blenderwars Chapter 82 Jade
Chapter 82 Jade
This wasn't the first time Mingxun had witnessed his desire for the best in everything.
When Morax was selecting materials for her jewelry, he asked for her opinion, but Mingxun, who knew nothing about such things at the time, chose the most conventional one.
She is not someone who pays much attention to appearances, and she subconsciously restrains herself from becoming arrogant when considering things, which shows that she is quite understanding.
However, Morax seemed quite dissatisfied with her understanding, and his expression visibly darkened.
"Is this really all you want?" he asked in a low voice, frowning.
Obviously, it's hard for a high-ranking demon god to imagine that someone would dislike luxury. Although the materials Mingxun chose would be worth a fortune outside, they were still somewhat cheap compared to the other options he offered.
Mingxun, adept at reading people's expressions, immediately put down one item and picked up another that looked more valuable: "What does Your Excellency think of this one?"
Even though she tried her best to act like she liked what she had, Morax could still tell that she wasn't really interested, and her expression grew increasingly displeased.
He wondered if what he offered wasn't good enough, which was why Mingxun didn't feel anything.
The end result was that Mingxun, who was leading her people to handle the aftermath of the recent battle, was dragged around the entire Liyue by him, all in order to find better materials to make new jewelry for her.
It was probably from that time that Mingxun understood that her wishes were not really that important; what she could truly get was only what Morax wanted to give her.
Therefore, after Zhongli finished talking with Xingxi, he turned to ask her what style of invitation she liked. She replied, "It's enough for you to decide, sir. Your taste is much better than mine. I like anything you choose."
She had a very sweet tongue, and even Xingxi subconsciously remarked, "Mr. Zhongli and his wife have such a good relationship. The wife relies on Mr. Zhongli so much, which shows how much she trusts him."
Unfortunately, the person being praised did not seem satisfied.
Compared to Morax, who was overjoyed because of his youth, Zhong Li's emotions were more reserved. At this moment, the smile on his face remained unchanged, only his amber eyes darkened slightly.
"Boss Xingxi, you flatter me," he replied politely, looking steadily at Mingxun.
The latter looked back at him, puzzled, as if asking if he wasn't going to continue choosing.
Zhong Li walked around behind her and pushed her to the table where various invitations were displayed: "Unfortunately, this time I would like to hear Miss Xun Ming's opinion. I am willing to accept any choice you make."
The answer, so different from Morax's in the past, made Mingxun pause in surprise.
The woman with the sparse hair had already laid out the more precious jewelry that Zhong Li had requested, and Mingxun subconsciously glanced at Zhong Li.
The man's gaze remained fixed on her, seemingly unconcerned about Xingxi's situation or the awkward situation that might arise if she hadn't chosen those items and instead picked the cheapest invitation.
Mingxun suddenly felt a little lost, with a premonition that things might go beyond her plans.
—She seemed never to have considered the difference between Zhongli and Morax.
In her eyes, Morax was not only the god she had served a thousand years ago, but also the nightmare that accompanied her every day. Under the torment of wear and tear, his image was constantly distorted and deepened, and Zhongli became the object that she subconsciously did not carefully distinguish.
Mingxun vaguely sensed something was wrong, but before she could think about it further, Zhongli spoke first: "Miss Xunming, there's no need to hesitate. If you don't have one you particularly like, just choose one that catches your eye. This is just a preliminary plan; we can work together to improve it into a more suitable invitation later."
Although the wedding still had other motives, Zhongli never slacked off.
Moreover, if his plans go smoothly, perhaps everything can be resolved without waiting until the wedding day.
Interrupted from her thoughts, Mingxun subconsciously did as he was told, picking out an elegant design from a pile of invitations. The red surface with subtle patterns was not decorated much, except for a piece of high-quality amber that resembled someone's eye.
Zhongli smiled, seemingly noticing something. He asked Xingxi for some jade and placed it on the invitation. The emerald green and orange-yellow hues intertwined, becoming the finishing touch to the invitation design.
Moreover, jade is also the color of Mingxun's eyes.
Xingxi didn't think much of it, but she could see that Zhongli's action made the already impressive design of the invitation even more outstanding, and she praised his eye for talent.
Zhong Li nodded slightly, politely replied a few words, then turned to Mingxun and asked, "Does Miss Xun Ming like her?"
He truly did as he said at the beginning: he respected and accepted all of Mingxun's choices, and if she didn't like his changes, he would immediately remove the jade.
Mingxun could naturally see the seriousness in his eyes, and shook her head upon hearing this: "No need, sir. Your modification is very good. Using jade as a backdrop will better highlight the brilliance of the amber."
"They're not just supporting characters." Zhong Li immediately retorted, "On this invitation, both are main characters, interdependent and indispensable."
He spoke seriously, his words seemed to have a hidden meaning, and his eyes were fixed on her.
Mingxun avoided his gaze and looked at the only third person present: "Thank you for your help, Boss Xingxi."
"No trouble at all!" Xingxi waved her hand repeatedly, seeing the two off.
After the invitations were settled, she should have gone to buy other wedding supplies. However, just as she was about to head towards other shops, Zhongli grabbed her arm and said, "Invitations are enough. Everything else is ready."
Mingxun was somewhat surprised: "Sir, you've prepared so many things in such a short time?"
"No, these things were prepared long ago, from—" Zhong Li paused, "from my old friend."
He seemed somewhat nostalgic, but didn't want to say anything to her beforehand. He simply said, "Miss Xunming, why don't you come with me to pay a visit? We can also visit our old friends and see if those things are still usable after all these years."
His choice of words was strange, after all, the two of them had only been engaged a few days ago, so how could these things have been left for so many years?
Mingxun's confusion was obvious, but Zhongli didn't explain much. He just smiled and extended his hand to her, inviting her to come with him.
Mingxun had no reason to refuse.
She just didn't expect that the old friend Zhongli was referring to was the one from Jueyunjian.
Although he rarely goes out, Mingxun had made a special inquiry beforehand and naturally knew that it was a time of peace and prosperity, and that the immortals had relinquished their power and gone into seclusion in the mountains. He also knew that Jueyunjian was the residence of the True Lord of the Moon-Cut Yang.
Did Zhongli bring me here so I could see him?
Mingxun couldn't figure out what he was thinking. After all, she could tell from their first meeting that he was seriously playing the role of Zhongli, an ordinary person. Now, taking her to see Xiaoyue Zhuyang would expose him directly, wouldn't it?
She didn't really want to see these guys who could be considered her old friends, and she had no intention of involving them in her plans or the trivial matters between her and Morax.
She had been trying to find an excuse to leave all the way, but Zhongli seemed to have a plan in mind, and no matter what she said, he blocked her with a firm but not soft approach.
Mingxun could only secretly rejoice that at least he had chosen to carve the moon and build the sun. Her relationship with this immortal was not as close as that of Liuyun and Jiefeng. Perhaps after so many years, he had long forgotten her.
With this sense of hope, her expression calmed down a little.
It wasn't until Zhongli pulled him into the immortal's cave and he saw a group of familiar faces crowding around the not-so-large round table that his expression tragically cracked.
(End of this chapter)