How to capture the system fairies as wives

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"What are your plans for the future?"

"Just relax with her for a while."

Chen Yin's eyes softened: "She has been a little too tense these days."

I have been immersed in the Buqi Mountain on that day. I have been immersed in the tombs of the Yumeng people.

She finally got out, let her rest for a while.

The Immortal Lord glanced at him, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Hmm... well, there's something I want to say, but I don't know if I should say it or not..."

"I know what you want to say."

Chen Yin stretched out his hand to block the sunlight above his head.

"I can already feel it. It shouldn't be long."

"how long?"

"…Maybe half a year?"

The Immortal Venerable stopped talking.

The atmosphere was a little dull for a while, and it took a long time before the Immortal Lord's sigh was heard.

"Alas. It's such a pity that you and I are not from the same generation after all."

"If you were born a thousand years earlier, or I died a thousand years later."

"It would be such a wonderful thing to have such a close friend."

"Right now, even though I know in my heart that you will return to your own era sooner or later, I still feel a little reluctant to let you go." He smiled self-deprecatingly.

Chen Yin also remained silent.

...Since the thirty-day heavenly tribulation ended, Chen Yin had vaguely felt it.

An illusory wave was attracting him.

Reminding him that this was not the place that belonged to him after all.

Tell him it's almost time for him to return to his own time.

Maybe in half a year at most, he will return to his own era.

To Chen Yin, everything here was just a big dream.

"Have you figured out how to tell her?"

Chen Yin was silent for a long time before he shook his head bitterly: "No."

"I dare not say."

"I'll tell you sooner or later." The Immortal Venerable also rested his head on his arm, holding a grass root in his mouth and muttering, "Although I don't know who used great magical powers to send you to a different time and space."

"However, the Great Dao of Time is one of the supreme great ways and must not be easily violated. The consequences will be disastrous."

"After all, you are not from this world. If you need to leave, then leave."

"It's better to suffer a short pain than a long one. It's better to tell her the truth directly. Maybe she will have time to digest this pain during this period."

Many complex emotions flashed across Chen Yin's eyes, and in the end he just sighed silently.

"let me try."

280. I see you every day and still like you so much

When I returned to the wooden house, Yu Ling was standing alone in front of the tombstone behind the house.

Fallen leaves covered the ground and covered the tombstones.

Chen Yin stared at the tombstone, watching the leaves covering it one by one, and suddenly Yu Ling's voice rang in his ears:

"Chen Yin."

"I'm here."

“…Let’s go somewhere.”

"Where do you want to go?"

"Anywhere is fine." Her slender eyes slowly drooped, "Come with me to relax."

"Well... there are lanterns in the state capital tonight."

Yu Ling nodded.

In the evening in the city, people are celebrating the Fengxiang Festival.

Fengxiang Festival is a local festival in Ziqingzhou. It is said that a man and a woman fell in love in the place where spices were grown and stayed together for life.

After the story spread, there were always couples in love who would secretly get married on this day, and over time it gradually evolved into a festival similar to the Qiqiao Festival.

The streets and alleys are bustling with activity.

The hawkers were shouting their wares.

The girls were choosing their cosmetics, holding small fans, and flirting with each other's beloved boys with blushing faces.

The scholars and young men recited poems and composed couplets and sang loudly in the restaurant.

"Speak of it."

"I think I haven't been out for a long time."

"It's so nice to watch these young people talking about love passionately under the flowers and the moon." Yu Ling suddenly sighed.

Chen Yin couldn't help but laugh: "Why does your tone sound like that of an old lady in her seventies or eighties?"

"I'm tired, that's it." She hung her head listlessly, looking like she had no interest.

Chen Yin suddenly saw someone selling peach blossom wine on the roadside.

"Homemade peach blossom wine? Buy one get one free?"

"Aren't you interested?" Chen Yin turned his head and looked at her.

"Not interested." Yu Ling waved her hand disdainfully. "How good can the wine brewed by ordinary people be?"

"Think about me, the Immortal Yu Ling. I also drink immortal wine! I am an old wine god who can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. How could I possibly look down on this kind of——"

A quarter of an hour later.

"No more!? Why is that all?"

The owner of the wine stall said with a bitter face: "Girl, I just make a little money from my own wine, not from a big winery."

"You've already taken twenty jars. There really isn't any left."

Yu Ling, who was standing aside, looked at the empty jars all over the floor and burped slightly. Her pretty face was still flushed and her eyes were confused and aggrieved.

"what……"

"But there's only this little bit, it's not enough to drink..." She pouted her red lips and kicked the empty jars in grievance.

"It's low in strength and sweet and sour. You can finish it in one go without feeling anything."

Chen Yin paid the money and comforted the owner of the wine jar, then came back and said helplessly:

"If you really like it, I'll ask the boss how to brew it, and I'll brew it for you next time."

Yu Ling suddenly turned her head and stared at Chen Yin with her big watery eyes.

Chen Yin was still a little dazed, so she turned around and took Chen Yin's hand.

Pulling him, he ran on the busy street.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"I don't know!" she cried. "We'll just go wherever we want!"

Amid the huge crowd, the two figures looked like fish swimming upstream in a river.

They passed each other silently, as if only each other's shadows were left in their sight.

Chen Yin also held Yu Ling's little hand tightly.

Her palms were delicate and soft, and felt like silky satin in her hands.

Back then in Yushan.

Sometimes she also liked to hold her and Xiang'er's hands like this.

Walking through the woods of Yushan.

Running around in the flowerbed of mist flowers.

"Chen Yin! I want to eat this!"

She ran to a vendor selling candied haws, pointed at the candied haws and started shouting.

Chen Yin had just bought it for her. She took two bites and frowned in annoyance.

"Hmm... so sour."

"If you think it's sour, don't buy the candied haws."

Chen Yin was about to make a teasing remark when Yu Ling immediately reached out and stuffed a half-eaten candied haws into Chen Yin's mouth, stopping him from saying anything else.

"Uh-huh."

Chen Yin hummed twice incoherently, and the sour and sweet taste of candied haws came from his mouth.

...and the lingering fragrance of Yu Ling's lips.

"whee."

Seeing that he was choked and speechless, Yu Ling grinned.

"You little rascal, let's see if you dare to talk back to me." She raised her little head with a pouty look.

Chen Yin hadn't heard her call herself the big sister for a long time.

For a moment, the cute and lively girl in the floral dress in front of him seemed to have turned back into the innocent and unrestrained fairy Yu Ling.

He silently swallowed the candied haws in his mouth, then smiled and lowered his head.

"I'm sorry, big sister. I know I was wrong."

Yu Ling reached out and touched his hair with satisfaction.

"good."

"Big sister will take you to celebrate the festival."

She took his hand again and ran.

After eating the candy man, I found a few shops selling osmanthus wine and fruit vinegar.

I bought a sachet and a hairpin, and hung one around her waist and the other on her head.

Along the way, Yu Ling became obviously more and more excited and lively, looking around excitedly, as if all the previous haze had been swept away.

Chen Yin saw it all in his heart.

He was relieved, yet a little distressed.

...How should I tell her that I might be leaving soon?