This disobedient disciple, what does she want to do?
Chu Xianning’s eyelashes fluttered.
Jiang Huai took off all his clothes, then took out a towel from his storage ring and wiped away the water stains on his body from being rained on. Only then did he change into clean clothes and put them on. He came to Chu Xianning and softly called out, “Master?”
Chu Xianning didn’t open her eyes, as if she was asleep.
“Why do you drink alone in the courtyard every day?” Jiang Huai muttered to himself, came to Chu Xianning’s side, gently tugged at her arm, and lifted her up slightly. Soon, Chu Xianning was held in his arms.
Master is so light.
Chu Xianning’s body was so slender. As soon as she got close, Jiang Huai smelled a faint floral fragrance. He had liked the faint scent on Chu Xianning for many years and never tired of it.
He carried Chu Xianning towards the room. Just as he took a step towards the room, Chu Xianning’s eyes slowly opened, and her voice seemed to carry a hint of complaint, “It’s so cold.”
“Ah… Master is awake.” Jiang Huai looked down at her.
Chu Xianning’s eyes stared at him without blinking, seemingly still a bit hazy, “Why are you so cold?”
“Earlier, I helped Luo Yueguan treat her cold toxin, and the poison spirit on her body got onto me, so I’m a bit cold. It’ll be fine in a couple of days.”
“Why did you help her?”
“She’s Master’s friend, and besides, she’s Qingyu’s mother, and my future mother-in-law, so naturally, I have to treat her well,” Jiang Huai answered softly, continuing to walk forward with Chu Xianning in his arms. “Actually, Sect Master Luo isn’t too bad. She’s quite reasonable and has already given me that Fire Luo Holy Fruit.”
“Did you… mention Dual Cultivation to her?”
“No.” Jiang Huai shook his head. “Not only is she Master’s good friend, but she’s also Qingyu’s mother. How could I mention it to her? It goes against ethics. Doesn’t Master care most about these things?”
Chu Xianning was stunned. She looked up at Jiang Huai in front of her. “You’re angry with me.”
“No.”
“Yes.”
“No.”
“I feel like it.”
“I said no.”
“I said there is, so there is.” The drunken Chu Xianning began to be unreasonable. Jiang Huai was silent for a second or two. “Then Master can just assume I am.”
“What are you angry about?” Chu Xianning’s voice was not angry, but she simply stared at him. Jiang Huai shook his head with a wry smile. “Actually, I’m really not. What reason would I have to be angry with Master?”
“I feel like it.”
“I’m just angry at the greedy Jiang Xiaohu in my heart. I’ve never taken it out on Master at all. Master is forever my most respected Master. How could I be angry with Master?” Jiang Huai said as he gently kicked open Chu Xianning’s room door and walked to the bedside to place Chu Xianning down. Chu Xianning sat on the bed. Her room was pitch dark. She slightly raised her eyes. “Luo Yueguan said you also opened acupoints for her?”
“Treating the cold toxin and opening acupoints go together.”
“Then you must have seen her naked.”
“I had the lights off. What can you see in the dark?”
“She said… that after all the acupoints were opened, it would be beneficial for my old injuries,” Chu Xianning said something inexplicable after hesitating for a long time.
Jiang Huai was stunned.
He pondered for about three to four seconds and then cautiously asked, “Then… shall I open the acupoints for Master as well?”
“Where do we have to touch?”
“Master’s blocked acupoints are located in the lower abdomen, tailbone, inner thighs, sole of the foot, and waist ribs, one in each place.” Jiang Huai had taken Chu Xianning’s pulse a long time ago, so he naturally knew the locations of her blocked acupoints.
Chu Xianning, who was sitting on the bed, suddenly let out a cold laugh. “You remember so clearly?”
“Because I’ve always wanted to fulfill my filial duty to Master, but Master has never given me a chance,” Jiang Huai answered righteously. The room was dark, and Chu Xianning suddenly fell silent.
Master and disciple remained in the ink-like darkness in silence for a long time until Chu Xianning suddenly spoke, “Next time.”
Jiang Huai was startled, then nodded gently. “Okay.”
They were silent again for a while.
In the past, Chu Xianning was always the quiet one, and Jiang Huai would initiate conversations. Now that Jiang Huai didn’t know what to say, they could only remain silent. Jiang Huai felt that this silent atmosphere was very strange. Perhaps it would be better for him to leave earlier.
But just as he was about to say goodbye to Chu Xianning, she suddenly said, “Luo Yueguan is my friend, but if you Dual Cultivate with her, it has nothing to do with me.”
“But I have an engagement with Luo Qingyu, and Luo Yueguan is Qingyu’s mother.”
“Just hide it from Luo Qingyu, won’t that be fine?”
“Master has been upright and honorable your whole life. I didn’t expect you to say something like this for me.” Jiang Huai couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the same time. The next second, Chu Xianning lifted her small leg and kicked him hard on the thigh. “Are you mocking me?”
“No,” Jiang Huai replied pitifully. He then continued, “But hiding it from Luo Qingyu is a sin in itself. You can hide it for a while, but not forever. If I truly hide it from Luo Qingyu and have Dual Cultivated with Luo Yueguan, then every time I see Qingyu in the future, I’ll feel guilty in my heart, and it will probably make me uneasy for a very long time.”
“Then what do you want? To break off the engagement with Luo Qingyu?”
“Master agrees?”
“I can agree, but are you willing?” Chu Xianning looked up at him.
Jiang Huai suddenly froze. He looked directly at Chu Xianning, but in the darkness, he could only vaguely see the silhouette of a goddess, unable to discern her expression.
What was Chu Xianning really thinking? He didn’t know.
But the question was thrown to him, and he suddenly didn’t know how to answer. Cancel the engagement with Luo Qingyu? Then how sad would Luo Qingyu be? Would he have to proactively tell Luo Qingyu that Jiang Huai Gege doesn’t like you anymore, and we shouldn’t get married? Jiang Huai thought about it from Luo Qingyu’s perspective; he couldn’t say such heartless words.
Luo Qingyu was always obedient to him and always thought of him. How could he say such unfeeling words?
“Master is right. I really can’t bring myself to tell Qingyu that I want to break off the engagement.” Jiang Huai suddenly smiled.
He suddenly wasn’t angry anymore.
Thinking about it, it seemed reasonable. Since he and Luo Qingyu would eventually get married anyway, what was wrong with setting the wedding date for the end of the year? Now Chu Xianning had given him the chance to break off the engagement, but it was he himself who was unwilling.
Therefore, he couldn’t blame Chu Xianning.
He suddenly felt at peace.
“Forget it, let’s not talk about this matter for now. Rebuilding the qi sea doesn’t necessarily require Dual Cultivation. I’ll study the medicinal properties more and see if there are other methods.” Jiang Huai’s tone softened considerably. “Can Master call me next time you drink? Why do you always drink alone? I specially brought two pots of Forget Worry from Qingxuan Sect to share with Master.”
Chu Xianning turned her face away and suddenly lifted her small leg to kick him.
“Why are you kicking me?”
“I want to.”
Chu Xianning slept in the courtyard for the entire afternoon. After waking up, Luo Yueguan had already left. She didn’t wait for the disobedient disciple’s apology, nor did she get the dinner she wanted to eat. She sat alone in the pavilion counting 467 fallen flowers, played eighteen rounds of chess by herself, and lit up all the Firefly Stones on the entire mountain. The disobedient disciple who returned only carried the scent of perfume.
“Then can Master kick me two more times?”
As the saying goes, alcohol emboldens a person. Jiang Huai looked at Chu Xianning with anticipation. Chu Xianning turned her head, and the next second her fair, tender toes lightly tapped his lower abdomen. Jiang Huai thought his Master was reluctant to use force out of pity for him, but the next second, Chu Xianning channeled her spiritual Qi, and Jiang Huai was sent flying directly into the wall. If she had used a little more force, Jiang Huai would have probably coughed up blood.
“Have I not disciplined you for too long?” Chu Xianning got off the bed, her fair, tender lotus feet stepping onto the ground one by one. Before Jiang Huai could even get up, Chu Xianning’s fair, tender little feet had already stepped onto his chest. Her eyes looked down at him from above.
It’s over. The scene from the dream has really come true.
Outside the window, only faint starlight fell on Chu Xianning’s white dress. Jiang Huai lowered his head, looking at the fair, tender feet stepping on his chest. The exposed section of her snow-white and tender ankle was like a tender lotus root. His voice trembled slightly, “I was wrong.”
“You know you’re wrong now?” Chu Xianning let out a cold laugh. “What did you do wrong?”
“I shouldn’t have been disrespectful to Master.”
“Just that?” Chu Xianning’s eyes were cold and eerie.
“I’m wrong… I’m wrong for being sulky with Master…”
“Didn’t you say you weren’t angry?” Chu Xianning’s toes pressed against Jiang Huai’s chin, slightly lifting his face. “Hmm?”
“I was wrong.”
It’s over!
So white, so soft, so cool, so fragrant. Why do I suddenly want to lower my head and lick it?
It’s over, it’s over, it’s over, it’s over!
Jiang Huai’s forehead was covered in sweat. Because his chin was being propped up by Chu Xianning’s fair, tender feet, he couldn’t lower his head. He could only be forced to look up at Chu Xianning’s cold, aloof eyes. Master and disciple stared at each other in the darkness for several breaths.
In the past, whenever he made a mistake, as long as he sincerely admitted it, Chu Xianning would forgive him.
This time was no different.
Chu Xianning’s fair, tender feet finally retracted. She said coldly, “I’ll let you off this time.”
“Master is still the best. How about we have steamed Snow Spirit Fish tomorrow?” Jiang Huai didn’t get up immediately, perhaps because he was drunk and his body was a bit weak.
“Deal with your cold toxin first.” Chu Xianning walked towards the bed, turning away and no longer looking at Jiang Huai. Jiang Huai watched Chu Xianning climb onto the bed and wrap herself tightly in the quilt, but his mind was still on the scene of Chu Xianning stepping on his chest just now.
Hmm, if only the lights were on, then I could secretly peek at Master’s fair and tender thighs under her skirt.
No, that’s depraved, Jiang Xiaohu! You got the benefit and are still complaining!
“The cold toxin is a minor issue. It doesn’t have a major impact. I can make some medicinal materials and boil a soup to cure seventy percent of it,” Jiang Huai said as he stood up and patted the dust off his body.
“Master, you should sleep early?”
“Where did you go tonight?”
They spoke almost simultaneously. Jiang Huai hesitated, suddenly feeling inexplicably guilty. He scratched his head. “I… I went to Junior Sister Wen Wanwan’s courtyard.”
“A body full of perfume,” Chu Xianning’s voice was ice-cold.
But this time, Jiang Huai didn’t defend himself, as he had no reason to. He hadn’t just hugged Wen Wanwan; he had also kissed her lips and gotten her hands all over him.
“You’re getting married at the end of the year, so stop messing around.” Chu Xianning reminded him coldly.
Jiang Huai was silent for a moment and then muttered very, very softly, “It should be fine if Qingyu agrees.”
Chu Xianning slowly sat up on the bed. Jiang Huai had a strange intuition that her gaze was as if she would draw her sword and strike him down at any moment. His legs suddenly went weak. “Master, get some good sleep. My cold toxin is acting up, so I’m going to get some medicine to regulate it.”
With that, he fled Chu Xianning’s room as if escaping for his life.
