Chapter 7 Chapter 7 Jade Beads
Ling Fuying ate lychees and drank a lot of iced rice wine. He was drunk and his cheeks were hot.
It was already dusk, so I simply got up and went to the garden to enjoy some fresh air. Just then, the servant who served Yuchi Xianyue came over and said, "Madam, the Territory Lord is drinking with the Immortal Lord Zhaoxue in the garden. He asked me to ask if you want to go?"
They hooked up so quickly, and he even let her go. What? Provoking her? Then she had to go and take a look.
"Go, lead the way."
Ruixiang wanted to follow, but she raised her hand to stop her. It was enough for her to go alone.
The two of them slowly walked towards the garden. The Domain Lord's Mansion was nestled against the mountains and beside the water, with a vast lake view and beautiful mountains. Ling Fuying walked along the stone path to the bamboo garden.
The bamboo forest here is dense, and the wind blowing through the bamboo leaves makes a rustling sound. The scattered sunlight is reflected on the stone road, and the breeze blows on his face, making Fu Ying feel peaceful.
After passing the bamboo garden, there are tall locust trees and sycamore trees that block out the sun. The springs are gurgling, and the water flows through the cracks in the rocks. The scenery is quiet and peaceful.
When she reached the pavilion built among the rocks, she saw two familiar figures under the bamboo forest. They were Yuchi Xianyue and Shen Fuxue.
Yuchi Xianyue was drinking tea with his eyes lowered. His appearance under the breeze and bright moon, sitting with Shen Fuxue, was a pleasant sight.
But Ling Fuying, who already knew that the two would have an affair, just found it annoying.
"Ma'am, we're here."
After saying that, Yuchi Xianyue and Shen Fuxue looked at Ling Fuying from afar across the blooming hibiscus flowers.
His voice could be heard immediately, "Madam, come here quickly."
The tone sounded particularly harsh to her ears.
She went straight to the pavilion and sat down at the stone table.
As Ling Fuying approached, wisps of sweet aroma mixed with the fragrance of wine and lychee came, lingering on Shen Fuxue's nose.
The girl's eyes were slightly moist, and her lips were bright red, just like the lychees on the white jade plate on the table.
Shen Fuxue watched her casually pick up one, peeling the lychee with her slender fingers. When taking out the flesh, she accidentally pinched the white and tender flesh, and the juice stained her fingertips.
The disappearing heat rose again, Shen Fuxue's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she put the fruit flesh into her mouth. Her red lips opened and closed, and her white teeth bit through the fruit flesh to make the juice burst out. She licked the water stains with the tip of her tongue, and the sweet fragrance of lychee filled the air.
"Madam, have you drunk any wine?" Yuchi Xianyue smelled her scent and looked at her expression. Her eyes were moist as if she was drunk.
Ling Fuying hummed perfunctorily, the sound seemed to come from his throat, misty and unclear.
She felt annoyed when she heard Yuchi Xianyue's hypocritical and pretentious words, but she really didn't want him to have an easy time.
Chen Fuxue happened to be there, and since she was bored, she might as well come and watch this scene and see the love between the two men.
She casually threw the lychee shell in front of Yuchi Xianyue and looked at Chen Fuxue, "Master, are you feeling better?"
As soon as these words came out, the two men sitting there looked at her.
Chen Fuxue was stunned for a moment. When they met today, she didn't look at him at all, but now she was looking at him with curved eyebrows.
Her heart, having regained its composure, began beating violently again, as if she were back to that night. She still remembered it, and there was no disgust in her eyes.
"Yeah, it's all healed now."
"Then I feel relieved. I was really scared when I saw Master in that state that day. Fortunately, you are safe." Ling Fuying and Shen Fuxue asked and answered each other, and they had a very pleasant chat, just like a true master and disciple.
Seeing Ling Fuying continue to pick up lychees, Chen Fuxue also took one and peeled it clumsily, but when he finished peeling, he found that the lychee in his hand was no longer crystal clear.
The juice flowed all over his hands, and his fingers were sticky. Looking at this unsightly lychee, he could only secretly put it aside.
He took a second one, which looked better after being peeled, but not much better.
Yuchi Xianyue watched the two of them going back and forth.
"Master is sick? Madam, why didn't you tell me?" His voice was reproachful and unusually gentle.
"Don't bother you with Master's matters. I am enough." Ling Fuying said with a forced smile. If she told Yuchi Xianyue that Chen Fuxue was unconscious due to the attack of cold poison that night, he would probably regret it to death.
This topic came to an end for the time being, and Shen Fuxue was still peeling lychees seriously.
Yuchi Xianyue saw it and asked, "Master, do you like this?"
Chen Fuxue frowned and shook his head. He didn't like these sweet and troublesome things.
Moreover, I don’t like to hear the word “Master” from other people.
He looked up at Ling Fuying, who was looking at the koi swimming in the pond with boredom.
As she watched, Fu Ying felt that everything was boring. She planned to go home, "Master, you guys have a good chat. I'll be leaving first."
Chen Fuxue wanted to keep her, but she had already left, leaving only her beautiful figure.
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Ling Fuying, who was taking a bath, heard the maid calling the word "Domain Lord" and Yuchi Xianyue came.
She was about to put on her clothes and get up, but she thought he would not come in, so she sat back down.
When she went out, Yuchi Xianyue was lying on her bed, sleeping on her pillow and covered with her floral quilt.
She had already thrown the wedding quilt three miles away, and there was no sign of a newlywed couple in the room.
Yuchi Xianyue looked at her with clear eyes. His clothes were slightly loose, and his firm chest with distinct muscles could be seen faintly. "Madam, it's getting late. Let's go to bed."
“…”
Ling Fuying really wanted to throw the bed and the person out.
She really didn't have the mood to flatter him anymore. Talking to him occasionally was like punching cotton. Especially since this man always looked like a gentleman, always calm and composed, no matter whether she was angry or happy.
When facing such a person, she needs to be calmer.
"Yuchi Xianyue, you and I are married. I won't interfere with your life, and you won't interfere with mine. I won't mention divorce, but I want to be able to enter and leave the Territory Lord's Mansion freely."
She took a step back and waited until his guard was relaxed before making any plans.
"You and I are husband and wife, so I won't restrict you." He took out the token with the name "Yuchi" printed on it that Ling Fuying had thrown away, and said, "Madam, please keep it safe this time."
"As the mistress of the Territory Lord's Mansion, don't I have my own token?"
Yuchi Xianyue smiled but said nothing.
My plan failed, but having this token is still good, it is better than having nothing at all.
She put the token in her pocket and glanced at the rather leisurely Yuchi Xianyue. If she severed her relationship with Zheyuan Palace and was no longer the second lady of Zheyuan Palace, she wondered if he would let her leave.
Now, various forces are checking and balancing each other. The Zheyuan Palace in charge of the Southern Region and Yuchi Xianyue in charge of the Three Thousand Regions have joined forces, and no one knows what they are planning to do.
Anyway, her stepbrother is very ambitious and not a good person. These two people definitely have ulterior motives.
The book mentioned that they planned to annex other forces, the long-cold Daluo Continent, and Yingzhou to the north of the Boundless Sea. However, she did not know the plot of the second half of the book, nor did she know whether they succeeded.
"I want to rest." The meaning of driving her away in Ling Fuying's words was obvious. It would be better for her to die than to let her sleep on the same bed with Yuchi Xianyue.
Thinking of her past infatuation with Yuchi Xianyue, she felt even more angry. It was all because of the overpowering aura of him as the son of destiny.
Yuchi Xianyue leaned in and looked at the empty seat beside him, the meaning was self-evident.
"You and I are married for a purpose, there's no love involved. You don't have to pretend to be affectionate with me. Ling Huaixu can't see it anyway."
"Speaking of my brother, he must have believed the rumors and misunderstood us, so he wrote a letter to inquire about us. I thought that since we're newly married now, maybe we could choose a day to go back and reassure him. What do you say?"
Ling Fuying didn't want to go back, nor did she want to see Ling Huaixu's harsh face. However, if she left the sphere of influence of the Three Thousand Realms, she would have a better chance of escaping. In other places, Yuchi Xianyue couldn't think of covering the sky with one hand.
She readily agreed, "Okay."
He tried his best to suppress the excitement on his face and acted casually.
Yuchi Xianyue looked at her carefully and found it funny. She was too easy to understand. She thought she had hidden it well, but in fact, she had already been exposed.
She was still so confident that even though she knew what Ling Fuying was thinking, Yuchi Xianyue didn't mind going along with her wishes.
Because he was confident enough and never thought that Fu Ying could escape from his palm.
Yuchi Xianyue, who has always been able to get whatever he wants since childhood, has never tasted the bitterness of defeat.
He is the victor who is high above everyone else. Favored by heaven, he only needs to beckon his finger, and everyone will kneel down at his knees like dogs, just like those servants who crawl through dog holes to please him.
Although he has lost interest in this now and feels even more bored with a life without any novelty, he has long accepted the crawling of others with peace of mind.
If Ling Fuying knew his arrogant thoughts, he would definitely want to spit at him to death. According to the system, this man is really too narcissistic.
The two of them were in a stalemate beside the bed. Yuchi Xianyue had already taken a shower, with his long hair draped over his shoulders. He closed his eyes comfortably and prepared to go to sleep.
At this time, he never thought that one day he would become the begging dog in his mouth.
Ling Fuying simply climbed onto the bed, stepped over him, and kicked him under the bed.
She used all her strength, and Yuchi Xianyue was completely defenseless. He never thought that Ling Fuying would actually kick him down. He looked at her blankly, holding the small floral quilt.
He ordered Fu Ying to throw the mattress and pillow he had slept on him, then he took out a new set of bedding, spread it out with a spell, and lay down to sleep.
Yuchi Xianyue looked at her for a long time without moving. When he tilted his head, the dark green tassels on his earrings swayed. He stood up and walked behind Ling Fuying.
I originally thought it was to attract his attention, but after spending these two days together, I discovered.
She seemed genuinely indifferent to him.
His expression was slightly tense, but he quickly returned to his usual calmness.
It doesn't matter, he doesn't care.
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Chen Fuxue returned to Chuji Palace and sat upright on the lotus platform, with her black and white interwoven hems stacked up, as cold as snow.
I practiced as usual, but I just couldn't calm down. That pink figure kept popping up in my mind.
He took out the white jade beads in his hand. There were more than one. He also found many in other places.
The girl's body temperature was long gone from it, but her scent still lingered, a sweetness completely different from his.
He looked at it carefully, and the round and delicate touch seemed to have been held in her palm, or perhaps even kept close to her body.
He also held the jade beads in his hand when he fell asleep, but in the middle of the night he opened his moist eyes, gasping for breath, and his eyes were no longer indifferent as before.
His chest heaved violently, and he moved his fingers gently. The white bead was still in his hand, and his pupils finally focused. However, he was the only one in the huge bedroom.
It’s a dream…
The dream was too long and too short.
Why is it a dream...
The girl suddenly walked towards him, leaned over to him with a smile, and called "Master" in his ear.
His eyelashes trembled violently, Chen Fuxue pursed his lips, and curled up his body in exhaustion.
While panting, he slowly put the bead into the root of his tongue.
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