Chapter 26 Chapter 26 Why are you crying?
The couple slept in each other's arms on the narrow bed. This was the first time Yuchi Xianyue had slept with Ling Fuying in his arms. In the dark night, the girl's breath, body temperature, and even every subtle movement in his arms were transmitted to his body, an intimacy that was difficult to describe.
He had thought he would resent this kind of intimacy.
Whether it is family, friendship or love, for him, it is a waste of time and energy and extremely boring.
The waist beneath his palm was thin, yet extremely fleshy and soft. She was fatter than he had imagined. He moved his fingers and pinched it. The girl in his arms frowned and muttered, trying to slip out of his grasp again.
Before he could think about it, he had already hugged her back.
Fu Ying dared not move again.
She was acting with almost all her might, just to save her own life.
She wanted to pretend to turn around and leave Yuchi Xianyue's suffocating embrace, but he hugged her back again.
It was very difficult to control her breathing carefully and her body's instinctive tense reaction so as not to be noticed by Yuchi Xianyue.
Under such high intensity tension, her consciousness gradually faded away.
She had a rare nightmare. In the dream, several huge pythons were strangling her tightly. The dark green pupils in front of her eyes were cold and cruel. The snake tails were getting tighter and tighter, as if they wanted to strangle her to death.
Ling Fuying woke up in a cold sweat, and saw Yuchi Xianyue's face in front of him.
"Madam, did you have a nightmare?" Yuchi Xianyue's hand gently patted Ling Fuying's sweaty back. Her hand was wet and slippery. Her petal-like lips were slightly open, and it was obvious that she had not yet recovered from the nightmare.
Ling Fuying was even more frightened this time. When it passed by her last night, she pretended to be shocked and hugged the quilt away from Yuchi Xianyue.
"Why are you in my bed?"
The threat to her life unleashed her unparalleled potential, and she acted very naturally.
Yuchi Xianyue looked quietly at Ling Fuying, who was curled up in a ball. "Madam, you may have forgotten that it was you who crawled into my arms."
Ling Fuying's expression changed again and again, and he said in shame and anger: "You are lying, I didn't do that."
"If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do. It's still early, why don't you sleep a little longer?"
It was still dark outside. The warmth in Yuchi Xianyue's arms dissipated with Ling Fuying's departure. He lowered his eyes and glanced at his fingertips, and a trace of vague regret flashed through his heart.
"You go down, I'll sleep by myself." Ling Fuying was not as unscrupulous as before. She almost forgot that Yuchi Xianyue was a vicious husband who regarded human life as worthless!
Yuchi Xianyue lay down motionless, looking at her indifferently from the side, like a gentle husband who indulged his wife's unreasonable behavior.
"Madam, if you don't sleep now, it will be dawn soon."
Time passed silently, causing Fu Ying to lie down reluctantly, with her back facing him, as close to the wall as possible, and as far away from Yuchi Xianyue.
But she was no longer sleepy.
Last night, Yuchi Xianyue had murderous intentions, he must have discovered something, but she was not sure whether he knew it was Chen Fuxue.
The person he loved in the past had an affair with his wife, and he was probably even more tempted to kill him.
But you can't let your guard down just because of his elegant appearance, because this man has a cold and cruel heart.
She needs to be more cautious. After all, there are thousands of paths to take, but only one life.
The two slept peacefully until early morning, and when Ling Fuying woke up, he was in Yuchi Xianyue's arms again.
Looking down, she saw that she was hugging Yuchi Xianyue's waist.
"Ma'am, I didn't lie to you."
Ling Fuying seemed to admit it, his expression changing again and again, "If you didn't come to my bed, how could I get into your arms? I didn't know I had a habit of sleepwalking."
He really couldn't refute this point, but he didn't argue with Ling Fuying, "Well, it's my husband's fault."
"Are you going to get up yet?"
Ling Fuying stepped over him and got out of bed. The hem of her skirt brushed the back of his hand, her calves faintly visible, and her breath was filled with a sweet fragrance. Yuchi Xianyue watched her hurried into the bathroom.
When she came out again, she had changed her clothes and looked at him with a wary look.
"Aren't you leaving yet?" Ling Fuying began to drive the guest away.
Yuchi Xianyue walked closer and glanced at Ling Fuying. The feeling of last night came to his mind again.
He did have the intention to kill Ling Fuying last night. In all the years he had lived, no one had ever betrayed him. If someone betrayed him, the only punishment would be death.
He didn't expect that the person who betrayed him would be his new wife.
Yuchi Xianyue, who had always been treated with servility by others, could not tolerate even the slightest displeasure. But this time, Ling Fuying's rejection of him and her resistance were both particularly novel to him.
But such tolerance is not without limits.
But last night, with just her unconscious embrace, a touch that could be called alms, she had made him lower his claws, relinquish his murderous intent, and even begin to covet her embrace. A night had passed, and yet she was still alive and well.
Ling Fuying was so nervous when he looked at her that she took a step back. He put his hands in his sleeves and stared at her.
Then he said, "It's time for breakfast. It won't be too late for us to eat together before leaving."
"What do you think, ma'am?"
Ling Fuying hesitated, she glanced at Yuchi Xianyue's hand, "Then, let's eat before we go."
"Can I borrow your bathroom, Madam?"
She watched Yuchi Xianyue strolling towards the bathroom, a private place, and she felt uneasy sitting in the room.
The clothes she took off last night were casually hung on the screen, and the maid had not taken them away yet, but it didn't matter. After all, Yuchi Xianyue was different from men in some ways.
Even Ling Huaixu had never entered this bathroom, but Yuchi Xianyue walked in openly, and she couldn't kick him out.
Yuchi Xianyue entered the bathroom and looked around the room. There was a flower window next to the hot spring. Outside the window were green bamboos, flowers and trees, and led to the deserted back garden.
Catching a glimpse of a small piece of cloth hanging on the screen beside the pool, with thin straps hanging down, he wondered what it was, what it was used for, or where it could be worn, since it was so small and so thin.
He glanced at the cloth and then stopped. A faint special fragrance lingered in his mind, and the scene from his dream emerged in his mind. The shy girl lying on him seemed to have this thing on her fair body.
Yuchi Xianyue's fingertips were burning hot, and he slowly put it back to its original place.
This was his first time entering the privacy of his daughter's home.
When I went out, Ling Fuying had already washed and dressed, sitting on the square table in the yard, his chin supported by his hands, and breakfast had been served on the table.
Ling Fuying, who was guarding the breakfast table, seemed to have a tightly frowned brow, while Yuchi Xianyue raised the corners of his lips slightly.
Sitting down opposite her, he asked, "Why is it so rich?"
"This is the breakfast for the second day of the prayer ceremony."
She peeled a palm leaf, dipped it in sugar and took a bite.
"I see. I'm not familiar with this family custom. Madam, please explain it to me."
Ling Fuying ignored him. Yuchi Xianyue Wang picked up a steamed dumpling from her plate, but she didn't touch it.
"Ma'am, I remember you used to like it very much. Have you suddenly stopped liking it? Or have you found something new and exciting?"
Yuchi Xianyue still looked as bright and clear as the moon, but the more Fu Ying listened, the stranger his words seemed.
She took the steamed dumpling and took a bite. "Oh, what's so new about this breakfast? I like steamed dumplings."
The food tasted bland and tasted like chewing wax. She almost had a stomachache after eating this breakfast.
"It seems the Madam doesn't like it very much."
Ling Fuying forced out a smile, "I like it, I like it very much."
After finishing this tasteless breakfast with him, Fu Ying wanted to stay away from him, so she made an excuse, "I have something to ask my brother, so I'll leave first."
As she was speaking, the communication stone hanging on her waist vibrated. She remembered what happened last night and deliberately didn't check it. She drank a cup of tea and stood up.
At this moment, it was most likely Chen Fuxue, but there was also a chance it could be someone else, but she didn't dare to take the risk.
Yuchi Xianyue glanced at her waist, but looked away the next second.
"Then please go quickly, ma'am."
Ling Fuying stepped out of the courtyard. She had never felt that the scenery outside was so beautiful. She walked around and finally went to the main hall.
She looked for Ling Huaixu for no reason, it was just an excuse to get away.
Ling Fuying's figure emerged from the morning light of the palace gate, as if leaping out of a dream. Ling Huaixu was slightly startled, realizing that this was not a dream. He clenched the documents in his hand.
Last night, he dreamed of Ling Fuying... She seemed to be wearing the same silk dress as in the dream.
Ling Fuying came over without saying a word, sat down on the armchair, and looked around at the objects in the hall with his eyes rolling around.
"You do it..." Ling Huaixu's tone stiffened, and he changed his tone in time, "How come you have time to come here today?"
It has been so many days since he came back from the Three Thousand Realms, but Ling Fuying has never taken the initiative to look for him.
"I'll come sit for a while and leave soon."
This is the place Fu Ying hates coming to the most, as he thinks it is dull and boring.
Ling Huaixu had no intention of looking at the documents handed to him. He stared at Ling Fuying in a trance. Why did he dream of her?
Was it because she had become much prettier? But he remembered that she had always looked the same, her facial features hadn't changed, not even the tiny mole on the tip of her nose. Why did he suddenly find her beautiful? Ling Huaixu couldn't come up with an answer.
Reason told him not to think about it anymore, because sometimes thinking alone could not find the answer.
After calming down, Ling Huaixu casually asked, "Why are you so sad?"
How could she not be worried? Yuchi Xianyue must have discovered her affair. If she told Ling Huaixu that she and Shen Fuxue were having an affair, she didn't know what his expression would be.
This matter must not be told to Ling Huaixu. If she did, he would probably mock and scold her. For now, she could only temporarily ask Chen Fuxue not to come to her again. The most important thing was to stabilize Yuchi Xianyue.
"I'll just come over and sit for a while, don't bother me."
Ling Fuying glanced in the direction of the palace gate before taking out the communication stone. The person who sent the message was not Chen Fuxue, but her senior brother who had once taught her sword skills and whom she had a crush on.
She remembered that Senior Brother Lu had been traveling for five years. Now he was back?
"How long will you stay this time?" Ling Huaixu looked at Ling Fuying who was fiddling with the communication stone.
"It won't bother you. I'll leave early."
Ling Huaixu choked and pursed his lips, saying, "You... don't have to be so anxious."
"..." Ling Fuying looked at Ling Huaixu suspiciously. Was he possessed by a ghost? This sudden behavior made her feel a little uncomfortable.
Just as he was thinking, a person walked in from the door, making Fu Ying look. Chen Fuxue, dressed in white, walked towards the door. The light from the temple door cast a layer of holy light behind him, like a god walking down from the divine realm.
"I have something to discuss with Immortal Lord Zhaoxue. If you want to listen, you can stay." Ling Huaixu said.
They were talking about the matter of Daluozhou. Ling Zhouci took the initiative to mention it to him, and was willing to use conditions within their capacity in exchange, hoping that Chen Fuxue would go to Daluozhou to try to solve the natural disaster. Only Ling Huaixu himself knew how attractive this condition was.
But if Chen Fuxue doesn't want to, no one can go against his will. He has no subordinate relationship with Zheyuan Palace, and no one can hold him back.
Ling Fuying didn't want to stay here. She glanced at Chen Fuxue and passed by him. "You guys chat, I'm leaving first."
Shen Fuxue watched her leave gracefully.
Her former senior brother Lu Heng invited her to reminisce about the past at Jiange. He was the head of the inner disciples of Zheyuan Palace. He was an excellent swordsman and a strict but responsible person. He had instructed many disciples and was considered the undisputed eldest senior brother by everyone. She remembered that the place he traveled to was Daluo Continent.
After entering Jiange, she walked to the second floor according to the route she remembered and saw Lu Heng sitting by the window.
"Junior sister Ling, long time no see. I hope you are well."
Ling Fuying smiled and sat down opposite him, "Senior Brother Lu, how are you?"
"Are you doing well?" Lu Heng asked. His eyes stayed on Ling Fuying's face and suddenly he became distracted.
"Not bad. When did you come back?"
"About ten days ago."
It's been so long.
"I heard that you traveled to Daluo Continent. Did you have any adventures?" Ling Fuying asked jokingly.
"It's not really an adventure, but I gained something."
The two were chatting happily when Lu Heng remembered something, "Junior sister, after the Qi'an Festival, the gates of hell have been wide open. Things have been a bit uneasy recently. You have to be careful."
He knew that Ling Fuying was afraid of ghosts. Generally speaking, cultivators are not afraid of ghosts and gods, but she was particularly afraid.
"This is a ghost-exorcising talisman I accidentally found in Daluozhou. It might be of some use to you."
Ling Fuying almost forgot about this matter. Things like ghosts really made her quite afraid.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Lu." Ling Fuying took the talisman paper and put it away carefully.
"Brother Lu, since you've been traveling in Daluo Continent, have you heard of any strange stories?"
The system's task of collecting the protagonists' beloved kisses was too outrageous, so she didn't take it seriously. She had to find a cure for the fire poison on her own.
"I've heard a lot of strange stories. What do you want to ask about, Junior Sister?"
"Is there anything about the blizzard disaster that hit Daluo Continent hundreds of years ago?"
"I have heard about the story of Immortal Lord Zhaoxue and Daluozhou."
Ling Fuying had heard Chen Fuxue briefly mention his own life experience, but he didn't know more, and he had no idea what connection he had with the blizzard disaster.
She listened carefully to the rumors Lu Heng mentioned, and as he spoke, many details became clearer.
Chen Fuxue was born in Daluo Continent, but the way he was born was a little strange.
His mother was the saint of Daluo Continent. The natural disaster came too suddenly and violently. She was already pregnant at the time and had no choice but to use secret techniques and sacrifice the fetus in her mansion in an attempt to end the natural disaster.
But her efforts only maintained peace for two years. In the third year, a blizzard came again, and the entire Daluo Continent once again became a living hell. The city that suffered the most was destroyed in the blink of an eye, and no one survived. Their bodies were buried under the ice and snow, and the resentment of their remaining souls lingered above the city, and wailing could often be heard. Now that city is banned and no one dares to set foot in it.
Ten years later, a bloody hole slowly appeared on the abdomen of the ice sculpture of the saint worshipped by Daluo Continent. Without thinking twice, everyone immediately poured ice and snow into the seal to reinforce it. However, after only two days, the sound of a baby crying was heard.
At first, people thought it was a ghost, so they suggested burying the saint's body. However, on the day of the burial, the crying in the coffin became louder and louder.
This baby is Chen Fuxue today.
The fetus was born strangely without a pulse and body temperature, and anyone who got close to him would have a high fever and die of the plague. So he was sealed in an ice coffin by the Lord of Daluo Continent, nailed with a soul-destroying nail, and suppressed on the Snowy Dragon Ridge Peak of Daluo Continent.
No one could have imagined that he was not dead. The coffin became his shelter. He grew up day by day, and the spiritual energy of the entire Dragon Ridge Peak was absorbed by him. As his cultivation increased day by day, he also absorbed the cold poison that had been in the Dragon Ridge Peak for tens of millions of years. The snow peak collapsed as a result, and the seal of the black ice coffin was also destroyed.
After leaving the coffin, Chen Fuxue sat naked in the snow. The continent master was startled and rushed over to find that he was the dead fetus that was sealed a hundred years ago.
But at this time they were powerless to stop Shen Fuxue, as he could destroy a city with just a wave of his hand.
Chen Fuxue wandered all the way to the Southern Region, where he met the former master of Zheyuan Palace, who was also Ling Fuying's adoptive father. He became a guest of honor in Zheyuan Palace and stayed there all year round.
Actually, the Lord of Daluo Continent who sealed him was his enemy, but now he wants him to solve the bitter cold in Daluo Continent.
Daluozhou was in a state of panic all day long, but after discovering that he did not attack them, they finally relaxed their vigilance. Almost no one dared to mention him and Daluozhou.
Chen Fuxue had said that his cold poison originated from Dragon Ridge Peak. Was the collapse of the snowy peak simply due to his absorption of spiritual energy, or were there other triggering factors? Ling Fuying didn't know, and perhaps even Chen Fuxue himself didn't know.
"Someone once said that his existence is the root cause of natural disasters." Lu Heng said after a moment of silence.
This puzzled Fu Ying. "Wasn't he born after the natural disaster? How could he be the star of disaster?"
"That's not the case. He lay in his mother's womb for a full ten years. If he had burst out of the womb after ten months of pregnancy, then ten years ago, that would have been the day the natural disaster struck."
This made Fu Ying feel creepy.
Not everything in the book was mentioned, and she was unable to see the ending. The system only allowed her to quickly read the first three volumes, and she was unaware of the last three volumes.
Lu Heng paused, seeming to want to say something but stopped himself.
"Just tell me if you have anything to say, Senior Brother."
"Yuchi Yuchi was born on the same day as Immortal Lord Zhaoxue. Before his birth, a master said that he was a god descended to earth, without distinction of gender."
At first, people just thought it was a lucky word and didn't take it seriously, but when Yuchi Xianyue was born, he really had no obvious characteristics of a boy or a girl.
The wife of the domain lord wanted a daughter, so she raised him as a girl. It was only after about two years that he showed the characteristics of a boy.
So it has been rumored that he is a monster that is neither male nor female.
There is such a thing. She has lived in the Domain Lord's Mansion for two years and has never heard of this rumor.
[System, is this true or false? ]
[The host system's permissions are not high enough to query the last three volumes.]
She was curious about whether there was anything strange about Shen Fuxue and Shen Fuxue being born on the same day.
Rumors are scary. Born on the same day, one person is a disaster, while the other is a god who has descended to earth. It's really ridiculous.
No wonder they are the protagonists, they are a perfect match made in heaven.
If Yuchi Xianyue was really a god who had descended to earth, then she would be doomed. How could she defeat him?
After leaving, Ling Fuying was still thinking about this matter. When Lu Heng mentioned ghosts, she felt that she was surrounded by evil ghosts. Fortunately, it was daytime.
She walked to a forest. The tall old trees blocked out the sun and it was very cool, but she still felt a spooky aura. She wanted to pass through this forest path quickly, but suddenly she felt a chill on her back. When Fu Ying was about to run, she was grabbed by a cold big hand that came out of nowhere.
Just as she was about to scream, she was covered by a large, bony hand, with its knuckles pressed tightly against her lips.
"Xiaoman, it's me." Shen Fuxue hugged her tightly and said hoarsely in her ear.
Covered with snow?
He lowered his hand, allowing Fu Ying to finally breathe. Just as he was about to speak, Chen Fuxue lowered her head. The moist touch on her neck spread out, and she blushed and shrank her body, feeling the bone-eroding pleasure build up layer by layer.
She quickly looked outside and found that there was no one there. The light was dim and she felt a little relieved because of the trees blocking the view.
"Why are you here?" Ling Fuying lowered her voice. Didn't she tell him not to come to see her? She was still frightened last night and didn't want to go through it again.
"I missed you." Chen Fuxue hugged the girl's waist tightly. He was like a puppy in urgent need of his owner's caress, rubbing against Ling Fuying's cheek.
She opened her lips, but didn't know what to say.
Is the Chen Fuxue I saw in the main hall this morning really the same person as he is now?
"How did you..."
Fu Ying couldn't ask any questions, because she remembered that Chen Fuxue was like this because of the bondage of love.
Fortunately, she didn't inhale much, and now her fear completely overwhelmed her desire, allowing her to retain some rationality.
Chen Fuxue kissed her neck closely, as if she had smeared sweet candy on her neck, causing Fu Ying to gasp and say, "Don't leave any marks."
Yesterday, the touch of Yuchi Xianyue's hand on her throat was too strong. Although it didn't hurt and he hadn't even started to use force, it left a huge shadow on her.
Chen Fuxue paused his sucking for a moment, then opened his mouth and gently bit the flesh on her neck to avoid leaving kiss marks.
It was so gentle that she felt numb and itchy. "Don't do it here, someone will see us."
"No, they can't see it." Shen Fuxue set up a concealing formation around her so that no one would see them.
However, Ling Fuying always felt uneasy. She hugged Chen Fuxue's neck tightly and looked behind him.
Chen Fuxue bit Ling Fuying's earlobe, opened her lips and took it in, and a tingling sensation spread throughout her body.
The communication stone vibrated, and she was so frightened that her legs almost went limp. She held back Shen Fuxue's approach with her hands, "Let me take a look first."
While she was reading the message, Shen Fuxue put his arms around her limp body, his slender jade-like fingers reached into her skirt and wandered around her waist.
Before she could see the content of the message, she suddenly shuddered and the communication stone fell at the feet of the two people.
No one paid attention to the content of the message anymore.
Ling Fuying was so dizzy from his kiss that the communication stone under her feet vibrated again. She turned her head to avoid Chen Fuxue's kiss and said in a hoarse voice, "You are not allowed to come to me during this period of time, especially outside. And remember to reply to my messages."
"Why?" Shen Fuxue held Ling Fuying's cheeks with both hands and asked her to look at her. Her big watery eyes flickered at this moment.
"I'm worried about Yuchi Xianyue finding out. You know, what if he gets angry and refuses to divorce me? Can you wait a moment?"
The girl's eyes were clear and innocent, and Shen Fuxue couldn't refuse. Even though he wanted to say that he couldn't wait, he finally nodded.
No matter when, he could not refuse Ling Fuying.
Maybe if she told him to die, he would do it.
"Thank you, Master!" Ling Fuying put her arms around his neck and kissed him on the lips. "I'll be leaving now. Remember what I said."
Before leaving, she picked up the communication stone, walked out of the dense forest with unsteady steps, straightened her messed up long skirt, took out a mirror and looked at her face. Fortunately, she didn't let him kiss her lips, but her face was a little red and there was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.
Since Chen Fuxue said that no one saw it, then it shouldn't be a big problem. After all, very few people can escape his mental detection.
She let out a light breath and walked towards her yard.
Only then did she remember that she hadn't read the message yet, and when she saw the content, cold sweat broke out on her.
She seemed to see Yuchi Xianyue looking at her with a smile, but his eyes were as cold as a poisonous snake. He sent a message: Madam, I seem to have seen you.
Ling Fuying quickly looked around, but there was no one there. The more she looked around, the more frightened she became.
She returned to the courtyard and didn't meet Yuchi Xianyue. She felt a little relieved. She pushed open the door and saw a man in a dark green robe sitting in the dim room.
"Madam, you are so slow to reply. I have been waiting for you for a long time."
He put down the teacup, and the bottom of the cup made a crisp sound when it hit the table.
Fu Ying's brain was working at high speed, but he still couldn't come up with a decent lie.
Yuchi Xianyue walked closer step by step, stretching out his big white hand, which was getting closer and closer, as if he was going straight to take her life.
Ling Fuying's eyelashes trembled, and she stretched out her hands and held his hands tightly.
Yuchi Xianyue narrowed his eyes and tensed his body.
Her hand was soft and warm, squeezing through his fingers, as if the two of them were inseparable.
Those clear big eyes also began to mist up, and tears rolled down and hit the back of Yuchi Xianyue's hand, like some holy water that could cure all diseases. The anger in his heart dissipated with her tears.
He just looked at the two people holding hands in front of him and Ling Fuying's tears, and the fire in his heart boiled and burned along with her tears.
Yuchi Xianyue leaned close to Ling Fuying, so close that he could see tears on her eyelashes, and he suddenly felt dry in the mouth.
"Madam, why are you crying?" He stretched out his fingers to wipe away the girl's tears bit by bit, and took her loosened hand. "The food is getting cold, please sit down and eat."
Once again, he let her go and even took her hand to comfort her. He didn't want to see her cry.
This doesn't make sense.
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The author has something to say: Meibao, who has explosive acting skills:
Xiaoyue: As long as she is willing to settle down and live a good life with me, that’s enough.
Meibao: It’s impossible to change my mind.
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