Chapter 89 Chapter 89 He did it on purpose
Ling Huaixu approached Ling Fuying. The traces he discovered yesterday had faded, but her reaction was obviously suspicious.
At that moment, all my thoughts flooded into my mind. "Did you go see Yuchi Xianyue again?"
Ling Fuying rolled her eyes. It was terrible to be misunderstood as having an affair with Yuchi Xianyue. It would be worse if he knew that she had gone to Chen Fuxue Cave.
"Ling Huaixu, I didn't go looking for him. How many times do I have to tell you this? Also, don't you think you're meddling too much?"
He was just worried that they would reconcile and abandon him to return to the Three Thousand Realms, but his pride prevented him from saying such words, and from revealing his distraught side in front of her, so he could only question her in this way.
"As the second daughter of Zheyuan Palace, why can't I take care of you? Besides, you've already divorced Yuchi Xianyue."
After all the talk, Ling Huaixu always turned the topic to Yuchi Xianyue.
"You always mention Yuchi Xianyue. Could it be that you like him?"
Ling Huaixu thought he had misheard. Ling Fuying said he liked Yuchi Xianyue? How ridiculous was this? Besides, he was a man. Ling Fuying was really confused. If she liked Yuchi Xianyue, did everyone have to like him?
It's ridiculous.
"If you think I'm getting in your way, I'll leave tomorrow and never show up at Zheyuan Palace again. You don't need to worry about me bringing discredit to Zheyuan Palace."
"Say that again?" Ling Huaixu's tone darkened, as all the accumulated emotions were ignited by her words that she wanted to leave.
Ling Fuying was still somewhat intimidated by him, especially with his sullen expression. He gritted his teeth and said, "If you're truly dissatisfied, I can publicly announce that I'm severing ties with Zheyuan Palace. You go your way, and I go mine. You'll no longer be my brother in name only."
At this time, Ling Huaixu had fallen silent, staring at her, as if he wanted to stare a hole in her body.
Ling Fuying couldn't stay with him any longer and began to order him to leave, "You leave."
Before she could continue, the tall man in front of her pushed her to sit on the low couch by the window. She stood up in a panic, but he held her hands tightly. The scene of yesterday flashed before her eyes, and she felt even more uneasy.
Ling Huaixu pinched her chin with one hand, "Ling Fuying, are you going to leave again?"
Ling Huaixu's broad chest pressed against her, and his aggressive aura permeated every pore, causing Fu Ying to hold her breath. "I said I want..."
The rest of the words were lost in Ling Huaixu's mouth. He pinched her cheeks and she opened her mouth to welcome his kiss.
The shock of Ling Fuying finding out that her husband was a homosexual was far less than the shock of Ling Huaixu kissing her. Her eyelashes trembled violently.
At first he was very tough, just trying to stop her from saying hurtful words, but gradually he softened his actions, just like what happened yesterday. But he made rapid progress today, and soon found that the girl under his palm had softened.
After being released by Ling Huaixu, she looked at him breathlessly, obviously still in shock and unable to recover.
After she came to her senses, she pushed him away, but was deeply hurt by Ling Huaixu's words, "Xiaoman, you didn't act that annoying. You were clearly actively accepting me just now."
Ling Fuying didn't dare to think about the meaning of Ling Huaixu's words, "You're talking nonsense, I didn't do that!"
"Then what is this?" Ling Huaixu stretched out his bony fingers, which were stained with shiny water stains.
It made Fu Ying's brain explode.
She was trembling and couldn't speak at all.
"Could it be that you have been coveting me for a long time?" Ling Huaixu chuckled, and even the bad mood that she might have been hanging out with Yuchi Xianyue this morning dissipated a little.
"You're dreaming!"
Ling Huaixu did not argue with her anymore. Instead, he held her waist, hugged her and sat her on his lap. He lowered his head to look at her, then gritted his teeth and loosened his clothes, looking as if he was ready to be picked.
Beneath the disheveled collar, one could see his undulating chest muscles, his frequently rolling Adam's apple, and his jawline, as clear as if carved with a knife.
Even at this moment, he was filled with the noble aura of a superior, which was extremely inconsistent with his actions and expressions, causing Fu Ying to be greatly shocked by the scene before him.
I even had the urge to reach out and touch him. I had been a little moved by his body when I was young and ignorant. After all, I have always been curious about it, especially after reading some miscellaneous books.
But she never had the chance to touch him, and she didn't have the courage to do anything to Ling Huaixu, especially since their relationship was so awkward. If it got out, she would be too ashamed to face anyone.
In her previous life, the first man she touched was Yuchi Xianyue, but he was not good enough, which made her extremely disappointed. In this life, it was Chen Fuxue. Although the man's body was similar, he felt different to the touch and looked different too.
Seeing her intention, he ordered Huai Xu to hold her wrist and tie it to the jade belt around his waist.
It was almost untied, so Fu Ying retracted his hand as if he was burned.
Ling Huaixu could naturally sense her retreat and simply untied his belt himself. However, as he was taking off his clothes, Ling Fuying quickly covered his eyes and said, "You are shameless in broad daylight, Ling Huaixu."
Only then did he realize that he was still by the window and someone might pass by at any time. He still couldn't let go. His face turned red and even his chest was faintly pink.
Yes, I am shameless and it was me who seduced you, Ling Huaixu said silently in his heart.
But if he were asked to say such words in front of Ling Fuying, it would be tantamount to tearing his former image to pieces. He has always been the one disciplining Ling Fuying, so how could he say such words so easily?
Ling Huaixu simply couldn't stand Ling Fuying's strange look.
He warned her to stay away from Yuchi Xianyue before letting her go and leaving in a hurry.
He almost bumped into the door frame when he left, and secretly regretted it before leaving quickly.
Before stepping out of the room, he turned back and said to Ling Fuying fiercely, "Don't even think about leaving Zheyuan Palace."
Ling Fuying turned a deaf ear to his words. The square table on the couch was overturned by the noise made by the two of them, so she started to put it in place.
She really wanted to know what Ling Huaixu meant by this action, but she didn't dare to ask.
No one has taken the initiative to break this window paper.
Ling Fuying had a headache and fell on the bed. It was bad enough that he was worried about Yuchi Xianyue before, but now there was Ling Huaixu.
She had already dealt with the divorce with Yuchi Xianyue, but Ling Huaixu's behavior was so strange. It seemed that she had to leave Zheyuan Palace as soon as possible and go to Dajue Temple.
But she discovered a problem, that is, Yuchi Xianyue had reshaped his body and was no longer a ghost, and Dajue Temple was no longer an obstacle to him.
However, I have already promised Xuan Min, so it’s okay to go.
Xuan Min had already seen Ling Fuying coming outside the house through the lattice window, and he stood up to greet him.
The moment he saw her, a smile appeared on his face, "Donor, you are here."
He spent the rest of the time practicing, and just now he thought of her for some reason. He turned his head to look out the window, but he didn't expect to see her figure. She came in the sunshine, and the whole world was bright in an instant.
"Master, I came here to talk to you about when we will set off for Dajue Zen Temple."
"Donor, I am available anytime."
"Well... is there any other place you want to go?" Ling Fuying took this opportunity to let Xuan Min have a good stroll around.
Xuan Min never took the initiative to say what he liked or what he wanted to do, which made Fu Ying sometimes unable to guess his thoughts. But as a monk, his practice was to be neither sad nor happy, so how could he have his own preferences? Even looking at different scenes should not make much difference in his eyes.
So what he said that day should be based on facts and have no other meaning.
"The donor will arrange it."
Ling Fuying nodded.
"Donor, what are you worried about?" Xuan Min asked proactively.
She couldn't mention what was bothering her to Xuan Min, so she just shook her head.
"There is always a solution to all troubles. If not now, then in the near future. Donor, please relax."
Ling Fuying thought the same thing. It was useless to think too much, it would only add to his troubles. It would be better to use this time to do something else.
"Donor." Xuan Min called her softly.
Ling Fuying came back to his senses, but met Xuan Min's deep eyes. All the sounds around him faded away. His fingers clenched subconsciously, and he pinched his sleeve unconsciously.
Xuan Min poured her a cup of tea and handed it to her, asking Fu Ying to take it. When she accidentally touched his fingers that were hot from the tea, she realized that he only needed to put it in front of her and there was no need to take it.
But it would seem strange to withdraw her hand at this time, so she could only bite the bullet and move her fingers, trying not to touch Xuan Min, but he held her hand tightly and did not let go.
Ling Fuying raised his eyes to look at him.
There was not much expression on his face, he just looked at her, but this look on Xuan Min's face, which was always gentle, made her a little nervous. "Mage?"
As she spoke, she withdrew her hand, but was held by his other hand. His calloused fingertips gently rubbed her palm, causing a subtle itch.
He leaned closer to her, causing Fu Ying's breathing to become slightly disordered. Xuan Min was very close to her, and the scent of incense and candles on his body filled her nose, causing her body to freeze.
But he stopped, released her, and put the teacup in her hands.
This made Fu Ying's tense mood relax slightly.
After talking with Xuan Min for a while, Ling Fuying finished a cup of tea and left.
Leaving there, her burning body temperature blown away by the wind, she walked aimlessly on the road.
The places she often went to before were taverns or theaters. It was always inappropriate to take Xuan Min there, so she put it aside for the time being.
She had no idea what the situation was with Yuchi Xianyue.
She took a walk around the market where her disciples were trading, and took a look to see if there were any rare items.
Here you can see medicinal herbs, elixirs, and even scrap metal. You can also see the inner elixirs of low-level monsters. The sour, astringent, and bitter smells are overwhelming. The things sold here are so diverse that they inevitably have some smell, but it is not a foul smell. Everyone has long been accustomed to it.
It was extremely lively here, with the voices of disciples bargaining and chatting echoing throughout the market, which was why Fu Ying liked to come here whenever he had nothing to do.
Her appearance caused a huge sensation. Almost everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at her. Many people here knew Ling Fuying well. While wondering if they had been blind before, they started chatting with her, "Junior Sister Ling, do you have anyone you like?"
Ling Fuying glanced at the talisman papers and some medicinal herbs and herbs, "Let me take a look first."
"This is for you." A disciple handed Ling Fuying a small clay pot with a tiny insect in it.
"What is this?" Ling Fuying took it and looked at it carefully, but he didn't know what the function of this insect was. It looked black and only the size of a sesame seed. It was neither interesting nor ornamental.
"I got this little gadget by chance. Don't underestimate it, it's very useful. It can be used to make incense, and the fragrance can calm the mind and help you sleep."
"Then what does it eat?" Ling Fuying asked curiously.
"Eat some fruit juice. Just feed it whatever you want. The most amazing thing is that the scent produced by this tranquilizer will change every once in a while."
"Will the use also change?"
"I don't think so. So far, putting it aside makes me fall asleep much faster, but I haven't noticed any other effects."
Ling Fuying took the insect and smelled it closely, but he didn't smell any fragrance.
"It rests during the day and starts producing fragrance at night. You can smell it later in the day."
Ling Fuying thanked him and prepared to go back with the insect in his pocket.
Meeting Yu Feng who was hurrying along, he hurriedly said, "Miss Ling, our young master is ill."
"Then I'll send someone to get a doctor over."
Yu Feng quickly stopped him, "Young Master, this isn't a serious illness, it just doesn't look good." He hesitated for a moment before saying, "Young Lady, could you go over and take a look?"
She has no medical skills or anything else, so it would be useless for her to go there. However, as the host, she should go there and show some care.
"Then let's go."
Ling Fuying and Yufeng went to the courtyard where Ling Zhouci lived. As soon as they entered, they saw Ling Zhouci leaning on the couch. His face was pale and seemed even uglier than usual.
"Why are you here?" Ling Zhouci looked up at Ling Fuying and asked weakly.
"I heard you were sick."
Ling Zhouci glanced at Yu Feng and said, "It's just a minor illness. I'm used to it."
Hearing the annoyance in his words, Fu Ying, seeing his picturesque face again, felt a certain sympathy. "There's a miraculous doctor in Huichun Valley near Zheyuan Palace who has been in seclusion for over twenty years and has finally emerged. Young Master Lingzhou, why don't you go and let him take a look at you?"
She had heard this news from Senior Brother Lu Heng when she returned to Zheyuan Palace and reminisced about the past. The news that the miracle doctor had come out of seclusion was bound to spread throughout the world of immortal cultivation very quickly. However, there was a rule in Huichun Valley this time: only those with a predestined relationship could enter. Without them, even the entrance would be impossible to find.
Ling Zhouci is also one of the protagonists, perhaps she is the destined one.
Yu Feng was overjoyed when he heard this, "Young Master, let's go and give it a try."
But compared to his expectations, Ling Zhouci looked calm without any other emotions. He had tried everything he could over the years, but without much success. Every time he was full of expectations, it ended up being in vain.
However, he was still unwilling to give up and had no expectations of being cured after going there.
"Can you go with me?" Ling Zhouci couldn't help but ask.
His eyes, which seemed to be covered with rain and mist, looked at Ling Fuying, making it impossible to refuse.
"It shouldn't take long."
She had heard of this miracle doctor a long time ago, and it was impossible for Fu Ying not to be curious about the fact that he had finally ended his retreat. She didn't know where to take Xuan Min for a stroll, so why not go to Huichun Valley?
In the past, it only took about half a day. If everything goes well, it can be done within three days, and it is also fine to go to Dajue Temple then.
"I need to ask Master Xuan Min first."
Ling Zhouci's mood plummeted when he heard this. His face turned extremely pale and ugly. He covered his lips and coughed continuously. His thin body, shrouded in a moon-white robe, was almost tottering.
Fu Ying was at a loss as to what to do. The man's condition seemed to be even more serious. There was blood at the corners of his lips, and he looked weak and frail.
When she got back, she went to ask Xuan Min, but she actually knew that Xuan Min would not refuse. He was a compassionate monk. As long as she did not make any requests that were too excessive and violated human ethics, Xuan Min would not refuse.
Before going to sleep, she fiddled with the small clay pot and placed it on the wooden cabinet beside the bed. It was already dark at this time. After taking a bath, she stood beside the clay pot and smelled a faint sweet smell, a bit like the candy she had eaten.
It didn't take long for her to feel sleepy. She didn't even know when she fell asleep. She had only fallen asleep so quickly as a child.
Ling Huaixu came quietly late at night. He stood in front of the bed and looked at Ling Fuying who was sleeping soundly. His eyes swept across her exposed wrists, neck and cheeks unscrupulously.
He pursed his lips and finally lifted her quilt gently. Her fragrance and body temperature hit her face, and the coldness penetrated her. She shrank her neck and subconsciously reached out to grab the quilt, but Ling Huaixu held her wrist. He was carefully examining the marks on her body.
After a slight hesitation, he decisively lifted her long hair. Seeing her flawless white skin, he felt relieved, but he did not stop. Instead, he continued to check other places.
If you see him, you will definitely feel uncomfortable, but if you don't check, he will be tortured by repeated suspicions.
She was only wearing a thin cotton silk long skirt, and her naked back could be vaguely seen. Huai Xu did not dare to look at the front, but lifted her skirt with trembling fingers to look at her back, but saw obvious finger marks on her waist.
His fingers, which were gripping Ling Fuying's wrist, turned white, and he quickly let go after hearing a soft moan.
She smacked her lips, and continued to sleep with a pure and carefree look on her face, leaving Ling Huaixu alone in a state of crazy jealousy.
Yuchi holds the moon!
Ling Huaixu hated him immensely. The fingerprints were clearly left only a short time ago. Was it because they had cleared away the traces in this room too thoroughly, or were they secretly doing something else somewhere else...
He didn't dare to think about it any further, for he was afraid that he would do something extreme.
Ling Huaixu felt sleepy despite his hatred, and it was too late for him to leave.
His consciousness quickly left him, and Ling Huaixu's body shook. He didn't know when he was lying next to Ling Fuying, with his hand even on her waist.
Because it was cold at night, Ling Fuying spontaneously looked for a source of heat. He turned to face Ling Huaixu, who was also fast asleep, and snuggled into his arms.
But this was not enough. She opened his clothes and got inside, pressed against his naked chest. She used his sleeves to cover herself, and then she hugged the man's waist and fell asleep peacefully.
"ah!"
Ling Fuying woke up and let out a scream.
She wanted to push away, but the man's arms held her tightly.
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