When Qinghe and I are together, can you only see me?
Wei Qinghe was dumbfounded. He wanted to say that Daoist Fuyue didn't know, but he also knew exactly who she was.
Receiving no response from Wei Qinghe, Daoist Fuyue continued:
"Qinghe, I like you even more than the sect leader likes Junior Sister Ling'er!"
Wei Qinghe blushed, her expression complex and ever-changing, with a hint of glee and panic flashing in her eyes.
Master Fuyue said he liked her; it turns out that Master Fuyue did like her.
He liked Ling'er even more than Jingyao Tianzun liked her.
"Jingyao Tianzun likes spirits..."
Her burning lips pressed forcefully against his, silencing Wei Qinghe from saying anything.
Fuyue Daozun held Wei Qinghe tightly with one hand around her waist and the other hand around the back of her head, making the kiss even more intimate.
Wei Qinghe didn't know how to respond, the words "Qinghe, I like you..." kept echoing in her ears.
After tormenting him for so long, Daoist Fuyue finally tasted the sweetness of success, but the person in his arms was his beloved, and he was not content with just that.
The hand that was tightly wrapped around her waist suddenly moved to her side and applied a little more pressure.
Wei Qinghe, in pain, regained consciousness and opened her mouth, giving Daoist Fuyue the perfect opportunity.
The gentle breeze seemed to be adding to the beauty of the moment, causing the flowers on the nearby trees to fall gracefully.
A gentle rain of petals fell, a truly breathtaking sight.
**Pink was following closely behind Little White, trying to curry favor. The two of them had just returned from strolling around Flying Cloud Peak when they witnessed this astonishing scene.
The two guys were dumbfounded.
Before **Fenfen could even cry out in surprise, Daoist Fuyue flicked his fingertips with spiritual energy, instantly sending the two people away.
The formation was activated, and **Fenfen crashed headfirst into the formation's light waves, was thrown back, and landed flat on her back.
A cluster of stars hovered overhead as it staggered to its feet. "The Daoist Master Fuyue is usually impeccably dressed, but I never imagined he would be such a shameless scoundrel, daring to forcibly kiss my master."
Xiao Bai rolled her eyes rather unkindly. "Idiot, who do you think is even remotely worthy of being the master in this Tianyuan Continent?"
Pinky stood up, still a little unsteady. "Who is worthy of Master? My Master is so good, there's no need for me to force myself or make myself suffer."
Xiao Bai really wanted to slap **Fenfen flat. "Although Fuyue Daozun wasn't the best, he was truly devoted to Master. He liked Master back then..."
It's unclear how much time passed before Daoist Fuyue finally ended the kiss.
For him, who was suffering from the effects of the poison, a kiss would not only fail to alleviate the symptoms but would actually accelerate the poisoning process.
However, he cared more about Wei Qinghe's cultivation level.
Looking at Wei Qinghe's face, which was redder than an apple, and her swollen lips, Daoist Fuyue felt that he was deeply sinful.
Why did I act so impulsively today when I had been so good at controlling myself before?
I was still savoring the beauty of that moment, but I also felt guilty and regretful.
"Qinghong, I'm sorry, I..."
Wei Qinghe said nothing, but grabbed his wrist and took his pulse amidst his panicked gaze.
"Actually, after the poison from the mimosa flower transferred to your body, you didn't have a real way to cure it?"
Wei Qinghe saw through him, and Daoist Fuyue turned his head away.
He dared not make any move, much less look into Wei Qinghe's eyes.
Could she misunderstand that he kissed her just now because he couldn't control himself due to the poison taking effect?
No matter who's in front of him, he'll kiss them all without hesitation.
Wei Qinghe felt very uncomfortable seeing him looking like he had done something wrong.
She continued, "So, lately, every time you get close to me, your body temperature suddenly rises because the poison has taken effect?"
Wei Qinghe only remembers feeling very uncomfortable at the time, and it was only for a short period of time.
But Daoist Fuyue endured it for so long; how painful it must have been for him.
During this period, Daoist Fuyue also had contact with other women, but his body temperature would only rise when he was with her.
She had thought it was strange before, but now she knows it was a poisoning attack.
She recalled what Daoist Fuyue had said: "Qinghe, I like you."
The fact that she was poisoned by the mimosa flower is the best proof that Daoist Fuyue truly loves her.
But for the sake of her cultivation, she has been suppressing it.
Thinking about this, it would be a lie to say I wasn't moved, and it would also be a lie to say I wasn't sad.
"Fuyue, how could you be so foolish!"
She suddenly hugged Daoist Fuyue, who trembled and looked on in disbelief.
He thought Wei Qinghe would be angry, would get furious, and might even abandon him and leave the Nine Heavens Sword Sect, never to see him again.
But what he received was Wei Qinghe's embrace, and he even felt tears dripping onto his neck.
He became hesitant and timid, his previous domineering kiss gone, as he gently stroked Wei Qinghe's back.
Her voice was exceptionally gentle, "Qinghe, I'm fine. I just... I just like you too much, and I'm upset that you care so much about other people..."
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