The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity
Chapter 468 - 466: Wife Ran Away, Childish Ghost Secretly Chases After Wife

Chapter 468: Chapter 466: Wife Ran Away, Childish Ghost Secretly Chases After Wife

"Do I need to say it a hundred times before you’ll believe me? I didn’t kill him."

His voice was somewhat hoarse, his throat uncomfortably choked up.

Qin Zhao had vented all her emotions and stayed motionless in his arms, like a puppet.

"Can’t you just... pretend I remembered nothing?"

"It’s impossible, I can’t pretend nothing happened."

Qin Zhao’s tone had calmed a lot, but it only made Chu Yan more uneasy.

"Let me go."

"I won’t..."

"Won’t let go, will you?"

Qin Zhao directly struck Chu Yan with her spiritual power, sending him flying.

His cold, aloof face now smeared with some blood.

Qin Zhao’s eyes trembled slightly but she still averted her gaze, preparing to leave via sword control.

"You can’t leave."

He was injured, yet he forcibly got up and grabbed her.

Qin Zhao, with her back to him, struggled hard to withdraw her hand.

"You can’t leave."

Chu Yan stubbornly repeated the sentence.

She looked up at the blue sky, her eyes brimming with sourness, her radiant peach-blossom eyes red with emotion.

After a long while, she said softly, "Chu Yan, it’s impossible between us now, let go."

But he still didn’t let go.

He had waited for her for a thousand years, had gone through so much, just to be with her.

How could he possibly let go?

"Want me to let go? Then kill me."

Qin Zhao simply couldn’t kill him; if she could have, she would have done it in her previous life.

She just wanted to leave temporarily to calm herself down.

Right now, her master’s corpse lay before her, all the evidence pointing to Chu Yan, and she didn’t know whether she should believe him.

Besides, Chu Yan had regained his memory.

She hadn’t figured out yet how to deal with this version of Chu Yan.

Even after several hundred years, the scene of her family’s tragic death in her past life was still vivid in her memory.

Should she really be with her enemy?

This made it very hard for Qin Zhao to accept.

Chu Yan would rather have Qin Zhao kill him than be left behind alone.

One wanted to leave, the other didn’t allow it; between their tangles, they inevitably hurt each other.

Realizing he had hurt Qin Zhao, Chu Yan worried, not daring to use his full strength to stop her, nor daring to imprison her as he had in his past life.

In the end, Chu Yan stepped back.

He let Qin Zhao go but left his mark on her.

Chu Yan returned alone to their home in the Imperial City.

At night, the room was pitch dark.

Curled up in the corner of the bed, his head buried in his arms, his eyes involuntarily moistened, dampening his sleeve.

His throat tasted bloody, his body covered in injuries from her.

It felt like there was something stuck in his heart, unbearably uncomfortable.

After a very long time, he murmured, "Why don’t you believe me?"

The words were soft but filled with grievance.

If saying it a hundred times would make Qin Zhao believe him, would make her come back to find him,

then he would tell Qin Zhao a hundred times.

It wasn’t him.

A soft light drifted through the window, a soul floated in.

"Yan Yan, why are you crying?"

Chu Han Xu came to see her son. She had intended to reincarnate, but Black and White Impermanence told her that her son was the King Yan of the underworld.

They told her she needn’t reincarnate and could enjoy blessings in the underworld.

Even as a ghost, she could lead a good life.

So Chu Han Xu didn’t reincarnate and was free to move between the Mortal World and the underworld.

Chu Yan looked up and saw Chu Han Xu.

He couldn’t help but embrace her, tears streaming down uncontrollably.

"Mom, Qin Zhao doesn’t want me anymore."

Hearing Chu Yan’s choked voice, Chu Han Xu was stunned for a long time.

In her memory, her son was always sensible, rarely crying even as a child.

It had been a long time since she’d seen her son cry so heartbreakingly.

"Is there some kind of misunderstanding? Did you have a fight?"

"I... I don’t know."

Chu Yan wasn’t sure if this counted as a fight; it seemed more severe than a fight.

If it came to it, he would find a way to go to the Immortal Realm and call over Nan Xian’s true form.

Let Nan Xian tell Qin Zhao himself that he was innocent!

"Where is she? I’ll go find her."

"I don’t know."

Chu Hanxu couldn’t help but sigh. How could they argue to the extent that he didn’t even know where his own wife was?

Her son usually seemed so smart, so why did he turn so foolish when it came to Qin Zhao?

Chu Yan actually knew where Qin Zhao was, but he dared not go find her.

He cried bitterly in his mother’s arms, which made him feel somewhat better.

"I know where she is. I’ll go find her tomorrow."

"That’s good," Chu Hanxu felt a bit helpless. "If your relationship is so good, she definitely won’t abandon you. If there are any conflicts, communicate with her properly."

Chu Yan’s gaze turned vacant as he remembered events from a past life.

"But before, she really hated me."

"The past is the past, and now is now. If she truly hated you, why would she have married you?"

Indeed, Qin Zhao had even talked about having a baby with him.

Chu Yan wiped the tears from his face, filled with some regret.

If he had known, he wouldn’t have locked up Nan Xian; he could just have let him tell Qin Zhao the truth.

She ended up finding out anyway.

But Chu Yan still didn’t understand how Qin Zhao had found out.

"Calm down for a while. I’m going back to the underworld first."

Chu Hanxu floated near the window then looked back at him.

"Do you want mom to stay with you?"

"No need."

Chu Yan shook his head. After talking with Chu Hanxu, his emotions had stabilized.

"Hmm, then remember to communicate well with Qin Zhao tomorrow."

Before leaving, Chu Hanxu still reminded him.

Chu Yan had wanted to rest for the night and go find Qin Zhao tomorrow.

But lying in bed, he couldn’t sleep at all.

He simply got up, planning to secretly go find Qin Zhao without her noticing.

After Qin Zhao left, she didn’t return to Imperial City.

Instead, she found a small town at the foot of Kunlun Mountain to stay in.

The tourism in Kunlun Mountain was well-developed, and the town had many well-equipped hotels.

Qin Zhao stayed in one of the hotels.

After checking in, she spent a long time staring out of the window, her mind a chaotic mess with memories of her past life and the recent corpse.

Especially when she thought of Chu Yan, her heart ached again.

There was a knock at the door.

The waiter had brought dinner.

The hotel’s complimentary meal was excellent, featuring sweet and sour ribs and braised pork.

These were dishes Qin Zhao loved, but today, just after tasting them, she felt nauseous.

She inexplicably found them too greasy, which made her rush to the bathroom to vomit.

After washing up and coming out, she had no appetite left for the remaining dishes.

"Chu Yan’s cooking is better."

Just as she murmured this, she froze.

Why was she thinking of him all of a sudden?

Qin Zhao pursed her lips, dissatisfied with herself.

But she couldn’t control herself; she kept thinking about things related to him.

Ting ting ting.

There was some noise at the balcony window.

When Qin Zhao looked over, she saw a sky blue plush octopus on the balcony’s railing, slightly larger than an adult’s fist.

The plush octopus had an embroidered expression of being wronged and tearful, looking at her expectantly.

Next to the octopus, there was a small brocade bag embroidered with the character for "fortune" in red.

Qin Zhao picked it up and found it contained several porcelain bottles, all filled with top-grade elixirs.

Underneath the plush octopus’s tentacles, there was a note.

It read two words.

"Eat medicine."

She had suffered some light injuries today when she and Chu Yan had fought.

But she hadn’t paid much attention to the injury, completely occupied with the events of the day.

Who sent this medicine?

Qin Zhao didn’t need to think hard to know.

Sending medicine in such a childish way. Who else could it be but Chu Yan the childish ghost?

She took one elixir, not only feeling better physically but also experiencing an increase in her spiritual power.

After taking the medicine, Qin Zhao noticed that the plush octopus had changed color.

The octopus had turned pink, and its expression wasn’t of being wronged and wanting to cry but a cute pouting face.

(づ￣3￣)づ

The expression seemed to say, "Wifey, you’ve been good and taken your medicine. Give me a kiss."