Chapter 1512: Mark

Although Mu Xuanyin had forcefully arranged the marriage with Shui Meiyin, not even asking his opinion on the wedding date, Yun Che had, unconsciously, long since shed all resistance to it. Every time he spent with Shui Meiyin, his mood was always excellent. After all, being adored by a woman was always a wonderful thing, especially when that woman was a revered goddess like Shui Meiyin.

“It’s all the same,” Shui Meiyin said with a beaming smile, completely unconcerned. “My mother was my father’s youngest concubine, but also his most beloved! I’ll work hard just like her!”

Yun Che chuckled. It was clear that Shui Meiyin’s personality was significantly influenced by her mother.

“Still, I’m a little nervous thinking about getting along with all the older sisters who love Brother Yun Che,” Shui Meiyin said softly. Any woman would feel apprehensive about such a matter. But then, her eyelashes curled up again. “However, any sister worthy of Brother Yun Che must be the most amazing sister in the world. I should work even harder, harder than my mother, to be worthy.”

“Oh, you,” Yun Che couldn’t help but reach out and pinch her smooth, tender cheek, smiling. “You’re always like a child.”

“Hmph, I’m only nineteen! I am a child!” Shui Meiyin firmly stated, equating three thousand years in the Brahma Heaven Realm to three years in the outside world. Then she gently caressed her cheek, looking blissful. “Brother Yun Che touched my face again, how embarrassing.”

Yun Che grinned, his eyes narrowing mischievously. “After we’re married, I’ll show you what true embarrassment is!”

“Oh?” Shui Meiyin blinked hard, then suddenly leaned forward, close to Yun Che’s ear, and whispered, as if afraid others might hear, “Perhaps it will be Brother Yun Che who’s embarrassed then, because I’ve learned so many things from my mother.”

Yun Che was speechless.

After all, she was still an innocent maiden. Having whispered those words into Yun Che’s ear, a faint rosy blush had already bloomed on Shui Meiyin’s face. Her head drooped slightly, making her appear exquisitely charming, and for a moment, Yun Che gazed at her in a daze.

“You… why are you wearing a Glazed Sound Stone around your neck? That’s strange,” Shui Meiyin asked an unrelated question, likely to ease the suddenly intimate and suggestive atmosphere.

“This? It’s no ordinary Glazed Sound Stone,” Yun Che said with a smile. “It’s the most precious treasure in the world.”

“A treasure?”

“Yes, because my daughter gave it to me. She found it herself, shaped it with her own hands, and imprinted her voice into it. So now, no matter where I go, I can always hear her voice.”

The incredibly warm expression and gaze in his eyes as he spoke made Shui Meiyin reluctant to look away.

“I see…” Shui Meiyin unconsciously tapped her lips with her finger, wondering if she should make one for Yun Che too, seeing how much he liked his.

“Then… is Brother Yun Che’s daughter cute? And how old is she?” Shui Meiyin asked very earnestly.

“Of course my daughter is cute, you’ll definitely like her. As for her age… she’s about the same age you were when you first met me,” Yun Che said, feeling a sudden pang of emotion.

“Oh?” Shui Meiyin was clearly surprised that Yun Che’s daughter was already so grown. She pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked, “Then… has she found a boy she likes? Like I did back then?”

Upon hearing that question, Yun Che’s eyebrows shot up. “No! Absolutely not! Anyone who dares to have designs on my daughter, I’ll pound them to death!”

Shui Meiyin blinked at Yun Che’s ferocious expression, then whispered, “My father said the same thing back then.”

Yun Che was speechless.

Back then, because of Shui Meiyin, the dignified Realm King of the Glazed Light Realm had personally come to his door, pointing at his nose and unleashing a torrent of abuse, enraged like a bull poked in the rear. He had seemed ready to cleave Yun Che apart with his bare hands, utterly devoid of any supreme realm king's majesty. At the time, Yun Che had simply thought Shui Qianheng was insane. Now, looking back, Shui Qianheng’s actions had been perfectly normal, completely correct, and utterly admirable! He was, quite simply, the epitome of a loving father!

“In short, if anyone wants to pursue my daughter, they’ll have to get past me first…” Yun Che paused, suddenly feeling a little guilty, then added fiercely, “No, they’ll have to get past my Jasmine first!”

“Oh…” Seeing another unexpected side of Yun Che, Shui Meiyin looked at him seriously for a moment, then smiled. “Brother Yun Che is so charming even as a father. I like you more and more.”

Yun Che unconsciously straightened his back.

At that moment, Shui Meiyin suddenly leaned forward. A faint, fragrant breeze wafted over, and before Yun Che could react, he felt a captivating warmth on his neck. Shui Meiyin’s delicate teeth bit into his neck, a little harder than expected, leaving a small row of deep teeth marks.

Yun Che looked at her, somewhat astonished. He instinctively reached up and touched the teeth marks, feeling their shape, and... a trace of the maiden's sweet essence.

Shui Meiyin’s face was slightly flushed as she looked at the masterpiece she had left on his neck. Then she giggled happily. “Hehe! I successfully left my mark on Brother Yun Che! Ah! Brother Yun Che, quickly seal it so it doesn’t disappear!”

Yun Che said, a little amused, “Did your mother teach you this too?”

“Yes! Brother Yun Che is so clever. Ah… hurry up, hurry up!”

Yun Che was speechless. He then pointed a finger, using profound energy to seal the teeth marks Shui Meiyin had left on his neck. “Is that alright now?”

“Mm-hmm!” Shui Meiyin nodded happily. She looked up, beaming, and said earnestly, “This is my mark on Brother Yun Che, and you can never erase it for your whole life!”

“...Alright, alright,” Yun Che could only agree.

“Now, it’s Brother Yun Che’s turn,” Shui Meiyin’s smile brightened even further.

“Me?”

“Yes!” Shui Meiyin touched her own neck, as delicate as freshly fallen snow. “Brother Yun Che also has to leave a mark on me.”

“...No!” Yun Che refused.

“Eh? Why not?”

“I’m the greatest, most magnificent savior! How can I do something so childish!” Yun Che retorted indignantly. It wasn’t just childish; it was downright shameful! He used to play these strange little games with Xiao Lingxi before he was ten, but by eleven, he already found them childish! And Shui Meiyin was over three thousand years old!

“Hmph!” Shui Meiyin’s face stiffened, her lips pouted as she said, a little aggrieved, “I’m going to tell my mother that her son-in-law said she’s childish!”

Yun Che was speechless. He nodded. “I think your mother must be a very beautiful and wise senior to have raised such a wonderful daughter like you.”

“Of course she is!” Shui Meiyin tilted her head. “So, aren’t you going to do it?”

Yun Che let out a small breath, feeling a third helpless, a third amused, but mostly, an inexpressible warmth.

He leaned down, moving closer to Shui Meiyin. As he drew near, his breath brushed softly against her face. A subtle blush spread from her cheeks to her snowy neck, and her heart rate quadrupled. “Am I really biting?” Yun Che’s lips nearly touched her delicate ear, gazing at her slender, fair neck, which gleamed like snow, just inches away. Shui Meiyin closed her eyes tightly, her whole body stiff. But before she could answer, Yun Che bit down. Immediately, a touch of warm jade filled his teeth, making his already light bite unconsciously gentler. He couldn't help but savor that peculiar sensation for several breaths before finally moving his teeth away.

Looking at the faint teeth marks he had been forced to leave on her beautiful, jade-like neck, Yun Che said with a smile, “Is that acceptable now?”

Yun Che’s words roused the dazed girl from her beautiful reverie. She quickly reached out and used profound energy to seal Yun Che’s teeth marks, secretly touching their shape with her fingers. A somewhat displeased sound escaped her lips. “Hmph, you bit so lightly, and you drooled so much, it’s stinky!”

Yun Che’s mouth twitched, his old face turning dark. “My drool… it’s not stinky!”

Just then, his gaze suddenly shifted sharply, catching sight of a familiar snowy figure. It was Mu Bingyun. She stood still in the snow, appearing as if she hadn’t just arrived.

“Palace Master Bingyun!” Yun Che quickly bowed, his heart fluttering wildly. *She didn’t see what just happened, did she? How incredibly embarrassing!*

“Meiyin greets Senior Bingyun,” Shui Meiyin also bowed.

“Mm.” Mu Bingyun nodded gently, her gaze not lingering on them as she swept past overhead. But then, she suddenly stopped. Her beautiful eyes, reflecting the ice and snow, showed a complex expression, as if she were hesitating or struggling with something. Finally, her gaze settled, and she turned around. “Yun Che, I need to speak with you.”

“Ah… I was just about to go find my father, and also pay respects to the Snow Song Realm King,” Shui Meiyin said immediately, her delicate figure floating into the air. She secretly waved a small hand at Yun Che. “Brother Yun Che, I’ll come find you to play later.”

Shui Meiyin departed amidst the falling snow, but she didn’t go to find Shui Qianheng, knowing that he was likely discussing her and Yun Che’s “important matter” with the Snow Song Realm King. Her figure landed before a beautiful, ethereal ice tree, but she had no mind to appreciate the snowy scenery before her. Her finger once again touched the teeth marks on her neck, lingering there for a very long time. Then, her lips parted, and she gently extended her fragrant tongue, discreetly touching the tip of her finger. Sensing Yun Che’s taste, she smiled softly, like an elf lost in a beautiful dream.