【Frosty Sword Shadow】(2.11~2)

Volume 2,
Chapter 11: Hidden Love -
Xia Shanrou dressed impeccably early in the morning. She wore no makeup, yet her natural beauty was captivating
; a simple white dress perfectly accentuated her alluring figure.
Wan Tianyang was still fast asleep. Xia Shanrou kissed him before leaving home to buy breakfast.
Beijing is a large city, larger than Hong Kong combined. It is the capital of China
, located in the north. With the Lunar New Year approaching, snow was falling, and the streets were bustling with people.
Xia Shanrou prepared a sumptuous breakfast for her husband, including his favorite Dongtang fried noodles and osmanthus fish porridge, with
red bean paste for dessert.
In the bustling city, Xia Shanrou suddenly felt a pair of malevolent eyes watching her, making her extremely uncomfortable
. Who would dare to lay a hand on her here?
The Jing Sect was only a hundred miles away, and she was the great-great-granddaughter of the current sect leader. Her position was extremely important, and her husband
was the renowned Tianfu stage cultivator Wan Tianyang. Moreover, she herself was a Yuantian stage cultivator. Who would
covet her?
She walked cautiously step by step, and the owner of those malevolent eyes gradually approached...
When a hand landed on her fragrant shoulder, she immediately turned around and threw a punch, shouting, "You audacious thief!
"
"Thump!" The punch landed hard on a man's face.
"Oh! Shanrou, it's me! What are you doing?"
The man lying on the ground looked to be in his thirties, but he was actually only in his twenties. He
had a mature appearance, and a sense of vicissitude emanated from his brows, making him seem older than his thirties.
"Ziyan? What are you doing here?"
"Come back for the New Year, huh? Ouch, that hurts! You're still so strong!"
Xia Shanrou stuck out her tongue, extended her delicate hand, and said, "Sorry, I thought someone was following me,
so I raised the police level."
Ziyan, whose full name is Song Ziyan, is Xia Shanrou's old classmate and friend. The two have known each other for over ten years, attending
elementary school, middle school, and high school together. He once liked her, but at the time, they were both focused
on cultivation and studies and had no time for romance, so they missed their chance to fall in love. After graduating, Xia
Shanrou immediately fell in love with Wan Tianyang, and the two quickly got married, which Song Ziyan has always regretted.
Song Ziyan reached out and took her hand. He felt her hand was soft and boneless, smooth to the touch, and for a moment
he was lost in thought.
"Ziyan? Ziyan." Xia Shanrou saw him standing there motionless and waved her hand in front of him.
"Oh...hahahaha, it's been so many years, you've become even more beautiful and mature."
"Ugh, so glib." She said she hated it, but actually she felt sweet inside. What woman doesn't like
being praised?
"I'm telling the truth, I swear."
"Okay, okay, no need to swear so seriously. Let's go home, my husband should be awake by now,
it's not good for him to go hungry."
Jealousy, that Wan Tianyang stole his woman, he remembered that grudge.
Xia Shanrou took Song Ziyan home, chatting and laughing all the way. They also discussed the recent situation in China, both
feeling that the matter was not so simple.
Soon, Xia Shanrou arrived home. As she entered, she called out loudly, "Honey, I'm home! Look what I bought
for you!"
Wan Tianyang greeted his wife with sleepy eyes, hugging and kissing her.
"Hey, have you brushed your teeth?"
"Not yet, give me a kiss first."
"No, there are people here."
"Oh, really?"
Only then did Wan Tianyang notice Song Ziyan's presence. He reached out and shook hands with Song Ziyan.
"Hello, I'm Shanrou's husband, Wan Tianyang."
"Song Ziyan." A brief introduction.
"Ah, you're Shanrou's old classmate and friend, nice to meet you."
"You're welcome."
Seeing the two getting along so politely, Xia Shanrou urged them to go into the living room, while she told Wan Tianyang to brush his teeth and wash
his face.
Seeing the intimate relationship between Wan Tianyang and Xia Shanrou, Song Ziyan harbored ill intentions, thinking about how to break up this
loving couple and then snatch Xia Shanrou away!
However, he didn't know Wan Tianyang very well, but Xia Shanrou had often praised Wan Tianyang in front of him,
most importantly, he wasn't a womanizer. She had heard that Wan Tianyang's first love was Xia Shanrou, and he hadn't met any other
girls before that.
This was Xia Shanrou's one-sided account. Song Ziyan didn't believe a man could have never known other women; at least,
he hadn't. Song Ziyan had two previous relationships, both with daughters of ordinary wealthy men
, who were easy to win over. Cultivators were practically gods to ordinary people, absolutely controlling
the fate of mortals.
Therefore, Song Ziyan was no longer a virgin. However, ordinary women held no appeal for him;
he only treated them as playthings, discarding them once he had them.
Xia Shanrou, only this woman truly captivated him. Every smile and frown of hers was so charming, so natural. Only this
kind of woman had real appeal.
The three of them were chatting idly, saying things that didn't make sense. Song Ziyan was completely focused on Xia Shanrou, paying
no attention to the content of their conversation.
"Stay here tonight," Wan Tianyang said warmly.
Only he and his wife lived there; would it be alright for Song Ziyan to stay?
"No, I have important business to attend to."
"Oh, then next time."
"Okay." After a casual reply, Song Ziyan stood up and said, "It's getting late, I have to go.
"
"So soon?" Xia Shanrou was a little reluctant to see him go.
"I'm tied up with official duties, I have no choice."
Song Ziyan was the commander of the 3rd Division of the Eagle Strike Special Forces, a mid-stage Yuan Tian cultivator
, holding the rank of lieutenant colonel.
After leaving Xia Shanrou's house, he hadn't gone far when he encountered a strange old man.
"Young man, your desires are hard to extinguish."
Caught off guard, Song Ziyan felt a strange sense of liking for the old man; bad people often resonate with each other.
"Who are you?"
the old man evaded Song Ziyan's question, throwing out a line that would force them to cooperate: "Do you want Xia Shanrou?"
"You have a way?" he asked urgently.
"I do, but it will take some time."
"Why should I trust you?"
"Because I know Wan Tianyang's past."
...
Wan Tianyang was in his study working on some ancient scrolls, records of history from six hundred years ago. He needed to research
the Holy Demon Society.
"Phew, so tiring."
He stretched, having already read all the scrolls about the Holy Demon Society. The information wasn't much, and it was quite fragmented
. He slowly organized the scattered information in his mind.
"I'm not thinking about it anymore; it's time to get down to business."
Wan Tianyang is a highly renowned novelist who has won numerous awards for his novels. His writing style
is unique, primarily focusing on modern-style martial arts novels, earning him the reputation of being a reincarnation of Jin Yong. And that's certainly true; he
has profound insights into all fourteen of Jin Yong's classic works. "
Flying Snow Shoots the White Deer, Smiling Proud Wanderer Leans on the Jade Mandarin Duck"
—these two lines of poetry encapsulate the titles of all fourteen of Jin Yong's classic works. Jin Yong's books are a myth,
a real world in the hearts of many fans. The stories of chivalry, romance, and bloodshed within—the breathtaking scenes
—have left readers in awe. This book is undoubtedly a masterpiece.
Besides Jin Yong's classic novels, there's also Gu Long's "True Scripture," another masterpiece. If Jin Yong's classic novels were Wan Tianyang's
mentor, then Gu Long's "True Scripture" was his old friend. The two different writing styles were deeply imprinted in his mind
.
"Randomly, randomly..." The sound of typing echoed as he finished
the ending of his novel, "The Shadow of the Cold Sword." The conclusion was almost complete.
This was a cultivation fantasy novel set in the contemporary world. The protagonist was a cultivation failure,
despised by others, but through a series of coincidences, he awakened his spiritual veins, only to become a heretical cultivator.
This is a light-colored novel with adult content, deviating somewhat from traditional fantasy novels, but
it doesn't lose its elegance. The erotic parts are only hinted at, employing many rhetorical devices, and the word choice has a unique charm,
aiming to achieve the purpose of literary appreciation.
"Husband."
Xia Shanrou made a cup of coffee and brought it to Wan Tianyang, placing the cup on the table. She gently massaged his hands;
typing for long periods at the computer was tiring.
"Have you thought about the ending?" Xia Shanrou asked gently.
"Do you want a happy ending or a tragic ending?"
"Don't be too cruel to the protagonist."
"I've already been very gentle."
After typing the last word, Wan Tianyang stretched out his hand, then stood up and said to Xia Shanrou, "Wife."
She understood perfectly; how could she not know what he was thinking?
The two kissed slowly, leaving the study and exiting the living room, their clothes scattered all over the floor.
That's the beauty of having just the two of them; they could do it whenever they wanted. From the living room to the kitchen, then from the kitchen
to the bedroom, and then back out of the bedroom and back to the living room, every corner of the house bore the marks of their passion,
every scene a shared memory.
The living room echoed with Xia Shanrou's alluring moans. She didn't like to moan wildly; her reserved
, ladylike breathing, though monotonous, was deeply moving. At least Wan Tianyang loved this demure side of her; this
was the woman he loved.
The two didn't need to utter any lewd words, such as "I've arrived," "I'm flying," or "I'm about to ejaculate
," much less any vulgar sweet talk. Their hearts were in perfect harmony, a thousand words unspoken
, conveyed through physical intimacy and emotional understanding.
Wan Tianyang's sexual prowess was exceptional; his penis was thick and long, the kind most women would find attractive. Although Xia Shanrou
didn't explicitly say so, her expression revealed her enjoyment.
That night, both were deeply satisfied, both physically and emotionally. Their harmonious relationship was
truly the envy of others.
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Chapter Twelve: Memories Hidden in the Music Box
On Sunday, Wan Tianyang and Xia Shanrou went to Starry Sky Park, a large theme park divided into six different themed areas, each with its own unique features. The roller
coaster offered several different rides, along with various other
amusement rides.
The two were not young and had no children, but that didn't dampen their enthusiasm. How long had it been since they'd last come here to have so much fun
? It must have been five or six years ago, back in their student days, when they seemed to have come with their families.
"Ah, I'm so dizzy, I can't take it anymore."
"Yeah, I'm dying, I can't deny I'm getting old." Wan Tianyang said, slumped over the table.
They ordered two drinks and rested while drinking.
Suddenly, Wan Tianyang's expression froze. He saw a woman in the crowd, and her appearance
stirred his memory.
"No...no...it can't be her..."
When Wan Tianyang tried to see clearly, the woman had already disappeared.
"What are you looking at? What 'her'? Did you see someone you know?" Xia Shanrou followed his gaze and saw a large, crowded
group of people.
"Nothing...nothing...maybe I mistook her for someone else."
"Oh."
A heavy weight hung over Wan Tianyang's heart. His relaxed mood vanished. That person couldn't be here, but the memory
remained.
He had few regrets in his life. He was handsome, intelligent, and
had achieved his dream of becoming a cultivator. He had worked hard, made sacrifices, and gained his current status and strength. What pleased him most was
marrying a beautiful wife, a woman of both beauty and wisdom, obedient and well-behaved. His parents
were very satisfied with her, and he had a happy and fulfilling life.
However, he had a painful past, unknown even to Xia Shanrou.
That memory, buried in the music box, suddenly surfaced, bringing with it a string of mournful notes.
He had wronged someone, a good girl.
He met her in the midsummer of his fifteenth year.
Back then, he was a naive teenager, his strength only at the mid-stage of the Spirit Breaking Realm.
During a school's outdoor combat training, he was paired with a girl named Han Yushi.
She was of average appearance, but possessed a delicate and refined air. She was slender and underdeveloped, with
smaller-than-normal breasts.
Many girls at school already had feelings for Wan Tianyang, and many
wanted to be paired with him during this outdoor training. Because it was a boy-girl pairing, there were many opportunities for them to spend time alone, which led to their
developing feelings for each other.
He was very interested in this girl because she was different from other girls; she didn't make any overtly flirtatious
gestures. She focused on her cultivation, and this elusive nature made their relationship unclear.
It wasn't love, just mutual appreciation.
During training, they were inseparable, facing life and death together, going on adventures, hunting spirit beasts together, and spending every day together. Gradually,
she began to have different feelings for him.
Once, when Han Yushi faced a six-horned ape, she was almost in mortal danger, but fortunately Wan Tianyang appeared in
time to save her. This was the first time the two were separated to hunt spirit beasts, and it was this incident that made her realize that her strength
was inferior to his.
She had always assumed he was about as strong as her, but he discovered her weakness, making her realize
she was just a vulnerable woman, needing a man's protection like any other girl. And that
man was Wan Tianyang.
From that moment on, a possessive desire arose in her heart. They spent three months together, and anything could
have happened. However, her changing attitude towards him made him feel she wasn't so different anymore.
From then on, she frequently visited him, both at school and outside. She even followed him
home. She discovered his family was very wealthy; his parents were both cultivators, and he had a younger sister. So, she started her
pursuit of his sister.
After becoming good friends with his sister, Han Yushi would frequently visit his home, something she was always very proud of
. No other girl had ever been to his house, only she had, something to boast about.
After some time, she boldly confessed her feelings to him, which greatly surprised him. She told him she came
from a wealthy family; her parents were renowned cultivators, and she was the apple of their eye.
He believed her, but he didn't love her. He had once admired her somewhat, but after she changed, he completely
lost that feeling. However, he was someone who didn't know how to refuse women, so he decided to try
being with her.
First love is always beautiful, with a honeymoon period during which one doesn't see the other person's flaws, and Wan Tianyang
was no exception.
Their relationship lasted only three months. During that time, he frequently asked to visit her, but she always
refused with various excuses. He began to suspect something was amiss and started investigating her at school, only to discover she was
a habitual liar.
Lies cannot exist between lovers; once trust is lost, the relationship crumbles.
One night, he decided to break up with her, and they had a heated argument outside his house.
"Break up! Why?" she cried agitatedly.
"I don't need to spell it out, do I? You know best what you've done."
Han Yushi's mind raced; she knew he knew her lies. She wasn't from a wealthy family
, and her parents weren't cultivators. She was simply an anomaly; her spiritual veins had suddenly awakened, and she had always been proud of this,
looking down on her parents, who were poor and had little social standing.
"No, don't leave me!" she pleaded tearfully, hoping he would change his mind.
"Leave me alone!"
"No, give me a chance, I won't lie again." She knelt down, grabbing his legs and begging.
"One lie is enough. I've completely lost faith in you. From now on, we'll go our separate ways." With that, he
forcefully shook off her hand, turned, went home, and closed the door.
This incident alarmed his family. His parents didn't like girls with such a background, especially since she
had lied to him; they thought she was no good.
From then on, she clung to him every day at school, only to be cruelly rejected, but this didn't deter her
.
Every night she would wait outside his house and shout "I love you," until one day, she suddenly disappeared, never appearing
before him again, as if she had vanished into thin air.
Later, he read in the newspaper that she was dead, raped and murdered by an evil cultivator. Before her death, the evil cultivator had absorbed all her spiritual power, turning her
into an ordinary person.
This made him feel very guilty. He guessed that it must be because she often appeared outside his house, attracting the evil cultivator's
lust. A girl in the early stage of breaking through the spiritual barrier was quite attractive to an evil cultivator.
"Hey! Husband!" A familiar female voice rang out, bringing Wan Tianyang back to the present from his memories.
"Ah, Wh...what's wrong?"
"Why are you spacing out?"
Wan Tianyang had been keeping this secret all along. He told Xia Shanrou that he had never been in a relationship, which was a lie. He
had lied to her. He had always worried that this past would make her dislike him, so he kept it a secret. Because
so many years had passed, even his family had forgotten that it had ever happened. His relationship with Han Yushi back then was also a secret
.
"Let's go home." Xia Shanrou took his arm and said with a smile.
"Mm."
In his heart, she was perfect, almost flawless, but what about him in her eyes? Was he also perfect?
"Hmm?" Xia Shanrou suddenly stopped and turned around. She had felt someone watching her again.
"What's wrong?"
"I feel like I'm being watched."
"You're overthinking it."
"Maybe it's..."
Xia Shanrou had an uneasy feeling. This wasn't the first time she'd felt watched lately
. Whether outside or at home, she had a subtle feeling that someone was lurking in the shadows, watching her.
(To be continued)

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