Chapter 12 Chapter 12 Still Not Enough
Ling Fuying had no idea how things turned out like this. She pretended to be calm and got up from Ling Zhouci's body.
His arms suddenly felt empty, and the girl's breath disappeared. Ling Zhouci felt a little lost, but this emotion was fleeting.
He realized that the person across from him was Yuchi Xianyue, and fearing that he might have misunderstood, he immediately hurriedly explained: "I just happened to be passing by, and your wife may not have been able to stand firmly."
Yuchi Xianyue drooped his eyelashes slightly, his gaze fell lightly on the two people's faces, without saying a word, he glanced at Ling Fuying's waist which had just been touched by Ling Zhouci.
He leaned against the door frame without saying a word and looked at Ling Fuying.
Ling Fuying felt guilty at first, but she quickly recovered. What happened to her? Not to mention that it was just an accident, even if she really did something and really cheated, Yuchi Xianyue had no right to blame her.
If he misunderstood, wouldn't it be better for him to divorce her in anger?
So Ling Fuying didn't explain anything and had an expression that said he didn't care what he thought.
Perhaps it was because she was too frank that things became simpler. If she had been sneaky, it would have made Yuchi Xianyue think too much.
He stood up and moved closer to Ling Fuying, meeting her distinct black and white eyes. His voice was still clear and pleasant, "So that's how it is."
Yuchi Xianyue glanced at Ling Zhouci's thin body sitting in the wheelchair. His face was pale and looked a little sick, as if he didn't have much time left. He didn't think that this frail young master could seduce Ling Fuying. With this sickly body, even if he wanted to do anything, he would be powerless.
The reason why he didn't delve into it was that he didn't think the man had any charm.
Besides, at present he only has a little interest in Ling Fuying, his new wife, and this interest will disappear sooner or later.
His interest in people or things never lasts too long, from childhood to adulthood.
He once thought Shen Fuxue was special, but recently, he always felt a little bored. He frowned, this world is really boring.
The farce was settled just like that without causing any disturbance. Yuchi Xianyue did not ask too many questions, which made Fu Ying a little disappointed. It would have been better if there had been a fuss. If there had been a fuss, they would have just broken up!
But it's normal. Yuchi Xianyue doesn't like her in the first place, so why should he care about who she gets involved with? Even if she really does something, he probably won't care.
Ling Fuying and Ling Zhouci returned to their rooms. Yuchi Xianyue saw Chen Fuxue standing still at the door and asked in confusion, "It's late at night, isn't Master going to rest?"
Shen Fuxue frowned and said, "You don't have to call me Master."
Yuchi Xianyue was not angry, and continued to smile: "My wife and I are already married. Since you are her master, you are naturally my master as well."
“This is different.”
"Alright, then I'll call you Immortal Lord Zhaoxue."
Shen Fuxue lowered her eyes and walked out the door, "You should rest."
When he passed by Ling Fuying's door, he stopped and looked at her quietly for a long time before leaving. He walked to the small table on the platform at the end and sat down. Next door was Ling Fuying's bedroom.
He sat alone at the table, sipping his tea slowly, but in fact he had been distracted for a long time.
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Ling Fuying didn't sleep well. She always felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at her in the dark room, but when she opened her eyes, there was no one there.
When she left the house, she looked tired and her eyes were a little swollen. The three men present all looked at her. As her husband, Yuchi Xianyue naturally took the initiative to show concern. He asked considerately, "Madam, did you not sleep well last night?"
She ignored them and glanced at them, trying to find some clues of adultery between Chen Fuxue and Yuchi Xianyue, but she saw that Chen Fuxue's cheeks were slightly red and she looked away.
She paused and continued to stare at him, noticing that not only his icy face but even his ears were slightly red, and his long eyelashes were trembling.
There is something fishy!
During breakfast, Ling Zhouci always looked at Ling Fuying uncontrollably, but she just focused on eating.
Yuchi Xianyue and Shen Fuxue simultaneously put a piece of cod into her bowl, which made Fu Ying feel a little unhappy. She didn't care who put it in and took it all. She was not in the mood but it did not affect her appetite. After eating two more bowls of rice, she felt much more energetic. Food really makes people happy.
Ling Zhouci looked at the three people. One was her husband and the other was her master. It was only natural for them to pick up food for her.
Ling Zhouci didn't know why she had lost her appetite.
Seeing him staring at the fish fillet, the guards hurriedly served him the dish. Ling Zhouci looked sick and was about to tell him to take it away coldly, but when she saw Yuchi Xianyue standing beside her, she swallowed the piece of fish silently, feeling that it had no taste.
"Is the food not to your liking?" Yuchi Xianyue asked proactively.
Ling Zhouci was immediately delighted, and curled the corners of her lips, "The food is very good, but I don't usually eat much."
As he said this, he glanced at Ling Fuying, who had eaten several bowls of rice. How could a girl like her eat more than him? He wondered where all the meat went.
Thinking of this, the soft touch of Ling Fuying pressing on him yesterday suddenly jumped into his mind. Ling Zhouci's body stiffened immediately, his lips tightened, and he looked coldly at Ling Fuying with a grain of rice on the corner of his mouth. He couldn't even eat well, so what else could he do? He snorted coldly.
The guard noticed his strange behavior and glanced at him, but was really confused.
Ling Fuying ate so deliciously that Ling Zhouci, who had been taking medicinal decoctions for a long time, regained his appetite. He tentatively took a lotus bun and took a light bite while disdaining Ling Fuying's unseemly table manners.
But he quickly put down the lotus bun, not knowing what delicious food there was.
This meal was so delicious that Fu Ying could enjoy it. Eating was the most important thing in the world, and no one could disturb her while she was eating.
After eating and drinking her fill, she sat down to enjoy the breeze, watching the clouds floating outside the flying boat. She felt in her heart that this was the life she wanted, if the three men in front of her were not an eyesore.
The maids cleared away the used food in an orderly manner. Yuchi Xianyue took the initiative to ask, "Would you like some tea to relieve your greasy feeling?"
Ling Fuying nodded. After all, there was no need to be hard on her stomach.
After drinking the tea, she felt that the taste was very bland in her mouth. She took a piece of pea yellow and put it in her mouth. Chen Fuxue was afraid that she would choke, so she picked up the teapot and filled her cup with tea.
Ling Zhouci, who was watching from the side, had an expression that was hard to describe.
Bored, Ling Fuying began to ask Ling Zhouci about the affairs of Daluozhou, "Young Master Lingzhou, there is something I have always been curious about."
Ling Zhouci didn't know what she wanted to ask, but she also maintained basic courtesy, "What do you want to ask, Madam?"
"Were there any signs before the natural disaster that struck Daluozhou a hundred years ago?"
He didn't expect Ling Fuying to ask about this.
It was summer here, but Daluozhou was cold all year round. There, he wrapped himself in fox fur and dared not slack off for a moment. Suddenly, when he mentioned Daluozhou, the annoying cold seemed to come in from all corners. Ling Zhouci could not help but cover his lips with a handkerchief and coughed a few times. When he took off the handkerchief, it was soaked with blood.
Ling Fuying was shocked. He was the young master of Daluo Continent. How could he be so angry when talking about this natural disaster?
Ling Zhouci frowned and handed the handkerchief to the guard. He was already used to this and would not get angry if someone mentioned the natural disaster.
This natural disaster was known to everyone and was not a taboo that could not be mentioned. He also hoped that there was a solution to this natural disaster, but nearly a hundred years had passed and there was still no clue.
The Zhou government once paid a large sum of money to hire talented people with strange fire, trying to use ancient secret techniques to resist the wind and snow, but it is so difficult for humans to fight against nature.
Ling Zhouci looked at Chen Fuxue. He was born in Daluo Continent when the natural disasters were at their worst. He specialized in the Snow Realm, and it was unknown whether it was related to the natural disasters.
Thinking of what Daluozhou had done to him, Lingzhou Ciyin felt guilty and didn't know how to ask Chen Fuxue to come forward.
In fact, he came to the Three Thousand Realms this time not just for Yuchi Xianyue.
"I've never heard my father mention it." Ling Zhouci said softly, holding the teacup tightly.
Fu Ying was puzzled. Was there no sign of such a rare natural disaster? Or was Ling Zhouci simply unaware of it?
She fell into thought.
Ling Zhouci glanced at Chen Fuxue again, wondering if he was still blaming Daluozhou, or perhaps he had long forgotten about it. After all, he was just a fetus when he was sealed, so what could he remember?
"Why are you suddenly curious about this, Madam?" asked Yuchi Xianyue on the side.
Ling Fuying said, "After all, Young Master Lingzhou is from Daluozhou, so I just remembered it now."
Yuchi Xianyue continued following Ling Fuying's words, "If there's a chance in the future, perhaps we can go there in person.
If she wants to go, she should go by herself. Why should he join in?
"How long do you plan to stay this time, Madam?"
"We'll see when the time comes." She lied, having no intention of returning to the Three Thousand Realms.
Chen Fuxue listened quietly to the two people's casual chat. He almost forgot that they were returning home as a newlywed couple and would return to the Three Thousand Realms sooner or later. By then, they might never see each other again.
He wanted to say something, but didn't know how to start.
At night, Chen Fuxue still did not return to her room and sat in the place where Ling Fuying had sat during the day.
He would be returning to Zheyuan Palace in a few days, and he felt a little uneasy.
It was clearly still early and they would go back together, but she always had the illusion that she would leave soon.
He was feeling restless and the cold seemed to be coming back.
He continued to untie the strings of beads that had been touched by the girl as before and put one of them into the root of his tongue.
A slight movement of the tongue was not enough.
Yuzhu was unable to calm the restlessness in Chen Fuxue's heart. Her heart felt like it was being gnawed by thousands of small insects, itching and aching.
He closed his trembling eyes. After enduring and restraining himself for a long time, he was ultimately unable to resist his instinct. Strands of his spiritual consciousness penetrated through the crack in the door and spread to Ling Fuying's bedroom.
These spiritual consciousnesses that resonated with him were like thousands of silk threads, flowing towards the girl sleeping soundly on the bed. The wet and cold silk threads gently touched her toes that were sticking out of the quilt.
The moment he touched her toes, Ling Fuying's eyelashes trembled slightly. She was still in her sleep, but she turned over subconsciously and hid her cute little feet under the quilt.
The wet silk thread stopped for a moment, then carefully slipped under the quilt and climbed up her fair and delicate calves. The girl mumbled, frowned, and scratched. She always felt a little itchy and a little cold. She pulled the quilt to wrap herself tightly. Not long after, she woke up.
Ling Fuying sat on the bed with the quilt in her arms, sleepy-eyed. She looked at the window. It was clearly closed, but why was it so cold? She also felt like something was crawling over her.
Could there be a mouse here? She crawled around the house and searched carefully, even under the bed, but found nothing. It wasn't a mouse, so could it be...
She scared herself and her face turned pale. She pulled the quilt over her and lay down again, curling up and wrapping herself tightly.
But the feeling of being watched did not diminish at all.
The more she thought about it, the more scared she became. She threw back the quilt, opened the door and ran out, intending to find someone. She was so panicked that she threw herself into the arms of the man at the door.
Shen Fuxue's tall body held the girl tightly in his arms, and his fingertips around her waist were burning hot.
This was the first time he touched her up close while awake. When he lowered his head, he saw the girl's wet eyes and rosy lips.
He was confused but thirsty. He wanted... to swallow these lips into his stomach in one gulp, just like how she chewed the crystal clear lychee flesh that day.
Both of them breathed faster, and the cold hand on her waist suddenly moved, causing Fu Ying's body to soften and shiver.
The cold fragrance from Chen Fuxue's body rushed over her head, wrapping her tightly from head to toe. She was almost unable to breathe, staring at his Adam's apple and swallowing involuntarily.
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