Chapter 118 Petty Sparring Between Couples
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! I'm back!" Su Yuyao shouted as she ran into the courtyard, lifting her skirt.
"Yao'er! How can you be so rude, shouting like that!" Qingyue quickly came forward and caught Su Yuyao in her arms. "Why are you running so fast? You're all sweaty!"
"Xuanfeng is going to hit me!" Su Yuyao shouted, pointing at Xuanfeng behind her with a grin.
"What?! That brat Xuanfeng dared to hit you?!" Before Qingyue could even speak, Langzhi exploded.
"Langzhi!" Qingyue glared at Langzhi. "Didn't you see Yao'er laughing and joking?! You believe everything she says!"
Langzhi then fell silent, glaring angrily at Xuanfeng who had run into the courtyard.
"Xuanfeng! You're back?!" Feihua, who was staring blankly at the sky, saw Xuanfeng and immediately stood up and rushed over.
Caught off guard, Xuanfeng caught Feihua running towards him in a tight embrace.
"Xuanfeng, have you come back to marry me?" Feihua nestled in Xuanfeng's arms and asked with a silly grin.
Xuanfeng awkwardly hugged Feihua, "Feihua, be good, let go of me first, I need to go talk to the girl..."
"Fangchun! Quickly help Feihua back!" Qingyue called out to Fangchun while comforting Su Yuyao in her arms, afraid that Su Yuyao would become jealous again.
Su Yuyao, nestled in Qingyue's arms, watched the bewildered Xuanfeng with a smile. Strangely, she wasn't jealous or angry. This time, she confidently let Feihua hold Xuanfeng.
Because she knew that no one could take away her stinking bastard!
Su Yuyao followed Qingyue back to her room, leaving the anxious Xuanfeng, the stubborn Feihua, and the angry Langzhi glaring at Xuanfeng in the courtyard.
"Your Majesty," Su Yuyao snuggled in Qingyue's arms, "Xuanfeng hit me again!"
"You must have done something wrong!" Qingyue said, wiping Su Yuyao's sweat. "Xuanfeng is always very reasonable; he wouldn't act without a reason!"
"I didn't do anything wrong! Xuanfeng is just jealous!" Su Yuyao said with a little pride, "He's jealous of Yue'er!"
"Yao'er!" Qingyue said sternly, "Are you not knowing your limits again...?"
"Your Highness! This isn't my fault! Xuanfeng has already apologized to me!" Su Yuyao said, nestled against Qingyue's chest. "Besides, there's no way Brother Yue'er would ever like me..."
"What did you say? Xuanfeng apologized to you?" Qingyue pulled Su Yuyao out of her arms, tapping Su Yuyao's forehead and saying, "You child! How could you let Xuanfeng apologize to you?!"
"Why can't he?" Su Yuyao retorted, "He was just jealous and framed me! He did something wrong, so why shouldn't he apologize?!"
"Yao'er, even if he's wrong..."
"Even if he's wrong, can't he apologize to me?" Su Yuyao said angrily. "Why is it that when I'm wrong, he can punish me, but when he's wrong, I have to put up with it?!"
"Yao'er!" Qingyue's voice turned stern. "He is the Heavenly Emperor!"
"So what if he's the Heavenly Emperor!" Su Yuyao climbed onto Qingyue's bed, kicked off her shoes, and angrily pulled back the covers. "Even if he is the Heavenly Emperor, he's still our wolf clan's son-in-law!"
After saying that, he covered his head and crawled into bed.
"Su Yuyao!" This time it was Qingyue's turn to be angry. "Are you talking nonsense again?!"
"I'm not lying!" Su Yuyao shouted from under the covers, "He admitted it himself!"
Qingyue glanced at Xuanfeng, who was entangled in the flying petals in the courtyard. "Pathetic! He just gives up like that?!"
Fangchun finally managed to coax Feihua back to her room, and Xuanfeng finally had a chance to go find Su Yuyao.
"Girl!" Xuanfeng barged into Qingyue's room without regard for etiquette and saw Qingyue pulling the quilt and scolding Su Yuyao.
"You child! How can you be so insensible!"
"What do you mean by being unreasonable!"
"Come out here right now! Go and apologize to Xuanfeng!"
"I'm not going!"
"You're not even his legal wife yet! What are you throwing a tantrum for?!"
"I am not his legal wife, but he is the legal son-in-law of the wolf clan!"
"You child! Still talking nonsense?!" Qingyue raised her hand to slap him.
"Auntie!" Xuanfeng rushed to the bedside, protecting Su Yuyao under the covers. "Auntie, the girl is right, why did you have to hit her?!"
Qingyue looked at Xuanfeng's spineless appearance and was so angry that her lips trembled. "I'm disciplining him on your behalf!"
“The girl is fine, she doesn’t need any discipline!” Xuanfeng said, bowing slightly. “Aunt, I’d like to speak with the girl alone…”
Qingyue gritted her teeth and pointed at Xuanfeng, saying, "Just keep spoiling him!"
After saying that, she stormed out of the room.
"Hey? Why did you come out?" Langzhi, who was repairing a flatbed cart in the yard, asked in surprise. "If you come out, won't that give that brat a chance to take advantage of you?! You should go back inside and keep an eye on things!"
Qingyue glared at Langzhi without responding.
"Why are you looking at me like that?! I told you to go back and keep an eye on that brat! Look what he's done to this perfectly good girl!!" Langzhi yelled.
"You keep calling her 'daughter' and 'little girl,' spoiling this one and protecting that one. Am I the worst one here?!" Qingyue said irritably. "Go see for yourself!"
Seeing that Qingyue was truly angry, Langzhi put down what she was doing and leaned closer, asking softly, "Tuanyue, why are you still angry?"
"Why am I angry?" Qingyue glared at her. "I disciplined the child for you, and you yelled at me! I disciplined his wife for him, and he kicked me out! Tell me! Why am I angry!"
Langzhi smacked her lips and said in a cheeky tone, "That's because Xuanfeng is being unreasonable! I'll talk to him! Don't get angry with the child, or you'll ruin your health!"
Qingyue rolled her eyes at Langzhi, "You're really trying to absolve yourself of all responsibility!"
"Aunt!" Xuanfeng called out as he opened the door, "The girl says she's hungry and wants you to make her something to eat!"
After saying that, he slammed the door shut again.
"This child! So inconsiderate!" Langzhi said with a forced smile. "Well... could you go and make her something to eat? Our daughter is hungry..."
"Do I owe you anything?!" Qingyue's voice rose again. "Can't I discipline them?! And I have to serve them?!"
"Tuan Yue, don't be angry!" Lang Zhi pulled Qing Yue into his arms and said righteously, "Let the girl eat her fill first, then I'll discipline her! I promise I won't protect her!"
"Your Majesty!" Bai Er said, curtsying, "The meal is ready and can be served at any time!"
"What are you making? Is it something Yao'er likes to eat?" Qingyue pushed open her cloak and followed Bai'er into the kitchen...
Xuanfeng sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Su Yuyao, who was sitting cross-legged, arms crossed, brows furrowed, and lips pursed. "Girl, why are you angry?"
"Xuanfeng! How could you just repeat what I said verbatim?!" Su Yuyao said angrily. "The Empress will definitely be angry if she hears this!"
"No way!" Xuanfeng moved closer to Su Yuyao. "Your origin is your aunt's child. Your aunt dotes on you too much!"
"The Empress always scolds me! And she always lectures me!" Su Yuyao pouted and said, "Grandpa Langzhi is the one who loves me the most, but every time he pleads for me, I get punished even more severely!"
Xuanfeng couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. He ruffled Su Yuyao's hair and said, "Then can't you avoid being punished?"
"Don't talk about me! You'll still get punished by me!" Su Yuyao said arrogantly.
"Okay, how do you want to punish her?" Xuanfeng pinched Su Yuyao's cheek and asked.
"I haven't decided yet, it depends on your performance!" Su Yuyao said smugly. "If you perform well, I'll punish you lightly; if you perform poorly, I'll punish you severely!"
"Oh! Then I'd better do my best..." Xuanfeng slowly moved closer to Su Yuyao, gently rubbing his nose against her small nose. "Where should I start to do my best?"
Su Yuyao smelled the alluring sweet and sour grape scent emanating from Xuanfeng's aura, and her heart began to race again, a heat gradually rising from her chest.
Xuan Feng watched as Su Yuyao's face slowly turned red. He suppressed a laugh and said slowly, "Is it from here..." He gently kissed the tip of Su Yuyao's nose, "or from here..." He kissed Su Yuyao's forehead again, "or... from here..." He closed his eyes slightly, wrapped his warm lips around Su Yuyao's peach-flavored mouth, and sucked hard.
"Mmm..." Su Yuyao raised her flushed face and hummed softly with hazy eyes.
Xuanfeng grinned crookedly, "It seems this is the place... But!" He suddenly stood up, straightening his clothes, and said, "This is Aunt's bedroom, we can't be presumptuous. I'll behave properly when we get back to our room tonight!"
Su Yuyao blushed and looked at Xuan Feng, who seemed to have victory in his grasp, in disbelief. "You..."
"Dinner's ready!" Qingyue placed the food on the stone table in the courtyard and called out in a huff, "Anyone who's hungry, come out and eat!"
"Tuan Yue, why are you still angry?!" Lang Zhi pushed the repaired flatbed cart aside, wiping her hands as she said, "I'll discipline my daughter later, I won't hold back!"
"How can I trust you?!" Qingyue glanced at Langzhi. "You're already plotting how to deal with me, aren't you!"
"How could that be?" Langzhi chuckled.
Xuanfeng looked at Su Yuyao, who was lying on the bed with her cheeks puffed out in anger, and smiled indulgently, "Auntie is calling for dinner!"
"I'm not eating!" Su Yuyao angrily turned her head to the side.
Xuanfeng smiled and knelt on one knee on the footstool to help Su Yuyao put on her shoes. "Good girl, don't be angry! Let's go eat first! I'll definitely behave well tonight!"
"Who needs your performance?!" Su Yuyao pushed Xuanfeng away and walked out of the room with a flushed face.
Although the meal was simple, it tasted good. Su Yuyao knew that food was scarce these days, so she ate with extra care.
Xuanfeng ate while glancing at Su Yuyao, as if Su Yuyao was the only dish he wanted to eat with his meal.
Feihua stared blankly at Xuanfeng, waiting for Fangchun to feed her the food bite by bite.
Langzhi glared at Xuanfeng, wishing she could grind her teeth to dust. You brat! You got off easy!
Qingyue didn't touch her chopsticks; she simply sat at the table, taking care of Su Yuyao.
Seeing Xuanfeng's infatuated gaze, she felt a renewed sense of urgency. Although Feihua couldn't arrange a marriage during her mourning period, it would be good to ask for Yao'er's status as a maiden, or... perhaps even better, to ask for Yao'er's status as a fairy. Although the rank wouldn't be high, at least she would be a member of the Heavenly Palace...
As Su Yuyao ate, she basked in Xuanfeng's loving gaze. She glanced at Xuanfeng haughtily, then turned to Qingyue and said, "Your Majesty! I want to sleep with you tonight!"
"What?! No way!" Xuanfeng was a little anxious and immediately refused.
"Why not?!" Langzhi banged her chopsticks on the bowl, tilted her head back, and said to Xuanfeng with her nostrils flared, "I think my daughter's idea is absolutely brilliant!"
"The girl and I are husband and wife..."
"What couple?!" Qingyue was already in a bad mood, and Xuanfeng's words only added fuel to the fire. She glared at him and scolded, "Xuanfeng! Don't forget! No one in the Heavenly Palace acknowledges you two as a couple!"
Seeing Qingyue's angry expression, Xuanfeng dared not say anything more and could only shut his mouth and obediently listen to the reprimand.
"You are the Heavenly Lord and the master of the Immortal Mountain. In official matters, I will not contradict you! But in family matters, both in terms of sentiment and reason, I am your elder!" Qingyue said, slapping the stone table. "You two shouldn't be together now! I've turned a blind eye and indulged you out of favoritism! Don't forget! This is the Heavenly Palace territory! If either of you mentions the wolf clan's marriage again, I will deal with you according to the law!"
“But…” Su Yuyao was about to say something when she felt someone gently kick her foot. She looked down and saw it was Xuanfeng’s boots!
She glared at Xuanfeng, only to see him slightly frown and shake his head without making a sound.
She then looked at Lang Zhi, who was covering his face with his hand and winking at Su Yuyao.
They won't let me speak! I'm so angry! Su Yuyao kicked Xuanfeng hard.
Ugh!
Xuanfeng winced in pain, but dared not show it, and could only frown as he looked at Su Yuyao.
Looking at Xuan Feng's eyes, which were eight parts doting and two parts helpless, Su Yuyao couldn't help but smile, lowering her head and pursing her lips to chuckle.
“Xuanfeng! I’ll sleep with you tonight!” Feihua suddenly said.
The dinner table suddenly fell silent.
Su Yuyao looked up at Feihua, who said seductively, "I'll be your concubine!"
"What?!" Su Yuyao jumped to her feet, glaring at Feihua. "Feihua! Say that again?!"
Feihua raised an eyebrow and looked at Su Yuyao defiantly, saying coquettishly, "I'll be a maidservant!"
"No!" Su Yuyao shouted.
"Yao'er! Sit down!" Qingyue knew Feihua was out of her mind, so she scolded Su Yuyao, "Look at the state you're in! How can you shout and yell at the dinner table?!"
"Daughter! Why are you getting angry with a madman?!" Langzhi quickly coaxed.
"Feihua isn't crazy!" Su Yuyao shouted at Langzhi.
"Yao'er! You're being too outrageous!" Qingyue scolded again.
"Xuanfeng! Say something!" Su Yuyao glared at Xuanfeng.
Xuanfeng was holding a bowl, admiring the embarrassed and jealous Su Yuyao.
"Still eating?!" Su Yuyao was furious at Xuan Feng's smug expression. She raised her hand and knocked the bowl out of Xuan Feng's hand. "Let you eat!"
Xuanfeng was taken aback, then quickly stood up and pulled Su Yuyao behind him, "Aunt! Calm down!"
"Get out of the way!" Qingyue's roar shook the entire mountaintop.
For a moment, Su Yuyao's cries, Lang Zhi's reproaches, and Xuan Feng's pleas for mercy were all mixed together...
"Tuan Yue! Tuan Yue! Don't do it!" Lang Zhi shouted, pounding on Qing Yue's door. "This isn't our daughter's fault!"
"Aunt!" Xuanfeng called out as well, "Please don't blame the girl! It's my fault!"
"You still know it's your fault!" Langzhi rolled her eyes at Xuanfeng. "It's all because of you! My daughter is always suffering!"
"Lord Langzhi! Now is not the time to talk about me..." Xuanfeng said helplessly.
"Xuanfeng!" Feihua said in a raised tone, "I'll keep you company tonight!"
"Feihua, go back to your room first!" Xuanfeng was in no mood to coax Feihua. "Granny Fangchun, thank you for your help!"
"Yes, sir!" Fangchun quickly pulled Feihua into the house.
Snap!
"Ah—!" Su Yuyao screamed, "I won't do it again! I'll never do it again!"
"How dare you be so insolent in front of me?! Have I been too lenient with you?!"
Snap!
"Ah—! Help!"
"Hands out! Don't hide!"
"No! Ah—!"
Su Yuyao knelt on the ground, her hands clasped behind her back, crying her heart out, "I want my mother—! I want my father—!"
As Qingyue held up the ruler and watched Su Yuyao cry in pain, hearing Su Yuyao's cries for her parents, she suddenly felt a pang of sorrow, and the ruler in her hand instantly melted away.
Seeing Qingyue's softened heart, Su Yuyao raised her voice and cried, "I want my mother—! Ah—! Father—!"
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