The Immortal Mansion was vast and nameless.
After eating, Tang Muxi cleaned the alchemy furnace but didn’t put it away. She just left it in the kitchen and then dragged Jiang Yin to name the mansion.
Jiang Yin glanced at the radiant alchemy furnace among the kitchen utensils, cleared her throat, but didn’t know what to say.
This unlucky kid really deserved a beating.
Tang Muxi, unaware, stood at the gate with a blank plaque, murmuring, “What should we call it?” This Immortal Mansion was the home of her and the Great Demon, so the name had to be chosen carefully, with high recognition, so that others would know it was their territory at a glance.
Tang Muxi pondered deeply, her expression focused. Jiang Yin watched from the side, feeling a bit gratified and touched, wondering what name Tang Muxi would come up with.
It would surely be something elegant and meaningful.
In her previous life as the Demon Lord, she accidentally destroyed the palace while slaying the Demon Emperor, and had to hastily build a “Demon Emperor Palace.” Because she found it troublesome, she never named it. Later, her subordinates called it “Heaven Pavilion” due to its high altitude.
To be honest, Jiang Yin quite liked that name.
Lost in her memories for a moment, when she came back to her senses, Tang Muxi was already beaming with joy, seemingly having thought of a name.
“What is it?” Jiang Yin eagerly leaned over, but froze when she saw the three big characters on the plaque.
She thought Tang Muxi had been pondering for so long to come up with an elegant and fresh name, but it turned out to be simply and crudely: Jiang Tang Mansion.
“Jiang” from her surname, and “Tang” as a homophone for “Tang.” From her proud eyes, it seemed she thought it was quite clever.
Jiang Yin couldn’t help but smack the back of Tang Muxi’s head, “Who names a place like this?” People might think it was a place that sold ginger soup.
Thinking of the fish soup in the alchemy furnace, Jiang Yin had an inexplicable bad feeling.
“Change it,” Jiang Yin said expressionlessly, her voice a bit stern.
“Huh?” Tang Muxi clutched the back of her head, feeling very wronged, “Isn’t it nice? I worked hard to come up with it.”
Jiang Tang, Jiang Tang, isn’t the homophone fun? Jiang Yin stared at her coldly, saying nothing.
Tang Muxi looked pitiful, appearing weak but actually very stubborn inside. She pouted, hugged the plaque tightly, and refused to look at Jiang Yin, clearly not willing to change it, no matter what.
Jiang Yin gave her a deep look, realizing she had been spoiling her too much lately, making her forget who she was.
This isn’t good.
Tang Muxi was the type of person who, if left unchecked for three days, would cause chaos. If you indulged her too much, she would eventually run wild over you.
“Not going to change?” Jiang Yin’s voice was soft, but her eyes gradually turned cold.
Tang Muxi instinctively felt something was wrong, her body trembled, but she still clung tightly to the plaque, not making a sound.
Jiang Yin’s lips curved into a cold smile, “I remember you still owe me a punishment from last time. We agreed to do it in a few days, but it seems like there’s no time like the present…”
Punishment? Tang Muxi suddenly panicked. How could the big devil have such a good memory? She thought he had forgotten about it since it hadn’t been mentioned for so long. She didn’t expect him to bring it up at this moment.
Alarm bells rang in her mind, and she quickly let go of the plaque, “I’ll change it, right away!” She lowered her head and swiftly altered the plaque.
Seeing her finally compromise, Jiang Yin’s mood lightened a bit.
In just a moment, Tang Muxi had finished changing the characters. Her method was very simple; she just removed the middle character “Tang,” turning it into “Jiang Residence.”
After finishing, she presented it to Jiang Yin like a treasure, “Senior Sister, how about this?”
Jiang Yin looked at the two characters on the plaque, slightly stunned.
Jiang Residence.
As she silently mouthed the words, a strange feeling swept through her heart. It was fleeting, but the warmth lingered. The last time she mentioned “home,” it was more to deceive, without much thought. But now, looking at these two characters, she felt deeply moved, as if she truly had a home.
Seeing that Jiang Yin hadn’t responded for a long time, Tang Muxi felt uncertain, “Is this not good?”
In her mind, this was probably the best name next to “Tang Residence.” If this didn’t work, would it have to be called “Tang Residence”?
Jiang Yin felt a bit uncomfortable, turning her eyes away, her face slightly flushed, “Do you… like it? If you’re just trying to make me happy, there’s no need.”
She couldn’t believe anyone would want to write someone else’s surname on their own home.
Tang Muxi was puzzled, “Why wouldn’t I like it? Isn’t this Senior Sister’s home? I’m not trying to make anyone happy,” she said matter-of-factly, without a hint of hesitation.
Jiang Yin was stunned again.
Living to this day, she had seen all kinds of people and experienced many things. She prided herself on her ability to read people and never misjudged. But at this moment, looking into Tang Muxi’s clear, bright eyes, she felt as if she were bewitched, unable to discern truth from falsehood.
Her long eyelashes trembled, and Jiang Yin once again turned her gaze away, not daring to look at her, “Do as you please.”
Tang Muxi immediately beamed with joy, happily hanging the plaque on the main gate.
Jiang Residence, Jiang Yin’s home.
“Senior Sister, is it crooked?” She stood on a floating spirit sword, her black hair dancing in the wind, her red lips more enchanting than the evening glow.
Jiang Yin had a moment of daze and slowly shook her head.
Tang Muxi jumped down, stood beside Jiang Yin, and looked up at the plaque on the door.
“From now on, this will be our home, Senior Sister!” Her childish voice was like a heavenly melody.
* It rained lightly in the evening, the drizzle bringing a cool breeze, making it a bit chilly.
Jiang Yin was reading in the study, flipping through the pages casually, but found the recorded spells to be chaotic and disorganized.
“Don’t read too much of this; it’s not suitable for you.” Tang Muxi needed to learn alchemy and artifact forging, and such disorganized books were of little use. Reading them for too long might even cause conflicts and lead to inner demons.
Jiang Yin thought for a moment and decided to record her own learning methods, removing some of the more unconventional parts, and handed it to Tang Muxi. “Start learning from this jade slip tomorrow.”
Tang Muxi obediently took it. “Okay.”
The study window was not closed, and the cold wind blew in. Tang Muxi, dressed lightly, couldn’t adapt to the temperature difference at Piaomiao Peak and couldn’t help but sneeze.
“Achoo.”
The sound was very small, but it didn’t escape Jiang Yin’s ears.
She glanced at the continuous rain outside, took off her silk robe, draped it over Tang Muxi’s shoulders, and then got up to close the window.
The cold wind was immediately blocked outside, the sound becoming quieter but still drizzling, like a faint melody, very moving.
“That’s enough for today, let’s rest.”
The silk robe was thin and smooth, very comfortable on the shoulders. Tang Muxi wrapped it around herself, shrinking her neck, filled with Jiang Yin’s scent. “Okay.”
Walking out of the corridor, the sky was overcast, with no sign of the evening stars.
Tang Muxi glanced up, then quickly followed.
“Where will Senior Sister sleep?” This mansion had many rooms, with no less than ten beds, so she could sleep anywhere.
Jiang Yin didn’t answer, instead asking, “What about you?” Tang Muxi grinned. “Of course, the main room.”
There were many side rooms, but only one main room. It was near the center, convenient for going anywhere.
“I don’t mind,” Jiang Yin said nonchalantly.
Tang Muxi’s eyes darted around, and she asked, “How about Senior Sister sleeps with me?” Seeing Jiang Yin suddenly pause and look over, she quickly assured, “I promise I won’t crowd you, Senior Sister.”
As she spoke, she raised her hand, making one wonder if she was about to add, “Or may lightning strike me.”
Jiang Yin found herself increasingly at a loss when dealing with Tang Muxi. For instance, at this moment, the other party was looking at her with such earnest focus, as if she were the only person in the world. Even someone as cold-hearted as Jiang Yin couldn’t bear to refuse.
However, reason prevailed. Jiang Yin averted her gaze, clasping her hands behind her back, her fingertips pressing into her palms intermittently. “Why?”
Tang Muxi smiled and said, “It’s cold, sleeping together will be warmer.”
Jiang Yin pressed her lips together, her face full of disbelief. It was summer, and even if it were cold, it wouldn’t be that cold. Besides, a quilt would be warmer than her.
She turned to leave.
Seeing that Jiang Yin hadn’t agreed, Tang Muxi became anxious and hurried to catch up. “Let’s sleep together. There are so many rooms, if we don’t sleep together, I won’t get to see Senior Sister. I like Senior Sister and want to sleep with her. Besides, isn’t this Senior Sister’s home? How can the host not sleep in the master bedroom?”
As she spoke, she hugged Jiang Yin’s arm and shook it, seemingly acting spoiled. Her words were somewhat unreasonable, but paired with her soft and tender tone, it was rather endearing.
Jiang Yin’s heart was struck hard by the phrase “I like Senior Sister.” Now being hugged, she felt a bit at a loss.
Her heart throbbed with a fluttering sensation, but it wasn’t painful. Instead, it felt warm and indescribable.
Turning her head, she saw the robe on Tang Muxi’s shoulder about to slip off due to her vigorous movements. Jiang Yin quickly reached out to hold it in place, catching a glimpse of Tang Muxi’s fair face and rosy lips. She couldn’t help but swallow, the heat in her heart growing more intense.
“You’re being unreasonable.”
Tang Muxi, seeing that Jiang Yin hadn’t outright refused, felt a surge of joy and hugged her even tighter. “No, it’s all true. I don’t care, Senior Sister promised last time not to drive me away. If you don’t agree, according to our agreement, you should be punished.”
Jiang Yin was a bit surprised. She hadn’t expected Tang Muxi to learn so quickly. She had only demonstrated it once, and now Tang Muxi was using it against her.
But she hadn’t intended to refuse anyway.
Forcing herself to remain calm, she nodded and said coldly, “As you wish.”
With permission granted, Tang Muxi jumped up happily. She didn’t jump high, but she was full of energy, making a thudding sound on the wooden floor, like a restless little rabbit.
Jiang Yin watched, and somehow, a faint smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.
But not wanting to see her get too carried away, she deliberately teased her: “If you push me again, you’ll still be punished.” Her voice was cold, completely different from the tenderness in his heart.
Tang Muxi immediately stiffened, pursing her lips with a look of deep resentment: “I-I won’t, at worst I’ll tie myself up.”
Jiang Yin gazed at the lively emotions on her face, somewhat puzzled as to how there could be someone who wore their heart on their sleeve like this.
How foolish.
Jiang Yin used to dislike such straightforward people, never imagining that one day she would cherish her like a treasure in her hands.
