Chapter 68 Chapter 68 I don’t know if Xiaoman likes it
The smell of alcohol filled the cold air, and Fu Ying's heartstrings were gently plucked when he looked at Chen Fuxue in front of him.
"Master." She called him softly.
There was no doubt about Shen Fuxue's beauty. After drinking two glasses of liquor to give herself courage, her senses were magnified countless times. Foreseeing what was about to happen, her fingertips trembled slightly.
Having drunk too much, Shen Fuxue's thoughts were sluggish. He slowly raised his head and looked at Ling Fuying in front of him.
At some point, the uneasiness in his heart deepened, as if something was gradually moving away from him, but this uneasiness and previous persistence were gradually forgotten as he became drunk and Ling Fuying touched him.
"Go to your room." Ling Fuying hugged him and said vaguely.
Chen Fuxue didn't ask the reason, he just remembered to obey, holding Ling Fuying and teleporting to the bedroom prepared for him by Ling Zhouyan, not in Xizhu Garden.
He pressed her down on the couch, and his cold fingertips reached in through the hem of her skirt, stroking Ling Fuying's back, all the way up along her tailbone. The body under his palms was trembling.
“Don’t take it off…”
Chen Fuxue was puzzled but acted according to her wishes. Both of them were dressed intact, but their clothes inevitably became wrinkled and messy.
Ling Fuying looked at Chen Fuxue in a daze, her thoughts drifting away. If it were in her previous life, how could she have imagined that she would develop such a relationship with her master.
In Ling Fuying's former eyes, Chen Fuxue was high and mighty, a cold and noble immortal who was ignorant of the mundane world, with an appearance as white as frost and snow, like solid ice that could not be melted for tens of millions of years.
His body is like a snow-capped mountain with magma buried underground for billions of years. It looks as cold as ice on the outside, but it hides countless heat and dangers.
Nothing can hold him back, and no one can expect even a glance from him. He is just like the ruthless Taoist Immortal described by the system, who is heartless and desireless, and does not understand love, hate, anger, or infatuation.
Although Chen Fuxue and Yuchi Xianyue are a couple in the original novel, during this period of time spent with him, Fu Ying discovered that everything was different from what was said in the book.
There was no sign of any secret love between Chen Fuxue and Yuchi Xianyue; they both looked as if they couldn't stand each other.
Including Xuan Min.
She didn't know whether her rebirth caused certain changes in the plot, nor did she know whether everything would return to normal in the end.
She hoped that once the ties of love were untied, Chen Fuxue would return to his true nature and maintain a normal master-disciple relationship with her.
She looked at Shen Fuxue, whose eyes were red and he had lost all his sanity. The cold face he had when he faced her overlapped with her.
But she soon had no time to think.
He licked her earlobe slowly, one lick at a time.
Just like eating a sweet cake bite by bite, saving the best one for last.
Chen Fuxue kissed away the tears on Ling Fuying's eyelashes, and a crazy idea circled in his mind.
Not enough...
I want her to be embedded in my internal organs.
I want to mingle my blood with hers.
…
Ling Fuying asked the system to wake her up in advance, and left the house before dawn.
He deliberately cleared away all traces of her in the house, and used some magic to restore Chen Fuxue's clothes to clean and tidy condition. Chen Fuxue was drunk and fell into a deep sleep.
She almost collapsed as soon as she got out of bed. It was still dark outside and the air was very cold. She asked Fu Ying to rub her legs and went back to her bedroom.
Once the emotional ties were broken, although he still remembered everything that happened between them, it was not so awkward without them being face to face.
When he returned to his room, Ling Fuying felt as if a serious worry had been solved. He rolled up under the quilt and fell asleep tiredly.
After she woke up, she found that Chen Fuxue did not come to look for her, so she was temporarily relieved. However, she found that even though Chen Fuxue was very careful last night, she was still injured. After she came back, she was too tired to remember it, but when she woke up, she could feel a little uncomfortable.
She dipped the ointment in it and applied it on herself.
But her lower abdomen was still bloated. Rubbing it was no use, so she just left it alone.
[System, has the bond of love been untied?]
【After system detection, it has been resolved.】
Just solve it.
Most men are irrational when faced with physical desires, but Shen Fuxue should be sober now.
The luck value increased by 500 points last night, which was not as much as she had imagined.
After applying the ointment, she sat on the bed and fell into thought. Ling Zhouci said that they would go to Ulan City in a few days, but did not mention the specific days.
Yufeng came to ask yesterday, but she didn't go because Shen Fuxue came at the last minute.
Ling Fuying planned to go there.
The door was open, and Ling Zhouci was seen in the house at a glance.
Ling Zhouci, who was sitting in a wheelchair, also saw her.
Yu Feng, who was standing aside, retreated with great tact.
Without waiting for Ling Zhouci to speak, he asked Fu Ying to sit down beside him.
"Why are you here?" I didn't come yesterday, but I remembered it today.
Yesterday, she seemed to be with Xuan Min.
Ling Fuying noticed that his tone was different from usual. "I promised the Young Master that I would come over to read books. The Young Master doesn't allow me to do that?"
It turns out I didn’t forget.
Seeing that he seemed to be in a bad mood today, Ling Fuying considerately left him some space. After all, everyone has unhappy times. "Then I'll come over next time."
Seeing that she was really going to leave, Ling Zhouci quickly said, "I didn't say I wouldn't let you watch."
"I'll come back this afternoon."
“…”
Ling Fuying was really going to piss him off to death.
Ling Zhouci tried to remain calm and said, "Look, I have nothing to do."
Seeing that he didn't seem reluctant, Ling Fuying stayed.
The two of them sat down at the desk, Ling Fuying picked up a book, and chatted with Lingzhou Cidong about some family matters.
Ling Zhouci always felt that there was someone else's aura lingering around her from the inside out.
He frowned.
Ling Fuying noticed his gaze and looked at him, "Is there something on my face?"
Ling Zhouci, who was caught, was caught off guard and met Ling Fuying's bright eyes. He looked away.
This made Fu Ying feel that Ling Zhouci was weird, but he had always been like this. She didn't care about his thoughts and put him out of her mind in the blink of an eye.
Ling Fuying was reading a book seriously, but Ling Zhouci leaned towards her. His sleeve, which was stained with a faint medicinal fragrance, brushed against her wrist, which was very itchy. His warm body temperature seemed to be spraying on her cheek. She held the book tightly and held her breath.
"I'll get a book." Ling Zhouci took the notebook next to her, and the touch just now was just unintentional.
"oh."
After a while, Ling Fuying asked, "Young Master, we said we were going to Wulan City that day. When are we leaving? Or are there any other fun places?"
At this point, Ling Zhouci asked sternly, "Did you know your master is here?"
Ling Fuying looked completely clueless, "He's here? What is he doing here?"
"I heard from my father that he wants to go to Wulan City with us."
Therefore, Ling Zhouci was not sure whether Chen Fuxue came at the invitation of Ling Zhouyan or came specifically for Ling Fuying.
He only vaguely guessed that Shen Fuxue's feelings for his disciple Ling Fuying were not innocent, but he had not seen it with his own eyes and could not confirm it.
That monk, Yuchi Xianyue, and another one, Chen Fuxue.
"Immortal Lord Zhaoxue has an extraordinary appearance, and the maidservants who came to the mansion are very happy."
Ling Fuying was puzzled. Why did he say this?
Could it be that he has set his eyes on Chen Fuxue again? However, this is a good match, after all, Ling Zhouci is the one below.
There is no way Chen Fuxue is not better than Yuchi Xianyue.
"What do you think of this master?" Ling Zhouci asked again.
Seeing that Ling Zhouci was about to fall in love with someone else and had the hope of turning from Yuchi Xianyue's admirer into his rival in love, Fu Ying praised him greatly.
"He's naturally very good. He has a high level of cultivation and superb swordsmanship, and is considered unrivaled in the world of immortal cultivation. He has a good appearance and a tall stature. He is calm and composed, and can handle a large situation. He may seem aloof, but he actually has a good temper."
Anyway, she had never seen Chen Fuxue get angry. The last time he was emotionally unstable was when she and Yuchi Xianyue had sex, but a few more words of coaxing would be enough.
So Young Master Lingzhou, please work harder!
The more Ling Zhouci listened, the more silent she became.
"So, do you like this Master?"
Fu Ying's heart skipped a beat. "What nonsense are you talking about? He is my master. I have nothing but respect and admiration for him."
It is the respect and reverence that I have had for making love with her and kissing her.
Ling Zhouci was suspicious, but her expression was much more relaxed, and her clenched palms loosened slightly.
"He is going to Ulan City with us?" Ling Fuying seemed to realize it belatedly.
"Yeah, so we need two more days to prepare. We were supposed to go today."
So that's why she didn't hear anything for a long time.
It would be much safer for Chen Fuxue to come here, but I don't know if he is sincere in getting rid of the evil spirit for Ling Zhouyan.
"I heard before that you were just a nominal employee of Shen Fuxue and didn't have a close relationship with him?"
Ling Fuying looked at him with an expression that asked, "Why are you asking this?"
Ling Zhouci also knew that she had said too much this time, so she didn't ask any more questions.
Ling Fuying's relationship with Shen Fuxue was not really close at first, it couldn't even be called an ordinary master-disciple relationship. After all, her adoptive father was worried about her and registered her as a disciple under Shen Fuxue, not expecting him to teach her. As long as she had the title of disciple of Immortal Lord Zhaoxue, everything she did would go much more smoothly.
She tried to please this master for a while, but seeing that he was difficult to get close to and he happened to be in seclusion for a while, she gave up and continued to follow Ling Huaixu.
Both of them were lost in thought. Before they knew it, Ling Zhouci was very close to Ling Fuying. With a slight movement, she could touch her dress, and even feel her body temperature and faint fragrance.
She looked very seriously, and Ling Zhouci could see her profile and her curled eyelashes.
Ling Zhouci's hands felt itchy, as if a bug was crawling across his palms. He lowered his eyes to look at Ling Fuying's hands as he turned the pages of the book.
Because of the ridiculous night with Shen Fuxue, Fu Ying did not sleep well. Looking at the densely packed text, she didn't know when she became so sleepy that she could hardly open her eyes, and she didn't even notice Ling Zhouci approaching.
He was so close to her that he only needed to move a little closer... to touch her lips.
Taste her flavor yourself.
Ling Zhouci took a deep breath and was completely confused. He looked away in embarrassment, his chest rising and falling slightly as he forcibly suppressed his body's shameful reaction.
When Ling Fuying woke up, she found Ling Zhouci looked strange. She had learned about the geography and customs of the area around Wulan City today, and she really didn't have the energy to chat with him, so she said goodbye to him and left.
After all, she came here today just to find out the date of departure for Ulan City and had no intention of knowing more.
"I asked someone to bring some more books. Will you come tomorrow?" Ling Zhouci looked at her and hesitated for a while before asking.
"Which books?"
"It will be delivered tomorrow. It only involves some ancient legends of Daluozhou and Wulan City. I don't know the details yet."
"We'll see then. I'm not sure."
Ling Zhouci was a little disappointed, but still had a glimmer of hope, just in case, she would come over.
Ling Fuying left.
But when she returned to her room, she met Chen Fuxue.
Although I had thought about meeting him, I was still a little nervous when I saw him at this time.
The memories and feelings of last night flooded into my body like crazy.
He stared at her for a long time.
"Master." After saying that, he ordered Fu Ying to walk around him and leave.
Chen Fuxue could feel that some invisible connection was broken after he woke up, but he didn't know what it was. The emptiness in his heart was infinitely magnified, as if a crack had appeared out of thin air.
A few hours ago.
Chen Fuxue opened his eyes, and the events of last night replayed in his mind. His heart was hot, and he wanted to hug the girl in his arms, but found that his arms were empty.
He sat up in a daze. His side was cold and there was no trace of Ling Fuying, as if last night was just a dream after he got drunk.
I don't know when she left, let alone why she left.
He was extremely unfamiliar with the subject last night. Although he studied very hard, all he learned was theoretical knowledge. Although he was extremely cautious, his male physical condition, which was far superior to that of an ordinary person, still caused Ling Fuying to have a brief resistance.
Shen Fuxue sat on the bed, his heart sinking to the bottom, his expression cold and motionless for a long time.
So after sitting in the room for a long time, he went out to look for Ling Fuying.
He wanted to know her attitude.
But the first time he saw her, he noticed her coldness.
It was clear that they had just been intimate the night before.
Seeing that he was just standing there without any other movement, Fu Ying relaxed, "I'll go first."
So she walked past Chen Fuxue, but met Xuan Min who was looking at something with his eyes lowered.
He looked up when he heard footsteps, and saw Fu Ying's figure come into view, "Donor."
"Master." Ling Fuying felt that these terrifying days were finally coming to an end. Although Chen Fuxue's body was good, she was always worried that he would find out that she had been in close contact with others, and her little heart was still a little overwhelmed.
If he doesn't care about these things, it wouldn't be bad to have a casual romance with him occasionally.
But now she felt relaxed all over, no longer having the nervous feeling as if she was caught having an affair, because it was clear that she had not actually done anything with Xuan Min.
Xuan Min noticed that she seemed to be in a good mood today, but when he looked up, he saw Chen Fuxue looking at him from a distance.
Ling Fuying noticed his gaze and took the initiative to explain to him: "My master wants to go to Wulan City with us."
Xuan Min understood and he withdrew his gaze from Shen Fuxue.
"Master, I'll be leaving first." Ling Fuying felt uncomfortable staying with him, especially since Chen Fuxue was far away, although he didn't know what he meant.
But as long as we don't catch up, I believe everything is going well.
After Ling Fuying returned to the house to practice, the airflow in her body became more turbulent, and her lower abdomen bulged slightly. While practicing, she felt the airflow suddenly rushing towards her dantian, and the powerful spiritual power rushed towards her meridians, and her breath was choked.
Fortunately, these spiritual powers did not feel hostile towards her and soon became obedient and gentle.
She closed her eyes and concentrated on refining it. Late at night, she heard a slight "puff" sound, and without any buffer, she directly stepped into the latter stage of the Myriad Things Realm.
Ling Fuying already knew where this spiritual power came from. What Chen Fuxue left behind was simply a treasure.
Wasn't it all wasted before?
It made Fu Ying think perversely.
The feeling of bloating in her stomach finally subsided, and her cultivation level had broken through. She felt relaxed and fell asleep on her pillow.
While she was sleeping, a man in a silver robe appeared in her room. He gently lifted her skirt and carefully checked if she was injured.
Slowly putting it down, Shen Fuxue looked at her for a long time, and couldn't help but lowered her eyes to hide the tears in her eyes.
Why, he suddenly disappeared.
Before dawn, Chen Fuxue disappeared from the room silently and went to the brothel in the city.
It was a small inn with many Xianggu inns, and most of the young waiters were of both genders. The one Chen Fuxue found only served female guests, and the young waiters there had learned how to serve girls since childhood, and their skills were superb and their looks were also very good.
There are gentle and graceful gentlemen, fresh and young boys, and men with a more gentle temperament in the building.
In short, because we have everything, money makes the world go round.
When Chen Fuxue appeared, the madam at the door saw him, was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to say that she did not accept male customers.
But this immortal was so beautiful that it seemed possible. So after Chen Fuxue entered the building, the madam chased after him. After some hesitation, she said, "Immortal, we don't accept male guests here."
After all, just because he is happy doesn't mean those gentlemen are happy. If this precedent is set, those female guests will find out that the gentlemen in the reception building are dissatisfied with the male guests and never come again. That would be a loss, as it would only damage their reputation.
Shen Fuxue's pretty eyebrows slightly frowned.
"I'm not a guest."
Not a guest...
Could it be that she was catching an adulterer? With such a handsome husband at home, why would she want to go out and play around and seek excitement?
The madam couldn't let him in, "Sir, only female guests are allowed in here."
Chen Fuxue took out a bag full of spirit stones and placed it in the hands of the flamboyantly dressed madam.
"I'll leave after I finish studying."
This was the first time the madam had encountered such a thing. She changed the subject and said in a slightly strange tone, "Master, do you wish to learn the art of controlling your wife?"
As the name suggests, it is a way to make your wife happy.
"Yeah." Chen Fuxue spoke briefly and his expression was as cold as ice. Standing in such a place with flowers and willows, he was tall and straight with an ethereal air, and his temperament was even more outstanding.
His black hair reached his ankles, his eyebrows slanted down to his temples, and his eyelashes cast a small, mysterious shadow under the light of the lanterns overhead. His long, silver-gray eyes were emotionless, as if tinged with a thousand-year-old ice. Yet, he was so truly beautiful that it made one suppress the fear to peek.
The moment he appeared, he seemed to be separated from the others by a world. He killed all the handsome young men without leaving a single one alive, and his figure was the only thing in their eyes.
If he were to take charge, this hall would probably become the most famous in the world of immortal cultivation and make a lot of money.
Shen Fuxue doesn't rely on his cultivation, but only on his looks and physical condition to be able to dominate everyone and become a benchmark in this industry.
After all, he has been the most handsome man on the list of the immortal world for many years and is the well-deserved leader.
Only such beauty could make Ling Fuying be so blinded that he didn't know which way was east, west, or north.
Every time the madam spoke to Shen Fuxue, she would unconsciously lose her concentration and be dazzled by his beauty.
He secretly counted the number of spirit stones, cleared his throat, and suppressed the uncertainty in his heart, "Of course I can learn. Immortal, please follow me."
He asked all the young men in the building to come out and line up in front of Shen Fuxue for him to choose.
"Master, please choose one to teach you."
But Chen Fuxue couldn't see any difference between them, so he said, "We only need the one with the best skills."
The madam was secretly shocked. Does such a banished immortal need to learn and improve himself? Isn't it better to just serve men with your beauty?
"Then let Wen Liu go. How about this, Immortal Master? I'll give you two more to teach you together."
Since this special guest was so generous, he naturally couldn't be stingy.
So three or four young masters followed Chen Fuxue into the room and handed him some of their treasured private albums with strange expressions.
Including the non-physical performance of serving the wife and how to please her to the greatest extent.
How can he make her unable to extricate herself from him and never forget him, and how can he take advantage of the opportunity to make her father more respected by her son.
Shen Fuxue, who had just returned from studying, looked at the cloth in his hand and fell into deep thought.
A thin layer of cloth hung on his slender, bony fingers, outlining the joints and lines of his fingers and adding an unnecessary sense of astringency.
He also stored incense, candles, chains, and a ring with special uses in his mustard seed bag.
These are the winning strategies recommended to him by those young masters.
But he was not sure whether Xiaoman would like it.
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