Chapter 495: Chapter 496: The most beautiful and elusive scenery in the world is nothing more than this.

Yunzhu’s heart skipped a beat, and he immediately stood up to apologize.

“Marquis, I was wrong. From now on, I won’t entertain such thoughts again, and I will ensure the lady’s safe arrival at Youyun Mountain.”

Seeing that Zhao Xiyan’s expression was still unpleasant, he quickly added another sentence.

“…Years ago, when I passed by Youyun Mountain, I stayed there for some time and made the acquaintance of quite a few extraordinary individuals. Once there, I will ask them to look after the lady. These people are all chivalrous and will certainly not let the lady suffer any grievances…”

“What kind of people can you know? I too have studied at Youyun Mountain,” Zhao Xiyan said coldly, cutting off Yunzhu.

Although his expression was still grim, his voice had softened considerably.

Yunzhu relaxed at this point, and his manner of speaking became more at ease.

“Marquis, are you referring to the brief period of study when you were five years old? That’s all long past; those old men you knew are probably all dead by now…”

“Nonsense, how could they all be dead.”

“Could they not be? I’ve heard people say that back then you only talked to the older folks, thinking they had wisdom…”

“Nonsense…”

“…”

As the two conversed, the atmosphere slowly warmed again.

Zhao Xiyan couldn’t help but reveal that Qi Yue was pregnant and instructed Yunzhu to take extra care of her, allowing no mistakes.

Upon hearing this, Yunzhu was also very happy and completely abandoned his initial desire to keep Qi Yue behind.

After a detailed discussion, the two ended their conversation.

It was the latter part of the night by the time he returned to the inn.

In the upstairs bedroom, Qi Yue was sleeping soundly.

A mass of black hair spread across the bed, her snow-white neck shining bright enough to dazzle the eyes under the dim light.

Seeing Qi Yue sleeping haphazardly as usual, Zhao Xiyan couldn’t help but smile.

The night he had intended to confess his feelings to Qi Yue, after he had broken into Qi Mansion, this was the scene he had witnessed.

Seductive and bewitching, tender and graceful.

It was the most beautiful and elusive sight in the world.

He gently stepped forward and tucked Qi Yue’s scattered blanket around her.

Then he sat on the footstool by the bed, gazing fondly at the person in front of him.

This night would pass, and when they would see each other again was uncertain.

Or would they be able to meet at all?

Thinking of the inevitable confrontation with Huangfu Nan, Zhao Xiyan felt somewhat anxious.

Yunzhu’s martial power was not inferior to his own, but he still almost didn’t survive fifty moves against Huangfu Nan and had nearly lost an arm.

Even if he joined forces with Yunzhu, the two of them together might not be a match for Huangfu Nan.

After all, that old man had lived several lifetimes longer than them.

Not to mention his strategy and cunning, just his martial power had reached the Transformation Realm, breaking away from the uppermost limit attainable by humans.

Even if he could convince Shen Gong to turn against Huangfu Nan, it might not be enough to shake the old man…

It was truly a troublesome matter…

“Husband…”

The sudden soft call brought Zhao Xiyan back to his senses, and he quickly smiled.

“Yueyue, you’re awake…”

“Hold…”

The person in bed kept her eyes shut, but her hands were restlessly searching around by her side.

Clearly, she was talking in her sleep.

Zhao Xiyan paused for a moment, his heart instantly filled with a surge of tender happiness.

His Yueyue was becoming more and more inseparable from him.

Even in her dreams.

“Alright, your husband will hold…”

He got onto the bed fully clothed, and immediately, a pair of arms wrapped around his neck, followed by a slender leg over his waist.

“Never sleeping properly…”

He murmured affectionately, pulled over the blanket, and once again covered Qi Yue properly.

The next day, the sky was still covered with dark clouds, and the sound of thunder rumbled relentlessly.

When Qi Yue awoke, Zhao Xiyan was nowhere to be seen.

Thinking that the man had probably forgotten about taking her away, and just as she was contentedly watching the sky, complaining about the weird weather in Gemidu City, she suddenly saw a beautiful monk turn the corner of the opposite corridor.

Generally speaking, it’s hard for a bald man to be especially good-looking.

After all, beautiful hair is one of the essential attributes of a beauty.

But this Yunzhu, even with his head shaved, did not seem out of place; it was as if he naturally had hair on his head.

His head, shining like a light bulb, did not detract from his handsomeness, but instead imparted him with a rare abstemious charm.

Qi Yue compared him with Zhao Xiyan from every angle and decided that her man was best in every aspect, which immediately made her lost interest.

“Hei Lie, that’s Yunzhu, right?”

Hei Lie, who had been following her, took a glance at Yunzhu and respectfully said, “Yes, he has been here since early in the morning.”

Qi Yue fell silent for a moment, “It seems he came last night.”

No wonder Zhao Xiyan did not come back to sleep!

It looked like the two had a lot to talk about!

As she was thinking this, Yunzhu began walking towards her.

White robe, red lips, and around his neck, a string of Zen beads, each foggy black and plump, created a strange harmony with his whole being.

In his left hand was a matching black Zen staff, which emitted a “humming” sound of Zen sounds as he walked.

Stopping three meters away, Yunzhu raised his right hand and chanted a verse.

“Amitabha, the monk Yunzhu pays respects to the madam.”

Being saluted by a monk was a first for Qi Yue in both her past and present life, leaving her somewhat unsettled.

As a soul from another world, Qi Yue held a certain reverence for the divine and the spirit-like.

Monks were no exception to this.

“Hello, Yunzhu… venerable monk?”

“Amitabha, the monk dares not claim to be a venerable one; the madam may simply call me Yunzhu.”

“Alright, Yunzhu it is then.”

“The monk thanks the madam.”

Seeing that Yunzhu was not like other monks with their mysterious and unfathomable airs as though they could see through your past and present, Qi Yue felt much more at ease.

“I hear your martial arts skills are quite impressive?”

Yunzhu paused for a moment and then recited another Buddhist invocation, “They are passable, but not comparable to the Marquis.”

“Oh, did you renounce the secular world because you genuinely saw through the vanity of worldly desires? How come I heard it has something to do with Zhao Xiyan?!”

Yunzhu paused again, seemingly not understanding why Qi Yue would ask such a strange question.

He hesitated for an instant, then raised his right hand and formed a Buddhist gesture.

“Amitabha, there are many who have seen through the worldly desires, but not everyone chooses to become a monk.”

This time, it was Qi Yue’s turn to be taken aback.

Despite the seeming simplicity of Yunzhu’s words, there was a sharpness to them.

How many people in this world claim to have seen through it all, to have given up, but in truth, cannot let go?

Amidst the vast worldly struggles, they seek and flounder, driven by their unwillingness.

The focus of her question was clearly on the latter part, but Yunzhu’s answer skillfully evaded the weightier topic, asserting that he truly had seen through the vanities of life.

Just as Qi Yue was about to ask more, Zhao Xiyan strode over.

“Yueyue, have you made the acquaintance of Yunzhu?”

“…I guess so.”

Qi Yue, rather unwillingly, glanced at Yunzhu and impulsively tugged at Zhao Xiyan’s sleeve, pulling him aside.

“Didn’t you say that if I had any questions, to ask him when he arrived? Why are you interrupting now!”

Zhao Xiyan smiled faintly, his voice lowered.

“You could wait until you’re more familiar with him to ask, he’ll be taking you to Youyun Mountain later, so there will be plenty of time. Besides, Yunzhu is not articulate; asking him so directly might scare him!”

Not articulate? Scaring people?!

Qi Yue’s lips twitched.

“I just asked him whether becoming a monk was related to you, and he parried with wordplay. You say he’s not articulate?! It seemed to me he was deliberately avoiding the issue. Is there something going on here?”