Chapter 117117 A Short Separation Makes a New Marriage
Su Xiaoyuan rested for a while, then got up, wiped herself and put on her clothes.
Ling Yue Xianzun had his eyes blindfolded, but he still turned around and waited until she was dressed properly before taking off his hairband and tying up her long hair.
Su Xiaoyuan bowed politely and said, "Brother, I'll go back first."
Ling Yue Immortal Venerable: "Junior sister, do you know the way?"
Su Xiaoyuan: “…”
After realizing her feelings, she only wanted to escape quickly and didn't consider that she might get lost.
"I'll take you home." The man said in an unquestionable tone.
Su Xiaoyuan was a little nervous, but couldn't help feeling happy.
Immortal Master Ling Yue helped her into the car and sat down beside her. Before the spiritual crane took off, he suddenly leaned over.
Su Xiaoyuan felt as if her heart was being tightened, and her breathing was choked.
But the man simply walked past her and lowered the curtain on her side of the carriage: "The night wind is cold, and you are weak, so be careful not to catch a cold."
People who practice Taoism are strong and healthy, and they almost never suffer from headaches and fevers like ordinary people. It is rare to find someone as fragile as her, but Ling Yue Immortal Venerable can think of this, which shows how attentive he is.
The man sent her back but did not leave immediately. Instead, he went into the kitchen and asked the cube puppet for some ginger and brown sugar. He cooked a bowl of brown sugar ginger soup, brought it into the room, and watched her drink it.
As the slightly hot and spicy ginger soup went down her throat, Su Xiaoyuan's eyes immediately turned red.
"But the ginger soup is too spicy?" Ling Yue Xianzun took the bowl naturally and stirred it with a spoon. "There's some brown sugar left at the bottom of the bowl."
Su Xiaoyuan said hurriedly, "It's delicious. Thank you, Senior Brother. I shouldn't bother you with these things."
"It's my fault that you caught a cold due to the disordered Qi. Naturally, I should take care of you." Ling Yue Immortal Venerable returned the porcelain bowl and spoon to her, and the back of his finger accidentally brushed against hers. His usually fierce eyebrows were slightly lowered, appearing unusually gentle in the warm light of the spirit stone lamp.
At this point, Su Xiaoyuan could no longer deceive herself.
What is more terrifying than falling in love with Immortal Master Ling Yue is that Immortal Master Ling Yue also seems to have a good impression of her, his junior sister.
This affection was certainly not enough for him to form a soul bond with her, but it was enough to make her feel guilty when she cast the curse.
If he was really the pervert and antisocial person she had initially thought he was, there wouldn't be such a huge moral pressure to put a curse on him, trick him into a pact, and take his essence, and she wouldn't be so sad knowing that he was destined to die early.
But at this point she could no longer convince herself. If the boss was just suspicious of her background, he could have just interrogated her directly. There was no need to approach her in such a roundabout way.
I can't continue to pester her. I'd better wait for the puppet to bring back the poisonous insect and find an opportunity to poison her in one go. I'll deceive those who need to be deceived and harvest those who need to be harvested. If I fail, I'll die.
Su Xiaoyuan secretly made up her mind, drank the ginger soup in one breath, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.
Ling Yuexianzun checked her meridians and said, "You should practice Qi circulation more these days, and then go to Lingquan in three days."
Su Xiaoyuan mustered up her courage and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother, but I'd better go to the Lingquan by myself. The puppet will be back in a few days..."
The man raised his eyelids and looked at her deeply. Su Xiaoyuan thought he would be angry, or blame her for being ungrateful, but his eyes, reflected by the light, were as clear as glass. There was no condemnation in them, only a hint of loss and loneliness.
That look was like that of a child being rejected by his peers, or a dog being pushed away by its owner.
Su Xiaoyuan felt so guilty that she couldn't even raise her head. She was about to change her words when she heard the man say, "Okay, I was inconsiderate. It would be more appropriate to let the puppet accompany you."
After a while, he asked again, "Then Junior Sister, are you willing to continue practicing sword skills with me?"
The tone was almost cautious.
Su Xiaoyuan had just made up her mind to reduce contact, but she couldn't bear to refuse him again and again. She nodded unconsciously: "I should thank you, Brother, for taking the trouble to teach me sword skills."
The man felt relieved and immediately agreed to give her a private lesson in swordsmanship every seven days in the afternoon.
The frequency of once every seven days is not too high, and Su Xiaoyuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Then I won't bother you anymore, Junior Sister." Ling Yue Immortal Venerable stood up and said goodbye. "I'll still send a cloud chariot to pick you up in seven days."
Su Xiaoyuan saw him out the door, and when she returned to the room, she suddenly realized that he had forgotten to take the cloak he had put on back with him.
She picked up her clothes and ran out to see that the cloud car had already taken off. Only the spirit stone lamp hanging in front of the car was left, flickering in the starless and moonless night sky, like a lonely star.
Su Xiaoyuan suddenly thought of Fu Shiyu again. Jing Ling was born from the Immortal Master Ling Yue. They were similar not only in appearance, but also in personality and perhaps even soul.
He must have been very lonely after the death of his master who raised him since childhood.
She walked through the dim courtyard holding the cloak that smelled of wind and snow, and thought of the system's prophecy again.
He will die from the "destruction device" planted by his master.
Su Xiaoyuan's heart tightened.
I can't think about it anymore.
…
Before the next day for the special class at Wuji Palace arrived, an unexpected surprise happened.
The puppet man returned early.
That day, Su Xiaoyuan returned to her residence after school. As soon as she got off the cloud car, a familiar figure in black pushed the door open.
Su Xiaoyuan was stunned for a moment, her body reacted before her brain, she jumped out of the car and threw herself into his arms.
The puppet was always emotionally stable, so of course he wouldn't be as surprised as she was. He just touched the back of her head and said, "Go in first. I've brought back the poisonous insect Xiao Yuan wanted."
Although she knows that her virtual boyfriend will never give her the same response, she still feels a little lost at this time. She can't help but think of another person and compare them involuntarily.
Su Xiaoyuan felt uneasy and held the puppet's hand tighter: "Why did you come back early? You didn't even tell me when you summoned me yesterday."
Puppet: "Last night I wasn't sure if I could come back today, I was afraid Xiao Yuan would wait in vain."
A warm current surged in Su Xiaoyuan's heart, and she felt even more apologetic.
The man and the puppet returned to the room. Su Xiaoyuan pulled him to sit down, holding his face and looking at him left and right. Although she knew that the puppet would not get thinner, get tanned, or become haggard, she still felt a little distressed.
The puppet took out a jade box from his arms.
Su Xiaoyuan knew that the insect inside was the poisonous insect he had brought back from thousands of miles away, but he took it and put it aside, then put his arm around the puppet's waist and said, "Let me hold you first."
The puppet didn't react at first, until she let go of him, raised her face, closed her eyes, and parted her lips. He then rubbed her lower lip with his fingertips, and suddenly picked her up and put her on the bed, biting her earlobe: "I'm going to take a shower, Xiaoyuan, wait."
Su Xiaoyuan's entire body seemed to be dyed red by the setting sun shining through the window: "I'm not, I didn't..."
But a string deep in my body was involuntarily tightened.
The puppet quickly returned, dripping with moisture, and leaned over to kiss her impatiently.
Su Xiaoyuan felt dizzy. The cool smell of frost and snow was heated by his burning skin, making her unable to tell whether she was burning in an icy flame or tossed in a scorching snowstorm.
In between kisses, she hugged his neck and panted: "You...why did you use that incense again..."
"Xiao Yuan likes it."
Su Xiaoyuan's heart skipped a beat: "Don't use it next time..."
"What's wrong?"
Su Xiaoyuan certainly didn't dare to say that the smell reminded her of Ling Yuexianzun, so she just said, "I'm a little tired of it. Next time I'll go to the street and pick out another one for you."
The puppet's eyes moved slightly: "Okay."
After saying that, he kissed her neck again.
Su Xiaoyuan's voice became intermittent: "I... I have been in class all day and haven't... haven't showered yet..."
The puppet rubbed his straight nose against the crook of his neck: "I like Xiao Yuan's original smell."
After saying that, he folded her legs without warning, stared at her motionlessly for a while, and then used the tip of his tongue to carefully outline and trace them through the gauze, as if a beautiful peony bud with dew on it was emerging from the fine silk.
…
Su Xiaoyuan couldn't remember how long she'd been struggling. She only remembered the sky gradually darkening, the spirit stone lamp burning out, and she lost count of how many times she'd been in a trance. She only knew that the energy she'd accumulated over the past ten days of abstinence had been completely exhausted in one night. She didn't know how much milk she'd been fed, but she felt a bloating in her stomach. She tried to get up and go to the bathroom, but her legs were shaking and she didn't even have the strength to stand. In the end, the puppet had to carry her the entire way there and back.
She had never done such a shameful thing since she could remember. She went back to bed and covered her face with the quilt, not even having the strength to sob.
Fortunately, the next day was a day off and there were no classes that day. Su Xiaoyuan slept until noon before waking up. Only then did she remember that she had been so sleepy last night that she even forgot to ask about the poisonous insect.
Thinking of the poisonous insect at this moment, she couldn't help but think of Ling Yue Xianzun, and her stomach twitched.
Just as he was about to call the puppet over, the communication mirror suddenly rang.
Immortal Ling Yue hasn't sent her any messages since that night when they soaked in the spiritual spring. Logically, it was more likely that this message came from her best friend, but Su Xiaoyuan had an intuition that came from nowhere and her heart started beating rapidly.
She got out of bed and pulled out the telescope from her bag. At a glance, she recognized the powerful handwriting: [The candy my junior sister gave me is gone, and the medicine is even more bitter.]
Su Xiaoyuan almost thought that she was still dreaming. Was the dignified Sword Master just acting like a spoiled child?
What should I do? I’m touched by her cuteness.
She was stunned and didn't know how to reply. The batch of fruit candies she had made earlier had already been distributed because Ruan Mianmian and Yu Yingchun were both big fans of sweets.
But this time the puppet brought back several hundred kilograms of oranges from Huanhua Island, all of them plump and juicy. Today was her day off, so she could make a few jars of sugar and send them to him.
But is it okay to continue being so ambiguous?
While I was struggling, another message came: [Anything else?]
He even asked for it right in front of her face, so Su Xiaoyuan had no choice but to reply: "We've finished the last batch, and we just happened to have some freshly picked oranges, so I'll make some today."
[Thank you, Junior Sister.]
[You’re welcome, brother.]
Su Xiaoyuan sighed, put down the communication mirror, got up and washed up.
After a while, the puppet brought in fish porridge and some exquisite side dishes to go with the porridge.
Whenever I have sex too hard at night, I will eat lighter the next day.
"I brought the fish back from the Yunyu Sect's territory," the puppet said. "The fish meat is sweeter and fresher than the ones here, and it doesn't have a fishy smell. I'll keep the rest in the pond so they can be eaten for a while."
When it comes to being attentive, the puppeteer is truly amazing.
Su Xiaoyuan had just finished washing her face and put the towel into the copper basin. The puppet took it to the bathroom.
Su Xiaoyuan tied her hair casually, picked up the spoon and tasted the porridge, which soothed her stomach and heart.
When the puppet came back, half a bowl of porridge had already entered her stomach.
Su Xiaoyuan put down the spoon, took the handkerchief he handed her, and tucked the sweat from her forehead and nose: "Let me see how the insect works."
The puppet took the jade box and opened the lid, but there was no insect inside, but what looked like a ball of red silk thread.
"What is this?" Su Xiaoyuan asked in surprise, "Isn't it a bug?"
The puppet stretched out his long fingers and fiddled with it, causing the "red thread" to move. "This Gu is called the Love Thread Gu. It's actually a type of mycelium. It specifically targets those who cultivate the ruthless path. It can drastically change their temperament, turning them into people with strong emotions and fervent desires. Then Xiao Yuan will definitely be able to make them form a Daoist Companion Contract with you."
It was a little different from what she thought.
"How long will the effects last?" she asked.
"Three months."
"What happens to the person who was poisoned after the effect wears off? Will they lose that memory?"
"He still remembers what happened when he was poisoned, but he just can't understand why he did that."
"But even if he has seven emotions and six desires, he may not necessarily form a bond with me, right?" Su Xiaoyuan pondered.
"Xiao Yuan, can't you feel that Ling Yue likes you?" the puppet said, "He likes you even though he is indifferent to all emotions. After using the poisonous insect, he will naturally be unable to extricate himself."
Su Xiaoyuan had something to hide, and when the puppet suddenly pointed it out, she felt panicked.
"My personality and preferences all come from Ling Yue," the puppet added, "I like Xiao Yuan, so Ling Yue naturally likes her too."
Although this logic is a bit strange, it does make sense.
What's more, the ready-made evidence is right in the communication mirror.
"Xiao Yuan, are you going to use a poison?" the puppet said, "This poison is colorless and odorless when submerged in water. Even the most advanced cultivators won't be able to detect it."
Su Xiaoyuan quickly closed the box: "Wait, wait, there's no need to be so anxious... Let me think about it."
There is still more than half a year before the deadline, and she only needs to leave three months for the insect to take effect, so she can delay making a decision for a few more months.
Escape is shameful but useful.
"Thank you, Fu Tingyun. I will definitely use it," she assured the puppet. "Let's make some orange candy today."
"Okay." The puppet man took out a bunch of Qiankun bags from his Qiankun bag, which were filled with special products he bought along the way, including food, daily necessities, toys and clothes.
He picked out the one containing oranges, then found a large wicker basket and poured out dozens of oranges.
"That's enough," Su Xiaoyuan said, "Let's do the rest another day."
The puppet went to the kitchen to get the salt shaker and put it in the basket, preparing to go to the mountain spring to wash the orange peels.
Su Xiaoyuan said, "Let me do it. You go and have a rest."
Puppet Man: "There's no need for Xiao Yuan to do it herself, and the puppet doesn't need to rest."
Su Xiaoyuan said, "Then bring another basket and we can do it together. There are a few cans I want to do myself."
Although she has admitted that she is a bad woman, she still can't do something like giving candy made by her real boyfriend to the person she is having an affair with.
Su Xiaoyuan and the puppet walked to the mountain spring, washed the oranges with clear spring water, beat them with salt, put them in a bucket, and waited to be soaked in cold boiled water.
It was just a few cans of orange candies. She comforted herself while washing them. She was going to distribute them to relatives and friends anyway. After all, Immortal Master Ling Yue was her legitimate senior brother.
It's so pitiful that my senior brother has to drink bitter medicine three times a day.
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