For Lan Xin’s sneaky ambush, Jiang Xuan was left utterly dumbfounded.
But thinking something as trivial as this could rattle him? No way!
Without missing a beat, he shot back, “Little Xin, come on! We’ve been an old married couple forever; no need to flaunt our love in front of Ling Yun! You might as well go and—”
Before he could finish, Lan Xin planted a kiss right on his face and spun around, strutting out of the little wooden house like she owned the place.
Jiang Xuan was left blinking in utter shock, completely blindsided by the sudden attack.
After that little episode, Jiang Xuan turned to Golden Spirit Cloud and said, “Uh… Little Ling Yun, if you can’t remember anything for now, don’t force yourself. And hey! You used to call me Brother Xuan, don’t be so distant! As your older brother, I’ll take good care of you.”
“Mm-mm! Even though I can’t remember the past, you give me a sense of familiarity,” Ling Yun replied, looking a bit sheepish. “Sorry for the trouble with my amnesia, Brother Xuan.”
Jiang Xuan: “!!!!!!!!!”
At that moment, Jiang Xuan was anything but calm.
He had never met this Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon before, yet she claimed to feel familiar with him.
This meant she had seen him before her memory wipe.
According to Lan Xin, the Golden Dragon clan had been wiped out thousands of years ago. So, that only left one possibility: Ling Yun had encountered him before the disaster.
Internally, Jiang Xuan was in a tizzy:
【This is not good! I barely remember anything from that past life thousands of years ago. I have no clues about this Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon; what if there’s bad bl**d between us? From what I’ve seen with some rebellious disciples, that lifetime seemed to tick off quite a few folks. This is really not looking good!】
Shaking off his spiral of panic, Jiang Xuan quickly asked his trusty system in his mind, “System, is there any chance of recovering memories from amnesia caused by a lightning tribulation?”
“Ding! To the host: If you have a top-grade holy medicine to repair the soul, recovery is possible. However, under normal circumstances, it’s irreversible. Unless, of course, the amnesiac experiences the most memorable event from their past again, there’s a tiny chance they might get their memories back,” the system replied.
Jiang Xuan: “……”
Hearing the system’s response gave Jiang Xuan a little relief.
In his opinion, the most significant event for this Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon was obviously the annihilation of her clan—an event that definitely couldn’t be replicated.
Right now, she didn’t remember anything, and it was safe to assume she didn’t even realize she was a dragon. No need to be worried!
Calming down, Jiang Xuan replied with a smile, “Of course you feel familiar, Little Ling Yun! I’ve been your doting brother for twenty years, after all. What matters is you’re awake; now you should rest in the wooden house for a bit. I’ll check if Little Xin has prepared the ingredients. I’m going to whip you up a delicious feast!”
“Okay, thank you, Brother Xuan…” Ling Yun said with a smile.
……
Outside the wooden house, Jiang Xuan stood by the lake when Lan Xin popped up next to him.
“Master, don’t worry; I’ve fully comprehended the script you prepared. I’m going to play my part as your wife perfectly!” she said with a grin.
Jiang Xuan: “????????”
“Little Xin, you’ve completely messed up my plans! Why are you diving into your role without a care? I wouldn’t even mind if you were playing a maid, but this? What are you going to tell Liu Yun when she comes back? Are you not going to keep your other role?”
“Uh… No worries! Master, I have a plan. A few days before Lady Liu Yun arrives, we’ll just tell that Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon that we’ve gotten a divorce!” Lan Xin assured him.
Jiang Xuan: “……..”
“Little Xin, you’re seriously adding drama to your own life!”
“Master, don’t worry! I’m well-practiced; I’ve read plenty of human dramas and have grasped the essence. Plus, you’ve already been, um… well, let’s say I have all the right references to pull this off. I’ll just pretend for a few days, and as long as you cooperate, Lady Liu Yun will be none the wiser, and I can keep my horns too!”
“Sigh, Little Xin, please say less in front of Ling Yun. I’m really afraid you’re going to dig a grave for me!”
As Jiang Xuan finished, Lan Xin eagerly nodded, “Understood! I’ll follow your lead, Master! Oh, by the way, if you don’t mind me asking, are you planning to use this Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon against Lady Liu Yun? But she’s injured and has amnesia. If she has all this power but can’t use it, she might not even be able to handle me, let alone Lady Liu Yun…”
“Little Xin, that’s a tad over the edge. You know the saying ‘a blind punch can knock out the master,’ right? Once she’s healed, she can still give you a good beating,” Jiang Xuan chuckled. “Now, don’t try to second-guess my intentions. If you really understood, you wouldn’t be my master and I wouldn’t be your servant. Also, please stop meddling with my plans!”
Lan Xin: “……..”
Inside the house, Ling Yun gazed down at her hands on the wooden couch, murmuring to herself, “Is he really my brother? Why does watching him interact with his wife ignite a strange urge to destroy everything within me…? His face… where have I seen it before? I feel like I’m not an ordinary person; what kind of past do I bear? Is this the start of my new life?”
……
Not long after, a delicious aroma wafted into the room.
Ling Yun couldn’t resist the urge to leave the wooden couch.
Upon stepping outside the wooden house, she found Jiang Xuan grilling meat by the lakeside.
At that moment, Jiang Xuan noticed Ling Yun’s arrival. “Little Ling Yun, how’s your recovery going? I was just about to bring you some grilled meat! Didn’t expect you to come out on your own!”
With that, he handed her a skewer of grilled meat.
Watching that scene, Lan Xin huffed slightly, “Dear hubby, are you being a bit biased here? If you’re giving her something, I want it too!”
Jiang Xuan: “????????”
At that moment, Jiang Xuan was utterly dumbfounded:
【Holy moly, Little Xin has really got herself into character! I clearly told her to stop adding drama to her own plot!】
Feigning nonchalance, he quickly handed her a skewer, “Here, your grilled meat…”
Just then, Lan Xin’s eyes sparkled as she continued, “Hubby, this is so lacking in sincerity. You really need to feed me the meat yourself…”
Jiang Xuan, caught off guard by Lan Xin’s antics, privately decided that once Ling Yun returned to the wooden house, he was going to hold a serious discussion with her about curbing her dramatic tendencies. She was getting too carried away.
Meanwhile, Ling Yun, who had been silent for a while, suddenly spoke up, “Brother Xuan… could you, um… feed me the grilled meat?”
Lan Xin: “????????”
