Fang Moye was startled by Jiang Huai’s question and suddenly realized she had lost her composure. She couldn’t explain why she had become like this. Fortunately, just as she was about to apologize, Jiang Huai preempted her, saying softly, “I know Ancestral Master is feeling troubled.”
“How do you know?” Fang Moye’s eyelashes fluttered slightly.
“Ancestral Master’s personality is somewhat similar to Xianning’s. She is proud and strong at heart. Now, as the Domain Lord of the Corrupted Domain, Ancestral Master has to rely on Senior Disciple Sister Yuzhu and me to do those shameless things to save the Domain from danger. Naturally, she feels self-reproach and frustration, feeling indebted to Senior Disciple Sister Yuzhu.” Jiang Huai’s words were not entirely unreasonable.
A part of Fang Moye’s thoughts were indeed along these lines. If she had personally stepped forward, even if Jiang Huai had taken advantage of her, even if she had ultimately surrendered her chastity, she would have been willing. She would not have blamed Jiang Huai or the Divine Emperor. This was her own chosen path, and the sacrifice was her own. It was even because of this that she had previously told Jiang Huai to directly tell her when he had desires, as she didn’t want him to suffer inwardly with guilt, preferring to bear that responsibility herself.
She never made others pay for her own shortcomings, a trait she shared especially with Chu Xianning. When the Demon Sect descended upon the city, Chu Xianning had thought of seeking help from the so-called righteous cultivators. However, after merely stating her need and receiving no assistance, she went to the city alone. Only her long-time, sole friend, Luo Yueguan, quietly stayed by her side to protect her.
Jiang Huai’s words surprised Fang Moye slightly. They hadn’t known each other for long, yet he had accurately Fathomed her thoughts. She suddenly became curious. Did he also guess her hidden thoughts, or did he not?
“But please rest assured, Ancestral Master. Between Senior Disciple Sister Yuzhu and me, there is absolutely no coercion, as Ancestral Master might imagine. It is all voluntary on both our parts. Ancestral Master need not blame herself for this.” Despite his words, Fang Moye still turned her face away, her eyes still holding a hint of worry.
She suddenly turned back and looked at Jiang Huai, “Then you can’t trigger any more missions from me?”
“There are no missions triggered at the moment…”
Fang Moye took a deep breath and gazed into his eyes, “Find a way.”
“How can I find a way…” Jiang Huai looked troubled, finding the situation both funny and exasperating.
“Find one,” Fang Moye’s tone rose slightly.
Jiang Huai scratched his head and thought seriously for a moment. He did come up with an idea, “I have a crooked idea that might work.”
“Speak,”
“Ancestral Master, scold me.” Jiang Huai replied innocently.
Fang Moye was taken aback. But after a moment’s thought, she understood Jiang Huai’s intention. If she could provoke him with her words, perhaps he would issue a mission. However, she wondered if such obvious cheating would really work. Regardless of whether it was feasible, it was worth a try.
In an instant, Fang Moye blurted out without thinking, “You cheap dog.”
Jiang Huai’s eye twitched slightly. He replied, “Ancestral Master, you can scold me harder… This is barely a tickle…”
This left Fang Moye speechless. She was never good with words, neither in the past nor present. If someone argued with her and she believed herself to be in the right, she would simply draw her sword. She didn’t need to resort to vulgar insults to vent her anger. She was truly not skilled at scolding. After a long silence, she thought of something and slowly said, “You philandering bastard who is promiscuous and heartless.”
“Your tone sounds like you’re acting spoiled,” Jiang Huai commented.
Fang Moye felt a surge of shyness and annoyance. Perhaps it was precisely because she had been provoked that her tone became a little harsher, “On the surface, you appear to be a gentleman, but deep down, you are despicable and vulgar, constantly thinking of unspeakable things. You take advantage of everything and everyone, yet you distance yourself, pretending to be pure and unstained, while in your heart, you must be laughing uncontrollably.”
“You constantly talk about punishing the Divine Emperor, but do you truly not feel a sense of secret delight? You must be thinking about how your good sister has arranged so many beautiful fairies for you, and she herself is the most beautiful woman in all three realms. You probably drool in your sleep every night!”
“When we met before, you acted so respectfully, like a proper human. But the moment I tempted you even slightly, your true nature was exposed. You embraced my waist so naturally. If the situation hadn’t forced me to yield to you, I would have long ago wanted to chop off those vile hands of yours.”
“But calling you despicable and shameless is even elevating you. You’re still a cheap dog who can’t move when he sees a woman’s slender feet, hmph… Before I even stepped on you, just asking you, you moaned so much… Afterwards, when I asked how you liked me to serve you, you probably deliberately answered ‘my fingers’ because you wanted me to step on you properly. You dog, do you really think I didn’t notice?”
“No, I just felt…”
“Are you afraid that after I step on you a few more times, you’ll drool the next time you see my slender feet? Cheap dog! If you were truly so unwilling, why did you look so pleased when you grabbed my ankle and bullied me? Your eyes were practically on fire, did you really like it that much? Perhaps if I kicked you twice, you would only laugh and drool?”
Jiang Huai was a little annoyed. For some reason, he had the strange feeling that even though this was supposed to be acting, Fang Moye was pouring out her true feelings. Yet, he had asked for it himself, so he deserved it. At this moment, he couldn’t retort. Suddenly, a “ding” sounded in his ear.
“Stop, stop, stop! It’s triggered, it’s triggered!”
Before Jiang Huai could examine it closely, he spoke. Fang Moye crossed her arms and snorted coldly. Then, a hint of grievance slowly appeared in her eyes. She said faintly, “I’m guessing it’s to spank my buttocks again, right?”
Jiang Huai’s eye twitched slightly. “No.”
“Then I have to serve you verbally?” This was the most humiliating method Fang Moye could think of.
“No,”
“Then what is it?” Fang Moye snorted coldly, but her body trembled slightly. She had a feeling this mission would involve something extremely humiliating. But the next moment, Jiang Huai muttered in a strange tone, “It’s that Ancestral Master has to punish my feet while verbally humiliating me…”
Fang Moye immediately lifted her white and tender little feet and instinctively poked his chest. At this moment, she was truly annoyed, looking at him with dissatisfaction, “Are you really a cheap dog?!”
Jiang Huai looked helpless and spread his hands, “Then, shall we not do this mission? It’s only three Divine Emperor Pearl Shards anyway…” But Fang Moye had already lifted her leg, her white and tender little feet’s toes gripping the tie of his trousers. She said coldly, “Why not?”
…
When Fang Moye snapped back to reality, she realized Ning Yuzhu was already standing under the courtyard tree. Her breathing was slightly rapid. During the foot punishment of Little Huai, she had poured out all the words in her heart. Yet, the more she cursed Jiang Huai, the more ashamed she felt, her cheeks turning redder. Moreover, the soles of her feet were burning hot. The more she thought about it, the more embarrassed and annoyed she became. Fortunately, the mission was finally completed. Her calf retracted as if struck by electricity. But upon seeing Ning Yuzhu standing expressionlessly under the tree, she wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground.
Jiang Huai followed her gaze and saw Ning Yuzhu. His eyes widened, “Senior Disciple Sister, wait! It’s not what you think.”
But Ning Yuzhu merely glanced at him with disdain, “Your fetishes are increasingly broadening my horizons.”
“No, that’s not it, it’s not… I…”
“Is the mission completed?”
“Yes,” Jiang Huai, unsure how to explain, replied dejectedly. Ning Yuzhu had already approached him, took his hand, and said calmly, “Let’s go, we’re going to the bathhouse to bathe.”
She led Jiang Huai to the bath, asking him to obediently soak in the hot spring pool. She then went to the side and gently washed his body. She was only wearing a moon white undergarment that wrapped around her. Her fingertips flowed like gentle water. Jiang Huai’s head felt fuzzy, and his cheeks were slightly flushed. He suddenly realized that at this moment, he didn’t feel much lust towards Ning Yuzhu, whose clothes were soaked. He wasn’t sure if it was due to a “sage mode” or because Ning Yuzhu’s current actions were too gentle, her emanating sacred radiance making him feel that any evil thoughts would be blasphemy.
“Senior Disciple Sister cares about all living beings in the world, yet she is still extremely proud. You shouldn’t bully her like this,” Ning Yuzhu’s fingertips gently stroked his back as she spoke softly.
“No, I didn’t bully her. Senior Disciple Sister thinks I’m bullying you, and doing these missions with you makes her feel guilty, so she wanted to step in herself to solve her own problems…”
“Senior Disciple Sister truly dislikes relying on others and owing favors, but I will explain things to Senior Disciple Sister later,” Ning Yuzhu whispered softly by his ear. Her voice was tender and lingering, as pleasant as wind chimes on a clear day, “I will satisfy all your desires, so please don’t always try to bully her, okay?”
However, upon hearing this, Jiang Huai fell silent for a moment. He turned to Ning Yuzhu and asked, “Does Senior Disciple Sister truly not mind being bullied by me, or is it just because of the Divine Emperor’s previous command that you let me do as I please?”
“I am Master’s disciple, so I naturally obey her every command.”
Instantly, Jiang Huai’s body tensed. He moved to the corner of the bath and sat down, no longer close to Ning Yuzhu. His expression was extremely dejected. Ning Yuzhu stood in the bath, quietly gazing at his face. After a while, she chuckled softly.
The bright moonlight fell on her face. She moved closer to Jiang Huai, who instinctively tried to pull away. Despite his current disappointment, he said firmly, “If that’s the case, I’d rather Senior Disciple Sister not obey the Divine Emperor’s command. Since you don’t want me to bully you, then stay away from me. Don’t wrong yourself.”
But Ning Yuzhu just smiled. She leaned down slightly, reached out, and gently cupped his face, turning his gaze towards hers.
“Hundreds of years ago, Master ordered me to marry you.”
“Later, Master changed her mind. She told me she hoped I would take better care of you, but that I didn’t need to deliberately please you. I just needed to do what I wanted in front of you.”
“This is Master’s command, and I agreed to it.”
“I like being by your side in this manner. I like seeing you act sometimes shamelessly and sometimes pretend; it makes me feel amused. No one has ever stirred my emotions like this before. You are the only one.”
“Master let me choose, and what you see now is my own choice. Why are you so disheartened?” Ning Yuzhu’s eyes gazed tenderly at his face. After a moment, she smiled even more freely, “Don’t tell me you think that what you’ve done was bullying me? Hmm, Senior Disciple Sister feels that someone begging for mercy at my feet was more like being bullied by me?”
Jiang Huai’s disappointment suddenly vanished. He said softly, “Senior Disciple Sister, you didn’t explain it clearly just now.”
“I wanted to tease you,” Ning Yuzhu pinched his face. But immediately, Jiang Huai embraced her slender waist, pulling her onto his lap. Jiang Huai looked at her flawless face, “Teasing me has its price!”
“Alright, alright,” Ning Yuzhu just smiled. She slowly leaned closer and lightly touched her delicate pink lips to Jiang Huai’s lips. “Consider it compensation.”
“What a perfunctory compensation!”
“You scoundrel are always pushing your luck,” Ning Yuzhu’s forehead touched Jiang Huai’s. Suddenly, she thought of something. She slowly leaned towards Jiang Huai’s side and gently licked his ear.
Jiang Huai seemed petrified, unable to move. Just as he wanted to struggle, Ning Yuzhu embraced his shoulders, leaning close to his ear and whispering cozily, “Be good, don’t move around.”
