113: Chapter 111: The Real and Fake Yue Hongling 113: Chapter 111: The Real and Fake Yue Hongling Not only did he resemble her in appearance, but his demeanor, tone of voice, and even the carefree way he poured himself a drink, along with the familiarity he exhibited, all were exactly like Yue Hongling.

Merely relying on makeup and acting skills couldn’t achieve this effect; being very familiar with Yue Hongling, he would see through anyone else’s disguise at a glance, yet this one couldn’t be discerned as fake.

The only explanation was that the Illusion Technique of the Maitreya Sect was genuinely sophisticated, making it impossible to detect the illusion’s effect, yet it silently took hold—truly impressive!

“I initially thought the Maitreya Sect was merely having someone impersonate to put on a show, but to think it’s actually Miss Yue here, is this the surprise that Master Fa Yuan mentioned?” Zhao Changhe feigned a surprised face as he sat down beside her.

“Unexpected, truly unexpected… that Miss Yue is actually the Heavenly Girl of the Maitreya Sect…”

Yue Hongling rolled her eyes.

What was he talking about?

How could he not know whether she was a member of the Maitreya Sect?

Oh, that’s not right… He thought that the Heavenly Girl was disguised as her, not wanting the Heavenly Girl to perceive his real relationship with Yue Hongling, so he pretended to be unfamiliar with Yue Hongling.

Yue Hongling wasn’t here to play role-playing games.

She was planning to discuss serious matters with Zhao Changhe and did not want to see someone else playing her role fun and games—it was nauseating to even think about.

She simply said, “I am Yue Hongling.”

Zhao Changhe refused to believe her, chuckling as he spoke, “Of course you are Miss Yue, when you saved me at Zhao Mansion, I was smitten and could never forget you.

I would never recognize the wrong person.

To think Master Fa Yuan…no, the Upper Buddha really sent Miss Yue to instruct me about the teachings of the Buddhist Law, this is truly wonderful…”

Yue Hongling almost kicked him.

The real person was right in front of him, and this fool entirely believed she was the Heavenly Girl using makeup and Illusion Technique.

Did she still need to prove her own identity?

To the outside world, the intersections of their lives were limited to Zhao Mansion, convincing others of Zhao Changhe’s secret love for Yue Hongling without any discrepancies.

Yet only the real Yue Hongling knew that their interactions extended far beyond that—the bandit leader’s woman in the camp was where their close relationship began.

The more he mentioned only Zhao Mansion, the more it proved to her that he believed she was an impostor in his heart.

So, in fact, she only needed to mention their interaction at the camp, and this play would have been directly broken.

But just as Yue Hongling wanted to speak, she suddenly stopped and her ears twitched slightly.

Someone was eavesdropping.

She could only swallow her words back and began to play along, “It’s because of such deep connections between us that Buddha sent me to lead you… Our Maitreya Sect and you are a match made in heaven, with the backing force you lack, the channels of Creation you need, and… and me…”

As she spoke, she mentally applauded herself—really, even the Heavenly Girl disguised as Yue Hongling couldn’t have said it better!

It seems I do have some acting talent after all!

However, she immediately regretted it.

Zhao Changhe eagerly moved closer, his face showing a lewd expression, “I understand!

Let’s not beat around the bush, the Maitreya Sect wants to recruit me, right?

Just say you have Miss Yue here, and I would have joined with a flick of your fingers!

Of course, a kiss is necessary…”

While saying this, he even attempted to wrap his arm around her waist.

Zhao Changhe was of course deliberately acting sleazy, creating a character of a crude man.

The more the other party despised such an idiot, the more likely it was to shake out some deep secrets.

For instance, what the Maitreya Sect planned to do next in Yangzhou could potentially be directly uncovered, or even involve him directly.

As for controlling through Magic, he was convinced that she wouldn’t go to bed with him immediately, needing to maintain some restraint after all, pretending to be Yue Hongling—being too promiscuous could arouse suspicion.

Sure enough, the “Heavenly Girl” pretended to be reticent and furiously kicked at him, “Zhao Changhe!

Is that all you think about!”

Zhao Changhe endured not dodging, intentionally being knocked over dramatically.

Then, rolling over to stand up, he laughed, “We bandits are like this, don’t we?

We don’t let the falcon loose until we see the rabbit.

If you truly want to share Buddhist teachings with me, I wouldn’t understand anyway.

When would that be until?

Are we forgetting about the big plans of the Maitreya Sect?”

With these words spoken, Yue Hongling could completely guess his thoughts—he wanted to coax words out of the Heavenly Girl, but she still felt her face flush with restraint.

I’m not the Heavenly Girl!

How am I supposed to play this role!

Whoever is listening outside, why haven’t they scrammed!

If they don’t scram soon, I’m smashing the stage, and we are all done here!

Then, suddenly a secret transmission came from outside: “Why did you hit him?”

Yue Hongling responded coldly, “That is Yue Hongling.”

Outside, someone smacked their lips, feeling that it also made sense, and said, “You need to give him some bait to lure him in slowly, but don’t get too addicted to the act.”

Just then, Zhao Changhe came closer, pleading, “Sister Yue, I know you are no ordinary Heavenly Girl, so could I at least hold you once…

If you let me hold you, I will seriously listen to the Buddhist Law!”

On one side was the tender address of ‘Sister Yue’, and on the other was talk of giving him some bait.

Yue Hongling was truly in a dilemma, unable to hide nor avoid it, and without hesitation, she found herself firmly embraced in his arms, even getting a whiff of her neck.

Yue Hongling’s entire body broke out in goosebumps, her skin tensed tightly, and she forcefully suppressed the urge to slap him into a spinning top, took a deep breath, and her first act was to secretly transmit to someone outside, “We are about to start, do you still want to listen in from outside?”

The status of a ‘Flower Pinching Heavenly Girl’ wasn’t something ordinary followers could touch.

Hearing this, the person outside embarrassingly laughed, “I was just worried something might go wrong, guarding you…

But since this guy is completely enchanted by Yue Hongling, there’s no need to watch any longer.

I’ll leave now, I’ll leave now.”

Meanwhile, Zhao Changhe, embracing the soft and fragrant beauty, felt amazed inside.

How could she even smell exactly like Yue Hongling, and even be as tightly wound as a young girl?

Could this really be an experience achievable by Illusion Technique?

Though still professionally engaging in conversation, he said, “Sister Yue, I’ve finally held you, you have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this day…

Whatever you need me to do in Yangzhou, I’ll do it right away, even if it costs me my life…”

“Is that so?” The ‘Flower Pinching Heavenly Girl’ in his arms chuckled coldly, “You’ve been wanting to hold Sister Yue?

Since when did this start?”

Zhao Changhe replied, “Of course, ever since I first sat behind you on your horse…”

“Oh?

Then when I was injured in your house, why didn’t you take advantage of me?”

“That’s because I respect…

Eh?” Zhao Changhe stiffened for a moment, suddenly widening his eyes.

The act of rubbing his neck carefully in her arms was slowly withdrawn, leaning back, he saw the coldly sneering expression of the other party, “Leader, you sure can feign innocence, did everything spill out now?”

“Ah no, no, Sister Yue, listen to me!”

“Bang!” Yue Hongling stood up, performed a back throw, and ferociously slammed Zhao Changhe onto the floor, “Willing to die for it, right?

Then go die now!”

Zhao Changhe covered his head and crouched defensively, “Damn, why are you really here!

I am wronged…

I was saying those things for the fake ones to coax out what they are planning to do in Yangzhou…

Ouch, stop stepping, those were all lies, I’ve never actually liked…”

Suddenly, his words stopped.

The furious stomping behind him also halted.

The atmosphere turned deathly silent, leaving only the slightly rapid breathing of Yue Hongling gently spreading throughout the room.

Suddenly, light footsteps sounded from outside again, with someone transmitting, “What happened, we heard noises…

Eh?

The breathing sounds serious…

Was that scoundrel violent again just now?

Really damn impatient.”

The room was too quiet, even Zhao Changhe’s Five Senses picked up the outside noise.

In a split-second decision, he loudly said, “The Maitreya Sect’s Buddhist Law is indeed profound, is this style perhaps the ‘Bodhisattva Sitting Lotus’?

Mr.

Zhao has learned a lesson…”

The footsteps outside receded again.

Zhao Changhe turned over and got up, lowering his voice to a whisper, “Don’t take the earlier words to heart…

If there was ever something I truly hoped for since leaving Zhao Mansion, it was to one day ride horses and wield swords with you across the Worldly Society.

Today’s incident started awkwardly, but I am honored that my former thoughts might be coming true.”

Yue Hongling watched him in silence, not responding for a moment.

Both of them knew that Zhao Changhe had cut off his earlier words and ultimately didn’t continue.

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