Was it you that night?
Chapter 222 - 220: This lord does not like Shen Qinghe, and it is absolutely impossible for him to marry her!

Chapter 222: Chapter 220: This lord does not like Shen Qinghe, and it is absolutely impossible for him to marry her!

This question stumped Xiao Bai, "This... is uncertain..."

He felt that his master had special feelings for Fairy Qinghe, always stealing glances at her when there was no need, possibly harboring a secret crush. However, given his master’s unique identity, it was highly improbable that he would marry her.

But nothing in this world is absolute, right? If one day the master could not control his feelings and truly married Fairy Qinghe, that would seem normal?

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Wuya raised his voice, "This Lord would marry Shen Qinghe? Are there no women left in this world? Would I stoop to marrying a chick who can’t even protect herself?"

Shen Qinghe glared at Dongfang Wuya with wide eyes, "So this is what you really think of me?"

He probably sees her as a burden. If it were not for that one night they spent together, he would certainly not marry her.

"What, you feel wronged now? You are not Shen Qinghe, why would you be indignant?" Dongfang Wuya met Shen Qinghe’s aggrieved gaze and instantly became irritated and annoyed.

What did her look mean, was she accusing him of being heartless?

Heaven knows he only saved her life and even provided her with the opportunity for cultivation...

No, this enchantress is not Shen Qinghe, why does he keep getting confused?

"So what exactly does Mr. Wuya think of Shen Qinghe deep down?" Shen Qinghe seized the opportunity to ask.

Previously, out of respect for Dongfang Wuya, she had never dared to consider him, but then Meng Yun intervened, and they became intimate. Dongfang Wuya felt responsible for her, and in a confused mix of events, they planned to marry.

She also asked Dongfang Wuya why he was marrying her, and his answer was that he had to take responsibility for her, or rather, they should take responsibility for each other.

Naturally, this was to be expected, and she had no illusions that he would hold earth-shattering feelings of romance for her. However, hearing the revulsion in his voice made her somewhat uncomfortable.

"How I view Shen Qinghe is none of your concern." Dongfang Wuya replied without a second thought.

This woman, with Shen Qinghe’s face, questioning him like this was quite a bizarre scene.

"Then, could there be a day in the future when Mr. Wuya might come to like Shen Qinghe, and even marry her, becoming daoist companions?" Shen Qinghe persisted.

Dongfang Wuya scoffed at the question, "What is there about her for this Lord to like? Don’t you think her personality is flawed?"

Shen Qinghe glared furiously at Dongfang Wuya, unrelentingly asked again, "Perhaps one day in the future, you might fall in love with her and then marry her?"

Dongfang Wuya now responded decisively, "This Lord does not like Shen Qinghe and will certainly never marry her!"

To be precise, he would not marry any woman.

There was still a battle of life and death to be fought with Shangxuan Yue, and he was not sure if he could withstand Shangxuan Yue, who he even suspected might have already become immortal.

And the Divine Power within him had not yet awakened; he was not necessarily Shangxuan Yue’s match.

Shen Qinghe, merely at the Foundation Establishment level of cultivation, could be killed by a mere flick of Shangxuan Yue’s finger.

If Shangxuan Yue were to come, he would most certainly leave Sky Pole Sect, yet Shen Qinghe could not possibly leave her family behind.

Furthermore, he did not like Shen Qinghe. Given that, why would he marry her?

Shen Qinghe looked at Dongfang Wuya for a while before suddenly asking, "Can you come here so I can touch you?"

She just wanted to know if this man was Dongfang Wuya, and whether the events occurring in this dream were real.

Upon hearing her request, Dongfang Wuya moved further away from Shen Qinghe as if afraid of being defiled by her.

Shen Qinghe had no other choice but to turn to Xiao Bai, "Xiao Bai, can you come here so I can touch you?"

Xiao Bai glanced at Dongfang Wuya subconsciously, and the next moment, Dongfang Wuya cast Xiao Bai out of Bixiao Tower, ensuring that Shen Qinghe could not reach him at all.

Afterwards, Dongfang Wuya ignored Shen Qinghe, and Shen Qinghe did not make a sound either, sitting idly in the Golden Cage.

Dongfang Wuya felt he should focus on the Shen Qinghe within the Xuantian Mirror, even though he didn’t know why he was fixated on watching Shen Qinghe cultivate. The whole thing seemed meaningless to him.

The most laughable part was that while he watched the Xuantian Mirror, his attention was stolen by the woman in the cage.

When she was angry, she quite resembled Shen Qinghe. Although Shen Qinghe was known to have a good temper, rarely showing anger, he could tell that the Shen Qinghe before him was indeed upset.

Could it be that she thinks he should marry Shen Qinghe?

Because the presence of the woman in the cage was so strong, he walked up to it and kicked it hard, "You intrude into my territory, and I am not angry. What do you have to be angry about?"

He should have used torture on her, flayed her skin, dismantled her bones, and made her confess the truth, yet he found himself unable to bear it when faced with her countenance.

Shen Qinghe lazily glanced at Dongfang Wuya and did not respond.

Dongfang Wuya saw this clearly and was truly curious, "As a prisoner, you should look the part. What kind of expression is that? How dare you show contempt towards me?"

Shen Qinghe thought to herself that she had left upon falling asleep, and now she just did not feel like paying attention to him.

She only felt grateful that the marriage had not gone through. At the time, she was utterly confused, acquiescing to whatever he said.

Her mother, when with Shen Zhuo, knew well the vast difference between mortals and cultivators, but Shen Zhuo loved her mother, and her mother fell for Shen Zhuo at first sight.

Even after her mother’s death, Shen Zhuo never stopped missing her.

A union like hers and Dongfang Wuya’s was unnatural. Dongfang Wuya felt no romantic love for her, only a sense of duty, and her feelings for Dongfang Wuya started as respect for an elder. But after becoming more intimate, through daily interaction, she developed more complex feelings for him, though she did not know if what she felt was love.

"I am speaking to you, are you deaf?" Dongfang Wuya raised his voice louder.

The woman in the cage looked at him and then turned to sit with her back facing him.

At this point, he understood that she was silently resisting him.

Despite being his prisoner, she had the audacity to show attitude towards him, with none of the demeanor that a prisoner should possess.

Shen Qinghe did not wish to speak with Dongfang Wuya any longer, and Dongfang Wuya could not be bothered with Shen Qinghe either, and so the room quieted down.

Shen Qinghe sat and dozed off, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

She thought that once she woke up, she would return to reality, but when she opened her eyes, she saw Dongfang Wuya squatting in front of the cage, looking at her.

She glanced around, and in disbelief, she said, "Why am I still here?"

Dongfang Wuya curled his lip sarcastically, "Otherwise, where should you be?"

Did she think just because she wanted to leave his cage, she could?

"No, I shouldn’t be here, I, I..." Shen Qinghe suddenly glared at Dongfang Wuya and without warning, reached out to touch his face.

Dongfang Wuya, completely unprepared, had quite the expression when Shen Qinghe touched his face.

By the time he thought to react, Shen Qinghe had already withdrawn her hand, muttering to herself, "Why is this?"

Why was Dongfang Wuya’s face warm? Wasn’t this her dream?

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Haha, this silly goose is really courting death.