Rebirth of Cihang Jingzhai through Fragrance [Complete] - 23

Chapter 197 After the Rockery, Playing with the Water

"Young Master Shaoyou, why are you drowning your sorrows in alcohol like this? Lu Shuang didn't choose you because she lacked vision, but Young Master Shaoyou has a bright future ahead of him. If you let yourself become so depressed because of a woman, wouldn't that make you a laughingstock and bring shame to your teacher?" Mu Yun, a famous courtesan in the capital who once had a relationship with Qin Guan, saw the once elegant and renowned young master spending his days drinking and wasting time on a woman and couldn't help but step forward to advise him.

"Don't you dare talk about her like that! It's my fault, I'm the one who ruined her life!" She slumped onto the table with a thud, already drunk. "

Who are you? Come on, drink with me! I want wine, bring me wine!" Qin Guan's voice gradually softened. Mu Yun wiped the wine stains from Qin Guan's face—the man who had once been her first love—and said to the waiter beside her, "Waiter, go hire a sedan chair."

When Qin Guan woke up, he only felt a headache; the effects of the alcohol hadn't completely worn off. He rubbed his head, opened his eyes, and saw a tall figure standing by the window in the room, seemingly lost in thought.

"Master!" Qin Guan, never expecting Su Shi to be in his room, hurriedly got out of bed and called out, intending to approach Su Shi.

Hearing Qin Guan's voice, Su Shi turned around and saw Qin Guan kneeling before him. Seeing his beloved disciple's disheveled appearance, Su Shi felt extremely cold-hearted, but did not stop him from kneeling. Looking at Qin Guan kneeling on the ground, Su Shi felt both pity and anger at his lack of self-control, and said coldly, "Guan'er, do you know your mistake?"

Qin Guan raised his head and glanced at Su Shi without speaking.

Seeing Qin Guan's expression, Su Shi said sternly, "Qin Guan, you have utterly disappointed me. I have poured so much effort into you, hoping that our sect would have a successor, hoping that you would not follow in my footsteps and fail to achieve mastery of the techniques. I never imagined that you would become like this because of a woman. Look how much your cultivation has regressed!" "Unable to withstand the blow, no wonder Lu Shuang followed Ye Tianqi instead of you."

Hearing Su Shi's words, Qin Guan seemed to have been stabbed in a hidden pain in his heart. His face turned extremely ugly, his breathing became rapid, and he looked at Su Shi with a hint of hatred in his eyes.

Su Shi saw the obvious hatred in Qin Guan's eyes, but he was not angry at all. He said, "Are you angry that your master drugged Lu Shuang and gave her to Ye Tianqi?"

A light flashed in Qin Guan's eyes. Su Shi had obviously hit the nail on the head.

Seeing that Qin Guan was still stubborn, Su Shi said sternly, "Foolish child, don't you understand? Even if I didn't take her away from you, do you think she would like you? You should know better than anyone how she usually treats you. I'm just shattering your dream and bringing you back to reality so you can see everything clearly. Even if you resent and hate me in your heart, I will still do this."

Hearing Su Shi's words, especially when Su Shi said that Lu Shuang would never like him, Qin Guan deflated like a punctured balloon, losing all his strength. He knew better than anyone that during the days he spent with Lu Shuang, although they seemed to have a close relationship, Qin Guan knew that Lu Shuang, though standing before him, was like a distant fairy, unattainable.

Seeing that Qin Guan was already quite discouraged, Su Shi knew that if he further provoked him, the whole charade he had orchestrated would be ruined, and all his efforts would be in vain. Su Shi didn't want Qin Guan to sink into despair. This was a time of great upheaval in the world. Even if Qin Guan couldn't participate in the upcoming martial arts engagement, Su Shi could foresee that regardless of the outcome, the martial world would not be peaceful; instead, it would escalate. Whether the Flower Sect could flourish amidst the turmoil depended on Qin Guan. Seeing Qin Guan's state, Su Shi sternly called out Qin Guan's name in his dejected ear, "Qin Guan, look at me!"

Startled by Su Shi's sudden outburst, Qin Guan raised his head, his lifeless eyes meeting Su Shi's.

Su Shi said, "Guan'er, don't forget, you are the most promising person in our Flower Pavilion School to cultivate our sect's inner cultivation method to its highest level. You are a dashing and renowned scholar, a romantic talent whose fame fills the capital, and countless people recognize you as my successor. Are you really going to give up your bright future like this? Yes, Lu Wanshuang doesn't see your goodness, but you must strive to show yourself, to let her know how unwise it was for her not to like you back then..." Hearing Su Shi's words, the light in Qin Guan's eyes grew brighter and brighter. Suddenly, a glint flashed in Qin Guan's eyes, and his body trembled... He contracted his body, exuding an aura of power. Caught

completely off guard, Su Shi's protective energy activated on its own, yet he still staggered back a few steps. However, Su Shi showed no concern, only a look of delight as he gazed at Qin Guan, who seemed reborn.

Qin Guan knelt there, respectfully kowtowing three times to Su Shi, excitedly saying, "Guan'er thanks Master! This disciple has finally succeeded in making a breakthrough!"

Su Shi, after all, was a master, his ability to control his emotions was extraordinary. The surprise on his face was fleeting, but he trembled as he repeatedly said "Good!" three times, revealing the depth of his excitement.

"Guan'er, get up quickly!" Su Shi said, seeing Qin Guan still kneeling on the ground.

Qin Guan, whose state of mind had changed drastically, rose with Su Shi's gentle help. He now radiated a different kind of brilliance. Even his unkempt clothes and unkempt beard, which hadn't made him look so sullen before, now exuded a carefree air, revealing a strong, mature masculine aura.

Qin Guan said loudly, "Master, I was ignorant before, causing you trouble. Although I still resent your treatment of Miss Lu, I know everything you did was for me. Now that Miss Lu is living a very happy life, I suddenly find my heart has calmed down. After this, perhaps I will never fall in love with anyone again. The only one who can truly move my heart is Lu Wanshuang. From now on, I will diligently cultivate martial arts and will never tarnish the reputation of our Flower Sect."

After listening to Qin Guan's words, Su Shi praised, "Good, good, you are much better than your master. Your master used an extreme method to make Wan'er leave sad because he didn't have the ability to let go of love. It has left a flaw in his mind to this day. Now that you can let go, I am truly gratified."

"No, Master, actually, I haven't let go; I love Lu Shuang even more now. It's the kind of love that reaches its extreme. The end of love is tranquility, and perhaps that's what it means when love reaches its peak and then fades. Our sect's cultivation method emphasizes being moved by love yet forgetting it, reaching a state where one is no longer moved by love. Only in this way can one's cultivation improve. Once one is moved by love, one's cultivation will decline drastically. In my opinion, when you love someone to the extreme, you naturally won't be moved by love anymore. And right now, although my love for Lu Shuang is stronger than ever, when I think of her, my heart is as calm as a still well."

Su Shi's eyes filled with tears, his gaze filled with deep emotion, his expression dazed as if he were thinking of some old memories.

Qin Guan knew that Su Shi must be recalling something, so he didn't disturb him. After a long while, Su Shi turned his back to Qin Guan and said, "Guan'er, tell our people to pay attention to the woman who came to our mansion not long ago. Remember her name is Fu Yan'er, and she should be the most outstanding female disciple of the Yin Gui Sect." "Have them find out everything about this woman."

"Yes, Master, why?" Qin Guan asked, somewhat puzzled.

Su Shi sighed, looking like a hero past his prime, seemingly quite dejected, and said, "If I'm not mistaken, she might be my daughter." "Master's daughter?" Qin Guan asked in surprise, never expecting that his master, who always seemed so affectionate towards women but was absolutely ruthless, would have such a daughter. How could Qin Guan not be surprised?

Seeing Qin Guan's expression, Su Shi's mood brightened, and he smiled, "There's nothing to be surprised about. Master is also human, and humans can have feelings. The reason Master is forcing you like this is because I don't want you to be like me, thinking about what it would feel like if your daughter treated you like an enemy.

" Qin Guan looked at Su Shi's obviously fake smile and couldn't help but say.

"Don't worry about Master. Go and tell him what he asked you to do. Be quick and come back. You just broke through to the realm that every martial artist dreams of. You need to consolidate your skills when you get back," Su Shi said with a smile. "Okay, Master, I'm off," Qin Guan replied to Su Shi.

Su Shi nodded, but seeing Qin Guan's disheveled appearance, he said, "Haven't you taken care of yourself for days? You reek of alcohol. Take a good bath and tidy yourself up when you get back. Although you look somewhat manly now, you're a bit of a mess."

Qin Guan didn't expect Su Shi to joke about him. He paused for a moment, nodded, and left.

When Su Shi was alone in the room, the smile on his face gradually faded.

"Hand in hand in Jiangcun, plum blossoms flutter in the snow. Boundless emotions, everywhere is soul-stirring. Old friends are gone, old tunes are heard again. Boundless emotions, old friends are gone, old friends are gone, Wan'er, I don't know if you are still well. Twenty years have passed, and I, Su Zizhan, have never stopped remembering you. Are you so cruel to me, to make us father and daughter kill each other...?

" A trace of sadness and self-reproach crossed his face, but it vanished in an instant. He was still the dashing scholar Su, not heartless, but having buried his sadness and self-reproach deep within his heart. "Brother Qi, you can't find Shui'er!" Shui'er, like a cheerful lark, rang out her clear laughter amidst a rockery, while Ye Tianqi, with a smile, searched for Shui'er among the rockery where she was hiding.

Following behind the two, Fu Qingqing shook her head slightly, seemingly noticing that the two, despite their age, still appeared somewhat childish. Standing by the lotus pond, Fu Qingqing, dressed in white, seemed ethereal, gazing absently at the water's surface covered with emerald green lotus leaves, lost in thought. Suddenly, Ye Tianqi reached out and pulled Shui'er, who was peeking out and looking around, into his arms!

Shui'er was startled, her face flushed as she looked at Ye Tianqi, her eyes filled with affection. The fragrance emanating from Shui'er wafted into Ye Tianqi's nostrils. Looking down at Shui'er's serene face, Ye Tianqi casually pulled her into his embrace, his hands boldly exploring her alluring, round buttocks, caressing and kneading them gently. They were bouncy, smooth, and tender to the touch, and his emotions grew increasingly heightened.

"—Ugh—what are you doing?" The young Shui'er felt Ye Tianqi's large hands roaming over her private parts. The tingling, itchy sensation was something she had never experienced before, and it felt strange and wonderful. Nestled against Ye Tianqi's chest, she began to respond naturally, her arms encircling him, her delicate body pressed against him through the fabric.

Chapter 198: Shui'er's Spring Tide.

The close embrace between the nun's beauties completely captivated Shui'er. They embraced, their lips pressed together, her slender waist tightly bound, her two white, tender buttocks being teased and played with by five brothers of varying sizes. Her blooming chrysanthemum petals were already reacting to the relentless attacks of the five brothers.

She writhed gracefully, her soft, delicate body swaying, her tongue exploring uncharted territory. Their identical parts touched, intertwining in a sweet, moist embrace. The tender flesh and nectar of their mouths filled both of them, their minds and hearts pounding.

Their caresses and explorations continued, an endless, exquisite pleasure surging within them. When their lips parted, they faced each other, the distance between them practically nonexistent. The inhalation of their breaths was intoxicating.

Ye Tianqi's gaze burned with intense passion as he stared at the blossoming flower before him. Her bright eyes, white teeth, delicate nose, and graceful figure, like a lotus in bloom, her lips painted with crimson, her breath sweet and fragrant—she was utterly alluring.

Once again, their lips met. Ye Tianqi's tongue moved, savoring the sweet, delicious taste of the young woman's lips once more. The exquisite flavor was inexhaustible!

Passion stirred, heart stirred, body stirred. The dimly lit environment only made things easier for their tryst. Lifting the girl's skirt, Ye Tianqi ripped away the thin layer of fabric that was in the way, revealing the tender, almost undeveloped body of the young girl in his hands.

Baoquanwu, already brimming with virgin fluids, welcomed its first guest.

A pair of loving hands slowly invaded Shui'er's tender paradise. The inexperienced girl could not withstand such teasing and unconsciously moved her snow-white buttocks closer to Ye Tianqi's embrace. Her two swollen, ripe peaches were already being caressed and kneaded in his large hands.

Shui'er, experiencing this for the first time, tasted the sweetness after only a few caresses. Her heart fluttered, and she reached back to stroke the strong chest that embraced her delicate body. An indescribable feeling rose in her heart, and the alluring sensations immersed her in it.

The incredibly sensitive touch transmitted through his fingers allowed Ye Tianqi to explore the delicate, pink body of the beauty in his arms. It was full in his grasp, not yet fully developed, yet exquisitely smooth, soft, and bouncy. He savored it carefully, gently caressing it. His fingertips cautiously touched the girl's pointed nipples, his soul seemingly completely intoxicated by this captivating sensation. The pink nipples hardened with each touch.

The beauty was slightly damp with fragrant sweat, and her firm breasts began to rise and fall with her heavy breathing. The sound stirred the fantasies within the girl's heart; the tingling, itchy sensation was so unbearable, so full of love, so sweet.

The young girl, newly entering the realm of desire, struggled to maintain her balance, savoring the exquisite contact. Her jade-like back rested against his broad chest, her slender waist swaying slightly. Ye Tianqi sat on the ground, legs wide open, while Shui'er sat cross-legged in front of him, nestled against his chest and back, her beautiful legs bent, her buttocks swaying gently. With a graceful turn of her slender waist, she shifted to face him. Her

jade-like legs straddled Ye Tianqi's thighs, her two white and tender buttocks now suspended in the air. Freed from the constraints, her hands could now freely roam her inner garden. Her jade-like fingers grasped his firm shoulders and back, caressing and kneading the back of his neck, feeling the man's powerful breath.

Ye Tianqi's hand reached down, beginning his exploration of the hidden beauty of the Water Curtain Cave at Huaguo Mountain, where the waterfall cascaded down. High cliffs and jade mounds rose above, adorned with delicate, drooping vines of fragrant grass, like orchid leaves, though the grass was tender and sparse.

He turned his face once more to kiss Shui'er's cherry-like lips, their tongues chasing, entwining, sucking, swirling, and teasing each other. Meanwhile, his right hand's five fingers were not idle, already tasked with searching, busily moving back and forth outside the Water Curtain Cave. For a moment, he was multitasking, his tongue and fingertips working frantically.

Shui'er, aroused by this teasing, was burning with desire. Inside the Water Curtain Cave, spring water splashed, fragrance filled the air, the stream swelled, and spring water filled the creek.

Ye Tianqi, also somewhat aroused, released his heat and lightly pressed it against her smooth little bottom, causing Shui'er to let out a soft moan.

"What...what are you doing!"

A sudden exclamation jolted the two lost in their desire. A stunningly beautiful woman, her face flushed, stared in disbelief at Ye Tianqi and Shui'er embracing beneath the artificial hill.

Fu Qingqing felt her face burning; she couldn't believe Ye Tianqi would do such a thing to Shui'er in broad daylight.

Ye Tianqi quickly released Shui'er, who was now limp from his embrace. He was embarrassed that Fu Qingqing had witnessed their actions and stammered, "Sister Fu..."

Shui'er felt a chill, especially knowing that Ye Tianqi had pulled her undergarments down to her knees, threatening to drop them with the slightest movement. She clutched the hem of her garment, her head bowed, too ashamed to look at Fu Qingqing.

Fu Qingqing glared at Ye Tianqi. Seeing that staying any longer would only make Shui'er more embarrassed, Ye Tianqi smiled and vanished in a flash!

Fu Qingqing looked at Shui'er, walked to her side and said, "Silly girl, you can't always go along with him. Didn't Feixuan say that you would help him heal his injuries these few days? Why did you..."

Shui'er swayed, and accidentally, her underpants, which had been pulled down to her knees, slipped down. Shui'er was so embarrassed she almost cried!

"What's wrong?"

Fu Qingqing asked, noticing something strange about Shui'er.

Shui'er shook her head shyly. Fu Qingqing's gaze grew increasingly strange, and suddenly, she reached out and lifted Shui'er's gauze skirt.

"Ah!"

"Ugh!"

The two soft cries had different meanings; Shui'er was embarrassed, while Fu Qingqing was surprised and angry. Looking at Shui'er's naked, pink lower body glistening with moisture, even though she hadn't experienced anything like this before, she knew it must be caused by Ye Tianqi earlier!

"That Tianqi, how dare he bully you like this! I, your sister, will definitely not let him get away with this!"

Shui'er, upon hearing this, quickly said, "Sister, no, it's...it's Shui'er's choice!

" Fu Qingqing glanced at Shui'er and sighed, "You, why don't you put your clothes on properly? Be careful not to catch a cold!"

A thousand miles away, in a Buddhist temple, amidst ancient Buddha statues and the flickering lamp, a beautiful nun held prayer beads and chanted scriptures, her expression focused and serene.

At this moment, two women entered the temple. One of them exuded an aura of elegance and supreme authority, clearly the air of someone in a high position. She looked like a noblewoman in her thirties, yet she also seemed like the sister of the young woman accompanying her. The woman's aura was unpredictable, seemingly shifting at every moment. The woman beside her trembled slightly upon seeing the temple, her expression one of extreme excitement.

The woman leading the way gently pushed open the temple gate and entered with the woman beside her. From afar, they saw a long, lonely figure cast by the dim lamplight.

Reaching the outside of the Buddha hall, they looked at the nun sitting gracefully on a prayer mat, radiating a delicate aura. Thinking of the nun's plight, and glancing at her beloved disciple who was intently watching the nun's back, the woman sighed softly and said, "Junior Sister Fu,

Chapter 199 Mother and Daughter Reunited, Demonic Sect Woman

Fu Wan'er slowly released Fu Yan'er from her arms, gently wiping away the tears rolling down Fu Yan'er's beautiful face with her slender hand. Her movements were extremely gentle, her face full of love. Seeing Fu Wan'er's gaze, Fu Yan'er's tears flowed even more..." The tears flowed endlessly, showing no sign of stopping, as if expressing all the longing of the past years. Fu Wan'er patiently wiped away the incessant tears with a doting smile, the two completely ignoring Mo Wu Chang.

Seeing the mother and daughter gazing at each other with tears in their eyes, Mo Wu Chang felt her vision blur, a bittersweet feeling welling up inside her. Her eyes moistened, as if recalling the scene when Fu Wan'er entrusted her daughter to her. Twenty years had passed, and mother and daughter were finally reunited. Mo Wu Chang felt a surge of joy... Mo Wuchang felt a surge of relief as she looked at Fu Yan'er, who was nestled in Fu Wan'er's arms, tears streaming down her face. She wondered what had happened to Fu Yan'er during her mission to assist Xiao Chuo's assassination attempt on Yang Yanzhao in Liao. She noticed that Fu Yan'er seemed burdened with worries upon her return and had matured considerably. To her delight, Fu Yan'er's cultivation had also made significant progress, now on par with her own. Bringing

Fu Yan'er here to reunite with Fu Wan'er was because Fu Yan'er had always insisted... It was only after Mo Wushang insisted that she bring Fu Yan'er here. Unlike before, whenever Fu Yan'er mentioned wanting to find her mother, Fu Yan'er would let it go if Mo Wushang made a slight refusal. But this time, Fu Yan'er stubbornly insisted that Mo Wushang take her to find her mother.

Mo Wushang had been worried that Fu Wan'er would refuse to acknowledge Fu Yan'er, but she never expected that their recognition would be so smooth, without any of the trouble she had imagined. Just as Mo Wushang was lost in thought with her back to the two of them, she heard Fu Wan'er's voice.

"Senior Sister, don't stand outside, let's go inside and talk."

Mo Wushang turned around and saw Fu Yan'er clinging to Fu Wan'er's arm with a charmingly innocent expression. Her face was still streaked with tears, but it was filled with a happy and content smile. Mo Wushang had never seen this expression on Fu Yan'er's face before. She was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "What, you two mother and daughter have finally cried enough? I thought you were going to make me wait until dawn." As she spoke, she smiled at the embarrassed Fu Yan'er.

Fu Yan'er held her mother's hand with one hand and Mo Wushang's hand with the other, and said to Mo Wushang in a coquettish tone, "Master, you're teasing me." Fu Wan'er reached out and stroked Fu Yan'er's hair, looking at her with a smile.

"You still remember your master. I thought you little rascal had forgotten your master after you got a mother." Mo Wushang looked at Fu Yan'er and laughed. "

Senior Sister, let's go inside first," Fu Wan'er said, seeing her daughter's embarrassed look and helping her out.

Mo Wushang smiled and followed her into a room next to the Buddhist hall. The room was very simple, with a bed, a table, and four chairs. A purple clay teapot sat on the table. Fu Wan'er was about to pour tea for Mo Wushang when Fu Yan'er pressed her down into a chair.

Mo Wushang smiled and said, "Junior Sister Fu, I didn't expect that after all these years, this place is still the same. Nothing has changed at all. I really don't know how you've managed." A bitter look flashed across Fu Wan'er's face as she said, "How else can I live? A lamp and an ancient Buddha for company. Only then can my heart find peace. Anyway, I've lived through all these years; I've gotten used to this peaceful life.

" Mo Wushang said, "Junior Sister, you don't miss Yan'er at all. You're really heartless. After entrusting Yan'er to me, you never went to see her again."

Hearing Mo Wushang's words, Fu Yan'er's hand trembled as she poured the tea, almost spilling it.

Fu Wan'er glanced at Fu Yan'er beside her, her eyes filled with guilt, and said, "How could I not think of her? She's my own flesh and blood, born after ten months of pregnancy!" "Mother, please have some tea!" Fu Yan'er offered a cup of tea to Fu Wan'er with both hands, her voice trembling.

Fu Wan'er took the tea, took a small sip, and put it down, her expression seemingly utterly dejected.

Mo Wushang drank the tea offered by Fu Yan'er without speaking, but Fu Yan'er said excitedly, "How much I miss you! Ever since I learned from my master that my mother is still alive, I've thought of you day and night... Then why haven't you visited Yan'er for so long? You know how much I want to see you."

Fu Wan'er wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, her red lips moving for a long time as if she wanted to say something, but her face showed a pained expression, as if she had some unspeakable secret.

Mo Wushang put down her teacup and looked at the delicate-looking nun sitting opposite her, her brows furrowed. She said, "Junior sister, I know you're not the heartless kind of woman. Is there some hidden reason why you've ignored Yan'er all these years?"

Hearing Mo Wushang's words, Fu Yan'er looked at her mother with hopeful eyes. She hoped that, as her master said, her mother's refusal to visit her was due to some unspeakable reason, or at least she could know that her mother wasn't uncaring.

Fu Wan'er's expression shifted. She looked deeply at Fu Yan'er, who was looking at her expectantly, and said sadly, "No, there's no hidden reason. It's because Mother is heartless. Mother hates that man. You are that man's child, and Mother hates you too, so...

" "No, it's not like that... You're lying to me... You're lying to me," she muttered to herself, suddenly feeling dizzy, and then knew nothing more.

Upon hearing her mother's heartless words, Fu Yan'er froze, muttering to herself. Under the panicked gazes of Mo Wushang and Fu Wan'er, Fu Yan'er swayed and collapsed to the ground with a thud.

"Yan'er, what's wrong? Don't scare your mother! It's my fault, I shouldn't have lied to you. You're my good child, wake up!" Fu Wan'er appeared beside the limp Fu Yan'er even faster than Mo Wushang, holding her in her arms and shaking her urgently.

However, after a while, Fu Yan'er showed no signs of waking up. Mo Wushang, who was standing to the side, became anxious. She had initially thought that Fu Yan'er had fainted because she couldn't bear hearing Fu Wan'er's words. But when she saw Fu Wan'er holding Fu Yan'er and shaking her for a long time without any sign of waking up, she quickly squatted down, took Fu Yan'er's hand, lifted her clothes to reveal her slender, white wrist, and gently placed it on her pulse. Mo Wushang checked Fu Yan'er's pulse and breathed a sigh of relief. However, thinking of Fu Wan'er's expression just now, Mo Wushang's face became serious, as if Fu Yan'er had suffered a great injury.

Fu Wan'er kept staring at Mo Wushang's face. Seeing Mo Wushang's serious expression, she thought her daughter was badly hurt by her words. As soon as Mo Wushang released Fu Yan'er's hand, Fu Wan'er immediately asked anxiously, "Senior sister, what's wrong with Yan'er? Why did she suddenly faint? Did my words just now upset her?" Seeing Fu Wan'er's self-reproachful and pitiful expression, Mo Wushang comforted her, "Junior sister, do you know why I brought Yan'er to see you this time?"

Fu Wan'er shook her head in confusion.

Mo Wushang said, "I watched Yan'er grow up, so I know her temperament very well. Not long ago, she went on a mission and went to the capital. Do you know who she went to see in the capital?"

Fu Wan'er's expression changed, as if she had thought of something, and she whispered, "Who did she go to see?"

Mo Wushang glanced at Fu Wan'er and said, word by word, "She went to see Su Yishi." Fu Wan'er's expression finally changed. Yu Dabian looked at the pretty face in his arms, almost a carbon copy of his own, and calmed himself down before asking, "What was she doing going to that person?"

Mo Wushang smiled bitterly, her voice filled with self-reproach, "In the end, it's all my fault. When she was little, I taught her that you were heartbroken by a man, which is why you didn't want her anymore. At the time, she said she would go find that man to seek justice for you. But I never imagined that she would actually take that joke seriously. Several disciples from the sect who went to the capital with Yan'er told me that Yan'er went to the Su residence one night, and the next day, news spread that there had been an assassination attempt at the Su residence. From that day on, they had no news of Yan'er. About half a month passed before Yan'er reunited with them and returned to the sect. As soon as she came back, I noticed that Yan'er seemed to have a heavy heart and said she wanted to find you. I had tried to refuse, but I didn't expect her to be so stubborn this time, so I brought her here to see you."

"Senior Sister said that Yan'er mysteriously disappeared for half a month and returned looking very different and burdened with worries?" Fu Wan'er, now less agitated, asked.

Mo Wushang nodded and said, "I just don't know what Yan'er has been through these past two weeks. She's a stubborn girl, and even if I asked, she might not tell me. I was afraid she really had something on her mind, and besides, she's grown up now and it's time for her to meet you, so I brought her to see you.

" "Then why did Yan'er suddenly faint?" Fu Wan'er asked, looking at Fu Yan'er in her arms.

Mo Wushang said, "I think there might be two reasons. First, something must have happened to Yan'er during the time she was missing, and she must have some worries weighing on her mind, which is why they couldn't hide them and showed on her face. That's the root cause. Second, your heartless words just now hurt her, causing her to reel in these pent-up emotions, which is why this happened."

"That's because I hurt Yan'er!" Fu Wan'er said sadly.

"Junior sister, although the direct cause was your words that made her even more heartbroken, your words were just a trigger. Even if this hadn't happened today, as long as the resentment in her heart wasn't dispelled, then any trigger would have caused this situation. Actually, this might be a little better. The resentment that Yan'er had for some unknown reason hadn't been brewing for very long, and it was released on this occasion. As long as we find out the reason and eliminate the root cause, then we don't have to worry about Yan'er experiencing this situation again. Of course, you, as her mother, can't upset her any further. She's thought about you since she was little, always hoping to see her mother one day. But after seeing you, before she could even feel the warmth of maternal love, you upset her like this. Even if she doesn't have any resentment in her heart now, it's hard to say that she won't develop some kind of inner conflict because of this in the future."

Chapter 200 A Blessing of Beauty and Deep Mother-Daughter Bond

Upon hearing this, Fu Wan'er could only weep, gently stroking Fu Yan'er's hair. A single tear fell onto Fu Yan'er's fair cheek, rolling down her smooth skin until it reached her lips.

Fu Wan'er's voice, seemingly from afar, said, "Do I want to hurt Yan'er? I don't want to, I really don't."

"Then why did you say those things that hurt Yan'er?" Mo Wu Chang saw Fu Yan'er's eyes flutter slightly in Fu Wan'er's arms and spoke with a sudden thought.

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Fu Wan'er seemed not to have heard Mo Wu Chang's words and continued, "Yan'er is my only attachment in this world. If it weren't for Yan'er, I would have died twenty years ago." "How could I have survived until today? Back then, Su Zizhan was determined to glorify the Flower Sect and cultivate that inhumane technique. I knew I was her only weakness, and she was deeply in love with me, so she was unprepared. She just didn't expect him to try to poison me. Luckily, I survived by being blown up. Later, I discovered I was pregnant, so I went to find my senior sister. After giving birth to Yan'er, I came here to hide in the nunnery to meditate and worship Buddha. I didn't return to the mortal world because I was afraid Su Zizhan would discover my existence and then implicate Yan'er. Then I, as her mother, would truly be..."

"Mother..." Tasting the bitter tears at the corners of her mouth, Fu Yan'er hugged Fu Wan'er tightly and cried bitterly. The crystal tears were like pearls, containing so much understanding of her mother, hatred for Su Shi, and the inexplicable grievances she suffered at Ye Tianqi's hands. Everything flowed out with those tears.

Hearing Fu Yan'er's cries, Fu Wan'er hugged her tightly as if she were holding a lost treasure, murmuring, "My good daughter, Mother missed you so much! Mother was just lying to you; I think of you every single moment!"

Mo Wushang stood outside the door, gazing at the dark night sky, listening to the whispers of mother and daughter inside. She finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the two had truly gotten along well. Lost in thought, she suddenly heard a whooshing sound in the night sky. Mo Wushang's expression shifted, and she stretched out her purple-clad arm. A snow-white carrier pigeon landed on her arm. Holding the pigeon in her hand, she removed the letter tied to her foot and gently stroked the pigeon. The pigeon soared into the dark night sky.

"Master, what is it?" Just then, Fu Yan'er and Fu Wan'er walked over together, looking like twin sisters, and saw the carrier pigeon fly into the night sky. Fu Yan'er asked curiously.

Mo Wushang turned and entered the room, glancing at the two women before smiling, "I just received a letter. Master hasn't read it yet, so what's the message?"

Fu Yan'er said, "Then Master might as well take a look. If it's about something within the sect, Master will know."

Mo Wushang nodded, unfolding the letter in her hand. Neatly written on it were densely packed small characters. Using the sect's unique secret technique, Mo Wushang read through the information contained within the letter, then handed it to Fu Yan'er beside her, saying, "You take a look too."

Fu Yan'er took the letter and glanced at its contents. Each time she read it, her expression shifted slightly, and a hint of jealousy, perhaps imperceptible even to herself, flashed in her eyes. After reading the letter, her expression remained calm except for a slight fluctuation when she saw the news about Ye Tianqi at the beginning. After returning the letter to Mo Wushang, Fu Yan'er asked, "Master, what should we do? Should we agree to Uncle Xiao's request?"

Mo Wushang thought for a moment but didn't answer, instead asking, "Yan'er, do you think we should agree to Uncle Xiao's request?" Fu Yan'er was

taken aback. Although she didn't know why her master had asked her to speak on such an important matter, she still thought for a moment and said, "In my opinion, our Yin Gui Sect is currently showing signs of splitting into two factions. One faction is led by you, Master, and the other is naturally led by Uncle Xiao, who is currently in the Liao Dynasty. If Uncle Xiao is wholeheartedly devoted to our Yin Gui Sect, then it wouldn't be a problem for us to help her. However, you know what Uncle Xiao has done in recent years. She has been ruthlessly attacking those disciples we sent to her side back then..." "We've begun cultivating our own power. Although we still rely on our master for now, everyone can see that if Xiao Chuo continues to develop, there's no guarantee she won't one day break away and become independent. After all, she's now the Empress Dowager of a nation, and even if she takes that step, we can't do anything about it."

Mo Wushang didn't mind Fu Yan'er changing her address of Xiao Chuo from "Shishu" (a term of respect for a senior female disciple) to her given name. She nodded after hearing Fu Yan'er's words and said, "Yan'er is right. Elder Xiao Chuo is showing signs of growing powerful, but knowing our sect's methods of punishing traitors, she won't take that step. Even if she does, we won't suffer any losses. After all, there are no longer any of our Central Plains disciples in the Yin Gui Sect of Liao State; they're just using our name. If Xiao Chuo betrays us, they'll only face our assassination."

"So Master means we agree to Xiao Chuo's request, but if we do that, I'm afraid we'll offend the entire martial arts world of the Song Dynasty, and even the Song court. After all, helping the Liao Dynasty is no small crime," Fu Yan'er said hurriedly, seeing that her master was about to agree to help the Liao Dynasty win the martial arts contest to arrange the marriage.

"Hehe, Master has thought of all this. However, my Yin Gui Sect doesn't have a good reputation in the martial arts world to begin with. It can't be too bad. We are Song people from the Central Plains, so naturally we can't help the Liao. Master, do you think those women from Cihang Jingzhai would be content to remain silent about such an important matter? With their selfless and altruistic attitudes, some of them will inevitably get involved. If we only target the disciples of Jingzhai, given the grudges between our Demonic Sect and Jingzhai, no one in the world can say anything!"

"Master's consideration is indeed thorough. Your disciple admires you!" Fu Yan'er felt a pang of jealousy when she thought of Ye Tianqi, who was already surrounded by beauties and still wanted to marry such a beautiful princess. Even if she couldn't stop him from winning her heart, she would still interfere and cause trouble. After all, he had taken advantage of her and then treated her so coldly.

Mo Wushang was completely unaware of her disciple's changing thoughts. A woman's heart is unfathomable; if Ye Tianqi had known that his fear of the negative consequences of his actions towards Fu Yan'er would lead to such behavior, Fu Yan'er wouldn't have acted so jealously today, and the dramatic scene in the martial arts arena wouldn't have occurred so soon.

Standing to the side, smiling as she watched the master and disciple's conversation, Fu Wan'er felt genuinely gratified by Fu Yan'er's maturity. After all, her daughter's ability to distinguish herself in the Yin Gui Sect, a sect where everything relied on strength, was a testament to her abilities. This ensured that Fu Yan'er could protect herself even in the face of future dangers. These were Fu Wan'er's thoughts, which she naturally didn't reveal.

"Have you finished talking, master and disciple? It's been so long since dark. I imagine you haven't eaten since you arrived. Xiao Sheng has probably already prepared dinner. Let's have a meal together!" Fu Wan'er said, seeing that the two had finished their conversation.

"That girl Xiao Sheng, I wonder how she is doing all these years, but I've never forgotten her cooking skills." Mo Wushang said with a smile.

Just then, a nun in a monk's robe walked in from outside. She looked to be in her thirties, with a pretty face, and was carrying a tray with several small dishes on it.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Mo Wushang immediately smiled and said, "It's just like whoever I was talking about! We were just talking about Xiao Sheng, and now the food is ready. Yan'er, come here and greet this lady. You can call her Aunt Sheng. Although Xiao Sheng and your mother are nominally mistress and servant, they are actually like sisters. She is always by your mother's side, truly loyal."

Fu Yan'er, upon hearing her master's words, quickly bowed to the newcomer and called her Aunt Sheng. The nun hurriedly placed the tray she was carrying on the table and declined, saying, "How could Xiao Sheng dare to be addressed like this by Miss? It's too much of an honor for Xiao Sheng."

Fu Wan'er smiled and said, "Xiao Sheng, we've grown up together for so many years. You've always been by my side. Even sisters might not have the same deep bond as us. Besides, you even held Yan'er in your arms back then. You deserve to be called Aunt Sheng."

"Miss, you..." Xiao Sheng looked at Fu Wan'er with tears in her eyes.

"Xiao Sheng, don't say anything more. Yan'er calling you Aunt Sheng is the most affectionate thing to do. Come on, let's not talk about these things anymore. Senior Sister just praised your cooking skills. Let Senior Sister see how much your cooking skills have improved over the years!" Fu Wan'er pulled Xiao Sheng to sit down.

Perhaps it was because she had gotten used to eating with Fu Wan'er for so many years that she had gradually put aside the etiquette between master and servant, so she sat down as Fu Wan'er made her.

After placing the dishes on the tray on the table and setting out the chopsticks, Xiao Sheng said somewhat shyly, "Miss Mo, there isn't much good food in this Buddhist place. Please make do with these vegetarian dishes and see if they suit your taste!"

Mo Wushang smiled and said, "It's been so many years since I've tasted Xiao Sheng's cooking. I'm sure it has improved a lot since then. It's good to try Xiao Sheng's light cooking after eating those kinds of dishes every day!" As she spoke, she picked up a piece of tender tofu, put it in her mouth, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it. Xiao Sheng said, "Smooth but not greasy, not too salty or bland, just to my liking. I haven't had such flavorful tofu in ages!"

Hearing Mo Wushang's words, Xiao Sheng smiled and said, "Then, Miss Mo, if you'd like to try Xiao Sheng's cooking in the future, you might as well come here more often. It'll be a good opportunity to keep me company... Come on, Miss, you should try some too, and see how Aunt Sheng's cooking is." Xiao Sheng didn't finish her sentence, but everyone could understand the meaning behind her words. She definitely hoped that Mo Wushang and Fu Yan'er could come and keep Fu Wan'er company more often.

Fu Wan'er glared at the talkative Xiao Sheng, but Xiao Sheng just smiled playfully, looking nothing like a woman in her thirties.

Mo Wushang, observing their actions and expressions, chuckled and said, "Hehe, Xiao Sheng's cooking is so good, I want to eat it again after the first time. If I can't eat it again, I'll be heartbroken!"

Xiao Sheng looked gratefully at Mo Wushang. After all, if Mo Wushang frequently visited her mistress, her mistress's mood would be much better. Others might not know, but as Fu Wan'er's maid, she knew all too well. Although so many years had passed, Fu Wan'er still held Su Shi firmly in her heart. Such deep feelings couldn't be forgotten so easily. However, facing Su Shi's heartlessness, the more Fu Wan'er couldn't let go of him, the more painful it became. In Buddhism, one can cut off the three thousand strands of worldly afflictions, but who has the power to sever the threads of love in one's heart? If the sword of wisdom could cut through the threads of love, then it wouldn't be threads of love anymore.

Fu Yan'er was also an extremely intelligent woman. She could hear the deeper meaning in Xiao Sheng's words. She glanced at her mother, who seemed to be fine. It turned out that her mother had been living in pain all along, but she just didn't show her weakness. Thinking that her mother had lived in such torment for twenty years, Fu Yan'er's hatred for Su Shi intensified.

Fu Wan'er seemed unwilling to let everyone's attention focus on her, so while eating her light meal, she looked lovingly at Fu Yan'er and said, "Yan'er, I just heard your master say that when you went to the capital, you went to Su... Su Shi's residence. Can you tell your mother what you went there for?"

Fu Yan'er knew that her actions would definitely be known by her master. She originally thought that Mo Wushang would ask her about it when she returned to the sect, but unexpectedly, Mo Wushang didn't ask her; instead, it was her mother who asked her. So, after thinking for a moment, she replied, "Yan'er just wanted to see what kind of man could be so heartless to her mother. If possible, I will definitely help my mother get justice."

Chapter 201 Mother and Daughter Like Immortals, Exquisite Immortal Body

Fu Wan'er was both moved and anxious, and asked, "Did you see that person? Did he hurt you?"

Fu Yan'er said, "I saw that person, and I even fought with him."

"You were no match for him. I really don't know how you escaped. Didn't your master tell you not to go looking for Su Shi until you've made significant progress in your cultivation? How could you forget your master's words? Luckily you're alright, otherwise how could I explain to your mother?" Mo Wushang said. Fu Yan'er

smiled apologetically and said, "It was my recklessness. I thought that even if my cultivation wasn't enough to defeat Su Shi, I should at least be able to escape. But I didn't expect that person's cultivation to be so unfathomable. I felt like I was facing an insurmountable mountain in front of him."

Mo Wushang looked at Fu Yan'er nervously upon hearing this. Seeing Mo Wushang's expression, Fu Yan'er smiled and said, "Master, don't worry. I've already eliminated that inner demon. It won't have any negative impact on my cultivation."

Hearing Fu Yan'er say this, Mo Wushang breathed a sigh of relief. Fu Yan'er was her beloved disciple and the one in the sect most likely to surpass her and achieve greater success. She didn't want to leave any shadow in Fu Yan'er's heart, causing her to stagnate. Mo Wushang, remembering that Fu Yan'er had been missing for some time and they hadn't been able to find out what had happened during that time, seized the opportunity to ask, "Yan'er, you disappeared for half a month after you went to the Su residence. What exactly happened during that time?"

Fu Yan'er's face showed a hint of unease upon hearing Mo Wushang's question, clearly thinking about all that had happened to her during those two weeks. Originally, she didn't want to talk about those two weeks, wanting to keep them to herself forever. However, seeing Mo Wushang and Fu Wan'er looking at her with concern, it was obvious that both of them really wanted to know what had happened during those two weeks. Fu Yan'er thought for a moment and decided it would be best to let her two elders know some things, so she recounted the things she could say.

After hearing Fu Yan'er's words, tears welled up in Fu Wan'er's eyes as she said, "I never imagined Su Shi could be so heartless, so cruel to his own daughter. Even a tiger wouldn't eat its own cub!"

Seeing Fu Wan'er reminiscing about her painful past, Mo Wushang said, "Junior Sister, you're being too absolute. Didn't Yan'er just say that Su Shi ultimately let her go? If he were truly as heartless as you say, then even if Yan'er hadn't been injured, she wouldn't have been able to escape from Su Shi's clutches."

Fu Wan'er understood these truths, but the thought of Su Shi harming her and then their child naturally brought her grief, making her lament understandable. However, she still said, "Even so, if Yan'er hadn't been rescued, then..."

Mo Wushang fell silent.

Seeing the worried expressions on their faces, and knowing that Ye Tianqi and Shi Feixuan had just saved her, Fu Yan'er quickly changed the subject, saying, "Mother, Master, look at you, Yan'er is fine. I knew Yan'er wouldn't say anything, making you all so worried."

Mo Wushang then realized that Fu Yan'er hadn't yet revealed who had saved her, but judging from Fu Yan'er's expression, it was clear that her earlier worries were related to this matter. Since Fu Yan'er was intentionally keeping quiet, they wouldn't press her. They would only suggest that Fu Wan'er ask when they were alone, figuring that Fu Wan'er, as her closest mother, could likely find out from Fu Yan'er. So, they didn't ask, but gave Fu Wan'er a meaningful look. Fu Wan'er understood Mo Wushang's meaning, and considering that Fu Yan'er's words had clearly been altered, some things needed to be asked directly to find out the truth. Her daughter was growing up; perhaps there were things she was embarrassed to say in front of others.

After dinner, Xiao Sheng tidied up her things. Mo Wushang and Fu Wan'er exchanged a few more words. Mo Wushang then stood up and said to Fu Yan'er, "Yan'er, you just recognized your mother today. Why don't you sleep with your junior sister tonight? It'll be good for you to have a proper talk with your mother!"

Fu Yan'er nodded. Fu Wan'er then said to Xiao Sheng, "Xiao Sheng, will you take your senior sister to the guest room to rest?"

Watching Mo Wushang's graceful figure disappear through the door, Fu Wan'er took Fu Yan'er's smooth, delicate hand and led her to the bedroom. Once inside, Fu Wan'er had Fu Yan'er sit on the edge of the bed, closed the door, and fetched a brand-new brocade quilt. Spread out on the bed, she smiled and said to Fu Yan'er, "Yan'er, come, let's go to the bed and talk to your mother."

Fu Yan'er stood by the bed, slowly taking off her embroidered shoes. With a gentle tug on the ribbon at her waist, her palace veil slowly fell away, revealing her crystal-clear jade-like body. She wore only a plain white embroidered bodice and thin gauze underpants. Although she was facing her mother, Fu Yan'er still felt incredibly shy. She quickly climbed onto the bed, burrowing into the new brocade quilt, hiding her exquisite body within, leaving only her pretty face and long black hair exposed. Fu Wan'er simply smiled at Fu Yan'er's shyness, then removed her monk's robe, revealing a body that was no less beautiful than Fu Yan'er's, but even more mature and alluring.

Fu Yan'er clearly saw that Fu Wan'er's breasts were much rounder and fuller than her own, and even her buttocks under her underpants were more pert and firm. She was truly a peerless beauty. She even found it hard to understand why Su Shi would abandon her mother, given her unparalleled beauty and captivating charm.

Her mind raced with wild thoughts, even wondering if Ye Tianqi had rejected her because her breasts weren't firm enough and her buttocks weren't round enough. But from what she had observed of Ye Tianqi's women, very few had figures truly superior to hers! She couldn't possibly be ranked last. Did she lack any attraction for Ye Tianqi?

Seeing Fu Yan'er staring blankly at her, seemingly lost in thought, Fu Wan'er walked to the bedside, lifted the quilt, and slipped inside. Fu Yan'er was startled awake by Fu Wan'er's actions. Thinking about her earlier ramblings, she inwardly berated herself. She had clearly decided not to think about Ye Tianqi, yet she couldn't help but think of him again. Had she truly been bewitched by him, or was she simply shamelessly infatuated?

"Yan'er, what are you thinking about? Why aren't you talking to your mother?" Fu Wan'er and Fu Yan'er lay side by side; if one didn't know they were mother and daughter, one would mistake them for sisters!

"Mother, Yan'er wasn't thinking about anything!" Fu Yan'er quickly replied, but her voice betrayed a guilty conscience.

Fu Wan'er smiled and didn't press further. She said, "Yan'er, Mother has some questions for you. I wonder if you can tell Mother?"

Fu Yan'er smiled and said, "Mother, look at what you're saying. I'm your daughter, what can't I tell you? Just ask, and I'll tell you whatever I know."

Fu Wan'er said, "Then Mother will ask. When you were telling me about what happened during the time you were missing, you said you were rescued. Can you tell me who rescued you? Also, I heard from your master that you've been troubled these past few days, which is why you fainted from anxiety because of what Mother said. Can you tell Mother what's on your mind? Perhaps Mother can give you some advice?"

Fu Yan'er hadn't expected her mother to ask her these questions, but how could she possibly answer them? If she told her mother she had fallen for a man but didn't know if he truly loved her, and that she had seen him with another woman and stormed off without saying goodbye, would her mother laugh at her?

Fu Wan'er had been observing Fu Yan'er's changing expressions. Seeing the dramatic shift in her expression, she knew something was wrong, and Fu Yan'er's confused look suggested it was about matters of the heart.

Thinking about this, Fu Wan'er understood Fu Yan'er's behavior. As a young woman experiencing her first love, matters of the heart were probably her most sensitive topic. Even mothers and daughters sometimes hesitated to discuss such matters, especially with Mo Wu Chang and Xiao Sheng present. No wonder she hesitated and skipped crucial points; her daughter was also facing relationship problems. Even the strongest woman loses her strength when faced with love; in the face of love, she was just a vulnerable woman, easily hurt by the slightest setback.

Gently stroking Fu Yan'er's smooth, dark hair, she said, "Yan'er, is there something you're embarrassed to tell your mother? Actually, even if you don't say it, I can roughly guess. Is it because you've fallen for the person who saved you?"

Fu Yan'er was slightly taken aback, her face immediately turning red with embarrassment. She hadn't expected her mother to guess her thoughts. Hearing Fu Wan'er's words, she nodded gently. If Fu Wan'er hadn't been paying close attention to Fu Yan'er's actions, she probably wouldn't have even noticed Fu Yan'er's nod.

Seeing Fu Yan'er's shy expression, Fu Wan'er thought to herself, "As expected," and a trace of worry rose in her heart. She didn't want her daughter to have chosen the wrong person, lest she follow in her own footsteps. So, when Fu Yan'er admitted it, Fu Wan'er's heart tightened. Then she asked, "So, does that mean that person doesn't like you?"

Fu Yan'er's face was filled with confusion. She herself was asking herself if she really knew Ye Tianqi's feelings for her. Was he in love with her or indifferent? If he was indifferent, then how could she explain the intimate contact and teasing behavior Ye Tianqi had shown her in the past half month?

But if he was in love with her, then why would he be willing to do such shameful things with a woman he had only met once (Lu Wanshuang)? Even when it came to healing his wounds, he would come to her. Wasn't her intention obvious? She had let him tease her so much; would she really refuse to help him heal his wounds? Yet Ye Tianqi had deliberately avoided touching her. How could she not overthink things? How could she know Ye Tianqi's feelings for her? There was a hint of fear mixed in with his affection. After all, in Ye Tianqi's mind, women of the Yin Gui Sect were masters of manipulation, capable of playing all sorts of tricks even in matters of the heart. That's why he hasn't taken their relationship further with Fu Yan'er. If Fu Yan'er knew that Ye Tianqi's aloofness stemmed from her sect and the reason for her surprise attack on him during their second meeting, she wondered what her reaction would be.

Seeing the confused look on Fu Yan'er's face, Fu Wan'er couldn't help but sigh. Her daughter was so fussy without even knowing if the other person liked her. What kind of man could make such an outstanding woman like her so infatuated, yet leave this girl completely bewildered about his feelings? Was this man a master at deceiving women's emotions? If Ye Tianqi knew that Fu Wan'er considered him a master at deceiving women's emotions, she wondered what he would think. One could only imagine his expression would be priceless!

Fu Yan'er pondered for a long time but still couldn't be sure what Ye Tianqi's feelings for her were. She could only say softly, "I don't know if he likes me or not."

Seeing Fu Yan'er's anxious and uncertain appearance, Fu Wan'er was shocked. Perhaps Fu Yan'er herself didn't realize that her tone of voice revealed that she had already fallen deeply in love with Ye Tianqi. However, Fu Wan'er, who had already experienced love, was a clear-headed person. She sighed inwardly, wondering what kind of man could make Fu Yan'er so moved in just half a month. But she couldn't ignore her daughter's current situation. So she reached out and pulled Fu Yan'er into her arms, whispering, "It's alright if you don't understand. Isn't it said that those involved are often confused, while bystanders see clearly? Tell your mother about your relationship. Your mother has been through this before; she'll surely be able to tell!"

Chapter 202: Mother and Daughter's Heart-to-Heart Talk, Leader of the Demonic Sect.

Fu Yan'er's eyes lit up, but she wondered if she should reveal the shameful things that had happened between her and Ye Tianqi. How could a young woman like her bring herself to say such things? But what if her mother's judgment was wrong if she didn't tell her these important matters? For a moment, Fu Yan'er hesitated.

Fu Wan'er, being experienced, although not knowing the extent of their relationship, could guess from Fu Yan'er's demeanor that they must have had some intimate contact; otherwise, Fu Yan'er wouldn't be so shy and timid. She

secretly vowed that if this man had truly taken advantage of her daughter and didn't want to take responsibility, she would definitely not let him go. However, the key now was to get information about this man from Fu Yan'er, so she said, "What, are you shy? We're the closest of friends, what can't you say to your mother?"

Fu Yan'er nodded, suppressing her shyness, and recounted how she had given Ye Tianqi her first kiss and her underwear from their first meeting to their second. Even Fu Wan'er felt embarrassed for Fu Yan'er as she shyly recounted these events. This girl was truly shameless, giving her first kiss and such intimate items to a man she had only met once! Even if she was trying to harm someone else, she didn't need to drag herself into it! However, Fu Wan'er still reasoned that her daughter probably already had feelings for him. Fu Yan'er continued, recounting how Ye Tianqi had treated her half-naked, and detailing their interactions over the past two weeks.

After listening, Fu Wan'er had a general idea of what was going on. No wonder her daughter was so infatuated with this man. It was easy to understand: when a woman is half-naked while a man heals her wounds, and she already had feelings for him, plus half a month to cultivate those feelings, then unless she was heartless, she would inevitably fall for him. Moreover, this man named Ye Tianqi had occasionally shown some subtle intimacy with her daughter, which only fueled her infatuation.

It could be said that the reason her daughter had retained her virginity was because, for some reason, the man hadn't taken any further action. Although she was basically certain he wasn't the kind of man who toyed with women's feelings, Fu Wan'er finally felt relieved. However, thinking about the information her daughter had revealed—that Ye Tianqi had several women around him who seemed even more attractive than her daughter—she

couldn't understand why Ye Tianqi was so aloof towards her daughter. She herself didn't believe her daughter lacked charm.

Fu Yan'er, suppressing her shyness, recounted her entire story with Ye Tianqi, waiting for her mother's analysis. However, seeing the puzzled look on her mother's face, she said with some disappointment, "Mother, does he not have feelings for his daughter?"

Hearing Fu Yan'er's disheartened words, Fu Wan'er laughed, "Silly girl, don't forget you are your mother's daughter. You are so beautiful, any man would be attracted to you, especially since that Ye Tianqi you mentioned seems to be a womanizer."

"But...but..." Fu Yan'er stammered, and crystal tears immediately rolled down her cheeks.

Fu Wan'er sighed softly, gently wiping away the glistening tears, and comforted her, "Silly daughter, don't worry. Mother can guarantee that as long as you don't give up, you'll eventually win over Ye Tianqi. Besides, he already has some feelings for you. I think there might be other reasons why he hasn't taken things further with you. It has nothing to do with him not liking you. Maybe it's your family background, your social standing, or something else entirely. There are many possibilities."

Unexpectedly, Fu Yan'er suddenly stopped sobbing upon hearing Fu Wan'er's words, as if she had thought of something, muttering something unintelligible.

Noticing Fu Yan'er's change, Fu Wan'er stroked her smooth hair and asked, "What's wrong? Did you think of something?"

Fu Yan'er nodded and said, "I did, but now that I know the reason, I won't give up. But before that, I'm still going to cause him some trouble. It's his fault for making me so confused." Seeing her

daughter finally show a genuine smile, Fu Wan'er didn't ask what she had figured out. As long as she had come to her senses, that was enough. Thinking that so much time had passed in the blink of an eye during their conversation, Fu Wan'er said to Fu Yan'er, "Yan'er, let's rest, it's getting late."

Fu Yan'er nodded, pulled the blanket around herself, found a comfortable position in Fu Wan'er's arms, and slowly drifted off to sleep. Seeing the smile on her daughter's lips nestled in her arms, Fu Wan'er felt immense comfort and also gradually fell asleep.

The next morning, Fu Yan'er got up early, washed and dressed, and walked out of her room with a beaming smile, showing no trace of the worry she had felt the day before. Seeing this, Mo Wushang knew that Fu Wan'er must have had a heart-to-heart talk with Fu Yan'er last night and completely resolved Fu Yan'er's inner conflict. The worry that had been weighing on Fu Yan'er's mind finally subsided. Greeting the smiling Fu Yan'er, Mo Wushang asked, "Yan'er, where is your mother?"

Fu Yan'er replied with a smile, "Mother is washing up; she should be out soon!"

Mo Wushang thought of Fu Wan'er, whose long black hair had been cut short, yet whose affections seemed undiminished. Being alone here must be quite lonely for her. If she didn't have business to attend to, she would have liked to stay a few days to have a good talk with Fu Wan'er and offer her some guidance. However, it seemed there was no opportunity now; she would have to wait until later.

During breakfast, Mo Wushang mentioned leaving. Fu Wan'er, having finally reunited with her daughter, naturally wanted to cultivate a closer relationship. Now that Mo Wushang was leaving, she was extremely reluctant to part with her. Mo Wushang smiled and said, "Junior sister, you don't need to be so reluctant. I didn't say I had to take Yan'er with me when I left. You and your daughter can spend a few days together, as long as Yan'er gets to the capital before that matter begins."

Hearing Mo Wushang's words, Fu Yan'er smiled and said to Mo Wushang, "Thank you, Master."

"Silly girl, what are you thanking me for? I'm not an unreasonable person. If I insisted on taking you with me, wouldn't you be resentful to death?" Mo Wushang joked.

"Senior sister, look at what you're saying. It's all thanks to your guidance that Yan'er is who she is today. Although I gave birth to her, I haven't fulfilled my duties as a mother. Instead, you've worked so hard for her all these years. I really don't know how to thank you." Fu Wan'er said.

"We are fellow disciples. I like Yan'er. I won't say anything about you giving me such a good disciple. You and your daughter can have a good time together. Yan'er has been by my side for so many years. I won't miss her." Mo Wushang smiled.

Watching Mo Wushang's figure gradually disappear into the distance, Fu Wan'er said to Fu Yan'er, "Yan'er, let's go back. Let's nurture our relationship. You'll be leaving again in a few days, Mother..."

In an ancient courtyard, a robust, strikingly handsome middle-aged man stood in a small pavilion, his hands behind his back, staring at the stream flowing below, as if gazing at some rare treasure, standing there like an ancient being. After an unknown amount of time, a smile seemed to spread across the man's lips. The smile that appeared on his face seemed to brighten the entire world. Even the most beautiful woman's captivating smile could not compare to the man's smile, which was like a Buddha's gentle smile.

The man moved, and the entire world seemed to rotate with him. The man's face was revealed; it was none other than Feng Wuji, the number one master of the demonic path.

A man stood respectfully in the pavilion, gazing with admiration and reverence at the lost-in-thought Feng Wuji. This man was Lu Yuankun, Feng Wuji's eldest disciple. His cultivation had been passed down to many of Feng Wuji's true skills, but he was known for his cruelty and bloodthirstiness, earning him a notorious reputation in the martial world. If it weren't for his own high level of cultivation, making him a formidable opponent among the younger generation, and having such a powerful master as Feng Wuji as his backer, which meant that older, more experienced figures could only watch helplessly as he ran rampant, his crimes would likely warrant being killed ten times over.

This time, Lu Yuankun had received some extremely exciting news through secret channels. After confirming its authenticity, he immediately came to pay his respects to Feng Wuji, intending to share the information with his master.

Upon seeing Feng Wuji turn around, Lu Yuankun respectfully stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Disciple Yuankun greets Master. Master, are you well?"

Feng Wuji glanced at Lu Yuankun, sat down beside him, and said, "Get up. What brings you to see your master in such a hurry? Have you once again committed evil deeds in the martial world, damaging our sect's reputation and provoking someone you can't afford to offend to deal with you?" "

How dare I damage our sect's reputation? Master's name is renowned throughout the martial world. Who would dare to disregard Master's existence? As the saying goes, even when beating a dog, one must consider its owner. Although I have done some bad things, I haven't yet incurred the wrath of heaven and the resentment of men. Those old bastards will be intimidated by Master's prestige and dare not make things difficult for me," Lu Yuankun said respectfully, flattering Feng Wuji.

Although he knew his disciple's habits, everyone loves to hear kind words, and Feng Wuji was no exception. He initially disliked his disciple's actions, but after hearing Lu Yuankun's words, he nodded slightly, seemingly agreeing with Lu Yuankun's assessment. However, if Feng Wuji could be easily swayed by a few kind words, then his title as one of the Four Grandmasters would be meaningless.

Sitting leisurely in the pavilion, Feng Wuji addressed the kneeling Lu Yuankun: "It's best if you weren't forced to hide here. If you were, I wouldn't wait for anyone else; I would have killed you with a single blow to save face for our sect."

"Master is right. I will never tarnish the sect's reputation while traveling the martial world," Lu Yuankun hurriedly replied.

"Hmm, get up. Speak, what brings you here?" Feng Wuji asked.

Lu Yuankun then stood up and looked around, saying, "Master, where is Junior Sister?"

Hearing Lu Yuankun's words, Feng Wuji chuckled and said, "Just say what you have to say. Given how fiercely you've fought, and the fact that I agreed to let your junior sister roam the martial world, I don't believe you wouldn't know about her. Is there any news about her? Speak freely."

Despite his master's words, Lu Yuankun showed no surprise. Clearly, he already knew his tricks wouldn't fool Feng Wuji, which was why he said those things. His real purpose was to make Feng Wuji see through his intentions; otherwise, he wouldn't know what to say next.

“Master, you are so discerning. No matter what tricks I try to pull, I cannot hide them from your discerning eyes. I have indeed learned something about my junior sister's recent situation, but it is of great importance, which is why I have rushed here to see you.” Lu Yuankun said,

“Oh, isn’t Wan Shuang at Su Shi’s residence? Not long ago, there was news that Su Shi’s disciple, Qin Guan, even got into a fight with a man named Ye Tianqi over Wan Shuang. Could it be that something has happened again?” Feng Wuji, who was cultivating in seclusion here almost in isolation from the world, was still able to know some of Lu Wan Shuang’s recent situation. As a sect among the demonic sects, the Evil Extreme Sect naturally had its unique characteristics.

Hearing Feng Wuji's words, Lu Yuankun suppressed his inner joy, not letting it show on his face. Feng Wuji's words implied that the information he had received was actually something Feng Wuji hadn't yet obtained. If Feng Wuji knew the contents of this information, his junior sister, who was greatly favored by their master, would likely be in trouble. Even if their master didn't do anything to her, at least the master wouldn't consider her for the next sect leader position of the Evil Extreme Sect. This greatly increased his chances of becoming sect leader himself. Moreover, if he told his master about Lu Wanshuang, his master would definitely look at him differently. Thinking of all these benefits, even though Lu Yuankun's cultivation had reached a certain level, he was still incredibly excited.

Chapter 203 Peeping at the Bathing, Taking liberties with the Martial Uncle

"Master, you are well aware that the three of us, my fellow disciples and I, are very careful about each other's whereabouts in our struggle for the next sect leader position. The day before yesterday, I received some news about Junior Sister Wan Shuang. I found it unbelievable, so I would like to ask Master to investigate."

"Tell me about it," Feng Wuji said with an unchanged expression

. "Yes, as far as I know, Junior Sister Wan Shuang has been staying at the Su residence in the capital. She was indeed very close to Qin Guan, a disciple of Su Shi. However, just a few days ago, Junior Sister suddenly disappeared from the Su residence. When news of Junior Sister came again, she was with Ye Tianqi. Moreover, it seemed that she was extremely intimate with Ye Tianqi. And it is said that... it is said that..." Lu Yuankun hesitated and did not continue.

Feng Wuji said, "According to what the sect says, just speak your mind. As long as it's not something you made up, Master will definitely not blame you."

"It is said that Junior Sister has lost her virginity, and it is obvious that she has a closer relationship with Ye Tianqi." Lu Yuankun said, then lowered his head without looking at Feng Wuji's reaction, but occasionally glanced at Feng Wuji out of the corner of his eye.

Upon hearing this, Feng Wuji's expression shifted slightly, a smile playing on his lips. "I didn't expect Wan Shuang to be captivated by that boy. These past few days, Ye Tianqi has been making waves; everyone knows his name, the whole world is buzzing about him. Even I, his teacher, have to know him. I'd like to see what this kid has that can make Wan Shuang fall for him. Yuan Kun, come with me to the capital!"

"Yes," Lu Yuan Kun replied expressionlessly, though inwardly he was overjoyed. Feng Wuji could go to the capital alone, but he specifically asked him to accompany him. Lu Yuan Kun knew that Feng Wuji intended to train him, and how could he not be excited?

Night had fallen. Ye Tianqi quietly pushed open the door and glanced at Yan Yue, who was fast asleep after his wanton advances, a smile playing on his lips.

Closing the door, Ye Tianqi drifted towards a room like a phantom.

Just as he reached the garden, he heard a voice as beautiful as heavenly music. Ye Tianqi immediately stopped and looked in the direction of the sound, and what he saw left him stunned!

Amidst a sea of flowers, two tall, slender figures in white were chatting and laughing in the garden. Their beauty was captivating in the night breeze. The elegant and graceful Fu Qingqing's white robe fluttered in the wind, giving her a relaxed and carefree air. Her beautiful features seemed to be born from the essence of heaven and earth, with delicate eyebrows like spring mountains and eyes like autumn waters, revealing a noble and dignified temperament, like a goddess descending from heaven to earth, transforming the dark forest into a beautiful and enchanting place.

Her flowing, jet-black hair, cascading over her shoulders, made her bright, intelligent eyes even more irresistible. Her pearly white teeth, like two rows of sparkling jade, were captivating. She possessed a natural, unpretentious beauty, like a lotus rising from clear water. Her graceful figure, accentuated by a snow-white dress, and her exquisitely beautiful face with its delicate features, exuded a captivating charm. Her long, black hair cascaded like two small waterfalls over her chiseled shoulders, making her exceptionally beautiful. The simple attire further highlighted her outstanding features. Her deep, unfathomable eyes, like the rising sun in the morning glow, maintained a mysterious and serene tranquility.

As if born from the very essence of heaven and earth, her appearance, voice, demeanor, and temperament all radiated a noble air that inspired awe and reverence. Her

brows were like delicate spring mountains, her eyes like autumn waters, revealing a noble and dignified aura, like a goddess descended from heaven. Besides her original dignified beauty, she now possessed a mature and alluring charm, and the curves of her waist as she breathed were breathtaking, making one want to look again and again.

Standing beside her was Shi Feixuan, who was no less beautiful than Fu Qingqing. With fair skin, willow-leaf eyebrows, bright eyes, and a slender yet well-proportioned figure, she was truly a peerless beauty of the same caliber as Fu Qingqing.

"Uncle-Master, it's getting late. You should bathe and rest!"

Shi Feixuan said, stopping her conversation with Fu Qingqing as the sky was getting dark.

Fu Qingqing nodded and said, "Feixuan, you've been so busy these past few days, you need to rest too. Also, you need to keep an eye on Tianqi. The martial arts competition is about to begin, so make sure he has time to rest and recuperate."

Shi Feixuan knew exactly what Fu Qingqing meant; she was simply asking her to keep an eye on Ye Tianqi and prevent him from wasting too much energy on sexual pleasures during this period.

A slight blush spread across her face as Shi Feixuan smiled and said, "Uncle-Master, my husband is healing his injuries, that's why..."

Fu Qingqing interrupted Shi Feixuan, saying, "Never mind, just pretend I didn't say anything. You should go back and rest too."

Shi Feixuan nodded, watching Fu Qingqing return to her room, and smiled slightly as she walked towards her own.

After both women returned to their rooms, Ye Tianqi, who had been hiding in the shadows, emerged, a slight smile playing on his lips.

His gaze fell on the room that reflected a tall, slender figure, and he whispered, "Sister Fu, you'd better not take a bath, or I might... hehe!"

Fu Qingqing returned to her room and sighed softly. Seeing that Ye Tianqi was now like an adult, and had so many beautiful wives and concubines, she felt a slight sense of loss. Moreover, Ye Tianqi had harmed several maids' health while healing his injuries, which greatly displeased Fu Qingqing. However, since even Shi Feixuan hadn't said anything, she naturally had nothing to say.

She walked quietly to the bathtub prepared by the servants. The steam rising from the tub created a misty atmosphere.

The flickering light made the dimly lit room seem incredibly alluring. Fu Qingqing reached for her waist and gently tugged at the ribbon at her waist.

Her clothes fell away one by one, until only a bodice and underpants covered her body. Her mature figure was exquisitely curvaceous,

with firm yet soft curves that seemed almost too beautiful to touch. The high, embroidered bodice suggested that her smooth, jade-like breasts, like two delicate flower buds about to bloom, trembled and swayed proudly against her snow-white, jade-like skin. At the peaks of her sacred, pert breasts, there must have been a pair of delicate, alluring, and adorable blushes, shyly and proudly erect. Beside those petite, adorable, and still-childlike breasts, there must have been a delicate, rosy areola, alluring and lovely, like a halo around the moon. Her slender, supple waist, easily encircled by a hand, evoked a tender, almost irresistible urge to embrace and cherish her.

Fu Qingqing gently draped her removed clothes on the nearby hanger, unaware that a pair of eyes were fixed on her body from outside the room.

She walked to the bathtub, extending her smooth, jade-like hand to test the water temperature. The warm water moistened her delicate hand.

Feeling the water was just right, Fu Qingqing slowly pulled down the underpants covering her snow-white, plump buttocks, revealing two long, jade-like thighs, sculpted like ivory.

Her lower abdomen was smooth and white, soft and supple, with a slight bulge between her slender, white, and plump buttocks, revealing a vibrant, smooth, and tightly closed crevice, concealing a glimpse of spring within.

A pair of snow-white, perfectly rounded, smooth, and beautifully long legs. The inner thighs, delicate and smooth like jade, were almost translucent, with a faint blue vein visible, connecting gracefully to her slender, slender waist.

Ye Tianqi was stunned by Fu Qingqing's stunning figure, his gaze drifting towards the mysterious area between her long, jade-like legs, but he could only see two crescent-shaped buttocks and a pink back. Her

long, black hair cascaded over her rounded shoulders, making her look incredibly alluring from behind.

Her legs were slightly raised, and the pull of her long, jade-like legs caused one buttock to part slightly, revealing a deep cleft. Her white, jade-like buttocks were slightly raised, but unfortunately, the allure between her thighs remained hidden.

Fu Qingqing submerged herself in the bathtub, the warm water enveloping her flawless, crystalline body. She let out a soft moan of comfort.

Ye Tianqi was engrossed in watching when he heard the sound of water. A jade-like leg, glistening with water droplets, draped over the edge of the bathtub. Ye Tianqi's gaze followed the leg. In

the water, Fu Qingqing was graceful and alluring, her beauty captivating. Her hair was wet and flowing over her shoulders, and her bare, jade-white, slender feet danced gracefully. Her skin was incredibly white, like a piece of warm, lustrous jade, without a single flaw, or like clear spring water, pure and untouched by worldly dust.

It was a breathtaking beauty; every gesture, every step, every glance, every turn of her head was exquisitely beautiful, captivating and unforgettable. Yet, her ethereal气质 made one feel that this woman belonged only in the heavens, rarely seen in the mortal realm. If she were to descend to earth, she would be nothing more than an illusion; mortals would dare not easily cross that line. Her arms were as white as feathers, slender and graceful. With her white wrists and delicate hands, every movement in the water was full of captivating rhythm. Her waist was unbelievably slender, easily encircled, supple and boneless; every turn was an unparalleled display of charm. Her long, perfectly proportioned legs, raised high, drew graceful and mesmerizing arcs with every movement. She had phoenix eyes, willow-leaf eyebrows, a delicate nose, and cherry-like lips; her noble beauty was subtly alluring, her captivating grace tinged with a hint of bewitching allure.

Ye Tianqi was so mesmerized that he inadvertently exerted a slight force on his hand, and with a creak, the door opened.

Ye Tianqi froze, and Fu Qingqing, who was also lost in her own world, was startled awake. When she realized that it was Ye Tianqi standing dumbfounded at the door, Fu Qingqing first breathed a sigh of relief, then blushed shyly. She quickly grabbed the clothes she had just taken off from the side, twirled lightly in the air, splashing water droplets. In the flickering light, Fu Qingqing, still wearing her outer garment, stood behind the bathtub, facing Ye Tianqi across the tub.

Sensing Ye Tianqi's murderous gaze, Fu Qingqing trembled slightly. Taking advantage of Ye Tianqi's distraction, she quickly put on her undergarments, then let out a long sigh of relief.

By this time, Ye Tianqi had also come to his senses. Since he had been discovered, Ye Tianqi also breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he had spied on people bathing before. Seeing Fu Qingqing's flushed face and angry eyes staring at him,

Ye Tianqi smiled but didn't look at her. Instead, he stared at the wet clothes wrapped around Fu Qingqing's body.

Her chest was wet, and her two nipples were blurry under the light, a hint of white cleavage slightly revealed, quite alluring.

"You brat, what are you looking at? Get out of here!"

Ye Tianqi chuckled and said, "Sister Fu, I missed you so much!"

With that, Ye Tianqi ran towards Fu Qingqing with a mischievous grin.

Fu Qingqing was stunned, and before she could react, Ye Tianqi had her embraced.

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The beautiful and elegant fairy Fu Qingqing was naturally pure, so she did not want others to touch her clothes. Therefore, her outer robe, undergarment, and trousers were all handmade, and she preferred pure white.

At this moment, Fu Qingqing was suddenly embraced by Ye Tianqi, and her small hands trembled slightly. Her long robe slipped out of her grasp, and the silky long robe slid down her smooth skin. The clothes were squeezed between their tightly pressed bodies, barely covering Fu Qingqing's lower body.

Half-naked, her bare back as smooth as porcelain, her delicate, snow-white hands, her slender, petite waist seemingly too delicate to be grasped, her full breasts, two rosy nipples faintly visible, occasionally peeking out from the edge of her damp bodice, her firm, snow-white breasts appearing and disappearing.

Elegant and beautiful flowers were embroidered on her white silk underpants, and thanks to the well-tailored cut, the most alluring curves of her thighs were fully revealed, the semi-transparent silk fabric allowing a slight glimpse of the mysterious white light beneath. However, none of this was visible to Ye Tianqi, who was

embracing Fu Qingqing. Feeling the coolness on her exposed skin, Fu Qingqing regained her senses slightly and realized she was being held by Ye Tianqi, her clothes disheveled and half-naked. She quickly covered her chest with her hands, her pretty face flushed crimson, and lowered her shy, helpless expression, saying, "Qi'er, let me go, I'm your martial uncle!"

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