at that; they just got married and are already protecting each other.”

He seemed indifferent, but Huang Rang was naturally curious—did he have any memory?

“I’m not suffering, just dreaming a lot at night, often confused, and sometimes it’s hard to distinguish between reality and dreams,” she said with hidden meaning.

Di Yiqiu was puzzled, but Emperor Shi Wenyu said, “Dreams are good; young people like to dream. Moreover, if it’s a pleasant dream, can you really tell if it’s real or not?”

It seemed he indeed knew something.

Huang Rang was curious, but she dared not be presumptuous.

This matter was indeed bizarre. If she revealed it all, would Di Yiqiu believe her?

If Di Yiqiu didn’t believe her, how could she prove it to him?

Huang Rang’s mind was in turmoil, but Emperor Shi Wenyu said, “Since you’ve expressed your gratitude, go home earlier.” At the end of his words, he unexpectedly added, “Buy a house.”

…

This emperor seemed to know everything without leaving the tower.

Huang Rang followed Di Yiqiu and seemed to escape from the tower.

Not until she saw the sky outside did she sigh in relief.

Di Yiqiu asked, “You dream a lot at night, and I’m not aware of it?”

Huang Rang held his arm and said, “Let’s talk about that later. Ah, let’s buy a house! Just thinking about going back to the official residence makes my face burn!”

Buy! They must buy a house!

The chief and his wife walked, beginning to inspect residences.

In the inner city, there was a notification pavilion with many sale notices posted.

“For our house, it must have good ventilation, quiet and secluded, and close to the chief’s office… This place is good; the inner city is too expensive.” Huang Rang examined each notice, saying, “The old mansion in the outer city is not useful now; we can sell it for money.”

Suddenly, the chief pointed to a notice and read, “This house is for sale at a low price because the original owner committed suicide by jumping into a well, and the family wishes to sell.”

Huang Rang’s eyes lit up, the two looked at each other, and after a while, they both said, “Let’s go!”

This newlywed couple arrived in the city near the inner city’s protective moat. The moat was connected to the transport canal, bustling with cargo ships.

They walked along the riverbank. The spring chill of March had not completely faded, and the willows were just turning green. The sunlight was soft like gauze, and Huang Rang almost hung on Di Yiqiu.

In the arms of the chief, it was warm and fragrant, full of tenderness.

If life could be like this forever, what more could one ask for?

At this moment, suddenly, there was a commotion from the people on a cargo ship in the river. Huang Rang listened attentively, hearing shouts from above: “Not good, the ship is sinking!”

The shouts grew louder, and the two stopped, looking toward the river from the white stone railing.

Sure enough, a cargo ship was heavily immersed in water, and the hull was gradually tilting.

Approaching the ship, they had no choice but to say, “Save people quickly!”

With the hull half-tilted, it was about to overturn into the river. People on the ship started jumping into the water, swimming towards the nearest cargo ship.

Only the ship’s captain and the merchant still cried and refused to abandon the ship to save themselves.

The chief released Huang Rang’s hand and said, “Wait for me here.”

Huang Rang was surprised. “Can you repair ships?”

What a foolish question! The chief turned to look at her, took a while, and lightly flicked her on the forehead.

Huang Rang saw him tie a rope to the mast of the sinking ship.

Then, the chief, light as a swallow, stepped on the rope and went straight into the sinking ship.

Huang Rang watched as he climbed onto the deck with a touch of purple. She didn’t know what he said, but the voices of the captain and the merchant became weaker.

Later, he went to the small cabin by himself. People around were arguing, but the merchants and shipowners still wanted to abandon the ship to save their lives. It wasn’t until someone shouted, “What are you worrying about? The person just now is the Chief of the Celestial Court!”

With this shout, the surrounding voices suddenly stopped.

The surrounding ships even dropped their anchors one after another, and everyone came to the deck, craning their necks to look at the sinking ship.

About a quarter of an hour later, the ship’s hull no longer tilted. The ship’s captain shouted loudly, “You monkeys, quickly get on board! The chief of the Celestial Court has fixed it for us!”

In a short while, the escaped sailors and the merchant all returned to the ship.

The figure in purple walked out of the cabin, stood on the deck, and suddenly, with a storage artifact at his waist, he formed a seal. A small boat appeared on the river. Stepping onto the small boat, he sailed with the wind to the riverbank, waving to Huang Rang behind the railing.

Huang Rang jumped off the embankment, floating unsteadily, and landed on the boat.

Someone shouted, “Is it the Chief and Third Dream?”

The shouts echoed, and Di Yiqiu waved to the crowd in response. A thunderous sound surrounded them, filled with various cheers.

Some wished them to have noble children early, while others praised their deep kindness and virtue.

Fortunately, Di Yiqiu’s boat sailed downstream, avoiding the crowd.

Huang Rang hid in the cabin, and at a glance, she saw Di Yiqiu’s official attire dripping with water.

It seemed that the ship had indeed leaked badly. She pulled Di Yiqiu over, and the chief said, “The goods transported by the Celestial Court are frequent, and I have been thinking about casting an artifact ship recently. It should be able to sail with the wind and submerge. This boat is just a prototype.”

After saying that, he looked at Huang Rang and asked, “What do you think?”

Huang Rang said, “I don’t understand.”

The chief chuckled lightly, and Huang Rang added, “But I think it’s amazing.” She approached the chief, twisted his wet clothes, and said, “I think my husband is amazing.”

The chief said, “Madam is humble.” After that, he took out an artifact for drying clothes and was about to dry his clothes when Huang Rang said, “Once, in my dream, I slept with my husband.”

The chief’s hands abruptly stopped, then he asked, “And then?”

Huang Rang said, “I couldn’t speak and am unable to speak. My husband often dressed me, helped me wash, and even… bathed me.”

“Is that so?” The chief frowned and asked, “Why can’t you speak? Can’t you?”

Was this the key point?

Huang Rang whispered, “I don’t know. But at that time, I always wanted to ask my husband, ‘Am I fair?'”

The chief put the clothes-drying artifact aside, and Huang Rang approached him, her beautiful eyes enchanting. She touched her own waistband gently and said, “I want to ask my husband if my waist is slender… and my legs…”

The chief fixed his gaze on her slender white neck, his Adam’s apple moving slightly. His voice became hoarse. “Then… I must take a closer look.”

After saying that, he turned and closed the cabin door.

The small boat floated along the water, swaying a few times.

The chief earnestly and carefully looked several times in a row but couldn’t give a definite answer in the end.

His eyes were all immersed in a paradisiacal land. For a moment, his soul seemed to drift away, blending into the water, unaware of his surroundings.

Meanwhile, Huang Rang listened to the sound of water in her ears, the flowing stream whispering, passing through a century of her time.

In her line of sight, the rocking cabin and the undulating back felt like the most passionate moments of her life.

“Di Yiqiu, can we never wake up from this dream again, okay?” Her voice was fragmented and lingering.

But Di Yiqiu didn’t answer; his nasal sound was deep, and sweat dripped like rain, making it impossible for him to respond.

Yuhu immortal sect, Luofu Hall.

Xie Lingbi sat on the bed, holding a snuff bottle in his hand. In the slender bottle neck, black smoke emerged in waves. He absorbed it all, and behind his head, a black mist slowly rose, taking the form of a skull, fangs exposed, as if trying to tear everything it touched.

One skull became two, and two became three, struggling in the black mist.

And the black smoke in the snuff bottle gradually dwindled.

Xie Lingbi suddenly opened his eyes, and the black mist disappeared almost entirely.

He raised the jade bottle in his hand and smashed it to the ground. There was a loud bang, and shattered jade splattered everywhere.

Outside the door, no disciple dared to enter. He overturned the low table on the bed with one hand.

“What a useless skin!” He lowered his head to inspect his own body, his voice full of disgust!

On the wall, the Eyes of World Perception were fixed on Xie Hongchen, who was coming from outside the mountain.

His roots were exquisite, not only in swordsmanship but also in every move. Step by step, like walking in a gentle breeze, his clothes shimmered with radiance.

Xie Lingbi reached out his hand and gently touched him through the Eyes of World Perception, muttering for a long time, “It’s still you. It’s still you, Hongchen. I truly… love your body.”

Meanwhile, in the Eyes of World Perception, Xie Hongchen walked while pondering about something.

— Huang Rang got married.

With the son of Emperor Shi Wenyu.

In this lifetime, unexpectedly, there is indeed a woman who would reject him. What is she doing right now?

She mentioned in the dream that we had a hundred years of master-disciple relationship. Is there any truth to this?

If there is, it’s unbelievable. If not, where does the Heart Sword come from?

His steps seemed guided by consciousness, and he arrived at the Luofu Hall. Before reporting, a voice came from inside: “Come in.”

Xie Hongchen stepped inside and sat down opposite Xie Lingbi.

Xie Lingbi asked, “Regarding that girl, where did the Heart Sword come from? Have you found out?”

Xie Hongchen said, “She insists on claiming extraordinary encounters in her dreams and refuses to tell the truth.”

“Dream encounters!” Xie Lingbi snorted coldly, “If she can’t explain the source of her techniques, accuse her of stealing sect secrets and punish her for her crime!”

“Punishment?” Xie Hongchen’s heart sank suddenly.

Xie Lingbi sneered, “Otherwise? Stealing knowledge and techniques from the sect, doesn’t the Yuhu Immortal sect have rules?”

“We do.” Xie Hongchen hesitated and said, “For those who steal knowledge and techniques, their cultivation should be abolished, and their spiritual roots should be removed. They should be prohibited from re-entering the immortal sect for eternity.”

“Then what are you hesitating for?” Xie Lingbi said, “Why not hurry up?!”

Xie Hongchen said, “But she is now an official of the court. I’m afraid, Emperor Shi Wenyu…”

“Emperor Shi Wenyu!” Xie Lingbi’s voice rose significantly when he heard those three words. “What a joke! When has the Yuhu immortal sect ever needed to consult him?”

Xie Hongchen could only say, “Yes.”