Ji Shiyou took Mingyue away, originally intending to discuss the pear blossom hairpin.
But looking at Mingyue under the moonlight, the words wanting to marry her slipped out involuntarily.
Mingyue was surprised that Ji Shiyou would say this, and choked on her saliva.
"Cough, cough, cough, I am a demon."
Despite the coughing, Mingyue was secretly delighted.
It seemed she wasn't the only one with feelings; Ji Shiyou liked her too.
However, she was still unsure and asked somewhat shyly.
"I know."
Ji Shiyou also felt nervous and answered dryly.
As a straightforward man, his heart was pounding.
He thought, according to normal logic.
Mingyue only had two possible responses: agree or disagree.
Why did she bring up her origins?
Mingyue's unconventional behavior exceeded his expectations.
"My cultivation is too low."
Mingyue continued, but she was somewhat dissatisfied with Ji Shiyou's answer.
Zhu Ji had once told her that if a man loved a woman.
He would tolerate everything about her and beautify all her shortcomings.
There was also a saying: "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder."
At the time, she didn't understand what it meant, so Zhu Ji explained.
She said that if a man loved a woman, even if she was an ugly monster.
In the eyes of the man who loved her, she would be a beauty.
All of a woman's flaws would become virtues in the eyes of the man who loved her.
But Ji Shiyou didn't beautify anything; he admitted it directly.
Did Ji Shiyou not like her at all, or not enough?
Uncertain, Mingyue, who had no romantic experience, decided to give Ji Shiyou another chance.
"It is quite low, almost non-existent."
Ji Shiyou told the truth, feeling anxious. Did Mingyue agree or not?
Why was she rambling about useless things?
"Then why do you want to marry me?"
Mingyue had tried twice without getting a satisfactory answer.
So she stopped testing and directly asked the question that concerned her most.
She desperately wanted to know, given the huge gap between her and Ji Shiyou.
They were completely mismatched, so why did Ji Shiyou want to marry her?
"I am a man, and in Bibo Pond, we have already...
We have already done that, so I must be responsible for you."
Ji Shiyou straightened his body and said responsibly.
"Go to hell! I don't want to talk to you anymore!"
Mingyue suddenly became angry, pushed Ji Shiyou away, and walked away in a huff.
She was very disappointed. It turned out that Ji Shiyou wanted to marry her.
Not because he liked her, but simply because he wanted to be responsible for her.
It made sense; Ji Shiyou was a person who valued rules and etiquette.
Since they had been intimate, he should marry her.
However, she didn't want to marry him. She wanted Ji Shiyou to like her for her beauty and cuteness.
She wanted him to marry her because he liked her as a person.
She was that kind of superficial person. Rules and etiquette.
She didn't understand them and didn't care about them.
Even though they had been intimate, it wouldn't make her willingly marry Ji Shiyou.
The more Mingyue thought about it, the angrier she became, and the further she walked.
Ji Shiyou stood on the bridge like a statue.
He didn't know what he had done wrong, what he had said wrong.
Why did Mingyue suddenly get so angry? And tell him to go to hell.
He, also inexperienced in love, couldn't understand.
But there was one thing he was clear about.
Mingyue had rejected him and didn't want to marry him.
However, he would not give up. Ji Shiyou encouraged himself in his heart.
After some mental preparation, Ji Shiyou saw Mingyue walking further and further away.
She wasn't heading towards the inn at all. His expression changed.
Would Mingyue decide to leave because she was angry?
So his figure flashed, and he quickly followed her.
"Where are you going?"
Ji Shiyou asked nervously.
"Back to the inn to sleep."
Mingyue turned her head away, not looking at Ji Shiyou.
She said in a fierce but cute tone and continued to walk forward.
"But the inn is in the opposite direction."
Ji Shiyou said cautiously after being scolded.
"Then lead the way!"
Mingyue became even fiercer!
The two returned to the inn one after another. Mingyue went straight to the bed and buried herself in it.
Facing the inside of the bed, she covered herself with the quilt.
Ji Shiyou wanted to speak. He wanted to ask Mingyue.
Why she suddenly got angry, so he walked to the bedside.
But before he could speak, Mingyue on the bed suddenly threw off the quilt.
She stared at him fiercely, without speaking.
She pointed to the line on the floor with her finger, then covered herself with the quilt again.
Ji Shiyou sighed and silently retreated outside the line.
He picked up a cushion from the chair and placed it on the floor.
He wanted to meditate, but he couldn't enter a state of concentration for a long time.
He couldn't understand why things had turned out this way.
What had he done wrong? Everything was fine.
In the blink of an eye, his relationship with Mingyue had become like this.
Women are truly unfathomable.
He was lost in thought for most of the night, until just before dawn.
He finally calmed his mind and entered a state of self-forgetfulness.
Mingyue, on the other hand, had a good night's sleep. Her strength was that.
No matter how big the problem, it wouldn't affect her eating and sleeping.
Zhu Ji's evaluation of her was: thoughtless.
Moreover, this was the second time in her life she had slept in a bed, and it was incredibly comfortable.
So she slept very soundly.
"Why am I on the floor? Ji Shiyou, that scoundrel.
He must have, while I was asleep.
Taken me off the bed and slept on it himself."
Mingyue opened her eyes and found herself sitting on the floor.
She was furious and stood up, ready to confront Ji Shiyou.
"Ji..."
As soon as she reached the bedside, Mingyue shouted angrily.
But she only managed to say "Ji," and the rest of the words wouldn't come out.
Because she saw that lying on the bed was herself.
"Could it be?"
Mingyue rushed to the mirror in the room and found that it was as she suspected.
The person appearing in the mirror was Ji Shiyou.
"Our souls have swapped again. It seems yesterday's recovery was only temporary.
It didn't solve the fundamental problem. After a certain period, it will be ineffective, and the bodies will still be swapped."
Ji Shiyou sat up from the bed and said calmly.
Then, very naturally, he took out a storage bag from his embrace.
He took out the pear blossom hairpin he had been longing for and put it on his head.
"Ji Shiyou, I warn you, don't touch my things.
Didn't you dislike this hairpin? And you're wearing it."
Mingyue snatched her storage bag back, her face full of wariness.
Like a startled little beast, she bared her teeth and claws at Ji Shiyou.
For a miser, a storage bag was something that needed to be guarded with one's life.
"Who told you I didn't like it? Yesterday, I handed it to you.
I wanted you to give it to me personally, but today it's not necessary.
Our souls have swapped again. Have you put it on me with your body?
It's no different from you giving it to me personally."
Ji Shiyou had thought for most of the night last night and figured it out.
He had already made it clear to Mingyue that he wanted to marry her.
Whether Mingyue agreed or not was irrelevant.
There was no need to be shy anymore; Mingyue was his person.
So he acted out of character, without any reservations towards Mingyue.
"Alright, if you like it, then I'll give it to you.
No, Ji Shiyou, what we urgently need to solve now.
Is to quickly swap our bodies back, not to discuss the hairpin."
The hairpin was originally meant for Ji Shiyou, so Mingyue didn't care.
What she cared about now was getting her body back quickly.
Because she was angry with Ji Shiyou yesterday, she had made a decision.
To stay at the inn for one night and leave in the morning.
She didn't want to enter Sifang Mountain with Ji Shiyou anymore.
She wanted to stay far away from Ji Shiyou. As for why she didn't leave last night.
Joking, a room costing five hundred taels for one night, how could she not experience it?
But the soul swapping again disrupted her plan.
"This... How did it recover last time? Let's try again?"
Ji Shiyou sat on the bed, looking at Mingyue meaningfully.
"You mean, we have to do that again?
But that was temporary, and its effect only lasted for a day.
If we use this method, won't we have to do that every day?"
Thinking about how they had recovered last time, Mingyue's face turned red. She refused.