Chapter 69 Enchanting Spring Scenery
After a long silence, Qin Wuyan said, "Biyao, Brother Qinglong was just joking, you...you shouldn't be angry."
Biyao was initially just shy and not angry, but she became truly angry upon hearing his words: "Qin Wuyan, in your eyes, am I such an easily angered person?"
"No..." Qin Wuyan stammered, "I... I just felt that you wouldn't want to be forced to marry me like this."
Biyao said, "I don't want to be forced, but what if I'm not being forced?"
"??" Qin Wuyan was stunned.
Biyao continued, "You know me so well, you should understand that if I hadn't wanted to, Brother Qinglong would never have been able to make me bow to heaven and earth with you. But since I did it, it means I did it willingly. What? Are you going to tell me that you didn't do it willingly? That you were forced?"
"No!" Qin Wuyan immediately denied.
But this was vague, so Biyao pressed, "Not what? Not voluntary?"
Qin Wuyan shook his head repeatedly: "How could that be... I would definitely be willing too." In fact, he had already thought of what Biyao said. But for some inexplicable reason, he still felt somewhat uncertain.
Biyao pursed her lips and said shyly, "Then what are you still standing there for?"
"ah???"
Qin Wuyan's mind was buzzing, a complete mess. What should I do? What should I do?
Are we really going to consummate our marriage? But this is... way too hasty, isn't it?
He held Biyao's shoulders, staring into her clear, bright eyes that shone in the candlelight, and said in disbelief, "Biyao, really? You...you really want to?"
Sigh! Biyao sighed inwardly. What was wrong with this person? Before, when she disliked him, he would always blatantly and persistently approach her like a dog she couldn't shake off. Now that she clearly liked him, he had become a coward.
Holding his face in her hands, she saw her own small face reflected in his eyes, and she knew that her eyes were also filled with him.
She said earnestly, "Wu Yan, I'm willing to marry you. Did you hear me?"
Qin Wuyan was so excited he could hardly speak. He pulled her into his arms, his kisses spreading from her forehead to her cheeks and lips. She still carried a faint scent of wine, which reminded him of the night he celebrated her eighteenth birthday. They had done the same thing, unknowingly kissing and entwining on the bed, their breathing growing heavier.
Biyao originally thought she wasn't drunk, but at this moment her whole body felt as if it had been soaked in wine, turning bright red and burning hot, or as if she were sinking in water, unable to exert any strength. This feeling was very familiar, very familiar, as if she had experienced it before.
As their lips and tongues intertwined, Biyao vaguely remembered that it was the night of her birthday, before she had regained her memories of her past life...
"Wu Yan..." She suddenly stopped, stroking his face, her voice filled with pity: "Don't... don't give me the Forget-Me-Not Gu." The tingling sensation made her even more intoxicated, unable to distinguish between memory and reality.
"Um?"
Qin Wuyan stopped what he was doing and saw that her eyes were red, like a soft and cute rabbit, making her both lovable and pitiful.
"No..." He gently nibbled on her earlobe, filled with remorse, and whispered, "Biyao, I will never let you forget me again."
He had to make her forget before out of desperation, as he thought he was going to die soon and didn't want her to wait in despair and pain any longer.
But today, Qinglan's words gave him great hope. Perhaps, he and she could really stay together for life.
The gentle kisses slowly drifted across her slender neck, sending shivers down her spine, before returning to her lips and penetrating deeper into her mouth.
"Mmm..." Biyao groaned weakly, her whole body tingling as if she were being electrocuted. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and back, her fingertips faintly touching the rough, raised scars.
Among those countless scars, there was also his countless acts of love and care for her… Tears welled up in her eyes again, and Biyao couldn’t help but gently stroke his back.
"Um……"
Qin Wuyan groaned softly. Some of her wounds hadn't fully healed, and as she touched them haphazardly, she inevitably felt a slight pain. It wasn't very painful, but the accompanying itchy and numb sensation was much more unbearable.
He suddenly knelt down, propped himself up, and quickly removed his clothes, revealing his muscular chest. He stared at her intently, his eyes burning with a struggle of desire.
“Biyao…” He leaned down, forehead to forehead, nose to nose, and asked in a low, husky voice, “Is it really okay?”
He had waited so long for this day, but he never expected it to happen so abruptly on such a night. She had also been drinking, and he wasn't sure if she was drunk.
Qin Wuyan never intended to take advantage of her vulnerability, and moreover, he still hoped to formally marry her, giving her the grandest and most perfect wedding in the conventional sense, not something as rushed and shabby as it was today…
Biyao looked completely bewildered. What had he just asked?
Is it okay?! You're already like this and you're still asking her if it's okay?!
She blinked and teased, "Qin Wuyan, you're making excuses, could it be... that you can't do it?"
Qin Wuyan's eyes widened, never expecting to be teased by her. He pulled her even tighter, her soft body pressed against his firm chest, and kissed her again, this time much rougher, even with a hint of abuse.
He whispered in her ear, "Do you think I'm good enough, hmm?"
Biyao's face flushed red instantly. She had never experienced love in either of her two lives. But thanks to Su Zhenzhen, she knew a little about what married couples do and say, so she had just exchanged some words with him.
But now… she suddenly felt scared, turned over so her back was to him, and was about to pull the blanket up to hide her head when Qin Wuyan hugged her from behind, resting his chin on her snow-white shoulder, and chuckled softly, “What? Scared?”
Biyao was extremely embarrassed and buried her face even deeper.
Qin Wuyan couldn't help but laugh, kissing her back repeatedly while slowly reaching out his hand.
"Mmm...no..." Biyao struggled, her voice trembling with tears, "Wuyan...no! Don't..."
Qin Wuyan didn't stop. His hot, wet kisses landed on her half-open lips with the rhythm of his fingers, and seeing her blushing face, he seemed to be suffering immense torment himself, his whole body covered in a fine layer of sweat. Finally, Biyao felt as if a lightning bolt had struck her mind, making her unable to see anything clearly, like a spring flood bursting its banks, sweeping everything away.
She collapsed into his arms, panting heavily.
Qin Wuyan hugged her tighter again, gently kissed her forehead, and asked, "Are you tired?"
Biyao kept her head down, extremely shy, and after a long while, she clenched her fist and gently punched him: "You're so naughty!!"
He chuckled softly and gently patted her back: "Go to sleep if you're tired."
Sleeping? Biyao looked up and said, "Then...you...what about you? Aren't you still..."
She was too embarrassed to continue. Although she was also a little scared, she felt that he was also enduring a lot. Since their relationship had already progressed to this point, taking it a step further wasn't out of the question.
Qin Wuyan gently smoothed a stray strand of hair from her forehead and smiled, "It's not possible now. We're going to the East Sea later, and there are many things that need to be resolved. If you accidentally get pregnant, it will be very troublesome."
"Pregnant??" Biyao's eyes widened suddenly, and she repeated incredulously, "Pregnant? You mean...we'll have a child?..."
Qin Wuyan was both amused and exasperated: "Don't tell me you didn't know you might be pregnant."
"Of course I know!"
Biyao wasn't that naive. She blushed and whispered, "I just... didn't think that much about it."
She genuinely never imagined that the two of them would have a child, let alone what they would do after having one.
So she was extremely shocked, yet also filled with a hidden excitement and joy. If everything went smoothly, she and he would have a child, a new life would be born, carrying both of their bloodlines…
Qin Wuyan stroked her long hair and smiled, "For you, I definitely have to think more and more far ahead. Our situation was not clear before. Fortunately, Brother Qinglong came back, and Miss Qinglan told us about the Underworld Emperor's plot. I think that as long as we work with Miss Qinglan to defeat the Underworld Emperor, we can be together forever from now on."
He was always thoughtful, so even in this moment of complete openness, he still considered her feelings and refused to indulge his desires.
A sudden, indescribable feeling of happiness welled up in Biyao's heart. She moved closer to him, feeling his erection, and whispered in his ear, "...If you're really in pain, I can help you!"
"Biyao!! No... um..." Qin Wuyan wanted to refuse, but it was too late. He couldn't help but moan softly, his whole body was like a taut bow, and he felt like his scalp was about to explode.
Seeing that he looked extremely uncomfortable, Biyao asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"
She asked this question with such sincerity and innocence, but it only made him more restless. His blood seemed to be on fire, burning him intensely.
He gazed at her intently for a while, his heart pounding like a drum, restless and agitated. Finally, on the verge of collapse, he suddenly leaned down and kissed her, placing his hand over hers...
A bright flash of lightning suddenly streaked across the window, followed by a deep, thunderous roar that echoed across the horizon, drowning out the muffled moans emanating from behind layers of silk curtains.
The thunder subsided, but the rain intensified. Finally, amidst the pattering rain, Qin Wuyan tilted his head back, his neck forming a beautiful arc, and let out a long breath, a strong sense of satisfaction welling up from his body and soul.
The room was hot and humid, and both of them were sweating a lot. Biyao felt uncomfortable, so Qin Wuyan got up and got a tub of hot water to take a bath.
Amidst the misty haze, feeling utterly relaxed, Biyao rested her head on Qin Wuyan's shoulder and asked with considerable curiosity, "Did you like that just now...?"
Qin Wuyan held her tightly and kissed her forehead with deep affection: "I love you. Biyao, as long as it's you, I'll love you no matter what."
Biyao blushed again at his words. She glanced at him sideways and said, "But I seem to remember someone named Muyao asking you if you liked the Ghost King's daughter? What did you say back then? Hmm... you seemed to say something like... you didn't like that Biyao?"
Once the Forget-Me-Not Gu was removed, she slowly began to remember everything. Sometimes she would feel disoriented, doubting whether that person was really her. Her memories might be confused, but her heart remained clear. Whenever those past events surfaced in her mind, she would feel the same emotions as her past self: gratitude, affection, joy, anger, jealousy—all these feelings seemed to surge forth vividly once again with her memories.
Rarely seeing her in this sarcastic mood, Qin Wuyan found it incredibly cute. He nuzzled her cheek and chuckled, "Yes, what I said before was that I didn't like Biyao. Because I love that girl named Biyao!"
He absolutely adored her.
Biyao was shy and lowered her head in embarrassment at his words. She lightly hit him and scolded, "You're just being glib!" But in her heart, she felt sweeter than if she had eaten the sweetest osmanthus cake. She leaned against his chest, listening to their heartbeats mingling, and felt extremely happy.
So this is what mutual affection feels like?
For the first time, Biyao clearly realized that she had never experienced such a wonderful, intoxicating, and captivating feeling when she was with Zhang Xiaofan before.
Even now, looking back, she realizes that the most common things Biyao and Zhang Xiaofan said to each other were things like "good and evil are irreconcilable," "I don't want to hurt you," and "Go away and don't come looking for me again." Words like "I like you" or "I love you" were almost never uttered. The only time she confessed her feelings was when Zhang Xiaofan, in order to get her to give up entering the Illusion Moon Cave, said, "I like you."
But when she heard those words, she didn't feel happy; instead, she felt sadness and pain. He liked her, so what? Just as Qin Wuyan said, there was an insurmountable chasm between the righteous and the demonic, and Zhang Xiaofan could never cross that chasm for her.
Throughout the entire relationship, she was the only one taking the initiative, while Zhang Xiaofan was always passively accepting and rarely reciprocating her feelings.
Thinking back on the past, Biyao was filled with emotion. She wrapped her arms around Qin Wuyan's neck and said earnestly, "Wuyan, no matter what happens in the future, you can't push me away again, okay?"
Her bright eyes were fixed on him, and her tone was extremely solemn: "Things like the Forget-Me-Not Gu and the Soul-Gathering Technique, which you did on your own initiative, must never happen again. No matter what happens, I hope we can face it together."
Qin Wuyan patted her head and said, "Biyao, there are some things I can face with you. But if something happens that might hurt you, I still hope you will think of yourself first and not worry about me."
"What nonsense are you spouting!"
Biyao frowned and said angrily, "How could I not care about you? Qin Wuyan, do you even know what kind of person I am?"
Qin Wuyan looked at her tenderly: "It's precisely because I know this that I hope you'll consider yourself first. Biyao, I've done so much not to make you feel guilty towards me, but simply because I want to see you live a good life. I once thought that even if you don't like me in this life, it doesn't matter; I just want you to live. If you're with me because you feel indebted to me, trying to make amends, then I won't accept it."
You know, I'm actually a very despicable person; I'll stop at nothing to achieve my goals. Before, I didn't dare hope you truly liked me, but at least you didn't hate me, and that was enough for me. So, if you truly love me now, you must live well, as if you're living for me, okay?
Biyao's eyes welled up with tears again at his words. She tilted her head up and kissed the corner of his lips, choking back sobs as she said, "But have you ever thought about my feelings? If I truly love you, how can I accept losing you? Wuyan, you can't be so cruel to me."
Qin Wuyan smiled and comforted her, "What I just said was only the worst-case scenario, which may not happen. I just hope you can understand that living is the most important thing, so I want you to live well no matter what, as long as it's possible."
Biyao stroked his cheek and said, "Then you must promise me that you will live well no matter what."
Qin Wuyan smiled and nodded: "Of course, I don't want to die that much. I even want to have a few more children with you in the future!"
Speaking of children, Biyao's eyes lit up, and she became visibly happy: "Then let's go back to Fox Ridge Mountain after everything is over. This time, why don't you step down as sect leader and let Brother Qinglong handle that? I'll have a few children with you, and I can teach them magic, while you can teach them medicine and poisons. Sigh... no, they still have to learn, but it's so tiring. I was exhausted from learning from you before. I really don't want raising children to be so tiring."
Qin Wuyan was surprised that she had thought of these things, and laughed, "If you feel tired, just leave it to me to discipline you."
Biyao said, "No, it's fine if it's a boy, but if it's a girl, and you raise her to be that kind of ruthless and vicious, then she'll truly become a demonic witch!"
Qin Wuyan couldn't help but chuckle: "Look at what you're saying, but I didn't turn you into a demonic witch, did I!"
Biyao was stunned for a moment, then belatedly realized that he was referring to the years she had been his apprentice. She was immediately filled with shame and anger, and kept hitting him, scolding, "How could you be so annoying! Don't mention it again!"
Qin Wuyan burst out laughing, grabbed her fidgeting hand, and kissed it: "Alright, alright, I won't mention it again. So... if we have a girl, you can take care of her? What do you think?"
Biyao rolled her bright eyes and said, "It still won't work. If I keep having daughters, I'll still be very tired."
Qin Wuyan smiled and said, "From what you're saying, how many children are you planning to have? Three? Four? Five?"
“Where would I go…” Biyao rolled her eyes inwardly, then leaned against him and said seriously, “Four or five is too much. I think it would be too much work to raise them. If the first two are a boy and a girl, then I only need two. When I was little, I was all alone, and I always thought how nice it would be if I had a younger brother or sister to play with. So, let’s have two too, it’ll be more lively.”
Qin Wuyan stroked her long hair and smiled, "Okay, I'll listen to you."
Biyao then asked, "And you, Wuyan, do you want a boy or a girl?"
Qin Wuyan said, "Didn't you say you wanted a man and a woman? Of course I want both."
Biyao said with dissatisfaction, "But you have to have children one at a time. For this first child, do you want a boy or a girl?"
Qin Wuyan thought about it seriously for a moment and said, "I want a boy!"
Biyao asked in surprise, "Why?"
Qin Wuyan smiled and said, "Because I definitely prefer a daughter to a son. If we have two or three children, I hope the eldest will be a son and the youngest a daughter. That way, she will be like you, with an older brother to protect her as she grows up."
This reason surprised Biyao, and she naturally thought of Qinglong, saying, "Speaking of this, Brother Qinglong is really... he actually pretended to be drunk to deceive us."
"I never expected him to do this..."
"What do you think will happen to Brother Qinglong after we get married? Should we find him a wife too? What kind of girl do you think he likes?"
"This..." Qin Wuyan was a little troubled. "I really don't know what kind of person he would like. Look at his attitude towards Qinglan, I always feel... he might prefer someone gentler?"
"No! I don't think so. Brother Qinglong, who is so taciturn, definitely needs a lively and clever girl to handle him."
"Lively and clever? Isn't that just like you?"
"...Qin Wuyan, what nonsense are you spouting now?!"
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