Chapter 196 Playing with Butterflies (Major Revision) He had never kissed anyone like this before...

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How do I try this?

Lin Feiran turned to look at him, and was about to ask a question when she noticed that the blush under his eyes had spread even more, and his emerald eyes were inexplicably covered with a misty white, half blue and half snow.

The two were so close that she could only see a hazy, shimmering light when she looked at them.

Lin Feiran looked him over. He was perfectly fine when he came in, but after being hugged for a while, his condition worsened.

She frowned slightly and raised her hand to touch his forehead.

"……How are you?"

This was merely a subconscious action, and it had no effect on the cultivator. After she realized what was happening, she was about to stop when Ru Xian slightly turned her head.

It was a very small movement; he was still standing upright, just looking down at her, yet he deliberately let her palm cup his cheek.

"I'm not good enough, you should do this."

Even during the heat of the moment, he still spoke bluntly and arrogantly, his hot breath brushing against her wrist, and she could feel a slight dampness in it.

Lin Feiran's eyes flickered, a hint of nervousness in them, yet she still looked away, feeling a surge of heat even in herself.

"What can you do to feel better?" she asked.

Ru Xian's lips parted slightly, but instead of words, she let out a barely perceptible breath. Her half-closed eyes blinked and then opened again. He raised his hand and tucked her hair behind her ear.

"Just stay here."

“Then I’ll stay by your side while you sleep,” Lin Feiran said.

"good."

Ru Xian's other hand was still on the back of her neck, and that ripe, cool fragrance suddenly rose again, emanating from his wrist which was very close to hers, lingering faintly around the tip of her nose.

Lin Feiran no longer felt dizzy; instead, she felt a surge of hunger. She looked at the wrist bound with a gold ring and swallowed unconsciously.

It was a strange hunger, not coming from the stomach, yet equally unbearable.

...I think I've had this feeling before.

Lin Feiran shook her head and covered her eyes with the white brocade she had taken off: "To prevent me from doing anything bad, I'd better cover them up."

She couldn't see his expression, but she heard a very soft voice: "How could you do something bad?"

A moment later, he removed the silk cloth from Lin Feiran's eyes, his fingertips touching her eyes, his misty gaze slowly enveloping them, and he began to explain.

"You want to bite, don't you? This isn't due to your estrus cycle; it's just that our clan is like this."

Our flesh and blood are a top-quality tonic; those who have tasted it will never forget it.

Lin Feiran, you've drunk my blood; your body will forever remember my taste.

Lin Feiran was taken aback; she had never imagined there was such a reason: "Was it back in the snowy mountains?"

Ru Xian's eyes were slightly closed, and her withdrawn hand brushed against her cheek almost imperceptibly: "At that time, you used the cold pool to set up an array and developed a high fever... You are just a mortal, and I cannot go out to find medicine, so I can only do this."

"Come take a nap with me." He didn't explain further, "You just agreed."

Lin Feiran nodded: "Okay...you do look a bit tired."

That wasn't fatigue from the heat of the season.

Ru Xian paused slightly, then sat on the bed, her weak and feverish body leaning against the bed rail. She looked up at her and pointed to the ceiling: "Then open the skylight so I can rest during the day. I'm used to the bright sunshine."

Without a moment's hesitation, Lin Feiran nodded immediately, closed the window frame, and deftly climbed to the top. Soon, she heard a soft sound of footsteps coming from above.

As he looked up, his gaze followed the soft sound forward, then settled on a certain spot. He narrowed his eyes, his gaze almost burying him in the misty white light.

He had to concentrate almost completely to see anything other than Lin Feiran.

He wasn't sure if it was related to his love life, but at the moment, there was no other explanation.

I've had my periods before, but they've always been hot and humid, and my body is more sensitive than usual. Other than that, there are no other effects. I can get better after a good night's sleep. Even if I don't sleep, I can still have fun with others.

But from the very beginning of this relationship, he sensed something was amiss.

During the three days that Lin Feiran was in a coma, they had to be separated during the day, but he stayed with her almost all night, and even when they ate, they only ate a few bites in a hurry.

Only by relying on the aura emanating from her could she gain a moment of clarity and do that thing.

He underestimated the impact of the relationship on Lin Feiran, and also underestimated its impact on himself.

Perhaps it's because he was previously oblivious to love, but now it's different.

Fortunately, the period of passion lasts a maximum of seven days, so if you do the math, there are only two or three days left.

After confirming that Lin Feiran was still trying to open the window, he slowly exhaled, got up and unbuttoned his clothes. A moment later, he was only wearing a loose silk robe, with gold rings on his legs and mist rising from his body heat.

He brushed his fingers across the forehead, closed his eyes, and pressed his temples. In just a few moments, he actually wanted Lin Feiran to come back to his side. It was just a skylight; what difference did it make whether it was open or not?

Just as he was wondering whether he should tell Lin Feiran to stop, he heard a loud crash from above.

The hexagonal window, which had been closed for a long time, was lifted half an inch, and a beam of not-too-bright sunlight peeked out from the crack, illuminating half of Lin Feiran's head as well.

He looked down at the shadow, his fingertips tracing lines on his wrist, his throat moving slightly.

The stray strands of hair, visible in the sunlight, swayed in the wind. After another undulation, as a patch of sunlight shone in, the scattered beads on the carpet began to shine, each one illuminating his eyes.

Lin Feiran's voice came from above again, but it was not very clear because of the distance.

"This window is clearly made of old sandalwood from the east. The workmanship is too tight and seamless. After a long time without being opened, it gets stuck together and requires a lot of force to open. It seems that using too good materials is not a good thing."

As her voice faded, the hexagonal window opened wide, letting in a torrent of sunlight that illuminated every corner of the room.

"How's it going? Is the sun shining brightly?"

She peeked out, and her voice became much clearer in an instant.

Ru Xian sat on the edge of the bed, propped herself up with her hands behind her back, crossed her long legs, and slowly scanned the things in front of her. Then she looked up and saw that she was the only person in her line of sight.

He couldn't see anything else at all.

What do you think?

Seeing that his gaze was dull and strange, Lin Feiran simply stood up to observe him. His tall figure blocked most of the sunlight, and when she peeked out, only a small patch of light passed over her shoulder and shone into her left eye, leaving a spot of light.

She looked at the flickering light in the room and remained silent for a moment.

Lin Feiran is a person with excellent eyesight. This morning, the ginseng boy mentioned that Ru Xian went to get the medicinal ingredient, but when he returned with the goods, he turned from the east, which is not the direction to get the medicine.

Because of the heat of the season, he didn't have much contact with her after returning to his room, but when they embraced just now, she couldn't help but feel a little wetness on her skin.

Right at his cuffs and waist, where the gold rings met his clothes.

That's dew.

Although the climate in Guangzhou is pleasant, it is still winter, and the temperature varies greatly in the morning. If you stay outside for a long time, water vapor will condense on metal objects.

Her sword was like that, as were the gold ornaments on her body.

...Could it be related to the quietness of the city?

Lin Feiran sighed quietly. He looked so distressed, and she couldn't possibly bring up what might be troubling him at this moment.

Let him rest well during this period.

“I think the sun is shining brightly, just enough to enclose the bed.”

She finally spoke, in a tone that suggested she had agreed, and leaped straight from the skylight to the bedside.

"You can rest now."

Ru Xian looked behind him and tried to lie down in the "little nest" that Lin Feiran had built. He was not short, but the nest was big enough to accommodate most of him. It also carried Lin Feiran's scent, but it was shaped with many beads and precious stones...

Normally, he could have easily endured it without batting an eye, but now that he was in the heat of the moment, his body was much more sensitive than usual, and even the slightest hard object was enough to make him frown.

The room was now filled with a fragrant, cool scent. The effects of her love affair on Lin Feiran had diminished considerably, making it easy for her to notice Ru Xian's change in expression.

She immediately asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Before he could answer, she reached out and touched him, understanding dawning on her.

Although she was covered by clothes, with her delicate constitution, she would definitely feel these bumps and creases, and it was normal for her to feel uncomfortable.

Lin Feiran was always serious about her work and wouldn't let Ru Xian force herself. She bent down, her hand groping somewhere, and said, "Don't force yourself if you're not feeling well. After these few days, I'll go to Xun Feifei to learn from her, and I'll make you an even better one next time."

As soon as he finished speaking, the small nest collapsed. His clothes were scattered under him like hailstones, half-entwined with his thin satin robe. Beads and gems were scattered all over the place, shimmering brightly in the sunlight.

Lin Feiran moved too fast; Ru Xian didn't even have time to stop him.

He sat up as if to say something, but the pearls on his sleeves rolled off, tumbling down to the footstool and then disappearing into the carpet.

His words were interrupted by the sound, so he just looked at Lin Feiran, feeling both annoyed and amused.

Lin Feiran stared at him blankly for a moment, then suddenly sat up and leaned closer, saying, "Ru Xian, you look like you're drunk."

This sentence interrupted him for the second time before he could finish speaking.

At this moment, Lin Feiran straightened up, squatted down in front of him, looked at him intently with her clear eyes, pursed her lips, and slowly opened her arms to him.

"You seem to really need this right now, is that alright?"

As Ru Xian sat amidst the scattered robes, her chest heaving rhythmically unlike usual. The two looked at each other in silence, but the sound of pearls rolling down continued, and the shimmering light emanating from the curved surface flashed into his eyes again and again, forming an uncertain gaze.

He leaned against the bed railing beside him, looking down at her without saying a word, but his legs slowly moved forward, stretching to her side. His clothes slipped down, and the gold ring touched her forearm, bringing a coolness completely different from his breath.

Rather, he was simply waiting for her to take the initiative.

He watched as Lin Feiran slowly approached, his pupils melting into an amber-like honey color in the sunlight. Suddenly, the originally faint and cool fragrance in the room became intense, and the sound of rolling beads rose and fell. The blush under his eyes deepened.

Lin Feiran caught his already damp and exhausted body, pushed aside the beads below, and placed them together on her robe.

She pulled out a gauze fan from somewhere, and with her other hand fanned herself gently, wiping away the thin layer of sweat from his forehead from time to time.

He was almost certain that even if he slapped the gauze fan away now, she would only ask him if he didn't like it, without showing the slightest anger.

He felt a deep affection for Lin Feiran, not needing her to reciprocate in full, just a little bit... but her reciprocation was never just a little bit.

Even though he often said she was dull, he couldn't deny that Lin Feiran was very good at loving people.

It's an unconscious acceptance and support; anyone would be captivated by those eyes that look straight ahead.

When he saw Wei Changzai, he was not surprised at all. Someone like Lin Feiran would definitely attract evil creatures like them who were hard to get rid of.

A few breaths later, Lin Feiran lowered her hand, changed her posture, and directly tied the piece of white brocade over her eyes: "Let's do it this way, out of sight will be better."

She wasn't as well-behaved as she seemed.

As if a sliver of light laughter appeared on his lips, his gaze swept over the person before him, then he reached out and pulled her close, burying his head in her shoulder. Amidst that alluring smile, he turned his head away, his lips inadvertently brushing against the side of her neck.

"Lin Feiran."

"Hmm?" Although she was a little uncomfortable, she still moved aside a bit.

"...What kind of person do you think I am?"

Ru Xian never imagined that one day he would ask this question.

Lin Feiran pondered for a moment: "You are a strong-willed, quick-witted and intelligent person... I think you are very good."

She wasn't good at saying these things, and only said them twice before ending.

"So, what kind of person do you think Wei Changzai is?"

This was the first time Ru Xian had mentioned Wei Changzai, and Lin Feiran was somewhat surprised, but she couldn't see him at the moment, so she could only gently sway the wind.

"Why bring him up all of a sudden? Well, he has a good talent for swordsmanship."

"What else?"

Lin Feiran stopped what she was doing at that moment, noticing something was wrong with him: "What's wrong?"

She discovered that Ru Xian was not a virtuous person, that he had no glamorous past, that his hands were stained with sin, that he was equally indifferent, and that he and she were actually on completely opposite sides.

What will she do then?

Ru Xian had to admit to himself that he had not revealed his full self to Lin Feiran.

Those dark, crazy, and unspeakable aspects were all hidden beneath the surface of their daily interactions; he never mentioned them, nor did he want to.

He wanted to be the best one in Lin Feiran's heart.

He straightened up, his eyes fixed on her, not wanting to miss a single unusual expression.

Lin Feiran paused, and she also put her arm around him. Ru Xian's body was usually cool, but at this moment, he was warmer than ever before, and his face was clearly flushed, but it was still only slightly warm.

She knew that Ru Xian's identity was a mystery, and he had only mentioned his travels in the human world in his past, and he rarely spoke of the rest.

How did he develop such a host of ailments?

His past was perhaps more difficult than she could imagine.

Lin Feiran did not answer. Instead, she pondered for a moment and then slowly moved her hand down from behind his waist. Because she was blindfolded, she could only grope around until she touched the gold ring on his leg. Only then did she stop.

A moment later, her fingertip sank slightly into it.

She paused for a moment, then, emboldened by the darkness before her, she spoke.

"If I said I wanted to do the same, would you also think I'm not as upright as you think, and then be greatly disappointed?"

As if startled, he was momentarily speechless.

“I used to play with these kinds of crystals when I had nothing to do.”

Lin Feiran released her hand and groped for a crystal on the side. With a little force, she smoothed the crystal into several facets, and fine crystal powder sprinkled down between her fingers, flying in the sunlight.

"After polishing them, you will find that the words and pictures on the book are different when you look at them through different surfaces."

Later I took it to see people.

Through the first face, I saw anger; through the second, I saw obsequiousness; and through the third, I saw remorse.

Lin Feiran sat blindfolded in the sunlight, her face unusually serene, a glimmer of light clinging to her lips.

"The book is still the same book, and the person is still the same person. I will not like his tyranny or flattery because of his compassionate side, nor will I like him in return."

Like sleet, I'm not as impartial as you think; I can be biased towards those I like.

She paused for a moment, a little embarrassed, but still managed to say the last sentence.

"No matter what you see in the crystal, 'Fairy' is 'Fairy,' just like that book. It is what it is, but I haven't turned to the next page."

He won't worry, nor does he need to.

Ru Xian was stunned by these words for a long time. Finally, he sighed, stepped forward, and buried his face in her neck.

“You…” He looked up at the tiny specks of pink light, “I’ve been wary of others for too long, and I can’t get used to it right away. Give me a little more time, and I’ll tell you.”

He embraced Lin Feiran, feeling the warmth emanating from her body. The turmoil in his heart finally subsided somewhat, gradually being filled with another emotion.

She sighed softly, gently stroking his back with meticulous care, without making any further outrageous movements as before.

"I'll stay with you these next few days, so you can relax and get through this period."

"good."

An embrace is another silent language; two hearts that are not on the same frequency come together and then gradually converge.

...

A long time had passed, and the sun had shifted, leaving half a patch of shadow in the corner of the bed. Ru Xian was leaning against that corner, holding the sleeping Lin Feiran in her arms, gently waving the gauze fan with her right hand.

The person who said they were a little tired couldn't fall asleep, but instead pretended to stay up with the other person and went to sleep first.

Her body temperature has dropped considerably now, so Ru Xian put down the gauze fan. He was in a sick state and no matter how much sun he was in, he didn't feel hot.

Lin Feiran was different. She was naturally vigorous, and she stubbornly endured the sun like this. If it were anyone else, they might not be able to tell whether she was asleep or just overwhelmed by the sun.

Thinking of this, Ru Xian couldn't help but chuckle softly, then raised her hand and tapped her forehead, her gaze gently sweeping over her face.

In the past, he needed to catch up on sleep during the day, and when he was awake at night, he had gone to Lin Feiran's room several times.

He did nothing but sit casually on the windowsill, resting his chin on his hand, staring intently at the person on the bed.

It was still a defensive gesture, but it looked very comfortable. He had never seen such a sleeping face in his life, and he was amazed, so he was unconsciously engrossed in watching it.

Before he knew it, his fingertips had slid from her forehead to the bridge of her nose, his palm swept across the corner of her eye, and slowly moved down, his supple fingertips stopping on her equally soft lips. His gaze shifted slightly, and he slowly pressed down, even smoothing out the lines on her lips.

Lin Feiran, Lin Feiran...

How could her family have chosen such a suitable name for her?

As clear as jade, as pure as spring water.

He leaned slightly forward, his loose hair falling down, piling up a small patch of snow-white skin at her collarbone, but ultimately stopped.

He said softly, "Of course, you have to take the initiative. Only by taking the initiative will you cherish it. No one can be as close to me as you are. You should cherish it..."

He looked out the window and sighed to himself, "If I waste this time like this, it will be night again, and then it will be time to do 'that'."

As he finished speaking, he leaned down and gently kissed Lin Feiran's neck, breathing in her scent, a few soft gasps escaping his lips.

He didn't know how much time had passed, until night was approaching, before he finally raised his head. The redness around his eyes had faded a bit, and his shrine finally showed some clarity.

He exhaled softly, then raised his hand with his fingers together, and a point of condensed light shone, quickly merging into Lin Feiran's mind. A moment later, her sleeping posture became even more limp, and her breathing became barely audible.

Seeing that she had completely fallen into a deep sleep, Ru Xian lifted her sleeve, pointed her finger down, and her lips parted.

If Lin Feiran were awake, she would certainly recognize that Ru Xian was clearing the incantation from her meridians.

But at this moment, he found another way, one that would allow her to bear the pain without being consciously aware of it; he would take care of it.

For the past three days, every night has been like this.

When he and Lin Feiran were in the human realm, she had not yet entered the palace. She was just scouting outside for days to prepare for entering the palace, while he was helping her test medicines...

At that time, he knew that Lin Feiran was going his own way, but he still felt angry.

He even had a thought: Why her? If someone has to walk this path, why her?

She should have been carefree like everyone else, and Tiancai wouldn't have had to endure such torment. Without these hardships, she could have become someone who stands at the top.

Every night before, he would sit on the bed, holding her, looking at her, and thinking endlessly.

He kept telling himself to let her go her own way, until he saw the lurking esoteric monks outside the city, and the anger that had been hidden in his heart for so long finally poured out.

In life, we often have to bear many pains and choices on our own, and even the closest people cannot share our burdens.

He understood this better than anyone else.

She is capable of taking on the responsibility, she is willing to take on the responsibility, and she chooses to take on the responsibility.

All he could do was offer assistance.

Lin Feiran had only one-third of the curse remaining in his veins, but removing the curse was not easy. It became more and more difficult as time went on. It took him three days to remove only one or two-tenths of it.

But he had to hurry.

He could stay by Lin Feiran's side at all times, but the safest approach would be for her to be able to raise her sword and fight.

...

Lin Feiran finally woke up from her dream. When she got up, she felt a little dizzy and lightheaded, and a familiar drowsiness floated into her mind again.

She turned her head to look at the rising sunlight and was shocked to find that she had slept until the next day...

It's not surprising that some people feel dizzy.

Lin Feiran glanced to the side and saw Ru Xian sleeping soundly with her eyes closed, holding her wrist tightly. The blush on her face had not faded, but her lips were somewhat pale.

Ru Xian was in the throes of passion, and for a moment she didn't know if this was a sign that should be present during her throes of passion.

Lin Feiran pondered for a moment, gently withdrew her hand, got up, changed her clothes, got out of bed, and quietly closed the door and left.

About half an hour later, Ru Xian slowly woke up. He looked at the empty bed, raised his eyebrows slightly, and quickly turned his gaze to the door.

He heard light footsteps coming from the outer corridor. He got up and leaned against the bed railing to look. The sound grew closer and closer until it stopped outside the door, and then he quietly pushed the door open and went in.

Lin Feiran looked at the bed while carrying the food box. He wasn't too surprised to see Ruxian awake. He simply said, "I knew you would wake up at this time, so I went to get breakfast in advance. You eat first, and I'll go practice my sword."

Ru Xian didn't move, but her expression was somewhat surprised: "How did you know when I woke up?"

Lin Feiran glanced at him quickly: "When we were in the human realm, you would wake up about 15 minutes after I got out of bed."

As she said, she learned very quickly.

Ru Xian raised her eyebrows slightly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing. After getting up and washing up, she leisurely walked to the window, eating her warm meal while looking down at the people practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard.

This is her morning practice session. It's been four days since she last went out, so she'll probably have to practice more today.

Ru Xian watched from the window for a long time. When she finally stopped and went back to her room to drink water, he casually told her about the time he had removed the curse for her the night before.

He wanted Lin Feiran to see and know everything he did.

“Previously, there was one-third left, but now there is only half left. However, due to the special nature of the exorcism method, four consecutive days is my limit, and I have to stop recently. During this period, you should try not to leave the Demon Capital.”

No wonder his lips were that color...

Lin Feiran stared in astonishment. Ru Xian's lips had regained some of their pale red color and were no longer as pale as before.

She felt really bad that he had to worry about her so much even though she was in the middle of her period, so she quickly said, "I won't go anywhere during these few days of my period, and you don't need to remove the curse for me. Just rest and recuperate. I can take care of anything!"

Ru Shan raised an eyebrow: "Really?"

Lin Feiran nodded emphatically.

Ru Xian immediately flipped down and landed in the courtyard, pointing to the two somewhat old sycamore trees: "It's no fun staying in the room all the time. You can set up a cradle here, and I'll rest here during the day."

"good!"

Lin Feiran was already fully recovered. She had just agreed when she leaped away.

The cradle wasn't too difficult for her. When she took the brocade out of the storeroom, she ran into Biqing and Xuanzhen. The three of them hadn't seen each other for several days, and they couldn't help but hug each other as soon as they met.

After exchanging a few words, Biqing looked at her hesitantly and asked in a low voice, "What do you need these things for?"

Xuanzhen also asked, "You want to leave the palace?"

Lin Feiran looked puzzled: "The Lord asked me to make him a cradle, and I came here to get the fabric."

The two breathed a sigh of relief, looked at each other, and laughed: "Making a cradle is good, but our Xingzhi Palace is more interesting."

Lin Feiran paused slightly, looking them over: "How strange, none of you asked me about my trip to the human realm?"

Xuanzhen took the long rope from behind and laughed, "Weren't we busy making the rocking bed? Let's talk as we make it!"

Lin Feiran hadn't seen them for several days and missed them dearly, so he led the two back to the courtyard. Ru Xian saw the three of them walking in happily, but she didn't say anything and just sat aside and watched.

Biqing and Xuanzhen were not reserved by nature. At first, they were careful to keep their distance, but later they joined Lin Feiran in chatting happily, sometimes about the human world and sometimes about the demon world. In less than an hour, they had set up the cradle.

Ru Xian got up and tried it, then simply lay down and glanced at Lin Feiran.

"I need to take a nap. You stay here and keep watch over me."

Lin Feiran naturally agreed.

Before leaving, Biqing and Xuanzhen glanced at her with pity in their eyes: "Xun Feifei said she was being held here to do hard labor to prevent her from going out. I didn't believe it. The Lord isn't that kind of person. But seeing her today... I can't imagine what kind of hardship she went through in the past few days."

Xuanzhen nodded: "We'll roast a fat chicken tonight and sneak over to help out."

The two looked at Lin Feiran at the same time, mouthing the same words in unison, their expressions tragic: "Wait for me!"

Lin Feiran looked puzzled and was about to step forward to ask for clarification when the two seemed unable to bear watching any longer and ran away in a flash.

She had no choice but to give up.

In the following days, Lin Feiran practically revolved around Ru Xian, almost never leaving her side. She didn't notice anything amiss, but Ru Xian wore a smile all day long, clearly in a very good mood, and the way she looked at her became increasingly different.

During this time, Lin Feiran went to the tower to retrieve some books about love, and the ginseng boy also brought a lot of cut Xuan paper and binding materials.

If Xue was awake, she would stay by her side, and "what do you want to do?" and "what do you want?" had almost become her catchphrases.

As Xue fell asleep, she would flip through the books, and after reading them, she would begin to copy those volumes of "The Great Sound is Silent".

Regardless of anything else, if these few volumes of books can truly spread throughout the world, then it will truly benefit future generations.

Many of the formations in the book are very complex and not easy to remember. Lin Feiran would also get stuck when drawing the formations. She had to thoroughly understand them before she could copy out a complete formation. It was not easy for her, but it was indeed very rewarding.

Time flew by as we spent time together drawing and writing, and before we knew it, it was the last day of our romantic period.

The winter sun still shone in the sky. Lin Feiran sat under the tree with her pen in hand. She had finally reached the last volume of "The Great Sound is Silent," which was also the most difficult formation to draw.

She hadn't made any progress for a long time, so she stopped writing to rest. She subconsciously looked up and saw Ru Xian lying on the rocking bed in front of the table, seemingly still fast asleep.

The dappled sunlight filtering through the trees was dazzling. As she gazed at it, she became somewhat engrossed. With a slight stirring in her heart, her hand, which had been holding a pen, fell again. About fifteen minutes later, a picture of a beautiful woman lying asleep appeared on the long-blank paper.

It's incredibly lifelike.

She had never drawn such a smooth portrait before.

"..."

He can't get anything done properly, but he's quick and easy at everything else.

Lin Feiran felt guilty and speechless. She pursed her lips and hurriedly gathered a few sheets of paper to cover the paper.

"What's wrong?" Ru Xian opened her eyes and looked at her, puzzled. "Haven't you figured out this formation yet?"

Lin Feiran felt even more guilty and repeatedly said, "No, no, that's not right. I haven't fully grasped it yet, but I do have some ideas..."

Just then, several strange bird calls came from outside the courtyard.

As expected, Ru Xian sat up, glanced at the pile of manuscripts, crossed her arms and looked at her: "Go on, there's roast chicken to eat, so they won't think you're suffering here."

Lin Feiran stood up: "I explained to them that I volunteered..."

The noise outside the courtyard continued, and Lin Feiran was afraid that staying too long would arouse his suspicion, so she simply got up and climbed over the wall to leave.

Under the sycamore tree, the branches cast long, slanting shadows. A gust of wind blew by, causing the paper manuscript to flutter slightly. She took a paperweight and used it to weigh it down. Just then, she saw a patch of dark clothing peeking out from under the overlapping Xuan paper, with a spot of light shining right there.

It stared at him like a hailstone, motionless for a long time.

Lin Feiran did indeed go out for a good meal and didn't return until dusk. She immediately rushed to the sycamore tree and found that the manuscript hadn't been touched, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is it finished?"

Suddenly, a sound like hail came from behind. Lin Feiran turned around and subconsciously said, "Not yet, just a little bit more."

"Then go back to rest after you finish drawing." He walked past Lin Feiran, sat down at the desk, and then gestured with his eyes, "Aren't you going to sit here?"

Lin Feiran felt a little strange, but she still sat down. She did intend to finish this last volume today.

She picked up her brush, and the setting sun of winter dyed the Xuan paper a withered yellow, casting shadows like hailstones. The cold fragrance wafted around her, but even it was warmed by the setting sun.

She pursed her lips and began to write, but then paused for a long time because she didn't know where to start.

Ru Xian tucked her stray hairs behind her ear and suddenly spoke: "I've been waiting these past few days."

He withdrew his hand, rested his chin on his hand, and gazed at me quietly with his captivating peach blossom eyes: "I do not like getting too close to people, but you are different."

He didn't say it explicitly, but Lin Feiran, listening to him, somehow understood.

"...Did you see that picture?"

A gust of wind rustled the Xuan paper, and long black and white hair intertwined.

Ru Xian leaned down and kissed the corner of her lips.

He had initially left Lin Feiran some space to take the initiative, and even paused for a moment, but after touching that softness, he felt an indescribable tremor run through his body, and a silent roar reverberated in his ears, clamoring for him to go further.

He couldn't help but stick out his bright red tongue, but then restrained himself and slowly licked it.

A moment later, Lin Feiran seemed to finally come to her senses, and with a slight movement, she returned the kiss.

He had never kissed before and didn't know what it felt like, but in his imagination it was always tasteless. He left Lin Feiran a gap, originally hoping she would lead him, but who knew that the moment they touched, it was like a wildfire that spread and became uncontrollable.

His hand, which was resting on Lin Fei's neck, tightened and loosened intermittently, seemingly without any rhyme or reason, yet it tightened and released rhythmically.

He would always sip gently, licking carefully, making one sticky, slow, clear sound after another, making people blush.

Finally, he pulled away slightly, raised his hand to cover her eyes, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Close your eyes, don't look at me like that."

He kissed her again as soon as he finished speaking.

Now that the honeymoon period is over, he should be fully sober, but at this moment he seems to be intoxicated by it all, unable to extricate himself.

Lin Feiran sat upright, perfectly straight, while Ru Xian was a bit lazier. Although she was leaning forward, she was still leaning against half of the desk, with one hand on her waist and the other hand on the back of her neck. Her left knee was already kneeling beside her waist, while her right knee was pressing on her leg, and she lowered her head slightly.

Lin Feiran was pressed backward by him, so she had to support herself on the futon on the ground, supporting his waist and taking on the other half of his weight.

In matters of the heart, Lin Feiran was extremely poor at understanding. She only tried to probe with her tongue, her movements were slow and somewhat clumsy, but Ru Xian immediately learned from her and attacked her with a thorough understanding.

Her lips, like hailstones, had an unexpected softness that was captivating. In the midst of their intertwining, she seemed to taste a special sweetness, a cool fragrance of floating plum blossoms, a refreshing sweetness that was dazzling.

Lin Feiran paused slightly, and just as she was about to open her eyes, he covered them again.

The taste on the tip of his tongue wasn't any special honey, but rather the taste of blood from deliberately biting his tongue.

He said softly, "It's just for fun, don't worry about it, as long as you like it."

For a moment, a soft breath escaped between their lips, and a warmth rose between their touch, its source unknown.

She almost felt a surging tide of being swallowed up.

The next moment, Ru Xian finally moved away a short distance, giving her a chance to catch her breath.

The silver threads that were still attached to him were about to break. He stroked Lin Feiran's nape, then bent down and licked it before lowering his head to rest against Lin Feiran's side of the neck, panting to himself.

After a moment, he couldn't help but chuckle.

"What a delightful taste."

His fingertips held her wrist, slowly stroking it upwards, again and again, as if he were comforting her or himself.

The inkstone on the desk had been overturned, and ink had spilled all over the floor, soaking the knees of the two men. The leaves of the paulownia tree above rustled and swayed in the dim light.

The two of them remained silent for quite some time.

Ru Xian suddenly asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Lin Feiran said sullenly, "...I'm thinking about winning back next time."

Ru Xian chuckled softly, then slowly rose and looked directly at Lin Feiran. His eyes were tinged with a light red, and his gaze was shimmering like autumn water, carrying a deep meaning that was usually hard to see. His lips were tinged with a touch of vibrant color.

Do you know what I'm thinking?

"I'm thinking, I like you so much, if you ever betray me, how should I punish you?"

Lin Feiran remained silent, quietly pulling a piece of drawing paper to cover her face, revealing only her bright eyes.

On that drawing, a person with disheveled hair lies on their side among a cluster of flowers, eyes lightly closed, clothes hanging down, with a beautiful face and a youthful charm.

A butterfly fluttered by, not gathering nectar, but instead landing on his lips, collecting only that faint, subtle fragrance.

He lowered his eyes and chuckled softly, saying in a low voice, "...I forgive you."

Author's Note: Lin Feiran: Protest! I didn't do anything! I'll go back and review the situation, list the key points, and summarize. Next time, I won't be so embarrassed; I'll make a glorious comeback! Also, please don't bleed me dry again!

Ruhae:……

Ru Xian was already dizzy from kissing, her eyes were filled with Lin Feiran, and she was unable to speak at the moment.

P.S.: Finally got it all sorted out. I wrote a three-in-one book in a flash, and I'm completely drained. I'm going to dig a hole and lie down peacefully.