Fang Moye stared at the scene before her with particular strangeness.
In the Upper Realm, she was the one most often bullied by Jiang Huai. Most of the time, she was unable to resist his bullying. It was rare to see Jiang Huai trembling like this, obedient to an absurd degree, which was why she was so surprised her mouth hung open.
Chu Xianning sat calmly, neither blushing nor shy, her dark eyes fixed on Jiang Huai’s face. Only after Jiang Huai finished his punishment and carefully wiped Chu Xianning’s delicate feet with a wet wipe did she say faintly, “For the next month, you are not allowed on my bed.”
“Huh?” Jiang Huai’s face fell. “How about half a month?”
“Two months,” Chu Xianning said again.
Jiang Huai obediently shut his mouth and said nothing more.
Fang Moye was even more surprised.
Although she was already extremely awkward due to this strange relationship, the scene before her was too interesting. She especially wanted to know how Chu Xianning had managed to tame the usually unruly and wickedly incorrigible Jiang Huai into such an obedient child, but she was too embarrassed to ask.
After Jiang Huai finished cleaning Chu Xianning’s white and tender little feet, she glanced faintly at the door. “You still have to introduce your two new dao companions to them, right? Go, finish what you need to do, and then come back.”
“Oh, I’m leaving then.”
“Mhm.” Chu Xianning nodded gently.
Jiang Huai quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
He understood Chu Xianning’s temper. This wasn’t exactly chasing him away because Chu Xianning knew he would still spend a lot of time in the courtyard, and they would have plenty of time to chat. This was just him finishing what he needed to do first, and it also gave her an opportunity to have a good chat with Fang Moye alone.
So, Jiang Huai obediently stood up, took another sip of tea, and left the courtyard first. Fang Moye sat opposite Chu Xianning and, after a moment of hesitation, slowly began, “Ningning, I…”
“Master, you don’t need to apologize to me,” Chu Xianning said after a moment of silence. She thought for a moment and then said, “I had originally wondered if you would blame me if he told you in the Upper Realm that he and I were going to become dao companions… but I never expected you to present the problem directly to me.”
Fang Moye lowered her head in shame again.
“I wasn’t angry,” Chu Xianning shook her head. “Master, you don’t need to say more. I understand.”
***
Jiang Huai arrived at Wanwan’s courtyard.
Wanwan’s courtyard was already very large, but now his steps were slightly hesitant. Many people lived in Wanwan’s courtyard. In their world, it seemed only three months had passed since they were separated, but for Jiang Huai, it had been over a year since he had last seen them. When he reached the courtyard door, it was still closed. He gently pushed it open.
At this moment, many chairs were placed in the courtyard, and Jiang Ning and Ning Yuzhu were sitting on the chairs, recounting what had happened in the Upper Realm. Jiang Zhi sat quietly on the side. The courtyard was lively at the moment, and the bright sunlight fell on the girls’ snow white skin, momentarily dazzling Jiang Huai so much that he could barely open his eyes.
“Come here for a hug.”
Jiang Huai decided to take the initiative. He opened his arms, and one by one, girls as soft and warm as jade came into his embrace. After being gently hugged, they were replaced by the next one. The first to come forward was Luo Qingyu, followed by Luo Yueguan. Ji Qingxuan was no longer as proud as before, Bai Li’s eyes were still as gentle, Su Qingyi’s eyes were full of joy, anticipating that with Jiang Huai’s return, she could smell Little Fox again. Bai Jin and Su Qiang were playing chess nearby, only casting a gentle glance at Jiang Huai.
Xu Qing and Mu Yao had gone to the Secret Realm together and had not yet returned.
Wanwan was the last to hug him. Today, Wanwan wore a jade-white qipao, elegant and refined like a magnolia flower. Gu Qing gently hugged her slender body and softly asked, “Where’s Fufu?”
“Fufu is in seclusion recently and won’t be out for another two days.”
Jiang Huai sat down in the courtyard. After a long while, Jun Anshui, who had been bathing in the backyard, slowly emerged. She wore a simple, tiny sling, still with her delicate Loli Dragon Lady appearance. However, upon seeing Jiang Ning and Ning Yuzhu, she instinctively held her breath, as she could sense the terrifying cultivation levels emanating from them. Fortunately, seeing Jiang Huai finally relaxed.
Jiang Huai also gently hugged her, touched her beautiful coral dragon horns on her forehead, and began to recount what had happened in the Upper Realm, while introducing Jiang Ning and Ning Yuzhu to everyone.
***
After listening to the story in Wen Wanwan’s courtyard, Luo Yueguan used it as an excuse to leave first and curiously came to the door of Chu Xianning’s courtyard.
She had been bothering Chu Xianning a lot due to loneliness these past few days. However, upon hearing that Chu Xianning’s Master, Fairy Moye, had returned, and that she seemed to have some ambiguous relationship with Jiang Huai, she came to the courtyard door with playful curiosity to see what this Master and disciple would do now. She gently knocked on the room door, and it opened. Chu Xianning was sitting opposite Fang Moye, quietly sipping the jasmine tea on the table without saying much.
Luo Yueguan was still holding a cat in her arms. As soon as she put the cat down, it trotted towards Chu Xianning with its little steps. Although this cat had been raised by Luo Yueguan since it was a kitten, it always became closer to Chu Xianning whenever it was with her. This always made Luo Yueguan feel a little jealous, thinking cats were ungrateful little brutes.
“Fairy Moye, it’s been a long time. How have you been recently?” Luo Yueguan shifted her gaze to Fang Moye.
If it were in the past, Luo Yueguan would have been respectful in front of Fang Moye. Back then, Chu Xianning was noble by virtue of being Fang Moye’s disciple, while she could only look at Fang Moye from afar, secretly envying Chu Xianning in her heart. Fang Moye had met her many times before and had even taught her sword techniques for a period because of Chu Xianning, but her talent in sword techniques was dull, and she hadn’t learned much from Fang Moye.
Luo Yueguan, who had always been fierce at home, now sounded somewhat playful when she heard that Fang Moye also had an ambiguous relationship with Jiang Huai. Regardless of whether she was a senior or not, once inside the courtyard, they were all sisters. Who would be the elder and who would be the younger sister in the future depended greatly on how they interacted during their first meeting.
“Luo Yueguan?” Fang Moye recognized Luo Yueguan.
But she also knew that Luo Yueguan and her daughter seemed to have fallen into someone’s clutches. Such an unnatural story was even more outrageous to her than Chu Xianning becoming his dao companion as his master.
When she and Luo Yueguan had met before, Luo Yueguan was still a charming and lovely young girl.
Now, Luo Yueguan’s figure was somewhat similar to Fang Moye’s, both with excessively full chests and buttocks, yet with waists as slender as budding willow branches. She walked gracefully, sat down by the tea table, familiarly poured tea for the table, and then softly said, “Little Huai is telling stories at Wanwan’s place right now. I heard some of the stories and couldn’t help but become curious and wanted to see Fairy Moye first…”
Fang Moye gave a faint “Oh.”
She knew that her disciple Chu Xianning and Luo Yueguan had a very good relationship. It was reasonable to assume that this friendship had lasted for several hundred years. However, Luo Yueguan was ultimately her junior. Yet, at this moment, she was sharing a man with her junior. This made her feel awkward again. Luo Yueguan took a sip of tea, pondered for a moment, and then slowly said, “I heard from Little Huai that Fairy Moye saved nearly ten billion living beings in the Upper Realm through Joyful Dual Cultivation?”
This was probably what they meant by “bringing up a sore subject.”
At this moment, Luo Yueguan was looking at Chu Xianning’s profile with a playful gaze. She understood Chu Xianning’s indifferent personality, but she was also curious whether Chu Xianning would be jealous about this matter and severely punish Jiang Huai. This matter was too interesting. Luo Yueguan was always the one bullied by him in front of Jiang Huai, so she especially enjoyed watching Chu Xianning punish Jiang Huai.
Luo Yueguan’s direct hit made Fang Moye’s eyelashes tremble slightly, but she had to answer, “Yes.”
“Fairy Moye is truly a goddess who cares about all living beings. She is so unrestrained. I just don’t know if you two will Dual Cultivate in the future?” Luo Yueguan asked Fang Moye with a smile.
Fang Moye didn’t know how to answer for a moment.
Chu Xianning was sitting right there. Even though Chu Xianning had already stated that she wouldn’t hold them accountable for their past actions, admitting in front of Chu Xianning that she still wanted to continue their illicit affair with Jiang Huai was difficult to articulate. She instinctively wanted to answer, “Of course not,” but when she thought of those nights, she instinctively closed her legs beneath her skirt, unable to say the words.
“Why isn’t Fairy Moye speaking?” Luo Yueguan continued to smile, her expression respectful, and she spoke enticingly. Unfortunately, as soon as she finished speaking, Chu Xianning grabbed her ear.
Chu Xianning glanced at her faintly. “Jiang Huai is back. Aren’t you going to pester him to accompany you? Why did you come to me first?”
“The girls in Wanwan’s courtyard are all like wolves and tigers staring at him. There’s Wanwan in front, Grand Princess Ji Qingxuan from Zhongzhou behind, and Qingyu misses him terribly too. I’m also considered an elder, so naturally, I have to yield to the younger ones. I can’t fight with them for him. So, I came to visit Fairy Moye first. It’s been many years since I last saw Fairy Moye, and you’re still as beautiful and elegant as ever.”
“Since you’re here, have some tea properly and don’t think about bothering my Master,” Chu Xianning said indifferently. Luo Yueguan, however, shamelessly looked at Chu Xianning, let out a soft cry of complaint, and gently patted away her hand that was holding her earlobe. “You’re hurting me.”
Chu Xianning glanced at her sideways and watched her performance silently.
“Ningning…”
“My name is Chu Xianning,” Chu Xianning said faintly.
“You say… so many people in Wanwan’s courtyard are staring at him, waiting to devour Little Huai. As the saying goes, ‘the nearest water tower gets the moon first.’ Why don’t you summon Little Huai to your room tonight? We two can enjoy him privately, how about it?”
Chu Xianning glanced at her sideways faintly. “I just warned him not to get on my bed for two months.”
“Hey? You little brat…” Luo Yueguan’s lips pouted slightly, but she couldn’t help but hum, “You’re the best at pretending.”
After saying that, Luo Yueguan rested her chin on her hand, looking at Fang Moye in front of her with gentle and playful eyes, her voice becoming somewhat soft. “Fairy Moye, if my previous question displeased you, I hope Fairy Moye will not blame me.”
Fang Moye glanced at her faintly and shook her head, indicating she was not blaming her.
“I’m just looking out for Fairy Moye. Fairy Moye is new here and doesn’t know anything. Everyone in Wanwan’s courtyard is a she-demon like a wolf or a tiger. If Fairy Moye isn’t proactive, you can only watch helplessly in the future and won’t even get a sip of soup.”
Luo Yueguan’s voice was playful, and her eyes seemed to hold a hint of grievance. Chu Xianning was somewhat displeased and couldn’t help but say, “Can you not say these things in the courtyard?”
Instantly, Luo Yueguan’s attention shifted to her. She looked at her mournfully and said, “You haven’t experienced hardships, how do you know the coldness of the mortal world? Normally, you just need to tell him to stay with you tonight, and he’ll obediently stay without a word of refusal. Unlike Wanwan’s courtyard, where everyone wants to drag him to their room every night, but they still have to consider their sisters and pretend to refuse politely. They’re sharing him with unspoken understanding.”
Luo Yueguan’s fingertip gently tapped Chu Xianning’s forehead. “You, my dear, are in heaven and don’t know happiness.”
