Chapter 92 Chapter 92
Ling Fuying was speechless. Her mind was split into two. One side felt absurd, while the other side felt strangely happy. All this was actually caused by Ling Zhouci.
She covered her face.
Ling Zhouci wanted to look at her and pulled her hand away, even though he was actually struggling and even overexerting himself. His body was just beginning to recover and it shouldn't be like this, but he had lost all his rationality and just wanted to do his best.
Ling Fuying didn't want to answer him at all. She looked at the starry sky above her head and heard Ling Zhouci's weak voice in her ears, which kept asking her about her feelings.
Before they knew it, it was late at night, with insects chirping in the air. Ling Zhouci trembled as she hugged Ling Fuying's neck tightly, rubbing her ears and repeating her name.
Young boys and girls of the same age hugged each other in the sea of flowers under the moon, their moon-white gowns and goose-yellow skirts intertwined, which was warm and dreamy.
Ling Fuying finally regained some of his sanity, but when he was about to push him away, Ling Zhouci leaned over again.
Ling Fuying:?
Does he really want to continue to commit suicide?
Could he please take care of his fragile body?
Ling Zhouci's face was a little pale, but the joy in his brows could not be concealed. He lifted Ling Fuying's skirt with one hand and continued.
Ling Fuying was really scared this time, afraid that he would kill himself, "Ling Zhouci, calm down."
Can't calm down at all.
Ling Zhouci finally got this opportunity, how could he let it go easily? He wanted to make Fu Ying never forget him.
He even took out the Strengthening Pill in the middle of the process, and the pill melted in his mouth, keeping his body in the best condition.
But even so, his best condition was not as good as that of an ordinary healthy person. He felt inferior but excited, lost but happy. The interweaving of various emotions had already made his eyes red. He didn't know whether the tears were of excitement or sadness, but they rolled down and were passed into Ling Fuying's mouth.
Finally, he hugged Ling Fuying's trembling body tightly, laughing so hard that tears came out, "Ling Fuying, you are very happy too, right?"
Fortunately, with his body like this, he could still please her.
Ling Fuying felt that he was crazy and she was crazy too. She couldn't count how many times she had been messed up by him.
Ling Zhouci finally stopped when he could no longer move; his body had reached its limit.
Ling Fuying was in a daze and found that he suddenly stopped moving. She was so scared that she sniffed his breath and guessed that he just fainted.
She didn't dare to look at this place. She didn't expect Ling Zhouci to be so weak, but so good in that aspect. She must have been kicked in the head by a donkey, so she didn't kick him away.
Compared with Chen Fuxue and Yuchi Xianyue, Ling Zhouci's advantage is that although she is not as physically strong as them, she pays special attention to her feelings. Chen Fuxue and Yuchi Xianyue are too suffocating to her, and she can't hide or escape from them.
Ling Fuying used the teleportation talisman and teleported back to the bamboo building with Ling Zhouci. After using threats and inducements, he finally got him to sleep.
Ling Fuying looked at the light blue floral mud on her hands. The more she looked, the more she felt something was wrong. How could she be so bewildered by male beauty that she didn't even let a sick person go? She washed her body in annoyance.
She didn't want to think about it anymore. Although she didn't exert much effort, she was still exhausted. She fell on the bed but was not sleepy. She tossed and turned, then got up and went back to the spiritual spring.
【System, restore this piece of land.】
Another male guest was successfully won over. How could the system fail to fulfill such a small requirement?
【Hello host! 】
In the blink of an eye, the flowers in front of him returned to their original state, and Fu Ying had to perform several cleansing spells before leaving.
The next day, Ling Zhouci was still not awake, which made Fu Ying a little worried. He must have exhausted himself last night. Could he have died of exhaustion?
She didn't care about anything else and was about to go find the Valley Master when she heard a groan. When she was about to leave, Ling Zhouci tightly grasped her wrist and said in a weak voice, "Don't go."
Ling Fuying turned around. His face was pale and his eyes were barely open, as if all his strength was used to hold her and not let her leave.
"Ling Fuying, don't go."
This fragile look made Ling Fuying feel pity for him, even though he had brought it upon himself last night.
"How do you feel? Do you want me to ask the Valley Master to come over?"
Ling Zhouci blushed and said, "No."
If he came over, wouldn't he know everything? Although Ling Zhouci had already thrown away his shame when facing Ling Fuying last night, he couldn't accept being looked at differently by others.
If he told others that he had become seriously ill due to what he did, Ling Fuying would definitely laugh at him, although perhaps she was already secretly mocking him in her heart.
"I'm not." Ling Zhouci was afraid that Fu Ying would look at him like that.
"Not what?" Ling Fuying didn't quite understand what his incoherent words meant.
He wanted to say that he could do it.
"You are also going to get acupuncture today, why don't I ask the Valley Master to come over?"
Ling Zhouci was not in good health today, and Fu Ying was afraid that if he got up, his condition would worsen.
"I'll go by myself." Even if he went, he would definitely not let the Valley Master take his pulse this time. He would just give him acupuncture, otherwise it would be so embarrassing.
"Can you really?" Ling Zhouci couldn't stand Fu Ying's suspicious look. It was obvious that her eyes were red and she shed tears last night, and she held his sleeves tightly.
"I can."
Ling Zhouci had indeed exhausted himself, and his body was shaky when he stood up. He looked at Ling Fuying with a red face, but quickly lowered his eyes, "Or... you can help me."
Why didn't he take advantage of such a good opportunity? He would be out of the valley soon. Ling Zhouci leaned on Ling Fuying's warm and soft body, feeling satisfied.
Ling Zhouci went to see Ling Fuying from time to time. Now it was daytime and he had regained his sanity. He was full of joy and shyness. It was obvious that Ling Fuying did not react much to this and could not tell at all that they had done the most intimate thing last night.
Ling Zhouci felt a huge psychological gap, but she couldn't ask for too much, so she lowered her eyes to hide the disappointment in them.
In fact, Ling Fuying was not as calm as he imagined. Although she had indeed seen countless men, she was still embarrassed when she thought of Ling Zhouci's body. She just looked calm.
Ling Zhouci was particularly nervous when giving acupuncture that day, because the boy looked unhappy, the Valley Master already knew what was going on without any need for diagnosis.
Just as he was about to take his pulse, Ling Zhouci refused. Then he changed his mind and understood.
Although he is weak, he is at the age when his energy and vitality are full. It is normal and it is okay to do it occasionally, but don't indulge in it. If you do it too much, it will be tantamount to seeking death.
So the Valley Master had to say, "Young Master, you should be more restrained. These are nourishing pills. You need to take one pill every day."
Ling Zhouci blushed.
"Young Master, there's no need to be like this. Emotions and desires are normal."
Although he is weak, he is still a human being. There is nothing to be ashamed of.
"But you still need to exercise restraint in the near future."
Ling Zhouci felt ashamed, but was also grateful that he didn't show any strange expression.
So, when Ling Fuying saw Ling Zhouci, his expression was stiff and he almost didn't dare to look at her.
"The Valley Master said that this is the last acupuncture session. After soaking in the spiritual spring today, I need to take medicine and rest. There is no need to stay in the valley any longer."
Ling Zhouci felt depressed when he talked about this. He didn't want to leave and wished he could stay here forever.
Fu Ying didn't know whether he heard what he said last night, but seeing her look as if nothing had happened, she either really didn't hear or forgot, or she was avoiding the topic.
He would rather be the former.
After hesitating and struggling for a while, Ling Zhouci couldn't help but ask, "Ling Fuying, do you have someone you like?"
Why was she asking this for no reason? Fu Ying shook her head and said she didn't.
"really?"
"Why would I lie to you?" She didn't have the time to lie. If she had to say who she liked the most, it would naturally be herself. She couldn't possibly like these guys who were all a little sick.
Just sleep with her, she'd be crazy to invest her feelings in him.
Ling Zhouci felt relieved after getting Ling Fuying's answer. If she didn't like them all, he had nothing to be sad about.
As long as she hasn't found someone she likes, he will always have a chance. Didn't she get married to Yuchi Xianyue and divorced? She didn't even like someone like Chen Fuxue. It must be difficult for her to find someone who could make her heart beat.
I don’t know whether this is good news or bad news.
There were no more accidents this time when soaking in the spiritual spring. Ling Zhouci's cheeks turned red because the medicinal power stimulated the accumulated disease in his body, causing unbearable pain. At this time, his body was still trembling slightly, and almost his entire body was leaning on Ling Fuying.
But when they returned to the bamboo building, they saw two people standing in front of the building.
It was Chen Fuxue and Ling Huaixu. They all looked at the boy and girl who were behaving ambiguously. From a distance, they looked like a perfect couple.
The atmosphere instantly froze, and two pairs of gazes shot straight at Ling Zhouci and Ling Fuying who were walking towards them like sharp swords.
Ling Zhouci's clothes were thin and slightly messy, and his expression made it easy for people to make associations, especially since he was so close to Ling Fuying at this time.
Chen Fuxue and Ling Huaixu strode forward, almost simultaneously trying to pull Ling Zhouci away from Ling Fuying. Ling Fuying held Ling Zhouci tightly, "Why are you here?"
"If I hadn't come, you and him..." Ling Huaixu stopped talking in time. Seeing Ling Fuying holding Ling Zhouci's arm tightly, Ling Huaixu laughed angrily, "What do you mean by this?"
Ling Huaixu always had the ability to provoke her anger, "Excuse me, what does this have to do with you?"
Seeing that the conflict between the two was about to break out, Shen Fuxue said softly: "Xiaoman, don't be angry, we just came here because we were worried about you."
He looked like an immortal, his body as pure as snow, which made people's anger subside by three points, calmed Fu Ying down a little, and he had no intention of arguing with Ling Huaixu.
Although Chen Fuxue really wanted to ask her why she left him again, he knew that Ling Fuying was not happy at the moment, so he could only look for the next opportunity.
Ling Huaixu didn't understand what Chen Fuxue said. Usually, Chen Fuxue was cold and lifeless, but now he spoke to Ling Fuying in such a tone, which completely changed his arrogant look.
The more Huaixu thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, and his uneasiness grew deeper and deeper.
She heard Ling Zhouci's low panting sound in her ears, and her body close to Ling Fuying's arm was also trembling. She knew that Ling Zhouci was not having a good time now. Compared with the aggressive Ling Huaixu in front of her, Ling Zhouci looked much more pitiful.
She pushed Ling Huaixu aside, supported Ling Zhouci and was about to walk into the building, but Ling Huaixu grabbed her arm tightly.
"Ling Huaixu, are you sick?" Ling Fuying could no longer bear it.
Ling Huaixu was so angry that he sneered, "I'm sick? Ling Fuying, you say I'm sick?"
He is very ill, with holes in his head.
The two were on the verge of a fight, and Ling Zhouci also felt something was wrong. As Ling Huaixu was Ling Fuying's brother, although it was normal for him to be angry when he saw his sister behaving intimately with him, he would never be so furious, not to mention that there was no so-called blood relationship between them.
Chen Fuxue spoke up, "Xiaoman, why don't I help him, and you can just rest on the side."
Ling Huaixu and Ling Zhouci:? ?
If Ling Huaixu still doesn't know Chen Fuxue's dirty thoughts at this time, he has lived in vain for so many years.
Master-disciple love is considered a taboo, yet Chen Fuxue does it so openly.
No wonder he always follows Ling Fuying. Wherever she goes, he follows. He originally thought it was a coincidence, but now it seems that he had a plan in mind.
Ling Huaixu didn't even know when the two of them had a quarrel right under his nose.
Ling Fuying and Fu Lingzhouci were also a little tired, and Ling Huaixu blocked their way again, thinking of giving it to Chen Fuxue.
But poor Zhou Ci held her sleeve tightly, as if the snow covering her body was a monster.
"I can just sit in a wheelchair." Ling Zhouci took out a wheelchair from the mustard seed bag.
Ling Huaixu did not give up, as he was still brooding over Ling Zhouci's expression.
"You go in first." Ling Fuying said to Ling Zhouci.
He looked at Ling Fuying and left under Ling Huaixu's gloomy gaze.
"Are you done yet?" Impatience flashed across Ling Fuying's face.
"What's going on between you and that sickly guy? Ling Fuying, don't tell me you've fallen for this guy again."
Yuchi Xianyue hasn't been dealt with yet, and now Ling Zhouci has come, no, maybe there's also Chen Fuxue, which gives Huaixu a splitting headache and he wishes he could tear Ling Fuying to pieces.
"Are you done yet? Ling Zhouci needs to soak in the spiritual spring every day to recuperate his body. He just came out of the bath, and I can't even help him up?" Ling Fuying didn't want to argue with him, so he went into the house after saying that.
He was skeptical, so what was going on between them wasn't what he thought? But Ling Zhouci's pretentious attitude definitely had some ill intentions.
Ling Huaixu gradually regained his composure and turned to look at Chen Fuxue. Their eyes met, but Chen Fuxue didn't take him seriously at all. She followed Ling Fuying without looking around.
After entering the house, the atmosphere was even more depressing. Ling Zhouci had already returned to her room to rest, leaving Ling Fuying alone.
Chen Fuxue suppressed the many questions and anxieties in his heart, "Xiaoman, how long do we need to stay here?"
"If nothing unexpected happens, we can leave tomorrow."
However, everything is based on the premise that she obtains the Seven-Leaf Glaze Grass, so the specific time cannot be determined.
"So this time, are you heading to Dajue Zen Temple?"
As soon as Ling Huaixu entered the door, he heard what Chen Fuxue said. Ling Fuying had said before that he was leaving, but he didn't say where he was going. It turned out that he was going to Dajue Temple.
He suddenly remembered that Xuan Min came from Dajue Zen Temple.
"What are you doing at Dajue Temple?" Ling Huaixu asked sharply.
Ling Fuying didn't want to pay attention to him.
"I'm going to rest. You guys make your own arrangements and don't bother me." Ling Fuying went back to his room and closed the door in one go.
She didn't want to pay attention to what happened between them. She tried to contact Yuling, but still no response.
[System, will you always follow me? ]
[No, once you completely defeat the protagonists, the system will have completed its mission and will be retired.]
What if I never get it? After all, she'd only been trying to escape her fate as cannon fodder, and had never considered doing this so-called strategy quest.
If she really conquered him, would she be forced to live with these people? Ling Huaixu alone was enough to annoy her now, and if they really lived together, it would cause chaos.
One, two, three, four... five. No, excluding Xuan Min, there are four of them in total. How can we stay quiet? We have to mediate between them every day.
[Host, you have to believe in yourself. Look, isn't this a good situation now?] The system originally had no expectations, but by chance, everything started to get better. Although it was a little different from what it had imagined, it wasn't a big problem.
Unable to convince it, Fu Ying didn't want to ask any more questions and continued to practice. She looked inward at her Dantian and saw a ball of faint blue fire burning. It was easy to ignore if you didn't look carefully, but this seemingly ordinary fire was her most powerful weapon.
But she still couldn't unleash its full power, and everything still needed to wait for the Nine Tribulations Jade to recover.
Seven-leaf glasswort is crucial.
Ling Fuying practiced until night. During this time, Chen Fuxue and Ling Huaixu did not come to bother her. After finishing her practice, she lay down and fell asleep as usual.
But she didn't feel sleepy tonight, so she took out the pottery jar and placed it on the bedside. Tonight it exuded a faint fruity fragrance, which made her feel relaxed. This thing had a significant sleeping effect and she fell asleep very quickly.
In the middle of the night, Ling Huaixu quietly entered Ling Fuying's room. He leaned over and looked at the sleeping Ling Fuying, his eyes flickering.
She looked peaceful and well-behaved as she slept, without any trace of the impatience she had when competing with him during the day.
Smelling the faint fragrance in the room, Huai Xu's depression gradually dissipated. Why should he do this? It would only push her further away.
Ling Huaixu couldn't help but recall the feeling of sleeping on the same bed with Ling Fuying. He couldn't forget it, and it had replayed in countless dreams. He struggled internally, and finally decided to leave, but his mind gradually became dull, the figure in front of him became increasingly blurry, and soon he lost consciousness.
Not long after he lay down, Shen Fuxue appeared outside the door again. Xiaoman said that if he wanted to find her, he would knock on the door, but it was already late at night and he would definitely wake her up.
Chen Fuxue teleported to Ling Fuying's room, her pupils suddenly shrank. Ling Fuying was not the only one on the bed. She was lying on her side with a man lying behind her. This man was clearly Ling Huaixu.
Chen Fuxue's expression was as cold as ice, almost freezing the air. Even though he didn't understand worldly rules, he knew that brothers and sisters should never sleep in the same bed.
Ling Huaixu and Xiaoman...
The moment his face darkened, the water around him instantly froze into ice and the air seemed to be about to crack.
Chen Fuxue stepped forward and was about to grab Ling Huaixu's neck and knock him over, but his steps staggered. He held his forehead to try to wake himself up, but found that he was unable to resist.
While Chen Fuxue was still conscious, he forced himself to turn around and walk to Ling Fuying. He leaned over and hugged her, ready to leave. At least before he fainted, he would never let her sleep on the same bed with Ling Huaixu.
But just as she leaned over and hugged her waist, he fell into a deep sleep.
…
Fuying felt hot on his back and cold on his chest, so he leaned back subconsciously.
But the ice seemed to have grown hands and feet, holding her tightly, and she could not move forward or backward.
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