Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

"Actually, the angrier you are, the happier I am, because it proves that you like me more."

Duan Zhengchun lowered his head, pinched Li Mochou's chin, and said with a smile.

Li Mochou snorted and pushed Duan Zhengchun's hand away, complaining, "You already have a junior sister and Lu Wushuang, why are you still bothering me?"

"How shameless of you to have an affair with both of them, master and disciple!"

Although it's still the same problem, the attitude and intention are completely different.

"Have you forgotten that my name is Duan Feng, the 'wind' of 'debonair and dashing'? I've always been a sentimental person, and to me, each of you is equally important."

“I was really heartbroken to see you leave the Tomb of the Living Dead in a huff.”

Duan Zhengchun smiled guiltily, put his arm around Li Mochou, and sat down in a chair. He spoke earnestly in an incredibly gentle voice.

Li Mochou looked sad and slowly said, "Actually, I didn't leave because I was angry. My junior sister was willing to give up the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra in order to get back the silver hairpin you gave her. In this respect, I am not as good as her."

"The reason I left was because I never imagined that my master wasn't truly disappointed in me back then, and that he had always hoped I would return..."

"I've let my master down..."

As she spoke, a tear slipped from the corner of her eye, and she bit her lip sadly.

Duan Zhengchun slowly reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of Li Mochou's eyes, and said softly, "Since she has passed away, there is no point in dwelling on the past."

"What you need to understand is that she hopes you will change your mind and definitely doesn't want you to go back to the old ways."

Li Mochou nodded vigorously, as if she had made a great decision.

Duan Zhengchun said nothing more, holding Li Mochou tightly in his arms and gently stroking her hair.

Li Mochou's face flushed as she gently leaned against Duan Zhengchun's chest, savoring this moment of tenderness.

Duan Zhengchun hesitated for a moment, then pinched Li Mochou's chin and lowered his head to kiss her.

Li Mochou took a heavy breath, nervously pushed Duan Zhengchun away, and said shyly, "I have already become a nun, and you are a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect. Wouldn't our actions be unacceptable to worldly customs and etiquette?"

Duan Zhengchun gazed deeply into Li Mochou's expectant eyes and said in a deep voice, "What kind of ridiculous rules are these? No one can stop me from wanting you now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Zhengchun tore off his Taoist robe and carried Li Mochou inside.

Soon, Li Mochou was gripping the gauze curtain with one hand and Duan Zhengchun's hair with the other, her expression constantly changing, her whole body turning bright red.

Duan Zhengchun squatted on the ground, using all his skills to make this day an unforgettable one for Li Mochou.

"Lingbo...is she still outside?"

"If you'd like, you can have her come along!"

"You...you're so mean!"

"So do you like it?"

"I...I like it...ah..."

Outside the guest rooms, Hong Lingbo stood quietly at the door. She had already driven away all the guests in the two guest rooms on the second floor and did not allow anyone to approach.

She could hear everything that was happening inside, and her face flushed slightly. Recalling what had happened on the mountaintop that night, her breathing became rapid, and she couldn't help but reach her hand inside.

"what!"

After an unknown amount of time, the wind and rain finally stopped, the day came to an end, and night fell.

On the street, pedestrians who had stopped to listen to the noise took one last look at the wide-open window on the second floor, then dispersed with laughter.

Inside the room, Li Mochou looked up at Duan Zhengchun, who had gotten up and closed the window, her face turning bright red. Embarrassed and indignant, she burrowed into the covers.

Duan Zhengchun pulled Li Mochou into his arms again, a satisfied smile on his lips, and whispered, "How do you feel?"

Li Mochou nodded shyly, then buried her head under the covers, too afraid to come out.

Duan Zhengchun took Li Mochou's arm and saw that the mark of virginity had disappeared. He then affectionately kissed the back of Li Mochou's hand.

"Junior Sister, Miss Wushuang, and me..."

"Among the three of us... who did the best?"

At this moment, Li Mochou suddenly asked a question cautiously.

"You want to compete in this too?"

Duan Zhengchun chuckled and couldn't help but shake his head.

"Tell me, who did it well?"

Li Mochou nudged Duan Zhengchun and continued to press him for answers.

"Of course, it's my Mo Chou."

Duan Zhengchun smiled helplessly and said softly.

Upon hearing Duan Zhengchun's answer, Li Mochou couldn't help but laugh out loud. She suddenly spun around in the blanket and almost kicked Duan Zhengchun in the chin.

Immediately afterwards, Duan Zhengchun was stunned. He didn't expect Li Mochou to suddenly bite him, and for a moment he felt as if his soul had left his body.

Soon, another major battle was about to break out.

...

The next morning.

When Duan Zhengchun slowly opened his eyes, he found that Li Mochou was nowhere to be seen, and even the Taoist robe he had torn the night before was gone.

Duan Zhengchun frowned, hesitated for a moment, then got up, put on a robe, and walked out of the guest room. He looked around and found that Li Mochou and Hong Lingbo were nowhere to be found.

When he returned to his room, he inadvertently saw a letter left on the table. After opening it and glancing at it, he realized that Li Mochou had already left.

The letter mentioned that she planned to temporarily return to Chixia Mountain Villa to live in seclusion for a while, and that they would meet again if fate allowed.

At the end of the letter, Li Mochou also mentioned that Hong Lingbo had told her what happened on the mountaintop that night, but she was not angry.

Having already broken with worldly etiquette, she wouldn't care about sharing a husband with her disciple.

Upon reading this last paragraph, Duan Zhengchun couldn't help but smile. In any case, from now on, Li Mochou would no longer be the Li Mochou of the past.

Duan Zhengchun glanced around the room, his gaze lingering briefly on the scarlet mark on the bed before he dressed and left the inn.

Tomb of the Living Dead.

When Duan Zhengchun returned to the ancient tomb late, he ran into Granny Sun.

"Look how tired you are. Didn't you go back to the Quanzhen Sect all night?"

"Do you know that the girl waited for you for half the night?"

Granny Sun gave Duan Zhengchun a stern look and then scolded him with dissatisfaction.

Duan Zhengchun clasped his hands in a fist salute and smiled, "Some things have delayed me. I hope Long'er isn't angry?"

Granny Sun raised her head and snorted coldly, saying, "I don't know if the girl is angry or not, but I am very unhappy. How can I entrust my daughter to you if you act like this?"

Upon hearing this, Duan Zhengchun was taken aback for a moment, then immediately forced a smile and hurriedly helped Granny Sun sit down on a stone bench. He asked with concern, "Grandma, were you injured yesterday? How badly? Let me take a look."

As Duan Zhengchun spoke, he began to examine Granny Sun's injuries.

After examination, it was found that Granny Sun's injuries were not serious, indicating that Li Mochou did not really kill her yesterday.

Even so, Duan Zhengchun still personally treated Granny Sun's injuries.

Seeing how sensible Duan Zhengchun was, Granny Sun couldn't help but smile, and her attitude towards him changed even more.

"Master, big brother?!"

Just then, Lu Wushuang slowly walked out of the ancient tomb. Upon seeing Duan Zhengchun, she called out to him with delight and quickly approached him, carrying the tray in her hands.

"Grandma, have some tea."

But then she noticed that Granny Sun was looking at her strangely, so she quickly stopped smiling, placed the tray on the stone table, and began to pour tea for Granny Sun.

"Alright, you don't need to do these things like serving tea and water anymore. I'll take care of it. You just focus on practicing your skills with your master."

But Granny Sun waved her hand, took the teapot, poured Duan Zhengchun a cup of tea herself, and then slowly walked into the locust grove.

Lu Wushuang was stunned for a moment, looking at Granny Sun with some surprise at her sudden change in attitude, and couldn't help but smile.

Duan Zhengchun looked at Granny Sun, who was still busy in the locust grove despite being injured, and smiled as he picked up his teacup and took a sip.

Actually, Grandma Sun may seem to have a fiery temper and be cold to everyone, but deep down she is a kind-hearted person with a sharp tongue but a soft heart.

"Shuang'er, where is your master?"

After hesitating for a moment, Duan Zhengchun turned to look at Lu Wushuang and asked softly.

"They should still be resting. I waited for you until very late last night before I went to sleep."

"Where's Li Mochou? Is she alright?"

Lu Wushuang pointed to the ancient tomb and asked a question out of curiosity.

"It's all over now. You go practice your skills first, I'll go find your master."

As Duan Zhengchun spoke, he stood up, touched Lu Wushuang's cheek, and walked straight into the ancient tomb.

After what happened yesterday, from now on, no one will stop him when he comes to this ancient tomb...