Chapter 87...Don't bite me, are you a dog?
"Good, good, good. Back when Hanyu was married, I watched him go through the wedding ceremony. It's wonderful. Jiuxu and Jiang Yu are just the two of us. If you need any help in the future, just come to Huaixian Sect to find me."
Master Yuxi waved his hand, and the sect leaders beside him fell silent. Everyone knew the prestige of Huaixian Sect. As the head of the three major sects, even its disciples were people with abundant spiritual energy and profound cultivation, not to mention the sect leader.
"Sect Leader Chu, what do you think?"
Even under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lian Quesheng's master couldn't refute him. He could only echo a few words, saying that back then, everyone had been humiliated by Huai Xian Sect. Now, this old man looked so smug, it was truly infuriating.
"They're a perfect match, an absolutely perfect match."
Shen Jiuxu chuckled and cast a grateful glance at Master Yuxi. The other party, however, continued to smile broadly. He had come to help sincerely, otherwise wouldn't he be slapping his disciple in the face?
The others then began to offer their congratulations, saying all sorts of polite things. Although Lian Quesheng was far away, he could guess what had happened from his master's expression. He knew those two from Huaixian Sect, after all, his own uncle had been defeated by Xie Hanyu back then and had been dejected ever since. Lian Quesheng had visited him several times.
"So they really did get married. Even Master Baiyue knew about it. What were those people talking nonsense about all day? They made us think that Young Master Jiang and Sect Leader Shen's marriage was illegitimate. In fact, they are legally married, but they just haven't shown it."
"Looking at it this way, those who were talking before might have really done it on purpose. Everyone knew that the two of them were in love, but now they're making it seem like they did something wrong. And Young Master Jiang, he really did save someone, and they've made up all sorts of stories about him."
"That's right, that's right, Young Master Jiang is such a good person!"
"Young Master Jiang—I like you."
A man in his early twenties suddenly shouted loudly, so loudly that everyone present could hear him. Several pretty and bold girls seemed to think they should also express their feelings, so they picked a few flowers and threw them over.
In an instant, Shen Jiuxu's face turned as black as charcoal.
He had tried his best, but those people were just too enthusiastic, and he couldn't keep Jiang Yu from leaving. Shen Jiuxu was a little frustrated.
Lian Quesheng found his expression amusing and settled into a comfortable position on the tree. His master and the others had already left, so he figured the succession ceremony was over and there was nothing else to do.
"The leader of Huaixian Sect is quite interesting."
Jiang Yu smiled and said, "Shen Jiuxu looked gloomy, his eyes lightly sweeping over the large group of people below. Then he put his arm on Jiang Yu's shoulder and said, 'They all like you very much.'"
"Sect Leader Shen, why... is it so sour?"
Looking at the man's furrowed brows, he thought that even decades later, some people would probably still never grow up. "I don't remember putting vinegar in the food today!"
"I drank a bottle."
Shen Jiuxu's voice sounded somewhat powerless. He knew what kind of person Jiang Yu was. He was attracted to him, and of course, thousands of other people would be attracted to him one after another.
Although Jiang Yu wouldn't look at them the way he did at him, the thought of it made Shen Jiuxu want to hold Jiang Yu tightly in his arms, hide him from everyone else, and possess that wonderful Jiang Yu all to himself.
Jiang Yu scoffed, "Sour?"
Shen Jiuxu didn't speak, but pulled him along faster. The hems of their clothes overlapped, and their two long shadows looked very close.
With a loud bang, the wooden door of Fuyou Palace opened. Jiang Yu watched as a pile of leaves drifted down from the huge elm tree in the courtyard. He was pressed against the door, and before he could even catch his breath, Shen Jiuxu's lips were already pressed against his.
God knows how long he thought about it.
The wooden door creaked and groaned. Jiang Yu's back was pressed against the cold door panel, and with only a thin, soft layer of clothing between them, the rough, rattling sensation was even more pronounced.
A warm hand slowly slipped inside from behind, supporting his back, while the other hand firmly gripped Jiang Yu's waist, making the kiss even more stable.
Jiang Yu's body was as if nailed to Shen Jiuxu's arms, held tightly by him, unable to move.
"They all like you very much, Brother Jiang Yu."
Shen Jiuxu lowered his voice, which was still a little hoarse and dark from the kiss. He slowly placed a kiss on Jiang Yu's neck, leaving red marks on his pale skin.
The smooth strands of hair fell onto his collarbone, tickling Jiang Yu. But his hands were held captive by Shen Jiuxu, and he couldn't free himself. He could only rub against Shen Jiuxu little by little, his voice low and deep, "Help me... fix my... hair."
Shen Jiuxu looked up at him. Jiang Yu, who had been sitting calmly on the high platform just moments before, was now completely embracing him. Only at this moment did his usually calm voice reveal a hint of embarrassed ambiguity.
He suddenly laughed out loud, buried his head in Jiang Yu's neck, and whispered, "Only I can see Brother Jiang Yu like this right now."
Even if those people like Jiang Yu, what can they do?
Jiang Yu was dazed by his kisses, and Shen Jiuxu's voice was very low, so she had no idea what he was saying. Her hazy eyes looked at the scattered clothes, and she regained her senses for a moment.
They seem to still be outside.
"Go back to the house."
Jiang Yu nudged Chen Jiuxu. Although there was no one inside Fuyou Palace, it was still bright outside, in broad daylight. Although he could be thick-skinned at times, this place made Jiang Yu extremely nervous.
The hairs on his body stood on end.
His highly sensitive body softened into a pool of spring water at the slightest touch from Shen Jiuxu, but Shen Jiuxu seemed not to feel it at all, and whispered in his ear, "The door is closed, no one will come in."
Why would a tree that grows naturally in the wild care about this?
Jiang Yu could only be held in his arms. Fortunately, it wasn't particularly cold that day, so even if they were outside, they wouldn't feel cold. Moreover, Shen Jiuxu's body temperature was very high, and the contact between their skin made Jiang Yu feel as if she were leaning against a heater.
Sweat dripped from his forehead, glistening and clear, until it reached his long neck. Jiang Yu tilted his head back, his whole body tense, and he let out a gasp of surprise.
The innermost white garment was half-draped over his shoulder, revealing a soft and tender piece of flesh. Shen Jiuxu's heart fluttered for a moment, then he buried his head in it and licked it.
"call--"
Jiang Yu's heart was in his throat from this action. The excitement almost burst out and broke through the last line of defense in his heart. In the extremely quiet Fuyou Palace, only his heavy breathing and the sound of water splashing could be heard.
"You...don't bite."
Shen Jiuxu's teeth slowly ground against that skin, bringing a slight itching sensation. Jiang Yu was already under high tension, and any external stimulation would cause him to surrender immediately and collapse completely.
But when those sharp teeth touched the soft flesh, Jiang Yu felt as if he were suspended in mid-air. His shoulders, his arms, and his legs could not touch the ground. He relied entirely on the only point of support on his body, which was Shen Jiuxu's body.
A row of clear teeth marks was left on the once fair and flawless skin. Shen Jiuxu stared at the masterpiece that belonged only to him. All the dirty and dark emotions in his heart were like being soaked in vinegar, fermenting and sour, rushing straight to his whole body and occupying his entire brain.
He wanted to leave a mark on Jiang Yu, ideally one that would never fade, so that anyone who saw it would immediately know that it was left by Shen Jiuxu, that it was Shen Jiuxu who gave it to Jiang Yu.
Jiang Yu agreed.
Just now at the succession ceremony, the two had already made their relationship public. Moreover, Master Yuxi's words had added a solid layer of protection to their relationship, leaving no room for doubt.
Are you born in the Year of the Dog?
Jiang Yu hissed. Although he knew the flesh wasn't bleeding, it still hurt. This little brat was really good at biting. He didn't know what had gotten into him. It was one thing for him to do it outside today, but he even bit him.
"You can bite me too."
Shen Jiuxu placed his shoulder in front of Jiang Yu, gesturing for him to speak, "I really like it, and I'm looking forward to it."
"……roll."
Jiang Yu has the same strong possessiveness towards Shen Jiuxu, but he rarely shows it. His personality, which was formed from growing up with Zhou Yongyin, means that he will only express his love in the most private places.
But Shen Jiuxu was different. He always forced Jiang Yu to sink deeper and deeper into the trap he had set up. Jiang Yu wasn't that stupid, but he was willing to cooperate. He would pretend to be unaware and fulfill all of Shen Jiuxu's demands.
Even if it is sometimes unreasonable and shameful.
Kiss me.
Jiang Yu gave the order. Looking into Shen Jiuxu's deep eyes, he knew what he was thinking. He wouldn't bite him, but he would use other methods to give Shen Jiuxu a sense of security. This was a tacit understanding that belonged only between the two of them.
"Yes, ma'am."
The door to the inner room was finally kicked open, and Jiang Yu returned to the long-missed bed. He pressed his face against Shen Jiuxu's chest, listening to his lover's strong and powerful heartbeat, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.
The room was bright enough without the need for lights. On the day of the succession ceremony, Shen Wuke, the newly appointed sect leader, and his Daoist partner only appeared before everyone at the very beginning, and then disappeared.
No one knew that they were naked in the Fuyou Palace, skin to skin, sweating profusely under the lush elm trees, and kissing in the warm water of the bathtub, showing each other their most sincere selves without reservation.
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Lian Quesheng originally planned to go find Jiang Yu and Shen Jiuxu after the ceremony, but he didn't expect that he hadn't slept much last night. He originally just wanted to take a nap in the tree, but when he woke up, he found that it was already dark.
He rubbed his slightly numb arm, grinned, and felt a nauseous ache. He had barely taken two stiff steps when he bumped into a man covered in clanging objects.
He was dressed in red, with several strings of bells hanging from his waist, and a heavy sword on his back with a wide hilt that resembled a knife.
“Young Master Lian, there are ways to sleep longer in a tree.” The man reached out and rubbed his lower back a few times, and the soreness immediately disappeared.
How do you know who I am?
"My name is Xiang Zhanyi. I have long admired Young Master Lian's name."
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Author's note: Some people might really be reincarnated jealous types. [Eating popcorn][Eating popcorn][Eating popcorn]
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