Chapter 48: Jade Sword Tassel
...What kind of talk is that!
Sang Ying's ears turned red, both ashamed and angry. She was clearly punishing him, so why did he seem to be enjoying it?
The jade dragon horn beneath her palm was warm and smooth, and although it was supposed to be cool to the touch, Sang Ying felt inexplicably hot. She tried to pull it back, but he held her wrist so tightly that she couldn't move it.
The young man was right in front of her, and the rich sandalwood scent enveloped her. The dragon's tail followed suit and wrapped around her calves.
Meeting his eyes, Sang Ying, who had just been full of confidence, suddenly became shy. She had experience with this before, so she knew exactly what he wanted to do.
Thinking about the bad things she had just done to bully him, she felt guilty and a little scared, afraid that he would really retaliate as he said, and that she would cry all night again.
She stammered, "Um, Xie Lingyu, although you begged, I didn't agree."
As she spoke, she raised her hand to push his shoulder and moved her legs back, but her expression suddenly froze, as if she had sensed something. "Wait, I think..."
Her chin was lifted, and the young man's long, slender fingers cupped her face as he kissed her, swallowing the last syllable of her voice, their lips and teeth entwined.
Xie Lingyu knew she liked gentle kisses, so this kiss was exceptionally tender, lingering on her lips little by little.
Sang Ying felt as if she were in the clouds and mist of the Cloud Spirit Realm, her whole body felt light and airy, and she soon succumbed to it without any self-control, becoming dazed and confused.
Everything went very smoothly. Xie Lingyu used his knuckles to loosen the red ribbon at the back of her neck, kissed her earlobe, and whispered her affectionate nickname.
He tried it last time, and it was very effective; she liked it very much.
As expected, the girl's amber eyes were filled with moisture, and she was humming and whimpering, completely immersed in this gentle embrace, without having the slightest thought of stopping him.
Until his kiss moved down and drew near, he suddenly smelled a trace of blood.
A gust of wind blew through the window, and Sang Ying became more awake. She looked up and saw his actions. Just as she was about to stop him, she saw him suddenly freeze.
...Clearly, he knew too.
Sang Ying blushed, pulled her clothes up, turned her face away and snorted softly, "I was just about to tell you that I've started my period, but you wouldn't listen."
The young man in front of her stood up, frowned slightly, and looked up at her with his dark eyes: "It should be the beginning of the month, why is it a few days earlier?"
Sang Ying knew that Xie Lingyu remembered her menstrual period. She didn't know anything when she first had her period, and he was the one who helped her make menstrual pads.
Perhaps it was the memory of her writhing in pain on the bed during her first period that left a deep impression on him. Even back in Minghua Mountain, he would remember to remind her not to eat cold or raw foods a few days before her period.
After they got married, this job was handed over to Jingxi, who would pay attention to her diet and prepare hot soup.
After thinking about the reason for the early arrival of the Gui water (癸水), Sang Ying paused, then pretended to be calm and said, "It's probably because of the change in environment."
The young man glanced at her briefly, then turned to look at the table inside the hall, where a bowl of unfinished iced porridge remained, the ice kept from melting by magic.
"..."
Oh no, I forgot to put it away.
It's summer now, and the weather was hot in the afternoon, making me restless. So, the little demon brought me some iced porridge to cool me down.
Sang Ying was preoccupied with her thoughts. She took the iced porridge, drank a few mouthfuls, and then remembered that she couldn't drink it, so she quickly put it down.
Sang Ying opened her mouth to explain, but the young man in front of her suddenly turned around and disappeared into the bedroom in an instant, leaving only a cold back view.
Sang Ying was still a little confused. Why did he leave?
Was she angry because she ate something cold before her period? But that doesn't mean she would just turn around and leave her behind. A thought suddenly popped into Sang Ying's mind: Could it be because... she can't cultivate together right now?
Thinking of this possibility, Sang Ying was a little annoyed. That wretched perverted dragon.
She buried her face in the pillow and sighed. Just as she was about to get up to tidy herself up and change her clothes, a sharp pain shot through her lower abdomen. Her face turned pale, and she fell back down.
She was weak and already suffered from menstrual cramps; now, accidentally eating something cold made it even worse.
With her head buried in the pillow, her breath trembling, Sang Ying quickly curled up into a shrimp-like shape from the pain, her fingers turning white from the effort, and her vision becoming somewhat blurry.
My hand was suddenly held by warm knuckles, and my tightly clenched fingers were gently pried open.
Immediately afterwards, Sang Ying felt herself being pulled into a warm embrace, with a hand covering her lower abdomen, which felt warm and was being gently massaged.
The warm spiritual energy soothed my stomach, relieving the pain considerably, and I felt warm all over.
This feeling was very familiar to Sang Ying; she would have this feeling every time she experienced menstrual cramps and fell asleep at night.
Sang Ying lifted her eyelids and saw Xie Lingyu.
...Sure enough, he secretly warmed her stomach every night.
Sang Ying looked away and whispered, "Didn't you leave in anger?"
Xie Lingyu was indeed angry, angry that her daughter didn't take care of her health, but looking at her pale and listless face, she sighed softly, "There are no medicinal herbs here, so I went to the storeroom to get some to brew medicine."
The scent of blood in the air had thickened, and a faint red hue could already be seen.
Xie Lingyu picked her up and reached out to unbutton her clothes. Sang Ying panicked. Who would ask someone to help them change clothes after their menstrual blood has soiled them? "Xie Lingyu, I can do it myself."
"Junior sister, do you still have the strength to stand up?"
The young man glanced at her indifferently.
"..."
Sang Ying's ears turned red, and she nudged him, "Then you go out first, I'll change here."
Seeing her resistance, Xie Lingyu narrowed his eyes slightly, gently pinched her cheek with his fingertips, and said with dissatisfaction, "Is there a problem with helping a husband and wife change clothes?"
Sang Ying couldn't really find any fault with it for the time being. They had already done joint cultivation, so changing clothes was nothing to complain about.
But she always felt strange. Would husbands help their wives change clothes like this in other couples...?
With just that thought, her fair fingers had already untied the blood-stained underpants and tossed them aside.
Sang Ying watched as he took a new pair of underpants from his storage ring, padded them with a sewn white cotton cloth, carefully wiped them clean, and then helped her put them on.
After going through all this, Sang Ying felt she was too ashamed to face anyone anymore, so she buried her head in his arms and pretended to be dead like an ostrich.
His body felt warm, and as he pretended to get sleepy, he was picked up again and fed herbal medicine while he was still half asleep.
Sang Ying took a sip and immediately recognized it as the one Jing Xi had given her before.
At that time, she was wondering how Jingxi knew that her period had come early. It turned out that Xie Lingyu had warmed her up that day and cooked her a medicinal soup.
Sang Ying held the medicine bowl and said softly, "Actually, I drank it by accident this afternoon. I was thinking about something and got distracted and didn't notice."
After she finished drinking, Xie Lingyu took the bowl of medicine and asked in a calm tone, "Junior Sister, what are you thinking about so intently?"
"Thinking of...you."
The medicine bowl silently cracked between his fingers.
Sang Ying didn't notice, she just spoke with trembling eyelashes, her eyes misting over, her voice growing softer and softer: "My relationship with you."
Xie Lingyu calmly tossed the broken bowl into the tray, then turned to look at her, "What happened to our relationship?"
Sang Ying fidgeted with her fingers, her eyes downcast: "I feel a little uneasy..."
The surrounding air suddenly turned cold and heavy. The young man frowned, his dark eyes fixed on her, and his tone was gloomy: "Junior sister, are you saying you're backing out of being with me now?"
Sang Ying was stunned, looked up and blinked blankly, "I..."
The young woman chuckled softly, her eyelashes drooping slightly, obscuring her dark eyes and revealing her emotions. Her voice was low: "Junior sister, if you want to back out, then so be it. But a divorce is absolutely out of the question. Don't even think about it. I've already chosen a location for the palace; it's a beautiful place, and I'm sure you'll love it. Tomorrow…"
Sang Ying: "..."
He really intends to lock her up!
Sang Ying raised her hand and slapped his forehead, interrupting his perverted speech: "I didn't say I regret being with you, nor did I want a divorce. I just wanted to say that things were a bit too fast, and something was missing."
Xie Lingyu paused slightly: "What's missing?"
The girl in front of him looked a little awkward. She looked away and whispered even softer, "...You never even pursued me."
"..."
Xie Lingyu was quiet for a while, then said, "Junior sister really knows how to cheat."
Sang Ying looked up, puzzled: "What's wrong with me?"
The young man lifted her small face with his pale fingers. He sat down beside her, his dark eyes fixed on her, his emotions churning. He gently stroked her pale lips with his fingertips. "Saying such things at a time like this."
He means... he wants to kiss her again.
Sang Ying belatedly realized that her ears were turning red, and hurriedly turned away, saying, "I'm sleepy, I want to go to sleep."
"good."
The young man extinguished the spirit pearl, embraced her, and placed his palm on her lower abdomen to relieve her menstrual cramps.
His body was warm, and Sang Ying was almost completely enveloped in his arms. She could feel his chin resting against her neck, and his breath tickling her neck.
Although the two were already husband and wife, this was the first time that Sang Ying slept with Xie Lingyu while she was awake.
It was a strange feeling. I had always slept alone, and suddenly there was someone next to me. I could hear his breathing and feel his body temperature. All of this was unfamiliar and novel.
Sang Ying had initially felt sleepy after taking the medicine, but now she was wide awake.
So this is what it feels like to have a husband. He took up most of the bed, and she was firmly held in his arms.
She suffered from cold for many years, and the brocade quilt below her legs was never warm, feeling like an ice cave. Therefore, she often slept curled up, hugging a pillow.
Now the blankets around my feet are warm, so I can stretch out completely and sleep without having to curl up anymore.
She tried to probe the blankets beside her with her toes, and found them to be warm. Curious, she began to explore the area, but before long, the young man's leg pressed down on her.
Xie Lingyu nudged her neck, his voice languid, "Junior Sister, aren't sleepy again?"
Sang Ying hummed softly and said slowly, "I'm not used to sleeping together all of a sudden."
She poked his hand, which was wrapped around her waist, with her finger and chuckled, "You don't seem to be bothered at all."
Not only did he not seem uncomfortable, but he also seemed quite adept at it. He reached out and pulled her into his arms, clearly indicating that he had secretly climbed into her bed and cuddled her to sleep quite often.
The young man's hands were also different from hers; they were large, with long knuckles and prominent joints.
Sang Ying curiously touched his fingers, and perhaps because of the darkness of night, a fleeting and hazy thought suddenly popped into her mind.
"Xie Lingyu, are we really husband and wife?"
Suddenly, a large hand gripped her hand, pulling her backward until she touched the golden ring at the end of the dragon's tail.
The young man's voice was gloomy and somewhat displeased. "Junior Sister has already consumed my vital essence. Is she trying to renege on her debt by asking this now?"
Sang Ying blinked, "But if couples who have cultivated together are to get married, then what about the female cultivators of the Joyful Union Sect..."
She felt a bite on her neck, the sharp teeth clearly filled with resentment. "Junior sister can't even last one night, and she's thinking of cultivating with other male cultivators?"
Sang Ying: ?
What kind of thought process could come up with such logic?
Ever since he revealed his true nature, after spending so many days together, Sang Ying always felt that he was suspicious and paranoid, always suspecting that she liked someone else, even her senior brother, and that she had another lover.
Now it's getting even more outrageous; people suspect she wants to cultivate together with other male cultivators.
She already has a husband, how could she possibly seek out other male cultivators?
Sang Ying also felt a bit resentful, her voice muffled: "Do I look like a fickle person?"
The young man behind her was quiet for a moment, then buried his head in the crook of her neck, tightened his arms around her, and spoke very softly, almost inaudibly.
"...I'm just afraid that my junior sister will leave me."
Sang Ying was stunned for a moment, and then her ears burned when she realized what he was doing. He was being way too clingy.
Sang Ying gave a mumbled "hmm," then suddenly remembered that it was Qixi Festival today. When he went to buy her something, he heard about the custom that lovers would exchange gifts on Qixi Festival.
He gave her so many things today, shouldn't she... reciprocate with a gift?
Sang Ying's face flushed at the thought of this. She moved her arm and took out the jade sword tassel that she had made long ago but kept hidden away.
She squeezed it in her palm, gritted her teeth, and stuffed it into his hand.
Xie Lingyu was taken aback, not knowing what had been suddenly stuffed into his hands. He took it out of bed and, in the soft moonlight, saw that it was a sword tassel.
The jade carving features a dragon emerging from the clouds, but the workmanship is not particularly exquisite; in fact, it is somewhat clumsy, with several scales missing from the dragon's tail.
His Adam's apple bobbed, and he opened his mouth for a while before speaking, his voice very soft: "My junior sister gave this to me?"
Sang Ying buried her face in the blanket, her eyes glistening with moisture, and said casually, "I saw this while shopping, bought it because it was on sale, but I don't need it, so I'm giving it to you."
"Okay, I'm going to sleep now, don't wake me."
As he spoke, he pulled the blanket over his head.
She was initially just shy and trying to hide, but after taking the medicine, she became sleepy and quickly fell asleep.
The moonlight streaming in through the window was pale and soft, amidst swirling clouds and mist.
The bedchamber quieted down, and a little fat dragon flew out from the sword hanging beside it, happily picking up the jade sword tassel.
"Look at this exquisite craftsmanship, this beautiful and translucent jade material, and the color—it's exactly the same color as your scales, boss!"
Luo Qing held the sword tassel and admired it in the moonlight.
"Hehe, the sword tassel my wife picked out is really beautiful!"
The young man's gaze swept over indifferently.
Luo Qing felt a chill run down his spine and quickly corrected himself, "Your wife, your wife."
Luo Qing hummed a little tune, holding the sword tassel, and was about to put it on the sword when the young man raised his hand and pulled the tassel back.
...
The next day, with the relief from the medicinal soup and the warmth from the spiritual energy she had been feeling while sleeping the previous night, Sang Ying felt much better and was in less pain.
As Sang Ying slowly sipped her hot porridge in the morning, she glanced at the young man reading a book to the side.
"Xie Lingyu, what are you looking at?"
"How to pursue a female cultivator."
The young man answered calmly, looking down at his book, his long fingers turning another page.
Sang Ying's ears turned slightly red. He didn't respond after she finished speaking yesterday, and she thought he didn't want to. She didn't expect that he was learning how to do it.
The glass mirror suddenly made a sound.
A message came from the glass mirror.
Xiao Lingzhou: [We've arrived.]
Although Sang Ying had been traveling around Yunling Realm these past few days, she had also done a lot of important work. She had thoroughly investigated the situation in Yunling Realm and, after discussing it with Rong Xueman, decided to open a branch of the Chamber of Commerce in Yunling Realm.
It just so happened that Xiao Lingzhou was helping her with some business in the demon realm and was the closest to her, so she came over with Laba.
Human cultivators are not allowed to enter the Cloud Spirit Realm, so he needs to be escorted by a demon from the Dragon Palace.
Sang Ying put down her spoon. "Xie Lingyu, Second Senior Brother and Trumpet are here. I'll go meet them."
Xie Lingyu paused, glancing at her with his dark eyes: "I'll go, you rest."
Sang Ying blinked: "I asked him to do something, and he came all this way. If I didn't go to pick him up..."
"Junior sister hasn't adjusted to her new role yet?"
The young man closed the book and said calmly, "We are husband and wife, what difference does it make if you go or I go?"
Sang Ying paused, "It seems so?"
"Then I'll leave it to you. I'm going to sleep a little longer."
Sang Ying went back to sleep for a while, and when she woke up again it was already noon, but Xie Lingyu still hadn't returned with anyone.
She found it strange, and asked Xiao Lingzhou through the glass mirror, but received no response.
When Sang Ying went out, the little demons of the Dragon Palace were nowhere to be found. She walked out of the Dragon Palace in surprise and found that there were scattered little demons on the road all heading in the same direction.
She stopped a little demon and asked what had happened.
Little Demon: "It's the Crown Princess! Didn't you know? His Highness the Crown Prince is fighting with someone. His opponent is a human cultivator, and everyone's gone to join in the fun."
fight?
Sang Ying was stunned. She quickly asked Xiao Yao to lead the way and rushed over. In the midst of the flashing swords, she saw the two figures. Sure enough, it was Xie Lingyu and Xiao Lingzhou.
Why did these two suddenly start fighting?
Sang Ying found the loudspeaker among the onlookers and went over to ask, "Loudspeaker, what's going on?"
The loudspeaker was stroking his chin, watching the battle, when he saw her coming over, his eyes lit up.
"Young Miss, I know what the title should be! It'll be—'The Arrogant Young Miss Wants Me to Confess: Click to Read the Indescribable Romance Between the Sword Sect Junior Sister and Senior Brothers!'"
Sang Ying: ?
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Thanks to the sofa user for the grenade, and thanks to Yu for the landmine! [cat paw emoji]
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