Chapter 42: Go Easy
Before coming to Yunling Realm, Sang Ying imagined that Xie Lingyu's parents would be similar to him in temperament, aloof and taciturn. In addition, given their identities as the Demon Emperor and Demon Empress, she thought they would be the cold and dignified type.
But unexpectedly...
The man with a serious expression said, "Hey, what's wrong with your wife giving your mother a hug? Don't be so petty, you big man."
A gentle-looking woman chimed in, "That's right, that's right. What did I teach you before? You should share good things with your friends. You have such a lovely wife, yet you've secretly kept her hidden away for three years."
Turning her head to look at Sang Ying, the woman smiled and reached out to her: "I remember her name is Xiao Ying, right? Let her father take her to heal. Come here, my sweet little Ying, let Mommy take you to visit the Cloud Spirit Realm."
The woman in front of me was beautiful and had a natural, approachable charm. She smiled gently, making it easy for people to relax.
Sang Ying seemed to see her senior brother. This feeling attracted her, so she peeked out from behind Xie Lingyu and stared at her intently.
Xie Lingyu said calmly, "She's a little shy. You'll scare her if you suddenly get close like this..."
Sang Ying carefully reached out and gently placed her fingers on her palm.
Xie Lingyu: ?
The woman grabbed her hand and pulled Sang Ying away, waving her hand as she went: "Yu Cang, don't bother making dinner tonight. Xiao Ying and I won't be back for dinner."
After saying that, he and Sang Ying disappeared into the clouds, leaving only the two men standing there.
Xie Lingyu looked at the man with her dark eyes: "Can't you control your wife?"
Xie Yucang patted his shoulder: "Hey, don't be so stingy. Your wife has never been to Yunling Realm before. Let your mother take her to have some fun."
...
As its name suggests, Yunling Realm is filled with clouds and mist, making it as beautiful as a fairyland.
The demon realm is different from the cultivation realm. It is natural and simple, with no magnificent and towering buildings, but rather cave dwellings that blend into nature.
For example, the squirrel demon lives in a nut house and sleeps in a mushroom bed.
The fish demon lived in a seashell house and played around with the seaweed demon. The turtle demon was practicing boxing after taking off its shell, while two shrimp demons were playing chess on their shed shells.
These demons would greet them warmly as they passed by: "Good afternoon, Your Majesty the Demon Queen."
Then he focused his gaze on Sang Ying, his eyes burning: "Is this our Crown Princess? Oh my, has His Highness the Crown Prince finally decided to let his Crown Princess show her after hiding her for so many years?"
The woman smiled and put her arm around Sang Ying's shoulder from behind: "Yes, isn't the Crown Princess adorable!"
"..."
Sang Ying's ears burned, and she lowered her head in embarrassment. How did their marriage become the talk of the entire Yunling Realm?
The woman showed Sang Ying around the Cloud Spirit Realm, chatting with her as they strolled.
Sang Ying learned that her name was Rong Xueman, and that she had been married to the Demon Emperor Xie Yucang for many years, living in the Dragon Palace on the sea in the Cloud Spirit Realm.
Perhaps it is the backlash brought about by their superior talent, but dragons are naturally not good at conceiving, and it becomes more difficult as they get older, resulting in an extremely small number of offspring. The dragons in the Cloud Spirit Realm now are all very old dragons.
For thousands of years, these dragons had been longing for new offspring, their eyes practically popping out of their heads, and finally, Xie Lingyu arrived.
After finally hatching from the egg, it stayed in the Cloud Spirit Realm for more than ten years before running away from home. It insisted on learning swordsmanship in a human sect in the cultivation world and never returned.
This greatly troubled the old dragons. How could the young dragon be so rebellious? Not only did it refuse to learn the magic they had inherited, but it also refused to go home.
When they heard that he had gotten married, the group of lonely old dragons were finally happy. Getting married early meant they could have baby dragons sooner, right?
So everyone clamored to attend the wedding, including his father Xie Yucang, but Xie Lingyu ruthlessly sent them all back.
Rong Xueman smiled, her eyes crinkling: "Xiaoyu has always been stubborn and rebellious since she was little."
"I don't know if it's because those old dragons were always talking around him when he was still in his egg, but he was extremely annoyed by them and was always going against them."
Sang Ying found it somewhat amusing, never expecting Xie Lingyu to have such a past.
Rong Xueman: "By the way, I still have Xiaoyu's old eggshells. Do you want to take a look?"
Sang Ying's eyes lit up, and she nodded vigorously.
Rong Xueman led her to a quiet and secluded fairyland, which was the dragon's nest, where newly hatched dragons lived.
Sang Ying saw that there were many things inside: a beautiful dragon egg as green as jade, several swordsman sketchbooks, small wooden carvings in the shape of various swords, and shed baby scales...
Sang Ying flipped through the sketchbook, looking at the various dashing swordsmen and knivesmen on it. It was as if she could see the delicate and beautiful young boy, resting his chin on his hand and looking at it intently, while the little dragon tail behind him swayed.
She couldn't help but laugh; she hadn't known Xie Lingyu had this side to her.
...
When the old dragons learned that Xie Lingyu had returned with Sang Ying, they were all excited and waited at the Dragon Palace early in the morning, only to see Xie Lingyu and Xie Yucang return.
This angered them, and they all complained, "Didn't you say you were coming back with your wife? Where is she?"
Xie Lingyu glanced at Xie Yucang indifferently.
Xie Yucang coughed lightly: "Ancestors, please don't worry. Xueman took her out to play and will be back later. Lingyu is injured, so I'll take him to heal his wounds first."
Upon hearing that their little dragon was injured, the old dragons immediately became concerned, some bringing medicine, others offering their labor, and all sorts of rare and precious herbs piled up into a small mountain.
Xie Lingyu sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes. Xie Yucang and several old dragons sat beside him, creating a rich spiritual energy field for him to recuperate.
Even sitting still, he couldn't stay still and kept asking questions.
"Ling Yu, how's your relationship with your wife? It's been three years and you haven't brought her home to visit."
"Where's Xiaolong? Where's Xiaolong? Is there Xiaolong yet?"
When it is restored, the dragon's horns and tail will be revealed, and the other dragons will inevitably see the ring on the young dragon's tail, which is pure gold and flawless.
The dragons suddenly fell silent.
A deathly silence.
...We've been married for three years and haven't even slept together yet?
They exchanged glances and communicated with Xie Yucang using their divine senses.
[Yu Cang, does Ling Yu have some kind of problem in that area?]
[That's right, he's been married for several years now, how come they've never had a proper consummation ceremony?]
[Even we dragons have hot flashes, doesn't Ling Yu have one too?]
Xie Yucang: [I don't know either. You guys know this kid ran away when he was little.]
He hesitated for a moment: "Perhaps he has a hidden health condition? After all, he grew up outside; maybe he was harmed."
[Oh dear, how can you, as a father, not pay attention? If Lingyu isn't up to par, it's such a waste of that young girl's time.]
I just remembered that my yard has a lot of medicinal herbs that can boost energy and enhance male virility; I'll go back and pick some.
I have a friend who's an old healer; I'll go ask him right away.
【I also……】
Sang Ying played until late at night before returning to the Dragon Palace in the sea.
As soon as she pushed the door open, she saw a pile of herbs and pills on the table. The table was overflowing, and they were hastily piled up on the floor, forming a small mountain. Sang Ying almost tripped over them when she came in.
She picked it up and looked at it, and found that most of the herbs were for replenishing qi and strengthening yang... How did she know that? Of course, it was because when she first learned that he was impotent, she carefully looked up ways to improve his condition.
He picked up a bottle of pills and looked at it; it turned out to be the same kind of love potion.
Sang Ying looked up at the young man who was resting by the couch in the room and asked in confusion, "Xie Lingyu, why did you bring all this here?"
She suddenly realized and blurted out, "Are you really not capable?"
Xie Lingyu: "..."
He grabbed her wrist and led her into the house. Her injuries had not yet healed, and her dragon horns and tail had not retracted.
Xie Lingyu's expression was gloomy. He pulled the person into his arms, the dragon's tail wrapping around her waist, and he spoke coldly, almost word by word: "It was sent by those old dragons, the reason..."
The dragon's tail lay in her palm, the ring at the end of its tail being pure gold and translucent.
The young man embraced her from behind, lowered his head and bit her shoulder, uttering the remaining words through gritted teeth, his voice thick with malice.
"...It's this one."
Sang Ying immediately understood that the dragons understood the significance of the binding ring, so they could tell he was a virgin dragon at a glance.
Outsiders, unaware of the specifics of their marriage, would assume that they hadn't consummated their marriage even after three years of marriage, and naturally attribute the cause to Xie Lingyu.
Having figured this out, Sang Ying almost laughed. "Then why don't you explain to them that our marriage is just a sham?"
A sudden sharp pain shot through her neck; the young man had bitten her. He seemed a little angry, grinding his teeth against her soft flesh. He only released her when he heard her cry of pain, giving her two soothing kisses.
Cool knuckles slipped inside his clothes at the waist, and the young man's voice was low and husky, "Junior sister, have you forgotten another method?"
Once they work together on the repairs, the problem will naturally be solved.
Sang Ying's ears turned red, and she grabbed his hand and pulled it away. "No, I promised Rongrong's mother that I would sleep with her tonight. I came back to get my favorite pillow, but I left it with you."
Xie Lingyu: ?
Rongrong...Mother?
How did they become so familiar with each other in just one day?
Sang Ying took a pillow from his storage ring, pushed his hand away and stood up. Her ears were still a little red. She said seriously, "Besides, your injury hasn't healed yet. The medical cultivator said you can't cultivate or do strenuous exercise, or it will reopen your wound. You should just rest and recuperate!"
After saying that, he grabbed his pillow and ran away in a flash, closing the door behind him.
Sang Ying stayed in Yunling Realm for half a month and had completely adapted to life there, spending her days playing around Yunling Realm with Rong Xueman.
Rong Xueman was very, very good to her. She would even comb her hair, her fingers gently running through her dark hair, braiding it into a small braid and pinning it up.
She slept with Rong Xueman at night. She lay on the pillow, swinging her legs, listening to Rong Rong's mother tell her interesting stories about the dragon clan and Xie Lingyu's past.
Both of them adapted very well to the mother-in-law/daughter-in-law relationship.
The Crown Prince and Crown Princess have finally returned, and all the demons in the Cloud Spirit Realm are overjoyed.
Only two people exuded a low-pressure atmosphere—
"Little Firefly, the new hammock I had made is finished. Let's go to sleep. I'll tell you a story today..."
"good!"
Xie Yucang watched the two figures disappear around the corner with a deep gaze, then turned to the young man beside him: "Can't you control your wife?"
Ever since Sang Ying arrived, his wife has cruelly abandoned him and hasn't slept with him for half a month!
They've never been this long since they had a fight, a cold war, or slept in separate rooms!
Xie Lingyu drank the herbal medicine to heal her injuries, slowly raised her eyelashes, and said in a light tone: "Men shouldn't be so petty."
Xie Yucang: "..."
Ultimately, Xie Yucang couldn't rely on his son, so he decided to make a living on his own.
The next day, as evening approached, Xie Yucang secretly watched his son leave for Tianzaishui and quickly found Sang Ying, who had finally managed to find herself alone.
"Daughter-in-law, something's happened!"
Sang Ying was taken aback. "What's wrong?"
Xie Yucang's expression was solemn: "It's like this, Ling Yu's injuries have become more serious recently. I've noticed that he's been secretly practicing martial arts at night lately, which must have aggravated his wounds while practicing. I've tried to persuade him, but he won't listen at all. Daughter-in-law, could you try to talk to him?"
Upon hearing this, Sang Ying became nervous and turned to go to Xie Lingyu's room in the Dragon Palace.
Xie Yucang quickly spoke up: "He's not in the room, he's gone out. He's in the place where he used to live. This is a guiding butterfly. Just follow it and you'll find him."
When Xie Lingyu was young, he was unruly and naturally did not like living in the Dragon Palace with his parents. He had his own residence in the Cloud Spirit Realm, which was named Tian Zai Shui.
When Sang Ying arrived with Yin Die, it was already dark.
Misty clouds swirled around the shallow bay, reflecting the bright moon's image in the water. The entire sky resembled a painting poured onto the lake, a breathtaking sight.
Not far away, an elegant little bamboo garden sits amidst the clouds and mist, its windows glowing with warm yellow light reflected in the bay.
Xie Lingyu was indeed there. Sang Ying was a little annoyed. This person really didn't cherish his body at all. He was cultivating again before his injuries had even healed.
Surrounded by darkness, she was about to walk forward when suddenly a pale blue spiritual lotus bloomed in the shallow bay, opening up the entire lake, and a path of blue spiritual light paved out in front of her.
Sang Ying thought to herself, "Xie Lingyu is quite refined, making his residence like this."
Walking along the path paved with spiritual light, Sang Ying arrived at the bamboo garden and went into the lit room, pushing open the door.
"Xie Lingyu..."
The conversation abruptly ended when the view inside the room became clear.
The young man sat calmly at his desk, which was covered with sheets of Xuan paper, each with the three characters "Xie Lingyu" written on it.
Some were neat and tidy, some were messy, and some were smeared with ink... They were not only on the table, but all over the room.
These... were written during that century of waiting. She didn't want to forget him, so she wrote like this every day, trying to remember him in this way.
But these were clearly locked in the study of her original house... and this gloomy perverted dragon actually secretly opened them to look.
Sang Ying realized what was happening and her body stiffened.
But the young man remained calm, raising his eyes to look at her: "Junior sister, why did you suddenly come here?"
Sang Ying looked away, trying to calm herself down, and explained her purpose for coming: "Your father sent me."
The young man held a sheet of Xuan paper lightly with his long, slender fingers, lazily resting his chin on his hand: "Junior sister, he has deceived you. He just wants to get rid of you so he can be with his Daoist partner."
Sang Ying: "..."
Is this even possible?
Xie Lingyu chuckled: "Junior Sister, have you underestimated the dragon race's possessiveness towards their mates?"
Sang Ying recalled the dragons she had seen during this time. They were indeed all in pairs, inseparable, even during the day their tails were intertwined.
She scratched the tip of her nose. "Okay, since you're alright, I'll head back now."
Just as he finished speaking and was about to step back, he suddenly bumped into the door.
Sang Ying turned to check, but the door to the room was locked at some point.
"Junior sister, aren't you going to explain yourself before leaving?"
Sang Ying turned her gaze back. The aloof young man put down the Xuan paper between his fingers and stood up. She panicked for no reason. "Explain what?"
The young man walked up to her, bent down slightly to look her in the eye, his dark eyes filled with a deep and melancholy gaze. "Junior sister, why did you write so much of my name?"
Sang Yingxin's heart skipped a beat. She looked away and tried to brush it off, saying, "I'm just writing casually, practicing calligraphy, is that not allowed?"
Suddenly, Wen Liang's small face was lifted up by her fingers. Sang Ying was stunned and hadn't reacted when a shadow fell in front of her and Wen Liang's lips pressed against hers.
His kiss wasn't fierce, it was very gentle, his lips pressed against mine, slowly embracing me.
This was their first kiss after a century apart. Sang Ying felt both familiar and strange. It was familiar because of his scent, still that comforting sandalwood fragrance.
The unfamiliar sensation was the touch; the sucking and caressing sensation on her lips made her heart race, but she...did not resist it.
After his initial gentleness, the young man seemed to reveal his true nature again, becoming fierce. He bit her lip and then probed inside, pressing his teeth against her upper jaw.
She was so confused that she opened her mouth, blocking him from view.
A cool hand rested on her lower back, and her long, slender fingers squeezed her tightly. Sang Ying let out a soft moan, her body went limp, and she immediately opened her pearly teeth.
The young man then reached in and immediately found her little tongue, his tongue tip touching and sucking, hooking and teasing her little tongue.
"Waaah...!"
Sang Ying had very little experience with kissing to begin with, and after a hundred years, she had forgotten it all. Soon she was sobbing and unable to breathe.
Her fingers clutched his clothes helplessly, her eyes reddened, her eyelashes trembled, and glistening tears hung in her eyes.
She was only released when she couldn't breathe. Her mind was hazy, and she could only gasp for air by instinct. The young man's fingers caressed her lower back, and he asked in her ear, "Junior sister, why did you write my name?"
Confused by the kiss, Sang Ying couldn't understand the question at all. "Hmm...?"
Before she could finish speaking, she was kissed again, catching her breath.
Sang Ying, who hadn't had a proper rest, endured his increasingly fierce kisses. Her slender white fingers gripped his clothes tightly, and her eyes were filled with a thick layer of moisture, making her look extremely pitiful.
When she could no longer breathe, she scratched weakly with her fingers and pushed against him, and the young man finally separated from her.
She could no longer stand and was only able to stand by the young man's strength. If it weren't for the young man's hand supporting her waist, she would have collapsed to the ground.
The scent of sandalwood in the air was incredibly strong; even when she took deep breaths, she could smell it all. At that moment, it was like wine, making her increasingly intoxicated.
"Waaah..."
As she caught her breath, he asked her the same question again in her ear.
Sang Ying realized this time that if she didn't answer the question honestly, he would kiss her again and again.
Just as his dazed mind was starting to process what he was thinking, he was about to kiss her again, so Sang Ying quickly said, "I...I said, Xie Lingyu."
"It's because... I don't want to forget you."
The young man stopped, seemingly satisfied with the answer. He pressed against her, cupping her face and lingering over her with light kisses, his gloomy voice now tinged with a cheerful laugh.
"Junior sister, say it again."
Sang Ying regained some consciousness, opened her mouth and bit his finger, grinding it fiercely, refusing to speak.
Xie Lingyu wasn't annoyed. He gently pressed his fingertips against her lips, slowly caressing them, his dark, glassy eyes fixed on her.
After staring at each other for a while, she asked softly, "Junior sister, is it alright?"
Now that Sang Ying was fully awake, she understood what he meant by his question. She felt ashamed and angry. This lecherous dragon, his injuries hadn't even healed yet and he was still thinking about such things.
However... Sang Ying has seen many dragons during this time, and every pair of them are inseparable. They are unrestrained in their nature and have no shame. Their dragon tails are openly displayed and intertwined with their partner's tail, with dazzling golden and red rings.
Xie Lingyu clearly has a Daoist partner, but they have never cultivated together, and the binding ring is pure gold, which is considered to indicate that he has a hidden ailment.
So, Sang Ying thought, it was understandable that he was in such a hurry.
Seeing that the girl did not respond for a long time, Xie Lingyu assumed that the pain from the previous times had left her with a trauma, and paused.
"I'll be gentler this time."
Sang Ying interpreted these words differently: he would be gentle and wouldn't let his wound reopen.
Thinking about it this way, he felt less burdened. His injuries had healed a lot during this time, so it wouldn't be a problem for him to have a joint treatment once in a while.
So Sang Ying, her ears turning red, nodded gently.
"……Oh well."
Before he could speak, she added with a serious expression, "However, we can only do it once!"
Xie Lingyu: "..."
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