Chapter 53 Chapter 53 A strange emotion hit his heart...
The spiritual consciousness is the most naked part in the eyes of most cultivators, but Ling Fuying feels that it is much easier to accept than touching his body.
It would be no loss if we could strangle his consciousness in one fell swoop.
But given Yuchi Xianyue's cautious and suspicious nature, it was impossible for him to let her get close so easily.
Even if he did anything, he would not choose spiritual communication.
So there is no need to be impatient. We must gradually gain Yuchi Xianyue's trust and relax our vigilance against her.
This matter is quite difficult.
After all, she didn't think she had such great charm. The only thing she could take advantage of was Yuchi Xianyue's curiosity. He was always very interested in new things.
Especially for new things that she has never tried, just like Yuchi Xianyue's attitude towards her now, all of this is just based on novelty.
This period of time was the easiest time for her to succeed, and the later it went, the more likely it would cause trouble. Ling Fuying didn't want to miss it.
As for Chen Fuxue, she didn't want to bother with him in the short term, nor did she want to waste her energy on him.
Because at the moment she just wanted to get rid of Yuchi Xianyue, this matter almost took up most of her attention.
But she still felt a little resistant to this matter. It was too dirty. If there was a better way, she would never use it.
Today, Fu Ying and Yuchi Xianyue were having dinner at the restaurant. The shopkeeper came in person upon receiving the news and showered them with compliments.
They were all very common words, such as "a happy marriage", "a talented man and a beautiful woman", and "this was the first time in all these years that he had met such a well-matched couple like them".
Yuchi Xianyue should have been very disdainful of this, but he rewarded the shopkeeper with a lot of spirit stones.
Ling Fuying didn't say a word about this and concentrated on eating. Yuchi Xianyue paid attention to her, occasionally picking up some dishes for her, and silently noted in his heart what dishes she liked.
There was no room for anyone to get between the two of them. If Chen Fuxue had not been born tall and had an outstanding temperament, he would have been easily overlooked. However, in the eyes of Yuchi Xianyue and Ling Fuying, he was like air.
Yuchi Xianyue was in a good mood today. After dinner, he took the initiative to suggest going shopping.
It's a good opportunity to see the ice lanterns in the city.
As the two of them were parading, Chen Fuxue stood behind them all the time, only the bustling crowd would occasionally separate them. When Chen Fuxue found them, Ling Fuying and Yuchi Xianyue were either leaning against each other and talking, or standing together in front of a stall buying candied haws or ice lanterns carved out of ice and snow. The ice lanterns they bought were in the shape of jacaranda trees, dreamy and lifelike.
From a distance, the two looked like a very loving couple. The husband was considerate, gentle, handsome and wealthy, while the wife was beautiful, charming and curious about everything.
But the fact is not so. From the beginning to the end, Ling Fuying was thinking of making Yuchi Xianyue bleed profusely.
She buys everything she sees, especially the expensive and tricky ones. The ice lantern in her hand is very valuable. Apart from its ornamental value, it has no other function. However, because of her superb skills, Fu Ying bought it without blinking an eye.
Anyway, it's Yuchi Xianyue who pays.
After all, Ling Fuying would definitely not treat herself badly, and she would stick to the idea of buying, buying, and buying. She spent every penny of her money, so she might as well use Yuchi Xianyue's. It just so happened that she wanted to buy new clothes, and when she passed by some medicine shops, she was very impressed and bought a whole wall of medicine shops, being extremely generous and magnanimous.
She didn't know how much she spent on this trip, but Yuchi Xianyue didn't even blink. He was richer than she thought, and he must have many hidden treasures that she didn't know about.
So she asked Yuchi Xianyue directly, "How much is our family's treasury?"
Yuchi Xianyue raised an eyebrow at her use of the term "we" and said, "Don't worry, Madam. You can afford to buy anything you want."
"As for the number of treasuries you mentioned, Madam, I'm not really sure. They are all managed by the housekeeper, so I might not be able to count them all."
This made Fu Ying secretly shocked. This was probably even richer than Zheyuan Palace.
It would be nice to have a rich husband, and it would be even better if he died early, but unfortunately he is a homosexual who can't die.
The buffs are fully stacked.
The two stopped at a small stall selling hairpins. They were not expensive, but the styles were novel.
Seeing the two standing side by side, Yuchi Xianyue called Ling Fuying "Madam". The stall owner smiled and said, "You two are really a perfect match. I have a pair of hairpins here, which can be worn by both men and women." The stall owner was promoting his couple's hairpins.
This hairpin is made of silver and inlaid with green crystal. It is an orchid, small and exquisite. The female version focuses on petals, which is more feminine, while the male version focuses on lines, which is more elegant and dignified.
It matches well with Yuchi Xianyue who always wears green clothes.
The whole body was green, which made Fu Ying laugh.
"Madam, what are you thinking about that makes you so happy?" Yuchi Xianyue asked her.
Ling Fuying shook his head, "I want this."
The stall owner took out a mirror and asked the two to try it on. Yuchi Xianyue paid the money in advance.
At this time, Chen Fuxue found the two people, walked behind them, and did not say a word, but just silently looked at the hairpin in Ling Fuying's hand.
He thought of the birthday gift Xiaoman gave him. Chen Fuxue took out the silver sword tassel and held it in his palm.
The stall owner also saw Chen Fuxue. It was hard for him to ignore him given his stature and appearance.
He inexplicably felt that this guest was actually a good match for this married girl.
The main thing is that these three people automatically isolate themselves from the people around them, and they don’t seem like people from the same world.
But these two are husband and wife, and this one just arrived, so they must not be from the same trip.
The stall owner enthusiastically solicited customers. He looked like a cultivator, and he quickly said, "Sir, our silver hairpins are so elegant that they perfectly complement your temperament. Would you like to try them?"
Chen Fuxue shook his head and just watched Ling Fuying try it on.
After trying it on, she took out a silver hairpin with a silver color without any gemstones and handed it to Chen Fuxue beside her. She didn't say anything, but Chen Fuxue's face was full of joy.
His eyelashes trembled slightly, and he pursed his lips as he took the hairpin that Ling Fuying handed to him, "Xiaoman, is this for me?"
Ling Fuying continued to pick other hairpins.
[Qi host, luck value +100! ]
It was really useful. Ling Fuying suddenly remembered that the sword tassel he had given to Chen Fuxue had yielded a lot of benefits. Just now, he happened to see a hairpin that was very suitable for him and handed it to him.
It seems he likes receiving gifts.
That would be easy. She had bought many strange and useless little things along the way, and perhaps she could give them to Chen Fuxue later.
When she handed it to Chen Fuxue, Yuchi Xianyue glanced at him indifferently and did not express anything.
The stall owner looked at the two of them, then looked at Chen Fuxue who seemed not to be fighting or competing, and suddenly felt something strange in his heart.
They seem to be in this together.
It seems this immortal has special feelings for this girl. Is he and her husband a rival in love? Why are they so harmonious?
It doesn't seem like they are brother and sister, but it's not his business. He only cares about selling hairpins.
Ling Fuying had already gotten used to such looks, and she only wanted to give this hairpin to Chen Fuxue. Yuchi Xianyue naturally wouldn't spend money to buy one for Chen Fuxue. She bought the other hairpins picked by Ling Fuying and left with her.
It was Shen Fuxue who paid for it himself, and only after paying did he follow the two of them.
Ling Fuying's luck value increased by 100 without spending a penny, which is not bad.
After hanging out with Yuchi Xianyue for a long time, he didn't give her a penny, although she didn't expect to gain much luck from him.
After the tour, they returned to the flying boat. Yuchi Xianyue went back to the house with her, but he suddenly stopped.
Chen Fuxue sent him a message that only Yuchi Xianyue could hear, "Madam, please rest first. I will be here soon."
After saying this, Yuchi Xianyue turned and walked out.
Ling Fuying wished he didn't come.
After closing the door, Yuchi Xianyue and Shen Fuxue walked onto the deck, "What does the Immortal Lord want to talk to me about?"
“That’s not fair.”
Yuchi Xianyue raised an eyebrow, "How is it unfair?"
Shen Fuxue came back to his senses?
"You always go into Xiaoman's room."
Yuchi Xianyue smiled, thinking he had learned his lesson. "Of course, the Immortal Lord can enter, too. After all, I'm a man of my word. I promise fair competition."
"But I'm not sure whether Xiaoman wants to see you."
His last words pierced Shen Fuxue's heart.
He didn't dare to go in because he didn't know whether Xiaoman would hate him or reject him.
But today Xiaoman cares about him.
Chen Fuxue clenched the silver hairpin in his hand, so Xiaoman would definitely meet him.
"I'm going in tonight." Shen Fuxue said directly.
"Just go, Immortal Lord." Yuchi Xianyue was very good-tempered.
"You can't go in."
Yuchi Xianyue paused, but did not object, "Then you may go in, Immortal Lord."
He also had no interest in sleeping with Ling Fuying with Shen Fuxue.
"But it's my turn tomorrow." Yuchi Xianyue walked towards another bedroom. He was the one who accompanied Ling Fuying a few days ago, so it would be okay for Chen Fuxue to take over today.
It would be best if he bumped into Ling Fuying when she was most dissatisfied with Shen Fuxue, and it would be best if their relationship was completely broken.
Chen Fuxue never moved.
"Why don't you go, Immortal Lord?" Yuchi Xianyue looked at him.
Chen Fuxue then gently pushed open the door. As soon as he entered, he smelled the fragrance on Ling Fuying's body. He felt a little relieved. Xiaoman specially gave him a hairpin today, so she must have forgiven him.
He quietly walked to the bedside. She was sleeping on her side facing the wall. Her breathing was steady and she seemed to be asleep.
Shen Fuxue lay down next to her carefully. Seeing that she was still asleep, he moved a little bit more, pressing his chest against her back.
Ling Fuying liked to curl up on her side to sleep, and Chen Fuxue leaned on her back, stretching out his long arms as if to hold her in his arms.
She was sleeping very soundly, and Shen Fuxue became more and more presumptuous. He put his arm around her waist and gently held her in his arms.
Chen Fuxue didn't dare to disturb her. He suddenly felt that it was good for her to sleep like this without saying anything cold to him.
He used to not dare to sleep next to Ling Fuying, but now the more he loves her, the more reckless he becomes.
Ling Fuying was dreaming. She was drunk and was taken away by Yuchi Xianyue and Chen Fuxue. The foul spirit brought to her by the nightmare had not been completely cleared away.
She entered the dream with Xuan Min again. Xuan Min was sitting on the cushion in the Zen room, his eyes closed, his expression solemn, his skirt spread out as if he was sitting on a lotus platform, while Ling Fuying, wearing a thin shirt, sat in his arms with her arms around his neck.
Ling Fuying:?
There is no bottom line anymore.
She raised her waist and wanted to leave, but was held by Xuan Min's rough big hand, and she sat back down.
And Xuan Min also opened his compassionate eyes.
Her face was reflected clearly in his eyes as deep as the sea, causing Fu Ying's mind to go blank for a moment.
The two looked at each other, Xuan Min looked deep into her eyes, "Donor, where have you been?"
Ling Fuying:?
What does Xuan Min mean by this?
"You, can you hear me?"
Xuan Min's eyes showed confusion, and then he nodded.
She could actually communicate with him through dreams? But maybe she was just dreaming.
Ling Fuying decided to give it a try.
"Are you still at Yang's house?"
After hesitating for a moment, he nodded.
There seemed to be a time delay in their communication, but it was enough.
But suddenly she realized a very serious problem.
So this wasn't a dream? How could she communicate with Xuan Min? This didn't make sense unless they were dreaming together.
But once that happened, the erotic dreams she and Xuan Min had had before made Fu Ying blush from head to toe in an instant. The heat that suddenly surged from the bottom of her heart almost washed away her rationality, making her unable to think.
Then, then, then...she and the monk.
Not daring to stay on him any longer, she supported herself on his chest and was about to get up in a hurry, but was pushed back by Xuan Min again.
Her body almost collapsed, and she could only lean on his chest where the Buddhist beads were hung.
This must also be a dream, after all, this dream has always been very real.
This comforted Fu Ying a little.
Xuan Min put his arm around her waist and continued to ask in a low voice, "Where have you been?"
Ling Fuying said blankly: "I'm going back to the Three Thousand Realms."
Three Thousand Realms, Xuan Min's eyes flickered obviously.
"Have you and the Territory Lord returned?"
Let Fu Ying agree.
Xuan Min had guessed it long ago, but he still thought about it day and night, wanting to get the answer from Ling Fuying.
…
The dream was about to end, and Fu Ying found that Xuan Min's figure in front of her was looming and was about to disappear from her sight.
At the same time, Xuan Min, who was thousands of miles away, woke up from his dream and slowly opened his eyes.
His dreams became increasingly uncontrollable. He knew that the remaining evil spirits within his consciousness were confusing and nightmare-inducing, capturing his inner desires and amplifying and manipulating them countless times, but he still did not get rid of them.
Xuan Min wanted to dream about her every day.
Now he is convinced that Ling Fuying is his love tribulation.
In fact, even without that dream, he could guess where she went.
After all, she was Yuchi Xianyue's wife, so she could only return to the Three Thousand Realms. But why did she leave quietly without even telling them?
He went to Daluozhou for the tribulation of love, and Ling Fuying was his tribulation of love, so naturally he had to go with her.
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When she was half asleep and half awake, Ling Fuying felt a chill on her back. She subconsciously wanted to move away, but was hugged back again.
She opened her eyes drowsily and found herself in his arms.
All her sleepiness disappeared in an instant. She thought it was Yuchi Xianyue, but the faint coldness made her realize that it was Chen Fuxue. Only his body was cold.
It was extremely comfortable to be close to him and hug him in the summer, but that was not the case in the cold Daluo Continent. Fu Ying felt very cold when she fell asleep in his arms.
Before, when I was close to him, my body was hot and I didn’t feel anything, but now the situation is obviously different.
She used to be reluctant to let Shen Fuxue sleep with her, because in her opinion this behavior was more complicated than a simple physical relationship, and she didn't want to complicate the relationship between herself and Shen Fuxue.
Ling Fuying frowned and pushed him away, "When did you come?"
Seeing that her attitude towards him was not much different from usual, Shen Fuxue's uneasy heart gradually calmed down.
He released his arms from holding Ling Fuying, "Xiaoman, I'm sorry."
Ling Fuying said nothing.
She inadvertently saw the tears flashing in Chen Fuxue's eyes in the dark night.
Why didn’t you think of her when you did it? Is it useful to repent now?
"Go away." Ling Fuying didn't want to say more to him.
Chen Fuxue didn't dare to stay long, as he had already made Xiaoman angry.
He did not ask for a kiss before leaving and quietly left the room.
Ling Fuying's dream was not long, only about the time of an incense stick, and Chen Fuxue only stayed there for that long.
Yuchi Xianyue was still sitting on the deck, but he seemed to be indifferent. In fact, he was secretly paying attention to the situation in front of Ling Fuying's room.
Soon, he noticed that Shen Fuxue went out and curled his lips. Although it took longer than he thought, the result was not much different.
On the second day, Yuchi Xianyue put on the silver hairpin that she had worn with Ling Fuying yesterday. Ling Fuying happened to be wearing it today as well, and they both happened to be wearing green clothes.
Shen Fuxue saw that the two were silent. He was a man of few words to begin with, and now he said even less.
The only sounds at the table were the intermittent chatter of Ling Fuying and Yuchi Xianyue.
They talked about what they wanted to eat or use, or some strange stories, such as the Niehai Ruins on the edge of the Wuwang Sea or some rare big monsters.
But Chen Fuxue found that he could not get between the two of them. He knew too little and was not as knowledgeable as Yuchi Xianyue. He even knew little about Daluozhou, where he was born.
Because he was not interested in these things by nature, but for the first time he had the idea of learning more, and he also wanted to chat with Xiaoman.
In the past, Yuchi Xianyue didn't have the time to chat about these things with others, and no one dared to talk to him about these things. Only Ling Fuying talked about these things, and her eyes were shining as she looked at him seriously. The expression on her face when she talked about these things made Yuchi Xianyue curl his lips unconsciously.
Ling Fuying took the cup of tea he poured and asked, "Do you have flower tea?"
The tea that Yuchi Xianyue drank was naturally the top-notch spiritual tea, but Ling Fuying was not very interested in it.
"We have flower tea, but it will take some time."
"What kind of flowers does Madam like?"
"Jasmine."
Yuchi Xianyue wrote it down.
Recording other people's hobbies in this way was an experience Yuchi Xianyue had never had before.
"Do you have a favorite tea?" Ling Fuying asked him.
It was like an ordinary conversation between a couple.
Yuchi Xianyue shook his head, "There's not much difference between these teas."
Drinking tea was just a habit for him, or maybe it was because he saw his father enjoying drinking tea when he was a child, and since he always liked to imitate his father, he learned it.
As the Lord of the Three Thousand Realms, he naturally needed to entertain guests. If he didn't want to be feigned ingratiating, brewing tea was the most effective and simple way to do it, suitable for any occasion. It not only demonstrated his etiquette, but the warm air could sometimes mask some of his emotions, and he didn't like others prying into his emotions.
Slight differences in water temperature will result in different tea aromas, which require precise control. He likes this ultimate and perfect feeling.
The process of the tea going from boiling hot to gradually cooling down is just like his attitude towards everything: enthusiastic when fresh, and discarded like a worn-out shoe after cooling down.
Moreover, the tea leaves can be replaced at any time to give completely different flavors. He always changes the tea every once in a while and brews and tastes the tea in different ways.
So when Ling Fuying asked him what his favorite tea was, he couldn't give an answer.
In his world, there is no such thing as the word "favorite".
That night, it was Yuchi Xianyue's turn to sleep with the emperor.
When he entered the room, Chen Fuxue was outside the door, but he had completely lost the composure he had shown before, Yuchi Xianyue.
Yuchi Xianyue closed the door in front of him, blocking his view.
Ling Fuying was preparing to rest after practicing. While taking a bath, he heard footsteps.
The hot air mixed with Ling Fuying's body fragrance and the scent of soapberries, and spread along with the hot air. Yuchi Xianyue walked around the screen and came to her side.
Fu Ying's soft black hair fell on her snow-white back, and the exposed shoulder blade looked like a butterfly flapping its wings. Yuchi Xianyue noticed the plump curve faintly visible under the water.
Yuchi Xianyue once again realized the differences between men and women, and the differences between him and Ling Fuying.
"Why don't I bathe the lady?" Yuchi Xianyue said, looking at Ling Fuying's body.
As he spoke, he walked behind Ling Fuying, gently gathered her long hair in his palm, and washed her hair.
For the first time ever, Ling Fuying did not kick him out.
"Press here." Ling Fuying gestured with his hand.
Yuchi Xianyue massaged her scalp neither too lightly nor too hard, and could even feel the heat from the roots of her hair.
Such an action was so intimate that Fuying leaned against the wall of the bathtub, closed her eyes and sighed. She felt extremely comfortable being served by Yuchi Xianyue, and her lips, which were bright and tempting due to the steaming heat, opened slightly.
His hand suddenly rested on Ling Fuying's shoulder, and the moment it rested on her, her body shrank slightly.
Yuchi Xianyue felt the subtle reactions of the people under his command, but he himself was unaware of the joy rising in his heart.
After bathing, Ling Fuying pretended to be shy and said, "You go out first."
This was the first time Yuchi Xianyue saw such an expression on Ling Fuying's face.
It was strange, but it kept pounding on his heart.
He recalled the moment when Ling Fuying looked at him innocently and sweetly in the illusion at Dragon Ridge Peak, but without hesitation stabbed his heart with a sharp sword.
Her shy face, her innocent face, and even the pain of his heart being pierced suddenly rose up, and a light gasp escaped from his mouth.
The two looked at each other in silence.
Yuchi Xianyue was the first to look away.
"Madam, if you need me, just call me anytime." Yuchi Xianyue turned around and returned to the bed.
She hadn't known when she'd changed the quilt, which was a bright pale yellow. The bed was a bit messy, the quilt tangled in a ball, and one could even see strands of Ling Fuying's hair that had fallen on the bed.
He reached out and picked it up.
Then he took off his outer robe and lay down. The quilt was filled with the sweet scent of Ling Fuying. He raised his hand and moved the fingers that were washing Ling Fuying's hair under his nose. The unique fragrance of her long hair lingered on his fingertips.
Ling Fuying quickly changed into her sleeping dress and walked to Yuchi Xianyue.
"You're not going back?"
"Well, I'll accompany my wife to bed today." Yuchi Xianyue had taken off her hairpin, her long hair hanging down, and a smile on her beautiful face.
The inner garment worn by Yuchi Xianyue, who was serving the emperor in bed, was plain white with slightly loose collars, which was quite different from his usual green clothes.
There is an extremely cold feeling of being in mourning, like the watery moonlight and the crystal clear lake water.
Under his gaze, Ling Fuying stepped over him and lay down on the inside. She liked and was used to sleeping inside. A more fragrant aroma came towards Yuchi Xianyue.
He pulled the quilt over himself and Ling Fuying and tentatively placed his hand on her waist.
The moment he embraced her, he smelled a very faint cold fragrance of cedar.
The smile in Yuchi Xianyue's eyes faded like a tide.
The position where he lay.
I just happened to lie down on the snow last night.
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