Chapter 495 - The Cultivation Master’s Blackened Disciple (72)
Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here
Because she still had to follow the cannon fodder plot, she tried very hard to brush up on a point or two of favorability, mentally preparing herself as she muddled along and waited to die.
And the enemies driven off by the great defensive array would take some time to regroup.
So Bai Weiwei was extremely relaxed during the next two months.
Ning Yishu quietly accompanied her, preparing her medicine and combing her hair.
She was so bored out of her mind, she even played music and wrote poems to distract herself.
Bai Weiwei had an easy life as she was waited on by the docile and obedient Ning Yishu.
During the dull days, Ning Yishuâs favorability rose to 97.
Bai Weiwei counted the days and knocked on the system. âTodayâs the day I follow the plot?â
The side mission hadnât been completed yet. She still had to try to refine Ning Yishu into a pill, then kick him off the cliff.
In any case, as long as these two things were done well, no matter what the process, the details could be overlooked.
The ending was for Ning Yishu to be thrown into a pill furnace, escape, and then be kicked off the cliff by her.
She would be able to retire with honors [1].
The system was completely sympathetic: âYes, quickly refine the poor, miserable male lead. Heâs waiting to counterattack.â
Bai Weiwei had ample experience. âSixteen months is too long. Look at the favorability. Believe it or not, Iâll be able to reach 100 today.â
The system was extremely skeptical. Even if the male lead was an M [2], after being refined into a pill and kicked off a cliff, would the favorability still go up?
Bai Weiwei patted the unconvinced systemâs dog head and quietly laughed without speaking.
Ning Yishu was in the middle of combing Bai Weiweiâs hair. Seeing her slight smile, he couldnât help but say: âDid shifu hear some good news today, to be so happy?â
Bai Weiwei looked up, seeming completely relaxed.
âNing Yishu, last time our marriage ceremony wasnât completed. Today, how about having another marriage?â
Ning Yishu froze, his fingers tightly gripping her long hair. âShifu, can you say that again?â
Bai Weiwei said languidly, âStill calling me shifu. Who in this world doesnât know that you are my honorable companion?â
The matter about the two was spread by those idiots who came to attack Grand Heavens Mountain.
There wasnât anything shocking to hear.
Bai Weiwei ignored the petrified Ning Yishu. She leisurely got up and brought out a conveniently prepared red wedding dress.
âHelp me change.â
She gestured arrogantly.
Ning Yishu didnât think it was any problem at all. On the contrary, he felt it was lovable; he would gladly be her slave.
Like it was second nature, he helped her put on the wedding dress.
The red skirt swayed like a flickering fire. It was extremely beautiful.
It was only after he finished sorting out Bai Weiweiâs sleeves that he stopped. His sluggish brain began to slowly creak as it turned.
She said she wanted to marry him?
Marryâhim!
When Bai Weiwei finished putting on the wedding dress, she plucked a flower from the nearby vase and pinned it in her hair.
âDo I look good?â
She turned around, the corner of her mouth quirked up. The smiling Ning Yishu felt as though his heart were drunk.
Ning Yishu even forgot to breathe as he foolishly stared at her in a daze. In his eyes full of the air of death, intense feelings of joy swept everything away.
He stammered, âWeiwei...â
Bai Weiwei looked at him in dissatisfaction. âHurry up and put on your bridegroomâs clothes. Weâre going through the formalities.â
Ning Yishu still couldnât believe it. âYou want to marry me? A good-for-nothing like me?â
Bai Weiwei impatiently jabbed his forehead with a finger. âWaste, youâre getting married, and youâre talking as much [3] as a gossiping woman [4].â
Ning Yishu stared at her, then suddenly broke into a dazzling smile.
His heart was full of joy, full of happiness, full of her.
ãDing. The male leadâs favorability has increased to 98.ã
1: åæèº«é: to retire after winning merit/make oneâs mark.â©
2: masochist.â©
3: ç½éå§å¦: normally å°éå¦; dialect for being talkative.â©
4: é¿èå¦: lit. long-tongued woman; gossip monger.â©