Función clerical

Capítulo 81

This time, it was the Gandharva King who remained silent: "You really... like him a lot."

There's nothing to be ashamed of or deny about it.

Shen Zhili nodded with a wry smile: "...To be honest, I really never thought I would fall for someone like this... He's shameless, unreasonable, persistent, and no matter how I refuse, it's useless. When he talks to me, he always starts by saying how great Zhili is, showering me with sweet words like they're free. Nine out of ten of his sentences sound like lies, but just that one sentence is real enough to make one's heart flutter..." His eyes lowered slightly, "...enough to make one's heart flutter."

Yes, I never thought about it.

Since she had a crush on her master when she was a child, Shen Zhili had a very clear definition of the person she liked: he would definitely be the kind of person who was calm, caring, reliable, and possibly older than her.

But... Su Chenche is completely unrelated.

You probably couldn't find many men more unreliable than him...

They might even forget themselves...

“Wait a minute…” King Gandharva cast a suspicious glance at him. “Is the one you’re talking about really Prince Twelve Nights?… He doesn’t seem like that kind of person at all, the kind who’s shameless, unreasonable, and persistent…”

He could even ignore her seduction...

Shen Zhili asked in surprise, "Didn't you say he treated Ye Qianqian like this before?"

Gandharva King pondered: "...He and Ye Qianqian seem to get along quite well, but he's more of a doting type than a shameless, unreasonable, or persistent pester..."

Shen Zhili: "...Is there a difference?"

King Gandharva glanced at him sideways, and instead of answering, asked, "Why are you so calm? You seem to be showing some pain of being abandoned."

Shen Zhili's voice was rational: "...He didn't abandon me, he just forgot about me." She paused, a faint smile playing on her lips. "Besides, it's really unnecessary to be heartbroken over being abandoned by a man..."

They were simply abandoned.

...Compared to the pain of being constantly abandoned since birth, this is nothing.

Abandoned by her biological parents, abandoned by her adoptive mother, disliked by others, abandoned by her master... She has experienced even more tragic and painful abandonment. Although she is sad now, she can still get by without Su Chenche, and it is not unbearable for her.

Su Chenche doesn't owe her anything, and he has no reason to be good to her... He simply took back those feelings.

King Gandharva suddenly laughed, pulled Shen Zhili into his arms, and said in a light and melodious voice, "I like your personality, it suits my taste... I like you more and more."

Having a beautiful woman in your arms is a wonderful thing, but being held in the arms of a beautiful woman is a creepy thing.

Shen Zhili stiffened: "Don't do this, Your Majesty..."

The Gandharva King covered his mouth with his hand, giggling softly: "...Look how scared you are, hehe, do I look like someone who would do something bad to you?"

Shen Zhili: "..."

You are! You are just like it!

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After traveling around the desert for several days, we finally saw a majestic city tower in the distance, bathed in the glow of a red sun on the horizon, resembling a holy city.

Shen Zhili looked up and couldn't help but sigh, "...So beautiful, but...how can it be so different from Huiyue City?"

Perhaps because she had been enjoying exploiting Shen Zhili along the way, the Gandharva King surprisingly explained in a good-natured manner: "Of course, Radiant Moon City is just a small city that stands like a star and moon surrounding Rising Sun City... Radiant Moon City is the true fortress of the Divine Cult. Alright, let's rest for another night." She turned to instruct the other disciples, "Quickly set up the tents, we can enter the city tomorrow."

That night, Shen Zhili gazed at the vast sky... unable to sleep for a long time.

Sunrise City... Su Chenche is in Sunrise City, right? Will I be able to see him tomorrow?

Tossing and turning, Shen Zhili got up and went to the nearby stream to scoop up a ladle of water to wash her face... The night was deep and quiet, and looking at the dark woods not far away, she was slightly tempted. There was no better time to escape than now...

Should we run?

After hesitating for only a second, Shen Zhili looked behind her, quickly got up, and ran into the woods.

...Although she agreed to leave with Ye Qianqian, in the end she was just afraid that Ye Qianqian would go on a killing spree in Huichun Valley. In any case, she still wanted to return to Huichun Valley. This was not the desolate place where the Demon Sect's headquarters was located, so there might be a chance to escape.

After running for an unknown amount of time, Shen Zhili stopped, panting.

Suddenly, the sound of leaves being stepped on rang out, which was particularly noticeable in the pitch-black forest.

Someone's there!

Shen Zhili became alert, lowered her body slightly, and carefully held her breath.

Suddenly, a hand appeared behind her and covered her mouth before Shen Zhili could react. Something went down her throat, and a sound went straight into Shen Zhili's ears.

"Don't speak."

A clear, cool female voice, belonging to the Gandharva King.

As she spoke, another voice rang out.

"Haven't made a decision yet?" The voice was deep and captivating, slightly hoarse yet adding a touch of magnetism.

My hands clenched unconsciously at my sides, because of that voice...

"The key question is... can you guarantee it once I've made my decision, Prince Twelve Nights?"

The woman's voice, though calm, held a sharp edge and carried a hint of questioning.

"Don't you prefer to call me Su Chenche?" His voice held a hint of amusement.

Shen Zhili's body trembled.

She felt no pain as her fingernails dug into her palm; the emotions that surged within her in an instant were so complex that she couldn't even discern them herself.

What exactly is that...?

Anger, resentment, sadness, heartbreak, jealousy, or something else...

They say they don't care, but when faced with a real situation, how many people can remain calm?

Su Chenche, you've forgotten me, but do you still remember her...?

Su Chenche, since you entrusted her to take care of me, and you knew I was imprisoned on the city wall, why didn't you question her about it...?

Su Chenche, you really...

She struggled violently for a moment, and the Gandharva King swiftly pressed her pressure points.

The voice still went straight to her ears: "Are you crazy? Do you want them to find out..." She paused, "Do you think Young Master Twelve Nights will save you? Can't you see he's with Ye Qianqian now? Even if he still has feelings for you, he won't save you at this time..."

The conversation on the other end continued.

Ye Qianqian seemed to hesitate for a moment: "Why should I believe you? You are currently besieging the city. If I let you slaughter the four kings, I will have no way to restrain you."

"You know, my goal is simply revenge." Su Chenche smiled. "Who the Demonic Sect belongs to is of no importance to me."

Two figures can be vaguely seen through the interlaced leaves.

The woman in red sat beside the man in white, the gentle moonlight streaming down and illuminating them, creating a serene and beautiful scene, like a painting under the moon, a perfect match.

Unable to move, Shen Zhili closed her eyes blankly.

"So what's important to you?" Ye Qianqian asked, her tone sharp.

Su Chenche paused for a moment before slowly speaking, "I didn't really want to tell you. What, do you want to know?"

After some time, Ye Qianqian suddenly asked, "Do you like me?"

Su Chenche seemed to chuckle softly: "I think I already answered you."

"Then answer again!" Ye Qianqian's voice was a little hurried.

Sighing, Su Chenche said, "I like you... You're smart, beautiful, proud, and passionate. What man in this world wouldn't like you?"

This answer did not seem to satisfy Ye Qianqian.

"Su Chenche?" a woman's voice called softly.

"Hmm?" The voice was very gentle.

Shen Zhili bit her lip until blood seeped out, and unconsciously opened her eyes slightly.

Ye Qianqian's fingers hooked Su Chenche's chin. With a sideways movement, she forcefully pressed Su Chenche down onto the soft grass, her dazzlingly beautiful face bearing a complex expression as she pressed him down.

Shen Zhili suddenly closed her eyes, only hearing the sound of clothes rustling.

Meanwhile, Su Chenche placed his hand between the two, supporting Ye Qianqian's shoulder and slowly pushing her away, gently but firmly.

Ye Qianqian seemed unwilling, but Su Chenche had already straightened his clothes and sat up straight.

With his long legs slightly bent, Su Chenche rested his forehead on his hand and chuckled, "Alright, it's time to go back."

Ye Qianqian: "What exactly are you..."

The shifting moonlight outlined the man's handsome features, gentle and touching.

When he doesn't speak but just smiles quietly, he is as perfect as a god untouched by dust.

Looking at the bustling world, I smiled and picked up a flower.

But at this moment, the man's eyes curved into a smile that betrayed no emotion. His amber eyes reflected the starry sky, tinged with a hint of melancholy: "My Zhili... she must hate me to the core now."

Chapter 65

Only when Su Chenche and Ye Qianqian's footsteps gradually faded away did they release the hand covering Shen Zhili's mouth.

King Gandharva breathed a sigh of relief and released Shen Zhili's pressure points: "Luckily, I reacted quickly and gave you a breath-holding pill first, otherwise, with your lack of martial arts skills, they would have discovered you long ago... You're really brave, actually running away on your own. If I hadn't discovered you..."

Shen Zhili turned and walked towards their campsite: "I understand."

Her voice was steady, and she walked steadily as well.

King Gandharva caught up with him, a slight unease creeping into his heart: "Are you... alright?"

Shen Zhili closed his eyes briefly, then punched the tree beside him hard. ...

The branches trembled, and leaves fell one by one.

"It hurts so much." Shen Zhili clutched her hand, which was throbbing with pain, and her face contorted.

King Gandharva chuckled: "If you don't have the skill, don't try to vent your anger by hitting trees..."

The back of my hand was scraped, and blood seeped out. There was a slight, persistent pain, not intense, but it seemed to linger in waves.

...What exactly did Su Chenche mean by those words?

Shen Zhili admitted that her heart skipped a few beats the moment she heard Su Chenche say "my Zhili".

The tender words were almost as if they were spoken before they parted...

But the next sentence...

Does he remember or not?