All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me-Chapter 447 - 268: Sister Nan Ji is the Eastern Emperor, right?_2

Chapter 447: Chapter 268: Sister Nan Ji is the Eastern Emperor, right?_2
I wonder what those two were talking about?
I wonder what those two were talking about?
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Night fell, and the moon shone bright as jade. It hung at the corner of the pavilion, casting a serene glow over the pond.
Li Zijun looked at the woman before her.
My mind is incessantly speculating about her identity. In my previous life, I certainly couldn’t remember a woman with Tribulation-Crossing Cultivation. To know my father, she must not be some reclusive old monster. And yet, this woman has suddenly appeared by Master’s side? Even calling him ’husband’? Nan Ji? Is that her real name? What on earth is her purpose for being at Master’s side, and why does she seem to obey him so readily, showing such compliance? What unforeseen events have taken place during this time?
But for some reason, whether it was a woman’s intuition, Li Zijun always felt that the woman before her was very familiar, both in appearance and in the particular aura about her. Despite the woman’s best efforts to suppress it, Li Zijun could still perceive the unintentional air of authority that came from long being in a high position.
After much thought, Li Zijun smiled at her and said, "Sister Nan Ji, are you Elder Su’s wife? I heard you call Elder Su ’husband’..." Her voice trembled slightly as she uttered the word ’wife.’
Although Li Zijun hid it well, how could a Tribulation-Crossing Cultivator like myself not be sensitive to it?
Ji Nanjue’s expression remained a gentle smile, but inwardly she had already begun to size up the young woman before her. Her eyes narrowed slightly, her hands involuntarily clasping together.
One can’t help but marvel at a woman’s unique intuition. Could it be that this Li Zijun harbors some complicated feelings for my husband? Although I’ve repeatedly stressed that I don’t care how many women are around Su Bei, when this so-called ’love rival’ actually appeared before me, I suddenly realized my heart is just like any ordinary woman’s. It’s not as strong as my cultivation...
"Elder Su is, naturally, my husband," Ji Nanjue stated, her tone emphasized.
After speaking, she suddenly had a thought.
Why am I suddenly getting competitive with this junior? And why is my heart becoming more and more like that of an ordinary woman?
"Sister Nan Ji, how did you and Elder Su meet?" Li Zijun asked, still pondering, oblivious to the strong possessiveness in Ji Nanjue’s words.
Ji Nanjue’s composure gradually returned. She looked at Li Zijun without answering her question and suddenly asked, "Li Zijun, do you like Su Bei?"
Even though Li Zijun had been reborn and her temperament was remarkably calm, her heart still trembled slightly at having her thoughts so abruptly exposed.
These subtle expressions, though perhaps unnoticeable to an ordinary person, were crystal clear to Ji Nanjue, further confirming her suspicions. A hint of a smile touched her lips as she said, "You are but sixteen years old, and to my knowledge, you have hardly ever met Elder Su. Why then do you care so much about him? Is it because he saved you? But the person who saved you before was me, wasn’t it? Logically, shouldn’t the person you fall for be me?"
Ji Nanjue had hoped to see the young woman before her blush and fall silent, but she didn’t get her wish.
Li Zijun merely lowered her eyes, seemingly caught off guard by Ji Nanjue’s questions, her gaze falling to Nan Ji’s embroidered shoes and the shapely legs beneath her white skirt.
Ji Nanjue laughed inwardly.
She’s just a little girl, after all,
she thought.
I managed to stump her with just a few words.
Unexpectedly, Li Zijun suddenly looked up, staring into Ji Nanjue’s eyes, and said something shocking, "Sister Nan Ji, you have disguised yourself as a man before, haven’t you?"
Ji Nanjue’s smile instantly froze. Her eyes narrowed, gazing at the woman before her with profound meaning, while her right hand tightly grasped the hem of her skirt. A chill seemed to gradually permeate the room.
Li Zijun, naturally aware of the change in the room’s atmosphere, seemed to press her advantage, her lips curved in the same serene smile. "And... as the Eastern Emperor."
Tribulation-Crossing Cultivators weren’t unheard of, but I definitely didn’t believe an unknown one would suddenly appear in the Twenty-One Provinces. Furthermore, from the very beginning, I had noticed many inconsistencies. It was only after the Ascension Platform incident that I lost track of Master. In such a short time, it made no sense for a Tribulation-Crossing Cultivator to suddenly be accompanying him. And I could sense Master’s trust in this woman. Master is such a meticulous person; he would never let his guard down so easily for a woman who appeared out of nowhere. In my previous life, I clearly knew that the Eastern Emperor’s cultivation was at the Tribulation-Crossing Stage! I had met the Eastern Emperor before, and even then, he gave me a very strange feeling. I also knew that the Twenty-One Provinces had medicinal herbs capable of concealing one’s true aura, like Immortal Fate Grass. That day in the hall, as the Eastern Emperor walked up from behind me, I unconsciously glanced at his feet. For a man, they were too delicate. But most importantly, she—Nan Ji—unintentionally revealed that she knew my father, and she didn’t try to hide it. Perhaps that statement alone wasn’t much to go on. Undeniably, the Eastern Emperor hid everything extremely well, well enough to deceive even Master. But what she could never have accounted for was that I am a reincarnator! I know the Eastern Emperor definitely doesn’t have any twin sisters! And my father had never known such a Tribulation-Crossing Cultivator! One correct hypothesis, bolstered by a wealth of information, can lead to the correct answer.
Only now did Ji Nanjue retract her playful smile. Composedly, she picked up the teapot before her, poured a cup for Li Zijun and one for herself, and said softly, "Impressive, Li Zijun. I imagine that after you left Luodu with the envoy’s delegation, you appeared here alone because you sensed in advance that Evil Cultivators were plotting against you. What about the Disciple from the Confucian School who was with you?"
The temperature in the room had become bone-chillingly cold. Li Zijun’s face turned pale, unable to withstand the intense chill, but she still picked up the steaming cup of tea and took a light sip, saying, "Sister Nan Ji, I won’t tell anyone about this... I would never harm Elder Su; it’s not just about fondness."
These words were enough for Ji Nanjue to take the young woman before her seriously. She could sense that Li Zijun’s words came from the heart. The ensuing confusion, coupled with Su Bei’s strange behavior when he had seen Li Zijun earlier that day, made Ji Nanjue all the more curious about this enigmatic young woman before her.
"Li Zijun, I have some questions for you!" Ji Nanjue declared, using the royal "I."
Li Zijun felt the icy chill around her gradually weaken until it was bearable. She set down the teacup, which had now frozen solid. Gently patting the wound on her chest, she remained as gentle and graceful as ever, her eyes, which seemed to hold starlight, showing neither subservience nor arrogance as she said, "You’re welcome to ask me anything, Sister Nan Ji, and I will tell you everything I know. However... I hope that if I answer one of your questions, you will answer one of mine in return."
Ji Nanjue’s phoenix eyes stared at Li Zijun. Seeing that she had no intention of yielding, she finally compromised.
If she were just an ordinary woman, or even some prodigy from a Great Sect, I wouldn’t need to bother with her,
Ji Nanjue thought.
Out of consideration for Su Bei, not silencing her directly would have been my greatest act of mercy. But this Li Zijun is the sole daughter of the Confucian Sage. The Confucian Sage’s cultivation is unfathomable, perhaps even comparable to my own master’s. There are too many factors to consider.
"Alright."
Li Zijun smiled gently and, surprisingly, took Ji Nanjue’s hand intimately, saying, "Then, in my heart, Sister Nan Ji is now truly Sister Nan Ji. I did indeed sense someone scheming in the shadows, so I had Erlu and Duo’er, who were always with me, go on ahead to find Confucian School Disciples to meet up with me. But now their whereabouts are unknown..."
Ji Nanjue’s gaze sharpened. She immediately thought of the Evil Cultivator from the Blade Sect whom she had killed. Looking at Li Zijun, she asked, "Is there a traitor in the Confucian School?"