Chapter 140 Don't Tease Me (Minor Revision):
Rong Xie's heart skipped a beat.
"What do you mean by not being by your side in the future?" he asked.
Shen Bingsi's expression remained unchanged, but she didn't look at Rong Xie; instead, she calmly gazed ahead.
"You've moved out, but I'm still here. Doesn't that mean you're not by my side?"
"Really?" Rong Xie frowned. "Didn't you claim you were going to pretend to be my Daoist partner and take over a house in Lan Yuan? What, are you going to back out now and want to cancel the purchase?"
Shen Bingsi glanced at him, then turned her face away when their eyes met: "The situation has changed. I... I care about the reputation of the Lingjing Sect's Ruthless Path. Pretending to be a Daoist partner outside would probably damage my master's honor."
Rong Xie stared at him: "Bullshit."
"..." Shen Bingsi turned around in astonishment, unable to believe that those two words came from her usually gentle and refined best friend.
"You've always been careless about saving face and disregarding what others say, but now you're suddenly talking about it." Rong Xie, who had been tormented by this unresolved issue, couldn't hold back any longer and simply said, "You remember, right, what happened in the dream?"
Shen Bingsi's gaze drifted away: "Which one are you referring to?"
"It seems you still remember quite a few things," Rong Xie said sharply.
Shen Bingsi was helpless. He had originally planned to play dumb to the end, but he was exposed after only saying a few words. However, it was not unexpected. It was difficult for him to hide things from Rong Xie. The time when Cui Xingmiao came to Huanxue Manor was the limit of his performance.
However, if you can't hide it, you can change the subject.
“I do remember…some things,” Shen Bingsi said, “like when Lu Yingqi died, Elder Bai wore mourning clothes for him, and so on.” He paused.
"What else?" Rong Xie stared at him nervously.
"And then you came here in this courtyard and asked me if dual cultivation would affect my cultivation level, and then we..."
"Pfft!" Rong Xie never expected him to say that. "I think you've remembered wrong. When did Elder Bai ever wear mourning clothes for Lu Yingqi? You're going against the Heavenly Gang!"
“Maybe I’m mistaken,” Shen Bingsi pondered. “Otherwise, why would someone hug my neck and not let me leave, and even ask me if dual cultivation would affect my cultivation level…”
"Shut up!" Rong Xie immediately pulled out a handful of silencing spells and threw them at Shen Bingsi. Those spells were enough to make ordinary people mute. When they landed on Shen Bingsi, the golden protective spiritual power shone brightly, but then turned into black charcoal, which dissipated with a gust of wind.
Shen Bingsi patted the dust off her clothes: "It's nothing. People tend to act more realistically in their dreams. Like when someone kept pestering me, asking if we could kiss, just like ordinary Daoist couples..."
Rong Xie covered his ears and took a few quick steps forward.
Damn it, he was so worried that the precognitive dream might be too intense and leave Shen Bingsi with some indelible psychological trauma. Now it seems that his worries were completely unnecessary.
Their resolve is so strong that they only remember what they want to remember.
The next moment, Shen Bingsi caught up from behind, grabbed Rong Xie's arm, let go of it, and held it in her hand.
"Finished asking?" Shen Bingsi looked at him with a half-smile. "Is there anything else you want to ask?"
"It's gone!"
"Let's go then," Shen Bingsi said, pulling him forward. She tried to pull him but couldn't budge him. Turning back, she saw Rong Xie standing there, still embarrassed and annoyed. She laughed, "I almost forgot, you're going to carry me, aren't you?"
Rong Xie felt a buzzing in his ears. Why did Shen Bing Si have to remember that fleeting dream of dual cultivation so clearly?
Rong Xie didn't know why he had inserted that part between his precognitive dream and the dream of Lu Yingqi's death; it was completely inexplicable and superfluous.
However, he can still recall some of his feelings at the time.
He felt he had been cheated.
Lu Yingqi is dead. Shen Bingsi is overwhelmed by the calamity of the world-destroying demon, and his fate ultimately ends with his death and attainment of enlightenment.
However, he did not enjoy any of the benefits that the person loved. He was either a butler or a close friend throughout the process, busy with everything. In the end, he was still given the title of "the person in the communication jade pendant" and then used to prove his Dao.
He lost a lot of money.
He should be convicted of this crime. Since he is in charge of the title of "beloved," he should do what he loves. One of these things is to use dual cultivation to drain Shen Bingsi dry.
...
However, he still left a glimmer of goodwill by asking Shen Bingsi whether dual cultivation would affect her cultivation level, which now seems like he was just leaving himself a handle to be used against her.
Rong Xie stood still, struggling with himself.
Suddenly, he lost his balance, his feet left the ground, and his body floated up, revealing Shen Bingsi's jawline above his head.
Rong Xie was startled and hurriedly grabbed whatever was within reach.
Shen Bingsi lifted his arms up slightly, and Rong Xie snuggled even closer to him, tightening his grip on his neck and looking in alarm at the ground he had just left.
Shen Bingsi smiled with satisfaction, picked Rong Xie up horizontally, and followed the path she had taken in her dream all the way to the courtyard of the bedroom. She kicked open the courtyard gate, carefully turned sideways to avoid the obstacles, and carried Rong Xie inside.
"Wait, wait a minute!" Rong Xie finally snapped out of his blank state.
"No rush, we can talk about it in bed later," Shen Bingsi stopped and used Rong Xie's foot as a signpost, waving it at both bedroom doors. "Your room or mine?"
Rong Xie's ears exploded and burned: "If you dare repeat that again..."
Shen Bingsi chuckled softly and walked towards her bedroom: "I'll go to my room. The bedding in my room is newly changed."
"You even changed the bedding when you left?" Rong Xie asked in surprise.
"No, I always sleep in your bed when you're not here," Shen Bingsi laughed again.
"You..." Rong Xie's heart softened, and he didn't know what to say. "Why are you sleeping in my bed?"
"I miss you. You're so soft and squishy when I hold you. How come you sleep on that bed with such a hard heart?"
Shen Bingsi said this without laughing; her voice sounded rather melancholic.
Rong Xie looked up at Shen Bingsi, trying to find signs of enlightenment on his face, but unfortunately, from this angle he could only see his smooth jawline and firm Adam's apple, and could not tell what expression was on his face.
Shen Bingsi entered the bedroom, and the candlestick in front of the bed lit up automatically. The orange-red light suddenly illuminated the small space. The bedding on the bed was neatly folded, just as Shen Bingsi had said, there was no sign that anyone had slept there.
It took two full hours to return from the Ruthless Dao Palace by sword. By the time we arrived at Huanxue Manor, it was already late. The windows of the bedroom were all dark, with only the candlelight flickering.
As Rong Xie gazed at Shen Bingsi's bed, a familiar feeling welled up in his heart again. Back then, in order to get him to accept dual cultivation, Shen Bingsi made him wear his inner robe and sleep in his quilt. The two of them often slept in each other's arms on this bed.
Shen Bingsi's patience gradually made him lower his guard. Regardless of her motives, those days left Rong Xie with very tender memories, which directly led to his falling in love with her.
And now, after all this time, I've returned here. Tender memories still seep out from the mattress, the gauze curtains, and the walls glowing orange-red in candlelight, putting me in a state of complete relaxation.
I want to sink into depravity.
I want spiritual power.
I want to make back what I lost.
Anyway, Shen Bingsi's heart was as hard as iron. He had seen the worst ending and nothing happened to him. Whether he had forgotten or didn't care, Rong Xie didn't want to guess his thoughts anymore.
Shen Bingsi leaned down, and Rong Xie felt his back fall onto the soft mattress. Shen Bingsi carefully put him down as if holding a fragile piece of porcelain, then supported his waist and pushed him up a little. She supported herself on the edge of the bed with one hand and looked down at him.
"Say what you want to say now," Shen Bingsi said. "Apart from rejecting me and saying you want to run away, you can say anything else."
“I…” Rong Xie closed his eyes, and the next moment, as if he had made up his mind, he grabbed the collar of the person on top of him, forcing him to bend down and get closer. “I do need spiritual power. But are you sure you want to come wearing these clothes?”
Shen Bingsi's composed smile froze on her face: "What?"
"That's exactly what I wanted to ask. Those imposing official robes of the adjudicator," Rong Xie patted the front of the robe near the shoulders, "It seems like there aren't any spares? What if they get dirty?"
Shen Bingsi's facial muscles twitched almost imperceptibly, and her Adam's apple, hidden in the shadows, bobbed up and down.
Rong Xie felt a surge of secret joy at having won back a point.
"Rong'er, don't tease me."
Shen Bingsi lowered her head, resting her forehead on Rong Xie's shoulder, her body still hunched over, and sighed.
Rong Xie felt his heavy forehead pressing against his neck, and then thought of how he had cried in his dream with a suppressed sob—he probably didn't remember. His desire to tease him waned.
"How many days will it take this time?" Rong Xie asked, suppressing the burning sensation on his face. "I can't possibly advance to the Golden Core stage all at once. Can we take it step by step? Can we shorten the time each time? I... I haven't asked Steward Wang for leave yet, and things at the Lu residence are also..."
"While you're digesting your spiritual energy, I'll ask Prime Minister Wang for leave. As for the Lu residence, you can just use Captain Zhao's communication stone to let him know." Shen Bingsi quickly resolved the issue, relieving Rong Xie of his worries.
However, Rong Xie was still worried: "Even so, I still have a lot to do, I can't keep going like this... What I mean is, there's plenty of time. Let's go back to the ninth level of Qi Refining this time, and then..."
"Also, could you go a little slower during dual cultivation..." Rong Xie said with lingering fear, recalling the unpleasant memories left at the Prosperous World Pavilion last time.
“Or… I could just be on top,” Rong Xie said, a bold idea forming in his mind. “That way I can control the pace.”
Shen Bingsi had been silent, listening to Rong Xie's various small questions, until this sentence made him chuckle.
"What progress? Is it the progress of staying in the same place?" Shen Bingsi laughed. He was lying next to Rong Xie's neck, his superior nose pressing against the thin skin on the side of Rong Xie's neck. When he laughed, Rong Xie felt his entire neck and even half of his shoulder go numb.
"That...it can't be that bad, can it?" Rong Xie thought of the amount of exercise he had done in the Prosperous World Pavilion over the past seven days, and suddenly his voice lacked confidence.
"Let's talk about that when you reach the Golden Core stage." Shen Bingsi raised her head, her breath brushing against Rong Xie's earlobe. "As for the rest... I'll try my best to do as you say."
Rong Xie closed his eyes, his fingers gripping the mattress tightly.
“However, there’s one more thing I’d like to confirm,” a rustling sound came from beside her ear, as Shen Bingsi unfastened the buttons on her official robes, “Do you want it to be faster or slower? I probably can’t slow down when I’m in a rush…”
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