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After hearing everything that had happened in the courtyard, Ji Linglong was furious and slammed her hand on the table, standing up abruptly.
What kind of place is Baiyun Palace? Just because others don’t want to send their daughters out, they come knocking on the door demanding them? In broad daylight, such things are simply outrageous!
Qi Xiao nodded in agreement and gently pushed her.
You should hurry to the Jiang residence and swap places with Jiang Xinlian.
Ji Linglong nodded absentmindedly but suddenly felt a wave of anxiety wash over her. She slapped her face and paused in place.
After such a commotion, would Baiyun Palace send someone to investigate?
She elbowed Qi Xiao and asked, Is your disguise pill reliable? I won’t be recognized as soon as I step in there, will I?
Qi Xiao looked a bit speechless. When have I ever let you down?
The products from the Alchemy Hall are guaranteed to be top-notch.
Upon hearing this, Ji Linglong raised an eyebrow, feeling somewhat reassured. She took the vial from Qi Xiao’s hand.
Things from the Alchemy Hall are indeed more trustworthy than you.
Qi Xiao reached out and snatched it back. If you don’t want it, then forget it.
Wait, wait, wait! I was wrong! Without the disguise pill, I’d be caught as soon as I enter Baiyun Palace!
Qi Xiao lifted his hand and waved it around his waist, and instantly produced a small porcelain vial.
Two identical porcelain vials sat side by side; no one could tell which was which.
Oh dear, I accidentally mixed them up! I can’t even tell which one I made myself.
Ji Linglong shot him a glare, snatched one of the vials without hesitation, and swallowed its contents immediately.
How childish! If I get caught because of you, I’ll haunt you as a ghost!
Qi Xiao crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. Sorry, but we’re on different paths—there’s no chance for us.
You’re asking for trouble!
Ji Linglong fiddled with her reflection in the mirror before scheduling a time with Jiang Xinlian. Half an hour later, she slammed a disciple's jade token onto the table.
This is the token that Qiao Yu gave me. Since I'm going to impersonate Jiang Xinlian to enter the residence, it’s useless to me now. You can take care of it yourself.
But if you decide to use it yourself, make sure you don’t run into Qiao Yu.
Qi Xiao chuckled and pushed it back toward her.
You should keep it with you. If anything unexpected happens on the mountain, disguising yourself as a disciple when coming down could provide an escape route.
Ji Linglong tugged at her lips, realizing he had a point. She tucked the jade token back into her waistband.
The boy was certainly more clever than she was, and the matter of the jade pendant was not something she needed to worry about. She donned her cloak and quietly left the inn, making her way toward the Lord's residence.
After a stick of incense had burned down, Jiang Xinlian sent everyone away and nervously closed the door behind her. When she saw the girl in red remove her cloak, revealing a face that looked exactly like her own, she let out a startled gasp.
Ji Linglong immediately shushed her, urging her to be quiet. What if they attracted attention? Jiang Xinlian covered her mouth and nodded repeatedly.
"What about your wedding dress?"
Jiang Xinlian quickly realized and fetched the wedding dress from the rack. The dress was lavish and intricate, quite cumbersome to wear. More importantly, Jiang Xinlian's figure was slimmer than Ji Linglong's.
With a firm tug, Jiang Xinlian tightened the dress around Ji Linglong's waist. Hearing the girl's cry of pain, she quickly reassured her. "Just bear with it; once we leave Jiang's residence, no one will be able to tell."
"It's just marrying someone; why do I have to wear so much?" Ji Linglong complained, feeling tormented by the layers of fabric that not only weighed her down but also demanded a slender appearance.
As she thought about wearing fewer layers to ease the tightness, Jiang Xinlian wore a serious expression and firmly removed Ji Linglong's hands from the dress. "No! This wedding dress was personally overseen by my mother. If you don't wear it as designed, she'll recognize you at first glance."
"Just endure it for a little while longer," she urged.
She then pressed Ji Linglong down into a chair, arranging her hair with pins and applying rouge to her cheeks.
After a flurry of activity, dusk began to settle in. The Jiang couple hurriedly knocked on the door, anxious for news. Ji Linglong instructed Jiang Xinlian to hide in the room until the small sedan chair from Baiyun Palace departed; then someone would come to escort her away.
Jiang Xinlian nodded silently and concealed herself in the wardrobe. Ji Linglong covered herself with a red veil and pushed open the door. Instantly, everyone in the courtyard fell silent; even through the thin veil, it was evident that the girl possessed stunning beauty.
Mrs. Jiang could no longer contain herself and collapsed into Jiang Yuanbai's arms, weeping uncontrollably. Jiang Yuanbai felt a mix of emotions as he silently stroked his wife's shoulder while gazing at the radiant girl before him with a heavy sigh.
"My dear daughter, it's time to set off," he said softly.
The round-faced maid stepped forward quietly to support Ji Linglong's hand. With a resounding gong echoing through the air, the crowd in front of them slowly parted as a small red sedan chair swayed its way out of the city.
The Linlang Pavilion branch received a letter from the Baiyun Palace. After reading it, Yu Shen folded the letter and tucked it into his pocket.
He walked up to the loft and bowed respectfully. "Uncle, the preparations for the wedding delivery from Jiangling are nearly complete."
Yu Ming, curled up in his chair, nodded weakly, appearing exhausted. It seemed that just knowing this news brought him some relief.
After a moment of hesitation, Yu Shen spoke softly again. "But Uncle, the significant loss of disciples from Baiyun Palace in recent years seems to have raised the alert of the Xiaoyao Sect. According to the letter from Baiyun Palace, we are currently in a tumultuous autumn, and many unfamiliar cultivators have come here. It's possible that some of them are spies from major sects."
The master of Baiyun Palace is worried about this matter and wants us to intervene and assist in some way.
Yu Ming closed his eyes and let out a low laugh. "How can we get involved in such matters? We can't just create trouble for them to divert attention, can we?"
Yu Shen hesitated, his tone difficult but he still spoke up. "It seems that the master of Baiyun Palace thinks that way."
Yu Ming suddenly opened his eyes, pounding on the armrest in anger, but due to his weakness, he could hardly move, only his chest heaved with rage.
He cursed, "They created this mess themselves with their careless actions and now they want us at Linlang Pavilion to clean it up? They must be dreaming! Uncle, if those major sects really set their sights on us and it affects this matter, I fear that esteemed person will not let it slide!"
"If we do nothing at all, perhaps that master of Baiyun Palace will easily shift the blame onto us."
Yu Ming's gaze turned cold and fierce as he seethed with anger. "That bunch of filthy people from Baiyun Palace can't handle their own affairs yet want to drag us down with them; it's simply outrageous!"
At that moment, a muffled groan echoed faintly from within the loft. The sound was very close, as if separated by only a wall. Yu Ming cast a cold glance at the smooth wall, his expression darkening.
Since they want us to handle something, then let’s get him out of there. A member of the Bai family taken away by a demon would certainly attract attention.
Yu Shen responded quietly with an acknowledgment.
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