Love between clouds and rain
Lin Yueyao said casually, "Does Your Excellency like it?"
Rong Yan's anger surged like a mountain, and he suddenly became furious, "You know perfectly well that I hate her, yet you still deliberately come here to disgust me."
"If you can give me a man, why can't I give you a woman?" she retorted coldly, her voice as icy as snow.
“You’re just angry.” He saw right through her.
She slipped off the ground in her slippers and swaggered around in front of him, saying sarcastically, "I learned everything from Your Excellency. Your Excellency has immense power and influence; this humble woman has no real ability whatsoever."
"Don't say that." Rong Yan didn't like her sarcastic tone.
"What? Do I not even have a say now?"
"You're just taking advantage of the fact that I don't want to hurt you," he said through gritted teeth.
Lin Yueyao chuckled, then wiped her face and said, "Haven't you hurt me enough already?"
He will always feel guilty towards her, and there is no way to refute that.
Seeing that he was speechless, she snorted inwardly, then bent over and laughed coldly.
To Rong Yan, the laughter was unbearable, like a knife stuck in his throat, impossible to swallow.
He held back for a moment, but couldn't take it anymore, so he went up and shut her up.
The laughter stopped abruptly. The night was so dark that it seemed impossible to break through, and the sound of the slap was exceptionally clear in the pitch black.
"You smell wonderful, did you take a bath?" He leaned close to her ear and inhaled the faint floral scent emanating from her.
Knowing what he was thinking, Lin Yueyao slapped him on the right cheek.
He endured it silently, and when she was about to make another move, he reached out first and grabbed her crisp wrist.
The moment he was captured, his spiritual power seemed to be blocked, completely depleted and unable to be used at all.
He sealed her spiritual power and guided her hand to wander across his chest.
Lin Yueyao gritted her teeth and secretly used her other hand to slap him.
He smiled triumphantly, having caught her subtle thoughts, and then ambushed her from behind.
"Senior sister, are you being coquettish?"
I've been annoyed by his pretentious clothes for a long time, so here we are, let's strip them all off!
Although he had lost all his spiritual power, he was still light and healthy, and could easily undress her.
There was a tearing sound in the darkness; she ripped his belt with her bare hands, and even his undergarments were torn to shreds.
Stripped naked, Rong Yan's eyes gleamed with excitement as he said wickedly, "One must be fair and impartial in doing things. Now it's my turn."
He reached to untie the ribbon at her chest, but Lin Yueyao blocked it with her hand.
But she forgot that she was now a mortal, lacking not only spiritual power but also the ability to sense the presence of her own spiritual sword, Wenqing.
Rong Yan easily grabbed her by the back of her hand and pressed her onto the bed.
A provocative confrontation.
"You, you, you—" she was so angry she couldn't speak.
They threw her onto the bed, and her forehead hit the marble, causing her to black out in pain.
The bed sank, and a heavy object climbed up.
"Get off—" Lin Yueyao pushed him hard.
Ignoring her resistance, Rong Yan climbed onto the bed, and after several struggles, most of his clothes were torn off.
With her strength still intact, Lin Yueyao held her breath and beat him over and over again.
It used every trick in the book: biting, hitting, gnawing.
Rong Yan retaliated, and the two fought back and forth. He spared her life, showing her consideration.
The two were exhausted from fighting and broke out in a light sweat.
It was not a glamorous and romantic encounter between a man and a woman, but rather a long-suppressed physical fight.
Human strength is limited, and by this point, Lin Yueyao was so exhausted that she closed her eyes.
Despite possessing abundant demonic power, Rong Yan was meticulous in his preparations.
He manipulated her, adopting a grand and unrestrained posture, in order to achieve the greatest possible acceptance.
"ah......"
“It’s too late,” he said, trying to distract her. “Song Qingyun is not good enough for you.”
Her gaze was unfocused, and she couldn't hear what he was saying.
He took advantage of the situation.
"Shameless..." he managed to utter the two words with difficulty.
Rong Yan suppressed a laugh, not annoyed at being exposed, and felt her response, "Yes, I am shameless."
At the peak of her desire, Lin Yueyao was utterly destroyed.
Human bodies are sensitive; once overloaded, they require food and sleep to sustain life.
Lin Yueyao slept for a long time, and the food that the maid brought into the room in the middle of the night was untouched, and the hot soup had gone cold.
Fortunately, she was naturally healthy. After sleeping all day, apart from feeling a little sore and tired, she was starving.
I woke up to find food on the table. I got out of bed barefoot, picked up the rice bowl, and gulped down a mouthful of soup.
Hearing the commotion, the maidservants on duty outside the hall rushed into the room to stop him, saying, "Your Excellency cannot drink this."
"It's all my fault for being negligent and not removing this spoiled food. I deserve to die."
She drank every last drop of the cold soup and wiped her mouth contentedly.
The maid kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.
Although demons love to eat rotten flesh, no matter how dirty it is, as long as it is rotten meat, it is fine.
But Lin Yueyao was born a mortal. Is it really okay for her to eat this spoiled food?
"Stop kneeling, I'm starving." After a day or two of this, I'm so weak and limp from not eating.
The maidservant rose in alarm and immediately ordered the kitchen to prepare food.
Before long, a dazzling array of food was served: stir-fried stick insects, stir-fried catfish, boiled frogs, and other strange and unusual dishes.
You can even tell from the names of the dishes that the chef has tried his best to use the cooking skills of an ordinary person, but he is willing but unable to do so, and the dishes are all kinds of strange.
Lin Yueyao was indifferent and didn't even touch her chopsticks before waving them away.
He flopped onto the bed and reached for the spirit pouch under his pillow. The sash was tied so tightly that he couldn't untie it at all.
She forgot that she had no spiritual power, and now even opening her spiritual pouch to eat a fasting pill had become a luxury.
Sleeping soundly can make you forget all your troubles; as long as you're asleep, you won't remember anything.
After lying down for a while, I could still smell Rong Yan's scent even though the blankets on me were newly changed.
The thought of Rong Yan made her brows involuntarily burn.
Even the aura lingering around him couldn't be shaken off.
She immediately got out of bed to take a bath, not wanting anyone to see the intimate marks on her body, and specifically instructed that no one should serve her.
After soaking for a while, I came out of the water.
The maid brought her a clean handkerchief, even though she had been told not to come near, but the maid said she was worried that she would catch a cold.
She smelled a faint demonic aura emanating from the maid as she approached, and only then did she realize that the demonic aura in the room was from Rong Yan.
She had encountered Rong Yan before at Mount Futu, but why could she suddenly smell his demonic aura? Could it be that she had awakened some kind of ability somewhere?
Lin Yueyao was puzzled.
However, judging from the maid's reaction, the demonic power left by Rong Yan on her body could easily prove that something had happened between the two, which aroused speculation and made Lin Yueyao extremely valuable now.
She reported her daily life to Rong Yan word for word.
Upon learning that she hadn't been eating properly, Rong Yan went to the kitchen to cook for her himself after finishing his official duties.
A person who is extremely hungry is prone to fainting when they are half asleep. In her half-awake state, Lin Yueyao smelled a fragrance and opened her heavy eyelids.
The next moment, she was pulled out of the blanket and fell into a firm embrace.
Rong Yan picked her up and carried her to the table to sit down.
The table was full of her favorite foods, and fearing she would feel uncomfortable, Rong Yan got up and left.
Afterwards, Blood-Clad Silkworm and Stupid sought an audience outside.
She had a maid bring the person in. Blood-Clad Silkworm and Foolish ...
Benben smelled her scent and said bluntly, "Why does the Moon Fairy smell like her master? Hmm—"
Blood-Clad Silkworm hurriedly covered his mouth.
Lin Yueyao was too lazy to explain and gestured for the two of them to sit down and eat together.
Benben had been craving this for a long time, so he sat down and immediately started eating.
"Don't grab it, this was specially made for Zhenjun by Wenweijun, don't eat it all," Blood-Clad Silkworm reminded him.
"Okay, okay." Benben stuffed a chicken leg the size of his fist into his mouth.
After a few slurps, he spat out the bare bone.
"Silly boy." Despite being very hungry, Lin Yueyao still put food on his plate.
"What's wrong?" Benben buried his head in his rice, getting rice grains stuck to his lips.
Lin Yueyao reached out and took the rice grain, her eyes filled with pity, and said, "Do you remember how you died?"
Blood-Clad Silkworm paused, glancing at Benben beside him.
Benben wiped his mouth and devoured the food in a whirlwind. "Who died? Was it that old man with the white beard? My master said I took a nap, a long nap, and then I don't know anything about it."
Lin Yueyao's eyes were filled with melancholy. Even Benben could be brought back to life, but her master was already separated from her by death.
Upon hearing the name of Master Xuantong, Benben put his rice bowl on the table, jumped down, and took a step to her side.
"Don't be sad, Fairy Moon. Master will definitely find a way to save him." Benben comforted her sweetly, and Lin Yueyao felt a warmth in her heart, her eyes welling up with tears.
He couldn't help but pull the person into his arms.
After being hugged for a while, Benben said, spoiling the mood, "The Moon Fairy is covered in Master's scent."
Fearing that the child might say something inappropriate, Blood-Clad Silkworm quickly pulled him back, pressed him into the table and chair, and continued eating.
After the meal, Yunxiu sent the high priest to take her pulse.
Ever since learning that Rong Yan had stayed overnight in her palace, Yunxiu had harbored the idea of having Lin Yueyao give birth to an heir.
For several days in a row, I took his pulse, but it was flat and there was no movement at all.
Yunxiu didn't believe it, but the maid herself said that the two of them were intimately entwined and spent a passionate night together.
Even if it were true, Lin Yueyao never became pregnant.
It wasn't that she didn't have high hopes for Rong Yan, but rather that she believed that since Rong Yan had awakened, he had no intention of attacking the immortal sects anymore, and he was rarely seen, presumably busy with something.
How can such a holy being be entrusted with great responsibilities?
If she had to bear the fate of the demon race, this person might not be Rong Yan. As long as it was legitimate, she could spare no effort to promote him to the position.
She set her sights on Lin Yueyao.
The high priest divined the destinies of the two. Rong Yan's birth was ominous, and he was not tolerated by the Heavenly Way; Lin Yueyao was destined to bring misfortune to her parents, and was a reincarnation of an inauspicious star.
It was destined that the two would have no children.
Yunxiu could not accept this outcome.
Yunxiu was born into nobility, and could have whatever she wanted, whether it was wind or rain.
She lived a life far more glamorous and respectable than others, yet as a daughter, she was unable to properly fulfill her filial duties. After her father's death, she couldn't even fulfill his last wishes.
She felt sorry for her father, and even more sorry for the kindness of her father in raising her.
She was at a loss; she didn't know who to confide in.
My mother converted to Buddhism and lived a life of peace and tranquility. My two older brothers were arrogant and frivolous.
What should she do?
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