Chapter 41: Meeting the Parents
Sang Ying's whole body tensed up, and her brain went blank.
She had a great time playing around with him, deceiving him into being her lover and watching him fight with her for her affections. Now that he has regained his memory, what should she do?
Unable to figure out how to resolve the situation, Sang Ying decided to play dumb, blinking her eyes and asking, "What are you talking about? Why are you suddenly calling me that?"
The young man picked up a strand of her hair and twirled it lightly between his fingers. Hearing her say this, he chuckled softly, "Junior Sister really doesn't remember?"
Sang Ying retorted defiantly, "If you've lost your memory, then it's normal for me to have amnesia too, right?"
“Indeed, what my junior sister said makes sense.”
As the young man spoke, he loosened the strand of hair, his cool knuckles circling around the back of her neck. With a gentle hook, he untied the red string under her collar, as if untying a gift ribbon.
!!
With her body suddenly loosened, her innermost garment was about to fall off. Although her outer garment was still intact, Sang Ying felt flustered and uneasy, and hurriedly reached out to cover herself.
...He's solving these problems way too easily now!
Last time, he didn't know anything and tried to untie it for a long time but couldn't. Instead, he tied it into a knot that was impossible to untie and eventually tore it apart.
Cool, long fingers gripped her ankle, the knuckles slowly caressing her, the sensation spreading upwards.
With her belt loosened, the tip of the dragon's tail slipped into her clothes, and the cool, jade-like scales touched her skin, causing Sang Ying to shudder violently.
Sang Ying was attacked from both sides. In a panic, she grabbed his hand with one hand and the dragon's tail with the other, her ears turning red.
"Xie Lingyu! What are you doing? You're not allowed to lay a hand on me."
She reached for him with both hands, leaving the rabbit's tail exposed and vulnerable. The young man lowered his head and bit his collarbone with his knuckles.
Sang Ying shuddered suddenly and instinctively tried to push him away, but Long Wei and his hand grabbed hers instead, holding her down so she couldn't move.
A ticklish sensation came from her collarbone, her breath fell on it, and the jade pendant in the middle was hot. The young man's voice was unhurried: "Junior Sister, you don't remember, right? Then I can only do what happened that day again to help Junior Sister regain her memory."
As she spoke, she hooked her knuckles around her clothes and pulled them down. The rabbit's tail felt cool and was exposed to the air, causing Sang Ying to tremble.
When she saw the young man about to bend down and bite the rabbit's tail, she panicked.
Although they had been in close contact just a few days ago in the real timeline, they hadn't seen each other for a hundred years in the tree spirit's timeline.
This sudden contact was too much for her to handle. Just seeing his gaze fall on her made her face burn, and she blurted out in a panic, "That's enough, you don't need to help me remember, I remember now!"
Xie Lingyu gently touched the tip of the rabbit's tail with her fingertip. "Junior Sister, you really remember?"
Sang Ying suddenly trembled, her ears burning even hotter, and nodded repeatedly.
"Then, junior sister, shall we speak?"
Sang Ying just wanted him to let her go as soon as possible, and she spoke very quickly: "I lied to you while you had amnesia, saying that you were my lover and that I wanted to have an affair with you."
"Although I said that, you chose to have the affair yourself, it has nothing to do with me!"
"It seems that Junior Sister has indeed remembered."
The young man spoke slowly and deliberately, and Sang Ying breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this, "Then hurry up and let go of me... Waaah!"
Sang Ying's eyelashes trembled, and the rabbit's tail was unexpectedly bitten. She couldn't help but let out a whimper, and her eyes turned red.
"Xie Lingyu! I already said I remembered and I don't need your help anymore, what are you doing now!"
The young man's voice was somewhat muffled. He held her slender wrist with one hand and pulled it up, then lowered his head and kissed her slowly and deliberately. "Junior sister, didn't you say I'm your lover? Then naturally I should do what a lover should do."
Sang Ying finally understood. All that talk about helping her regain her memories—it was all intentional from the start! That lecherous dragon!
She was both ashamed and angry. She pushed him hard, and with a thud, the young man's back hit the headboard, and he groaned.
Sang Ying was also stunned. She didn't expect that she could actually push him away. She looked at her hand and wondered if she had suddenly gained some kind of divine power that allowed her to defeat even a Nascent Soul stage cultivator.
But when he looked up, the young man's face was even paler in the moonlight. He was frowning slightly, leaning against the headboard, breathing heavily. His lips were pale and cracked, with a little blood spilling from the corner of his lips.
Sang Ying realized that it wasn't that she had gained any divine power, but rather that she was now so weak that she was even weaker than her, who was at the Foundation Establishment stage!
No wonder she was able to pin him to the bed when she woke up. She thought he was caught off guard and didn't react in time, but it turns out he was really weak.
She didn't even bother to straighten her clothes before rushing over to check on him. "Xie Lingyu, are you alright?"
Helping him lean against something, Sang Ying checked his injuries. Thankfully, they hadn't burst open, and she breathed a slight sigh of relief, but couldn't help being annoyed. "You're injured like this and you're still thinking about that kind of thing, you pervert!"
Xie Lingyu glanced at her indifferently, "Didn't Junior Sister say I wasn't good enough?"
Sang Ying froze, remembering the casual, evasive answers he had given her back then, and her ears flushed red.
So now that she has reached the Foundation Establishment stage and can cultivate together, why is he in such a hurry to prove himself?
Sang Ying tucked the blanket around him and snorted heavily, "I don't know if he was okay before, but I know that someone is definitely not okay now."
Sang Ying deliberately emphasized the last two words, her gaze sweeping over the thick bandages on his chest.
Xie Lingyu: "..."
Sang Ying had never practiced joint cultivation. She believed that joint cultivation was the same as cultivation, except that instead of one person, there were two.
In her mind, cultivation is a very physically demanding thing, and she has been exhausted every day during her hundred years of cultivation.
Xie Lingyu is currently so badly injured that even a slight bump causes him to vomit blood, so it's definitely not an option for him to cultivate in this state.
Sang Ying moved a small stool over, sat on the edge of the tatami mat, and looked at him with her chin in her hands: "Alright, you go to sleep, I'll stay here and watch over you."
Xie Lingyu patted the empty spot on the couch. "There's still room here. Junior Sister is tired too, why don't we lie down and rest together?"
Sang Ying glanced at him and snorted, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. You're definitely planning to hug me again after I fall asleep. Don't even think about it."
This lecherous dragon is completely disregarding his own health in his pursuit of her; if he sleeps with her in his arms, his wounds might reopen. This time, she deliberately sat on a stool, determined not to let him succeed!
The Luo Qing sword hung by the bedside. Sang Ying rested her face on one hand and poked the sword with the other. Suddenly, she remembered something and looked up sharply, her ears red: "Xie Lingyu, when we... did that, did Luo Qing know?"
Xie Lingyu leaned against the headboard, slowly raising her long eyelashes: "What does Junior Sister mean?"
Sang Ying tugged at her fingers, her voice barely audible: "It's... when we're kissing."
Luo Qingjian suddenly spoke up: "So every time you blocked me, you were secretly kissing behind my back!"
Sang Ying: "..."
Xie Lingyu said in a light tone, "It didn't know before, but now it does."
Luo Qing suddenly emerged from the sword. The little fat dragon stared at her with wide eyes and asked curiously, "How long have you been kissing without telling me?"
What does a kiss feel like?
"Should we kiss on the lips or somewhere else?"
"When you two were kissing... um!"
Sang Ying blushed crimson and hurriedly covered its mouth, shoving the dragon back into the sword. "These are things children shouldn't know!"
"I'm not a child anymore!"
"Sang Ying, when are you and the boss going to kiss again? I want to see it too—"
Unable to hold it down from either side, Sang Ying cast a pleading look at Xie Lingyu: "Xie Lingyu..."
The young man leaned against the headboard, his tone light and casual, "Junior sister, have you forgotten? I always ask for payment for helping others."
Sang Ying knew exactly what he was thinking, and gritted her teeth, "Fine, I promise I'll sleep with you!"
Luo Qing's chattering stopped abruptly as she was sealed back into the sword, and Sang Ying finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Xie Lingyu gave up the inner side of the room, and Sang Ying carefully turned over and lay down.
Just as Xie Lingyu was about to pull the girl into his arms, the girl suddenly took out a quilt, unfolded it, and covered herself with it.
"I only said I'd sleep with you, I didn't agree to let you hold me." She turned her head and snorted, pushing him away with a disgruntled push against his shoulder. "You're not allowed to touch me until your injury heals."
"...Not even a hug?"
Sang Ying refused to budge: "No way!"
Perhaps because Sang Ying's attitude was so resolute, the young man actually didn't hug her again. He just glanced at her with his dark eyes and then obediently lay back down.
Sang Ying was preoccupied with his injuries and couldn't fall asleep at all. After a while, she opened her eyes and found that the young man had already fallen asleep.
He slept peacefully, his eyes closed, concealing those always unsettling eyes. He just slept like that, his long hair loose, and he even gave Sang Ying a slightly docile impression.
Sang Ying rested her chin on her hand as she looked at him, her expression softening involuntarily. It really had been a long time since they had last met.
Although the waiting time was tough and unbearable, it all made up for it the moment I saw him.
Moreover, she should perhaps be grateful for this separation; otherwise, she might never have been able to cultivate to the Foundation Establishment stage.
Xie Lingyu would always stand in front of her to protect her and not let her suffer any hardship. She always relied on him, and it had become a habit.
Sang Ying tiptoed out of bed and went to the kitchen in the house to brew the medicine that Shen Ying had given her.
At home, Jingxi or Lengmian always boil medicine. Sang Ying had never cooked it herself before. It took her a while to get it right. She carefully followed the prescription step by step.
To better release the medicinal effects, it is still simmered slowly over a gentle fire using its own spiritual fire.
After cooking for about three hours, Sang Ying finally stopped and was about to pour it out when she suddenly heard hurried footsteps at the door.
Sang Ying turned her head and saw the young man standing at the door, his dark eyes tense. He relaxed slightly the moment he saw her.
"What are you doing?"
Sang Ying blinked. "You were boiling medicine... Why did you come over?"
She looked at his pale, bloodless face, her expression turning serious, and pushed him back to his room: "Don't run around, go back and lie down!"
Xie Lingyu was forced back onto the bed to recover from his injuries and was ordered not to get out of bed. He could only watch the girl run around the room busily, and finally sit down next to him and pick up the medicine bowl.
With a speck of dust on the tip of her nose, she lowered her head, blew on the medicine spoon, and held it to his lips. "Open your mouth."
Xie Lingyu, who had never been treated like this before, remained silent for two seconds: "Junior sister, my hand is fine."
Sang Ying also froze, "Oh, that seems so."
Xie Lingyu took the medicine bowl and drank it down in one gulp. Her expression was indifferent. She put the bowl down, folded a handkerchief, wiped the dust off the tip of her nose, and then pulled her hand to wipe it.
"These are not things that junior sister should do. Don't do them in the future."
...ungrateful!
Sang Ying was a little annoyed and turned her head away. She had kindly cooked medicine for him, but he didn't even appreciate it!
“When my junior sister was still at Minghua Mountain, she was the young lady of the sect. She was pampered and never lifted a finger to do housework. She had never served anyone.”
Sang Ying glanced at him. Did he think she was being disrespectful for not serving him well?
"Although it's an honor to be my junior sister's first person, now that she's married to me..."
His chin was gently lifted, and the young man placed a kiss on the side of his face, his clear voice soft, "Then it is only right that I serve Miss."
Sang Ying was taken aback, then her ears burned. She pushed his face away, saying, "What nonsense are you spouting so early in the morning?"
Xie Lingyu got up, took her hand, and went out.
Sang Ying asked, puzzled, "What do you want to do? Where are you going when your injuries haven't healed yet?"
"After all, the Yaochi Secret Realm is Yaochi's territory, not a good place to recuperate. I'll take my junior sister to another place where we won't be disturbed."
Sang Ying's mind raced for a moment, then a sudden inspiration struck her: "Cloud Spirit Realm?"
Xie Lingyu paused, "How did you know, Junior Sister?"
Of course, it was her father, the Demon Emperor, who told her, but Sang Ying had already promised the Demon Emperor to keep it a secret, so she definitely wouldn't say it.
She scoffed, "Are you referring to that dragon who has no home and refuses to go back, pretending to be an orphan and insisting on staying at Minghua Mountain to become a disciple and learn swordsmanship?"
Xie Lingyu could tell from her words where she got the information, and glanced at her indifferently: "Junior sister is wrong about one thing."
Sang Ying asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
His father said it himself, so how could it be a lie?
"I stayed at Minghua Mountain not to learn swordsmanship."
Sang Ying was even more confused. If it wasn't for learning swordsmanship, then what was it for? Was it because she was young, impetuous, naive, and rebellious, and didn't want to go home?
Before he could figure it out, the young man suddenly asked, "Is this the residence my junior sister lived in a hundred years ago?"
Sang Yingang nodded. "Qingying has been stationed in and guards this Yaoshui Town. The buildings from that time are still well preserved, with basically no changes. Why are you asking about this?"
Before he could answer, Sang Ying already knew the answer.
The young man used his hidden sleeve to conceal the entire house, then took her hand and said calmly, "Let's go."
Sang Ying: "..."
Wow, after a century, he seems to have changed even more. Now he's not just collecting her underwear, he's even collecting the places she's lived in.
Shen Ying was not surprised to see them leave the Yaochi Secret Realm. She waved to Sang Ying and readily allowed the fairy to send them out of the secret realm.
Looking back at the dilapidated scene in the forbidden area, before he could even sigh, a fairy with a solemn expression walked over.
"Holy Maiden, the elders summon you."
...
Xie Lingyu was injured and unable to fly on his sword, so Sang Ying used a shapeshifting talisman to disguise her identity and called a carriage to take them away.
Sang Ying didn't sleep all night. On the way to the Cloud Spirit Realm of the Demon Realm, she became drowsy in the car and fell asleep leaning on Xie Lingyu's shoulder.
Perhaps because she was going to meet Xie Lingyu's parents, Sang Ying had a dream. In the dream, Xie Lingyu's father was a majestic dragon and her mother was a graceful dragon. The two dragons stood side by side, staring intently at her for a long time, and then said, "We do not agree to you being together!"
Sang Ying was confused. "Why?"
The two dragons twisted together like a pretzel, and said in unison, "Because you are not a dragon, and you don't have a tail!"
Sang Ying woke up with a start and opened her eyes abruptly.
"Had a nightmare?" the young man beside him asked.
"Hmm... I don't know if it counts as a nightmare."
Sang Ying rubbed her temples. "I dreamt that your parents were two dragons, twisted together like a pretzel, and..."
As she spoke, she looked up and suddenly noticed a slight change in the young man's expression. She quickly stopped talking, "I was just talking nonsense. I'm sorry if I offended your parents."
"..."
Xie Lingyu was silent for a few seconds. "Before we came, didn't you ask me why I hadn't told you about them?"
Sang Ying nodded. "Why?"
Xie Lingyu pinched her small face with her knuckles, turned her to face the car window, and then lifted the curtain.
In the misty fairyland, two azure dragons coiled and swam among the clouds. One of them, slightly smaller and lighter in color, was flying towards their demon chariot.
However, their flight posture was somewhat unique; the two dragons were twisted together like a spiral drill, which was dazzling.
Sang Ying gasped: "Could it be?"
The young man behind him gave a faint "hmm".
Sang Ying: "..."
No, it was just a dream she had, how could it have come true?!
What happens next won't really be like in my dream...
The Azure Dragon flew very fast and landed on the ground in the blink of an eye, transforming into a man and a woman. The man had a serious expression, while the woman had gentle features.
...It really is exactly the same as in my dream.
Sang Ying hesitated for a moment, but the young man beside her had already taken her hand and stepped off the demon carriage, standing in front of the two of them.
Only then did Sang Ying notice that the dragon tails behind the two were still intertwined, with the rings tied at the tips of the tails being a bright golden-red color, and the tips of the tails swaying gently.
She remembered Xie Lingyu saying that the binding ring was originally golden, and each time it was combined with other rings, a reddish line would appear. After being combined with many rings, it would gradually turn golden-red.
...It seems Xie Lingyu's parents are quite loving.
The two men kept their eyes fixed on him, not even sparing a glance for Xie Lingyu beside him.
Sang Ying took a deep breath and was about to greet her when the woman in front of her looked her over seriously and suddenly stretched out both hands.
Then Sang Ying felt a lightness in her body and was lifted up by her.
Sang Ying: ?
The gentle-looking woman lightly picked her up and spun her around twice, her eyes filled with surprise. "Xiaoyu! Your wife is so cute!! She's so small and light to hold, ahhh, so adorable—"
Xie Lingyu coldly pulled the person back and shielded them behind her.
Don't you have a wife?
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Next up is a big meal, and Xiao Xie will hold a grudge (no way!) [doge head with rose in mouth]
Thanks to Luting for the rocket launcher! [cat paw emoji]
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