Chapter 469: Succubus (40)
"No, disciple obeys! Disciple has absolutely no objection. From now on, when I drink soup, I will definitely let the cat eat meat. I will treat her like an ancestor and never let her suffer any harm." Wen Wan said quickly. How could she dare to have any objections? How could she dare? Aren't they afraid of death?
Wen Wan never expected that the cat she gave away would come back one day. At first, Wen Wan was extremely reserved, after all, her current situation was very sensitive. If she did anything to the cat, it was not impossible for Gu Yuan to kill her.
However, as time went by, Gu Yuan didn't seem to have any intention of killing her, and Wen Wan gradually relaxed. Although this might be what they call "boiling a frog in lukewarm water," there was no way around it. For the easygoing Wen Wan, it was too difficult to stay calm all the time.
Wen Wan started grinding ink for Gu Yuan, occasionally serving him tea and water, and sometimes being tested on her cultivation progress. The rest of the time, Wen Wan happily petted the cat.
Li Sha often came to visit Wen Wan. Li Sha asked her if she still wanted to leave Mingyuan Sect. Of course Wen Wan wanted to. This was just a delaying tactic. It would become a major problem sooner or later. Only by leaving could she truly rest easy.
She waited until Gu Yuan relaxed his attitude, then ran away without ever looking back.
Lisa nodded.
Wen Wan would always ask about Li Sha's situation, subtly confirming that she hadn't been bullied, hadn't encountered her biological father, was cultivating properly, and had no possibility of turning evil.
...
Spring came and autumn went, and soon Wen Wan had been by Gu Yuan's side for a full six months.
Wen Wan felt that she and Gu Yuan had become very close, and her skin had become thicker and thicker. It was even normal for her to occasionally cheat or be cunning. She could even tell Gu Yuan's rare emotions from his usually expressionless face.
Gu Yuan was an extremely dull person. It seemed that his life consisted of nothing but practicing calligraphy and occasionally reporting necessary matters on behalf of the sect leader.
Being the male lead isn't easy!
Is this even human? Even Buddha was so detached from desires.
As Wen Wan ground ink, she yawned. She had spent the whole night at her senior classmates' place last night, and they were having a team-building activity. How could they leave her out? So, early this morning, Wen Wan came to "work" while still yawning.
With a cat nestled in her arms, Wen Wan was seemingly stroking it with one hand.
"Have you been drinking?"
Wen Wan nodded. "I only had one drink, I'm not drunk."
I'm so sleepy, so incredibly sleepy.
"Master, don't you get bored writing so much every day? Don't you think your life is boring?"
Gu Yuan paused, then looked up at Wen Wan, whose eyes were already half-closed. She said she wasn't drunk, but she was obviously quite drunk, and her words were out of control.
"Do you think I'm boring?" Gu Yuan asked.
Wen Wan: "Isn't that right? How old are you? A hundred, two hundred, or several hundred years old? All you do every day is practice calligraphy, drink tea instead of eating, have no entertainment, have never been in a relationship, have never drunk alcohol, and don't even leave the house. If you're not boring, who is? You're practically a jade Buddha."
Wen Wan, unaware that she was drunk, started rambling on and on.
"After you ascend to immortality and become a god, you'll probably still do nothing but practice calligraphy. How boring! What a boring life! If I lived like you, I would go crazy."
In the heat of her speech, Wen Wan knocked over the inkstone with a loud thud, spilling all the ink. Most of it splashed onto Wen Wan's hands and face, and even Gu Yuan's sleeves and the half-finished scripture were affected.
Wen Yan: "..."
Instinctively realizing he had made a mistake, he calmed down a bit and quickly wiped his face with his sleeve, saying, "Master, I was wrong, I didn't mean to."
The more you wipe it, the dirtier it gets.
Gu Yuan sighed, then waved his hand, and all the ink disappeared.
Gu Yuan: "You still say you're not drunk? Come back and accept your punishment after you've sobered up."
Wen Yan: "..."
"Go down."
Wen Wan withdrew and returned to her room, instantly falling into a deep sleep.
Let them punish me then; it's something that happened after I woke up.
When Wen Wan woke up, she was punished by being made to face the wall for three hours to reflect on her mistakes, with an inkstone on her head, and ink still inside the inkstone.
devil.
Gu Yuan is a devil. Who said his life was boring? He clearly finds pleasure in punishing himself.
Thinking about the nonsense she had uttered, Wen Wan felt like dying.
...
Wen Wan had almost forgotten her own identity. If she hadn't received Chu Hongyan's message, she might have really forgotten that she had such a troublesome old mother.
Chu Hongyan wanted to see her, but Wen Wan dared not go. So she pretended not to see her and continued living her life as before.
The second time, Chu Hongyan was clearly angry.
The letter sent to her said that if she didn't go to see him, she would lose her life.
This really is his own flesh and blood; he actually threatened his own daughter. Wen Wan could only sneak away, not daring to let the male lead find out. If he knew she was going to see Chu Hongyan, she would be doomed.
Wen Wan left Mingyuan Sect and then met Chu Hongyan. This time, the male concubine was still there, and Wen Wan was almost driven to PTSD.
"Mother." Wen Wan had barely uttered the words when she felt a force slam into her, making her feel as if her internal organs were about to shift, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.
"System, block pain."
The system quickly blocked its own host.
Wen Wan looked at Chu Hongyan, "Mother, what's wrong?"
Chu Hongyan: "What's wrong with me? I'd like to ask you what's wrong with you. Do you even remember who you are? You are my daughter, the young master of the Blissful Sect, and a member of the Succubus Clan. Do you really think you're some kind of immortal cultivator?"
Wen Wan: "My daughter hasn't forgotten."
"Now that you've become Gu Yuan's personal disciple, did you administer the drug?"
Wen Yan: "..."
She had long since lost track of where the medicine was. Wen Wan quickly said, "Gu Yuan is very wary, and he already knows his daughter's identity. He keeps me by his side to monitor her. He makes me soak in the Pool of Good and Evil every day. I can't do anything at all, otherwise I will be killed immediately."
"It's not that my daughter doesn't want to do it, it's that she really doesn't have the opportunity."
"The Pool of Good and Evil?"
"You soaked in it?" Chu Hongyan appeared in front of Wen Wan the next second, then rolled up her sleeve and looked at her fair arm without any scars. Chu Hongyan's expression was complicated.
"As expected, as expected. You were born into the Blissful Sect and raised by my own hands. You have the blood of a succubus, yet you possess such a hypocritical heart of a bodhisattva. You are as disgusting as your father."
Wen Yan: "???"
Why is she even cursing her dead father? Oh well, let him curse. He's long dead anyway, he won't suddenly come back to life to defend himself.
The original plot didn't elaborate on her father at all, but it's clear that Chu Hongyan definitely didn't love him, otherwise how could she have dozens or even hundreds of male concubines, and even have the female lead as her father, whom she spoiled rotten?
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