The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity
Chapter 233 - 230: He Would Run Away with Her at All Costs

Chapter 233: Chapter 230: He Would Run Away with Her at All Costs

Qin Zhao’s breath hitched, wanting to push him away. But Chu Yan grabbed her hand, idly fiddling with it. His eyes were cast downwards, concealing the emotions within.

"Then, shall we live together once we return?"

"No."

Without even thinking about it, she had already spoken the word of refusal.

His cold phoenix eyes shrouded in a layer of darkness, "Why are you always so guarded against me?"

After thinking for a while, Qin Zhao spoke seriously, "Before we got married, we had no feelings for each other. We were just two strangers who suddenly started living together. Why shouldn’t I be guarded against you?"

"We are not strangers now."

"Oh." Her expression was indifferent, her gaze cold, as if she didn’t care at all about the change in their relationship. She then pushed Chu Yan away and went to grab a hair dryer to blow her hair.

After blowing her hair for a while, she realized she could have used a spell to dry it and didn’t know why she had picked up the hair dryer.

Qin Zhao absentmindedly set the hair dryer down.

Chu Yan then came over, picked up the hair dryer, and prepared to help her dry her hair.

Just as she was about to stand up, Chu Yan pressed her down, "Don’t move, I’ll help you."

Chu Yan was very focused on drying her hair, as if his eyes saw only her hair; only occasionally did his gaze sweep over the fine red marks on the nape of her neck, darkening the shadow in his eyes further.

He had bitten her there just earlier, but it seemed she hadn’t noticed.

Chu Yan sat behind Qin Zhao, drying her hair at a leisurely pace. Qin Zhao felt uneasy, as if some dangerous entity was watching her from behind, making her sit up straight involuntarily.

"That’s enough, no need to dry it anymore."

As her hair was almost dry, Qin Zhao turned around and took over the hair dryer.

"I’m going to wash up."

Chu Yan picked up his clothes and headed to the bathroom, followed by the sound of showering.

She lay down in bed.

Actually, she didn’t care much about sharing a room with him.

After all, in this life, Chu Yan was just an ordinary person, and her cultivation was more than enough to leave him powerless. If Chu Yan tried to do anything to her, Qin Zhao could easily throw him out.

It was exactly because Chu Yan was an ordinary person that Qin Zhao couldn’t help but ponder their relationship. Mortals have such brief lives, perhaps she could accompany him through this lifetime.

When he passed away and all memories faded away, she could find a secluded mountain to enter closed-door cultivation.

As Qin Zhao thought about these messy thoughts, sleepiness began to overtake her. Not until she heard the bathroom door open and the bedsink down beside her did she wake up; Chu Yan lay down next to her.

He suddenly said, "The wedding preparations are nearly complete. I’ve listed several interesting places we can visit first domestically, and then go abroad. I’ll show you later, and you can decide exactly where we will go."

Qin Zhao had previously mentioned the idea of a travelling wedding simply to dissuade Qin Wan from insisting on a grand wedding celebration, but Chu Yan took it to heart and had been secretly making arrangements ever since.

Chu Yan seemed somewhat happy when he brought the topic up.

Even though he had many matters to deal with in the Imperial City and there were people whose issues he hadn’t resolved, he was willing to postpone everything for Qin Zhao, to put all plans on hold.

If one day she said she wanted to retreat to the mountains to live reclusively, perhaps he would cast everything aside and follow her to the ends of the earth.

Just as Qin Zhao was about to fall asleep, Chu Yan climbed in beside her and embraced her, unloading this deluge of words, immediately bringing her back to full alertness, and her mood was not very pleasant.

"I don’t like going to crowded places; it’s better to go to the mountains."

The wedding was just to satisfy the parents, not a real trip for pleasure.

Qin Zhao wouldn’t possibly go to crowded tourist spots, but would find an opportunity to drive out evil spirits and capture ghosts.

"Okay." He moved closer to her side, and after his bath, the delicate fragrance emitting from Qin Zhao’s body became inexplicably sweet and tempting, making one want to devour it.

"Qin Zhao, may I..."

"You may not!"

Qin Zhao pressed down on his mischievous hand and turned to glare at him.

Chu Yanfei sighed deeply, filled with worry, "Before I die, will I be able to see our child born?"

"I could arrange for your early demise." Qin Zhao’s voice sounded sinister, as if she was pointing a knife at his throat.

He released Qin Zhao and lay flat on the bed, giving up and letting out another long sigh.

Suddenly, Chu Yan seemed to think of something and asked with a complex tone, "Your kind of cultivators, you can live forever just like the legends say, can’t you?"

"Yeah, but that requires a high level of cultivation."

"So what level are you at now?"

"Certainly going to outlive you."

He frowned and couldn’t help muttering, "What will you do after I’m gone?"

After much turmoil, Chu Yan, considering himself to be understanding the greater good, said to her, "Once I’m dead, you should find yourself another companion. You can treat him just like you do me now, not letting him sleep in the same room and then having him cook for you every day."

The reason he made such a concession was that he worried about Qin Zhao not eating properly after he was gone.

"I don’t want another companion."

The sound of Qin Zhao’s voice came over, and Chu Yan felt deeply moved. She must really like him, hence even after his death, she didn’t want anyone else. Chu Yan finally understood how much Qin Zhao’s actions belied her true feelings!

"You should get one, consider him a chef."

Chu Yan continued to show his magnanimity, but inwardly he was quite pleased.

Qin Zhao said, "I want to find someone young."

Chu Yan: "???"

When Chu Yan died, at most a hundred years would pass, and to a cultivator, that time is insignificant; Qin Zhao’s appearance wouldn’t change at all. Why would she need an old partner?

If she really had to choose, she would definitely pick someone even more handsome and younger than Chu Yan!

"Qin, Zhao!"

Chu Yan’s face darkened instantly, and he called out her name through clenched teeth.

She blinked, "If old men can find eighteen-year-old girls, why should I find an old one?" That’s right, if Chu Yan died, would all his inheritance go to her?

"You are not allowed to find anyone!"

Chu Yan flipped over and pinned her beneath him. His body was burning hot, whether from anger or some other reason, and then he pressed Qin Zhao into the quilt and kissed her.

His eyes reddened, the dark depths of his phoenix eyes seemed bottomless, roiling with emotion.

He switched off the light with his hand, and in the darkness, he murmured obsessively, "Qin Zhao, I want you."

"Mm, no, you can’t...."

She gasped lightly, trying to push him away, but he was heavy and his temperature scorching.

"Qin Zhao, Zhaozhao, Zhaozhao...."

Chu Yan called out her name over and over, filled with deep affection. Sensing her resistance, yet also a hint of sorrow, he shattered all her defenses in an instant.

The very first time Qin Zhao saw Chu Yan, she thought, What a pitiable young man. Surrounded by wolves, his shattered aura moved her to pity.

Therefore, in the times that followed, even separated by deep-seated hatred, she couldn’t help but feel compassion for him, ready to give him her everything—only to end up with regret.

She finally understood that the bond between her and him was an inextricable, unavoidable karma.

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