Chapter 134
Their eyes met, each filled with the same emotion. In this intimate embrace, their body heat mingled through their clothes, and their heartbeats gradually synchronized.
Yin Qiu's eyes were half-open, her upturned outer corners hooked with long, curled eyelashes, partially concealing the unspoken glint in her eyes. She could clearly hear her own heartbeat, and the chaotic breath she tried to suppress but couldn't. Her lips felt hot and itchy, and she didn't know where the impulse came from, but she wanted to bite Man Jiangxue's pale fingertips. But she didn't dare to do it. She could only follow her body's instinct and bite her lower lip, which had become dry from Man Jiangxue's caress.
Man Jiangxue's fingers curled slightly, and her eyes darkened when she saw Yin Qiu's movements. A voice in her heart urged and stirred her. She appeared calm on the surface, but inside she was experiencing howling winds and surging waves.
The person in my arms felt even hotter.
Meeting those mesmerizing and captivating eyes, countless thoughts flashed through Man Jiangxue's mind. She had never seen Yin Qiu like this before, nor had she ever imagined that such an expression would appear on Yin Qiu's face. She saw a completely new side of Yin Qiu, a side that she could never have imagined in the past.
How can she be so likable?
Following her inner guidance, Man Jiangxue carefully observed Yin Qiu's expression and slowly lowered her head. Just as their noses were touching and their lips were almost touching, Man Jiangxue suddenly stopped burying her head.
She didn't forget to ask Yin Qiu's opinion, and softly asked, "Can I kiss you, Uncle-Master?"
Along with this polite inquiry, "splash!"—more warm spring rain fell instantly, watering the unknown flower bud until it burst into bloom in Yin Qiu's heart.
She looked up at Man Jiangxue, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it would leap out of her throat. Her rapid breathing faltered briefly upon hearing those words. Yin Qiu's mind went completely blank. She stared blankly at Man Jiangxue's face, so close to hers, and stammered, "Yes..."
Having received permission, Man Jiangxue reduced that insignificant distance to nothing. She closed her eyes, removed her hand from Yin Qiu's face, placed it on the back of Yin Qiu's neck, and turned her head to kiss her.
The next moment, their lips gently touched, soft and delicate, spreading an unprecedented and wonderful tactile sensation. Yin Qiu's eyelashes trembled, and her heart pounded like a drum the instant Man Jiangxue's lips pressed against hers.
The faint, sparse fragrance suddenly intensified, enveloping the two in a beautiful and gentle scent.
Everything happened very naturally.
The kisses were delicate and tender, like soft, gentle raindrops, gradually engulfing Yin Qiu. Her breath was hot, her body went limp, but she held Man Jiangxue tightly in her arms.
Man Jiangxue held her in her arms, and what began as intermittent attempts and explorations gradually evolved into a loving caress. She kissed Yin Qiu and felt her. In this intimate moment, she slowly opened her eyes, observing all of Yin Qiu's reactions and changes in expression.
Their lips met, and the ambiguous atmosphere intensified. All the careful attempts to hide were quietly forgotten, replaced only by the surprise and joy of their successful test. Yin Qiu was both flustered and intoxicated. Her tense body gradually relaxed in Man Jiangxue's arms. She was like a pool of water, being wholeheartedly held in Man Jiangxue's hands. She couldn't help but raise her arms and hook them around Man Jiangxue's neck, beginning her awkward response.
Man Jiangxue lowered her body even further to accommodate Yin Qiu, her long hair cascading down her shoulders. The cool strands of hair obscured the two faces as they embraced and kissed, and also blocked the sunlight streaming in from outside. Yin Qiu breathed softly in the suddenly dimmed light. Man Jiangxue tightened her arms, pulling her closer and closer until they were pressed tightly together, almost overlapping.
Finally, Yin Qiu opened her eyes, her face flushed, and had no choice but to tilt her head back. She hurriedly breathed in the fresh air, and when she saw Man Jiangxue's deep, dark eyes, she was startled and flinched away.
Man Jiangxue watched Yin Qiu without revealing her expression. She still appeared calm, as if she hadn't lost her composure because of the kiss with Yin Qiu. No one knew that she was also secretly calming her breathing. She simply maintained the position of holding Yin Qiu and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
Yin Qiu's face flushed crimson, her gaze shifting away with shyness. She gasped for breath, struggling to speak, "I can't breathe..."
Man Jiangxue loosened her grip symbolically: "How about this?"
Yin Qiu was too embarrassed to look at her, and said in a voice barely audible, "I can't stand up..."
Man Jiangxue leaned forward slightly, glanced down, and saw Yin Qiu trying her best to stand on tiptoe to meet her embrace. Man Jiangxue smiled, hugged Yin Qiu, and stepped back to sit on a chair. She then placed Yin Qiu on her lap and asked again, "How about this?"
The white dress and red skirt overlapped, the two colors complementing each other perfectly, like red plum blossoms falling on pure white snow in winter. Yin Qiu broke out in a light sweat, her face flushed from her ears down to her neck. She dared not move, almost whispering, "Much better..."
Man Jiangxue leaned back in her chair, calmly observing Yin Qiu. Yin Qiu's arms were still around her neck, the distance between them still very close. The current posture was still very intimate. They had hugged like this before, but after that kiss just now, everything that had been taken for granted in the past had changed. Whether it was a simple touch or a glance, it was no longer as pure as it used to be. This relationship had ushered in a new beginning, even though it came so unexpectedly, it was also reasonable.
Yin Qiu's face flushed even more under Man Jiangxue's undisguised gaze.
Her heart was suddenly in turmoil, a complex mix of emotions. She was a little stunned and incredulous, never expecting that her impromptu probing would actually elicit the response she had longed for.
Her martial uncle kissed her, just now.
Is it true?
It's true.
But why does it still feel like a dream?
Yin Qiu blushed, secretly pondering in her heart.
The lingering sensation on her lips was so distinct, still echoing endlessly—everything was reminding her that what had just happened was not a dream, but reality.
Yin Qiu's chest trembled, and her unadorned face flushed like a spring peach. She cautiously glanced at Man Jiangxue, and as expected, her eyes met Man Jiangxue's. Yin Qiu's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but look away. Man Jiangxue quickly grabbed her chin and pulled her back to face her.
"Will you hate it?" Man Jiangxue asked.
Yin Qiu's heart fluttered, and she lowered her eyes: "...What do you hate?"
Man Jiangxue said, "This is how I treat you."
Yin Qiu paused for a moment, then pursed her lips and said, "No, it won't happen."
Man Jiangxue glanced at her, straightened up and moved a little closer to Yin Qiu. She put her arm around the back of Yin Qiu's neck and pressed her down, as if she wanted to kiss Yin Qiu again. But at this moment, a series of footsteps suddenly came from the corridor.
Hearing that someone was coming, Yin Qiu panicked and instinctively stood up from Man Jiangxue's lap. But before she could hide, Man Jiangxue pulled her back in time, and as the two hugged each other again, Man Jiangxue closed the two wide-open wooden doors with a palm strike from a distance.
Bai Ling had just reached the door and hadn't even seen the room clearly when a loud "bang" rang out, and the wooden door slammed shut, instantly blocking her from the outside. The cold wind that blew out as the door closed sent a shiver down Bai Ling's spine.
Bai Ling was taken aback. She tiptoed out the corner of her skirt that was caught in the crack of the door and said, "...Uncle-Master, the carriage and horses are all ready. The disciples are all waiting for you to set off."
In fact, she had been lingering in the front hall for a long time, hesitating for a long time whether to urge the two of them. However, too much time had passed since Man Jiangxue carried Yin Qiu back to the room. If she delayed any longer, it would be dark by the time Yin Qiu arrived in Cang County. After all, that place was the territory of the Ziwei Sect. It would be safer to arrive as soon as possible before nightfall.
However, seeing the way the door was closing, Bai Ling thought with trepidation that she seemed to have arrived too early.
After waiting for a while without hearing a reply from inside, Bai Ling was about to tactfully leave when she heard Man Jiangxue's voice come from inside the door, concisely saying, "Understood."
Bai Ling responded and quickly flew away, still feeling lingering fear, returning to the front hall to continue waiting.
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The door was closed, and the room fell into a different kind of dimness. Even though Bai Ling didn't say much, Yin Qiu still caught the restraint in her tone and the haste in her departure.
Recalling the various looks her disciples had given her when they peeked out earlier, Yin Qiu felt at a loss, and her palms instantly became sweaty.
"Why are you hiding?" Man Jiangxue noticed her nervousness and patted Yin Qiu on the back.
Yin Qiu said embarrassedly, "Wan—was seen..."
"So what?" Man Jiangxue said indifferently, "It's not like it's anything shameful."
Hearing her tone was normal yet confident, Yin Qiu hesitated for a moment before replying, "Then why did you want to close the door, Martial Uncle?"
"Didn't you want to hide?" Man Jiangxue seemed to chuckle softly. "If you don't hide, I won't close it. I'm worried about you."
Yin Qiu let out a long sigh, then smiled slightly and said softly, "Uncle-Master..."
Man Jiangxue gently stroked Yin Qiu's face and said softly, "It's getting late, we should go."
Yin Qiu lowered her head and leaned on Man Jiangxue's shoulder: "But I don't want to leave at all."
The tenderness after a kiss is most touching. Man Jiangxue gently stroked Yin Qiu's head and said, "I don't want to leave either."
Yin Qiu nuzzled against her neck, then raised her head and looked directly at Man Jiangxue, asking, "Has Martial Aunt ever kissed anyone else?"
Manjiangxue smiled silently: "No."
Yin Qiu stared at her intently, her eyes gleaming with a beautiful light: "Then why did you kiss me, Martial Uncle?"
Man Jiangxue pretended to think for a moment, then replied, "Didn't you tell me to kiss you?"
Yin Qiu laughed and deliberately asked, "If someone else asks your martial uncle to kiss you, will your martial uncle agree?"
Man Jiangxue pressed her forehead against Yin Qiu's, her voice gentle: "Of course not."
Yin Qiu was extremely satisfied and confessed in a soft voice, "...I really like my martial uncle, I've liked him for a long time."
"Then do you still remember the question I asked you?" Man Jiangxue said, "In your eyes, besides my martial uncle, who else am I?"
Yin Qiu's eyes lit up. Only then did she understand what Man Jiangxue meant by asking her that question that day. Yin Qiu was once again overwhelmed by this belated surprise. Unable to hide her excitement, she hurriedly said, "Besides my martial uncle, you are also the person I like."
Man Jiangxue said, "You are also someone I like."
Upon hearing what she said, Yin Qiu felt a wave of dizziness. Her entire chest was filled with this hard-won joy. She was so happy that she didn't know what to do, and she couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat.
—So it turns out that her martial uncle also likes her.
Tears welled up uncontrollably in Yin Qiu's eyes, and she choked up, "I thought my martial uncle didn't like me and would avoid me."
Man Jiangxue gently stroked her eyelashes with her fingertips and said softly, "How could that be? Your master didn't avoid you because she was afraid of frightening you."
Yin Qiu was overjoyed and hugged Man Jiangxue tightly.
"Uncle-Master..."
"Alright, don't cry," Man Jiangxue comforted softly, bouncing Yin Qiu in her arms. "Your martial aunt least wants to see you cry."
Yin Qiu held back her tears, then smiled and said, "I'm crying tears of joy."
Man Jiangxue smiled and said, "I know, but if you cry your eyes out, people will think I bullied you when we go out later."
Yin Qiu said, "Doesn't my martial uncle love to bully people?"
Man Jiangxue said, "Who said that?"
Yin Qiu smiled: "I said it."
Man Jiangxue smiled, her eyes filled with affection. She tucked a stray hair behind Yin Qiu's ear and then tilted her head back to kiss her.
Yin Qiu obediently lowered her head, letting Man Jiangxue kiss her lips. She learned to breathe through her nose, but she still couldn't stop her breathing from becoming disordered. She loosened her hands from around Man Jiangxue's neck, moved away from Man Jiangxue's well-defined jawline, cupped Man Jiangxue's face, and gently returned her kiss in the dappled light.
The two were lost in each other's presence. This kiss was more tender and passionate than the previous ones. There were no more tests; they knew each other's feelings and entrusted each other with trust. Neither wanted to be separated anytime soon.
After what seemed like an eternity, Yin Qiu finally lifted her face slightly, still wanting more. She reluctantly adjusted her posture, panting, and said, "We can't linger any longer..."
Man Jiangxue looked at Yin Qiu with affection, picked her up and said, "Do you still remember what I told you?"
Yin Qiu nodded: "I will never forget what my martial uncle said."
Man Jiangxue smiled, took Yin Qiu's hand, intertwined their fingers, and said, "Let's go then."
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Bai Ling had already arranged carriages and horses at the entrance, and the disciples had been waiting for a long time. When they saw the two figures coming hand in hand, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
It's finally here.
"Have you packed everything?" Man Jiangxue asked as she led Yin Qiu's horse.
Yin Qiu put the silver notes into his money bag and hung Zhu Bing on his waist, saying, "I've got everything."
Man Jiangxue glanced at the money pouch, draped the brocade robe over Yin Qiu's shoulders, and instructed, "Be careful on the road, and keep your eyes open in everything you do." As she spoke, she took out two pieces of paper from her bosom, "Take the prescription with you as well. Nangong Min probably won't let you leave so soon. Don't forget to tell her to have someone brew the medicine for you."
Yin Qiu took the prescription and stuffed it into her money pouch along with the silver notes. She shook her head and chuckled, "My master really trusts me to leave alone. What if Nangong Min refuses to let me leave? Wouldn't that be the same as me willingly joining the Ziwei Sect?"
Man Jiangxue said, "I can come and go as I please in a place like the Ziwei Sect. If they dare to detain you, I will personally come to pick you up."
Yin Qiu said, "Is that so? Then I'll just stay there and wait for my martial uncle to come and pick me up."
Man Jiangxue chuckled softly, "It's not impossible."
The two talked as if no one else was around, their eyes and brows revealing undisguised affection. The disciples stood silently to the side like quails, watching in silence, only daring to marvel and envy in their hearts.
Noticing the various gazes cast upon her from the other side, Yin Qiu, though she had calmed down in her room earlier, still felt somewhat uneasy. She mounted her horse in the stirrups, first nodding goodbye to her disciples, and finally looking at Man Jiangxue, she said, "Uncle-Master, I'm leaving."
Man Jiangxue gazed at her and said, "Go."
Yin Qiu's face was still flushed, and her red dress accentuated her fair skin and beautiful features. She gripped the reins, raised her hand to crack the whip, and rode off towards the city gate leading to Cang County, with Man Jiangxue watching her go.
Man Jiangxue followed her back, and Yin Qiu looked back several times on horseback until her figure completely disappeared at the end of the long street. Only then did Man Jiangxue turn around and say, "Let's go."
The disciples all agreed and mounted their horses. After Man Jiangxue got into the carriage, Bai Ling was the last to move. She walked to the carriage behind Man Jiangxue, lifted the curtain, and saw Meng Jing sitting inside with her head down, obviously lost in thought. But when she saw Bai Ling come in, she quickly came back to her senses, coughed twice, and said, "Yin Qiu is gone?"
Bai Ling glanced at her, then hummed in agreement, "I'm leaving."
Even a deaf person should have heard that Yin Qiu had left. Bai Ling knew that Meng Jing was deliberately hiding it. She originally wanted to take this opportunity to give Meng Jing a few more words of advice, but after thinking about it, she decided to keep quiet and not be too lazy to make Meng Jing unhappy.
—The pedestrians immediately headed in the opposite direction from Yin Qiu. After leaving the city gate, the caravan drove along the official road onto a mountain path. Bai Ling took off her outer robe in the car, changed into a very low-key gray dress, and put on a bamboo hat. After the caravan entered the deep forest, she lifted the curtain and went out. After observing the movements in the forest for a while, she used her lightness skill to jump down.
Once inside the woods, Bai Ling hid behind a tree and observed for a while until she was sure no one was passing by. Then she whistled to the convoy that was still moving forward.
Soon, a ghostly black figure darted out from the carriage at the front. Man Jiangxue had already changed into an inconspicuous black dress. She was also wearing a bamboo hat, but unlike Bai Ling, she had an extra layer of flowing black veil covering her face.
“I noticed that the Ziwei Sect followers who came to the city have already retreated,” Bai Ling said in a low voice. “There shouldn’t be anyone watching here.”
Man Jiangxue glanced around at the surroundings, exchanged a look with Bai Ling, and replied, "Let's go."
The two concealed their movements and immediately sped through the woods back the way they had come.
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