Tian Miao and Tian Xun, this pair of martial sisters, not only have a skewed perception of the “Wife-Enhancing Little Overlord” but it seems their understanding of Ying Bing is also a bit off-kilter.
In Tian Miao’s eyes, if she had to describe Ying Bing in just two words, it would probably be “terrifying.” Regardless of being a peer or a woman, even from her fortune-telling expertise, Ying Bing exudes an immense pressure.
“Senior Sister, you must be lying to me! The Cold Fairy’s description of her isn’t the same!”
On their way back to Ziyang Mansion, Tian Xun whispered.
What do you expect?
What were you chatting about with the Cold Fairy? Was it about her husband? Could her lips be turning up at all?
Well, it’s true that Ying Bing isn’t adept at smiling in front of strangers, but her lips are betraying her a little.
But what could Tian Miao say? Should she declare that the Cold Fairy isn’t really like that and Tian Xun just stumbled upon her only happy topic?
Tian Miao fell silent for a moment: “…..Ah, right.”
Seeing her senior sister finally concede, Tian Xun let out a satisfied hum and skipped over to Ying Bing.
This time she had a mission.
Yantian Sect is the realm of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths with the most well-connected news and intel, and they obviously can’t rely solely on fate technique. First, fate techniques can’t be used frequently, and second, fortune-telling can seem rather blurry and vague, only providing a rough direction.
For detailed information, they rely even more on disciples coming down the mountain to gather intelligence.
This is what’s referred to as “interviews.”
Tian Xun came along with her senior sister this time to conduct interviews with Ying Bing and Ke Mo.
“How did Young Hero Ke meet the Cold Fairy?”
“I grew up in his house.”
“Wow, childhood sweethearts, with innocent connections!” Tian Xun donned her glasses, clutching a little notebook while jotting down notes and asking:
“Was Young Hero Ke a genius since childhood?”
This was a well-known fact to anyone familiar with Ke Mo.
Tian Miao opened her mouth, about to say that Little Ke’s start in martial arts wasn’t great.
Then Ying Bing mumbled while pondering: “Indeed, he’s a little genius.”
Tian Miao: “?”
Well, that was unexpected.
Of course, she had no idea.
In Ying Bing’s mind, he was the little devil king from Qinghe County that even the teachers at school would call a prodigy, claiming they can’t teach such raw talent.
“It is widely said that Young Hero Ke is open and upright, a true exemplary gentleman. Is he really like that in private?” Tian Xun asked again.
“This…..” Upon hearing the term, Ying Bing could not help but curl her fingers, tightly clutching her doll.
Now it had to involve a deeper question.
Does being playful conflict with being a gentleman?
“Do you know the young master Shao Yun of Da Shang?”
“Ice Sister said he’s renowned for his poetry and is regarded as the exemplary gentleman, the first young master of Da Shang?”
Tian Xun smiled confidently; who didn’t know that? Yantian Sect has abundant records on ancient gentlemen.
“Exactly! Ke Mo can be compared to him…”
“Wow, that’s a high praise!”
“Emmmm,” Qin Yuzhi showed a pondering face.
Yantian Sect’s records likely didn’t include that Young Master Shao Yun had a fondness for delicate feet and a stash of unique picture books under his bed…
Tian Miao was starting to lose it: “Junior Sister, don’t write that down yet. Hearing from others is never as good as a face-to-face.”
“That’s true.”
Tian Xun nodded, having more questions ready for Ying Bing:
“Ice Sister, will you and Young Hero Ke be together for a lifetime?”
“If a person only has one lifetime,” Ying Bing’s gaze softened, but her tone remained unwavering.
“How frustrating! If I could become an immortal, I’d tie you two together with a red thread,” Shang Qin Qing’s ambition had never been so high.
But no one really knew if there was an afterlife.
A little monk mentioned there might be once, but now he couldn’t confirm either.
If there is…
“Are you going to get engaged soon? Have you prepared anything for him? Like some of his favorite things?” Tian Xun further asked.
“His favorites….” Ying Bing paused, realizing that perhaps he didn’t need anything extra prepared.
But writing that down in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Chronicle didn’t seem right, did it?
“Ice Sister, don’t you know his likes?”
“I think… he should like everything.”
“Oh, I see…” Tian Xun pondered for a moment, suddenly coming up with a shocking idea:
“Why not cook him a meal?”
Shang Qin Qing: “!”
Qin Yuzhi: “?”
“…..” Tian Miao pulled out some jerky and took a couple of bites, intending to claim she had eaten already—this was the divine foresight of Yantian Sect’s Holy Maiden.
“Why is everyone making that face?” Tian Xun asked, confused.
Ying Bing pursed her lips: “I also have my own cooking shortcomings…”
“Is that so?” Tian Xun finally realized, but then beamed and said, “No problem! My cooking skills are pretty good; my dad and master both praise my cooking as if it’s heavenly. I can cook with Ice Sister!”
“Their intention might not mean it’s good,” Tian Miao quickly tried to dissuade.
After the first dish, you won’t ever want a second.
Who continues to indulge in a once-in-a-lifetime delicacy, really…
“Really?” Ying Bing’s eyes lit up.
“Absolutely,” Tian Xun promised.
“Then let’s head to the kitchen. Recently, Ke Mo… has been really hungry! Teach me a few more dishes!”
“I must help Ice Sister take down Young Hero Ke’s stubborn appetite!”
Tian Miao: “We’re doomed.”
Separate, these two were already extreme in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, but now together, one dared to teach, and the other dared to learn.
It wasn’t just about the appetite; Ke Mo himself was being completely conquered.
Before long, the girls arrived at the Ke Mansion in Ziyang Mansion.
Just as they entered the backyard, they spotted Ke Mo, Huang Donglai, and Murong Xiao huddled together.
Lao Huang had recently hit a bottleneck in his inner view. Because his path was rather unconventional, he was exchanging ideas and looking for ways to break through with everyone else.
Upon seeing Tian Xun, he was a bit surprised.
“Ah, so it’s Junior Sister Tian Miao; she’s one of us!”
A spark of fate lit up in Ke Mo’s eyes.
“Young Hero Ke, this… this is my wedding gift for you,” Tian Xun said, now in the presence of Ke Mo, her previous playful demeanor suddenly turned bashful as she took out the prepared gift from her spatial pouch.
It was a pair of precious sandalwood pillows, worth a fortune.
“Too kind! I will give you the wedding gift money in advance!”
Without hesitating, Tian Xun accepted the thin red envelope.
It’s traditional to give out bright money at weddings, typically not too much—ordinary folks might give a few copper coins, while wealthy families might give a small gold bean.
This… um?
Tian Xun tilted back slightly, her brain smoking at the sight of the gold ticket inside the envelope marked with ‘Thirty Thousand Liangs.’
It is said that Young Hero Ke is generous and chivalrous.
But this was a bit over the top!
“Junior sister should have a mission, right?” Ke Mo casually asked.
“Correct! I’m here to interview Young Hero Ke and Ice Sister, so I hope you two can cooperate!”
“Let’s get started then.”
“Wait… before we proceed, I have something to prepare; I must surprise Ice Sister!”
“Huh? What surprise?”
Ke Mo was momentarily taken aback; this information wasn’t present in the divine insights of fate.
“Not telling you yet.” Ying Bing pulled Tian Xun and left the backyard.
Ying Bing’s surprise…
Little Ke was feeling a bit giddy with excitement.
But if he knew the backstory, he might very well snatch back the wedding money he just handed over.
