Chapter 360

Clang, bang—

In the brightly lit kitchen of Ji Village, the sound of stir-frying dishes kept ringing out.

For a large prefecture like Fengzhou that only had agriculture, the first snow was also a relatively important festival; after all, it represented the harvest of the coming year.

Besides, the young mistress had returned, which was also a happy event for Ji Village, so holding a banquet was natural.

At that time, Old Qiu was directing in the kitchen, busy and happy.

"Uncle Qiu, which one should we stew tonight? You have the best eye for sheep. Go to the backyard and pick a sheep for the young mistress."

"You guys go ahead with other things, I'll go right away."

Hearing the assistant's greeting, Qiu Zhong rolled up his sleeves and left the kitchen.

As a result, just as he reached the corridor, he caught a glimpse of Cao Jingsong, Ban Yangshu, and others peering through the wooden lattice windows on the stone wall at the courtyard on the west side of the backyard, staring intently and meticulously.

"There is sword energy."

"It must be that he recognized the wrong person and got exposed, angering the small Inspector."

In everyone's line of sight, Ji You and the cold, arrogant small Inspector, who was full of sword energy, left the tea pavilion and headed toward the bamboo forest in the backyard.

Seeing this scene, Cao Jingsong and the others hissed, thinking to themselves that the rebellious disciple was going to get beaten up.

That sharp sword energy made them feel like they were on pins and needles even from across the entire west courtyard, which showed how much danger Ji You was facing at this time.

They couldn't see the two of them anymore, and they didn't dare to use their spiritual sense to explore, but they imagined countless scenes of Ji You being beaten while submitting.

Someone even felt too embarrassed to admit they came to see you, and you still poked at their lie; isn't that asking for a beating?

At this time, the sky gradually darkened, and the cold wind also began to howl constantly. The crowd, who had been mourning for Ji You for a long time, felt a chill, so they wrapped themselves in their clothes and walked to the front courtyard.

Ji You's physical body was powerful; even if he was slashed by the life-bound spirit sword technique, he probably wouldn't die.

The crowd didn't worry too much, and when they passed the kitchen, they couldn't help but look at the dishes for tonight.

At the same time, in the bamboo forest scenery on the west side of the tea pavilion.

Kuangcheng Yan Shuyi looked at the scoundrel in front of her with a cold and arrogant face. After the sword energy whistled for a long time, she cast her eyes elsewhere and, without changing her expression, met his red lips as they parted slightly.

The soft lips touched, and the small Inspector instantly narrowed her eyes, her fragrant tongue probing slightly.

It had been too long since they kissed, and the movements were a bit rusty, but the taste was still sweet.

Ji You held her slender willow waist lightly and kissed her small mouth into various shapes, thinking to himself that although it was still a cold persona, the resistance was very little; she probably missed him for a long time.

This was also normal, because too many things had happened in the past half year.

The struggle for the ruins, the corpse tide disaster, the emergence of the thousand-year aristocratic families; it felt like a century had passed, and missing him was normal.

Even coming to see the child, if she missed her husband, she should just say it.

Even if she was a wielder of the vessel, a goddess revered by the world, missing her husband was not a fault.

Ji You teased the tip of her tongue lightly, and saw Kuangcheng Yan Shuyi squinting her eyes, looking fierce and cute, but still obediently cooperating with his deep kiss.

In the winter season, migratory birds fly south, insects hide underground, so everything around was silent, only the smacking sound was incomparably clear.

The small Inspector's breathing gradually deepened, chasing his tongue and biting lightly, but her buttocks were slapped, and her beautiful eyes instantly became watery.

A long time later, the lanterns were lit, and the red lanterns in the courtyard began to light up.

There were already servants delivering food in the courtyard, going back and forth between the kitchen and the front hall; it looked like they were about to eat.

Kuangcheng Yan Shuyi soon felt the separation of their lips, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she returned to her cold and arrogant state, and without changing her expression, waved her hand to wipe away a crystal clear thread.

Scoundrel, she came to see the child on the way, not to kiss.

With a slap, she punched Ji You in the chest, and Kuangcheng Yan Shuyi walked out of the west courtyard with a cold and arrogant face.

In the front hall of Ji Village, Cao Jingsong and the others were already sitting and chatting.

Soon, they heard footsteps, so they turned their heads to look.

Only to see that under the blue tone of the night, Kuangcheng Yan Shuyi walked over gracefully with her hands folded, nodded lightly to everyone, and then sat down gracefully.

However, everyone's attention was more focused on Ji You, looking him up and down. Strangely, they didn't see any traces of being beaten.

Strange, the Inspector was clearly angry just now; she didn't beat the rebellious disciple to death.

And Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu, sitting on the east side, exchanged glances, as if they saw through everything.

How could she beat him to death? Their own Inspector just looked fierce; she was probably kissed for a long time as soon as they reached a place where no one was around.

The two looked at the Inspector's clearly red small mouth and couldn't help but gossip.

Wen Zhengxin and Pei Ruyi also noticed Kuangcheng Yan Shuyi's red small mouth at this time, whispering with their heads down, but didn't dare to ask.

Just kidding, although they saw the cute and self-deceiving side of the small Inspector, they couldn't forget that this was the woman who guarded the Spirit Sword Mountain dojo when attacking the mountain in the Approaching Immortal Realm.

Although no one knew the inside story until now, it must have been inseparable from her strength.

As for Cao Jingsong, he couldn't help but whisper that it was too majestic; although he had seen it many times, he would still sigh like this every time.

Such a woman was indeed suitable to be the first wife.

He picked up the wine pot to pour himself a cup of wine, just took a small sip, but his gaze couldn't help but glance down.

The silk cloth spread on the tabletop was more than a foot long hanging below, and at this moment, this foot of cloth was constantly shaking, rising and falling like sea waves.

Hmm?

Who is shaking their feet?

At that time, Kuangcheng Yan Shuyi, who was sitting in the position of the mistress, didn't change her expression, eating food in small bites, like a silent goddess.

Ji You was also eating food, and when the plate in front of him was gradually empty, a hint of doubt appeared in his eyes.

Today's banquet seems to be missing the soup that is exclusive to me.

"Wanqiu!"

"Senior Sister Ding Yao, I'm here!"

After dinner, the night was deep, and the red lanterns in Ji Village did not go out.

Ding Yao and Cao Jingsong were drinking tea in the east courtyard, chatting for half an hour, when they suddenly found that Zhuo Wanqiu was missing, so they hurriedly came to look for her.

Hearing the responding voice coming from the west wing, she immediately turned her direction and walked toward the west courtyard.

The west courtyard was the guest room. At that time, Zhuo Wanqiu was poking her head out from the third room.

"What are you doing?"

"The Inspector said she was going to rest later, and asked me to make the bed for her."

Ding Yao followed her in and saw that the bed had been made very flat: "I don't think the Inspector will come back to sleep."

Zhuo Wanqiu lowered her voice: "Will she share a room with the Young Master?"

"Definitely..."

At the same time, in Ji You's room.

The stove filled with charcoal was burned red, and the warmth transmitted filled the whole room.

Kuangcheng Yan Shuyi was sitting in front of the stove, holding a fire hook, trying to place the sweet potatoes in the stove in a position where they would be heated very evenly.

Her shoes and socks were taken off to the side, and her smooth, jade-like snow-white feet were resting on the footstool. Under the illumination of the firelight, they flashed with a soft and beautiful luster. Her exquisite toes were as pink and tender as blooming flower stamens, carrying an elegant and faint fragrance, curling and stretching from time to time, lively and restless.

Ji You came in with a water pot at this time, and while bending down to boil tea, he reached out and flicked those pink and tender toes, instantly causing a whistle of sword energy.

"How is Spirit Sword Mountain now?"

After being separated for a long time, and many major events happened in between, Ji You actually had many questions he wanted to ask.

However, because the meeting was too unexpected, and there were always melon-eating masses around, he could only ask now.

Kuangcheng Yan Shuyi raised her chin upon hearing this: "With this Inspector here, the mountain has naturally stabilized."

"What about Heavenly Jianfeng?"

"Since the great catastrophe, those people have been very quiet, especially Yan Zhong, who has been semi-retired on the grounds of seclusion."

Ji You sat on the chair, a bit surprised upon hearing this: "This doesn't look like the style of Heavenly Jianfeng. I thought they would definitely take advantage of the chaos to seize power."

Kuangcheng Yan Shuyi blinked her eyes: "They have no way, because during the great battle, I took the opportunity to smash Heavenly Jianfeng with the Spirit Sword. The disciples in the sect are not fools. Seeing the ruins that were leveled but had no corpses, they knew that Spirit Sword Mountain was facing a disaster and they ran away, so naturally, they had no face to come out and jump around again."

In fact, after the Zhuang family ancestor died, the two ancestors of the Profound Jianfeng and the Sword Dao Chief Qi Zhengyang had all seen the scene of their own Inspector smashing Heavenly Jianfeng.

Originally, they thought the Inspector was just venting her anger, but they didn't expect the impact to be so profound.

Heavenly Jianfeng, which had lost its dojo, was truly like having its spine broken, no different from the aristocratic families who had lost their ancestral land, and even their speech seemed to lack confidence.

Only then did they understand that the Inspector had still laid out a backup plan for the future at the critical moment of life and death.

Later, Qi Zhengyang also witnessed Ji You manipulating grain prices in an attempt to deprive them of tax levies, and until now, he was still muttering the four words "match made in heaven" on the mountain.

"Did you smash Heavenly Jianfeng after you killed the Zhuang family ancestor?"

Ji You reached out and lifted Kuangcheng Yan Shuyi's jade feet, placing a cotton pad on the footstool.

The small Inspector placed her feet properly and obediently, then looked up at him.

She was as clever as ice and snow, so she naturally understood that what Ji You cared about was not the order, but that after the Zhuang family ancestor died, she actually still had the strength to directly level Heavenly Jianfeng.

In other words, the world felt that her being able to hold Spirit Sword Mountain was already very puzzling, and it was even harder to believe that she hadn't suffered too heavy an injury after killing the Zhuang family ancestor.

This was the biggest unsolved mystery in the joint disaster caused by the thousand-year aristocratic families, and people were still discussing it endlessly until now.

The small Heavenly Academy disciple opened his mouth to probe their Spirit Sword Mountain's biggest secret; this matter was something only her closest relatives could know.