Chapter 200 [Alien-Zhao Xin] Love
"You are Xiao Jin. You and I are master and disciple, no matter what." Mu Chi explained, then looked up at Murong Lian with his eyes that were watery from being kissed.
Murong Lian looked back at him, licking the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "What nonsense is Wen Nu talking about? What about the incest between master and disciple, what about Xiao Jin? How come I don't remember it?" He grabbed the man again, "Be good, and you will suffer less."
Murong Lian didn't know much about this kind of thing except that he had seen his father favor Lu Ding when he was a child and had just discussed it with Gao Wujiu.
First, take off your clothes.
Thinking of this, he took off his clothes one by one until he was shirtless. During this time, he held the man down tightly to prevent him from struggling.
Gao Wujiu told him that the cauldron itself was unwilling to be the cauldron, but so what? They were the ones in high position, the masters, and even if the cauldron itself was unwilling, they could still take it by force.
The will of the furnace itself is not important. Only those in power have the right to speak and control them. If private furnaces have no rights, then public furnaces have even less.
Those in high positions don’t care about the life or death of the furnace at all, they only care about their own comfort and cultivation.
Murong Lian thought so too, but when Mu Chi said no again, he covered her lips with his hands. When his palm touched the soft lips, he couldn't help but tremble. He didn't know how soft the lips were, but it felt softer and more comfortable when he touched them with his hands.
"Why, you don't want it? Does Wen Nu want to be the Gong Gong furnace tripod?"
This sentence is a deterrent to any furnace. From a private one to a public one, one will suffer more, those people's meat sticks, one after another.
Mu Chi shook his head violently.
Murong Lian let him go, her hands wandering along his slender waist, finally stopping at the belt. She pulled it off, her hands caressing the flesh, moving up inch by inch.
Mu Chi raised his hand above his head, but it was controlled by Murong Lian's other big hand, so he couldn't struggle at all.
"I don't want to be a furnace."
He said not to make a furnace, not that he didn't want to, but that didn't leave him with any choice.
Murong Lian raised his chin. He had countless furnaces and cauldrons, some passed down from his father, some sent by noble families, but he had no resistance to Mu Chi.
The first time he saw someone, he was already obsessed with her. It wasn't the kind of itchy feeling or desire, but the kind that made him want to treat her sincerely and take good care of her.
He knew that he was not such a person, but he just couldn't control himself. He knew that he liked this person.
So when Mu Chi said this, he didn't know what to do.
"If you don't want it, then what do you want? You are just a mortal, do you still want to be on equal footing with this king?"
Mu Chi never said anything, so he made up stories to make himself seem more reasonable, but this often reflected that he cared about Mu Chi very much in his heart.
"Who wouldn't believe what you said? Or are you a fool, talking nonsense?"
"I'm not talking nonsense. You forgot. You don't remember." Mu Chi wanted to pull his hand away, but he couldn't move. "Let go."
Murong Lian sat up. He agreed with those forced ideas and knew that he was the master, the prince of the Murong family. But when he saw Mu Chi's displeasure and said he didn't want it, he felt a little panic, as if they had a serious and irreparable conflict because of this matter in the past.
He stroked his chest, trying to recall if he had truly forgotten something, as Mu Chi had said. He had never seen this person since he could remember. He had been in this demonic world since he was little, and had seen countless people fawning over him, but he had never seen anyone like Mu Chi. It was too new.
But when he turned around to look at Mu Chi, the other party had already put on his clothes.
"Wen Nu."
Mu Chi raised his head and looked at Murong Lian warily.
"I won't force you. I won't do anything beyond the rules until you agree. But you can't leave the Murong Mansion even a step."
After saying that, Murong Lian left in a frustrated mood. Before leaving, he told the maid guarding outside the door to take good care of her and that he would come again tomorrow.
Mu Chi was sitting on the bed when he saw the maid come in to clean up the mess on the table and bring in a set of gorgeous clothes.
He raised his eyes and his gaze fell on the long robe with black background and silver patterns. On the chest was half a black lotus embroidered in dark thread.
"Sir, let me change your clothes for you."
Knowing that Mu Chi's identity was not ordinary, they changed their original attitude.
The news that Mu Chi had entered the mansion and spent the night with Murong Lian soon spread to the other furnaces. Some young and impetuous people who wanted to be favored were very dissatisfied, but they did not dare to openly cause trouble, so they could only say that they were visiting.
There were also some people who simply didn't want to get involved. If Murong Lian came to see them, they would serve her. If she didn't come, then they wouldn't come. They knew full well that being a furnace cauldron didn't end well.
Mu Chi sat in the main seat, looking at these beauties. He didn't want to come, but out of courtesy, he came anyway.
"Master Wen is truly blessed! This courtyard is so large, and yet so close to the master," said Lin Li, a peerless beauty that Gao Wujiu had thrust into his fold. He scrutinized Mu Chi, finding him unremarkable. He didn't realize he was the most beautiful of all the furnace cauldrons, and why would Murong Lian break her vows for a plain-looking mortal? "If it were me, I'd be content."
Mu Chi smiled awkwardly, not knowing what to say.
These unfavored cauldrons were not given separate courtyards, but were instead crammed into one courtyard, with two or three people sleeping in one room. This was true for both new and old members.
But Mu Chi was different. He woke up in this big courtyard. Not only was there someone to serve him, but everyone treated him with respect. He was also pampered. This was what Lin Li wanted but could not get.
"Yes, Master Wen, if you become rich and powerful, please don't forget me. If you have the chance, please introduce me to His Highness."
Mu Chi nodded awkwardly. They left after staying for a while, probably because they felt they would not be able to see Murong Lian.
They are now like concubines in the palace who are not favored but want to work hard to climb up.
Mu Chi was writing and drawing at the desk, and finally drew a complete heart-reflecting mirror. Then he looked at the ball of light that appeared in his hand, which was still as bright as the first time he saw it.
The next day Murong Lian really came, and he came every day after that, and he didn't stay long.
Because every time he would ask if he could fuck Wen Nu. Such nonsense would make people blush, and Mu Chi would never agree to it, so he refused every time.
Gao Wujiu saw Murong Lian like this and felt hopeless. They were demons, and sexual desire was innate to them, yet Murong Lian was here engaging in pure love, even taking away the furnaces and cauldrons because they kept bothering Mu Chi, and Mu Chi didn't want to see them every day. This was simply ridiculous. Was this still the demon clan? If he hadn't grown up with Murong Lian, he wouldn't have believed it. A demon engaging in pure love.
There's no hope.
Murong Lian also knew that he was an outlier, and he did not accept any of Gao Wujiu's suggestions, such as tying him up with chains, drugging him, using love poison, etc. He knew exactly what to do, but when he saw Mu Chi's face, he couldn't bear to do it.
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