704 Impending Moves
Chu Xianning had no desire to discuss these matters with Luo Yueguan.
She had always approached problems with simplicity and thus never paid much attention to them. Occasionally, when she wished he were by her side, she would ask Jiang Huai to stay. But more often than not, Jiang Huai could discern her subtle expressions and tones of voice without her even needing to speak. When she wanted to be alone, Jiang Huai would obediently leave the courtyard, no longer disturbing her.
Perhaps because of this, Chu Xianning was particularly lenient with Jiang Huai. Living with him in this courtyard did not make her feel uneasy; she remained free to do as she pleased without any interference.
During the three months Jiang Huai was away, Wen Wanwan often came to pay her respects. Wen Wanwan always maintained excellent decorum and would occasionally invite her to play cards in the courtyard, requests she sometimes accepted.
Fortunately, Luo Yueguan also knew that if she made too many jokes, Chu Xianning would chase her away, so she quickly changed the subject to other topics. For instance, the new dress styles at Ziyun Pavilion, the yowling of her female cat in the yard recently, and her opinions on Jiang Huai’s sister, Jiang Ning. These trivial matters, recounted by Luo Yueguan, gradually eased the atmosphere. Though a bit noisy, they weren’t bothersome.
Chu Xianning quietly listened. Luo Yueguan turned to her, “So, what are your thoughts on the other two women he brought from the Upper Realm?”
“Go with the flow.”
“Alas,” Luo Yueguan sighed. “If I could make him as obedient as you do, I would certainly go with the flow too.”
***
Ning Yuzhu prepared a sumptuous dinner for everyone in the courtyard.
Jiang Huai also invited Chu Xianning and Fang Moye to join them. Even the usually calm and aloof Fang Moye’s eyelashes trembled slightly when she truly saw so many women connected to Jiang Huai, gathered together in such a lively scene.
In contrast, Ning Yuzhu blended in harmoniously with the crowd. Ning Yuzhu always possessed such a demeanor; despite being a thousand years old, when she needed to act childish or cute, she could shamelessly do so. Even if those around her knew she was just pretending, to please them, they couldn’t bring themselves to dislike her.
Tonight’s ingredients were all from the Upper Realm, rare delicacies and spiritual items not found in the Qingmu Realm. Ning Yuzhu also specially opened two jars of fruit wine she had brewed herself. Fox Fox was the happiest of all, wishing she could hug Ning Yuzhu and kiss her.
Perhaps because Chu Xianning was present, all the succubi were particularly restrained tonight. There were no strange actions of using their white and tender little feet to provoke Little Huai under the dinner table. They did, however, drink a considerable amount of alcohol. Jiang Huai simply drank his wine silently, carefully observing the situation at the table. Ning Yuzhu was also observing carefully. She gently toasted everyone with various excuses, her eyes taking in everyone’s reactions.
One should be cautious with sensitive and delicate people. With straightforward individuals, genuine interaction suffices. For arrogant personalities, there’s no need to deliberately flatter; maintaining a posture of neither subservience nor arrogance is enough. Ning Yuzhu did not dislike this process. Instead, she found it quite interesting. Long before coming to the Lower Realm, she had already prepared herself to sincerely befriend every woman around Jiang Huai.
The dinner concluded very harmoniously, with no unpleasant incidents. Afterward, Fang Moye and Chu Xianning went to bed. Quite a few people remained in the courtyard. Wen Wanwan approached Jiang Huai from behind and gently placed her slender jade hands on his shoulder, saying softly, “Wanwan has been learning a new dance recently.”
“Oh? Then I must see it.”
Wen Wanwan’s lips curved into a smile. She then went to Luo Yueguan. The two of them were probably the most dedicated to practicing dance in the courtyard. Under the light of the Firefly Stones in the courtyard, Jiang Huai watched them dance gracefully. His gaze shifted to Ning Yuzhu, who sat at the stone table, her fingertips gently stroking the zither strings.
After a piece ended, Wen Wanwan looked gently at Ning Yuzhu, “I heard Sister Yuzhu is also skilled at dancing?”
“I know a little.”
So, Ning Yuzhu joined them. Jiang Huai leaned back in his chair, looking at Ning Yuzhu before him, and thought, *Sister Yuzhu is so cunning.* He had indeed seen Ning Yuzhu dance before; her skills were exceptionally refined, almost ethereally beautiful. Yet, she deliberately held back some of her skill, as if she were on par with Wanwan.
“Sister Yuzhu dances beautifully,” Wen Wanwan said softly, taking Ning Yuzhu’s hand.
“Sister Wanwan too,” Ning Yuzhu replied. Gradually, Jiang Huai noticed something interesting: their expressions were remarkably similar, both conveying a subtle playfulness born from knowing the other’s slight cunning, yet accepting it. Suddenly, Ning Yuzhu seemed to remember something. She leaned slightly closer to Wen Wanwan and whispered something in her ear. Wen Wanwan’s cheeks flushed, but she then looked at Jiang Huai.
Following that, Ning Yuzhu scampered over to Jiang Huai, who was sitting in his chair. She bent down and whispered into his ear, “This is my first day in the Lower Realm, Senior Disciple Brother, so I don’t know how these younger sisters serve you at night. May I observe by your side tonight?”
Just as Jiang Huai was about to reply, Ning Yuzhu whispered close to his ear, “Sister Wanwan has already agreed.”
Jiang Huai’s eyes darkened for a moment. *You’ve just arrived in the courtyard. To understand things, you say whatever Wanwan will agree to.* He found it impossible to refuse now. Instead, he glanced at the many women in the courtyard. Except for Su Qingyi, who had already passed out from drinking, many pairs of eyes were currently fixed on him.
Little Huai thought for a moment, then innocently blinked at everyone. “The weather is hot. Wanwan has an ice spirit spring pool in the backyard. Would you all like to… cool off together?”
***
The bathhouse was filled with mist. Su Qingyi was fast asleep, and Jun Anshui was also sleeping.
The first to rush into Jiang Huai’s embrace was Luo Qingyu.
The other women were splashing and playing in the water, but Luo Qingyu approached first and sat in Jiang Huai’s lap in a secluded corner. Jiang Huai gently held her waist, and their eyes met quietly under the tree shadows by the bathhouse. Jiang Huai reached out and gently pinched her cheek, then untied her hair ribbon. Luo Qingyu’s hair cascaded down like scattered water weeds.
Their movements were stealthy. In the dimly lit corner of the bathhouse, it felt like the thrill of stolen pleasure.
When Luo Qingyu separated from Jiang Huai, her cheeks were still flushed. It had only been a short while, but her face had already taken on a rosy hue. Despite the cold water in the bathhouse, a few beads of sweat seemed to have appeared on her forehead. The water rippled, and the world seemed to grow quiet. Jiang Huai felt a little dizzy, unsure if it was from the alcohol he had drunk at the table earlier.
After a while, Jiang Huai came back to his senses and looked to the side, only to suddenly discover an even more outrageous scene.
Wen Wanwan was currently being held in Bai Jin’s arms, while Bai Li was vigorously tickling Wen Wanwan. Wanwan seemed to want to struggle, but she was being held by the arms by Ji Qingxuan and Luo Yueguan. Jiang Huai wondered, *Why are they bullying Wanwan too?* He then heard Luo Qingyu say in his ear, “That’s just the punishment Wanwan sister deserves.”
“Huh?”
“When Brother Jiang Huai wasn’t here, Sister Wanwan always came to sleep with us. Her hands were not honest at night, always fondling others’ breasts. Hmph, now she’s facing a united front.”
Wen Wanwan’s toes were curled like petals, and her body trembled from being teased. Jiang Huai watched with amusement. Not long after, Luo Qingyu took Luo Yueguan’s place. Luo Yueguan walked gracefully through the water. Jiang Huai looked at her alluring figure under the lamplight. As soon as she approached, Jiang Huai flipped her around. He grabbed her wrists and pulled her hands behind her back.
Fortunately, Luo Yueguan had long since been subdued by him. As soon as she struck this pose, she naturally lowered her waist, her full, delicate snow-white buttocks obediently arching. Jiang Huai thought for a moment and decided to tease her buttocks first.
“Bastard, not taking the proper path again…” Luo Yueguan gritted her teeth.
By the time Jiang Huai had satisfied Luo Yueguan, Wen Wanwan was already dazed from being teased. She floated on the water, looking at Jiang Huai with a wronged expression. Then, she carefully swam over, hugged Jiang Huai’s neck, and said shyly, “Wanwan just wanted to accompany them when Husband wasn’t here, for fear they would be lonely. They bullied me… Husband, please avenge Wanwan.”
“Okay, then who does Wanwan want to take revenge on first?”
“Eh?” Wen Wanwan immediately looked away with a guilty conscience. “Wanwan doesn’t choose such things. It doesn’t matter… I’ll get revenge on all of them.”
The girls in Jiang Huai’s sight suddenly turned around. They were now facing away from him. Jiang Huai watched as they went to the steps of the bathhouse and leaned forward, assuming the same posture again. They reached out and gently held their buttocks, their fingertips gently and carefully parting ( ), as if inviting him.
Jiang Huai was stunned by the sight. Wen Wanwan, however, quietly leaned into his ear, her previous wronged expression gone. With a hint of seeking praise, she whispered, “Hmph… this is the condition Wanwan exchanged for being bullied like this, for Husband… Who does Husband want to bully first?”
It was utterly bizarre.
Bai Jin, Ji Qingxuan, and Bai Li were there, as if for Jiang Huai to choose from. Jiang Huai’s head was in a daze, unsure how to choose. The most outrageous of the three was Bai Jin. While others parted ( ), she used her fingertips to spread ( ) apart. Her knees rested on the steps in the water, her white and tender little feet gently swaying in the water, her ankles occasionally tapping against her full, snow-white buttocks. It was too seductive.
So, Little Huai was enchanted by Aunt Bai and slowly leaned closer, grabbing Bai Jin’s ankle. Wen Wanwan wasn’t idle either. She came closer, began kissing Bai Li, and with her fingertips, gently comforted Ji Qingxuan, who had not yet received favor, acting like a good wife warming up her husband first.
Ning Yuzhu sat quietly to the side. Even her cheeks were flushed. Her eyes, filled with playful contemplation, watched everything happening in the cold spring pool. She raised her hand to cover her face lightly, “This is truly excessive.”
Jiang Ning was simply playing with the little yellow duck in the bath, looking at the pool playfully. Her expression was lazy. Despite the extremely wicked scene before her, she did not blush or appear shy. She merely glanced at Ning Yuzhu beside her, “Don’t you want to join?”
Ning Yuzhu shyly turned her face away and whispered, “Master, this is my first day here.”
“But you look eager to try,” Jiang Ning tilted her head.
“I’ll observe first…” Ning Yuzhu looked at the white and tender little feet in the water, swaying gently. The water rippled, and the corners of her lips turned up even more.
Indeed, everything in the Lower Realm was far more interesting than she had imagined.
Jiang Zhi simply stood with her arms crossed, watching the scene playfully. Although she had lived at the Tian Xuan Sect before, she had never been so decadent and intimate with Wen Wanwan and this group of women. She had always maintained her senior’s dignity. But now, she had given up and was letting go, looking at the scene before her and suddenly feeling a stir of desire.
