Chapter 38 I like it more.
The conservative and taciturn flower on the mountain suddenly changes her usual behavior and bows to you, begging you to get close with sweet words.
This is something no one can refuse.
Jiang Qiying was very smart, or perhaps the fact that his most beloved master actually coveted the woman he liked broke some shackles in his heart.
Fu Lanting was restrained in some matters, but he had no scruples.
Separated by a wall, he deliberately wanted Fu Lanting to see him.
Jiang Zhaoyue certainly understood what he was thinking.
However, since Senior Brother Jiang rarely took the initiative, she did not refuse. She held his face and gently kissed the corner of his lips.
Jiang Qiying's eyes were deep and dark, but her cheeks were slightly flushed.
He is too shy. Even though they have had more intimate interactions, he still blushes even after a kiss.
Jiang Zhaoyue looked at the red on the side of his face and smiled softly, "Senior Brother, you still blush so easily, just like that day."
The redness on Jiang Qiying's face deepened.
After trying hard to calm himself down, he asked with concern, "Junior Sister, are you doing okay these days? Is there anything serious?"
"I'm fine, but I don't look very good going out right now. If someone sees me, they'll probably misunderstand me. I can only recuperate here with my uncle for a while."
Jiang Qiying listened to her words and glanced at the place outside the palace gate. He couldn't tell whether it was intentional or unintentional, but he looked worried and pleading:
"I'm really worried about you, Junior Sister. Can I stay here with you these days?"
This is something Jiang Qiying would never say on her own initiative in the past.
But now he spoke naturally. Jiang Zhaoyue didn't feel anything about this change, but the system in her mind was already wailing.
"My pure love hero!"
How did he become a jealous, competitive man with a pungent tone?
Jiang Zhaoyue listened to its wailing, smiled happily, and nodded: "Okay, having Senior Brother accompany me is great, of course. I just don't know if Senior Uncle will agree..."
"Master will agree."
The darkness in Jiang Qiying's eyes deepened. Although he hadn't asked, he said firmly, "Don't worry, Junior Sister. As long as you are willing, you don't have to worry about anything else."
"Brother Jiang, you treat me so well."
Jiang Zhaoyue's face was moved. She gently put her face against his chest and told him her innermost thoughts.
"Although I wasn't seriously injured during my trip to the Moon Soul Altar, I did absorb too much resentment, which still has some effects. Having my senior brother accompany me, I feel much more at ease."
Jiang Qiying stroked her hair, held her hand, and placed her palm against his chest.
Jiang Zhaoyue couldn't see his expression, she could only hear his voice, which was soft and contained a hint of temptation.
"As long as Junior Sister likes it, you can do anything to me."
This is almost explicit.
Not to mention the system crash, even Jiang Zhaoyue was a little surprised.
It's only been a few days, has Senior Brother Jiang gone somewhere for further training?
She unconsciously groped around with her palm twice. Although there was cloth between them, she could still feel the hard shape under her hand. She had a good figure and was a different type from Fu Lanting.
Jiang Qiying paused for a moment, but did not stop her movements. Instead, he panted very softly in her ear, so soft that it was barely audible.
When he spoke again, there was a hint of laughter in his voice.
"Junior sister, Master is already old. We are of the same generation, aren't we?"
Jiang Zhaoyue stopped groping and looked up at him.
After a while, a hint of excitement emerged from her smile.
"Brother, I really like the sound of your voice just now. Can you let me hear it again?"
Jiang Qiying was not shy this time, and even looked directly into her eyes. He opened his lips and said, "Okay."
"If Junior Sister likes it, I will only let Junior Sister listen to it."
Unfortunately, before Jiang Zhaoyue could hear him breathe again, she heard a knock on the door.
Perhaps because he still cared about his master's identity, Fu Lanting did not open the door and come in directly. He knocked on the door at the critical moment, and then a cold and calm voice sounded. If you listened carefully, there was also some anger in it.
"Are you done, Jiang Zhaoyue? You should regulate your breathing. Don't forget, your demonic state has not yet been eliminated."
With his high level of cultivation and being so close, he could hear even the slightest sound as long as he listened carefully. It was obvious that knocking on the door at this time was to interrupt what was about to happen inside.
Jiang Qiying had probably expected this and was not disappointed or panicked. He left Jiang Zhaoyue behind him and walked to the door and opened it.
Fu Lanting was standing at the door. When he saw him, his face showed no expression, and he did not expose what they were saying inside. He just said calmly: "Go back after you finish talking."
Jiang Qiying looked straight at him, then lowered her eyes slightly. It was a respectful gesture, but her voice was firm.
"Master, I want to stay here with my junior sister until she recovers."
"What's the point of you staying here?"
Fu Lanting said bluntly: "How can you help her? Going back and practicing well is better than anything else."
"Junior sister needs me."
Jiang Qiying was now able to face his reprimands without changing her expression.
Even though anger flashed in Fu Lanting's eyes, he just said calmly: "After all, my junior sister and I are young people. It's normal for Master not to understand our ideas."
“…”
Jiang Zhaoyue stood behind him and saw very clearly that the master's face turned a little pale.
But he opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say. After all, the two people in front of him were his nephew with whom he had an ambiguous relationship, and his most beloved disciple.
Finally, his chest heaved before he uttered a cold word: "Get out before I do anything."
Jiang Qiying had been his disciple for a longer time than Jiang Zhaoyue had been his disciple Lin Bozhou. He had truly been practicing Taoism with him since childhood.
Although Fu Lanting was a cold person, he had never punished his disciples, but at this moment, his anger was greater than any previous moment.
Jiang Qiying's eyes trembled slightly.
It’s not because of his strength, but because the person in front of him is his master.
After a few moments of silence, he turned around and looked at Jiang Zhaoyue, his eyes half closed. The shadow cast a half-bright and half-dark light on his face. He said nothing, just looked at her.
Jiang Zhaoyue walked over to him, took his hand, and said to Fu Lanting, "Uncle, don't blame me. I wanted you to stay with me."
Fu Lanting pursed his lips, his anger evident. After a moment, he squeezed out a few words: "No, this is my Chonghua Palace. Do you think you have the final say?"
Jiang Qiying did not beg him anymore, but just kept her eyes downcast and spoke in a low voice, with an indescribable sense of loss naturally revealed in her eyes.
"Junior sister, I'm sorry, I can't make you happy."
When he said this, the front of his shirt was half open, which was caused by Jiang Zhaoyue's groping just now, and a piece of snow-white was half-covered and half-exposed from his clothes.
Moreover, Jiang Qiying was rarely seen wearing a sky blue dress today, which was similar in color to her clothes. Her hair was combed very neatly and meticulously. Her beautiful face had a little bit of broken light in her eyes.
Jiang Zhaoyue's gaze paused, staring at him for a moment before she smiled and said to Fu Lanting, "Uncle Master, please, let me stay. I can't go out, and I don't know how long I need to recuperate. It's so boring to have no one to talk to on weekdays."
Fu Lanting was not blind, he saw Jiang Qiying's deliberateness and Jiang Zhaoyue's pause.
Now hearing her say this, he couldn't help but said in a cold tone: "Isn't this a human?"
She had just told him that she loved him the most and asked him to do something so excessive. His chest still hurts now. As a result, Jiang Qiying lowered her eyes and said sorry, and she put the love she loved the most out of her mind.
How on earth had he thought she wasn't that bad before?
How can there be people in this world who are fickle, easily bored with the old and easily attracted to the new, and fall in love with someone else, who change their attitude so quickly?
"That's not what I meant."
Jiang Zhaoyue still looked at him with a smile: "Master uncle is high above us, like the bright moon in the sky, like the scorching sun. In the hearts of this junior, he is like a god. How can I let Master uncle accompany me to relieve my boredom?"
"Oh."
Fu Lanting sneered and lowered his arms, no longer hiding his strange expression. His eyes were mocking and his tone was cold:
"Say that again."
The bulge on his chest was so noticeable that Jiang Zhaoyue couldn't help but focus her gaze on it for a moment, and then followed the faint trace under his clothes to find the direction of the thin chain around his waist.
After looking at each other for a few breaths, just before she spoke, Jiang Qiying suddenly blocked her sight. His face was calm, only his eyes were stained with emotion.
He looked at Jiang Zhaoyue, her appearance reflected in his eyes, and there was an illusion of being deeply trapped.
"Since Master has forbidden me, I cannot disobey Master's order. I'm sorry, I originally prepared a gift for Junior Sister, but I can't show it to her anymore."
Jiang Zhaoyue blurted out: "What gift?"
Just as she finished asking, she saw a light blush on Senior Brother Jiang's face, as if a layer of clouds covered the white snow. He lowered his head, avoiding her sight as if a little shy. His jade-like fingertips gently gathered his collar, hiding the white jade-like skin.
He didn't say anything, but it was better than speaking.
Even the system was stunned in Jiang Zhaoyue's mind.
Playing hard to get, playing hard to get... Who the hell made this innocent boy become like this?
Jiang Zhaoyue was obviously attracted as well.
It's not that it's impossible to see, but it's an obvious strategy.
And she really liked this one.
Putting aside her 'favorite' uncle and the chest chain for the moment, she pulled Jiang Qiying's sleeve and looked at Fu Lanting seriously: "Uncle, I want you to stay with me, otherwise I will go back to Yunmiao Immortal Sect."
Fu Lanting's face turned from blue to white, and he was obviously very angry.
"you……"
He looked at Jiang Zhaoyue, then at Jiang Qiying, and finally stopped at Jiang Qiying.
After taking a deep breath, he suppressed his anger and said, "Jiang Qiying, where did you learn this kind of shameful stuff?"
When he heard Luo Huaiyin talk about Chu Jinhe before, he didn't take it seriously. But now that he saw his disciple behaving in the same way, he finally understood what it meant to have blood rushing to his head.
He really loved Jiang Qiying and taught him seriously, treating him as his only disciple. Even with the relationship with Jiang Zhaoyue, they did not become enemies.
At this moment, his hatred for his shameful behavior of seducing Jiang Zhaoyue, and his master's feeling of being disappointed in him, made it difficult for him to suppress the anger in his heart.
Jiang Qiying was very calm. He glanced at Fu Lanting's chest and chuckled softly, his voice steady. "Master, haven't you heard the saying, 'If the top beam is crooked, the bottom beam will be crooked?' Master, as the head of Qi Ling Sect, is not afraid of what others say, so why should I be afraid?"
He used to be too rigid, but if he didn't fight for what he wanted and for the people he wanted, would he have to wait forever for the gods to favor him?
He had made a mistake once, and there would never be a second time.
Fu Lanting was both angry and annoyed by his words. He looked at his chest and subconsciously covered his chest, unable to say a word in rebuttal.
Jiang Qiying's words undoubtedly stirred up the shame in his heart again.
This shouldn't have happened. All the things Jiang Zhaoyue asked him to do before were wrong.
It’s not that he can’t refuse, it’s not that he can’t decline.
But he did it anyway.
What qualifications does he have to reprimand his own disciples?
Fu Lanting's eyes, originally filled with anger, suddenly darkened. He didn't dare to look into Jiang Qiying's eyes. After a while, he could only throw out a sentence: "It's not what you think."
"What does that look like?"
Jiang Qiying still looked at him, but her smile was tinged with sarcasm. "Master, does Sect Leader Lin Bozhou know you're doing this?"
Fu Lanting's eyes trembled suddenly, and he didn't answer.
Jiang Zhaoyue, who was still watching the show nearby, felt a little sympathy when she saw her poor uncle speechless. She pulled Jiang Qiying's sleeve and said softly, "Brother, don't be like this. After all, your uncle is your master."
Jiang Qiying put away the sneer and chuckle on his face, took her hand, and said with a hint of meaning: "As long as Master is as virtuous and respected as before, I will also respect him as before."
Fu Lanting turned sideways and stood outside the door, his eyes slightly lowered, his emotions unrecognizable.
Inside the door, Jiang Qiying said softly, "Junior sister, can you take a look at my gift?"
Jiang Zhaoyue was certainly not a kind person, but she still pretended to be worried. She glanced outside the door and said, "But Uncle Master..."
Jiang Qiying held her face and turned her gaze to herself.
"Junior sister, don't look at others, look at me, okay?"
Jiang Zhaoyue stared at him blankly for a moment, then nodded as if bewitched: "Okay."
"Junior sister is so good."
Jiang Qiying took her hand again, kissed it lightly and placed it on his chest.
He let his fingertips lift up her collar and just looked into her eyes.
The touch of his fingers was a little itchy. Jiang Qiying lowered his head to her ear, panting softly, and then asked her with a smile: "Junior sister likes my voice, I will play it for you again, okay?"
"good."
Jiang Zhaoyue looked at him infatuatedly, feeling the hardness and softness under his palm. After a while, she said, "Brother, you look good."
"Junior sister called my name."
“…Jiang Qiying.”
His breathing sounded really nice.
Jiang Zhaoyue enjoyed himself for a while before sighing to the system in his mind, "Bao, I'm sorry. I misunderstood you before. You have good taste and are very good at choosing people. Brother Jiang is very cold when he is silent, but he can be very passionate when he gets angry."
system:"……"
It really wants to swear.
But while they were being intimate in the room, Fu Lanting had not left the door yet.
He didn't look at them, but just stood there with his body stiff and his eyes fixed. After a while, he finally said in a deep voice with barely audible gasps, "Enough!"
Fu Lanting's face was cold. He suddenly walked into the room, grabbed Jiang Qiying's shoulders and separated them.
Jiang Qiying's clothes were disheveled, but she still looked at him calmly, without any fear.
"Master is like the bright moon in the sky, the scorching sun in the sky, high and mighty, noble beyond words. But it is her freedom to choose whoever she likes. Why would Master stop her?"
"Shut up."
Fu Lanting looked at him coldly: "Jiang Qiying, do you think that because I pamper you, you can act recklessly and without worries? Do you think I will never punish you?"
"Master wants to punish me, but that's just what Master wants. But even if Master kills me, can you change a person's mind?"
He curled his lips and said, "Master, can't you see who Junior Sister likes? Why do you still stay here and humiliate yourself?"
"Jiang Qiying!"
Fu Lanting closed his eyes and managed to calm his voice: "Below Chengfeng Cliff, face the wall for three days, now, get out immediately."
Even if Jiang Zhaoyue wanted to plead for mercy, he would directly say in a cold voice: "It's useless for anyone to plead for you."
Jiang Qiying chuckled, looked at Jiang Zhaoyue, and tucked her hair away from her ears. Her dark eyes were filled with undisguised determination. "Junior sister, I'll come see you again in three days."
He straightened his collar and bowed to Fu Lanting: "Disciple, I'll take my leave."
Then he turned and left.
But his departure did not ease the wrinkles between Fu Lanting's brows at all.
Jiang Qiying's words pierced his heart like needles.
Many complex emotions surged up in an instant, making him feel guilty and angry, as if his thoughts were torn into two completely different halves.
It was not until a few breaths later that he managed to calm down and looked at Jiang Zhaoyue.
What she did just now obviously couldn't be dealt with so quickly by Fu Lanting.
He had a cold face and his tone even unconsciously carried a hint of resentment.
"I'm not human, only you are human, Jiang Zhaoyue, don't come talk to me in the future. After all, we are different species."
When Jiang Qiying was here just now, Jiang Zhaoyue was indeed attracted to him, but now that Senior Brother Jiang has left, of course Uncle Master is the most important.
She was always fickle and easily disliked by the old and loved the new. Fu Lanting knew clearly that she was a bad person, but he still couldn't help but feel emotional about her behavior.
She changed her expression and looked at him pitifully, with a bit of girlish coquettishness.
"Uncle Master."
The ending of her voice rises, which is very alluring.
He was the only one left in those eyes.
Jiang Zhaoyue shook his sleeve and said softly, "Brother is your disciple after all. Do you want me to hurt his feelings? Uncle doesn't want to see him sad, right? We are all young people, and it is inevitable that we will do things inappropriately. Uncle, please don't blame me, okay?"
However, her words were not understood, and Fu Lanting's face became even uglier.
He said angrily, "Yes, you are all young people. I am half buried in the ground. How can I compare with you young talents? Jiang Zhaoyue, if I believe you again next time, I will not be a human being."
As he said this, he even unzipped his collar and was about to pull off the chest chain.
It seems that there is no way to coax her.
Jiang Zhaoyue hurriedly stopped him.
She blew on the still slightly red and swollen area and said distressedly, "Uncle Master, don't be so rough. You don't take care of yourself at all. It will bleed if you tear it off."
"None of your concern."
"I just feel sorry for my uncle."
She continued in that pitiful voice: "I'm sorry, I just saw that Senior Brother Jiang was a little sad. I will definitely choose you next time, Uncle Master. You know, I like you the most."
Fu Lanting sneered, and it was obvious that he had a lot of emotions in his heart.
"Your love is to tormenting me, and to others you are just careful and comforting. Out of ten sentences, is there a single one that is true?"
"But you can't blame me for this."
Jiang Zhaoyue pressed close to his body, her fingertips circling his chest.
She suddenly smiled ambiguously, and said as if reminiscing about something, "Senior Brother's voice is really nice. You know, I'm young and only have this little hobby, so it's really hard for me to refuse him. Uncle Master can't blame me, after all, Uncle Master has never let me hear it before."
Fu Lanting's face turned slightly red, but this time it was not out of shame, but out of annoyance.
It would have been better if Jiang Zhaoyue didn't say anything, because as soon as he said it, he remembered the shameful things that happened just now.
The disciple he personally taught, the number one prodigy of the Qi Ling Xian Zong and the next successor to the position of the leader, would use such despicable means to please women.
He would feel ashamed if he told anyone about it.
Jiang Zhaoyue seemed to see through his thoughts. She blinked and chuckled, "Master, do you think that Senior Brother is embarrassed? But I think it's very cute. Besides..."
Having said that, she half-closed her eyes and glanced down with a hint of malice.
He tugged at the thin chain in his hand.
Fu Lanting hissed subconsciously in pain, but heard the woman beside him say with a smile:
"Look at you, Uncle Master, you're also using despicable and shameful means to please me. Senior Brother Jiang saw it just now. Don't you feel ashamed to be seen like this by your own disciple?"
The master's skin suddenly turned red, and even the area on his chest where it spread into his clothes was stained with a thin layer of red.
The corners of his lips trembled, and after a while, he managed only a few shy words: "Don't say anymore."
"Why?"
Jiang Zhaoyue's eyes showed curiosity, although there was malice underneath this curiosity.
She was still pulling at the chain, her breath fanning against his neck.
"Master-uncle obviously likes it. Look, every time I humiliate you, you get so excited. You obviously like it, why are you pretending? Is there anyone else besides me who can make you so excited?"
"What were you thinking when Jiang Qiying kissed me just now?"
"Are you angry at your disciple for not fighting for his loyalty, or do you want to take his place? Uncle Master, you are the one who truly says one thing and means another."
She lifted the thin chain and hooked it in front of his eyes, allowing him to clearly see the tiny sparkling golden lights, and also clearly face his own desires and unreality.
"Uncle, even Senior Brother Jiang knows what he wants, yet you keep using excuses to cover up your actions. Or do you really enjoy having an affair with a junior? The pleasure of this immorality makes you feel very excited and happy, doesn't it?"
Fu Lanting's breathing became faster and he tried to break free.
"I told you to shut up."
But how could Jiang Zhaoyue let him go?
She looked at him with a gentle yet cold gaze, loosened the thin chain, but her fingertips were colder than the metal chain.
As she stroked the warm skin, she arched her brows and uttered clear words: "Senior brother will come to see me in three days, uncle, what do you think he will do then?" Fu Lanting's eyes jumped.
Jiang Zhaoyue's voice kept on going, like a devil luring people into the abyss, but her smile was so gentle: "You also want me to choose you next time, right?"
"Then prove it to me, Uncle Master, prove that I like you more than Senior Brother Jiang."
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The author has something to say: Two chapters combined into one.
Jiang: You are indeed master and disciple. The inheritance is indeed orderly and systematic. You have a good eye. Buy one and get one free.
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