"I'm being indecent, what can you do about it?" Qing'er said with a giggle.
She reached out and grabbed Xie Chen's arm, laughing as she looked up at him: "I'm going to be unserious, and I want you to be unserious with me!"
Xie Chen looked at her with a stern face: "Where did you learn all this nonsense, little girl?"
"I don't care where I learned it, don't you like me like this?" Qing'er reached out and hugged Xie Chen's waist, pressed her face against his chest, listened to his heartbeat, and giggled.
Xie Chen pushed her away, his face as cold as ice: "If you continue like this, I'll send you back to the Sword God Palace right away."
Qing'er snorted coldly: "You're such a hypocrite."
Xie Chen looked at her annoyed expression and found it adorable. This thought startled him, and he asked, "How am I being pretentious?"
Qing'er walked towards the large round table, sat down at one end of the table with a smile, and said to Xie Chen, "If you are really serious, do you dare to drink this cup of wine from me?" She picked up a slender-necked silver wine pot placed next to her and poured a cup of wine into a white jade cup.
Xie Chen walked over and sat down opposite Qing'er.
Qing'er stood up again and handed the cup of wine to Xie Chen. Xie Chen stared at the wine in Qing'er's hand. This was no ordinary wine; its aroma carried a floral scent. A gentle sniff made him feel as if he were surrounded by a sea of flowers, and his whole body involuntarily relaxed. The sweet aroma was incredibly alluring, but this wine was more than just pleasant to smell; there was something else to it.
"What kind of wine is this?" Xie Chen asked.
"You know perfectly well what I'm asking. This is wine brewed from the Zhongqing flower. If you dare to drink it, I'll believe you're truly authentic." Qing'er looked at Xie Chen, a sly glint in her eyes, her expression both mischievous and provocative.
The aphrodisiac flower has aphrodisiac properties, but it only affects the person you are in love with. In other words, if you drink this wine but your beloved is not around, it's just an ordinary flower; besides its strong fragrance and relaxing effect, it won't have any other effect.
Seeing the man in front of her staring at the wine glass in her hand but not taking it, Qing'er smiled and said, "What? Afraid to drink?"
She placed the glass of wine on the table, looked at Xie Chen with a grin, and said:
"Old man, are you afraid you'll like me?"
"Your attempt to provoke me is terribly clumsy."
"I don't know if it's clumsy or not, all I know is that you're afraid to drink it." Qing'er crossed her arms and sighed softly, then shifted her position. "Sure enough, you're just pretending to be righteous, you're just a fake righteous person. On the surface, you look like a proper gentleman, always refusing me, but I wonder what you're thinking about taking me right here and now?"
"Don't glare at me! Why are you glaring at me? Did I touch on something that's bothering you? Are you angry because you're embarrassed? If you're going to be serious, just admit it!"
Qing'er kept mocking him, and Xie Chen, who was embarrassed by her words, picked up the white jade cup and drank the wine in it.
Qing'er: "..."
You still dare to drink it?!
Then, the whole room fell silent.
Xie Chen sat in a chair, Qing'er stood beside him, the two looking at each other. The moonlight outside was perfect, the round moon reflected in the lake like a huge jade disc, and the drifting petals lifted the light veil.
"Do you... do you feel anything?" Qing'er had been paying attention to Xie Chen's changes, but after sitting for a long time, she didn't see him react at all.
Xie Chen remained expressionless: "I don't feel anything."
Qing'er was extremely dejected, and her eyes dimmed. So, did he really not like her?
She lowered her head, her eyes stinging, and glistening tears dripped from her eyes, falling onto the floor like delicate flowers. Unable to accept how things had unfolded, Qing'er turned to leave, intending to find a secluded place to cry. In that instant, a pair of hands suddenly embraced her, and her emerald eyes widened in shock.
The man holding her from behind began to breathe rapidly. He reached out and turned her over, pressing her down onto the table, and then kissed her lips…
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Several days later.
On the large bed in the room, Qing'er lay naked, clutching the blanket, looking at Xie Chen, who was now fully dressed. Her face was flushed red. He really was a hypocrite; hypocrites are all beasts. Thinking of what he had done these past few days, Qing'er covered her face, so ashamed she wanted to disappear into the ground.
"What are you doing?" Xie Chen found it amusing as he wrapped Qing'er in the blanket.
"I'm too ashamed to face anyone."
Hearing Qing'er's words, Xie Chen found it even funnier: "Now you feel ashamed to face anyone? Weren't you very bold before?"
She's been clamoring to cultivate with him since she was fourteen, and she's been saying it for over ten thousand years. Now, she's suddenly getting shy.
"Let's go back to the Sword God Palace." Xie Chen sat on the edge of the bed and reached for Qing'er's blanket.
The girl with black hair and blue eyes clung tightly to the blanket. She shook her head, her beautiful cheeks flushed red: "No, I don't want to go back, I don't want to go back." Feng Chu and the others could tell at a glance that she and Xie Chen had practiced dual cultivation. The thought of someone knowing what shameful things she and Xie Chen had done made her want to crawl into a turtle shell and hide.
Maybe she could find a guy from the Xuanwu clan and steal his tortoise shell to use.
Seeing her shy, innocent face, her clear, moist green eyes reflecting his image, Xie Chen felt a surge of irresistible desire. He couldn't help but rekindle his recently subsided lust. He smiled and reached out to pull the naked girl out of the blanket, pulling her into his arms and stroking her smooth, white back.
"If you don't want to go back now, that's fine too. I'll stay here for a few more years, or decades, or even centuries..."
His voice became hoarse, and he suddenly pressed Qing'er down onto the bed. One of his hands touched Qing'er's leg, and Qing'er trembled all over. She screamed and tried to push Xie Chen away: "You hypocrite, let go... ah... don't touch me..."
Qing'er tried to struggle, but after being touched a few times, her whole body went limp, and all her strength was drained away.
After repeatedly succumbing to desire and then regaining her senses, Xie Chen finally let her go. Enraged, she hit Xie Chen and yelled, "You beast!"
"Didn't you provoke me first?" Xie Chen said with a smile.
Qing'er glared at him, her heart full of resentment.
Qing'er and Xie Chen stayed in the mortal town of this small world for several more years before returning to the Sword God Palace. The two of them returned to the Sword God Palace hand in hand, and the disciples of the Sword God Palace almost popped their eyes out when they saw that scene.
The Palace Master and Ancestor Qing'er are...
Everyone in the Sword God Palace knew that Qing'er wanted to cultivate with Xie Chen, but the disciples never expected that Qing'er could actually win over their Palace Master. Chu Tian couldn't believe it; he had always thought that Qing'er had absolutely no chance.
Feng Chu was overjoyed; his parents were finally together.
Xu Mubai and A Yao were also very happy. Besides being happy for Qing'er and Xie Chen, they had something else to be happy about: A Yao was pregnant.
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