Chapter 29 Chapter 29 Even if she has a husband
When Ling Fuying was bathing, she always felt that someone was staring at her, like a leech attached to her bones. When she looked back, there was nothing unusual behind the bead curtain.
She turned around and continued bathing.
There were only her and Yuchi Xianyue here. Even if Yuchi Xianyue saw it, so what? Deep down in her heart, she already regarded him as a sister. There was no need to be wary of sisters.
The steam washed away the fatigue in her body. She soaked in the bathtub last night, and her pores opened instantly. She sighed softly with comfort.
When she finished washing and dressing, she suddenly thought of something: her little clothes seemed to be missing.
She originally thought that the maid had taken it away, but the small dress was not found in the dress that was sent back. That was her favorite piece of clothing, with her favorite pattern and the softest texture. Others made of the same material were far inferior to it, but that piece of clothing was missing.
If it were anything else, she might not even notice.
When he went out wearing his coat, his eyes were fixed on Yuchi Xianyue in the room.
Only he and Ling Huaixu had come here. Chen Fuxue just didn't have the opportunity to commit the crime in the yard. Ling Huaixu would never do such a thing. So the only one left was Yuchi Xianyue.
Yuchi Xianyue is the biggest suspect because he is gay. He might like to steal her underwear and wear it himself, but these are clothes she had worn before, so how could he be so shameless?
But all this was just suspicion, which made Fu Ying look at Yuchi Xianyue in the clear and bright moonlight. He looked like a decent person and didn't seem like someone who would do such a thing.
It’s not the best. If it really is him, it’s really speechless.
Yuchi Xianyue was puzzled by Ling Fuying's gaze. Her eyes swept back and forth across his chest, and occasionally passed under his body. Being stared at by her with a slightly frown on his face, Yuchi Xian had strange, unspeakable thoughts in his mind.
"Madam, why are you looking at me like that?"
"nothing."
Ling Fuying felt quite disgusted with such behavior and hoped that Yuchi Xianyue was not such a dirty person.
The wrongly accused Yuchi Xianyue was confused.
After taking a shower and returning to the bedroom, Yuchi Xianyue lifted the curtain and looked at the girl sleeping on the bed. From this angle, he could just see her loose collar and the edge of the light pink dress underneath, and the fragrance seemed to spread over him.
He thought of the dirty smell of blood again.
Yuchi Xianyue suddenly had a bizarre idea.
This little dress was sewn by someone else, those same hands embroidering the pattern on it, perhaps even dripping with the embroiderer's sweat and stained with someone else's scent. But now, it was worn by Ling Fuying, clinging tightly to her delicate skin, as if hugging her intimately.
He felt an inexplicable urge to tear off this little dress that was sewn by someone else from her body, so that there would be no trace of someone else.
He reached out his hand tentatively, and when it touched Ling Fuying's collar, she raised her arm and pressed him against her chest.
Yuchi Xianyue's whole body stiffened, and a wave of heat surged on his face. He moved his hand, but it pressed him tighter.
The soft touch and the fragrance of her body came flooding back.
After an unknown amount of time, he finally pulled his hand away, his temples wet with sweat.
The night was quiet and silent. Yuchi Xianyue's heart had just calmed down when he suddenly remembered something.
I didn't have time to think about what happened the night before, and only now did I notice something was wrong.
Why did Ling Fuying's reaction in his dream exactly the same as in his own dream?
Her resistance and her expression could not be explained by mere coincidence. After all, they had not yet consummated their marriage.
Did she remember her past life with him?
That's why I resist so much.
In that dream, he and Ling Fuying had only slept together once, and then never again. He remembered the him in the dream...
Whether it was the butcher and the widow, or the monk and the goblin, the scenes in that picture book lasted for a very long time.
Yuchi Xianyue lowered his eyes and glanced at the person below him.
He thought it was ridiculous that men couldn't control their desires because he had never experienced such urges.
Even when looking at such picture books, he remained calm. Even if his body had some instinctive reactions when he woke up in the morning, he could remain calm and wait for it to disappear on its own.
But it had never occurred to him before that perhaps this wasn't normal.
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Ling Fuying slept until midnight and found that there was no one around her, so she buried her head and continued to sleep. The next morning, she rolled over in bed and opened her eyes to see Yuchi Xianyue sitting beside the bed, staring at her expressionlessly.
His expression was not good. He didn't have his usual smile, nor was he relaxed and at ease. It was as if he had encountered something difficult.
It seemed that he had been sitting by the bed for a long time. She didn't know why Yuchi Xianyue was sitting by the bed and looking at her. Being stared at so early in the morning made her feel creepy, even if the man was a handsome man.
"Why are you sitting next to my bed?" Ling Fuying walked past him and wanted to leave, but he held her hand.
He held her hand tightly in his palm and did nothing else, just holding it like that.
Strands of warmth were transmitted from the center of the armrest to Yuchi Xianyue's body, and his restless heart suddenly calmed down. However, where the two of them were touching, it was like a ball of fire burning, burning him with a stinging pain.
"Let me go." Ling Fuying struggled to break free, but Yuchi Xianyue held her even tighter.
He hugged Ling Fuying from behind, just like that day on the flying boat, when he lowered his head he could smell the sweet scent of her body.
"Kick me like you did last time."
Ling Fuying was shocked when he heard Yuchi Xianyue's words. This man was really sick. Although Yuchi Xianyue was thin, he was tall. If he held her like this, she would be helpless against him.
In a fit of rage, she simply lowered her head and bit his arm hard.
The bite left a deep blood mark, and she tasted the blood, salty and a little disgusting.
She frowned and relented.
Yuchi Xianyue smelled blood, it was his blood. He stared at the blood on Ling Fuying's lips, his pupils shrinking slightly.
Ling Fuying couldn't help swallowing, but she swallowed his blood into her stomach. The strong smell of blood filled her mouth. She realized what she had done and wanted to spit it out, but she had already swallowed it. A few dry heaves did not help.
But Yuchi Xianyue in front of him curled his lips, his eyes were slightly moist with excitement, his fingers were trembling slightly, and his Adam's apple kept rolling.
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Canglang Peak.
After Taoist Cangming brought Shuyu back, he stuffed him with a few teleportation talismans that could teleport him back and forth between the foot of the mountain and the cave.
But he never thought that he had not yet drawn the Qi into his body, and without spiritual energy to activate the talisman paper, it would be useless to give it to him.
He gave Shuyu a few instructions and left again.
If Taoist Cangming doesn't come back, Shuyu will have to stay in Canglang Peak forever, unless he successfully draws the energy into his body and uses the teleportation talisman.
Shuyu stood in front of the simple courtyard. The windows were broken and had not been repaired, but the frame of the house was extremely strong and occupied an entire hill. One could vaguely see the former glory of the courtyard, but she didn't know why it had become like this.
He probably didn't expect that everything that could be demolished in the yard had been almost demolished by Taoist Cangming. What could be sold was sold, and what could be used continued to be used. After all, he rarely came back.
If there is an extra disciple, he can just stay there for a while. As long as there is a bed and a room, it will be fine.
Before leaving, Taoist Cangming threw him a book and then left in a leisurely manner.
Shuyu was used to wandering in the wind and sun, so she was not surprised by this kind of living environment and even thought it was good.
Without the guidance of his master, he looked through the basic cultivation techniques, but he didn't know many words, and even if he pieced them together, he couldn't understand the general meaning.
He could only put it aside temporarily and try the method of drawing qi into the body that he had heard of before.
But after trying for a whole night, he didn't get any results. He had been trying for many years, but had never succeeded in drawing the Qi into his body.
As he sat on the ground with his eyes lowered in thought, a crisp bell sounded from his sleeve, and he took out the bell.
She said she could help him draw the energy into his body.
How could I give him such a precious thing? A voice in Shuyu's heart floated out.
Only things that are not wanted are given to him.
He held the bell and tried to draw the energy into his body again. The bell in his hand jingled again and bounced back and forth in his palm.
He opened his hands, and the bell rose into the air. A ray of spiritual energy like the Milky Way overflowed from the hollow part of the bell and coiled around his fingertips like a small snake.
He felt the call within him, a very mysterious feeling.
Ling Fuying's words when she left rang in his ears. They really worked...
Without giving it any thought, Shuyu sat cross-legged and tried to draw the Qi into his body again. This time, he seemed to feel a pull and no longer had the feeling of nothingness as before. Under his guidance, the tiny strand of spiritual energy flowed into his forehead, and then the spiritual power in the air was also affected, flowing slowly towards him like water.
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It was already the next day when Shuyu opened his eyes. He looked outside through the leaky door. The sunlight was dazzling, changing the dimness inside the room. He quickly blocked the glaring light with his hands.
[Host, Luck Value +10! ]
Ling Fuying, who was practicing, opened his eyes. Huh? Where did this come from?
Yuchi Xianyue left for something, and she was alone with the luck value that fell from the sky.
【The system is temporarily unable to detect. 】
It’s not a big problem. It doesn’t matter where it comes from, as long as it exists.
Ling Fuying has now refined her qualifications. Although she does not have the one in a thousand chance of winning, she still has a top-grade single-line spiritual root. She used to have mixed spiritual roots and her cultivation speed was slow, but now her speed is improving by leaps and bounds, and she feels much easier and more enjoyable when practicing.
She began to think about the next time she would cleanse her marrow and meridians. She had to find a way to save up 5,000 points.
She had originally planned to raise 1,000 points of luck to refine her qualifications within half a month. Now that she had completed her plan, she planned to find Ling Huaixu to inform him that she was leaving.
She must go to Daluozhou.
Although there are many ghosts and countless wronged souls there, you must go there if you want to get rid of the fire poison in your body.
When she went over, Ling Huaixu was scolding his subordinates for being useless. She had no idea what he was angry about.
Seeing him coming, Ling Huaixu suppressed his anger and did not throw the documents in his hand at the group of people kneeling on the ground.
Ling Huaixu said in a bad tone, "You guys go away first."
"Yes." The group of people crawled away.
Ling Fuying thought to herself that she felt really pitiful under his control. She sat down on the armchair and said, "I have something to tell you. I will be leaving in the next few days."
Ling Huaixu paused, "Return to the Three Thousand Realms?"
"I'm going to Daluozhou."
"What are you doing there?"
"Don't worry about it, it's just for a few days."
"Is that what you came here to talk about?"
Ling Fuying had a puzzled look on her face, and Ling Huaixu's dark eyes were always staring at her. The anger that she had suppressed with great difficulty suddenly rose up again.
"Are you in a bad mood?" Ling Fuying asked in confusion. Ling Huaixu's state was a little strange. He never treated himself badly, let alone suppressed his anger.
Ling Huaixu was silent, just staring at her, his eyes almost staring a hole in her body.
"Are you with Yuchi Xianyue?"
Ling Fuying nodded. She also wanted to go by herself, but she couldn't get rid of him. If he wanted to go, then let him follow her. Maybe he could help her get rid of the evil spirits that might appear.
This made Huaixu's face even colder.
He had seen the intimacy between Ling Fuying and Yuchi Xianyue during this period, but he didn't take it to heart at first. However, a few days ago, when he went to Ling Fuying's courtyard late at night.
Through the open window, I could see two people sleeping on the same couch in the room.
They were husband and wife, so this was perfectly normal, yet... he felt indescribably angry.
Even when he deliberately kept them apart, they slept together secretly.
Can't we be separated for even a moment?
He caught a glimpse of the almost invisible mark on Ling Fuying's neck and couldn't help but think that it was caused by Yuchi Xianyue.
They may have already...
Be intimate where he can't see.
Ling Huaixu didn't dare to let himself think further. He walked closer to Ling Fuying and instantly enveloped her in his shadow.
Ling Fuying rarely had such close contact with him, and even if she had, it was a long time ago. When he got so close, the extremely aggressive dragon scale fragrance rushed towards her.
"If you have something to say, just say it. Why are you so close to me?" Ling Fuying stepped back. At this moment, she felt more intuitively that Ling Huaixu was an adult man. When he came so close to her, the alarm immediately sounded in her mind.
Seeing her on guard, Huai Xu's body stiffened slightly.
He slowed down his voice, leaned down slightly and looked at her, his eyes a little moist, "Xiaoman, do you regret marrying Yuchi Xianyue?"
Ling Fuying did regret it, but Ling Huaixu wished she was unhappy, so she didn't want him to succeed.
So she said, "Why should I regret it? I can do whatever I want in the Territory Lord's Mansion. Everyone respects me as the Territory Lord's wife. Yuchi Xianyue treats me well too. I'm extremely happy."
Ling Huaixu was slightly stunned.
Looking at her in front of him, he suddenly had the urge to hold her tightly in his arms.
But he retracted his emotions in a second.
As for Ling Fuying, he was just not used to it. He was not used to her leaving him, not used to her hanging around other people, and not used to her being out of his control.
Once she leaves, everything will return to normal.
Order Huai Xu to step back.
Ling Fuying glanced at him and left the main hall inexplicably.
It was such a coincidence that she met Shuyu again on the way back. She knew without thinking why he came. Shuyu must want to see Ling Huaixu.
He thought he was hiding well, hiding behind a huge green pine tree, but he was clearly visible to Ling Fuying, who was already in the Xuandan realm.
Shuyu is Ling Huaixu's nemesis, and she walked forward with great interest.
"Don't hide, I see you."
The boy hiding behind the tree still did not appear.
"What are you doing here? If there's anything you want to do, maybe I can help you."
Help him and Ling Huaixu get together and help him win the handsome man as soon as possible.
Shuyu is the younger attacker. Although his cultivation and physique are temporarily weak, he has great ambitions and is committed to suppressing Ling Huaixu.
Have ambition!
The hiding boy didn't believe it, but she hadn't lied to him the previous two times.
He has always believed that no one would be nice to others for no reason.
Reason and instinct are engaged in a fierce battle.
Ling Fuying indeed had other intentions, which was that he was after Ling Huaixu's butt.
"This is the direction to the main hall. Are you going to find Ling Huaixu?"
When Ling Fuying mentioned the three words "Ling Huai Xu", Shuyu's body tensed up even more, as if he had stepped on his minefield. His face was full of ferocity, which looked even more terrifying against his disfigured face. He didn't know whether Ling Fuying did it intentionally or unintentionally, but he immediately raised all the spikes on his body.
Ling Fuying was secretly shocked. This young wolf-dog gong cared so much about Ling Huaixu that he stared at her just when she mentioned it.
If he was strong enough, Fu Ying would know without a doubt that he would kill her.
"If you want to go, I'm afraid you won't be able to see him, but I can take you there."
She can also help Shuyu come up with ideas so that he can successfully pin Ling Huaixu under him.
Shuyu remained silent.
"If you want to wait here, just wait. Instead of staying here, you might as well go outside his bedroom. He will be back at night."
The young man didn't reply no matter what she said, so she simply didn't bother to say anything more as she had to go back to practice.
As soon as Ling Fuying returned, she began preparing for her trip to Daluo Continent. Although she had reviewed a lot of relevant information beforehand, she still had many unclear points. She focused on Dragon Ridge Peak, which had now collapsed into a snowy plain, and the surrounding city, which was surrounded by sealed ghosts.
After all, the blizzard a hundred years ago completely buried dozens of cities.
When Ling Fuying was reading the classics, Yuchi Xianyue was watching her.
"When do you plan to set off?" Yuchi Xianyue asked her.
"The day after tomorrow."
She planned to continue consolidating her cultivation in the next two days. After all, her foundation was unstable after her leap from the Chenyuan Realm to the Xuandan Realm. The Daluo Continent was cold and hid countless dangers. If she was still in the Lingtai Realm, it would be extremely difficult. Fortunately, she had made a breakthrough. Although she still could not completely withstand the wind and snow, it was relatively better.
She had to prepare some thick clothes and cloaks in case of emergency.
But there is no cold winter in the southern region, and she doesn't have these clothes, so maybe she has to go to the city to buy some.
While Ling Fuying was thinking about it, Yuchi Xianyue took out some beautiful fluffy clothes and cloaks from somewhere. When she looked closely, she saw that even her underwear and socks were ready.
She looked at him blankly.
"You can wear it when you arrive at Daluo Continent." Yuchi Xianyue said lightly.
Ling Fuying suddenly had an idea that he might have left for some reason, perhaps to buy clothes.
The dress itself would be fine, but the stitching on this small piece of clothing is crude and it looks out of place among those exquisite clothes and cloaks.
"Did you buy it?" Ling Fuying looked at him in confusion.
"It is my responsibility as a husband to tailor clothes for you, madam. Do you like it?" To be honest, the clothes are very beautiful, but she always feels something is weird about them.
Since she already regarded Yuchi Xianyue as a sister, she had no reservations. She took the small piece of clothing and asked him, "Did you buy this too?"
Yuchi Xianyue paused slightly, then nodded.
"Where did you buy it?"
So ugly.
"A random shop."
Ling Fuying didn't ask any more questions.
It would be a waste not to miss it. The materials of these clothes are of extraordinary quality, and it saves her from making another trip.
As for that little piece of clothing, forget it.
He ordered Fu Ying to put all his clothes into a mustard seed bag, and after consolidating his cultivation for two days, he would wait to go to Daluo Continent.
But she always felt that something was wrong, but she could not remember what it was.
As she lay in bed falling asleep, she suddenly realized something was wrong. That is, how did Yuchi Xianyue know her size?
Especially intimate items like undergarments.
She suddenly felt a heat in her chest.
The person holding her in his arms behind her seemed to have fallen asleep, and his shallow breathing could be heard in her ears.
Ling Fuying moved slightly, trying to get out of his arms, but the hand on her waist suddenly tightened. She heard Yuchi Xianyue's somewhat dry voice in her ears, and his lips seemed to be pressed against her earlobe, hot and wet.
"Aren't you going to sleep yet?"
"I'm a little thirsty." Ling Fuying licked her lips. Being held like this by him, she couldn't move at all, and it was inconvenient for her to even drink a sip of water.
When will she be able to kick this dog-skin plaster away? Fu Ying couldn't help but fall into beautiful fantasies.
After saying that, Yuchi Xianyue finally let her go slowly, lit the lamp in the air, stood up to pour her tea, and asked Fuying to sit on the bed, watching Yuchi Xianyue coming over with the teacup.
He sat on the edge of the bed and handed the teacup to Ling Fuying's lips. She closed her lips tightly and wanted to take it herself, but Yuchi Xianyue did not move, lowered his eyes and looked at her coldly.
Only then did Ling Fuying take his hand and drink a few sips of tea.
The rim of the jade teacup sank into her plump, rosy lips, revealing her white teeth. Her eyelashes trembled slightly when she swallowed.
Yuchi Xianyue looked at her, and when she finished drinking and left, his eyes remained on her face.
There were sparkling water stains on the girl's lips. She licked them with the tip of her tongue, then raised her eyes and looked at him casually. Her eyes were black and white, and her pupils were like obsidian.
Her eyelashes are curved, and when she is unhappy, her eyebrows will be slightly furrowed and she will stare at him.
He remembered Ling Fuying crying with scars all over her body that night, her eyes slightly red and swollen, looking at him silently.
Yuchi Xianyue suddenly felt a little thirsty.
"I'm done." Seeing that he was staring at her, Ling Fuying pushed the teacup in front of him impatiently.
Yuchi Xianyue then took the teacup back, but he did not put it back on the table. Instead, he swallowed the remaining tea in the cup from the place where Ling Fuying had just drunk.
Did he drink?
Ling Fuying frowned more and more. Forget it, as they were sisters, why should she bother with him so much? It wasn't her who drank his saliva anyway.
"Do you want to drink more?" Yuchi Xianyue asked after coming back to his senses, like a gentle and considerate husband.
She shook her head, her water-stained lips shining in the light.
The tea left by Fuying was obviously not enough.
Yuchi Xianyue couldn't help but stare at Ling Fuying's moist mouth as he spoke, and became distracted.
It seemed to be filled with water.
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On the second day, Ling Fuying practiced from morning to night. It happened that Yuchi Xianyue was not at home. Although she didn't know what he was thinking about, she was happy and at ease.
After eating and drinking, I plan to go for a walk.
As soon as I walked out of the courtyard and walked around the garden, I saw Chen Fuxue standing in the distance. When he appeared, everything was eclipsed, leaving only his clear figure.
No matter how many times she saw him, Ling Fuying would be shocked by his beauty, especially when he suddenly came into her sight while they were walking on the street, the impact was even stronger.
She quickly glanced around and saw no one else was around.
But she still chose to avoid him and turned to walk in another direction.
After all, the image of Yuchi Xianyue sniffing her scent was still vivid in her mind, and she didn't want him to sniff her all over like a dog again.
She left Shen Fuxue's place in a hurry that day, but he seemed to be fine.
Fortunately, Shen Fuxue did not come close. She was afraid that he would drag her to the grove again. Who knew what kind of crazy thing Yuchi Xianyue would do next?
She walked some distance before she noticed that the communication stone was moving.
When she took out the communication stone, she found that Chen Fuxue had sent her a message two days ago, the day when she had teased him and then forgotten about him.
But she was so focused on cleansing her meridians and marrow that she ignored it.
He asked her why she left.
It was indeed a bit bad that she just walked away when the arrow was on the string, but there was nothing she could do. There was a reason for it.
She thought for a moment and replied: Master, I had to leave that day due to something urgent. I will come to see you next time.
But she didn’t know when the next time would be, after all, she planned to go to Daluo Continent.
She gained several hundred points of luck from him at one time, and she guessed that she would not be able to squeeze out more for the time being. It would be better for her to go to Daluozhou to find Ling Zhouci. Although he did not add much luck, he did it many times, so she could collect a lot in a day. Then she could look for clues to solve the fire poison while collecting luck points, which could be said to kill two birds with one stone.
Chen Fuxue, who had no idea that Ling Fuying was about to leave, was still looking forward to her coming to find him.
The next second he replied: Xiaoman, I will wait for you.
Chen Fuxue glanced towards Ling Fuying and could still see her figure, but they were extremely far apart.
He wanted to ask her when she planned to divorce Yuchi Xianyue, but he didn't ask for a long time.
She would always get divorced, sooner or later, and he shouldn't rush her.
Holding the communication stone tightly, it was as if he was holding her body. Shen Fuxue lost consciousness, and his body gradually became hot. He suppressed the low gasps in his throat and returned to the cave while he was still conscious, so as not to lose his composure outside.
Seeing her in the middle of nowhere, everything went out of control.
He didn't want anyone other than Xiaoman to see him like this.
Even he himself didn't dare to look at himself in the mirror.
Debauched, confused... this was a person he had never imagined himself to be.
He hated himself for being so shameless, but he was hopelessly sinking into depravity, even getting deeper and deeper into it.
A simple eye contact, before he even touched her, a shameful reaction surged through his body.
Would she dislike him, hate him? Chen Fuxue lay powerlessly on the cold jade bed with such thoughts in mind.
No, she said she would come to find him.
Even if she had a husband, it would be enough for her to come and see him once in a while.
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