46. Drunk
Demon Realm - Main Hall
The crimson firelight illuminated the entire room. Yin Li listened to the usual report with her eyes closed, her fingers tapping absently, her mind elsewhere.
I don't know if my master is still feeling bad. I acted impulsively and didn't control my emotions.
“Yin Li, you should do this. Have you forgotten how she reacted last night? She could only look at you, and only you.”
"Shut up!"
The inner demons stirred once again, tempting their master as if unwilling for the other to stop and not take any further action.
Just as it was about to speak again, it was interrupted by someone coming from the front.
"Your Majesty, Wen Ruyu should be in the capital. It is said that a few days ago he was at the Zhao residence praying for the high-ranking officials, but for some reason, the study in that residence suddenly caught fire, and the ceremony was canceled."
"Take water?"
With a narrowing of his eyes, Yin Li couldn't help but chuckle, "Qingshan Peak is as formidable as ever, even ranking higher than I knew."
"Your Majesty, please calm your anger!"
"What's there to be angry about? This is a good thing."
"Good news?" Feng Ying looked up in confusion, asking for an explanation.
"Our ultimate goal is to speak with Wen Ruyu."
Feng Ying stood silently, nodding mechanically, while Yin Li frowned, a hint of displeasure appearing in his eyes: "Fine, you continue to keep an eye on things, and inform me when there are any developments."
"yes!"
Stepping out of the hall, Feng Ying still couldn't quite grasp the connections, but as long as His Majesty understood, he, as someone who simply followed orders, didn't need a particularly sharp mind.
Yes, that's it.
Someone confidently returned to their residence, only to unexpectedly pass by that side hall...
Perhaps driven by curiosity, Feng Ying boldly peeked inside. It would have been better if he hadn't looked, because what he saw startled him: ancient and complex arrays were swirling around, each one designed to trap a person. The dark red, surging array contained dense symbols that only demons could see, while immortals could not detect them.
Is this Elder Qingge from Green Mountain Peak?
Whether the person inside sensed something or not, before Feng Ying could leave, the door opposite was slowly opened from the inside by a pair of hands. The slender woman looked weak, but the inner strength shone brightly on her upright back. Chu Qing noticed that someone was observing her from the other side, exchanged a glance with her from a distance, and then looked away.
In short, aside from being able to see the movements, she estimated that the sounds were completely unclear.
"Mo Yu, secretly contact Zhao Jing'an and Chi Yuanhan and keep an eye out for anyone in the capital who is secretly hoarding snow lotus."
It wasn't until this morning that she finally understood something.
This is all thanks to the female lead, Ling Xueluo. The snow lotus that she mentioned casually yesterday is the reason why Wen Ruyu hid in the imperial city.
All three of them were seriously injured in that battle, especially Wen Ruyu, who recklessly used his divine sense to manipulate the artifact despite the danger, resulting in a loss of eight hundred of his own as well as a thousand of the enemy's. Normally, even with many elixirs and miraculous medicines, it would take three to five years before he could use his spiritual power normally.
But what if—he has a snow lotus?
Snow lotus is cold in nature, but it can nourish the spirit very well. This is why Chu Qing took Ling Xue to soak in the cold pool after she was injured in Qingshan Town.
To obtain a snow lotus, one must either personally pick it from the mountains of an extremely cold region, or perhaps a few members of royalty or nobility possess one and treasure it as a precious gem.
Wen Ruyu's ambition must be the second one.
He was eager to regain his senses, and now that he had the divine artifact in hand, it was likely that he would be able to turn the world upside down.
Let's see if he can defeat a chosen one like the half-demon.
In fact, Chu Qing had thought of another clever way to complete the mission. Since the villain had to die, and the protagonist could not die in order to maintain the normal operation of the world, how did Yin Li obtain the Heavenly Chosen Halo?
Besides his extraordinary patience and temperament, he also benefited from the blessing of his bloodline.
She had briefly learned about the half-demon bloodline when she happened to visit the library that day. Its plasticity was much higher than that of pure spirit bloodline and pure demon bloodline. Since the Heaven-Destroying Wheel was a demon artifact, and the Fire Dance Spirit Pearl and the Profound Ice Spirit Pearl could nourish the half-demon bloodline well, this chosen one could only be herself, Chu Qing.
Currently, the magic thread can only be extracted through the spiritual platform when Yin Li is unguarded. Once the bloodline exchange is completed, the spirit pearl will naturally follow her.
Chu Qing once again admired her own ideas. She could only say that in addition to her clear thinking, the system was also creating better conditions for her step by step. If she wanted to confront Wen Ruyu, she had to escape.
That wedding day would be the best choice.
Yin Li, I'm sorry, your master has been lying to you all along.
An inexplicable bitterness pressed down on my heart with the falling snow, impossible to overcome. I hope that in these few remaining days, we can spend quality time together.
Perhaps it was a blessing from heaven, but at dusk today, a familiar figure pushed open the door and entered, coming to the table with a blank expression.
Yin Li carried a food box in his left hand and a jar of wine in his right. The wine looked as if it had just been dug out of the ground, with a few clods of soil still stuck to the bottom of the jar, and crumbs gently falling away.
"Master, this is a delicacy. You always said you wanted to try it when we were in the Cloud Mist Sect. Now your disciple has brought it to you."
Chu Qing felt as if her heart had been struck a heavy blow, and she almost burst into tears. She assumed that it was because the room was too hot that her eyes were red, and she sat silently.
She dared not speak, fearing that if she opened her mouth, people would hear the choked-up emotion in her voice, but to Yin Li, this reaction was a completely different story.
He felt that his master had changed, yet it seemed that he hadn't changed at all. The warmth of the Cloud Mist Sect had faded into indifference, but this seemed to be Chu Qingge's original face.
"Have a meal."
The wine jar slammed down. Yin Li suppressed his anger and frustration, and opened the food box on his own. A sweet aroma wafted into his nose, and Chu Qing saw many dishes that could be eaten in modern times.
Squirrel-shaped mandarin fish, bamboo shoots and shrimp, sweet and sour pork ribs, and even... roast duck?!
He unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva. When Yin Li saw that there was finally some longing on the other person's face, it was worth all the searching he had done from all over the country.
The master has a sweet tooth, so he also brought fruit wine, which is fragrant and harmless.
"Master, try it, it's delicious."
"Yes, sit down, together."
It was just a casual invitation. Yin Li completely forgot his anger from just now, and in the blink of an eye, his gloomy face turned into a bright smile. The boy was still the same boy. Even though he had grown older, in Chu Qing's eyes, he would always be the best disciple.
"Good boy, your disciple is here to serve you, open your mouth—"
She paused in her act of reaching for food, intending to refuse, but seeing that the other person wouldn't give up until she did, Chu Qing had no choice but to endure the shame, close her eyes, and put the food on the spoon in her mouth.
The rather cozy meal was quickly finished. Yin Li poured Chu Qing a glass of wine from time to time, noticing that her face was already flushed and her eyes were somewhat dull.
"Master, you've had too much to drink."
"Give it to me, I want to drink it."
Chu Qing closed her eyes and smelled the source of the wine aroma. She opened her misty eyes and reached out to snatch the wine glass from the other person's hand, but Yin Li was more than a head taller than her, and she couldn't reach it no matter how she stretched.
"You—you audacious traitor! Do you know who I am?"
"Heh, who is Master?"
Yin Li turned her head with great interest to stare at the person in front of her who was talking nonsense. The pent-up frustration in her heart suddenly dissipated. She wished that time could stop here, or that she could get drunk and never wake up again, forever immersed in a beautiful dream.
"I am Elder Qingge, the strongest elder on Green Mountain Peak! If you dare to disobey me again, be careful of being punished—a severe punishment! Hmph!"
"Oh? So, how does Master plan to punish his disciple?"
A soft hum tickled his heart. Looking at his master's drunken and alluring appearance, a dark thought suddenly arose in his mind. If anyone else saw her like this, he would want to gouge out their eyes, skin them, tear them apart, and shred them into pieces!
"I'll punish you, I'll punish you—"
"What punishment will I receive?"
The two drew close in an instant, their delicate fragrances mingling. Chu Qing was momentarily stunned and blurted out what was on her mind: "I'll punish you—take good care of my disciple Yin Li, no, Yin Wuyou!"
"Yes, his name is Yin Wuyou, and I gave him that name, hoping he would live a carefree life."
Chu Qing smiled foolishly, completely unaware of how pitiful she looked. However, the arm that was holding her waist suddenly trembled violently, its strength so great that it seemed to want to meld her into its very bones.
Before Chu Qing could react, her icy lips pressed firmly against hers. Unlike the usual biting and confrontation, this time she gently rubbed her lips together, her tongue licking the sweetness on them.
With gentle caresses and slow, tender touches, the jaw was slowly pried open under this gentle offensive. Yin Li suddenly increased the speed, frantically sucking the saliva from the other's mouth. It was sweet, mixed with the aroma of wine, filling his entire nasal cavity.
Perhaps fueled by the alcohol, Chu Qing only wanted to indulge her desires. She turned her head, placed her hands on the other person's head, and changed the kissing position, like a clumsy little animal, and began to actively nibble away.
"Hmm—"
Their breathing became increasingly rapid, and as their breaths mingled, her hand moved from their heads down, caressing their delicate skin.
Yin Li felt his sash being loosened, as if realizing something. Their lips parted for only a second before pressing tightly together again. He easily lifted Chu Qing into his arms, then slammed her against the corner of the table, knocking over the tea set and scattering the folds, brushes, ink, and rice paper on the desk...
All the chaos was preparing for what was to come. Chu Qing was gently placed on the bed. She wanted to get up to get some fresh air, but the person above her grabbed her wrist and pinned it against her head. Her waist was still held tightly, and their bodies were pressed together. She could clearly feel the heat between them.
"Ugh—Master, breathe through your nose."
The two switched kissing directions again. Chu Qing felt her body getting hotter and hotter, and couldn't help but urge, "Hurry up!"
Suddenly, Yin Li felt as if he had received a great permission and immediately became impatient. In just a few moments, they had already been completely honest with each other.
!
The sudden chill startled Chu Qing. Before she could say anything, the other person began to linger down her lips, leaving a wet trail where the new red plum blossoms covered the old, still-present traces.
[Author's Note]
Tsk, it seems Yin Li has become increasingly unrestrained since falling into demonic possession...
Look forward to the next chapter, hehe. I feel like after one or two more sweet chapters, things will start getting complicated again!
Once Chu Qing starts causing trouble and the wedding takes place, the main story won't be far from ending. But I really don't know if I can finish writing it in December. I'll try to update every other day, but it's hard to say after the middle of the month. If I really don't have time, I'll ask for leave. Don't worry, my little angels, I'll finish it properly!
I want them to have a happy ending more than anyone else!
Good evening! [Sprinkling flowers]
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