Chapter 47: After Abandoning the Poor Little Apprentice 7 This Time There Is No Medicine...

Perhaps it was the effect of the cold pond, Fu Wei gradually calmed down. He was so cold that he kept snuggling into Rong Jiao's arms.

The person in his arms was like a little animal, pitiful, without any of his former arrogance. Rong Jiao tentatively hugged Fu Wei's soft waist, and all that came to his mind was Fu Wei's charming look after taking the Chinese medicine.

“Master…”

Fu Wei didn't hear clearly and just kept humming.

The master and the disciple hugged each other tightly. Their torn clothes were soaked with water and could not cover anything at all. The hot body temperature kept coming from where their skin touched, stimulating every nerve of Rong Jiao.

He almost didn't dare to imagine how many people would point fingers at them and curse at them if such a pornographic scene was seen by others.

This is taboo and immoral.

But even though she knew the consequences, another voice emerged in Rong Jiao's heart...

So what?

So what?!

Good one, so what.

Rong Jiao was frightened by his own thoughts and forced himself to chant the meditation mantra, but the hand holding Fu Wei showed no signs of loosening, as if it was cast in iron.

I don’t know how long it took, but Fu Wei finally stopped making a fuss. The medicinal properties in her body gradually dissipated, and she fell asleep from exhaustion.

Rong Jiao finally dared to open his eyes.

The sleeping Fu Wei was so well-behaved, with his head tilted to the side in Rong Jiao's muscular arms, like an unborn baby, his wet hair stuck to his cheeks, his lips slightly open, his eyes gently closed, crystal clear water droplets hanging on his eyelashes, and the red at the corners of his eyes winding all over the ground. Fu Wei now looked like a piece of white jade with a faint red tint.

Rong Jiao's throat rolled, and he felt the burning sensation that had just subsided rise up again.

He reached out and tucked his hair behind Fuwei's head, forcing himself not to look at Fuwei. He took out a blanket from the storage ring, wrapped Fuwei tightly, and then carried Fuwei out of the cold pond.

Rong Jiao wanted to ask Changqin to come in and help Fu Wei change clothes, but when he thought that other people would see Fu Wei in this state, a strange possessive desire surged in his heart.

This is the paranoid possessiveness in men's bones.

Rong Jiao quickly dismissed the idea, closed his eyes, and with trembling hands, he changed Fu Wei's torn clothes, and found some clean and comfortable underwear for Fu Wei to wear.

Finally, she put him on the bed, let him rest his head on her thighs, and wiped the water droplets from his hair bit by bit.

…

When Fu Wei woke up, she felt her whole body was numb.

He slept too long.

"Master, are you awake?" Changqin walked in from outside and said in surprise.

Fu Wei said slowly: "Yeah, I'm awake."

Changqin asked cautiously, "Master, do you still remember what happened yesterday?"

What happened yesterday?

Fu Wei thought about it seriously, and then she remembered that the reckless Bai Lingqiu actually dared to drug her.

Thinking of this, Fu Wei sneered repeatedly, and the red lotus fire instantly burned up, with countless small flames shooting out. His body jumped and flickered around, which also hinted that Fu Wei was in a very unhappy mood.

"What a jerk Bai Lingqiu! If I hadn't shown my might, he'd have thought I was a sick cat! He actually dared to drug me. I'll pluck all his fur out!"

It's still spring breeze!

As he spoke, the red robe was summoned by Fu Wei and was put on Fu Wei properly the next second.

"Master, where are you going?"

Fu Wei tightened her wristband and said with a forced smile, "Of course it's time to settle the account."

Changqin said in a daze, "But I think that compared to settling accounts, you may have more important things to do, Master."

Fu Wei: "What's the matter?"

Changqin: "It's... it's the young master who's back, you know?"

What happened yesterday seemed like a dream under the effect of the medicine, and Fu Wei's mind fell into chaos again. For a time, he could not distinguish between dreams and reality. He only remembered that Bai Lingqiu was so bold as to drug him, and vaguely remembered that Rong Jiao had come. He did not remember the rest of the things at all.

Fu Wei was bewildered: "He's back? When did he come back?"

Changqin told Fuwei everything that happened yesterday from beginning to end.

The small flame beside Fu Wei went out with a whoosh, and the majestic robes were also put away.

So what happened yesterday?

Not really. Although he claims that he is not a good person, he is not a beast so as to lay his hands on his own apprentice.

So it shouldn't be a big deal. Thinking of this, Fu Wei instantly became relieved.

Changqin continued, "The young master stayed with you for a long time, and didn't return until midnight yesterday. I happened to see him, and he asked me to take good care of you. But he looked really bad. Did something happen to him? I think you need to go and see him, Master."

Fu Wei: "Is everything you said true?"

Changqin affirmed, "It's absolutely true, truer than gold."

Did he really do something unforgivable?

Fu Wei: “…” Okay, I can’t think straight anymore.

Seeing that Fu Wei didn't say a word and seemed a little guilty, his eyes began to wander around.

Changqin asked in confusion, "Master, why do you look so unhappy?"

Fu Wei waved her hand and said, "Nothing, you go down first. I'm tired and need to rest for a while." After a pause, she said, "Rong Jiao is not feeling well. Go find Xie Qingling and take a look at him."

Changqin nodded: "Okay."

On the other side, Xie Qingling knew that Rong Jiao was not feeling well, so she went over to see him immediately.

After all, these two masters and apprentices are the treasures of the sect. The revitalization of the sect in the future depends on them. Moreover, compared with Fu Wei who is unreliable and always leaves a lot of messes for him to deal with, Rong Jiao is simply a good boy.

He has been extremely well-behaved since he was a child and learns things quickly. All the government affairs that Fu Wei doesn't want to deal with are done by Rong Jiao, and most importantly, it does not interfere with his cultivation.

If Rong Jiao fell ill, I couldn't imagine how overwhelmed I would be by the sect's affairs!

When Xie Qingling arrived, Rong Jiao was meditating.

"Your master sent someone to tell me that you were not feeling well."

Rong Jiao opened his eyes, his face looking a little grim, and whispered, "Uncle Master, I'm fine."

Xie Qingling frowned: "Your face is too ugly, let me see it."

Rong Jiao shook his head: "No, I'm really fine."

This child has been stubborn since he was young. No one can persuade him except Fu Wei, so Xie Qingling has no choice but to let him do what he wants.

"Oh, by the way, do you know what happened yesterday?"

When Rong Jiao mentioned yesterday, he felt something was wrong. His back subconsciously tensed and his face became paler. He pursed his lips and said in a faint voice, "What's wrong?"

Xie Qingling: "I heard that your master woke up early this morning and was very angry. It looked like he was looking for a fight, but he was finally talked down by Changqin."

Although Fu Wei had a bad temper, Xie Qingling had never seen anyone who could make Fu Wei so angry, so she couldn't help but be curious.

Rong Jiao felt a pang of pain in his heart, and he couldn't even concentrate. His mind and eyes were filled with Fu Wei.

Is Master angry about what happened last night?

Otherwise, if I wasn't sick, why would I ask Xie Qingling to treat me...

Or even worse, Fu Wei has discovered his incestuous thoughts.

No, that shouldn’t be the case. If he knew, given Fu Wei’s personality, he would have come and killed him long ago.

"A Jiao? A Jiao?"

Rong Jiao suddenly came back to his senses.

Xie Qingling frowned and asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you today? Why are you so absent-minded?"

"No, I just didn't get enough rest."

Xie Qingling thought for a moment: "But did your master make you angry? Your master is that kind of person, used to being lawless. If you have something unhappy, just tell him directly, otherwise he won't think too much, understand?"

Rong Jiao nodded: "I will."

Xie Qingling nodded with relief: "If everything is fine, go see your master. He is very worried about you."

When it comes to Fu Wei, Rong Jiao becomes vague again.

Xie Qingling thought it was just a conflict between the master and the disciple, and didn't take it seriously. He patted Rong Jiao on the shoulder and left.

Rong Jiao couldn't calm down at all.

His heart was a mess. He wanted to see Fu Wei, but he didn't dare to see him. What he felt most was panic, fear, and self-contempt. So he became a coward and hid from Fu Wei for most of half a month.

More than half a month had passed, and Fu Wei began to doubt whether he had done something worse than an animal.

…

A secret realm was opened in Dongzhou, which happened to be within the jurisdiction of Tianshui Pavilion, so Tianshui Pavilion invited the younger generations of hundreds of immortal families to participate.

As Fu Wei's only disciple, Rong Jiao would naturally not be absent.

From the beginning of the discussion, Fu Wei's eyes were always on Rong Jiao, but Rong Jiao remained silent and refused to move his eyes towards Fu Wei at all. Fu Wei felt a little frustrated.

Xie Qingling yawned and said, "It's not necessary for us to go to the secret realm below the Nascent Soul stage in person. Why not let Rong Jiao take the others there?"

The Master of the Beast Taming Peak said, "Then at least one of the elders should go and give the children some courage, right?"

The head of Zhenfeng also said, "If we only send some children, those old guys from Tianshui Pavilion will definitely say that we don't give them face..."

The Beast Taming Peak Master said: "That won't happen. The Tianshui Pavilion Master and the Sect Leader have a very close personal relationship. That will definitely not happen."

Rong Jiao's heart moved.

What does it mean to have a close personal relationship?

Xie Qingling: "That's easy. Who will lead the team?"

Just as everyone was discussing this, Fu Wei, who was sitting in the main seat, spoke up: "Let's not go to choose. I will lead the team myself."

Everyone looked at Fu Wei blankly: "There's no need to give them such a big face."

Fu Wei simply said, "I happened to be going to Dongzhou because I had something to discuss with the Tianshui Pavilion Master, so I took them with me. After the discussion, give me the list of participants in this secret realm."

Xie Qingling: "Yes."

After Fu Wei said this, the others naturally stopped talking and dispersed.

Rong Jiao saw this and hurriedly tried to leave, but before he had taken two steps, he heard Fu Wei say, "Jiao Jiao, come to Wei Ruo Palace. Your master has something to ask you."

Rong Jiao paused, his heart skipping a beat, but he could only nod, "Yes."

…

There was dead silence in the hall.

Fu Wei leaned lazily on the chair, his sleeves hanging down, the red lotus mark between his eyebrows looked like blood. Rong Jiao stood there with his head down, not saying a word.

Fu Wei looked at Rong Jiao who was eager to stand at the door, and began to doubt more and more what she had done that night to scare Rong Jiao like this.

So he pondered for a moment before speaking: "How was this experience?"

Rong Jiao replied politely, "My disciple has lived up to your expectations and has already reached the peak of the Golden Core stage. In a few days, I will be able to form a fetus."

Fu Wei nodded with satisfaction: "That's right, once you pass this secret realm, I think it will be no problem to form a baby."

Rong Jiao: "Rong Jiao will definitely live up to Master's expectations."

Fu Wei tapped the tabletop lightly with her fingers: "Actually, besides this matter, I have other things to ask you."

Rong Jiao couldn't help but clench his fists under his sleeves. He lowered his head and was about to confess and kneel down to apologize when he heard someone say with a hint of distress, "I don't remember much about what happened that day. I only remember that Bai Lingqiu, that vixen, drugged me..."

"So you've been hiding from me for so many days, is it because of what I did to you that day?"

Speaking of this, Fu Wei also felt a little nervous.

What should I do if I really did something to Rong Jiao?

He really doesn't know how to coax children.

Rong Jiao was stunned at first, then he felt the tension in his head loosen, but it wasn't enough to make him relax his vigilance. So he looked up and asked tentatively, "Master, do you really not remember anything?"

Fu Wei rubbed his brows and nodded: "I really don't remember." He paused, "Why would I lie to you?"

I don’t know why, but after surviving the disaster, Rong Jiao still felt a little regretful.

It seems that Fu Wei really doesn't have this kind of intention towards me.

Seeing Rong Jiao remained silent, Fu Wei's heart began to lift again. He explained in a gentle voice, "I never thought Bai Lingqiu would be so bold as to drug me. I don't remember much of what happened after that. If I scared you, you can tell me directly, or I can apologize to you now..."

"No." Rong Jiao interrupted.

Fu Wei was a little confused: "Huh?"

Rong Jiao shook his head: "Master didn't do anything to me, we are innocent."

Fu Wei was puzzled: "Then why are you hiding from me?"

Because I feel guilty.

Rong Jiao couldn't tell the truth, so she had to use Xie Qingling's words to prevaricate Fu Wei: "Uncle Xie said that Bai Lingqiu is the master's wife that Master found for me. I don't like him, and I don't want Master to marry him, so I'm a little angry and a little jealous."

"Oh, I thought it was a big deal. Don't listen to Xie Qingling's nonsense. That stinky vixen better not fall into my hands. Sooner or later, I will pluck out all his fox fur!"

Hearing Rong Jiao say this, Fu Wei immediately felt confident and took the opportunity to give Bai Lingqiu a heads up.

Rong Jiao's eyes were burning as he asked, "So Master will marry him?"

Fu Wei: “No.”

Rong Jiao: Then will Master find someone else to be my Master's wife?

Fu Wei shook his head: "No."

Rong Jiao: "Really?"

Fu Wei thought the child might be frightened by Bai Lingqiu, so she patiently comforted him, "I'm a sword spirit, why would I want to get married? I'm so free and alone, why would you need someone to control me?"

Rong Jiao's lips curled up into a faint smile, and he said with a hint of meaning: "Well, I will always be by Master's side and will never leave Master. Having me alone is enough for Master."

Fu Wei nodded randomly: "Yeah, yeah, having you is enough."

Rong Jiao: "Then will Master accompany me to the Dongzhou Secret Realm this time?"

Fu Wei said as a matter of course: "It was originally to accompany you."

Rong Jiao felt warm in her heart: "Master is so good to me."

Fu Wei rubbed Rong Jiao's head, like when they were little: "Be good."

Rong Jiao rubbed Fu Wei's palm, grabbed Fu Wei's hand, and said pitifully: "Master, can I sleep with you tonight?"

Fu Wei was surprised: "Why?"

When Rong Jiao first became Fu Wei's disciple, he always slept restlessly. Every time he woke up from a dream, he would run to the door of Fu Wei's bedroom, silently listening to Fu Wei's breathing, without disturbing her. He would squat at the door alone, and curl up into a ball when he was tired.

Changqin was scared to death several times.

This cycle repeated itself, and Rong Jiao became more and more haggard. Fu Wei had no choice but to take him to sleep with her.

But since Rong Jiao grew up, let alone sleeping together, the number of times they meet throughout the year can be counted on one hand.

What happened today?

Rong Jiao tugged at Fu Wei's sleeve and said pitifully, "Because I'm afraid that Master will find me a Master's wife and then abandon me."

Fu Wei didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "No, don't let your imagination run wild."

Rong Jiao pointed at the dark circles under his eyes and whispered, "But I've been thinking about this for the past few days, I can't help it."

This has been Rong Jiao's problem since childhood. Fu Wei was helpless: "You are already so old, why are you still the same as when you were little..."

Although he said that, Rong Jiao knew that Fu Wei agreed.

The night wind was a little chilly, and the lights in the Wei Ruo Temple were out.

"Go to sleep." Fu Wei still treated Rong Jiao as a child and gave half of her quilt to Rong Jiao. Rong Jiao was obviously half a head taller than Fu Wei, but now lying on the bed, he still acted like a child and let Fu Wei tuck him in.

"Um."

Soon, I heard Fu Wei's steady breathing.

Rong Jiao finally dared to open his eyes cautiously.

A cultivator in the Jindan stage can see clearly at night even without lighting a lamp.

Her long eyelashes were distinct, like butterfly wings, her face was as white as jade, with beautiful curves, and her beautiful red lips, which he had kissed, were as soft as he looked, incredibly soft.

The blushing scene in the cold pond that day came to Rong Jiao's mind again, making her breathing quicken and her body feel hotter.

This time there was no medication, and Fu Wei did not take any Chinese medicine. He was completely awake.

But his heart still beat uncontrollably and he was about to react.

So does he really like his master?

He felt that this alone was not quite accurate. Perhaps he could go a little further and do something else, so that he could truly figure out what he was thinking.

And isn’t Fu Wei right next to him?

“Master—”

Rong Jiao called out in a low voice.

Fu Wei's eyelashes trembled slightly, but he was already asleep and didn't hear it.

Rong Jiao moved closer.

He and Fu Wei have always been close, and he knows that Fu Wei has never been on guard against him. Now that she doesn't respond when he calls her, she must be really asleep.

So Rong Jiao boldly stretched out his hand towards Fu Wei, as if he wanted to touch Fu Wei's soft lips. He moved closer and closer, and just when he was about to touch them, Fu Wei suddenly opened her eyes.

Rong Jiao shuddered with fear and subconsciously shrank back, but Fu Wei grabbed his wrist and asked him with a tilted head, "What are you doing?"