Chapter 65
After Shi Mingyue and Pei Yanxi waited outside the door for about an hour, Wen Sixue also came out.
As soon as the master bedroom door opened, the hallway light cast three shadows on the wall, the shadows of the three bodies, still damp from the heat, like three slices of peeled lychee flesh, which had cooled rapidly in the air.
The flush on their faces had not yet faded, and they were all covered in a light sweat.
They both knew what they had just done with Yun Zhan.
Their breaths still carried the lingering rhythms of their intertwined breaths, yet they simultaneously heard the same name resonating within their chests—Yun Zhan.
Wen Sixue gripped the doorknob tightly, her fingertips turning white from the force.
Her voice was soft, yet like a withered branch suddenly breaking in the snow: "Yun Zhan just woke up, it's not suitable... not suitable for him to run around. My... my home is close to the hospital, so why don't we leave him here?"
Wen Sixue's words were fragmented and disjointed; the previously weak and docile woman now displayed a rare sharpness.
She looked up, her gaze first sweeping over Pei Yanxi's lips, where the moisture still lingered...
You've been kissing Yun Zhan for so long... and you haven't even wiped it off yet. It's almost like a provocation.
Wen Sixue bit her lip, unable to say anything, and quickly looked away, as if by not looking, she could pretend that she wasn't so greedy.
Pei Yanxi chuckled softly, the laughter so short it was barely a whisper.
She wiped the last trace of moisture from the corner of her lips with her thumb: "My private medical team is downstairs. The car is still running, and it only takes ten minutes to drive home."
Pei Yanxi tilted her head slightly, her eyes flashing with a cold, golden light: "You mean busy? She doesn't even need to lift a finger."
As she said this, she took a half step forward, her heels hitting the ground with a loud thud, directly striking Wen Sixue's pride and causing the other's ears to turn red instantly.
Shi Mingyue was originally standing on the outermost side, but now she was forced to look up by that half step.
She hadn't even put her coat on properly; the collar was askew, revealing a lingering teeth mark below her collarbone.
That was something Yun Zhan accidentally bit...
She deliberately exposed it, like a finger mark pressed into the snow, obvious and clear.
Upon hearing Pei Yanxi say that she wanted to take Yun Zhan away, Shi Mingyue was the first to disagree. She looked at Pei Yanxi and said, word by word, "Yun Zhan was injured because of me, so I should take care of her."
"And she and I have an agreement..."
"She told me some things in the illusion..."
"In any case, she has to come back with me."
Shi Mingyue spoke faster and faster, as if she could bring Yun Zhan home as long as her speech outpaced her heartbeat. The word "possessiveness" was deeply embedded in her heart... She simply couldn't let Yun Zhan go.
Stared at by Pei Yanxi, Shi Mingyue's voice trembled at the end. Pei Yanxi's gaze was cold, and Shi Mingyue felt like a nightingale being choked, but she still stubbornly insisted on taking Yun Zhan away.
The air suddenly tightened, and the shadows of the three people on the wall devoured each other.
Wen Sixue quietly put her other hand behind her back, pinched her thumb and forefinger, and used the pain to force out her courage: "I... I can sleep on the floor and not disturb her."
Upon hearing this, Pei Yanxi's eyes narrowed slightly, and she responded without any mercy: "Is it a lack of rooms? It's a lack of Yun Zhan. Yun Zhan is all alone, and neither of you will let go."
Shi Mingyue didn't reply. She simply raised her hand to check her watch: "Stop talking. My driver will be downstairs in half an hour, and I'll take Yun Zhan away directly."
She looked up, her gaze sweeping over the two of them. The usually gentle and generous young lady showed a rare hint of temper, but she couldn't hide the anxiety in her eyes.
Shi Mingyue knew better than anyone that once Yun Zhan left her sight, she might never be able to keep him.
A brief silence fell over the living room.
The sound of breathing was amplified, the sound of heartbeat was amplified, and even the hum of the refrigerator in the distance sounded like a commotion.
They looked at each other, but quickly looked away.
The slight embarrassment that had just been suppressed by the dual cultivation resurfaced, mixed with jealousy and greed, making everyone's eyes red.
Rabbits love to eat the grass near their burrows.
Everyone understands this principle.
So neither of them dared to give up first.
A few minutes later, Yun Zhan in the room suddenly woke up, and his crimson eyes reopened.
At this moment, she had absorbed the essence of three women, and her physical strength was exceptionally abundant.
Yun Zhan put on his slippers and slowly walked out of the master bedroom.
The hallway light was too bright. She lowered her eyes, her eyelashes casting dappled shadows on her collarbone. She saw three intersecting teeth marks on her collarbone, one deep, one shallow, and the last one biting into her chest...
The pale skin was marked with unspeakable red marks, like footprints left by wild animals in the snow.
When she touched it with her fingertips, it hurt slightly, but the heat made her finger bones tremble.
Memories flooded back like a tidal wave: it seems like just now, during our dual cultivation, someone bit me.
The three people in the living room looked up at the same time.
When Wen Sixue saw Yun Zhan and noticed her thin clothing, she immediately went to the balcony and got her a new coat.
Shi Mingyue's eyes reddened, and she rushed over, her high heels making a chaotic drumbeat on the floor. When the last sound stopped abruptly, she crashed into Yun Zhan's arms, her arms wrapped tightly around him as if she wanted to embed him into her ribs.
"Yun Zhan, I'm sorry... It's my fault. I shouldn't have disobeyed you and caused you to get hurt. Let's go back and get checked out, okay? I'm really worried about you."
Tears fell onto Yun Zhan's shoulder, hot and dripping one after another, revealing the disheveled state of the noblewoman who had never been seen before.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."
Shi Mingyue's voice was so hoarse it didn't sound like her own. With each sentence, she buried her face deeper, as if she wanted to blend herself into Yun Zhan's flesh and blood.
Yun Zhan was knocked back slightly by her bump, but he didn't dodge.
She lowered her eyes and saw the damp strands of hair on the back of Shi Mingyue's neck, clinging to her skin—evidence of the sweat that had soaked through during their cultivation session.
Yun Zhan raised his hand, his fingertips hovering in the air, not falling for a long time: "Alright, I don't blame you, no need to apologize."
The fox demon Yun Zhan looked at her, a complex expression in his eyes. He had thought his previous words would dissuade Shi Mingyue...
Unexpectedly, she still likes herself as always.
Yun Zhan felt like she had done something wrong, and whenever she tried to think about it, her head started to ache again.
On the other side, Pei Yanxi took two steps forward, reached out and grabbed Yun Zhan's shoulder, her fingertips close to the teeth mark on his collarbone, her voice extremely low: "Is there anything else that's uncomfortable?"
Yun Zhan finally looked up.
Her gaze swept over Pei Yanxi's tight lips, over Wen Sixue's coat that hung in mid-air, too afraid to approach, and finally landed on Shi Mingyue's trembling shoulders.
The redness in her eyes hadn't faded, but a thin, almost soft light slowly rose to the surface.
Yun Zhan moved his lips, his voice hoarse, yet carrying the languidness unique to the fox clan: "You all should stop doing this."
She first covered Shi Mingyue with one of the two coats that Wen Sixue had brought, and then said gently, "You're not wearing much either, take care of yourself."
Then, Yun Zhan grasped Pei Yanxi's wrist, which was still clasped on her shoulder, and pressed her fingertips against her pulse point. With a gentle pull, she dragged the hand down, but instead of letting go, she slipped her fingers between them and took Pei Yanxi's hand in hers.
"Thank you, senior. I feel much better now."
Finally, Yun Zhan looked at Wen Sixue, his eyes slightly curved, and revealed a very faint smile: "You've worked hard. You must be tired from taking care of me these past few days."
After Yun Zhan finished speaking, Wen Sixue suddenly realized what was happening and hurriedly unfolded her coat, tiptoed, and draped it over Yun Zhan's shoulders.
Her fingertip accidentally brushed against the tooth mark, and she recoiled as if burned, her earlobe instantly bleeding.
Those were hickeys she secretly planted on Yun Zhan's neck...
Yun Zhan lowered his head, letting his collar be carefully gathered. The teeth marks were covered by the fabric, but they couldn't hide the lingering ambiguity and tension in the air.
Being near the water gives you an advantage; you get the moonlight first.
But the moon was already high in the sky, illuminating the greed and cowardice that could not be hidden in everyone's eyes.
Shi Mingyue held Yun Zhan's hand, their fingers intertwined almost impolitely. She maintained a disheveled restraint, gripping Yun Zhan's hand tightly as if it were her last lifeline.
"Come back with me, okay?"
The voice was so low it was almost a breath, but the ending note was drawn out for an extremely long time, carrying the last thin, fragile shell before the sob.
She tilted her head back, the bloodshot veins in her eyes forming a fine net, trapping a sliver of light that seemed about to crumble.
Shi Mingyue was afraid of hearing Yun Zhan's refusal, so she hurriedly added, her tone even softer, as if she were being crushed into dust: "Just... stay for a few days, until you're fully recovered."
After speaking, his jaw trembled slightly, and he was extremely nervous.
Yun Zhan lowered his eyes and saw the newly added nail mark on the inside of her thumb.
The deep and fine lines were something she created herself after becoming too nervous.
Foxes are born with a keen sense of bloodshed and a discerning eye for true feelings.
A very faint smell of blood still lingered from the wound...
The taste gently stung my compassion, and it softened my heart.
She raised her hand and grasped Shi Mingyue's hand in return, her palm pressed against the back of her hand, the warmth spreading over her layer by layer.
"Alright, staying for a few days shouldn't be too much trouble for you."
When Yun Zhan spoke, Wen Sixue and Pei Yanxi both fell silent.
Behind her, Wen Sixue was holding the coat, her knuckles crumpling the fabric into a ball, but she remained silent.
She lowered her head, her bangs falling down and casting dappled shadows on her eyelids.
Pei Yanxi leaned against the wall, her arms crossed over her chest, the backs of her fingers turning blue from the exertion.
She stared at the overlapping shadows of the two people on the floor, her gaze as cold as if assessing defeat, but the self-deprecating smile on her lips never materialized.
Silence is the only dignity they have left.
"That's true. It's the first time I've seen Miss Shi so humble." Pei Yanxi said mercilessly, giving Shi Mingyue several cold glances.
What a clever tactic! The reserved and obedient young lady has now learned to play the victim.
She underestimated Shi Mingyue...
However, she never intended to admit defeat; she was determined to win over Yun Zhan.
Wen Sixue sighed. She had the least say. Since Senior Pei had already said so, she had no right to demand that Shi Mingyue not take Yun Zhan away.
"Let's go." Yun Zhan looked at her.
The voice was so soft that Shi Mingyue's tears instantly rolled down her cheeks.
After thanking Pei Yanxi and Wen Sixue, Shi Mingyue pulled Yun Zhan out, her steps unsteady, but she stubbornly walked ahead, holding Yun Zhan tightly with her other hand. It was a little inconvenient to go downstairs like this, but Shi Mingyue still stubbornly refused to let go.
The door closed with a very soft "click".
Wen Sixue then loosened her coat, and the fabric slipped to the ground like snow that hadn't had time to melt.
Pei Yanxi bent down to pick it up, brushed off the dust, and moved very slowly.
"They've all left. See you later. It's not like we'll never see each other again." She comforted Wen Sixue, telling her not to cry again.
The driver was already waiting by the car. The moment the car door opened, the warm yellow overhead light poured out, like a soft ribbon, gently wrapping around Yun Zhan's silhouette.
Shi Mingyue dared not let go, first letting the wrist bone in her palm slide into the carriage before bending down to get in herself.
As the car door clicked shut, Shi Mingyue felt a wave of relief wash over her, her back slumping heavily against the seat as she let out a soft, almost trembling breath.
The sigh was so long, it was as if it had poured out all the anxiety of the night.
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