Pampered By All In Different Planes-Chapter 315: After Dressing as a Man, the Bunny Spirit Ran Away Pregnant 25

"Shouldn’t we be heading home?" Su Zhiruan asked.

She looked behind where a number of people were following, each carrying a large bag of items. These were the things Su Zhiruan had glanced at in the street.

Changqi had purchased them all with a wave of his hand.

"We have arrived," Changqi indicated for her to look ahead.

The deliverymen following also looked ahead following his gaze.

What came into view was the vast and excellently built Weilong House.

At this moment, the deliverymen also bore witness to the scene.

Some understood nonchalantly, while others envied immensely.

But it was undeniable that all the workers present gained a deeper understanding of this young master’s wealth.

This was no longer merely describable by being wealthy!

Weilong House might sound mundane by name, but it was the most luxurious and largest mansion in the city.

For several years, many citizens had been guessing who the owner was, even the City Lord had not met him.

Su Zhiruan was also surprised.

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She turned to Changqi.

She had thought that Changqi’s mention of a place would be small, but she had not expected such a large house in such a conspicuous location.

At that moment, the door guards, seeing the situation, had already gone inside to call the steward.

The steward rushed out hurriedly with his people, first seeing Changqi.

"Young Master! You’ve returned!" The steward cried with tears streaming down his face, leading a throng of servants to greet them, "This lowly one received a letter from your father and knew of your and the new Madam’s imminent arrival, so I made sure they cleaned everywhere, and you and Young Madam can move right in!"

"You guys go ahead and put away these things first, and place them in the Young Madam’s room," Changqi instructed the servants to take the large and small bags from the workers’ hands, "The Young Madam and I will be staying together; you need not disturb us."

"Yes—"

The servants responded in unison.

The deliverymen, seeing all this, also figured out what was going on according to their imaginations.

At this moment, they had a definite understanding of Changqi and Su Zhiruan, the wealthy young master and Young Madam.

...

After everything was settled, Su Zhiruan and Changqi took a walk under the moonlight.

"My Lord, what is this ’father’s letter’ the steward mentioned?" Su Zhiruan was curious, though she had also guessed most of it, "Did you do it?"

"I purchased this house decades ago. If I used my appearance and identity from that time, it would inevitably raise suspicions," Changqi explained earnestly, "before leaving, I wrote a letter in the handwriting of my old identity, informing them that a son and daughter-in-law would be arriving, referring to us now."

Su Zhiruan clearly understood in her heart how thorough he was in his actions.

...

In the following days,

Changqi and Su Zhiruan’s deliberate actions, combined with the gossip of the townspeople during their leisure time,

ensured that the news of a wealthy young master and his bride visiting the town spread throughout the city.

Many people even waited specifically to see these two individuals.

In front of everyone, Changqi and Su Zhiruan were not at all shy. They behaved very sweetly, as if they truly were a couple of newlyweds brimming with bliss.

Soon, Changqi achieved the result he had wanted.

The sect organized by the Demon World actually contacted Changqi personally, hoping to cooperate with them and expand the sect.

When Su Zhiruan woke up and went out from the main hall to find Changqi, she saw many people wearing black robes of varying heights and builds, none of whom looked very upright.

"Young master, if you would consider it. Life is short, merely a hundred years, but if you join us and cultivate together, then prolonging life and living for several hundred years would not be a problem at all," said the leader, a man in a black robe with red trim on the cuffs, whose chin was all that could be seen from the front.

"Really?" Changqi feigned surprise. Seeing Su Zhiruan eavesdropping, he stretched out his hand like a dissolute young master and beckoned Su Zhiruan to come in, "Ruanruan, come in, come in. Here’s a gentleman who wants us to cultivate. If we do well, we might even prolong our lives!"

Su Zhiruan knew that Changqi already had a plan, so she walked over and leaned into Changqi, acting coyly, "Husband~ Cultivation is so tough, but as long as I can be immortal with you and we remain happy, I would be willing no matter what."

As she spoke, she slightly looked up, her beautiful eyes shifting from Changqi to the group of people from the Demon World clad in black robes.

It was at the moment she looked over that all the people from the Demon World stared wide-eyed.

Su Zhiruan was too beautiful!

Just a detached glance, and her eyes seemed to contain crystal-clear springs, distinct and sharp. Her fair skin and striking features, red lips and white teeth, delicate as a lush spring blossom and serene as a summer lotus. She looked breathtakingly beautiful even without makeup, just her bare face!

She wore a light-pink long dress, the hem trailing on the ground like a blooming flower as she leaned against Changqi.

Her hair was styled into a Spiritual Snake Bun, complemented by velvety flowers and gold hairpins.

"This is..." The leading man looked at Su Zhiruan with greedy eyes, almost wishing he could devour her on the spot.

Changqi frowned slightly. He did not want others to see Su Zhiruan looking so beautiful, and subconsciously moved to shield her partly, "This is my wife. Can she also cultivate?"

"Yes! Yes, of course!" The leading man suppressed his lecherous smile and immediately delivered flattery, "Madam’s beauty radiates grace and magnificence, rare even in the entire country. If she could become immortal, Madam’s name would surely become legendary!"

"That won’t do! I can’t rest easy if only my wife becomes immortal and beautiful! This young master must also cultivate." Changqi had Su Zhiruan stand up and sit beside him before he spoke magnanimously, "This young master agrees. Inform your superiors! Both of us have decided to join your sect to learn the immortal arts for eternal life!"

"Very well, young master. With your words, our Sect Hierarch will definitely be pleased. He will personally meet you both when the time comes," the leading man said, grinning from ear to ear.

He had never seen such foolishly naive rich young masters before; his wife too, born with a beauty that captivated a nation, looked like an obedient, submissive girl.

Su Zhiruan and Changqi exchanged glances, both could see the thoughts in each other’s eyes—

It seemed! The fish had bitten the hook!

The next day, the Sect Hierarch mentioned by these men in black sent them an invitation.

The content was simple, roughly requesting Changqi and Su Zhiruan to join them in another city for purification.

Su Zhiruan scoffed, "Purification?"

Changqi nodded, not saying anything while his expression held a trace of coldness.