Chapter 115: No regrets for the promise, no regrets for this life
Rather than anger, Qi Qing felt more puzzled.
Are these people really not afraid of offending others? It's fine if they are talking about marriage, but the target is Miao Zheng. Do they think he can't see the conspiracy?
The senior brother also showed a chill on his face, sneering: "They want to win over the Dan Sect, but they are reluctant to sacrifice their own people, so they use you as a favor. They really have a good plan!"
Qi Qing frowned slightly: "Master, you won't agree, right?"
Such a blatant plot should have been rejected on the spot.
Unexpectedly, the senior brother glanced at him meaningfully and said, "The head master said that we can discuss it later."
Qi Qing raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Huh?"
What is the old man planning? Is this really what he is thinking?
"Guess why?" The senior brother gave a playful smile.
Qi Qing frowned and said hesitantly, "It's not possible that Danzong is so important to us..."
The Tiandu Sect isn't really short of elixirs.
The senior brother sighed, put his hands behind his back, and showed a trace of sympathy in his eyes: "That's why I said you were messing around with peach blossoms."
"The head master did not agree, but Wen Miaozheng did."
“…”
Qi Qing almost thought he was hallucinating.
If I remember correctly, a few nights ago, Miao Zheng vowed to take revenge on Yue Ji, right?!
Everything was fine, but suddenly something like this happened. Is marrying him also a part of revenge? ?
“He agreed, but I didn’t.”
The young man snorted coldly, turned around and was about to walk out: "I will go find the head master and explain it clearly."
The senior brother held him down and said, "The headmaster is still dealing with them. I sneaked out. If you go over now, aren't you walking into a trap?"
After that, he walked past Qi Qing and said, "Come back tomorrow, and I'll ask for mercy for you then... Try not to get beaten."
As a senior brother, it would be fine for him to know about the entanglement between his junior and nephew, but if he provokes the master, he will probably be scolded for "the misfortune of the sect".
The pain of being hit by the tip of a whisk.
Thinking of this, the senior brother felt some pity for some reason and waved to Qi Qing: "I'll go back first."
When he left, he did not forget to nod to Yue Ji. Yue Ji walked to Qi Qing and asked in a low voice, "Master, what happened?"
Qi Qing paused for a moment and coughed unnaturally: "It's nothing serious, it's just those old guys making trouble again."
"They are making things difficult for the master?" Yue Ji's eyes darkened.
"Well... sort of."
Qi Qing laughed and casually picked up the medicine bowl on the table and handed it over: "Master, the headmaster can't make up his mind for the moment, and your uncle just came to discuss it with me. Well, don't worry about adult matters, drink the medicine first."
Fortunately, there were no candles lit in the room, which could hide the discomfort on his face - if Yue Ji knew about Miao Zheng's incident, he would have ripped the roof off.
While urging Yue Ji to take the medicine, Qi Qing kept talking about his plan for the Mirage Clan. Seeing that the other party remained calm, he felt relieved, thinking that he had gotten away with it.
"It's getting late, take a rest."
Seeing that it was getting late, Qi Qing bolted the door and took the initiative to stay in Yue Ji's room.
He was about to add another quilt when a strong arm wrapped around his waist. Yue Ji hooked his belt with his fingers, and the meaning was self-evident.
"Stop making trouble." Qi Qing grabbed the restless hand and said softly, "I have something important to do tomorrow."
"What's the important matter?" Yue Ji's voice was emotionless.
Qi Qing pretended to be calm and said, "Of course I will go to the head master to discuss the alliance."
"Hmm?" Yue Ji's fingertips lightly scratched his palm, and said casually: "Then I will go with Master."
“No need!”
Qi Qing blurted out, then realized that his reaction was like he had something to hide, and quickly slowed down his tone: "These are just trivial matters, it's more important that you take good care of your injuries."
Yue Ji lowered his eyes, unable to hide his disappointment in his tone: "My injuries are all healed, Master despises me?"
Qi Qing's heart softened, and he leaned over and gave him a light kiss on the forehead: "Be good, I'll accompany you tomorrow night."
It seemed that the soothing effect had taken place. Yue Ji lay down obediently. However, when Qi Qing stood up, he suddenly exerted force and locked him tightly in his arms. His warm breath brushed across his neck, and he showed no sign of being satisfied: "Not enough."
Qi Qing had no choice but to kiss her again and coax her gently, "Listen to Master, it's time to go to bed."
The bed curtain fell silently, trapping him in the darkness. Yue Ji's fingers once again wrapped around his belt, and he pressed forward, "I want more."
"……greedy."
Qi Qing's fingertips touched his lips, and she turned her head in the dim light and offered him a kiss.
Yue Ji raised his chin slightly and responded like a tamed wild animal. He pressed the back of Qi Qing's head, licked and kissed his lips, grinding them carefully, sucking them lightly, biting them, licking the corners of Qi Qing's lips and beads lightly or heavily, as if he could never get enough.
After a while, Qi Qing's breathing became disordered. He barely pulled away a little and put his finger on Yue Ji's lips: "Okay, don't you just want Master to sleep with you? Let's sleep now, okay?"
He lay down beside Yue Ji as if he was coaxing a child, but Yue Ji seemed to be sure that he would tolerate it, so he bit his finger and turned over to completely cover him.
"Okay." The young man in black curled his lips, his hand lingering on Qi Qing's waist: "Since Master wants to accompany me, you must accompany me to the fullest."
His slender fingers circled Qi Qing's pubic bone for a few times, and finally slowly moved up half an inch, stopping at a dangerous position: "Tonight, at least we have to get here."
…
The second day.
Qi Qing looked at the mess in the room. It was already noon and he numbly pushed away the arm that was wrapped around his body.
This bastard must be here to collect debts from him!
He endured the discomfort and changed his clothes, covering up some overly obvious marks, tightened his collar, and then rushed to the residence of the old master.
"Master."
When he stepped into the room, he saw the old head of the sect fiddling with the tea set on the table: "Are you here?"
The old man waved at him and said, "Your senior brother told you about yesterday's incident."
Qi Qing walked to the empty seat opposite the old man and sat down, then said slowly, "Yes."
The head of the sect waved his whisk, and the teapot automatically floated up, pouring out a clear line of water in the air, quickly filling a cup of tea for him.
"But I'm curious, why didn't you just refuse?"
The old head of the sect picked up the teacup and blew away the foam calmly.
Qi Qing stroked the wall of the cup unconsciously and said, "Because... Miao Zheng agreed?"
"Yes, but not entirely." The old man took a sip and sighed, "My disciple, your mutant spiritual root is dangerous after all. The more you practice and break through the realm, the more you gamble your life. The Tiandu Sect's foundation is limited after all, and it can't help you achieve perfection, but... the Dan Sect is different. Those elixirs and strange methods will always have one that can save your life."
Qi Qing was stunned when he heard this. He had never thought that the head of the sect would have such considerations.
"When you entered my school, you were younger than your apprentice."
Thinking about the past, the old head of the sect looked far away, and his old fingers tapped the table gently: "What a lovely little guy, when you first established your foundation, you almost lost half your life. The blood all over your body scared me a lot, so I asked the Spirit Medicine Elder to refine a furnace of Yuan-protecting Pills for you overnight.
"When you were older, I sought help from others everywhere and finally found a way to temper your character, which helped alleviate the crisis a little."
Qi Qing's heart trembled, and he was somewhat moved: "Thank you for your concern."
If the original owner knew these things, he wouldn't be so desperate, right?
"Silly child." The old head of the sect sighed and shook his head: "I just don't want to see you fail on the road of cultivation, and I don't want to see you die on the road of cultivation."
A trace of dejection appeared on his face. "Although Danzong may not be the best place to go, but Wen Miaozheng is quite sincere. She said frankly that if she wants to marry, she will only choose you. What do you think? If you really don't want to..."
Finally getting to the point.
Qi Qing took a deep breath, lowered his head and said, "I...please forgive me for not being able to agree to this."
The old head of the sect had anticipated his answer and asked, "You don't like him?"
Qi Qing smiled bitterly and shook his head. Miao Zheng was one of Long Aotian's beauties in the original novel. How dare he despise her?
"disciple……"
He squeezed his hands on his knees, hesitated for a few seconds, and then mustered up the courage to say, "Disciple already has a Taoist partner!"
This answer was beyond the old master's expectations.
"What!" He raised his voice, and his whisk fell to the ground with a thud. "When did it happen? Who is your Taoist partner? Why have I never heard you mention it before?"
Without waiting for his answer, the old man stood up suddenly, and walked around the room anxiously, bombarding him with questions like a machine gun: "Is he a disciple of the sect? Or an outsider? What's his character? How's his cultivation? Is he good to you?"
Qi Qing's ears felt hot, and he lowered his head a little. He didn't dare to say directly: "This... he is naturally a good person, with high cultivation, strong ability, and a very obedient temperament. He is very good to his disciples."
"Oh, you silly boy, you didn't even bring this big thing to your master's attention!"
The headmaster changed his depressed look and complained loudly, but he still couldn't help showing a few smiles: "This old master is looking forward to the day when I can hold my grandson in my arms. Look, my disciple..."
“Ahem…!”
Qi Qing choked on a mouthful of tea and felt extremely embarrassed.
Disciple grandson? How could it be possible for him and Yue Ji? He couldn't have children!
The head of the sect became interested, picked up the whisk and continued to ask: "Are the other party's parents still alive? When do you plan to hold the Taoist Couple Ceremony?"
The more he spoke, the more excited he became. He slapped his thigh and said, "This is a great event for the Tiandu Sect. In my opinion, we must send out invitations to many people, hold an altar to offer sacrifices to the heavens, and hold a three-day and three-night banquet..."
"There's no need to mobilize so many troops." Qi Qing interrupted him quickly.
"Nonsense!" The old head of the sect glared at him with a look that said "this is your fault" and said, "Even if it is a female cultivator who is not particular about details, she still needs to be married in a formal way. You should at least pay more attention!"
Qi Qing stared at his legs guiltily and said, "He is not a female cultivator."
The air suddenly froze.
The head of the sect happily touched the whisk and paused: "Male cultivator?"
He sighed and said, "Male cultivators... are fine too, as long as they are not those playboys from the Hehuan Sect... That's all, as long as you like them."
"He's not from the Hehuan Sect." Qi Qing glanced at him secretly and said in a mosquito-like voice: "He's... someone you know..."
He quickly uttered two words in a slurred voice, and the headmaster scratched his ears: "Who?"
"Yue...Yue Ji."
Qi Qing's voice became even quieter.
As soon as these three words came out, the hall became so quiet that one could hear his heartbeat.
The headmaster kept picking his ears, and his eyes suddenly widened as if he was struck by lightning.
"What!"
He exclaimed in disbelief.
Qi Qingyi decided to go all out and simply stood up and knelt down in front of the headmaster: "Disciple and Yue Ji are in love with each other, I hope Master will help us!"
The old man staggered two steps, holding on to the corner of the table and swaying: "You... say it again!"
Qi Qing risked everything, his cheeks flushed, but he spoke each word with a loud voice: "Disciple is willing to become a Taoist partner with Yue Ji, please help me, Master!"
Now that he had spoken, he might as well burn his boats. This matter would be made public sooner or later anyway, so he might as well expose the window paper now and let the old master digest it himself.
The old master's hands were shaking as expected. He asked, "You and your disciple?"
His voice suddenly rose: "——You and your apprentice?!"
This master and disciple actually got together right under his nose!
He suddenly clenched his fists and said angrily, "What a demon! Did he force you?"
"...No." Qi Qing said awkwardly: "It was my disciple's own free will."
Why does everyone think he's the one being forced?
He calmed himself down, looked up at the headmaster's unbelieving gaze, and said clearly, "My disciple and him are in love with each other, and I will never regret it in this life."
"What a life without regrets!" The old head of the sect gnashed his teeth and said, "No, I have to find this brat and ask him clearly!"
The next moment, a familiar voice came from the door.
"Master, there is no need to ask."
Qi Qing turned around suddenly and saw a young man in black walking in against the light.
He didn't know how long he had been eavesdropping outside. At this moment, he lifted up his skirt and knelt beside Qi Qing.
"Disciple Yue Ji."
Yue Ji looked at Qi Qing with burning eyes, and said word by word: "Master and I love each other, and we are willing to get married and share life and death together. I ask the Grandmaster to help us."
When the last word fell, he bowed and kowtowed heavily to the headmaster.
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