She became a god

Chen Lai left dejectedly, and Su Mingzhu, strolling leisurely, immediately attracted the attention of most people.

This naturally includes Ji Cunxi.

Just now, Ji Cunxi saw Su Mingzhu secretly fiddling with the jade slip again. Was she complaining to Ye Qingzhou?

Ye Qingzhou had entrusted her with the care of many things, including precious spiritual herbs and fresh flowers that he picked at random.

Ye Qingzhou had once happily brought them to her, begging for her help to take care of them, but quickly forgot about those little trinkets that had once brought her joy.

This left Ji Cunxi with an indescribable sense of loss.

Aren't you going to ask them?

Or do you just not want to talk to me anymore?

Later, Ye Qingzhou changed her ways; instead of giving her gifts, she gave people away.

First Chen Lai, then Su Mingzhu.

Her eldest and youngest disciples were both entrusted to her by Ye Qingzhou.

But his eldest disciple was too well-behaved and rarely took the initiative to seek out Ye Qingzhou.

My little apprentice is too mischievous; he always takes the initiative to go find Ye Qingzhou.

Ji Cunxi knew that his little apprentice had sent Ye Qingzhou countless text messages.

But Ye Qingzhou neither replied to her little apprentice nor came to see her.

Sometimes she felt like a lonely, resentful woman, with her two children, quietly waiting for a letter from her wife who was away on a long trip.

This idea didn't just pop into her head today; she couldn't help but let her mind wander whenever Chen Lai and Su Mingzhu argued.

She knew perfectly well that this was just her overthinking, but she couldn't help but think that way.

why?

Ye Qingzhou, it's all your fault that I'm so unsettled.

How should I punish you next time we meet?

A jar of osmanthus honey wine is too light.

A level-eight spiritual treasure is too heavy.

Ji Cunxi's thoughts kept drifting, so much so that she forgot her eyes were still fixed on Su Mingzhu.

Su Mingzhu, who had been stared at for a long time, couldn't take it anymore and bent down to admit her mistake. "Teacher, I was wrong. I will never tattle again unless absolutely necessary."

Even at this point, she still knew to leave herself a way out. Ji Cunxi didn't know whether to scold her for being insincere or praise her for being clever.

But Ji Cunxi did not choose either of these approaches. She simply asked Su Mingzhu gently, "You've been looking for her for so long, but she refuses to come to you. Why are you still going to look for her?"

"Because I love looking for her!"

"But she doesn't like to contact you, otherwise why hasn't she come to see you yet?"

Upon hearing this, Su Mingzhu felt somewhat disappointed. Her head drooped, and her eyes were no longer as bright as usual.

After a long pause, she said in a muffled voice, "Maybe it's not that she doesn't want to find me, but that her fiancée is too domineering and authoritarian. She didn't come to find me in order to protect me."

"fiancée?"

"Teacher, don't you know that Princess Xu Yao has a fiancée?"

She truly didn't know; no one had told her, and Ye Qingzhou hadn't informed her either.

Ji Cunxi suddenly felt a tightness in her chest; the boy who loved to laugh and eat was getting married soon.

Will the boy who slept with his head on her arm after getting drunk also sleep with his head on his fiancée's arm in the future?

Yes, they might get a little closer. The young man, who has a low alcohol tolerance and loves fruit wine, might slump into his fiancée's arms, sleeping with his head on her chest or her lap...

This is normal; after all, they are fiancées.

But why have I become abnormal?

Three days later, Ji Cunxi inexplicably stopped at a wonton stall.

Those wontons smell delicious, but I wonder how they taste, and whether Ye Qingzhou will like them.

After ordering a bowl of wontons, she wanted to find a place to sit down, but there were too many people.

She looked towards the least crowded area and saw a familiar yet unexpected figure.

"Ye Qingzhou?"

The young man, who was engrossed in his work, looked up, a little soup still on his lips, and waved his left hand to beckon her over.

At the same time, the boy's right hand was not idle either. He used chopsticks to pick up four small wontons and put them into his stomach in one bite.

Having never seen Ji Cunxi in his youth, Ji Cunxi's heart was more tangled than a ball of hemp thread.

When Ji Cunxi finally saw the boy, his mind went blank. He forgot to think and simply sat down next to the boy blankly.

A moment later, she saw the boy staring at her with a furrowed brow. "Why aren't you eating wontons? These wontons are delicious!"

"I'm not hungry."

She heard herself say this, and she saw the boy's eyes sparkling as he smiled and said to her, "Cherishing food is everyone's responsibility. Since you bought it but don't want to eat it, then I'll kindly help you out!"

She then realized that there were no wontons left in the boy's bowl, and he had even drunk all the soup.

A smile spread across her face. "Okay!"

With her permission, the boy took her bowl and began to eat. As he ate, the wontons dwindled, but happiness seemed to overflow from the bowl and flow into her heart.

After a cup of tea, the boy finally looked up from his bowl, and she instinctively handed him a silk handkerchief.

The boy politely said thank you, then haphazardly wiped his mouth clean with a silk handkerchief.

She finally couldn't help but ask, "Why did you come?"

The boy said innocently, "Didn't you ask me to come?"

She was speechless for a long while before finally saying, "Why are you only coming now?"

"Because I have time to handle official business now!"

So... the boy didn't come before not because he didn't want to see her, but because he was too busy.

A feeling of joy welled up inside her, and she couldn't help but feel a little anticipation.

"Do you agree to my proposal?"

In her opinion, since the boy was willing to come, he most likely agreed to her request.

It was always like this; they would argue, but if the boy went to her, it meant he had given in.

But she forgot that she wasn't the only one who invited the boy.

“I oppose your proposal. I was invited by Su Mingzhu to discuss the political affairs of Zhaojiao with you.”

It turns out that the young man came to the State of Yu not for her, nor to bow down to her, but for another woman, to reject her.

After a long pause, she said, "I've always believed that being too utilitarian is not a good thing. We founded Zhaojiao to seek the well-being of women everywhere, not to demand that every woman be strong. Don't weak women deserve our love?"

The young man chuckled and said, "You're confusing the issue. Neither I nor the teachings of the Zhao Sect have ever said that weak women are not worthy of love, nor have we ever demanded that every woman be strong. We simply choose to give more resources and opportunities to women who want to escape their predicaments and improve themselves. What's wrong with that?"

She shook her head. "Resources are limited. If you allocate resources to the strong, then the weak will have even fewer resources."

The young man laughed, “The distinction between strong and weak has existed since ancient times. The strong are destined to have more resources and opportunities than the weak. The Zhao Sect has already provided many weak people with a ladder to transform into strong ones. Should we blame the Zhao Sect for not lifting some women up to heaven if they are unwilling to climb this ladder?”

"Opportunities are earned, and fortune is determined by oneself, not by fate. It's okay for a woman to be weak in strength, but it's terrible if she's weak in mindset, unwilling to change, content with the status quo, and dreaming of instant success. After her dreams are shattered, instead of blaming the group that truly oppressed her, she blames those who helped her for not giving her their entire fortune."

"How can there be such shamelessness in this world?"

Ji Cunxi's face turned pale. Since they met, Ye Qingzhou had never said such harsh words to her.

Although Ye Qingzhou did not name names, she always felt that Ye Qingzhou was making veiled criticisms.