Transmigrating into the world of Jade Dynasty, I was targeted by the female lead in a reverse romanc

The morning mist was torn apart by the sword light, and then slowly closed up again.

We've arrived at Tongtian Peak.

She landed first, steadied herself, and naturally turned around, reaching out her hand to Jiang Xiaochuan, who was still standing on the sword. Jiang Xiaochuan grasped her slightly cool hand, used the momentum to jump down, and stumbled slightly when he landed.

My legs are numb.

Lu Xueqi pulled him by the arm, and he leaned gently against her side, where she supported him steadily.

"Hey! Look who's here!"

A slightly frivolous voice, accompanied by laughter, came from the side.

Jiang Xiaochuan looked up and saw Zeng Shushu strolling over from the other end of the white marble square, fanning himself with a folding fan. His face wore the same smile he'd had for ten years, a smile that suggested he loved watching the drama unfold.

He took a few steps closer, stopped waving his fan, took it in his hand, and carefully looked Jiang Xiaochuan up and down twice, making "tsk tsk" sounds.

Jiang Xiaochuan wore a light blue long gown today. The soft fabric made him look slender. His hair was neatly tied up, with two small braids on his temples that were finely braided and adorned with tiny white jade beads the size of rice grains, which swayed gently with his movements.

That was made up for him by Lu Xueqi this morning.

"Incredible! Incredible!"

Zeng Shushu shook his head, his eyes sweeping over Jiang Xiaochuan's face and body, finally settling on his face, which was noticeably more radiant than a few years ago, and exclaimed in amazement.

"Old Jiang, oh Old Jiang, it's only been a few years! Tsk tsk, what kind of celestial nectar has Senior Sister Lu been using to nourish you? Look at your complexion, your skin... I say, Senior Sister Lu,"

He turned to Lu Xueqi and winked.

"You really know how to raise a child! Look how well you've raised our Junior Brother Jiang; he's as delicate and beautiful as a young cabbage—no, much more precious than a cabbage!"

Jiang Xiaochuan felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze. He raised his hand to touch his nose, then thought the gesture was a bit silly. He lowered his hand, scratched the back of his head, and chuckled dryly.

"Shushu, please stop making fun of me."

Lu Xueqi didn't speak, and didn't even look at Zeng Shushu.

She simply held Jiang Xiaochuan's hand, gently scratched his palm with her fingertips, and then pulled him along, turning to walk towards the Jade Purity Palace.

His steps were slow but steady, carrying an undeniable air of wanting to separate Jiang Xiaochuan from Zeng Shushu.

Zeng Shushu was completely unconcerned by her coldness, or rather, he had long been used to it.

He chuckled, opened his folding fan with a "whoosh," fanned himself twice, and followed with light steps, walking alongside Wenmin and his two senior sisters, Yu and Lan, who were walking a little behind.

"Good morning, Senior Sister Wenmin and the other two senior sisters." He greeted them with a smile.

Wen Min nodded to him, her expression unchanged, carrying her usual gentleness and aloofness: "Junior Brother Zeng, good morning too. Have all the fellow disciples from Feng Hui Peak arrived?"

"We're here, we're here. My master led us inside a while ago. I just came out for a stroll and some fresh air since it's still early. I didn't expect to run into you all."

As Zeng Shushu spoke, his gaze unconsciously drifted forward, landing on the two figures walking side by side ahead.

Lu Xueqi was tall, more than half a head taller than Jiang Xiaochuan. At this moment, she turned her head slightly and whispered something to Jiang Xiaochuan. Jiang Xiaochuan listened with his face upturned, then nodded, and a very shallow smile appeared on his lips.

Zeng Shushu tapped his chin lightly with his fan, lowered his voice, and sighed in a volume only the three people beside him could hear:

"Look at her, all sticky. Back in the Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament, Senior Sister Lu was such a cold person, she wouldn't say a word. But now... tsk tsk, that's what you call a married person, they're really different."

Wenmin seemed to pause for a moment, very briefly, almost imperceptibly.

Her gaze was fixed straight ahead, looking at the majestic eaves of the Jade Purity Hall at the end of the square. Her tone was flat: "It's a good thing that Junior Sister Lu and Junior Brother Jiang are so deeply in love."

Senior Sister Yu smiled to herself, while Senior Sister Lan coughed lightly and glanced at Zeng Shushu, as if to say, "Say less."

Zeng Shushu shrugged and said no more, but his eyes still couldn't help but dart forward.

He was actually quite curious: these two children already had a pair, so why did they still look like newlyweds?

Lu Xueqi's possessiveness towards her food could be felt even from several meters away.

Old Jiang, too, looked completely at ease...

However, judging from his appearance, he seems to be enjoying it quite a bit.

He shook his head, dismissing these chaotic thoughts. Other people's lives are their own; why should he bother speculating about them?

Jiang Xiaochuan, who was walking ahead, didn't really pay attention to what Zeng Shushu was saying; he was listening to Lu Xueqi speak.

"Why are your hands a little cold?" Lu Xueqi asked softly, her fingertips stroking the back of his hand.

"Really? Maybe it's windy in the morning." Jiang Xiaochuan squeezed her hand, feeling the warmth of her palm while his own hand felt a little cool.

"Mmm," Lu Xueqi responded, tightening her grip on his hand even more.

"Zeng Shushu talks too much and is annoying; there's no need to pay him any attention."

"He was just joking," Jiang Xiaochuan said with a smile.

He knew that Lu Xueqi disliked Zeng Shushu's unconventional personality, and even more so, she disliked his constant staring and scrutiny of her.

Actually, Zeng Shushu didn't have any bad intentions; he just loved to join in the fun and was a chatterbox. But Lu Xueqi didn't defend Zeng Shushu and just let him lead the way.

As we approached the wide stone steps in front of the Jade Purity Hall, several streaks of light swept across the sky from the other side.

The light faded, revealing three figures.

Leading the group was a young girl in red, with a beautiful face, but her brows held an undisguised urgency and some inexplicable complex emotions. It was Tian Ling'er, followed by Song Daren and Zhang Xiaofan.

Almost as soon as Tian Ling'er landed, her gaze swept across the square and then settled on the two figures not far away who were stepping onto the stone steps.

One tall, one short; one aloof, one gentle; they held hands. The taller one tilted his head slightly, seemingly listening to the shorter one speak; the lines of his profile softened in the morning light. The shorter one looked up, a slight smile playing on his lips…

Tian Ling'er's heart felt as if it had been suddenly squeezed and contracted, the pain making it hard for her to breathe.

That was Jiang Xiaochuan, whom she knew yet also found unfamiliar.

Her eyebrows and eyes are still the same as I remember, but they seem a little different.

Her features seemed more defined, and her skin was still fair, but it had lost the slightly thin and immature look of her youth, and had become more lustrous.

Most importantly, it was his aura that was calm, serene, and even carried a softness that one could only unconsciously exude when one is carefully cherished and immersed in happiness.

And the way he looked at Lu Xueqi.

Tian Ling'er had never seen Jiang Xiaochuan look at anyone with that kind of gaze.

Focused, dependent, and with an unguarded intimacy, those eyes were like those of someone immersed in honey and bathed in warm sunshine.

And Lu Xueqi...

Tian Ling'er's gaze shifted to the aloof and stunningly beautiful woman.

She seemed unchanged, still dressed in white as snow, with a cool and aloof expression, and a tall and straight figure like bamboo. No, there were some changes, though.

The aura of unapproachability emanating from her faded somewhat, and when she looked at Jiang Xiaochuan, a subtle warmth, like ice melting and snow melting, appeared deep in her eyes, and...

She still looks slim and aloof, not at all like someone who has given birth to two children.