The journey from Kunlun Mountain to Jiangzhou was long, requiring a flight.
For Fairy Hundred Flowers and Lüluo, it was their first time on an airplane.
Ye Qiu patiently helped them fasten their seatbelts. As the plane prepared for takeoff, he advised, “It’ll shake a bit during ascent, but don’t worry. Stay seated, and you’ll be fine.”
“Mm,” Lüluo nodded.
Fairy Hundred Flowers, expression cold, ignored him.
Soon, the plane took off.
A jolt shook the cabin during ascent. Fairy Hundred Flowers gripped her seatbelt, knuckles whitening, and let out a scream, “Ah!”
Mid-scream, she instinctively buried her head in Ye Qiu’s chest.
A strong masculine scent hit her, coupled with the plane’s turbulence, leaving her dizzy.
Ye Qiu found it amusing. A cultivation master, scared like this?
Soon, the plane stabilized.
Fairy Hundred Flowers lifted her head from Ye Qiu’s chest, cheeks slightly flushed, a flicker of embarrassed anger in her eyes. She cursed herself inwardly.
“Fairy Hundred Flowers, you’re the Palace Master of Hundred Flowers Palace. How could you get so close to a man? Shameless.”
What infuriated her more was realizing she didn’t entirely dislike Ye Qiu.
“His scent is… pleasant. His embrace feels oddly safe…”
“Pah, pah, pah! What are you thinking, Fairy Hundred Flowers?”
“You’re the Palace Master. Your only thoughts should be returning to the cultivation world, finding the culprit who destroyed Hundred Flowers Palace, and avenging your master and sisters.”
“Nothing else, especially not men.”
She glanced at Ye Qiu. Sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating his face, sharp and striking, making her heart skip.
“His looks aren’t bad. No wonder Lüluo’s smitten. Even I… pah, pah, pah! Thinking of men again.”
“My master said men only slow your sword.”
“No more, no more…”
She shook her head, trying to banish the thoughts.
“You okay?” Ye Qiu asked softly.
She snapped back, icily, “I’m fine.”
“Good,” Ye Qiu smiled, turning to Lüluo, “You alright?”
Lüluo’s face was pale. “Young Master, we won’t fall, right?”
“Scared?” he asked.
She nodded, “Yes.”
“Don’t worry, we won’t,” Ye Qiu said. “If you’re tired, nap. We’ll be there when you wake.”
“Mm.” Lüluo leaned on her seat, unable to sleep.
“Here, use my shoulder,” Ye Qiu offered.
“Thanks,” Lüluo blushed, resting on his shoulder.
Fairy Hundred Flowers fumed at the sight.
“This girl, acting like she’s never seen a man.”
“Master said men are wolves, to be kept at a distance. How could she forget so quickly?”
“She can’t get so close, or trouble will come.”
She wanted to scold Lüluo but saw she’d fallen asleep.
“These days have been tough. The palace destroyed, master and sisters dead, Lüluo fleeing with me. She’s exhausted. Let her sleep.”
Fairy Hundred Flowers softened, deciding to wake her later.
Time passed slowly.
Flying was dull.
Fatigue hit Fairy Hundred Flowers, and she drifted off, leaning on the seat.
Suddenly, Ye Qiu felt weight on his other shoulder. Turning, he saw Fairy Hundred Flowers asleep on him.
Up close, her skin was flawless, radiant.
Ye Qiu sat still. Three and a half hours later, the plane landed.
Fairy Hundred Flowers woke, realizing she was on Ye Qiu’s shoulder, and jerked upright, meeting his gaze.
He was smiling.
“What’s so funny?” she snapped.
Ye Qiu glanced at his shoulder.
She looked and flushed crimson. A wet spot—her drool.
Mortified, she turned away, unable to face him.
They exited the airport. Xiao Zhan, with his men and two cars, was waiting.
Seeing Ye Qiu with two stunning women, Xiao Zhan grinned, “Boss, you’re something else, finding two new sisters-in-law so fast.”
Lüluo blushed, head low, like a shy begonia.
Fairy Hundred Flowers shot Xiao Zhan a cold look.
Instantly, he felt a chill, heart racing with fear, realizing her strength.
“Don’t talk nonsense. They’re friends,” Ye Qiu said. “Xiao Zhan, take my mom and the old man home. I’ll take them to Sister Wan’s.”
“Yes, sir.” Xiao Zhan handed over the car keys.
Ye Qiu briefed Qian Jinglan, then drove Fairy Hundred Flowers and Lüluo to find Qin Wan.
On the way, he pondered their arrangements.
Unfamiliar with the mortal world, living alone wasn’t ideal.
Lin Jingzhi was too busy, Su Xiaoxiao and Su Luoying had work, and pairing them with the women wasn’t suitable.
Bai Bing? Out of the question. Her jealousy would spark a war.
After much thought, Qin Wan’s place was best. Her warm personality and women-only beauty salon made her ideal.
In the car, Fairy Hundred Flowers and Lüluo looked around, eyes wide with curiosity.
They reached the salon.
Ye Qiu led them to Qin Wan’s office, but she wasn’t there.
“Where’s Sister Wan?”
He told them, “Wait here, don’t wander. I’ll be back.”
As he turned to leave, a figure appeared at the door.
Bai Bing!
