Chapter 232 Red Kite Seeks Jade (Part Six)
In the silent inner chamber of the Purple Mansion, two bodies lay on the bed. One of them was completely naked, with black hair scattered on the soft gold-threaded quilt. His body was covered with purplish-blue marks, and withered, blackened ghost patterns remained on his abdomen. His outer garment, violently torn, covered his body, and the faint finger marks on his arms and waist were particularly conspicuous.
Behind him stood a fierce-looking young man, his lean arms tightly embracing the man. The man's clothes were disheveled, and his hands were pressed firmly against the man's chest. The bedding and robes beneath them were tangled together, and the air was thick with the scent of sweat and intimacy...
When Jiang Gu opened his eyes, he was greeted by this appalling scene, and his expression went blank for a moment.
Wei Feng woke up almost at the same time as him. The shock in his eyes was even greater than that in Jiang Gu's eyes. He dared to swear to the heavens that he was really just looking for Jiang Gu's heart at the time. However, in his moment of desperation, he was on the verge of going berserk and did not know how to control the force he used. He absolutely did not take the opportunity to do anything rebellious to Jiang Gu.
He even only changed Jiang Gu's clothes once, and to prevent himself from having any impure thoughts, he never stayed for more than fifteen minutes each time he came!
But given the current situation, no matter how much he talks, he probably can't clear his name...
Especially when he met Jiang Gu's indescribable gaze.
“Master, I swear to the heavens, I really didn’t do anything, do you believe me?” His gaze was sincere, but his voice became hoarse as he spoke. His emotions were too turbulent, and he had been in spiritual communion with Jiang Gu for a long time. His six desires and Dao heart were in turmoil, and his whole body exuded the aura of lust, making his words even less convincing.
Especially since Jiang Gu already knew he had a way to deceive the Heavenly Dao, it was more like a blatant provocation.
"Take your hand away." Jiang Gu said expressionlessly.
Wei Feng looked down and realized that his hand was still pressing on Jiang Gu's chest. He quickly removed it and saw that there were bright red finger marks on the fair skin, with faint bluish-purple tinges, which showed how much force he had used.
Jiang Gu's gaze grew increasingly cold.
Wei Feng felt utterly wronged. Under Jiang Gu's gaze, his handsome face flushed red. He scrambled to his feet, grabbed some clothes to cover Jiang Gu, but the outer garment was torn to shreds and was worse than nothing. He quickly pulled a clean inner garment from his storage ring and draped it over Jiang Gu. He looked at Jiang Gu pleadingly, "Master, I was just looking for your heart. Although I secretly kissed you when you were unconscious before, and even kissed your whole body when your protective array failed, I really didn't do anything this time."
The more he tried to explain, the worse it got, and he was so anxious that he started scratching his head. But when he saw Jiang Gu get up, he couldn't help but steal a glance at his master's waist. The lean waist had clear and smooth lines, and there were pinch marks on it. They flashed by but were completely covered by his clothes. He silently swallowed.
Jiang Gu: "..."
Jiang Gu was never a good-tempered person. When Wei Feng was kicked away, he rolled over and landed steadily on the ground. Fortunately, at the last moment, he had a flash of inspiration and pretended that his legs were weak and he fell down, smashing the furniture he had carefully arranged in his Purple Mansion. He deliberately made his primordial spirit more scattered. When Jiang Gu stepped on his neck, he groaned in pain.
Jiang Gu looked at his miserable appearance, loosened his grip slightly, but his brows were tightly furrowed, and he said in a deep voice, "You'd better not have done it."
Wei Feng shed tears of grievance. He was truly aggrieved this time, and therefore his feelings were especially sincere. If his hands hadn't been touching Jiang Gu's calves, it would have been even more genuine.
He gave Wei Feng a disapproving look, released his foot, and said coldly, "Get up."
Wei Feng sniffed and raised his hand to wipe away his tears.
Jiang Gu went straight out of his Purple Mansion, while Wei Feng's movements were a moment slower before he left.
It wasn't obvious when he was in Wei Feng's Purple Mansion, but now that he's out, Jiang Gu realizes that he's covered in Wei Feng's aura. He pauses for a moment, then turns to look at Wei Feng.
Wei Feng didn't dare get too close, but didn't want to be too far away either. He stood just beside him, grabbed his sleeve, and whispered, "Don't be angry."
"Hands," Jiang Gu said.
Wei Feng almost shed tears again, but since they were outside, he forced himself to hold them back and reluctantly let go. However, before he could release his grip, Jiang Gu became impatient, grabbed his wrist, and formed a hand seal. The powerful golden spiritual energy, which also faintly contained divine power, quickly spread from his meridians and bones, repairing all the cracks and breaks that had not yet been mended. Pain-relieving healing arrays were scattered all over his body like stars. He even made a water-drawing spell to wash his blood-soaked clothes.
Wei Feng stared at him in astonishment.
Jiang Gu's face was expressionless, only his brows were slightly furrowed. He lowered his eyes and carefully examined Wei Feng's sea of consciousness and dantian again. Without his consent, pure spiritual power occupied his sea of consciousness, expelling the demonic energy and turbid energy from his primordial spirit. Mind-clearing talismans and tranquilizing talismans were attached to his acupoints as if they were free. The lingering irritability and the remnants of recurring demonic possession disappeared completely... Wei Feng immediately felt a sense of lightness throughout his body, as if he had taken a refreshing bath, and all the wounds and filth on his body had been cleansed away.
Jiang Gu straightened the Fire Rope around his heart, placed several concentration arrays on his heart, and re-imprinted the golden Vermilion Bird mark onto his dantian before raising his eyes.
Wei Feng pursed his lips.
“The heart can’t be hidden in the bones, but the artifact can,” Jiang Gu said to him. “Even if you want to find it, you don’t need to crush all the bones in your body.”
Wei Feng's eyes lit up slightly; the news of his innocence brought him joy: "Master, do you know I'm innocent?"
His gaze was so intense that Jiang Gu grunted in response, but couldn't help but curse, "Idiot."
He wasn't so confused that he couldn't tell the difference, after all, Wei Feng's aura permeated his very bones, but that didn't stop him from appreciating Wei Feng's desperate crying.
Having been tricked and kicked for no reason, Wei Feng was overjoyed. He snuggled close to Jiang Gu and said earnestly, "I was so anxious back then, it really hurt, Master. Please rub it for me, and add a few more pain-relieving spells. My stomach hurts, my neck hurts too, you kicked too hard... Master, and here, here..."
He grabbed Jiang Gu's hand and pulled it inside his clothes. Seeing that the pain was getting more and more intense, Jiang Gu grabbed his wrist and said calmly, "I didn't use any force at all."
Even Wei Feng couldn't fall with that kick, so this guy's miserable fall is probably an act.
Wei Feng casually looked away, then leaned in a moment later and kissed the corner of his mouth, his ears turning bright red, and gave Jiang Gu a silly grin.
Jiang Gu let the transparent ghost patterns slip into his sleeves, looked down at the island below, and asked, "Who did you say bullied you just now?"
Upon hearing this, Wei Feng immediately perked up. He recounted everything from the time he woke up and started looking for Jiang Gu, when those ignorant cultivators told him he was dead, to the cultivators who fabricated Jiang Gu's life story, emphasizing their hatred for those fake disciples and Daoist partners, and then to those scoundrels who always came to steal the Crimson Snow Sword and the Ink Jade Bracelet... He spoke through gritted teeth, indignant and furious, his eyes blazing with anger. Jiang Gu's ears ached from his incessant chatter.
When they landed on the island, it was already completely dark.
Wei Feng hadn't spoken this much in over a decade, and he was full of energy as he complained. But as soon as he landed, he suddenly fell silent, and the rich and vivid expressions on his face disappeared. He looked coldly at the cultivators on the street and tightly gripped Jiang Gu's hand.
Jiang Gu looked at him with a puzzled expression.
Wei Feng tilted his head slightly and whispered in his ear, "Master, I need to be more composed so that others will be afraid of me and won't dare to cause trouble."
Jiang Gu said calmly, "It doesn't matter, you can drown them."
"Huh?" Wei Feng was stunned for a moment before realizing that Jiang Gu was saying he was a crybaby. He grinned, and his "composed" aura vanished without a trace.
From these few words, Jiang Gu vaguely guessed that he must have suffered a lot. Seeing his messy hairband and tattered clothes, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable. This feeling was even stranger than when he discovered that Wei Feng had crushed his bones.
One hour later.
Wei Feng, dressed in bright new clothes and holding the Crimson Snow Sword, watched intently as Jiang Gu repaired his damaged wrist guards. His hair was also neatly combed, and the headband that Jiang Gu had just forged with the Fire Rope was decorated with several small magic arrays, making it dazzlingly golden.
Before I knew it, I had fallen asleep again.
Jiang Gu put the wristband on him, but he didn't wake up, as if he had suddenly relaxed after being extremely tired.
Jiang Gu looked down at him, raised her hand to gather a stray strand of hair from his cheek, and gently twirled it between her fingertips.
A cold and restrained kiss.
He kissed the corner of Wei Feng's mouth, trying to sense Wei Feng's intentions—this guy always liked to kiss here, and sometimes he even liked to bite with his canines, but unfortunately he couldn't feel anything special, he only felt that Wei Feng's lips were very soft.
Jiang Gu frowned slightly. He preferred Wei Feng's eyes, which were always full of rich and vivid emotions, radiating a warm light, and were especially beautiful when they were filled with tears.
Cool fingertips brushed against the corner of the eye, breath sprayed on the skin, followed by a soft warmth. A sharp and bitter scent completely enveloped the person, forcefully and irresistibly invading every inch of skin until the person was covered in its own scent, before restrainingly moving away.
Wei Feng's breathing paused slightly, then returned to normal.
Jiang Gu carefully examined the person pretending to be asleep in front of him. Time is unknown in the void. For him, it is just a fleeting moment, but Wei Feng has endured more than ten years on his own. Although this was also within his plan, and Wei Feng can now stand on his own, it has still taken a long time.
Jiang Gu had mixed feelings and felt that doing so was not quite appropriate.
When Wei Feng finally couldn't hold on any longer and opened his eyes, hugging his waist and falling into his arms, he instinctively hugged him back, finally understanding what this feeling of emptiness and bittersweetness was.
He must be... a little heartbroken.
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