Chapter 48 Chapter 48 Unspeakably Weird
Chen Fuxue kissed her chin delicately, causing Fuying to tilt her head back, her eyelashes trembling slightly as she felt him kissing all the way to her neck.
Ling Fuying unconsciously hugged his back tightly, trying to concentrate on guarding against Yuchi Xianyue who might appear at any time.
But he had barely concentrated for a moment before his consciousness was shattered by Chen Fuxue's kiss.
"What if, what if he sees it?" Ling Fuying asked with intermittent breathing.
"Don't be afraid, I have set up restrictions in the room." Chen Fuxue opened her lips and kissed Ling Fuying's earlobe.
He has never followed secular etiquette or rules, so he felt no shame in having an affair with Ling Fuying when he got the chance.
Chen Fuxue describes shamelessness in such a refreshing and refined way.
Ling Fuying was still worried. If Yuchi Xianyue found out, given his personality, he would definitely be furious.
Her body was extremely sensitive to Chen Fuxue's touch, and her nerves were highly tense, so she was in dire straits.
Instinct made her approach Chen Fuxue, but reason stopped her, which made Fu Ying even more convinced that she was such a man-loving person.
The only problem was that Chen Fuxue was too beautiful. Her figure, personality and appearance all touched her heart.
She has no resistance to the cold and abstinent type.
Yuchi Xianyue and Shen Fuxue are completely opposite types. At first, she fell in love with Yuchi Xianyue at first sight, but she did not have the most primitive physical impulse.
Xuan Min is a model of abstinence.
Being a monk is a very ascetic profession.
But she still had a shred of morality, and the monk could only look but not touch her.
As for Ling Zhouci, forget it. She doesn't have the habit of sleeping with sick men.
Chen Fuxue patiently kissed Ling Fuying all over her body, finally rubbing against her delicate lips and gently licking the crack between them. The collision of cold and warmth made both of their bodies tremble uncontrollably.
Fu Ying felt a little cold and remembered that the window was not closed.
The cold wind blew into the misty room, sweeping across Ling Fuying's exposed skin, like an icy gaze passing over her and Shen Fuxue. This feeling made her extremely nervous.
"Close the window." Ling Fuying reminded Shen Fuxue in her ear.
The window was suddenly closed, isolating the moisture in the room, causing Fu Ying to sweat, and the clothes he changed into after bathing were soaked with sweat.
Before she completely lost her mind, she hugged Shen Fuxue's neck tightly and said, "Not in the bed."
This is her last remaining bottom line.
She was worried about leaving marks on the bed.
Chen Fuxue hummed
Holding Ling Fuying in one hand, he waved away the tea set on the table with the other and carried her to sit on the table. Ling Fuying sat on the cold, hard surface of the table, looking into Chen Fuxue's moist eyes and asked anxiously again, "Will he really not find out?"
"He won't find out."
This made Fu Ying feel relieved temporarily.
The scary thing is that Yuchi Xianyue may come back at any time, and they can only have a brief taste of it.
There was no worry on Shen Fuxue's face, and she remained calm and composed.
Fu Ying admired his mental strength and thought he was born to be a mistress.
"Be gentle, don't leave marks on your body."
She used the last bit of her rationality to admonish Shen Fuxue, and he agreed casually, which made Fu Ying sound very perfunctory.
Suddenly she felt a cold hand reaching into her waist, and the hem of her skirt was pushed up by a big bony hand. She quickly reached out to stop it and held the man's restless hand.
Chen Fuxue looked at her confusedly, her beauty was so attractive that no one could refuse her.
But Ling Fuying's heart is harder than stone, and she doesn't know how to be gentle and considerate to women.
She quickly reached out and pulled the hem of her skirt out of Chen Fuxue's hands, "You are not allowed to take off your clothes."
In order to avoid being discovered by Yuchi Xianyue, Ling Fuying was extremely cautious. If she was still discovered, she would have no choice but to accept it.
Chen Fuxue could only rub her waist through her dress with his fingers, and soon the dress was wrinkled. His hands were big and cold, and his strength was very great, causing Fu Ying to bend over with his movements, and her waist was numb, making it almost impossible for her to remain calm.
But even at this time, Ling Fuying was also paying attention to whether the luck value would increase.
Last time on Shen Fuxue's birthday, the gifts she gave caused her luck value to drop. At that time, she was with him and was so overwhelmed by the decrease in her luck value that she forgot to verify it with the system.
Looking back now, it was clear that she had wronged Chen Fuxue. After all, he was Yuchi Xianyue in disguise at that time.
This is outrageous.
Noticing that Ling Fuying was distracted, Shen Fuxue gently bit her earlobe to bring her back to her senses.
Ling Fuying was unwilling to miss this opportunity, so he pushed him away and took out a silver-gray sword tassel.
Chen Fuxue was an excellent swordsman. She had picked out this sword tassel from a pile of colorful sword tassels she had collected because the color suited him better and was not so abrupt.
At this time, Ling Fuying did not forget to find an opportunity to get the warm jade back from Yuchi Xianyue.
When Chen Fuxue saw the sword tassel that Ling Fuying handed to him, he paused and looked at her straight.
Ling Fuying's face flushed at his gaze. "This is a birthday gift for you. It's a little late, but I should have given it to you a few days ago. But something unexpected happened and I couldn't deliver it."
Chen Fuxue kept looking at the sword tassel in her hand, lost in confusion.
He never cared about these things, and had no interest in the so-called dressing of humans. If possible, he would even be naked in a place where no one was around. In his opinion, nothing that was not necessary to sustain life was necessary.
His clothes were all prepared and delivered to his cave by the servants in Zheyuan Palace. Even if he needed to change his clothes, he never spent time choosing them. His clothes were all boring and simple silver-white.
But now that he has Xiaoman, he has started to pay some attention to his clothes, but it seems no different from usual.
She didn't even pay him any attention.
Seeing that he didn't move, Ling Fuying felt uneasy. Last time it was Yuchi Xianyue who pretended to be her, so it was normal that he didn't like her. If Chen Fuxue really didn't like her, then she would lose more than she gained.
But suddenly, she heard the system broadcasting frantically.
【Luck value +50! 】
【Luck value +60! 】
【Luck value +70! 】
【Luck value +80! 】
【Luck value +90! 】
【Luck value +100! 】
【Luck value +200! 】
【Luck value +500! 】
Ling Fuying:?!
She almost couldn't control her emotions. When she heard the huge jump in the number, she was completely stunned.
500! This refreshed the highest luck value she had ever obtained.
[System, did you report an error? ]
The system excitedly said: [The system will not make mistakes, host, don't worry! ]
How much was the total in total? She suddenly became rich out of nowhere and was overwhelmed by the thousands of luck points.
This time she learned her lesson and asked cautiously: [Where did Chen Fuxue get sick?]
Only he could be so generous.
She almost forgot that Xuan Min was also quite generous. After all, she didn't have any close contact with him, so getting that amount of luck points from him was not a small amount.
After taking the sword tassel, Chen Fuxue hugged Ling Fuying tightly. Her long, trembling eyelashes lightly brushed Ling Fuying's neck, making her so itchy that she wanted to hide away.
Chen Fuxue's arms were thin but not weak, and extremely powerful. Their arms were as white as jade, with distinct textures. The meridians attached to them were extremely beautiful, as if they were carved out of crystal clear ice and snow, and every part was extremely delicate.
He is like a crystal clear fish that has lived in a dark and cold cave for tens of millions of years. He is far away from filth, extremely pure, mysterious and charming, suitable to be locked in a glass tank for people to watch and admire. However, his personality is like a clingy cat. His appearance and personality are completely opposite, but it is precisely because of this that people want to play with him.
Fu Ying was very happy that he gave her such a big surprise, and she quickly hugged him and kissed him on the face several times.
Yuchi Xianyue's luck points were deducted, but Chen Fuxue's luck points were increased by more than a thousand at once. The gap between people is really...
Thinking of his disappointment, Chen Fuxue became even more considerate, and asked Fu Ying to kiss him twice on the lips.
She didn't even want to mention Yuchi Xianyue, as she could get huge rewards for her efforts on Shen Fuxue.
It would be great if Chen Fuxue could kill Yuchi Xianyue.
It makes Fu Ying sad.
Chen Fuxue didn't know why Ling Fuying was so happy, but he was excited about her kissing him. He used the tip of his tongue to push open Ling Fuying's lips and teeth, deepening the kiss.
Because of the excitement and the body's reaction, Fu Ying's eyes became moist, which made Chen Fuxue's Adam's apple roll violently.
He rubbed Ling Fuying's cheek, "Xiaoman, I want it."
Hearing his sweet voice filled with desire made Fu Ying's scalp tingle. In this situation, if they really did something and Yuchi Xianyue came back...
The flame in Fu Ying's heart that was about to make a move was instantly extinguished.
"No." Ling Fuying refused.
Hearing her decisiveness, Chen Fuxue did not mention it again, but just rubbed Ling Fuying again and again, allowing her to sense his desire.
There was a strong wind outside the door, and something was hitting the door frame, as if Yuchi Xianyue was standing at the door.
At this time, Ling Fuying had completely lost all thoughts.
It is not wise to risk being discovered for the sake of momentary pleasure.
She now hopes to use this agreement to maintain superficial calm and buy time to escape.
Although she often joked that it would be better to obey Yuchi Xianyue, she actually did not give up looking for an opportunity to leave.
Even when facing Shen Fuxue and Yuchi Xianyue, her actions seemed ridiculous and she had no chance of winning.
People always have to have dreams, regardless of whether these dreams can be realized. Moreover, she also has the system plug-in.
After Chen Fuxue left, she asked Fu Ying to look around the room, remove all traces of Chen Fuxue's presence, and then take a bath and change clothes again. She also specially checked the table to make sure everything was in order.
If she left, she thought about replacing all the tables, chairs and beds here with a brand new set, after all, it was too embarrassing.
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Early in the morning, Ling Fuying was sleeping when Yuchi Xianyue appeared in the room. He walked silently to the sleeping Ling Fuying and looked at her face carefully, especially her lips and the skin under her clothes. There were no other traces.
I went to look at her bed again, searching carefully for any traces of other people, but fortunately there was nothing suspicious.
Yuchi Xianyue looked at Ling Fuying for a while, then lowered his head and put his nose close to Ling Fuying to smell her scent.
It was her original fragrance, without any other dirty smell mixed in.
Yuchi Xianyue looked carefully inside the house, but found nothing.
Only then did he give up.
He turned and sat beside Ling Fuying's bed, staring at her sleeping face carefully.
She was restless when she slept, often tossing and turning, and liked to hold the quilt between her legs when she slept. Even in such cold weather, half of her smooth and delicate calves would be exposed.
Her red lips were slightly parted, and her thick, curled eyelashes drooped, giving her face a gentle and tranquil look.
This scene seems like a husband who comes home late and comes to accompany his wife to sleep.
He looked for a while, took off his outer robe, and lay down beside Ling Fuying.
When Ling Fuying woke up, the first thing she saw was Yuchi Xianyue's beautiful but terrifying face.
When did Yuchi Xianyue come back?
Is there anything more terrifying than waking up and seeing Yuchi Xianyue?
"Madam, have you been obedient while I'm away?" Yuchi Xianyue touched Ling Fuying's cheek with his fingertips, but she cleverly avoided it, and his hand was empty.
He withdrew his hand with a normal expression.
Listen to your father.
Ling Fuying resisted the urge to scold him.
"When did you come back?" She stood up, stepped over Yuchi Xianyue, and went to put on her clothes.
The hem of her skirt brushed past Yuchi Xianyue's hand, bringing with it a gust of fragrant breeze.
He looked at Ling Fuying's slender waist, wondering why it was so thin.
Yuchi Xianyue's fingertips moved slightly.
He also got up from the bed and put on his outer robe. His every move was that of a noble young man from aristocratic family.
After changing, she simply sat at the table and watched Ling Fuying change her clothes. Noticing his gaze, Ling Fuying went around behind the screen, but the screen was vague and could not completely cover her figure.
She took off her sleeping dress and changed into new clothes. Every movement she made was clearly seen by Yuchi Xianyue.
Why is a girl's graceful figure so fascinating? He didn't think so before, but now he always has such inexplicable thoughts.
After Ling Fuying changed her clothes and came out to wash, Yuchi Xianyue walked over to her and said, "I bought some rouge, powder, and pearl hairpins. Madam, take a look. Do you like them?"
Ling Fuying took a casual glance but was blinded by the light.
Yuchi Xianyue was very happy with her reaction. As for why he bought these, it was just because he happened to see them.
Women all seem to like these things, and it wouldn't be a problem if they could please Fu Ying.
The huge jewels on the hairpin really made her heart beat faster, so she took it directly because she didn't want to miss it.
You can make a lot of money by selling it!
Seeing that she accepted it, Yuchi Xianyue looked at the girl in the mirror and said softly, "How about I tie your hair for you?"
He had never done this before, so it wouldn't hurt to give it a try.
As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Ying quickly tied up her long hair.
Yuchi Xianyue had no choice but to give up.
"Aren't you leaving yet?" Ling Fuying couldn't help but ask.
Yuchi held the moon in his mouth but did not move.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, causing Fuying to look towards the door.
Who would it be at this time?
"Xiaoman."
It was Chen Fuxue. For some reason, she felt guilty. Had he changed recently? He didn't even come over and knocked on the door.
Yuchi Xianyue noticed her nervousness and stared into her eyes in the mirror. "Madam, why are you so nervous?"
They are a legitimate couple, but they act like they are having an affair in front of Shen Fuxue.
"I'm not nervous at all."
She really had no experience in dealing with two men at the same time and was still very unfamiliar with it.
"Xiaoman."
The man outside the door shouted again.
Shen Fuxue definitely knew that Yuchi Xianyue was in her room. She didn't know why he dared to be so reckless and come to her specifically when Yuchi Xianyue was there.
"Master, you must have something important to tell Madam. Why don't you open the door?" Yuchi Xianyue asked considerately, as if he had forgotten that he had ordered Fu Ying and Shen Fuxue to have an affair.
Ling Fuying had no idea what he was trying to say. Was he really indifferent, or was he secretly thinking about something? She stood up and opened the door. Shen Fuxue saw Yuchi Xianyue sitting in the room, with the demeanor of a host.
Chen Fuxue kept staring at him, but soon he looked away and followed Ling Fuying.
Yuchi Xianyue's gaze also fell on Shen Fuxue. They observed each other, trying to find any clues that she had been intimate with Ling Fuying.
When Chen Fuxue approached Ling Fuying, he quietly smelled the scent on her body, and there was only a very faint scent that did not belong to her.
I feel a little relieved.
He used his wide sleeves to secretly hook Ling Fuying's fingers.
Fu Ying's heart was shocked. Chen Fuxue was too bold. His fingers touching her were obviously cold, but her fingertips were burning hot.
He always makes moves like this.
She pinched Chen Fuxue, and he finally stopped.
Yuchi Xianyue stared at the cuffs of the two men. Their hands did not touch, as if it was just his illusion.
The room was not very big to begin with, and the two tall people together made it seem extremely cramped, so Fu Ying naturally didn't want to stay in the same room with them.
"You guys stay here, I'm going out." Ling Fuying said unhappily.
When she went out to get some fresh air, she happened to run into Xuan Min and Qu Niang. After hesitating for a moment, she walked over to them.
Yuchi Xianyue and Shen Fuxue also came forward.
Xuan Min was standing near the Fuling formation holding a compass.
Seeing her coming, Qu Niang lowered her voice to avoid disturbing Xuan Min and took the initiative to relay what Xuan Min had said to her, "Master Xuan Min discovered that the ghost in the house invaded Yun Shu's bedroom again last night, alarming the Golden Lotus Seal that the master had set in her soul. Now we have a clue about the ghost."
The ghost energy captured by the Fuling formation before was too thin to activate the compass of heaven and earth, but last night it caused trouble again and instantly collided with Xuan Min's pure Buddhist energy, seriously injuring the ghost body, and the scattered ghost energy was also locked in the golden lotus mark.
The darkness of night makes it easier for ghosts to hide and escape. To be cautious, Xuan Min plans to use the compass during the day to find the location of the haunted ghost and capture it in one fell swoop.
At this point he was searching for its exact location.
The compass pointed due west, so Fu Ying followed Xuan Min through the corridor, through a moon-shaped door, and past the deserted pond covered with snow, and arrived at the ancestral hall of the Yang family.
Xuan Min pushed open the door of the ancestral hall.
The last time they came here, they didn't find any trace of the ghost, perhaps because it was hidden too deep.
Qu Niang was worried about affecting them, so she did not go. Only Xuan Min, Fu Ying and Yuchi Xianyue went.
Xuan Min walked around the temple with a compass in his hand, not missing any corner. When he got close to the statue in the temple, the compass needle spun wildly.
The three of them fixed their eyes on the solemn statue.
Xuan Min muttered something, and the sacred golden Sanskrit around him instantly rotated and rose into the air, surrounding the statue. The Sanskrit text was like a golden bell, tightly covering it, and each character trembled and emitted a dazzling light.
Immediately afterwards, the Buddha statue cracked without warning, splitting into two halves in the middle, and fell to the ground with a loud bang, with its arms and head broken. The scene was quite strange.
The Sanskrit characters suddenly changed shape wildly, as if an invisible object was trapped and was struggling and crashing violently to try to escape.
The moment it appeared, Xuan Min knew that it was indeed a nightmare.
This was also the first time he encountered such a ghost.
Suddenly Xuan Min realized that the candlelight that Qu Niang had mentioned going out, the bloodstains on the ground that Ling Fuying had mentioned, and even the fact that they could find traces of it everywhere in the house but could not determine its location, were probably all caused by it, confusing their minds with the truth and falsehood and making them unable to see clearly.
There was a buzzing sound in Fu Ying's ears, his heart beat faster and his breathing felt like it was being held by a hand.
It was as if invisible sound waves in the air were attacking their nerves.
The air in front of her eyes was fluctuating, and the scenery in front of her was shaking. Her nerves seemed to be tightly entangled by something, but in an instant she regained her clarity.
Xuan Min took out the Soul-Purifying Bottle and locked the invisible Nightmare inside.
The ghost has been captured, but the house still seems to be shrouded in a layer of wet mist. Ling Fuying's intuition tells him that everything will not be that simple.
She looked around warily.
Xuan Min looked at the girl beside him and subconsciously wanted to talk to her, but when he saw Yuchi Xianyue and Shen Fuxue beside her, he realized her identity.
Suddenly meeting Xuan Min's gaze, he was the first to look away.
After hesitating for a while, Ling Fuying asked, "Master, is the matter over now?"
"We need to continue observing for a few more days."
Ling Fuying nodded, there was nothing to worry about as long as Xuan Min was still there.
The ghost has been captured, and Fu Ying was ordered to return to the house. It is unknown when Ling Zhouci plans to set off for Wulan City.
After this day, Miss Yang's condition will be much better. The golden lotus mark on her forehead will become lighter and will disappear in three days at most, completely repairing her soul.
This made Fu Ying start to think about his future.
Such an agreement was made only to temporarily delay Yuchi Xianyue, but it would cause problems in the long run.
After all, she would never really fall in love with him.
This agreement is still relatively new to Yuchi Xianyue, but it doesn't mean that he will accept the result. He may even realize her purpose halfway through and get bored in a few days. This is very likely to be the case for him who is easily bored with the old and easily tired of the new. Once he gets tired of such rules, he will probably break the contract directly because of his arrogant heart, and their relationship will fall into a vicious cycle again.
Again, unless he can completely let go of his obsession with her, including Chen Fuxue, she can gain complete freedom.
But she had no idea at the moment.
Ling Fuying tossed and turned, and her head gradually became dizzy, as if she had fallen into a wet fog.
She frowned and fell asleep with her thoughts.
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The space changes, the pictures overlap, the red silk wedding quilt and the wedding candles are burning.
She seemed to have returned to the time of her wedding with Yuchi Xianyue.
Ling Fuying suddenly stood up and called the system but there was no response.
Could she have put it back on?
But upon closer inspection, this was not the Xuanji Palace, nor even any of the bedrooms in the Domain Lord's Mansion that she was familiar with.
It looked more like the Zen room she had once stayed in at a temple.
She was shocked by her own guess.
Ling Fuying walked to the mirror and looked at herself in her wedding dress. The feeling of unease became stronger and stronger. She frowned and alarm bells rang wildly in her mind.
She heard muffled voices and the sound of firecrackers.
The sounds gradually became clearer, and Fu Ying heard a man whisper strangely, "This is truly a very strange thing."
A monk actually got married. It would be fine if a monk got married, but he made it known to everyone and even held the wedding in this temple. Isn't that ridiculous?
"It's strange that Abbot Huihai and the others didn't object."
"How strange!"
It's so strange that it doesn't seem like it really happened, it feels more like a dream.
The door was suddenly pushed open. Fu Ying looked up with a nervous heart, only to see Xuan Min in wedding clothes.
Such a bright red dress does not make him look coquettish when worn by a tall and strong man. Instead, it makes him look like he is wearing a monk's robe, and he exudes a sacred and abstinent aura.
The monk looked at her with compassionate eyes, as if he was looking at his Buddha, his eyes were full of affection.
Fu Ying's heart skipped a beat.
As he walked towards her, Ling Fuying subconsciously took a step back.
Xuan Min's eyes were gentle and calm, which gradually calmed Fu Ying down.
This was definitely a dream, but it was all too real.
And why did she dream about Xuan Min, in a completely unfamiliar temple?
Xuan Min walked towards her and gently took her hand, which made Fu Ying pull her hand back as if it was burned, but he held it tightly.
Ling Fuying could even feel the warmth from Xuan Min's body, and the touch of him holding her.
If this place wasn't so detached from reality, she would even think it was really happening.
The gentle monk suddenly led her to the couch, put his arm around her waist and gently laid her down.
Fu Ying could feel the softness on his back and the heat in front of him.
"Xuan Min!" Ling Fuying called him.
But there seemed to be an invisible barrier between them, and she couldn't wake him up at all.
The development of the matter and Xuan Min's silence were both strange.
"What's wrong with you?" Ling Fuying continued to call him.
Xuan Min lowered his eyes slightly, and looked at the girl on the couch with compassionate and affectionate eyes.
He lowered his head and slowly approached her. The strong smell of incense and candles rushed towards her, making her dizzy.
Strange!
So weird!
What does he want to do?
Being pressed on the couch, Ling Fuying was terrified.
I wanted to stop him, but found that I couldn't move. I could only watch his kiss fall.
She closed her eyes tightly.
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