Chapter 64: The Fiancee’s Predicament and an Unexpected Poison

“Oh? No way, no way, my dear wife, you actually made it onto the Heavenly Rankings without telling me! Waaah, do you not love me anymore? My heart is broken, boohoohoo~” Chi Congyu feigned a pitiful expression, gazing at Ouyang Xiyue.

“Ahem, I wasn’t deliberately hiding it from you; I simply forgot to tell you. I’ll be sure to inform you next time. And can’t you act a little more normally and stop calling me ‘my dear wife’? It’s really strange, alright? No matter how you look at it, we both appear to be girls. If others heard that, it would easily lead to wild speculation and create a bad impression. Be good, Congyu, you can just call me Xiyue from now on.”

Ouyang Xiyue, seated on the sofa, watched Chi Congyu, who still maintained her pitiful expression, and sighed helplessly, shaking his head. He wondered how he had ended up with this person; his wonderful life was surely doomed. ‘Ugh, never mind. Since I’ve already agreed to His Holiness the Pope… I suppose I’ll try to slowly accept it and see how things go. Ah, but Ling’er… sigh.’

“Hmm, my dear wife, you’re scolding me! You really don’t love me anymore! Tell me! Do you have someone else outside? Which vixen is seducing my wife, or perhaps a toy boy?! Damn it, don’t let me catch them, or I’ll grind them to dust!” Chi Congyu clenched her fists, speaking with fierce determination.

“Firstly, I am not your wife. Secondly, I don’t have anyone else outside—no vixen, and certainly no toy boy. Although I’ve agreed to the marriage alliance, it can only be considered an un… fiancée… right?! Yes, fiancée. So if you call me wife again, I won’t speak to you. Also, that idea of grinding bones to dust is a bit terrifying, so from now on, just call me Xiyue.”

Ouyang Xiyue finished speaking with a serious demeanor, then looked at Chi Congyu, who was still clinging to his arm, with an expression that clearly asked, ‘Do you understand?’

“Ugh, alright, wif… ah, no, Xiyue. I knew it, Xiyue is the best! You silently climbed into the top ten of the Heavenly Rankings. As expected, you’re truly the person I’ve set my sights on, hehehe (º﹃º ).” Chi Congyu gazed at Ouyang Xiyue with a look of utter infatuation, as if drool might drip from her mouth at any moment.

“Please, Chi Congyu, I swear, you’re probably just after our Lord Xiyue’s good looks, aren’t you?”

Shangguan Yun, standing nearby, muttered exasperatedly. After spending these past few days together, Shangguan Yun seemed to have grown accustomed to Chi Congyu’s attitude towards Ouyang Xiyue, slowly coming to accept it.

“Of course! My wife… bah, no, my Xiyue is a beauty that can topple nations, a peerless goddess. She’s a rare and excellent wife, and to think I met her, then hehehe (º﹃º ). No, that’s nonsense! How could I be such a lecherous scoundrel who covets beauty? I am clearly a manifestation of true goodness and beauty, and I genuinely like Xiyue, hehehe (º﹃º ).” Chi Congyu maintained her infatuated expression.

Ouyang Xiyue, for his part, had grown accustomed to it. He truly hoped that one day, when they were married… and sharing a bed, she would still speak with such fervor.

“Lord Xiyue, a carrier pigeon message. It’s from that fellow, Night Xuehui.”

Just as Chi Congyu was insisting on hugging and being lifted by Ouyang Xiyue, Shangguan Yun opened the door, walked in with a letter, and handed it to Ouyang Xiyue. Ouyang Xiyue immediately saw his salvation!

“From that fellow Night Xuehui? That guy actually wrote to me? Doesn’t she have my phone number? Strange.”

Despite his confusion, Ouyang Xiyue reluctantly opened the envelope, for no matter the contents, he was now out of his predicament.

“Damn it, Night Xuehui sounds a little familiar. Isn’t that the Ye family kid? Xiyue, you really were hiding it from me! You’ve been keeping a toy boy outside! I’m going to find her and grind her to dust!”

With that, Chi Congyu stood up furiously, preparing to leave, but Ouyang Xiyue stopped her.

“Chi Congyu, you stand right there. Stay put in the dorm. Stop imagining things all day long. What ‘toy boy’? Your mind is never on anything serious. That person is just a casual friend of mine. They said they needed me to handle some academy matters, especially since I haven’t been to school for so long. They are, after all, the student council president. Yun’er, find a washboard and make her kneel there. She’s not allowed to get up until I get back. Stay put.”

Ouyang Xiyue finished speaking, then slammed the door and left. At that very moment, Ouyang Xiyue thought, ‘If a tiger doesn’t show its might, do you think I’m a Hello Kitty? Damn it.’ Meanwhile, Shangguan Yun and Chi Congyu were still reeling.

It was a long while after Ouyang Xiyue had left before the two exchanged a look. ‘Was that Xiyue? This is the first time he’s been so forceful. How cute.’

“You wait there. I’ll go to the bathroom and get your washboard. Good luck. I’ll be watching you, so don’t slack off. Kneel properly.” With that, Shangguan Yun went to fetch the washboard, a look of schadenfreude on her face.

As for Chi Congyu… she looked on the verge of tears.

“Damn it! I’m not even married yet, and I’m already kneeling on a washboard? I get it! Xiyue must have accepted me deep down. Yes, it must be! I need to do well!” Chi Congyu excitedly clenched her fists, her face filled with determination.

“Alright, alright, here’s your washboard. You’re overthinking it. Our Lord Xiyue just got annoyed with you. Go for it (ง ˙o˙)ว! The angels are with you. I’m going to check on Moxuan. Don’t slack off; I’ll expose you.” Shangguan Yun said, then departed.

“Just watch me. I will definitely complete the task my dear wife has given me. It’s just kneeling on a washboard? A piece of cake.”

****

The scene shifted to the Student Council President’s office at Saint Sea International Academy.

“Did you need something? You, of all people,” Ouyang Xiyue asked curiously, seating himself on the sofa without invitation, facing Night Xuehui.

“You truly don’t treat yourself as an outsider. Let’s not beat around the bush; what’s your objective?” Night Xuehui propped her chin in her hand, her eyes intently fixed on the casually lounging Ouyang Xiyue on the sofa.

“Given our relationship, of course I’m not an outsider! Objective? What objective could I possibly have? You’re the one who called for me, alright? You’re so strange, you know.” Ouyang Xiyue rolled his eyes at Night Xuehui.

“Indeed, I almost forgot without you mentioning it, my good maid. Of course, you’re no outsider. Now, you use a pseudonym and appear in a mask. These original connections don’t really concern me much, but that alias of yours, Bai Xuehui…” Night Xuehui looked at Ouyang Xiyue, her eyes seemingly containing an abyss.

“No objective. You’re overthinking it. I just purely thought the name sounded nice, though only ‘Bai Xuehui.’ ‘Night Xuehui’ is rather ordinary and quite unpleasant to hear, wouldn’t you agree? If that’s all this is about, then I’ll be leaving.” With that, Ouyang Xiyue prepared to stand and depart.

“Hold on. Did I say you could leave?”

Night Xuehui vanished and reappeared behind Ouyang Xiyue in a flash, then seized his shoulders, pressing him down onto the sofa. Their eyes met, and a strange tranquility filled the air.

“You… you, you… what are you trying to do, Night Xuehui? Harassing me in broad daylight? You, let go of me!” Ouyang Xiyue struggled fiercely, but the person before him maintained a calm expression.

Then… Night Xuehui’s entire body suddenly went limp, collapsing onto Ouyang Xiyue. Her head also thudded against Ouyang Xiyue’s own.

“What the hell! Night Xuehui, what’s with you? What happened all of a sudden? Night Xuehui?!” Ouyang Xiyue shook the person lying on him, wondering what was going on. How could they suddenly faint?

Ouyang Xiyue slowly shifted Night Xuehui away, immediately got up, and placed her on the sofa.

“Magic Sense, Detect.”

A brilliant green light appeared in Ouyang Xiyue’s hand, then slowly enveloped Night Xuehui’s entire body.

“This person… actually poisoned?! To think someone could get the better of her, who could have done this? This poison is curable.”

As he spoke, Ouyang Xiyue used his other hand to cut his own wrist. Red blood slowly flowed out. With swift movements, Ouyang Xiyue guided his fresh blood into Night Xuehui’s mouth…

This poison was easily curable, but it required a large amount of fresh blood. One could tell that whoever administered this poison was somewhat perverse.