My Wife is A Sword G Chapter 305: Cang Feilan’s Memories

Chapter 305: Cang Feilan’s mories

Todays night seems to have arrived earlier than usual.

After having dinner, Qin Feng and the others went their separate ways.

As they parted, Si Zheng gave Qin Feng an encouraging look.

Seeing this, Qin Fengs mouth twitched. At this mont, any explanation seed pale and powerless.

Returning to the room with Miss Cang, a fragrance filled the air.

Following the scent, Qin Feng discovered a stack of sandalwood on the small wooden table near the bed, seemingly placed there unnoticed.

The business of this inn was thriving for a reason, and the Manager was quite skillful.

Unfortunately, he miscalculated this ti. Miss Cang and I are innocent. Qin Feng twitched the corner of his mouth.

The sll of incense mixed with the fragrance of a woman made Qin Feng a little distracted.

He opened the window, the night breeze blew, and the moonlight poured into the house.

Ill open the window for so fresh air. Hope you dont mind. Qin Feng turned and said.

The night wind lifted the black scarf covering the womans hair, and the moonlight reflected in her pale blue eyes, charming enough to make ones heart skip a beat.

No normal man could remain calm when sharing a room with such a beauty.

Qin Feng felt as if he could hear his own heartbeat, following the fluttering of her hair.

He recalled the monts they had spent together.

There was the stunning first encounter.

There was the adorable look she had when she was almost on the verge of tears unable to solve a riddle.

There was the brave posture when facing demonic forces to protect him.

There was a beautiful figure standing resolutely in front of him in a life-threatening situation.

Unconsciously, the two had gone through so much.

Honestly, in this unfamiliar world, the first person to stir his heart was this beautiful woman with a veil.

If I hadnt t my wife, perhaps the relationship between Miss Cang and

wouldnt be just like it is now.

Eating while looking at the pot, it seed like a common ailnt for n, Qin Feng self-mockingly smiled.

He shook his head, dispelling unrealistic thoughts, and said, Miss Cang, if youre tired, you can rest on the bed first.

To enter the sixth rank of the Fate Divination Realm, I usually observe the night sky and often lie on the table before sleeping.

Cang Feilans light blue eyes blinked non-stop as she looked at Qin Feng. After a mont, she replied faintly, Alright.

Qin Feng exhaled lightly. To avoid letting his mind wander, he sat by the window, activating his divine awareness to gaze at the sky.

As usual, the white fate stars were densely packed.

Moreover, whether it was his imagination or not, it seed like he could perceive more white fate stars.

Could it be because I changed locations? Qin Feng wondered in his heart but didnt pay too much attention.

In the vast expanse of white fate stars, finding the one with a different color was crucial to him.

While he was imrsed in cultivation, he didnt notice that Cang Miss had been standing there motionless.

In her light blue eyes, his figure filled her vision.

Cang Feilans thoughts begin to drift.

The initial unwillingness when she was ordered by the family to go to Jinyang City.

Being harassed by the old man and unable to enter Listen To Rain Pavilion, feeling aggrieved and sad.

For her, the days in Jinyang City were so dull, but everything seed to change after eting Qin Feng.

On that day, inexplicably, she agreed to the head of the Qin familys request to diagnose a young man who had been affected by demonic evil.

He looked handso, that was her first impression.

A weak physique, completely different from the n in the family.

However, the scent on him was quite pleasant.

But the remark that he was useless as a scholar made her quite angry because she liked scholars.

Scholars could write beautiful poems, compose attractive articles, and the literary qi they possessed was extrely delightful.

The second ti they t, she heard that he had developed hysteria, and the sight of him tied up was quite interesting.

The scent on him beca even more pleasant, and there was a hint of literary qi leaking.

This made her sowhat happy because in the city of Jinyang, apart from that grumpy old man, there were no other scholars.

With a tentative attitude, she took him to the Listen to Rain Pavilion, and a pair of couplets made her impressed.

Later, the poem Zhenling Pass, which aroused the Literature Qi of Ascension Incense Burner, impacted her soul.

These were poems she had never seen before, and they were more delicious than those she had ever seen or read before.

Suddenly, she beca very interested in this person.

Upon learning that he was getting married, she felt a strange emotion in her heart, sothing she had never experienced before, but that was all.

She just liked his literary talent and poetry, just like that poem A Heros Journey of his.

In the beginning, the reason for getting close to him was just to be able to get what he wrote before that bad old man.

But as the days of their interaction increased, this thought changed.

She beca simply wanting to be with him.

When did this happen exactly?

Was it during the ti in the Black Mist Forest when he disregarded his own safety?

Or perhaps when they went to Qiyuan City, and he resolutely stood in front of her?

But, all of this didnt matter. She just wanted to be with him.

She didnt know why, exactly.

Seeing his wife, her mood would be inexplicably complex, even though she clearly knew that those two should be left alone, she just didnt want to leave.

After not seeing him for a while, she would miss him quite a bit.

At that ti, deep within her heart, she still refused to admit that she had fallen for the other person.

This was her final stubbornness.

It wasnt until her aunt ntioned that beautiful poem, shattering the last defense in her heart, that she finally realized that this was love.

She liked what the other person wrote, enjoyed the other persons playful appearance, and cherished the figure of the other person who disregarded everything.

If she had been a bit more proactive back then, would everything be different now?

Cang Feilan gazed at the figure earnestly in front of the window, asking herself this question.

Unfortunately, in this world, there are not so many ifs.

Ti quietly passed, and the two figures, like a painting, froze in the guest room.

As the night grew deeper, Cang Feilan remained oblivious.

Such simple monts, for her, seed exceptionally precious.

Because she was spending ti with the person she liked.

Due to the curfew in Shuliang City, the streets were empty at this mont, with only the night wind blowing, the heartbeat of the two, and the gentle sound of breathing.

Suddenly, Cang Feilan furrowed her brows slightly. Beneath the black square scarf, her nose twitched slightly, and she faintly slled a foul odor.

At the sa mont, outside the guest room, there was a slight commotion.

She glanced at Qin Feng, who had closed his eyes and was completely focused on observing the sky with his divine sense, and quietly approached the door of the guest room.

Slowly opening the door, a foul sll hit her. In her sight was a figure wearing tattered clothes, an unrecognizable face, and a dried-up, blood-stained corpse!

The corpse demon, upon seeing Cang Feilan, was about to attack when a silvery-white dagger pierced through its head, pinning it to the floor.

Pulling out the dagger, a burst of white light flashed, and stains fell like rain. The corpse demon on the ground beca motionless.

Cang Feilan looked around, there were far more such corpses than this one!

She sighed lightly, turned, and closed the door to the room.

At the tips of her black hair, silver-white tendrils clung.

Her light blue eyes gradually brightened, and her tone turned cold, Of all tis, it had to appear now.

Interrupting her ti alone with him.

It must be killed!