Seeing Jiang Ning’s fierce glare, as if she wanted to pounce on Fang Moye and explode in the next second, Jiang Huai quickly hugged her slender waist and coaxed her gently, “Don’t rush, don’t rush.”
“What do you mean he’s your man? You shameless wretch, you only ever parade around the courtyard without underwear, pretending to be a dignified and cold slut!”
“We have consummated our marriage.” Fang Moye reached out and stroked Jiang Huai’s head again, then curled her lips and looked at Jiang Ning, who was gritting her teeth, “So why isn’t he my man?”
“Spit! Your disciple is also his Master, you morally corrupt slut!”
“My disciple is both his Master and his Dao Companion, so how can I not be? And you? If I recall correctly, in your previous life, he was your older brother?”
“He wasn’t a biological brother!” Jiang Ning became increasingly furious the more she thought about it, her gaze then fell on Jiang Huai, and in the next instant, her eyes seemed to be filled with a watery haze, “She’s bullying me.”
“How is she bullying you?”
“You’re mine, not hers.” Jiang Ning’s eyes welled up with tears. Jiang Huai pondered for a moment, nodded, and then replied, “You are both my wings.”
“Ew… Brother, you’ve really become shameless.”
“What can I say? Am I good because you’ve trained me?” Jiang Huai sighed, suddenly finding it hard to hold back a laugh.
Looking back now, he felt a strange sense of humor. He really wasn’t like this before. He used to be a recluse who would hide in his small room with his phone every day outside of work, avoiding social interaction. Although he had a beautiful sister constantly chattering in his ear, he sometimes just found it a bother, completely unaware that anything more could happen between them.
Perhaps it was because they had grown up together, knowing each other too well.
Jiang Ning argued that even if those system missions were just pre-planned pranks, he still had the right to refuse them. Besides, delaying them wouldn’t incur any punishment. But this was clearly her greatest scheming. Doing them brought rewards, and not doing them brought no punishment, which instead made him gradually curious, and then it spiraled out of control.
Now, his thick skin was like a city wall, and he could never go back to being the pure and kind Little Huai from before.
He knew it wasn’t Jiang Ning’s intention for him to become like this. Perhaps she thought about how he used to love reading novels and comics in bed, filled with all sorts of strange dark fantasies. Then, one day, these fantasies became reality. She wove the entire world into a giant playground, and he played the protagonist in that playground.
“You’ve become bad, Jiang Huai!”
Jiang Ning rarely called Jiang Huai by his name. At this moment, with her pouting lips and wronged expression, she looked especially cute. Jiang Huai lowered his head slightly, pressing his forehead against hers, “That has nothing to do with you either.”
“Then you should bully your cutest and most cherished sister in the world even more.”
“No.” Jiang Huai shook his head and refused again.
Jiang Ning was not annoyed, she just snorted and suddenly smiled again, “Hmph hmph hmph, you can’t escape anyway. You can’t hide this time. No matter where you hide, I will find you until you personally tell me you love me.”
Jiang Huai rubbed her head, “Why has it turned into a yandere sister script again?”
“Ew, didn’t you like this setting before?”
“No, I liked yandere older sisters.”
“Then from now on, we’ll each call each other what we want. I’ll call you brother, and you call me sister, right? I’m older than you now anyway.”
“Absolutely not.” Jiang Huai picked her up, then seemed to remember something, “Go to your room and put on your underwear.”
She was only wearing a sling white dress. Although the hem wasn’t particularly thin, it was slightly transparent in the sunlight, outlining her figure. Jiang Huai hadn’t noticed it before, but when she leaned against him just now, he vaguely felt something was not right. Jiang Ning tilted her head but didn’t argue, skipping back to her room.
In the courtyard, Fang Moye stood beside Jiang Huai, her eyes still filled with an inexplicable confusion.
Ning Yuzhu, however, quickly adapted to her Master’s presence, sitting quietly with a gentle smile, watching everything that had just happened. Jiang Zhi was still observing from the side, looking for Jiang Ning’s flaws so she could prank her severely later.
“She wasn’t like this before,” Fang Moye suddenly said.
“Then what was she like before?” Jiang Huai looked up at her.
“She certainly wasn’t this childish, nor did she act spoiled, throw tantrums, get angry, or joke around. After a moment of hesitation, Fang Moye added, “So this is her true nature.”
“She’s very cute. She doesn’t have any bad intentions, she just likes to tease people. Don’t be angry.” Jiang Huai’s voice softened a bit. He hadn’t been able to interject when Jiang Ning and Fang Moye were bickering earlier, but now that Jiang Ning was gone, he naturally had to put in a good word for her.
“I’m not angry,” Fang Moye shook her head and then replied, “I didn’t lose.”
“…” Jiang Huai was speechless for a moment. After a brief pause, he thought of something and looked up at Fang Moye, “Ancestral Master… What did you mean earlier when you said I was your man?”
“Literal meaning.” Fang Moye’s eyes flickered for a moment before turning cold again.
“So, the literal meaning was only when you were in the Upper Realm, or does it still hold true after returning to the Lower Realm?”
Fang Moye turned her face away, “You are not allowed to ask.”
“But I want to ask.” Jiang Huai didn’t give her a chance to escape, and said softly, “Or does Ancestral Master want to wait and see what Ningning thinks?”
Fang Moye remained silent, appearing to either agree or evade.
“Ancestral Master is Ancestral Master, and Ningning is Ningning. If Ancestral Master is going to distance herself from me because Ningning dislikes it, then it means I don’t hold much weight in Ancestral Master’s heart.” Jiang Huai looked into her eyes, not letting her look away. “Since neither of us is important, then I don’t want to be Ancestral Master’s man.”
“What if Ningning doesn’t agree? Can you force her?”
“That shows you don’t understand Ningning.” Jiang Huai didn’t sound smug at all. Instead, his tone softened considerably. “I’ll have a good talk with Ningning.”
“You’re so sure you can convince her?”
“That’s why I say you don’t understand Ningning…”
If Chu Xianning truly cared, she would have told him her dissatisfaction long ago when Jiang Huai was involved with Luo Yueguan and Luo Qingyu. In the past, Jiang Huai always felt a sense of unease, wondering why Chu Xianning never seemed to mind how many Dao Companions he took. Whether it was Wanwan, Fufu at the time, or later Ji Qingxuan, Xu Qing, and Mu Yao, she never frowned, nor did she actively get closer to them. She always sat quietly, as if neither close nor distant from anyone.
It was only later that Jiang Huai gradually understood. Chu Xianning felt that her relationship with Jiang Huai was their business, and his relationships with others were their business. She never wanted to interfere with his thoughts or force him to do anything, because it was meaningless.
But precisely because of this, Jiang Huai should have been more mindful. Yet, Jiang Huai always thought this but failed to act on it. Thus, the small sense of guilt in his heart made him particularly obedient to Chu Xianning. He never argued with anything Chu Xianning said, but Chu Xianning rarely spoke anyway.
Fang Moye suddenly turned her face away again, “I never said I wanted to be your Dao Companion.”
“I never said I wanted to marry Ancestral Master either,” Jiang Huai replied immediately, showing no sign of disappointment. Fortunately, Fang Moye was not annoyed when she saw his lack of disappointment; she was just relieved.
But in the next second, Jiang Huai grabbed her soft, boneless hand. “Just a bed partner, right?”
The word made Fang Moye instinctively feel ashamed, yet she had to nod in agreement. “Yes.”
“Then in the future, can I not call you Ancestral Master at night? Can I change your title?”
“What do you want to call me?”
“What do you think of ‘Ye Ye’?”
“Not very good.”
“Then I’ll just have to call you Mother.”
Fang Moye took a deep breath. Just the thought sent shivers down her spine. She couldn’t help but reach out and pat his head. However, after a moment, Jiang Huai scratched her palm and said, “Then… in a few days, do you want to come to my room, and we can explore some interesting things with Senior Disciple Sister Yuzhu together?”
Fang Moye’s eyes gradually turned cold. “You really want us two to serve you together, you shameless wretch.”
“No… it’s just that the system has such a mission to complete… There are still some Divine Emperor Pearl Shards that haven’t been obtained. Ancestral Master is already a Divine Emperor, but Senior Disciple Sister Yuzhu is only at the sixth level of Divine King.”
This was a reason Fang Moye could not refuse. After a few seconds of silence, she turned her face away. “I understand.”
“What lewd and wicked things are you two secretly discussing while I’m away?”
The door to the room opened, and Jiang Ning’s voice rang out in the ears of the four. Jiang Huai turned his head and saw that she had changed into a knee-length Maid dress. Her Snow-white calf beneath the skirt was smooth and slender. She was also wearing white silk gloves, exuding a pure and cute aura while also carrying a hint of an inexplicable seductive charm. The small heels beneath her ankles made her posture even more slender. She blinked at Jiang Huai and then said, “Hmph hmph, from now on, every night you do something bad, I’ll be watching.”
“So?”
“I’m very curious if, under my supervision, you can still be as shamelessly, dissolute, and debauched as when I’m not here.” Jiang Ning walked over and sat on a chair, her legs languidly crossed beneath her skirt. Jiang Huai cast a deep look at her. “As if you weren’t already peeping at my life when I’m not around, you pervert.”
“Because I’m really lonely.” Jiang Ning began to use her usual tactic of acting spoiled, beckoning to him with her finger. “Come here, I want to pinch your little feet too.”
“No.”
“Then I’ll just have to freeze you and start the first step of desensitization training. What do you think the first step should be? Gentle foot punishment from a white silk maid sister? Or the inch-stopping hell of a scheming white silk maid sister?”
“Are you threatening me?”
In the next moment, Jiang Ning blinked at him with a wronged and innocent gaze. “I want to pinch too… They want it all, but I can only hide in a corner and watch secretly every time, envying them to death. If you don’t let me pinch, I’ll make a fuss. I’ll crawl into your bed every night and not let you sleep with other women, humph.”
Jiang Huai eventually brought a chair and sat opposite her. He watched as she obediently raised her Snow-white calf, took off her Mary Jane heels, and gently pressed her foot into his palm.
“It tickles so much.” Jiang Ning turned her face away, a faint blush appearing on her fair and tender face.
She was always high in offense and weak in defense.
