Chapter 257: Goddess Martial Aunt's Journey for Two, Formal Meeting with the Feminized Son-in-law (3)
Yun Rong had been drawn by the sound and came in, intending to help ease her martial niece's suffering.
When she reached the bedside, she was momentarily speechless.
After a pause, she didn't join in immediately, but instead took out some tissues.
Better to wipe those tears first... sigh.
With strength like this, how did she have the nerve to talk so big earlier?
"Martial Aunt, don't look at me like that—wu wu wu!"
Ye Xueyi quickly covered her face with tissues, cheeks burning red from sheer shame.
Being seen like this by her martial aunt—she wanted to crawl into a hole and die.
"Niece, don't cry. I'm here. I won't let this scoundrel keep bullying you!"
"You villain! Daring to bully my niece like this—today, I must teach you a lesson!"
Yun Rong gently pulled Ye Xueyi into her arms and scolded Su Qing.
Her righteous voice was like a heroic lady stepping forth to deliver justice.
Ye Xueyi hadn't expected that kind of line, her head filled with question marks.
"A noble heroine, huh? Ganging up on me two-to-one? Well, I'm not backing down!"
Su Qing played along, even putting on the voice of a small-time crook.
"Martial niece, together we'll defeat this great villain!"
Yun Rong took her niece's hand, eyes brimming with resolve.
"Mhm!"
Ye Xueyi met her martial aunt's gaze, tightening her grip.
In that moment, she truly felt like her martial aunt was her saving angel.
The disgraced goddess had completely forgotten past grievances.
Back then, she'd been annoyed Yun Rong didn't listen to her.
But now, when it mattered, only her martial aunt came through!
Judging by her performance earlier, there was no way she could handle that bastard alone.
Teaming up with someone unfamiliar would just be awkward.
But with her martial aunt, there was no problem at all!
Su Qing: "..."
Watching the two of them united in purpose, he was genuinely shaken.
Was this the power of the big sister type?
Without even saying it aloud, she'd effortlessly set their roles.
Amazing.
Still... despite all their momentum, how strong were they actually?
Would two heroines working together overcome him?
Or would they just get in each other's way and fall short?
Only one way to find out.
Night fell.
Under the moonlight, Su Qing had left the room and headed toward a mountain outside the city.
The battle had ended in his favor.
Even with two opponents, it hadn't taken much effort.
After all... the goddess had all the strength of a helpless kitten—just there to liven things up.
Yun Rong had held out admirably, but still ended up exhausted, falling asleep with her niece in her arms.
That kind of sweeping victory wasn't exactly surprising.
Su Qing's body had been strengthened multiple times—it was far more powerful than before.
When it came to this sort of fight, his prowess had skyrocketed.
After finishing things with both of them, he had planned to rest—until a letter arrived.
It was signed by his aunt, though it didn't mention what the meeting was about.
When he reached the designated place, the moon was bright overhead.
A graceful silhouette stood on the mountain peak, gazing into the distance.
As Su Qing approached, he got a clearer view—and instinctively paused.
He felt a strange little jolt of awe...
She wore a flowing white dress, her delicate, curvy figure seeming fragile in the night breeze.
Golden hair tied back, a few strands had escaped and danced in the wind.
Her stunning face glowed under the moonlight, giving her a dreamy beauty.
Her features somewhat resembled Gu Hanyan's, but softer, more youthful.
She had a gentle, slightly vulnerable girlish charm that drew the eye.
Just one glance, and she looked like a moon fairy ready to walk off into the night sky—flawless.
When she heard someone approaching, the moonlit girl turned to look.
Her sharp eyes flashed like blades, cutting across his face.
But once she saw who it was, her gaze instantly dropped, suddenly shy.
Her hands, hidden in her long sleeves, twisted nervously together.
"Hello, may I ask what your relationship is with Auntie, and why you used her name?"
Su Qing stepped closer and asked in a gentle voice.
There was still a trace of undisguised surprise in his eyes.
"I... I'm Auntie's nie—mm."
Gu Qingzhou didn't know how to explain.
Just what was her identity now?
"Huh? Auntie has another niece? She never mentioned it."
"Do you know someone named Gu Qingzhou? He's a good friend of mine."
Su Qing sounded genuinely curious.
"Yes... you can call me Gu Qingzhou. Gu Qingzhou is my brother."
Gu Qingzhou's voice was soft, her cheeks tinged with a bashful red.
She didn't know how else to explain, so she just went along with it.
Even the part about being Gu Qingzhou's sibling—she had to go with it.
"What a lovely name—just like my buddy."
Su Qing complimented sincerely.
"Um... so, I just found out something—Tang Xuan's master is arriving soon."
"You need to be careful. Don't fall into their trap."
Gu Qingzhou quickly changed the subject, flustered from the praise.
"Is that so? Got it. Thank you—this is important information."
Su Qing responded seriously.
These off-script developments were impossible to predict.
Even if he were prepared, he'd never know the exact timing.
Her intel was incredibly helpful.
"I'm glad it helps. I'll keep an eye on things there for you."
Gu Qingzhou's heart danced, though she kept a calm expression.
After all, cultivating the Nine Death Heavenly Silkworm Art didn't just make her a girl—it had also made her stronger.
Her greatest improvement was in stealth.
So much so that even the Heavenly Dao Sect Master hadn't noticed her while she was gathering intel.
Of course, part of the reason was that the Sect Master's mind had been unsettled.
"More than watching over things there, I care about your safety. Don't get too close."
"Qingzhou was good to me, and I never had the chance to repay him."
"I think about him often. Seeing you now, those feelings are even stronger."
"If you don't mind, we can treat each other as siblings. I'll be sure to take good care of you."
After finishing the serious talk, Su Qing spoke with a trace of guilt.
His words and tone were deeply sincere—impossible to turn down.
Especially for someone who once considered that man a brother.