Believe It Or Not, I Already Caught You - Chapter 108.1
Feng Lou & Ling Ji
“Who are you?” The feeling of seeing a person who looked almost identical to her yet completely different was somewhat fantastic.
“Didn’t you already guess?” The woman smiled faintly, with a charming smile deep in her eyes. It gave Chen Yu the illusion that she could be so beautiful.
“Are you my past life, or my past life’s memories?” Chen Yu asked.
“I am the memory of your previous life. My name is Qing Ling, and the title granted to me is Ling Ji,” the woman replied.
“Qing Ling? Ling Ji?” Chen Yu’s eyes widened as she looked at the hairpin in the woman’s bun. “Do the Green Spirit Hairpin(Qing Ling Hairpin) and the Ling Ji sword both belong to you?”
“Yes.” Ling Ji nodded, “The Ling Ji Sword was given to me by my father on my thirteenth birthday, and I was granted the title, Princess Ling Ji. I was allowed to use the sword to protect the peace of my country.”
When Ling Ji mentioned protecting her country, a trace of melancholy flashed in her eyes. After a pause, she continued, “The Green Spirit Hairpin is a token of love that Feng Luo gave me. It was carved from a ten-thousand-year-old imperial jade, a jewel fetched from the East Sea.”
“Feng Luo? Third Brother’s past life?” Chen Yu looked at Princess Ling Ji in disbelief, “So it turns out that my Third Brother and I were a couple in our previous life.”
“Do you like your Third Brother?” Princess Ling Ji asked suddenly.
“Yes.” Chen Yu nodded her head without hesitation.
Seeing the bright twinkle in Chen Yu’s eyes when she replied, Princess Ling Ji smiled again, a warm and pure smile.
“You must also like Feng Luo very much, right?” Chen Yu recalled that people in the ancient times got married early, so she blushingly asked, “Then were you married?”
Princess Ling Ji was stunned for a moment. Seeing Chen Yu’s shy blush, she guessed what she wanted to ask. Nevertheless, she smiled and asked, “What do you want to ask?”
“It’s… Uhm…” Chen Yu’s face turned even redder. Just the thought that Feng Luo was her Third Brother’s past life, and Princess Ling Ji was her own; if they got married, it would be equivalent to her and her Third Brother… Oh, my! My face feels so hot.
“We did not get married.” Perceiving Chen Yu’s shyness, Princess Ling Ji decided to stop teasing her.
“Huh?” Chen Yu made no secret of her surprise.
“Want to hear our story?” Ling Ji asked out of the blue.
“Hmm.” Chen Yu had a vague conjecture. Perhaps Princess Ling Ji’s memory was kept until now in order to tell her the story between them.
Princess Ling Ji began to slowly recall: “I was originally the youngest princess of the Ye State. Feng Luo was a young Celestial Master who went down the mountains for training. That year, Feng Luo encountered a Ghost King that devoured people’s souls overnight. In order not to hurt the souls of the people devoured by the Ghost King once Feng Lou killed it, he came to the palace at midnight and borrowed the Ling Ji Sword from me.”
“When I first saw him, he was a young man wearing white clothes, and with black hair. His eyes were also clear. He stood in front of the corridor in the moonlight, like a pearl, a jade, a banished immortal…”
“Princess, can I borrow your sword?” The young Feng Luo slightly leaned forward and bowed to the princess.
“Borrow it for what?” The young lady inched closer and asked. She had never seen such a good-looking little brother.
“To protect the righteousness of heaven and earth.” Young Feng Luo returned loudly.
“But only I can use my sword,” the girl said deliberately.
“Then …” The young man seemed to be quite troubled. He said after a moment’s hesitation, “Then can I please ask Your Highness to take a trip with me with the Ling Ji Sword? I will definitely protect Your Highness.”
“Your name is Feng Luo, hmm.”
The blossoms under the corridor suddenly bloomed. That was the whisper of a love sprouting.
At some point in the dark space, tables, chairs and tea sets manifested. Princess Ling Ji was sipping tea elegantly, while Chen Yu watched her with envy: “Oh, it was so romantic when you first met, unlike us at all.”
“What was it like when you first met?” Princess Ling Ji asked curiously.
“I’m a Celestial Master, you know. I noticed Third Brother firstly because he was overflowing with evil qi. I thought he came out to harm people, so I ran after him to warn him, saying…” Chen Yu recalled her tone that day, “The next time I see you, believe it or not, I’ll capture you.”
“Pfft…” Princess Lingji burst out laughing. But in a blink, she became envious, “You are more domineering than me.”
“Don’t mention it, heheheh…” Chen Yu giggled and asked again, “Since Feng Luo is a Celestial Master, then why is there such a heavy evil qi in Third Brother’s soul?”
“Because of me.” Ling Ji put down the teacup in her hand. She lowered her eyes and took a trip down memory lane again, “That year, Feng Luo planned to take me back to meet his master, and on our return, he would go to my father to propose marriage… “
In the Luoshan Sect library.
Feng Luo was afraid that she would be bored, so she left her to read books there. In the past few years, Princess Ling Ji followed Feng Luo around to exorcise ghosts, so she became pretty interested in books related to Metaphysics. Hence, read them with relish for a while.
When Feng Luo pushed the door and came in, she had just finished reading a book about zombies. When she saw Feng Luo come in, the girl couldn’t help but feel guilty. Because Feng Lou had hidden books about zombies from her before, she took advantage of Feng Lou’s absence and found one.
“Brother Luo, have you seen your master?” Ling Ji approached him and asked.
“Mm.” Feng Luo’s complexion looked very bad. He also appeared somewhat in a trance, but the excited young lady noticed none of it.
“Brother Luo, I found that I am also very talented in Metaphysics. I can understand those books, and I can even set up a simple Spirit Gathering Formation,” the girl begged for praise.
“Qing Ling is already very smart.” Feng Luo grudgingly smiled.
“Then will your master like me?” The girl blinked her big eyes and looked at Feng Luo with a mixture of expectation and apprehension.
“Yes.” The young man wanted to raise his hand to brush the girl’s cheek as usual, but he lifted his hand halfway and put it down again. “But my master’s seclusion is not over yet.”
“Not over yet? Then should we wait a few more days?”
“No, I’ll send you back for now.”