Was it you that night?
Chapter 113 - 111: Wuya Gets Jealous

Chapter 113: Chapter 111: Wuya Gets Jealous

Before Shen Qinghe could finish, Dongfang Wuya abruptly stood up, looking down at her from above with condescension, "You want to get married, and I truly have no say in it, so I wish you and Xu Jun a prosperous lineage!"

Having said that, he left with a flick of his sleeve.

Cai Xin rushed out to see what had happened and soon returned to report to Shen Qinghe, "Young Lady, I just saw Mr. Wuya leave the Divine Sword Villa."

Shen Qinghe nodded slightly, "Mr. Wuya is a cultivator, and it was always known that he would leave one day."

Cai Xin snorted lightly, "It’s good that he’s gone, acting all high and mighty like a young master, as if the Young Lady owed him something. But isn’t it good that the Young Lady is getting married? Why did Mr. Wuya get so angry? Could it be that Mr. Wuya likes the Young Lady and got jealous seeing her marry someone else?"

Shen Qinghe’s brow furrowed slightly as she rebuked in a low voice, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Cai Xin playfully stuck out her tongue, "Right, right, I was mistaken. How could Mr. Wuya, a cultivator, possibly fancy the Young Lady?"

To Shen Qinghe, Dongfang Wuya was a passerby; in the evening before she went to sleep, she thought of Dongfang Wuya’s face and felt she would probably never have the chance to see him again.

The next day, Shen Qinghe began preparing for her marriage.

Xiao Chen sneaked into Divine Sword Villa, ran into Shen Qinghe, and tried to take her away, but Shen Qinghe ordered her people to oust him from the Divine Sword Villa.

He realized that he was powerless in the Illusory Realm and could only console himself that it was all an illusion, but watching Shen Qinghe get married was still unbearable for him.

At that moment, he discovered that his affection for Shen Qinghe might be deeper than he had imagined.

Without realizing it, he found himself in a tavern, only to discover that Dongfang Wuya was there alone, drinking.

He sat down opposite Dongfang Wuya and poured him a cup of wine, "Does Mr. Wuya have a way to take Qinghe out of the Illusory Realm before she gets married?"

If they could leave the Illusory Realm, all their problems would be effortlessly solved.

"Shen Qinghe must break through her own Heart Demon by herself, others cannot intervene. I see that she’s immersed in the Illusory Realm and has no intention of leaving," said Dongfang Wuya mockingly.

Xiao Chen couldn’t help feeling disappointed, "Even Mr. Wuya has no solution?"

Dongfang Wuya did not want to sit with Xiao Chen and got up to leave the tavern.

He pondered what kind of Illusory Realm this was — the Demon must have seen Shen Qinghe’s inner conflict to draw her easily into this Illusory Realm.

What was Shen Qinghe’s biggest inner conflict? Was she eager to get married to restore the honor of Divine Sword Villa, so was she concerned about Shen Zhuo’s coma due to her in the past?

If Shen Qinghe could never break through her Heart Demon, would they be trapped in the Illusory Realm forever?

What did the Demon seek to gain from Shen Qinghe?

Time passed day by day, and as the day of Shen Qinghe’s marriage to Xu Jun approached, Dongfang Wuya still had not found a way to break the Illusory Realm.

Although he told himself that it was only an illusion, and even if Shen Qinghe married Xu Jun, it would be false and should not be taken as reality, he was getting increasingly anxious.

Meanwhile, Shen Qinghe was blissfully unaware, preparing for her wedding, never knowing that several men were troubled by her upcoming marriage.

Yan Changsheng, unable to think of a better solution, discussed with Xiao Chen and the two decided to abduct Shen Qinghe on the eve of her wedding, thereby ensuring the marriage could not proceed.

Everything was ready, and they stormed into Divine Sword Villa under the cover of night, but before they could enter the Side Courtyard where Shen Qinghe resided, a group of swordsmen appeared, blocking their way.

Whether it was Yan Changsheng or Xiao Chen, both had high cultivation bases, but in this illusory realm, they were just ordinary people, without any inner strength, naturally unable to withstand the siege of so many martial arts experts.

Although Yan Changsheng brought many experts from the City Lord’s Mansion, every disciple of Divine Sword Villa was adept in swordsmanship, and the people he brought were ultimately completely annihilated.

In the end, they couldn’t even see Shen Qinghe and were driven out of the Divine Sword Villa.

"It’s still the young lady who has the foresight, already prepared. Otherwise, she really would have been taken away by the Young City Lord, and tomorrow’s wedding would not happen," Cai Xin said excitedly.

Before, Yan Changsheng stepped on the young lady’s face, yet today he comes to snatch a marriage. What on earth is Yan Changsheng plotting?

"I just hope that tomorrow’s wedding can proceed smoothly," Shen Qinghe said as she pulled out the Wuya Sword and began to meticulously clean it.

Cai Xin looked at Shen Qinghe carefully wiping the Wuya Sword and suddenly remembered Dongfang Wuya’s face: "Could it be that Mr. Wuya’s name is fake since it is the same as the young lady’s sword?"

Shen Qinghe, recalling Dongfang Wuya’s aloof demeanor, laughed and shook her head: "Mr. Wuya is too proud to engage in such acts."

"The way you speak, young lady, it’s as if you know Mr. Wuya very well—someone who doesn’t know better might think you and Mr. Wuya are acquainted," Cai Xin teased.

Shen Qinghe suddenly remembered what Dongfang Wuya had said, that she was in an illusory realm...

In that instant, the image of a figure in red flashed through her mind. She didn’t have time to capture it carefully before losing consciousness.

Cai Xin was startled and hurriedly pinched Shen Qinghe’s philtrum.

Shen Qinghe opened her eyes groggily, meeting Cai Xin’s worried gaze.

"Are you alright, young lady?" Cai Xin asked anxiously.

Shen Qinghe felt hazy and realized she seemed to have forgotten something.

Cai Xin served Shen Qinghe as she lay down to sleep, all the while muttering, "If I had known, I would not have mentioned Mr. Wuya. As soon as the young lady heard Mr. Wuya’s name, she fainted. It wasn’t some sorcery he cast on the young lady, was it?"

Seeing the young girl mutter on, Shen Qinghe smiled gently: "He’s not that kind of person."

"There you go again, acting like you know Mr. Wuya so well," said Cai Xin as she slapped her own mouth as a reminder not to mention Dongfang Wuya again.

Shen Qinghe tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Perhaps it was because Cai Xin kept mentioning Dongfang Wuya that every time she closed her eyes, his image would flash through her mind.

She didn’t know when she fell asleep, and once she woke up, she felt like she had a very long dream. She couldn’t assemble the people and events of the dream into a complete picture.

Afterward, old women and maids flooded into the Side Courtyard to wash her face and dress her up.

Once she was dressed in the Phoenix Crown and Rosy Clouds Robe, standing inside, her radiant appearance drew astonished gazes from everyone.

She looked at the faces around her, feeling both unfamiliar and familiar, always sensing something was amiss but unable to recall what it was.

When she put on the red veil, her vision obstructed, she quietly waited for the auspicious moment to arrive.

It was dusk when the formal wedding ceremony took place.

The day was calm, without any incidents. That is, until she, holding one end of the red dowry cord, entered the living room with the man in a red wedding robe.

She absentmindedly looked at the groom’s long legs, feeling that they didn’t seem like Senior Brother Xu’s legs, which didn’t seem this long.