Madam Bai was taken aback and looked at the table in front of her—sure enough, there was only one chopstick. Oh dear, what kind of behavior is this! A new bride has entered the family, and even the servants are so negligent and careless. If word gets out, people will think that the Bai family is mistreating their daughter-in-law. The culprit is naturally the eldest son who doesn't care about his wife! How can a neglected daughter-in-law be respected?
Madam Bai glanced back and forth between her son and daughter-in-law with a mixture of pity, indignation, and anger—her son had always been a good son, well-mannered, polite, and an outstanding person—it all started because of that woman!
After finishing his meal, Bai Mo didn't linger and left early. Ning Xian caught up with him after only a few steps.
"Wait a minute." She called out to him from the courtyard. Bai Mo stopped, but did not turn around.
"Your mother told us to go back together, but you told me to pretend, and you ran off first?"
Bai Mo turned around in confusion, but he couldn't see any reluctance or hypocrisy on her face—could it really be that he was being petty?
"I can consider what you said last night, but I have some conditions, and you must abide by them one by one!"
Bai Mo hesitated for a moment, then said, "Please speak."
"The first thing is that during our honeymoon period, you can't go anywhere. You have to stay here and keep me company!"
...Okay, she admits she misspoke. It was "stay and act with me"—but did she have to frown so much? Did she think she was some hot potato that everyone wanted to fight over? Who told her she'd rather face this "husband" who only had a beautiful appearance but an unbearable personality, staring at each other and disliking each other, than go and "chat" with her mother-in-law again.
However, it's clear that... Bai Mo couldn't understand.
Why did this woman go back on her word? Last night she clearly—no, she didn't agree at all last night! Bai Mo narrowed his eyes slightly. His appearance was elegant and refined, and the way his eyes were slightly narrowed gave him a unique charm.
Last night, she only said "I understand," but did not agree before saying "see the guest out."
He actually overlooked this point!
“I’m sorry, I can’t do that—I won’t waste my time on people who mean nothing to me.”
Ning Xian stood there leisurely. "Don't I get anything out of this deal? Just to be your wife in name only? -- Oh, can I consider this a deal?" In all her dealings with others, she's always the one who ends up crying, never the one who suffers a loss. Now he wants her to do all the work for free? Does he think being a "wife" is a life of luxury?
Bai Mo looked directly at his new wife. It seemed he had indeed underestimated her—after all, she was the daughter of the Qiu family, a business family.
"I will naturally give you the benefits you deserve—you can do whatever you want with the money that is in my personal name."
"Who cares?" Ning Xian expressed her utter disdain. Putting aside the Bai and Qiu families, just considering the two of them alone, the money she amassed in the Netherworld each year was probably many times more than that of this young master Bai, who still had a master above him. She could easily take over any slightly profitable gang under her name, and the annual allowance she received would be enough to live comfortably for a year. Why would she care about his meager allowance as a young master?
"It seems... we can't reach an agreement?" Bai Mo had already gotten the result from her face.
"That seems to be the case—if you insist on not agreeing to my conditions."
Bai Mo turned and walked away coldly—he did need a wife who could play along with his act, but need wasn't a necessity. Even if he felt guilty, he could only fulfill her requests within the limits of what he could give, and beyond that, he couldn't compromise. Besides… this "wife" didn't seem to need his "guilt."
Ning Xian stared at the graceful white figure gradually disappearing into the distance, her eyes narrowed, revealing a faint, sinister aura that even her makeup couldn't conceal—you white-haired bastard! Just because I haven't shown my teeth doesn't mean I'm a pushover. Girl, I'll make you regret refusing me today! It's time to show you the [Jialing] of the Demonic Sect's Netherworld Heaven!
Chapter 6 The Bai Family's Daughter-in-Law 2
Last night, the eldest young master slept in the study again and still did not go into the bridal chamber.
When Madam Bai heard the news, she was at a loss for what to do. Her son kept neglecting his wife and wouldn't listen to her advice.
Just then, my wife arrived. After greeting her good morning, she said, "Mother, I want to discuss something with you..."
"My dear child, why are you being so polite with your mother? Tell me what you want to say."
"Mother... your daughter-in-law wishes to... depart for her homecoming today..."
"Uh? But it's not until tomorrow..." Madam Bai's last sentence turned into a sigh. Ning Xian pressed on, continuing, "Mother, I know this may not be in accordance with custom. Tomorrow is the day for returning home, but the journey is long, so I'd like to set off as soon as possible..."
"Sigh... Good child, it's the Bai family that has wronged you, and it's so kind of you that you've never complained. ... Alright, I'll send someone to call Mo'er back so we can travel together."
"Go on, go on, you'll never find your precious son. I saw him with my own eyes; he didn't go to the accounting office, he seemed to be heading far away—who knows if he went to his little lover's place for an affair. It's best if she doesn't find him, she can go 'back to her parents' home' alone. If she does find him, she'll have to figure out a way to keep him from coming."
As expected, the servants searched in vain, and Madam Bai was in a great hurry. Ning Xian, however, had already leisurely prepared to go out. He only asked someone to tell Madam Bai, and then he hired a carriage and set off alone.
The Bai family's carriage couldn't be used because she had no intention of "returning to her parents' home"—if those two old monsters at home, who were businessmen on the surface but were still from the Demonic Sect at heart, knew her "husband's" attitude, wouldn't they come to demand an explanation? Since she didn't intend for her "husband" to come along, she naturally couldn't go home.
Ning Xian dismissed the hired sedan chair halfway through the journey, removed his conspicuous hair bun, changed to a horse, and rode swiftly towards the Netherworld.
—Youmingtian, also known in the martial arts world as Youming Sect.
Under the leader of the sect, Dongfang Qingming, there are two assistants, a white-robed left envoy and a black-robed right envoy, to oversee the sect's affairs.
The sect is divided into two factions: the main sect "Netherworld Heaven" and the branch sect "Paradise Heaven" which specializes in poisons and assassinations. Each faction is independent and has its own leaders and protectors responsible for managing and handling its affairs.
Speaking of the protectors of "Netherworld Heaven", they are naturally the eight classes of Netherworld Heaven. Under the two leaders, [Heavenly King] Mufei and [Naga King] Longjue, there are [Yaksha King], [Gandharva King], [Rahu] and [Ketu] who share the position of [Asura King], [Garuda King], [Kinnara King], and [Mahoraga].
And their little tail, [Kalavinka] Ningxian—commonly known as the "Ninth Division".
The Netherworld has the Eight Legions, while the Paradise has the Four Spirits. Under the Dust-Kite Master are the Dragon, Phoenix, Qilin, and Tortoise.
Although the numbers seem to show a huge difference in the membership of the Netherworld Heaven and the Blissful Heaven, the Blissful Heaven, though small in size, is not to be underestimated in its role of assassination. It is unclear when exactly, but the two factions seem to have gradually developed into irreconcilable enemies, with the Netherworld Heaven entrenched in the east and the Blissful Heaven in the west, a true case of "internal strife".
A black horse neighed as it entered the gate. The guards watched in surprise as Lady Jialing, who looked completely different from usual, dismounted. Her pink and purple dress was astonishing—when did Lady Jialing become like a delicate flower? Ning Xian paid no attention to the gazes of others, habitually tossing the reins to them before walking through the gate.
"Ning Xian?"
Turning her head, she saw a white figure running towards her from the other end of the courtyard. With a bright smile, she happily went to greet her, "Yulin~!"
The newcomer was a boy of about fifteen or sixteen, dressed in clean and neat white clothes. He had delicate features and a handsome appearance, with the thick eyebrows and big eyes of a boy, but also a shy and pretty look that comes with being underage and not yet able to distinguish between genders. The two of them hugged each other like children, rubbing against each other.
"Yulin, it's been a while since I've seen you. What did Jiletian send you to do this time?"
"No, it was just a routine mission. I went home on the way—never mind that, Ning Xian, they said you got married? Your attire..."
"Yeah, yeah, isn't it tacky?" She laughed and twirled around, even giving him a flirtatious wink. The unpleasantness of getting married couldn't affect her good mood at all. Yu Lin looked at her very seriously and said quite frankly, "No, it looks great." He said it so earnestly that he unconsciously became shy. Every time Ning Xian saw him acting like this shy, timid boy and good boy, she couldn't help but go crazy, grabbing him and rubbing against him tightly. "Yu Lin~~ You're still the cutest~~ I really want to marry you!"
Although he had heard these words many, many times, he still couldn't help but blush slightly. Suddenly, he remembered that Ning Xian was already married, so he should be more discreet and quickly separated.