[Chen Zixi x you] Will drugging Qingxi Saint be successful?
You have always adhered to the principle of "only those who work hard can win."
So when you found yourself having inappropriate feelings for your adoptive father's best friend, you didn't have any intention of giving up. You thought that a forced melon might not be unsweet, and you'd know how it tasted once you took a bite.
At that time, you were just an ordinary, sixteen-year-old young master of Buxianxian. Under the protection of Uncle Jiang, Aunt Han and Chen Zixi, you had no experience in the martial arts world. You were just a local little devil in Buxianxian. The biggest thing you did every day was to tease cats and dogs. The biggest trouble you had ever gotten into was practicing Qinggong with your friends, which resulted in them breaking several arms and legs.
You want to take action against Chen Zixi, but you don't know how. You don't dare ask Uncle Tian for help because you're afraid Aunt Han will find out and beat you up.
So, after some deep thought, you do two things.
First, find Lao Jin and tell him that you need a special medicine that can put people into a coma.
Of course, Lao Jin didn't agree at first, he just tried to ask you what you were going to use it for. You couldn't let him know your real purpose, so you insisted that you were going to feed the geese and you just wanted revenge.
Lao Jin thought for a while, then his eyes rolled and he agreed to your request. He said he would bring the medicine to you in two days - he said you gave him too much, so of course he had no problem with it.
Second, you disguised yourself a little and tried your best to buy a booklet.
Although the booklet is not thick, it has clear and detailed explanations, a wide variety of methods, and even clear steps. After reading it carefully, you will feel that the money is well spent.
After memorizing the booklet's contents, you began to make a plan: no matter what, you had to take action! Although Chen Zixi was young, handsome, gentle, and talented, and there were definitely many women pursuing him, your advantage was your youth, and he had watched you grow up, so he knew you very well!
——At that time, you didn’t know that Chen Zixi was actually the Qingxi Saint Hand.
Chen Zixi came to Buxianxian quite often. In your memory, when you were three or four years old, he often hugged you and teased you, and said things like "Such a cute little darling, you should be my child bride."
When you were old enough to run and jump, he would come to see you several times a year. He gave you medicine for most of the bumps and bruises you got from playing, and you even wore bottles of bruise and scar removal medicine he gave you all the time.
When you grew up and became a big girl, he still came often. He had a good personality and loved to talk and laugh. You liked being with him and listening to him tell you interesting stories.
He would tell you stories about how he and Uncle Jiang went around looking for senior martial arts masters to fight; he would play the piano for you, playing some songs that sounded lingering and moving; he would also bring you very delicate little gifts, such as earrings, hairpins, handkerchiefs, and even gave you a gold-painted folding fan that was very similar to the one in his hand.
——To be honest, at that time you thought that fans were just tools for scholars to show off.
With a secret in mind, you waited quietly for several days, and then Chen Zixi came to Buxianxian.
Uncle Jiang was away as usual, and Aunt Han was busy entertaining guests, leaving plenty of time for you and Chen Zixi to spend time together. As usual, you chatted and joked with him, drinking tea and playing chess until dusk.
"Brother Zixi, this is something I hid specially for you. It's the tears of a long time ago." You winked at him. "It wasn't easy to hide it from Aunt Han and Uncle Jiang. There's only this one jar."
"Thinking of me like that?" Chen Zixi chuckled, shaking his folding fan. "Let's drink together. Drinking alone is boring."
You went to get two new wine cups, filled them with wine for him, and gently placed them in front of him.
——One cup should be enough. You added a lot of the medicine that Lao Jin gave you, but you have never used it, so you don’t know how effective it is?
You were still thinking in your mind and didn't notice that Chen Zixi frowned slightly while holding the wine glass, brought the glass in front of him and smelled it carefully, and then smiled as if he knew what was going on.
And when you looked up at him, he calmly clinked glasses with you and drank the full glass of wine without leaving a drop.
You feel much more relieved, and then a strong sense of excitement and anticipation surges in your heart.
"Xiaoguai, you are sixteen years old now, do you have a lover?" Chen Zixi suddenly asked you.
Your heart skipped a beat, not daring to look him in the eye. You lowered your eyelids and mumbled, "Ah... well..."
"Oh?" Chen Zixi's tone rose slightly, and he seemed genuinely interested. "I wonder what kind of person he is?"
You were getting more and more nervous, not even thinking about the answer. Finally, you just gave up, looked up at him, and answered bluntly, "Probably—like Brother Zixi."
Chen Zixi didn't seem surprised at all and just looked at you.
His eyes were dark and usually as beautiful as grapes, but at this moment, they looked like grapes that had been washed, wet and with a certain glow.
Then he closed his eyes and lay down on the table.
Your heart starts beating wildly, making a "thump thump" sound, causing your fingers holding the wine glass to tremble a little.
You leaned close to his ear and tentatively whispered to him, "Brother Zixi..."
He didn't respond to you, didn't even move, so the drug must have taken effect.
You looked around a little guiltily, and after making sure that no one was disturbing you, you stood up, helped Chen Zixi up, and walked towards your room.
You quickly realized something was wrong.
Isn't this a knockout drug? Why is Chen Zixi's face so red, and his breathing so rapid and hot? You can even feel his breath on your neck, so hot it almost seems to set you on fire!
...God damn it, I forgot that Lao Jin is a master at scamming people. He didn't bring poison for you, did he? You were really a little scared. After putting Chen Zixi on the bed, you began to check on him.
His forehead was covered in sweat, he was breathing strangely, and his body temperature had risen a lot.
Although you have absolutely no similar experience, you still feel that his condition... is a little...
Confused, you feel his forehead again with your finger. You're not mistaken: it's scorching hot and damp with sweat.
At this moment, Chen Zixi, who had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly grabbed your hand, placed it on his cheek and rubbed it gently, murmuring, "Little cutie..."
You should have been scared, but you were unusually calm at this moment, even taking off your outer robe and throwing it aside, then slowly climbing onto the bed.
As you sat down beside him, Chen Zixi suddenly opened his eyes. In the flickering candlelight, he sat up.
...Is Chen Zixi's physical fitness so good?! You were shocked and instinctively wanted to step back, but he grabbed your lower back.
"It's no good just trying to provoke someone and then backing down." Chen Zixi stared at you. It was late, his hair was soaked, and he still had a smile on his face.
You have a feeling that he already knows what you have done... No, it must be an illusion. After all, he is not awake now, so he is probably talking in his sleep?
You really wanted to sort things out, but you were caught off guard and kissed by Chen Zixi who pounced on you.
What's the point of sorting things out? You immediately forgot everything and kissed him back passionately. The two of you tangled for a while, and suddenly you heard Chen Zixi whisper, "You little girl, how much medicine did you use? It's so strong..."
...No, he knows? He knows why he should drink it? You stop and look at him at a loss, afraid that he will be annoyed by this: "I'm sorry, I... I'm inexperienced, and I was afraid it wouldn't work, so I put more..."
"I don't mind, but I'm worried that your body can't take it..." Chen Zixi whispered in your ear, but his hands didn't stop moving.
You feel like you've done something wrong, so you lie there obediently and let him do what he wants, but you still don't forget to act coquettishly: "Brother Zixi, I really like you very much..." You hope that when he wakes up, he won't be too angry with you.
Chen Zixi looked down at you condescendingly, his eyes still clear in the candlelight but with a hint of forbearance: "I know, otherwise... why do you think I would... drink that glass of wine?"
Catching the hidden meaning in his words, you widened your eyes in disbelief, but sweetness surged in your heart.
Later, you finally understood why Chen Zixi had said, "I'm afraid your body can't handle it." You didn't stop until dawn. If you hadn't practiced martial arts since childhood, you would have fainted long ago.
You deeply regretted it for a long time - if you had known earlier, you wouldn't have added most of the medicine in that packet! Who knew that Brother Zixi looked weak but was in such good health!
Chen Zixi didn't really care about you giving him the drug. He just told you, "That medicine is not good. It has a strong aftereffect. If you really want to use it, I'll prepare it for you."
You: "...Are you sure you want to mix your own medicine?"
After a brief chat, you learned for the first time that Chen Zixi was a disciple of Qingxi, and an outstanding Chinese medicine practitioner among the disciples of Qingxi.
"Jiang Wulang draws his sword and only advances, never retreats. Without me, how do you think he could make such a big fuss in the martial arts world and escape unscathed?" Chen Zixi leaned against the head of the bed, looking at you with amusement.
You lowered your head guiltily: "I know... I won't dare to do it again..." But then you thought, no, it's obvious that he drank it himself. You then became more confident: "But even if you knew what the medicine was, you still drank it. I didn't force you!"
"Yes, yes, yes," Chen Zixi humbly accepted the advice. "I like you too, and I don't want to disappoint you."
With your feelings connected, you become bolder and go straight into his arms: "You like me, why don't you tell me? I have to drug you to know what you are thinking..."
Chen Zixi looked at you with a very complicated look: "I thought you knew. I gave you so many things, many of which were not gifts that ordinary elders would give casually. Did you not pay attention? Which elder bought you a hairpin? You didn't pay attention to what was written on the back of the fan?"
...What's written on the back of the fan? You're a bit confused. You're not good at poetry, so you just admire it as a piece of calligraphy. "Did you write this yourself? What's it about?"
"I won't tell you." Chen Zixi kept it a secret. "What's the point of telling you directly? If you're interested, you can find it and take a look."
You'd never used the fan Chen Zixi had given you, keeping it safely stored in the drawer of your dresser. Curious, you immediately jumped out of bed to find it, then jumped back into bed, nestled beside him, and slowly unfolded the fan.
"May I ask, playing the flute to the purple smoke, how did you learn to dance in your youth?" You read the poem on the fan again, but still didn't understand. "Is there anything strange about this? Isn't this about learning to dance and play the flute?"
Chen Zixi sighed and explained helplessly, "This sentence isn't particularly surprising. What I really want to express is the next sentence. It's meaningless if I just say it out loud. You should look it up yourself."
After all your pranks and tricks, Chen Zixi finally agreed to keep your relationship a secret for now, and then promised you, "I'll come visit you often, and you can contact me anytime. If you miss me, just tell me."
He has always been traveling around and his whereabouts are uncertain, but this time he brought a cage of trained pigeons with him to make it easier for you to find him.
After Chen Zixi left Buxianxian, some time later, you received a collection of poetry from him. The Tang Dynasty was a flourishing era, and the anthology contained many poems. With rare patience, you flipped through the pages, finally finding the next line of the poem.
——If I can become a pair of mandarin ducks, I would rather die than be an immortal.
Not only did he confess his love, he even included the words "I don't envy the immortals" in his words. He was quite thoughtful. You were secretly happy, and even more happy that he, like you, had had feelings for you for a long time.
You and Chen Zixi continue your secret underground love affair. He comes more often than before and never responds to your requests.
More than a year passed like this, and you were eighteen years old.
Before your birthday, Uncle Jiang came back specially and said that he would spend the day with you and everyone else, and he also brought you a gift.
Chen Zixi came too, of course. He brought you fashionable Jiangnan dresses and rouge.
While Aunt Han and Uncle Jiang were preparing the dishes for the birthday banquet, you found a quiet corner to talk with Chen Zixi. He gave you the fan he had used for many years and took the one you had in your hand.
Then you realize that on the back of his fan there is a sentence "The mandarin ducks are so enviable, they come and go in pairs, don't you see?"
Thanks to him, you are already very familiar with this poem, and you immediately understand the little thought behind his changing the fan. At the same time, you can't help but wonder - it seems that Uncle Jiang is not good at poetry, otherwise why haven't you noticed the poem on his fan?
"How's your health lately?" You fanned yourself with one hand while Chen Zixi sat beside you, checking your pulse. He was afraid you'd cause trouble while he and Jiang Wulang were away, so he always checked on you whenever they met.
“I’m fine. I eat a lot and sleep well.” You replied casually as you carefully stroked the embroidery on his fan.
But Chen Zixi didn't say anything for a long time. After a while, he asked you: "Are you feeling uncomfortable? Are you feeling nauseous or weak?"
"No," you thought, not suspecting anything, and thought about it for a moment: "I seemed to have caught a slight cold last week, with sneezing and a runny nose, but it recovered quickly. Maybe I caught a cold from wanting to stay cool, it's not a big deal."
Chen Zixi said with difficulty: "...It's not that small, I think it's quite big."
You looked at him, your head full of questions, and saw a rare hint of nervousness on his face. He looked at you, wanting to say something but stopping himself. After a while, he took a deep breath and said, "...You're pregnant."
You are stunned.
"As for that cold, it's probably because you're pregnant." Chen Zixi thought for a moment, still analyzing the situation seriously. "As far as I know, some pregnant women will show symptoms of a cold."
Seeing that you were in a daze, he squeezed your hand gently: "Do you want it? If you don't want it, I can-"
You came to your senses, and your first reaction was to hug him: "Of course, why not?" You are eighteen years old, not young anymore. Most girls of this age are married, so it is not too early for you.
Chen Zixi stroked your back repeatedly: "But you are still young, and you haven't even started your dream of venturing into the world yet. I don't want to tie you down because of a child and restrict your freedom."
"What's the big deal?" You thought quickly. "You've been traveling a lot, haven't you? When the child is older, I'll travel with you and leave him with Uncle Jiang and Aunt Han."
Chen Zixi: "...Have you made arrangements for them in advance?"
After knowing that you were pregnant, Aunt Han flew into a rage and basically scolded you, Chen Zixi, Uncle Tian, Uncle Jiang, and Uncle Chu who came over indiscriminately.
"How old are you? I thought you'd calmed down and stopped causing trouble, but what happened? You got into big trouble, even causing a loss of life?!"
"Chen Zixi, you're really amazing! Ever since she was little, you've been desperate for peace and didn't teach her to be well. Now that she's grown up, you've asked me to take care of her, and you've taken care of her right up to her bed. And you even hid it from us for over a year? Is there any elder like you?"
"Are you blind? You couldn't tell she was pregnant. What kind of doctor are you? You can even close your living clinic!"
"Jiang Wulang, are you still pretending to be deaf? You don't care about small matters, and you are still dumb about big things? Who is that? Isn't that your good brother? Think about it carefully, who is more important, your brother or your girl!"
"Chu Qingquan, get out of here! I'm annoyed just by seeing you, and you're not a good person!"
You all sat there like quails, getting scolded. No one dared to say a word, and you could only look at each other.
After Aunt Han finished scolding, she took several breaths before turning her head and staring at Uncle Jiang: "Tell me, what should we do about this? You're still silent now, do you really not expect to be a grandfather at forty?"
Uncle Jiang was silent for a moment: "...Chen Zixi, come out with me."
You knew exactly what Uncle Jiang was going to do, so you quickly held Chen Zixi down. "Wait, don't fight me, I'll tell you first! I know I shouldn't hide this from you, but this isn't Brother Zixi's fault. We're in love! And I'm not a child anymore. I'm eighteen, and Uncle Zhou is already looking for a fiancé for Hong Xian. He said he'll get her married when she turns sixteen!"
Several elders looked at you in silence.
Then Chen Zixi stood up and said, "I'm sorry, Jiang Yan, Sister Xiangxun, I didn't do this properly. But I really do love her, and I'm willing to marry her with three matchmakers and six betrothals."
"Marry her?" Aunt Han repeated, looking towards you. "Take her to Jinling?"
Chen Zixi was stunned for a moment, then Aunt Han continued, "Chen Zixi, I don't have a problem with you. I know you're talented in both literature and martial arts, and you come from a well-known and prestigious family in Jinling. We know you inside and out, and aside from being slightly older than her, there's nothing wrong with you."
Hearing "slightly older than her," you noticed Uncle Jiang silently glance at Aunt Han. Knowing he'd been accidentally hurt, you almost couldn't hold back your laughter.
"But your behavior this time is truly infuriating," Aunt Han continued. "You kept it a secret from us, afraid we'd find out and stop you? Are we that unreasonable? She's only eighteen, and you brought her to Jinling, and she got pregnant before marriage. How will this affect her?"
This time, Chen Zixi reacted decisively, saying, "We don't have to go to Jinling. I can stay in Qinghe with her. My parents never interfered with my decision. I can make this decision on my own."
You saw Aunt Han nodded this time: "That's good, I won't say anything more. Jiang Wulang?"
Uncle Jiang nodded and stood up: "Chen Zixi, come out with me."
Aunt Han: "...Is that all you can say?"
Uncle Jiang paused as he was about to leave. He turned around, looked at you, and then looked at Chen Zixi: "Treat her well. If she's not doing well, you know someone will back her up."
After he finished speaking, he added: "Let's go."
You: “…” So this beating is inevitable?
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