Quick Transmigration Sweet Story, The White Moonlight Rescue Plan

"Of course I love him as a person!" Ling Xiao's answer, which was obviously not convincing to Mu Qingyun in front of her.

"What if he has a bad reputation, or is a vicious and ruthless demon?" Mu Qingyun felt that Ling Xiao's answer was too casual and had not been carefully considered.

Ling Xiao nodded without hesitation, "Love!"

"What if he becomes destitute and heavily in debt?"

People in the world despise the poor and love the rich. If he weren't the God of War of the Nine Heavens, with fame and fortune, who would care about this strange freak?

"Loving people and loving things are both all-encompassing loves. Since I have chosen to love him, I will not love him because of his reputation, nor will I like him because of his wealth. Even if he is a villain that everyone hates, or a destitute person with nothing at all, I will accept it with joy."

"What if he has someone else in his heart?" Mu Qingyun pressed Xiaoxiao relentlessly, like a child just beginning his education.

Hearing Mu Qingyun's words, Ling Xiao felt a jolt. [Is this male supporting character testing my acting skills in maintaining my persona? So aggressive, is he trying to make me break character?! No way, I'd rather die than have my persona ruined!]

“Then I will grant his wish. Since I love him, he is who he is, no matter what kind of person he is, what his status is, or what kind of person he loves. He is who he is, and I am willing to go through fire and water for him.”

Is there really such an honest yet foolish person in the world who would have any pity on a freak like myself?

Mu Qingyun, however, saw through the loophole in Xiaoxiao's words, "Fairy, obviously, you don't love Qingyun as much as you promised. You are not single-minded and have your own agenda. You want to get a response from this relationship. Otherwise, you wouldn't be waiting here so desperately to force him to come see you."

"I..." Ling Xiao was speechless for a moment after being confronted by Mu Qingyun's sophistry.

"Don't make promises lightly out of joy, and don't believe things lightly out of love. I think you should know this principle, Fairy. You should ask yourself this question before you come back to prove your feelings to me!" Mu Qingyun suddenly turned around, took Xiaoxiao, jumped down from the tree, and left without taking anything with her.

Ling Xiao watched Ji Xuan's departing figure, unable to calm down for a long time. [Has my acting gotten worse? Even a supporting male character could tell I didn't truly love Mu Qingyun?]

Ling Xiao's inner alarm bells were ringing, and he felt that the mission in this world might be ruined again, but he couldn't contact Yao Yao and could only worry anxiously.

As Mu Qingyun returned to the main hall, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave, constantly radiating cold air.

"Sir, have you seen the fairy?"

Mu Qingyun took the tea that Zhuifeng handed her and took a sip. It didn't have the usual fragrant aroma; instead, it tasted rather bitter. "What kind of tea is this?"

"This is the God's favorite nectar," Zhui Feng said sarcastically, examining the teapot. "Mo Feng just swiped it from the East Courtyard this morning. The fairy brewed it herself. You're in for a treat! The God specially saved a sip for you. I don't even get a taste. And you complain it's bitter?"

The East Courtyard is now where the puppeteers and Si Chun reside. It's not close to the Chaolu Hall, and it takes quite a distance to travel back and forth.

The drink Mu Qingyun is drinking now is one that the puppet deliberately refused.

Mu Qingyun pushed the tea away, saying, "Freshly brewed Ganlu tea will become bitter after half an hour."

"If you don't want to drink it, don't say the tea is bitter. Our fairy is beautiful and kind-hearted, how could she brew bitter tea? You must be envious and jealous of my goddess, that's why you say the tea is bitter. If you're not going to drink it, then drink it!" Zhui Feng glanced at Mu Qingyun irritably, snatched the teacup, and took a small sip.

Mu Qingyun calmly looked at Zhui Feng's face, which looked like a mask of pain after drinking the medicine, and smiled, "So now, does Lord Zhui Feng still think this tea is wonderful?"

Zhui Feng downed the tea in one gulp and continued to stubbornly insist, "How could the tea my deity drinks every day not taste good? You just don't know how to appreciate it!"

Now, looking at people from a different perspective, I never expected that someone as seemingly unyielding as Zhui Feng would be such a chatterbox in private.

The two were facing off when "Mu Qingyun" from the inner room heard the commotion and came out.

Upon seeing "Mu Qingyun" emerge, the previously noisy Zhui Feng fell silent instantly, like a mouse seeing a cat, and stood quietly behind "Mu Qingyun" like a quail.

"You're back... Did you see her?"

Mu Qingyun asked Ji Xuan with a mixture of worry and sadness, while Ji Xuan, with a cold expression, played with the teacup that Zhui Feng had just drunk from, and replied, "Never."

Mu Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief, then straightened her back and said coldly, "I order you to investigate the matter of the Demon Sacrifice as soon as possible. Do not delay. You can focus on investigating this matter for the next few days. You don't need to come here every day to take my pulse."

Ji Xuan stood up and replied arrogantly, "Got it!"

Zhui Feng, who had been watching the show with amusement, now just wanted to give his good older brother Ji Xuan a thumbs up. [This guy's really brave! He actually dared to give Mu Qingyun the cold shoulder?]

"That sweet dew tea was drunk by that scoundrel Ji Xuan, not a drop is left. I'll go and ask the fairy to brew another cup for the High God." Zhui Feng wanted to play the innocent and gain some goodwill.

Zhui Feng glanced at Mu Qingyun's expression and found that she didn't have a cold face, but rather a look of loss.

Is this slightly hurt expression still the same aloof and powerful deity they have?

"Go and help him. I'm worried about him going alone."

"What?!" Zhui Feng nearly tripped and fell to the ground. [This...this...has the High God lost his mind from being locked up here all day?]

Seeing that Zhui Feng didn't understand what he meant, Ji Xuan thought for a while and then said again, "You are my capable subordinate. I trust you to keep an eye on him!"

"Yes," Zhui Feng replied with a serious expression, and immediately followed Ji Xuan ahead.

Mu Qingyun was left alone in the room, staring blankly at the empty teacup...