The moonlit night was quiet.
A gust of cold wind blew, making Jiang Huai more awake. He turned to look at Fang Moye in front of him. At this moment, Fang Moye’s face seemed to show some surprise, but it flashed and disappeared, and she was back to her gentle smile. She slightly raised her chin, “You were the one who seduced me first.”
“I know,” Jiang Huai replied immediately. “I am guilty.”
“Does confessing your guilt help?”
“Ancestral Master, you know me. I’ve always been a gentleman. If it’s for the sake of all living beings, it’s understandable for us to do something, but if it has nothing to do with all living beings, then it’s a bit against the laws and customs.”
“But you lied to me with a baseless mission first.”
“Yes, but I know when I’m wrong and can correct it. It’s better than anything. Ancestral Master should give me a chance.”
Fang Moye immediately burst into laughter, shaking with mirth as if amused by Jiang Huai’s ability to speak seriously while lying. She gazed at Jiang Huai with a smile and quickly thought, “Then answer me one question. After you answer, I’ll let you go and won’t pursue your responsibility.”
“Ancestral Master, please speak.”
“The previous few times, did you prefer me to use my hands or my feet?”
“Of course, it’s your Ancestral Master’s delicate jade fingers.”
Fang Moye’s lips curved into a slight smile. “Understood.”
Then, for the remaining three times, she would have to punish him with her feet.
“…”
The two people did not leave immediately.
Because Fang Moye was really drunk, she was now resting her head on Jiang Huai’s lap, staring blankly at the stars in the sky. She lay on the grass, and the bright starlight fell on her cheeks. Jiang Huai didn’t understand the constellations of this world, so his usual way of coaxing girls couldn’t be used. At this moment, even his hands didn’t know where to put themselves, so he just let her rest her head. She asked softly, “What do you think is on the stars?”
“Perhaps another world.”
“What is in another world?”
“Perhaps there are people who never know why they are alive.”
“Then why are you alive?”
“To live for my desires.”
“You should know that once desires are satisfied, you will become weary again.”
“Yes, but my desires will turn into love.”
“Love?”
“It’s what conquered my desires, and also conquered my desire to explore the meaning of cultivation. So I no longer care what cultivation is for, as long as there is love.”
“Then what is love?”
Jiang Huai reached out and gently poked her face. “Perhaps it’s everything.”
“Everything?”
“Everything.”
Jiang Huai then poked her chest.
It was so soft and bouncy. Even through the purple and gold laced bellyband, the touch was still so.
Fang Moye was not shy and annoyed, but only looked at him with a hint of disdain. “What are you doing?”
“The desire for beautiful things is also a form of love.”
“Is that your reason for poking my chest?”
“Yes.”
“What do you think if I punish you wearing high heels?”
“Don’t force me to kneel and beg you not to do this.” Jiang Huai’s eyes twitched slightly. This kind of play was too advanced for him; he couldn’t accept it.
Fang Moye’s lips curved. “I’ll forgive you next time if you rub them for me.”
Jiang Huai’s body trembled slightly. “A mission has been triggered.”
“Does this mean this is exactly what you are thinking in your heart right now?”
“No, the mission is to kiss your pointy bits until your eyes are moist.”
“I’m looking forward to it.”
“You look forward to it slowly. We’ll talk about it another day.”
“…”
It wasn’t until the full moon hung high in the sky that Jiang Huai finally carried the drunk Fang Moye back to the courtyard.
It seemed that Fang Moye’s alcohol tolerance was not high, or perhaps it was not the wine that made her drunk but that she got drunk on her own. Jiang Huai preferred the former, so he wouldn’t have to think too much. After all, every time he had to overturn his so-called moral concepts and break free from so-called restraints, he needed to quietly torment himself in his heart for a long time, which was too much.
He placed the bleary-eyed Fang Moye on the bed and carefully covered her with the quilt. Only then did he leave the room with peace of mind. However, after hesitating for a moment, he did not return to his room immediately. Instead, he sat in the pavilion, looking up at the bright moon in the sky.
The moonlight seemed slightly warm, but the wind that blew onto him was extremely cold.
He was not in a hurry to return to his room to rest because he wanted to feel the cold wind. Perhaps after blowing some cold wind, his head would become clearer. He knew his self-control too well. Although he could attribute everything to the current situation and the fact that these ambiguous and seductive missions had to be carried out, or to Fang Moye’s naturally seductive bone structure, in the final analysis, the biggest reason was that his heart had moved.
Perhaps blowing a bit more of the evening breeze would help.
Thinking this, Jiang Huai shivered in the courtyard until his head, both Da Huai and Xiao Huai, completely cooled down before he finally returned to his room, wrapped himself in the warm quilt, and quickly fell into a deep sleep.
“…”
The next day, early morning.
Jiang Huai, of course, did not wake up early. After being frozen for an hour last night, the warm quilt was naturally the most comfortable place. So, he, who was rarely one to linger in bed, did not get up until Fang Moye, standing outside the door, gently knocked and said she had cooked noodles and to get up quickly.
Jiang Huai said he would sleep a little longer, so Fang Moye didn’t knock again.
Another half an hour passed, and Fang Moye knocked again.
“Sleep a little longer.”
Another half an hour passed, and Fang Moye knocked again. Jiang Huai’s answer was still the same, but this time Fang Moye directly pushed the door open and entered. Today, she was wearing a black qixiong ruqun, which added a touch of elegance and nobility, but it still couldn’t hide the coldness in her eyes. She looked at Jiang Huai, who was still tightly wrapped in his quilt, and came to the bedside. “You’re so old, how can you still linger in bed like this?”
Jiang Huai had no choice but to lift the quilt and sit up a little.
He was about to put on his outer garment, but he noticed that the room was a bit quiet. It turned out that Fang Moye’s gaze had been attracted elsewhere. He tilted his head, and Fang Moye tilted her head too.
There were still three Divine Emperor Pearl Shards to retrieve. Jiang Huai knew that he could not escape the present problem forever, so he hesitated for a moment, then raised his eyebrows. “Do you want to get them now?”
Fang Moye nodded gently. “Yes.”
She moved a chair and sat by the bed. She lifted her fair and slender calf from under her skirt, and her white and tender lotus feet first stepped on his lower abdomen. Her slender jade feet were porcelain white and smooth, crystal white and unstained by dust, and they even exuded a sense of sanctity. However, the feeling she gave off was indescribably charming. At this moment, her seductive eyes were like silk threads, and she looked at him like this. It was tender, but not entirely.
At least she wasn’t disgusted.
Senior Disciple Sister Y’s eyes always carried a hint of disdain and curiosity, but the underlying tone was extremely gentle. Jiang Huai didn’t know where he got a porcelain bottle from and threw it into Fang Moye’s arms. Fang Moye tilted her head. “What is it?”
“Flower dew.”
Although her white and tender feet were porcelain white and smooth, and it didn’t hurt, perhaps because the flower dew was very astringent, or for some other reason, Fang Moye threw the porcelain bottle back to Jiang Huai. “To complete the mission, do you want to enjoy yourself more?”
Jiang Huai knew that he seemed to have no reason, so he did not speak. Until Fang Moye crossed her arms and leaned back lazily in her chair, her voice was gentle. “You apply it.”
“…”
Jiang Huai gave up again.
He felt that Fang Moye was right, so he did not apply it. Fortunately, her skin was as smooth as milk cake. Fortunately, he had the powerful physique of a cultivator. He could still get up normally after being forcibly squeezed three times by his feet upon waking up in the morning. Fang Moye went to the bathhouse to wash her feet, while Jiang Huai sat in the pavilion eating noodles.
The noodles were freshly cooked by her. Jiang Huai silently ate the noodles, then lay down on the bamboo chair. It was not as cold today as it was before. The sunlight was warm and gentle.
A breeze blew in the courtyard. Yesterday, it was clearly continuous silk rain threads, but today it was full of spring scenery. The sunlight shone on him, warm and comfortable. Jiang Huai was half asleep and drowsy. However, in the afternoon, he felt a bit bored, so he suddenly sat up and moved the bamboo chair to face Fang Moye.
At this moment, Fang Moye was lying on the bamboo chair, basking in the sun lazily and leisurely like him. Unlike him, perhaps because she had lived for two thousand years, she didn’t find it boring to just lie there, but Jiang Huai did.
Before she could speak, Jiang Huai grabbed the jade foot under her skirt.
“What are you doing?” Fang Moye’s voice was lazy.
“I suddenly want to paint your Ancestral Master’s toenails.”
Jiang Huai took out the light purple nail polish. He had painted Chu Xianning’s toenails before. Chu Xianning liked lotus root pink the most, but Jiang Huai did not choose it for Fang Moye. He just silently held a small brush and began to paint with great care.
Her delicate jade feet were held in his palm like this. Fang Moye did not struggle, but she felt a little itchy. She looked intently at Jiang Huai in front of her. The light shone on his cheeks through the scattered leaves. She suddenly felt that Jiang Huai in front of her was too much.
She couldn’t quite say which part was too much, perhaps because he was too good-looking, or perhaps because his sudden action was too much, or perhaps because the Divine Emperor’s arrangement was too much. In short, it was all too much.
Jiang Huai painted very slowly, as if he was enjoying the process, as if he was creating a painting. After a while, he finally finished painting. He held her slender Ankle to his lips and gently blew on it. After the nail polish dried, he looked at the changed Ancestral Master’s delicate feet in his sight, and a sense of accomplishment suddenly surged in his heart.
“I won’t allow you to lick them,” Fang Moye suddenly said.
Her voice was not playful, but seemed to carry some disdain and authority. Yet, Jiang Huai blinked innocently at her. “Although Ancestral Master said so, no mission was triggered.”
“How could that be??”
“It’s probably because in my heart, I feel this is too embarrassing.” Jiang Huai smiled innocently, then blinked at her. “But another mission was triggered.”
“Tell me,” Fang Moye said, unable to tell whether it was shyness and annoyance or anticipation.
“Ancestral Master, do you have a method to restrain yourself?”
“First, lower your cultivation level, then use the Immortal Binding Rope.”
“Is that so?” Jiang Huai didn’t know where he got a feather from and looked up at Fang Moye. “Then please, Ancestral Master, bind yourself.”
“What is the mission?”
“To tickle Ancestral Master until you cry. The more you cry, the more rewards you get. You can get up to five shards.”
