The immortal pill is reborn and possesses the body of the charming female shopkeeper.

Chapter 140 Delicate Hands and Rolled-up Sleeves in Busy Moments

Inside the Yaotai Palace, it was past three in the afternoon. After a busy day, Yu Xinlian finally plopped down in a chair, rubbed her forehead with her hand, and took a short rest.

The ancestor has just arrived today, and the grand wedding is tomorrow. Although she doesn't need to know all the major sects and royal families in the Western Kingdom, it took her two whole hours to arrange this important matter within the Yaotai Sect alone. It took her a lot of discussion with the sect elders and deacons to come up with a general strategy.

Yu Yaoxiang and the others opposed everything and interfered, which gave her a lot of headaches. Even when she had free time, her mind was still busy thinking about the details of the steps, fearing that she might offend the Ancestor and give Yu Yaoxiang and the others an opportunity to take advantage of her.

The palace doors opened by themselves without any wind, and a figure approached with light, quick footsteps.

"Who?!"

Yu Xinlian frowned and lightly rebuked, seemingly annoyed that the visitor had entered without informing her and had lost his manners.

"Sister Xinlian, do you not like me coming?"

The visitor did not stop there; instead, he stepped forward briskly and sat down directly next to Yu Xinlian.

Her voice was soft and gentle, extremely relaxed.

Yu Xinlian looked up in surprise, glaring displeasedly at the composed newcomers beside her, and lowered her voice:

"Seventh Brother! What brings you here? Didn't I just send a message back to the manor?"

His face immediately turned cold, and he said in a chilling tone:

"Du Xinglie! Which shameless slut in my sect have you seduced this time? How dare you leak our sect's secrets!"

Wearing a faded, plain-colored soft robe, Du Xinglie, whom Yu Xinlian called Seventh Brother, shook his large, white, beardless head dismissively:

"My sister has too many beauties in her sect, so naturally I, Du Xinglie, have my share of lovers. However, this time, it was he who sent me here on his behalf."

Yu Xinlian frowned in disgust, quite displeased with her seventh brother's frank and frivolous attitude. Her eyes flashed slightly, and she asked Du Xinglie in a deep voice:

"I never expected the Ancestor to be so perceptive. I, Yu Xinlian, must thank him for his favor. Xinglie, what are the Ancestor's instructions for summoning you here?"

Yu Xinlian, being of noble birth, joined the Yaotai Sect at a young age at the behest of the Du family patriarch. However, the Yaotai Sect has always remained aloof from worldly affairs, and her position as sect leader could not be monopolized, so the Du family rarely assigned her any tasks.

Unexpectedly, the Du family's control over the Yaotai Sect exceeded Yu Xinlian's expectations. As soon as she sent out her message, the Du family, hundreds of miles away, had already dispatched people.

The visitor was none other than Du Xinglie, the seventh son of the Du family, a prominent figure of her generation. He was her younger brother, whom she rarely met in person but had long admired.

Du Xinglie grinned as he looked at his older sister, took out a jade pendant from his bosom, dangled it in his short, plump white hand, and casually handed it over:

"The old master was worried, and I was just someone who was ordered to deliver the token. Everything I wanted to say is in this token."

Yu Xinlian reached out and took the jade tablet. She gently stroked it with her fingers. The magic array set up on the jade tablet was indeed the most meticulous technique of the Du family.

Upon breaking through the formation and entering the jade tablet, Yu Xinlian's eyes sharpened instantly. A moment later, a large amount of information was poured into the divine sense hidden within the jade tablet.

Yu Xinlian's pretty face froze instantly, and she was somewhat lost in thought, almost dropping the jade pendant from her palm.

With a swift tightening of her fingers, Yu Xinlian grasped the plaque, silently lowered her gaze, and tucked it into her bosom.

Du Xinglie smiled as he took in Yu Xinlian's reaction, stretched his back in the chair, and muttered to himself:

"I'm in a hurry to get back, my ancestor is urging me on! Dear sister, could you please get me some tea and snacks? I won't be able to get back anytime soon."

Yu Xinlian suddenly stood up, her expression much calmer:

"Young Master Lie, please rest here for a while. Tea and snacks will be provided, but just don't wander around and cause any trouble!"

After speaking, Yu Xinlian solemnly stepped out. A short while later, the sound of hurried footsteps and the tinkling of jade pendants could be heard outside the hall, but Du Xinglie's expression was somewhat off.

A woman with a flamboyantly decorated sash and the roundest part of her waist entered gleefully, carrying a tray. Her squinted eyes were fixed on Du Xinglie, who was fidgeting and almost wanted to flee. She giggled sweetly.

"Seventh Young Master has come a long way and must be tired. Miss instructed me to take good care of him and stay by his side at all times!"

At the summit of Fairy Peak, Yu Lishuang personally directed the people from Yaotai Palace to arrange lanterns and brocade in the Spring Garden.

In the ice peaks behind Chunyuan Garden, the bottom of the hundred-zhang stone wall is nearly half-hollowed out. This is the detached palace where Yu Lishuang lived ten thousand years ago. It was originally decorated with jade carvings and was quite elegant. Now it is even more brightly lit with colorful lanterns and red curtains hanging down.

Luo Sifan sat alone on the second floor of the stone pavilion, in the flower pavilion reserved for the male protagonist, feeling bored. Every now and then, he would pick up a wine cup and take a big gulp.

Outside the flower pavilion window, the Spring Garden was bustling with people and butterflies. Even Lin Qianxiu had been dragged away by Yu Lishuang to do odd jobs.

Every now and then, a little butterfly would take a moment to flit past the window, quietly tap on the windowsill, and peek at Luo Sifan, who was now completely transformed, dressed in a white robe as white as jade and with his long hair tied up in a crown.

Luo Sifan could only turn a blind eye and let these little butterfly people chatter and gossip by the windowsill.

Despite his frustration, Luo Sifan couldn't bring himself to be angry with Yu Lishuang from beginning to end. His immortal soul trembled, and he even felt a little guilty towards Yu Lishuang.

Even though Luo Sifan didn't believe Yu Lishuang's words, his memories of his family's two lifetimes, which he had upheld for hundreds of years, were greatly shaken, and he had to imagine some possibilities that could move him.

Unfortunately, his immortal soul was locked away, and the fleeting sensations he felt always left him confused.

Unable to find the answer, Luo Sifan tapped his finger on the table, recalling his entanglements with Yaotai Sect and Yu Xinlian.

"Jade Heart Lotus, oh Jade Heart Lotus!"

Luo Sifan couldn't help but smile slightly, but the smile quickly turned cold, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"The Du family acts tyrannically. I wonder why Yu Xinlian is controlled by them? It seems that Yu Yaoxiang of the Yaotai Sect also had someone behind her back back then..."

In the past, people caught up in the situation were confused by human relationships and couldn't see things clearly. But after hundreds of years, watching from the sidelines, Luo Sifan suddenly understood everything and realized many things.

"This Yaotai Sect is not only far from being a paradise on earth, but it now seems to have long been a source of trouble and chaos. The waves that Yu Lishuang will stir up after returning after ten thousand years will probably be no small matter!"

Luo Sifan pondered for a long time, feeling increasingly uneasy, with a vague sense that something big was about to happen.

What are you thinking about?

Yu Lishuang suddenly lifted the curtain and entered, her sleeves rolled up, her cheeks flushed, and she still carried the excitement of decorating the bridal chamber.

Her bright eyes reflected Luo Sifan's ethereal figure, but her tone betrayed a hint of unease in her heart. She had been secretly watching Luo Sifan from behind the curtain for a long time, and assumed that Luo Sifan's cold expression and suspicion were related to this marriage.

I eventually lifted the curtain and went inside, unable to resist saying a few more words.

Yu Lishuang covered her head with a silk veil, and tied her robe sleeves to reveal her lotus-root-like arms. This attire was somewhat unexpected. After a slight pause, Luo Sifan chuckled heartily.

"Li Shuang, sit down and have a drink first."

Luo Sifan filled a cup, gestured to Yu Lishuang, and placed it on the table.

Yu Lishuang didn't stand on ceremony. She sat down gracefully, toying with her wine glass with her bare arm, staring at Luo Sifan, her eyes gradually burning with desire.