75. Why Force Someone to Do Something They Don't Like?
"Senior brother, look at this, it's so cute!" Lin Chaoyu picked up a small wooden figure and showed it off to Yun Ling.
"Mm." Yun Ling smiled, which was his response.
Jingwei stopped in front, quietly watching the sky, seemingly out of place with everything around it.
"Master, would you like to dress yourself up?" Yun Ling asked Jingwei while picking up a box of cosmetics.
"Hmm?" Jingwei wondered.
But before she could refuse, Yun Ling pulled her to a cosmetics vendor nearby.
"Yun Ling, you..."
"Master, you're so beautiful. If you dressed up a bit, you might even have the title of 'Number One Beauty in the Martial World' in addition to 'Number One Beauty in the World, '" Yun Ling advised.
"No..."
"Boss, can I try it out?" Yun Ling asked.
"No problem, sir, you can try these out!" Seeing how the two were dressed, the vendor had no reason to refuse.
"Master, why don't you give it a try?"
Yun Ling pressed Jingwei down onto the stool, then met Jingwei's cold, icy gaze, seemingly trying to scare Yun Ling away.
Yun Ling used a small brush to apply a little powder, tested the color on his wrist, and after confirming the right shade, he began to apply makeup to her face.
"Yun..."
"Master, don't speak yet, or the makeup will be messed up."
Yun Ling began applying powder to Jingwei's face with a brush, then gently touched up her features with cosmetics.
Even the aloof Jingwei felt her heart race slightly at such proximity.
A faint blush quickly appeared on Jingwei's face, adding a touch of cuteness to her aloof appearance.
"Yes, it's really beautiful," Yun Ling couldn't help but praise.
Then he met Jingwei's gaze, which seemed to want to freeze him into an ice cube.
"Master, could you please close your eyes first? I am about to draw your eyebrows and eyes." Yun Ling gently lifted the hair from Jingwei's forehead.
"The makeup base is already done, Master, please don't resist." Yun Ling continued to persuade Jingwei, seeing that she was still reluctant to close her eyes.
After thinking for a long time, finally Jingwei decided to close her eyes.
Yun Ling moved closer and carefully traced lines between Jingwei's eyebrows, her soft breath brushing against Jingwei's face.
Yun Ling could clearly see her eyelashes trembling slightly.
"Okay, that works. Next..."
"Alright, that's enough." Jingwei suddenly stood up, but her face brushed against Yun Ling's, who was about to change her forehead paint.
They were so close, their noses even touched.
Jingwei turned around without changing her expression and walked away into the distance, looking quite angry.
"I think you two are a perfect match, so how about this, I'll give you a discount?"
The vendors seized the opportunity to promote their products.
"Ahem, she's my master, not the kind of relationship you're thinking of. But I'll take both of them," Yun Ling explained simply.
"Alright, sir, I'll wrap it up for you right away!" The vendor's face lit up with joy.
"Senior brother, I think I'm almost out of face powder. I want some too!" Lin Chaoyu's tone carried a hint of coquetry.
"Hmm, which one do you like? I'll give it to you."
"Hehe, thank you, senior brother."
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"Master, I think we need to give that girl a name. We can't just keep calling her 'girl'."
"Hmm... Chaoyu, how did you choose your name?"
"Me? My name was given to me by a scholar at the request of my father. It is taken from the poem in the Book of Songs, 'In the morning, the sun sets in the west, and it rains all morning.'"
"Then let's buy a copy of the Book of Songs and take it home."
And so, the girl's name was taken from the character "Mei" in the poem "Jianjia" from the Book of Songs: "The one I long for is on the bank of the water."
As for her surname, she said she wanted to take her mother's surname, so she was called Su Mei.
That night, Yun Ling and Lin Chaoyu were summoned to Jingwei's presence.
"What business does Master have with us?" Both of them were a little puzzled.
"Yun Ling, Chaoyu, I've watched you both grow up. You're a perfect match in terms of personality and age."
Jingwei spoke slowly, but the more he listened, the more unsettling her words seemed.
"Perfect timing, you've already arrived..."
"Master! Cough cough... I'm not feeling well, so I'll go and rest first. Oh, by the way, these are the face powder and eyebrow pencil I bought from the vendor today. I'd like to give them to you as a gift, Master. Please accept them."
Yun Ling suddenly interrupted Jingwei, took out two items from his pocket, and then turned and left.
"Senior brother..." Lin Chaoyu looked at Yun Ling with some concern.
He has never been so unreasonable before.
Tonight, Jingwei didn't use Fenghuang Down to relax his mind, and Yun Ling didn't sleep either.
He quietly went down the mountain, filled a pot with wine, and sat down to meditate alone on the edge of the cliff.
As intelligent as he was, he naturally understood the meaning behind Jingwei's words.
He didn't like Lin Chaoyu; his feelings for her were just those of a senior brother caring for his junior sister.
He could certainly sense Lin Chaoyu's feelings for him, but if he didn't like her, he just didn't like her, so why force it?
But this also indirectly confirms something.
"Master, you're panicking."
Yun Ling took a sip of wine, the bitter taste making him feel dizzy.
"My alcohol tolerance... can't be that bad, can it...?"
He wanted to pretend to be a chivalrous knight-errant, riding freely on horseback, as rumored in martial arts novels, but it seems his alcohol tolerance doesn't allow him to show off.
Yun Ling lay down on a nearby rock, feeling dizzy, and fell into a deep sleep.
After that day, Jingwei never used Fenghuang Down to put Yun Ling to sleep again, and because she was concerned for Chaoyu, she never mentioned marriage again.
Yun Ling also unlocked a new skill, "Drunken Life, Dreamlike Death".
Drinking a sip of wine before bed will make you sleep soundly, even more soundly than a pig.
Three years passed in the blink of an eye, and suddenly, a new sect called "Holy Fire Sect" appeared in the martial arts world.
The leader of the Holy Flame Cult, Yan Shilu, extended invitations to heroes of the martial arts world to attend the so-called "Holy Flame Assembly".
The Immortal Jingwei was also invited.
"It's nothing more than a competition for the title of 'Number One in the World'."
Yun Ling lay on the side, basking in the sun, and immediately saw through Yan Shilu's intentions. He casually handed the invitation to Lin Chaoyu, who was standing next to him.
"Should we tell Master?" Lin Chaoyu asked.
"Yan Shilu was unknown in his early years, but he has suddenly risen to prominence in the last two years. He must have found some way to improve his strength."
"Master will go. After all, most of the methods to quickly improve strength, apart from the 'Taixu Sword Qi,' are demonic. Yan Shilu should have already 'fallen into demonic ways.'"
Yun Ling swung his right leg, already guessing what Jingwei was thinking.
As expected, after seeing the letter, Jingwei was already planning to go and take a look.
"Who will Master take with her this time?" Lin Chaoyu asked.
In recent years, Jingwei has always taken Lin Chaoyu with her when she goes down the mountain, and Yun Ling seems to have been forgotten by her.
"...Let Yun Ling come with me. Chaoyu, you will be in charge of the affairs on Mount Taixu."
"Yes, Master." Lin Chaoyu nodded.
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