Chapter Sixty-Four: Strengthening Soup
Fang Li struggled to wake up from the dull pain of a hangover.
Before I could fully regain consciousness, I felt myself holding a large, cool, solid-feeling pillow that exuded a refreshing chill.
She subconsciously rubbed her cheek against it; the smooth, slightly cool touch dispelled the heat from her headache.
But the next second, she suddenly opened her eyes.
First, his gaze met the jawline so close to his face, the skin pale and cold. Then, he looked up at the slightly protruding Adam's apple, and then at Shen Yunzhou's face, which was still impeccably handsome even in his sleep, with an icy coldness!
Her arms were wrapped tightly around his neck, and their noses were almost touching.
What's worse, one of her legs was pressing down on Shen Yunzhou's waist, and the collar of his snow-white inner shirt had been torn open by her at some point, revealing his well-defined collarbone and a small patch of firm chest muscles.
Fang Li's mind went blank for a second: "Holy crap!!! System! What's that in my arms?! Shen Bingshan?! What...what did I do last night?! Those pecs...oops! That pose?! Oh no! Is he going to chop me in half with his sword?!"
This earth-shattering inner scream, mixed with violent movements, instantly woke Shen Yunzhou.
Shen Yunzhou suddenly opened his eyes. His cold, star-like eyes were momentarily confused upon waking, but then quickly regained their clarity and focused sharply on Fang Li's face, which was very close to his.
He could clearly feel the warm, delicate touch of her skin on the inside of his arm, pressed tightly against his slightly cool neck and prominent collarbone. Her warm breath, carrying a faint scent of wine and the unique fragrance of a young girl, brushed against his exposed chest, sending waves of tingling and itching sensations through his entire body!
My gaze instinctively shifted downwards.
Seeing his wide-open robe and chest exposed to the morning light, as well as his shapely legs above his waist, Shen Yunzhou's mind went blank! All his calm and composed swordsmanship collapsed at that moment!
The girl's soft body pressed against him, their embrace seemingly chaotic yet overflowing with utter dependence. He watched Fang Li, still hungover, her long hair disheveled on the pillow, a few strands playfully tangled in his slightly open shirt. Her face, still flushed from the lingering alcohol and extreme shock, was as red as a ripe tomato. Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes were wide open, her lips slightly parted, her expression blank, as if her soul had left her body.
The surging blood flowed uncontrollably to his lower abdomen, and the muscles in his waist and abdomen instantly tensed like iron! An unprecedented heat emanating from the depths of his body spread rapidly like wildfire, making his whole body stiff as iron. He didn't even dare to move his fingertips, for fear of revealing this completely out-of-control and shameful reaction!
At the same time, Fang Li's inner monologue, "Splitting me in two with one sword..." accurately struck his mind.
Shen Yunzhou: "..."
His Adam's apple bobbed violently as he tried to explain, but found his throat too hoarse to utter a sound.
She tried to push him away, but her arm felt as heavy as lead, and a strange feeling of reluctance to let go arose deep in her heart.
Shen Yunzhou, who was usually as cold and aloof as an ice sculpture, was now flushed with a deep blush that spread from his ears all the way to his neck, and even his pale skin could not be covered up.
His eyes darted nervously left and right, unable to meet Fang Li's wide, terrified gaze. His thin lips pressed even tighter, the lip line taut and rigid. His breathing became noticeably rapid and heavy. The disheveled clothes and a few strands of dark hair falling across his forehead, combined with his forced composure yet utterly wretched appearance, strangely created a deadly sensuality that was both ascetic and vulnerable.
"ah--!"
Fang Li finally snapped out of her petrified state, jerking back her arms from around Shen Yunzhou's neck as if she'd been electrocuted. Like a startled rabbit, she tumbled and scrambled off the inside of the bed! The movement was so violent that she almost fell face-first into the mud!
She staggered to her feet, her face flushed crimson, stammering incoherently, her hands flailing wildly in front of her: "Senior Brother Shen... I'm... I'm so sorry! I... I... I blacked out last night! Really! I don't know anything! I didn't mean to! I swear I absolutely didn't mean to molest you! Heaven and earth bear witness! I... I..." (She hurriedly clasped her hands together in a gesture of supplication, as if she wanted to swear an oath to the heavens)
Shen Yunzhou quickly sat up, hurriedly straightening his disheveled clothes, trying to regain his usual icy demeanor, but his bright red ears and slightly messy hair betrayed his embarrassment.
Their eyes met awkwardly for a moment before quickly looking away, leaving an intense, awkward atmosphere in the air.
Just then, Master Qingxuan entered the room, carrying a steaming bowl of sobering soup and humming a little tune: "Disciple! The sobering soup is here! Did you have a good time last night...?" Before he finished speaking, he saw the scene inside the room: Shen Yunzhou, disheveled and with his ears red, was sitting on his disciple's bed, while his beloved disciple stood by the bed, his face flushed and at a loss.
Master Qingxuan froze instantly. The bowl in his hand crashed to the ground with a loud bang.
The next second, he burst into a deafening howl: "Ah—!!! Shen Yunzhou! What have you done to my disciple?!" The sound shook the roof beams, causing dust to fall.
He grabbed Shen Yunzhou's collar, which he had just straightened (but the collar had come undone again), and spat as he spoke: "How did that old bastard Ling Xiaozhi raise his disciple?! How dare he break into my disciple's boudoir at night?! I'll fight you to the death!!"
The roar instantly alerted those outside the courtyard.
Xie Chen strolled in, fanning himself with a fan. Upon seeing the scene inside, his eyes turned completely cold, and a smile curled at the corner of his lips: "Heh... Senior Brother Chen, what refined taste you have."
Ji Qianqiu burst through the door and, seeing Shen Yunzhou's disheveled appearance, his eyes widened in fury: "You idiot! I knew you were up to no good!"
Mo Yun, Tie Pan, and Ling Shuang also rushed over upon hearing the commotion, blocking the doorway with different expressions.
Fang Li jumped up and down in a panic, rushing forward to grab Qingxuan Zhenren's arm: "Master! Master! Calm down! Let me explain! It was me! I was drunk and wouldn't let go of Senior Brother Shen! He didn't do anything! Really! I defiled... ah no! I was rude!" She was almost crying.
Master Qingxuan paused, looked down at his flustered disciple, and then at Shen Yunzhou's stiff, "humiliated" appearance. His anger subsided, replaced by heartache and regret: "...Is that really so? My disciple, you didn't suffer any loss? This ice block didn't take advantage of the situation..." He glared fiercely at Shen Yunzhou.
Shen Yunzhou pursed his lips, his face turning from red to pale, and finally he forced out two words: "...No."
Master Qingxuan then released Shen Yunzhou and patted Fang Li's head tenderly: "Alas! It's all my fault! That jade marrow brew was too potent! I should have known better than to let you drink it! Come on, come on! Come with me!" He pulled Fang Li to leave, not forgetting to turn back and shout at Shen Yunzhou and the crowd at the door: "What are you looking at?! Disperse, disperse! Anyone who dares to tell anyone about what happened today, I'll skin them alive!"
After pulling Fang Li a few steps, Master Qingxuan seemed to suddenly remember something, stopped, and mysteriously lowered his voice to look Fang Li up and down: "By the way, disciple! You were quite a handful last night. Your foundation has just been stabilized, so you can't be careless! Your master has specially prepared a 'Strengthening the Foundation and Nourishing the Vitality Soup' for you. Go to the medicinal bath room and soak for two hours later! I guarantee you'll feel refreshed and all your ailments will disappear!"
Looking at her master's "I have to soak in it" gaze, Fang Li recalled the disastrous scene from last night, and then thought about her master's wildly potent and unique medicinal formulas, and trembled inwardly: "Master! I have a bad feeling... this 'strengthening soup' might make me peel off a layer of skin?"
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