Chapter 59 Chapter 59 Soul Intertwined
Today is Ling Fuying's birthday.
If Yuchi Xianyue hadn't mentioned it, she would have almost forgotten it. After all, she really hasn't had the time to think about it recently.
Although I don't know how he knew it.
Yuchi Xianyue specially invited Ling Huaixu and Shen Fuxue.
Both of Yuchi Xianyue's parents have passed away, and the only people left in the mansion are the distant descendants of the Yuchi family's side branches. There are only four of them at the table.
Ling Fuying glanced at the other three men. The feeling of touching Ling Huaixu yesterday rose in her heart, and she felt strange and looked away.
The dishes were served one after another, they were extremely rich, all of them were Fu Ying's favorites. She stared eagerly at the big fish and shrimp, the delicate yet colorful, fragrant and delicious dishes.
The maids and servants filled the wine glasses for several people and then left one after another.
Seeing that they hadn't moved for a long time, Ling Fuying took the chopsticks and started eating, "If you don't eat, then I will."
This is her birthday, so she can be as casual and free as she wants.
The three men watched her eat.
The meal didn't last long, as it was clear that these people didn't want to talk to each other.
Only to make Fuying enjoy the meal.
They just drink.
"It's my lady's birthday today. I'd like to offer a toast to both of you." Yuchi Xianyue spoke gently.
Ling Huaixu pretended to be friendly with him, and Chen Fuxue was watching Ling Fuying the whole time.
"Madam, would you like some drink?" Yuchi Xianyue asked her.
Ling Fuying also drank two small glasses of wine, intending to practice her drinking capacity.
An hour later, she had eaten and drunk her fill, and almost all the food was in her stomach. Yuchi Xianyue and Ling Huaixu were holding the food, their stomachs full of bad thoughts.
Chen Fuxue was a simple-minded person. He took out the birthday gift he had carefully selected and placed it next to Ling Fuying. "Xiaoman, this is a birthday gift."
It was packaged very delicately and placed in a palm-sized lacquer box.
Ling Fuying took it curiously, not knowing what Chen Fuxue would give her.
When you open the box, you will see a spiritual jade.
It was surprisingly similar to the one she had originally given to Chen Fuxue. Could this be considered telepathy?
"This item is warm in winter and cool in summer. Wearing it close to your body can absorb spiritual energy on its own, which is beneficial for increasing your cultivation level. It also has the effect of nourishing the skin. I wonder if you like it, Xiaoman?"
This gift touched her heart in every way. She complained about the cold in winter and the heat in summer, and she even wished that her power could be increased without any practice. She would like it even more if it could nourish and moisturize her skin. Who would complain about being good-looking?
"Master, I like it very much." Ling Fuying took out the emerald green spiritual jade. As soon as he held it in his hand, he felt it had a great touch and was reluctant to let it go.
"As long as you like it."
Chen Fuxue did not receive the warm jade that Ling Fuying had given him before.
But Yuchi Xianyue was very familiar with this thing, and he still had the warm jade in his possession.
The moment he saw the gift from Chen Fuxue, he glanced at it indifferently, but there was a subtle coldness in his eyes, as if he wanted to stare through the spiritual jade.
Ling Fuying sent Chenfuxue's warm jade, Chenfuxue sent spiritual jade.
Oh.
She felt the vague cold gaze, she looked at Yuchi Xianyue, and their eyes met.
"Madam, try this crab meat."
Yuchi Xianyue poured her wine and served her food. Seeing the loose hair on her temples, he also tucked it behind her ears.
All this fell into Ling Huaixu's eyes, and his heart felt like it was being tightly grasped by a hand.
For so many years, Ling Fuying has celebrated her birthday with him, but from now on, she will be with Yuchi Xianyue.
Ling Huaixu drank cup after cup, and before he knew it, he had finished the full pot in front of him. There was a hint of drunkenness in his eyes, and the corners of his narrow eyes were slightly red.
Even so, he always paid attention to the movements of Ling Fuying and Yuchi Xianyue.
Although he was reluctant to admit it, he really didn't want to see the two of them like this, he just wanted to break them up.
The idea of bringing Fu Ying back to the Three Thousand Realms regardless of the consequences became stronger and stronger.
After dinner, Yuchi Xianyue left first as he had to deal with the matter of going to Linghuan Island to participate in the competition. He specifically talked to Ling Fuying before leaving.
Ling Fuying returned to Xuanji Palace.
Not long after she returned, she suddenly heard the voice of a maid, calling out "Palace Master", and the sound of steady footsteps.
Ling Huaixu is here again.
She drank two cups and was only slightly drunk. She felt a little sleepy and wanted to take a short rest, but Ling Huaixu came uninvited again.
Ling Fuying asked Ruixiang and the others to go down. As soon as Ling Huaixu approached, she could smell the strong smell of alcohol on him, but he did not look drunk. It was common for Ling Huaixu to entertain guests with drinks.
Ling Fuying often made sobering soup for him. Although there were pills to sober him up, he insisted on tormenting her.
"What are you doing here again?" They parted on bad terms yesterday, but came again today.
"I haven't given you a birthday present yet." Ling Huaixu looked at her and said, his voice steady, just like usual, but his eyes staring at Ling Fuying were like a deep sea whirlpool, and if you weren't careful, you would be drowned by his eyes.
"Then give it to me and leave." Ling Fuying stretched out his hand.
Ling Huaixu stared at her palm blankly without saying a word.
"Where's the gift?"
But he suddenly took the girl's hand and placed it on his chest, allowing Fu Ying to feel his muscles under the fabric that was so tactile.
This made Fu Ying's eyes widen slightly and she pinched them subconsciously.
Ling Huaixu's eyelashes trembled, and his dark eyes kept looking at her.
“…”What does this mean?
Ling Huaixu came back to his senses and took out the night pearl in the transparent glass box with one hand.
It was not yet night, and the bead looked like just an ordinary piece of jewelry. Fu Ying accepted it without any other emotion on his face.
Ling Huaixu pulled her and said, "Let's go in and take a look."
It was too bright here, and the inner room was rather dim. Ling Fuying was pulled by him into the house. She was still frightened by Ling Huaixu's embrace yesterday. Her heart beat very fast as he led her to the bed.
Ling Fuying was pushed onto the bed by the tall man in front of her. Her eyes flickered and she could hardly believe what he was going to do.
Ling Huaixu also sat down with her. He untied the curtain, and in an instant the light was blocked out, and it was dark inside the bed curtain.
The intoxicating scent of the two people, mixed with the sweet aroma of wine, filled the air, making Fu Ying's cheeks hot and her heart pounding. She pushed Ling Huaixu away and was about to leave, but was grabbed by his arm and pinned firmly to the bed.
Her cheeks were red and her lips were like juicy cherries, which made Huaixu's throat dry and he held Ling Fuying's wrist.
But suddenly, he stopped.
"Ling Huaixu, are you crazy?"
She reached out to slap Ling Huaixu, but he held her hand, squeezed his fingers into her clenched hand, and took out the bead.
What he prepared was a carefully carved night pearl with an underwater wonder carved on it. The uniqueness of this night pearl was that it was a double pearl, with another pearl inside. It was wrapped in a layer of transparent liquid containing shimmering sand, which could shake and emit light at night.
But he didn't know that Yuchi Xianyue had already given a similar item to Ling Fuying.
In the dim light, the originally ordinary bead blossomed with its beauty. The two luminous pearls seemed to overlap, and the carved underwater wonders were right before her eyes. Even the bubbles were carved so vividly that they seemed to float up from her eyes.
"Do you like it?" Ling Huaixu asked as he approached her.
His voice was low and very magnetic, and the vibration made Fu Ying's eardrums and earlobes instantly hot when he heard it so close.
She accidentally caught a glimpse of the muscular lines exposed under the man's loose collar. She had once accidentally caught Ling Huaixu changing clothes and knew how well-proportioned his body was.
Ling Fuying came back to her senses and looked at Ling Huaixu's handsome face illuminated by the night pearl.
A thought popped into her mind: He pulled her onto the bed just to see this?
Although it looks good, it can't cause much waves in her heart.
Ling Fuying actually loved her birthday in the past because she could receive gifts and red envelopes. Although she was in Zheyuan Palace, she had no worries about food and drink, and she was not short of spirit stones.
After Ling Chongshan passed away, she never regarded Zheyuan Palace as her home, and she kept the spirit stones that Ling Huaixu occasionally gave her.
Moreover, on her birthday, Ying Huaixu didn't give her a cold look, which was a rare good temper. He even gave her a gift, which was also a daily benefit for her.
But now she doesn't care too much. After all, she doesn't need the money Ling Huaixu gives her, and she doesn't want to see Ling Huaixu's mean face.
He always said that it was a gift he just picked up from the warehouse from some organization or distribution center, and since it was useless to keep it, he just gave it to her. Although he didn't take it much seriously, Ling Fuying used to like these strange little gadgets very much because they were given to her by Ling Huaixu.
But now she doesn't care about his gifts.
She reached out to pull the curtain aside, but he was too close to her.
"Ling Huaixu, why don't you get up?"
Ling Huaixu continued to stare at Ling Fuying's face right in front of him and did not answer her.
His breathing deepened, and the night pearl in his hand fell to the side without him knowing when. The only thing left in his eyes was Ling Fuying's lips.
The aura of Huai Xu rushed towards her, which was even stronger than the unexpected touches of the past two days. His breath was hot and she trembled.
His body was extremely heavy, and his long legs pressed between her legs. The jade pendant on his waist made her feel uncomfortable.
When he was about to kiss her, Ling Fuying pushed him away.
The curtain was drawn open, and the light pierced his eyes. He frowned and covered his three-dimensional and deep eyebrows with his hands. When the drunkenness subsided a little, he lay on the wedding bed of Ling Fuying and Yuchi Xianyue, gasping for breath.
Ling Fuying had seen Ling Huaixu in many ways: angry, indifferent, arrogant, and quiet when drunk, but he had never seen him in this unconscious state.
She quickly looked away and looked around, but she didn't see Ruixiang and the others relaxing at all.
Ling Huaixu is her brother.
If Ruixiang and the others saw this, I couldn’t even imagine what would happen.
Ling Fuying nudged Ling Huaixu, who was lying motionless on the bed, and asked, "Why aren't you leaving?"
I don’t know when Yuchi Xianyue will come back.
Ling Huaixu's gaze slowly moved to her face, his solar plexus nerves kept beating, and he finally managed to sit up.
Only then did he realize that he was sleeping on the wedding bed of Ling Fuying and Yuchi Xianyue.
"I see you're quite drunk."
Ling Huaixu listened to Ling Fuying's caring words and opened his lips, "Xiaoman, I want some hangover soup."
Ling Fuying frowned and still wanted to drink the sobering soup. Ling Huaixu was really shameless.
"No, there are plenty of people to serve you when you go back."
Ling Huaixu didn't force it. He looked at Ling Fuying for a moment and asked her, "Do you want to go back to Zheyuan Palace?"
His gaze lingered on her belly. After returning home and giving birth to the child, he could afford to raise her without the need for Yuchi Xianyue.
Ling Fuying was puzzled, "What do you mean?"
Now they have a very good relationship and even have a child together. I am afraid that she will sneer at his proposal, so Huai Xu stopped it in time.
"It's nothing. If you want to go back, you can go back anytime."
Order to support the Ying:.
Ling Huaixu stood up. His robe was a little messy. He started to tidy it up, but suddenly remembered the feeling of him pressing on Ling Fuying.
So soft.
Huaixu felt numb all over as he realized what had happened lately. The feeling of delay spread and he almost couldn't maintain his composure.
That's his sister, no one can take her away from her.
Finally, he looked at Ling Fuying, as if he had made some kind of decision.
Ling Huaixu finally left.
He met Chen Fuxue on the way. He seemed to be heading towards Ling Fuying's bedroom. He seemed to be thinking about something.
Chen Fuxue failed to come last night, and Yuchi Xianyue told him that the competition was about to end.
Xiaoman has already given up on him, and he won't let her in at night again. Let him come over based on his own ability, and see if Xiaoman minds him coming to her openly.
But Chen Fuxue didn't tell Yuchi Xianyue that Xiaoman was worried about him that day, so she went to see him and got close to him.
Therefore, Xiaoman must want to see him, and she would not mind even if he came to Xuanji Palace to find her.
Chen Fuxue entered the room but was stopped by Ruixiang. Looking at the noble and indifferent Immortal Lord in front of her, Ruixiang said nervously, "Immortal Lord, my wife is taking a nap. If you have something to do, why don't you come back later?"
Shen Fuxue lowered his eyes and glanced at her.
It was just a casual glance, but Ruixiang felt cold all over, down to her bones.
"I came to see her."
His voice was as cold as broken ice, which made Ruixiang even more afraid.
He was the lady's master, so Ruixiang thought there should be no problem, so she stepped aside, but she followed him worriedly.
Chen Fuxue walked over to Ling Fuying and looked at her, then sat down beside her.
He didn't do anything else but just looked at the sleeping Ling Fuying. His gaze was like a paintbrush, tracing her eyebrows and eyes over and over again, ready to sit and wait for her to wake up.
The more Ruixiang looked at it, the more strange it seemed to her. "Master, Master," as the name suggests, a master is respected. How could a master stare at his disciple falling asleep?
But she couldn't think too much about these things. Perhaps this was just how the master and disciple got along.
It's just that this seemingly cold immortal king also has such a gentle side.
Ling Fuying seemed to be aware of something, his eyelashes moved, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Shen Fuxue right in front of him. He was sitting upright on the edge of the couch, his silver-white robe spread out very neatly, and his back was straight like a sculpture.
When Ling Fuying woke up, he gradually regained his vitality and followed Ling Fuying's gaze, "Xiaoman, you're awake."
Ling Fuying stood up, but she had not yet completely woken up from her sleep, "Master?"
She glanced at Ruixiang who was waiting beside her. Chen Fuxue actually came to her bedroom to find her in broad daylight.
But Ling Huaixu had also been here, so it seemed strange that Chen Fuxue came again.
"Rui Xiang, you go down first."
The lady has woken up, Ruixiang answered softly and then stepped back.
There were only two of them in the room, but this place was next to the window, so anyone outside could easily see everything in the room.
Ling Fuying was really worried that Chen Fuxue might do something regardless of the occasion, so he needed to keep an eye on him all the time.
Fu Ying noticed his gaze and found that his eyes fell under her collar.
!
She immediately pulled her clothes. What was Chen Fuxue's expression?
Ling Fuying looked at him warningly, asking him to retract those strange thoughts.
Chen Fuxue stretched out his hand, which made Ling Fuying's heart jump even more. It would have been fine if he just watched, but he actually took action. Feeling guilty, Ling Fuying quickly grabbed his hand.
Meeting Ling Fuying's eyes, Chen Fuxue understood something and was speechless for a moment before softly saying, "Xiaoman, where is the spiritual jade?"
He asked this after looking at the empty space on her snow-white neck.
"You don't like it?"
It was then that Fu Ying remembered that Chen Fuxue was talking about the birthday gift he had given her.
He took out the spiritual jade and asked Fu Ying to open his hand and pass it to Shen Fuxue, "Master, is this what you are talking about?"
Shen Fuxue nodded.
He hoped she would wear it every day.
She took the spiritual jade from Ling Fuying's hand and tied it around her slender neck. The emerald green color made her skin look even whiter.
"This jade is very good for your body." When Chen Fuxue was in close contact with Ling Fuying, he would occasionally sense the excessive anger in her body, and this jade could balance and suppress it.
The moment she put it on, she felt refreshed.
This spiritual jade was only the size of a thumb and was not eye-catching, so Fu Ying put it into his lapel.
Chen Fuxue looked very satisfied, as if Xiaoman had his exclusive mark on her.
He wanted to kiss her, so he leaned closer, and his cold fragrance rushed towards Ling Fuying. The light was bright, and someone might pass by outside the window at any time, and Yuchi Xianyue might also come back at any time.
Ling Fuying clutched the cushion tightly, looking at Chen Fuxue's face as he tensed up nervously, his ears burning like a furnace.
Just as I was about to push him away, a strong wind suddenly blew outside the window. The sky changed suddenly, and the wind was howling. In an instant, the sky was covered with dark clouds.
Ling Fuying looked at the sky outside the house. Before he could take a closer look, his sight passed through Chen Fuxue's broad shoulders and met Yuchi Xianyue who was not far away.
At that moment, the smile in her eyes disappeared completely, and she immediately dodged Chen Fuxue and stood up.
Her heart was beating very fast, disrupting her thoughts.
Yuchi Xianyue, who had just finished his work and returned to Xuanji Palace, found two people who were quite close to each other as soon as he walked in.
This was the first time in this period of time that Chen Fuxue dared to come to Xuanji Palace during the day. He was open and aboveboard, as if he had no previous concerns.
Her gaze dropped down and touched the faintly visible silk thread on Ling Fuying's neck. The color and texture of the silk thread were the same as the spiritual jade that Chen Fuxue gave her today.
He also recalled the birthday gift he had asked Fu Ying to give to Chen Fuxue, which was also a piece of jade.
His eyes, which were originally as soft as water, contained a chill. He did not move, but just stood there watching the two of them talk.
His gaze shifted from Chen Fuxue's face to Ling Fuying. The joy on her face was extremely obvious, her eyebrows were curved, and it seemed as if stars were blooming in her eyes.
Yuchi Xianyue didn't even know how long he had been standing there until he met Ling Fuying's gaze.
Ling Fuying felt uneasy the moment he met Captain Chi Xianyue's gaze.
It’s not because he saw it, but because his behavior today was different from before.
There was no aggressive exchange between him and Shen Fuxue, nor was there the calm and relaxed attitude from before. He just stared straight at her.
She turned her head stiffly and didn't speak to him.
Chen Fuxue had naturally noticed Yuchi Xianyue's presence a long time ago, but he didn't care about him. He just could sense Xiaoman's nervousness.
All this was brought by Yuchi Xianyue.
Why does Xiaoman care about Yuchi Xianyue? Chen Fuxue is entangled and twisted by such emotions.
All this was intensified when Yuchi Xianyue saw the spiritual jade hanging around Ling Fuying's neck.
At this time, Chen Fuxue was reluctant to leave at Ling Fuying's suggestion.
Yuchi Xianyue leaned over and took out the thing hidden in her clothes.
When she took it out and looked at it, it was indeed the birthday gift given to her by Chen Fuxue.
Yuchi Xianyue had not had the time to give it to her. Coincidentally, what he wanted to give was also a necklace, but not jade.
He stroked it carefully, and with force using his long fingers, he was about to crush it.
Ling Fuying held his wrist tightly, "Yuchi Xianyue."
He released his strength and called her softly, so gently that it made her a little nervous.
"Madam, are you reluctant to have me crushed?"
Of course I can't bear to give it up, this spiritual jade has many uses.
"Take it off."
Order the pillars to not move.
He looked at her and narrowed his eyes slightly, wondering whether she was doing this on purpose to irritate him or if she really cared so much about Mei Yu.
Then he sighed, "Why bother getting angry with me?"
She wasn't angry with him.
Ling Fuying didn't say anything to him and pulled the jade out of his hand.
She slipped away from him, ignoring him, and began to meditate and practice.
Yuchi Xianyue kept looking at her. He couldn't tell what emotions he was feeling, he just felt uncomfortable all over.
Ling Fuying remembered Chen Fuxue's birthday but not his, even though that day was clearly his birthday as well.
He had forgotten about it before, but the birthday gift that Chen Fuxue gave to Ling Fuying today made him remember everything again.
Although he didn't care.
The two of them remained in this stalemate for the entire afternoon.
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Ling Fuying's birthday had not yet ended, and a sumptuous meal was served at night, but at this time there were only her and Yuchi Xianyue.
There aren't many dishes, but they are exquisite.
A small silver wine jug was placed between the two of them.
"Madam, have you calmed down?" Yuchi Xianyue's emotions had stabilized. The jade pendant was obtained by chance and was indeed very useful to Ling Fuying. Why should he care so much about it?
No, he doesn't care at all.
Yuchi Xianyue picked up the wine pot and poured her some wine. "Today is my wife's birthday. Shall we have a drink alone, husband and wife?"
Ling Fuying glanced at him.
"Don't worry, there's no poison."
Yuchi Xianyue finished his glass first and gestured.
Ling Fuying then slowly drank a few sips.
He took out a jade box and placed it in front of Ling Fuying, "This is a birthday gift, Madam, please take a look."
Ling Fuying opened it, but was almost blinded by the dazzle. It was a necklace. Yuchi Xianyue was fond of these beautiful things. It was not too gorgeous. The pendant inlaid with the finest blue crystal was crystal clear and dazzling, and the brilliance flowed, instantly attracting all her attention.
"This thing is a defensive magic weapon that can withstand some attacks." Yuchi Xianyue said after drinking another glass of wine.
So it is only effective if you wear it.
Today, Yuchi Xianyue and Ling Fuying had unknowingly finished a whole pot of wine.
On weekdays, unless he is entertaining guests, he hardly drinks any alcohol.
Ling Fuying didn't drink much, as Yuchi Xianyue almost drank it all. She deliberately asked the maid to replace the drink with more intoxicating wine.
Looking at Yuchi Xianyue, whose face was only slightly red, she was not sure whether she could succeed.
At night, Ling Fuying took a bath and lay down. Yuchi Xianyue used her bath water. He was still a gentleman. Unlike Chen Fuxue, he looked at her and waited until she finished bathing before leaving.
Although her back was facing him, she could still feel Yuchi Xianyue's gaze. Then she heard the rustling sound of someone taking off clothes, and Yuchi Xianyue's warm body leaned towards her.
A big hand was holding her waist, and in the dim light, Fu Ying's senses became extremely sensitive, and every move of the person behind her would be magnified infinitely.
She didn't know what Yuchi Xianyue was going to do.
Feeling the warmth and moisture on the skin of her neck, her body trembled subconsciously.
"Madam." Yuchi Xianyue held her waist tightly, whispered in her ear, and rubbed her earlobe with his lips.
There were no other words, but Fu Ying's heart was hanging in the air. His affectionate call of "Madam" seemed to foreshadow something.
A slightly cool hand touched Ling Fuying's neck. The spiritual jade was no longer there, but he was still stroking it carefully.
Ling Fuying held her breath as the hand slowly moved to the back of her neck. She recalled the scene of Yuchi Xianyue strangling her neck before, and her breathing became faster in an instant.
But he didn't use any force, instead he gently brought her into his arms, facing him.
Ling Fuying looked at Captain Chi Xianyue's moist eyes, which seemed to be stained with the smell of alcohol.
The two looked at each other, neither moving, but she could feel that his breathing was a little disordered.
Ling Fuying closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling, and she hugged his neck and kissed him with her red lips.
The soft touch made Yuchi Xianyue's mind go blank.
Ling Fuying's long hair brushed against his face, the fragrance and moisture lingered, and everything in front of him spun in his mind.
He held her down and deepened the kiss.
When they separated, both of them were breathing rapidly, causing Fu Ying to hug him tightly again.
She tentatively released her spiritual sense to touch Yuchi Xianyue's sea of consciousness. He was stunned for only a moment and then broke free from his fascination.
Meeting his eyes made Fu Ying very nervous, but she couldn't miss the opportunity.
So I continued anyway.
But the journey was smooth and Yuchi Xianyue did not stop them.
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