novelraw Chapter 311 309: The Real Loser, the Most Humble Puppy Before Pei Yuhang
Chapter 311 309: The Real Loser, the Most Humble Puppy Before Pei Yuhang
"Master, was your only intention really just to have Yueqiu take it as a warning?"
Qing Yueqiu's beautiful eyes darted about. She wasn't going to be so easily fooled by Pei Yuhang. After seeing Ji Xichan leave with a flushed face and trembling legs, how could someone as experienced as her not know what that state implied?
Her "cheating cat detector" was now going off like crazy. Qing Yueqiu's instincts told her that Pei Yuhang had just done something bad behind her back!
Facing the young woman's scrutiny, Pei Yuhang, though outwardly calm, felt his heart begin to pound like a drum. A fine layer of cold sweat broke out on his palms.
His fingers twisted together unconsciously. The sensation of Ji Xichan's delicate, smooth little foot still lingered on his fingertips, but now it seared his conscience like a hot coal.
'To think I was just holding another girl's little foot and teasingly playing with it, right in front of Yueqiu.'
The tender moments and vows from last night, when he and Yueqiu had laid everything bare, still echoed in his ears. But his actions today were like a resounding slap across his face.
'This is truly, utterly outrageous!'
Just then, Lin Qianyan suddenly spoke up, her voice as crisp as a bell, breaking the delicate atmosphere in the room.
"Yueqiu, I heard from Brother Pei that you were afflicted by some kind of curse—a murderous intent that pollutes the Dao Heart. Is that right?"
Seeing Lin Qianyan speak, Qing Yueqiu let Pei Yuhang off the hook for the time being.
She turned her head, a gentle smile on her face, and softly replied, "Sister Lin, Master reinforced my seal last night. It's fine now."
Qing Yueqiu's tone was calm, as if she were speaking of the most ordinary thing, but an imperceptible hint of bashfulness flashed in her eyes.
"A seal?"
Lin Qianyan raised an eyebrow slightly, a flicker of surprise in her eyes. She turned to Pei Yuhang, her voice tinged with a mix of astonishment and delight.
"Brother Pei, as a Sword Cultivator, are you also skilled in curses and Sealing Techniques?"
Hearing this, Pei Yuhang's heart tightened. The intense scene of him "battling" the curse last night instantly flashed through his mind.
The tips of his ears turned slightly red, and his expression grew a little unnatural. He quickly coughed twice to hide his inner embarrassment and said in a low voice, "I have some minor accomplishments in it."
"It's more than just 'minor accomplishments'!" Qing Yueqiu suddenly interjected with a grin, her tone playful and proud.
"Master's Sealing Technique is incredible! That curse was of no ordinary origin, but Master sealed it for me in just one night~!"
As she spoke, she secretly glanced at Pei Yuhang, a cunning glint in her eyes.
Her words made Pei Yuhang's heart skip a beat, and the embarrassment on his face deepened. He couldn't refute her, so he could only force the corners of his mouth into a stiff smile.
Hearing this, Lin Qianyan frowned slightly, her tone laced with concern. "Brother Pei, you battled that curse for a whole night?"
"That's right~!" Qing Yueqiu nodded, her smile brimming with deeper meaning.
"Master was 'treating' me all the way until sunrise."
She deliberately emphasized the word "treating."
Then, Qing Yueqiu added with feigned emotion, "If Master didn't have the constitution of a Giant Sun Saint Body, he definitely wouldn't have been able to withstand being drained like that."
When Pei Yuhang heard this, his face instantly flushed crimson, and a fine layer of cold sweat beaded on his forehead.
He subconsciously lowered his head, his fingers unconsciously fidgeting with the hem of his clothes, trying to hide his inner panic.
However, just then, he felt a small, soft hand sneak under the table, gently take hold of his fingers, and playfully trace circles on his palm with its fingertip.
"Brother Pei, what's wrong?"
Lin Qianyan's sudden question made Pei Yuhang's heart leap, and he almost lost his composure.
He fought the urge to pull his hand back and said, feigning calmness, "It's nothing, it's nothing. Just... a little dizzy from the drinks. My tolerance for alcohol has never been very good."
As Pei Yuhang spoke, he picked up a cup of wine and took a couple of small sips to cover his embarrassment.
He stole a glance at Qing Yueqiu, only to see her still beaming at Lin Qianyan, as if the "little game" under the table had nothing to do with her.
Fortunately, Lin Qianyan didn't dwell on the matter for too long. She was still more concerned about Pei Yuhang resolving Qing Yueqiu's curse.
"Brother Pei is truly amazing, to be able to handle such a troublesome curse with ease."
Pei Yuhang forced a smile, his voice a bit hoarse:
"You flatter me. I just did my best."
As he said this, the small hand under the table grew even more restless. Its fingertip gently tickled his palm, a light, feathery itch like the flick of a cat's tail.
It made it nearly impossible for Pei Yuhang to concentrate.
Seeing this, a hint of smugness flashed in Qing Yueqiu's eyes. The corners of her mouth curved up slightly, like a kitten that had just stolen a fish.
She gave Pei Yuhang's fingers a light squeeze before casually withdrawing her hand and continuing her chat with Lin Qianyan.
Pei Yuhang let out a long breath, but the turmoil in his heart had yet to subside.
He secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, silently thankful that Lin Qianyan hadn't noticed anything unusual.
However, his gaze unwittingly fell upon Qing Yueqiu, and a complex look flickered in his eyes again.
'Yueqiu is getting bolder and bolder with me now.'
'Once we return to the Cold Palace Sword Mansion, where will our relationship go?'
'Will she be this mischievous in front of Liyuan, too?'
'Or how am I supposed to tell Liyuan about what's happened between me and Yueqiu...?'
Pei Yuhang's thoughts spiraled, and his mood soured.
On top of that, there was the successive teasing from both Ji Xichan and Qing Yueqiu.
Or perhaps it was because of the Spirit Wine he'd been drinking.
Pei Yuhang now felt an unbearable heat coursing through his body. He raised a hand to rub his temples, trying to calm down, only to find his thoughts growing even more chaotic.
Finally, he decided to temporarily leave this place that was vexing him so, to get some night air and clear his head.
"Qianqian, I'm stepping out for some air."
Pei Yuhang gave Lin Qianyan a brief notice, his voice a bit hoarse, then turned and walked toward the corridor.
The night air was cool, gently brushing against his cheeks and bringing a refreshing sensation.
Pei Yuhang took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner turmoil.
However, the very instant he began to relax, a pair of small, soft hands suddenly wrapped around him from behind, hugging his waist tightly.
The hands were slender and cool, yet their fingertips carried a restless, provocative touch as they gently roamed his waist.
Pei Yuhang froze. Before he could react, a coquettish voice sounded by his ear, "Sword Immortal Pei, you've finally come out. I've been waiting for you for so long~ Mwah~~"
It was Ji Xichan.
Her voice was cloyingly sweet like honey, tinged with a wheedling tone. Her warm breath ghosted across Pei Yuhang's ear, making him tremble involuntarily.
Immediately after, she gently bit his earlobe, her tongue flicking over it, a barely-there lick. The wet sensation made Pei Yuhang's body instantly tense up.
"Ji Xichan!"
Pei Yuhang snapped, quickly reaching out to push her away. His brows were tightly furrowed, his eyes filled with a mix of anger and exasperation. "What's gotten into you? Why are you suddenly doing this to me!"
After being pushed away, Ji Xichan didn't get angry. Instead, she giggled foolishly.
Her red lips curved slightly, a cunning light twinkling in her eyes. Her tone was teasing. "Didn't Sword Immortal Pei hint that you... wanted it~?"
Her voice was so soft it could melt bones, as if it possessed some sort of magic that could stir one's soul.
The young woman stared intently at Pei Yuhang, her eyes full of flirtatious charm.
Her words stunned Pei Yuhang for a moment. Then his expression darkened, and his tone carried a note of warning. "Ji Xichan, stop fooling around! I have never given you any kind of hint."
"Then why were you inside, play... playing with my little foot?"
Even the bold Ji Xichan's voice trembled slightly as she said this.
Her small foot, clad in a thin, black silk sock, gently kicked off its shoe. It swayed in the air, showing off the shape of her long, yet cute, arch.
Ji Xichan thought Pei Yuhang was completely infatuated with her little foot, and this made her very happy.
'Finally, there's a part of me that Sword Immortal Pei finds favor with~!'
She leaned her back against the wall and slowly raised her lower leg, gesturing for Pei Yuhang to take hold of it.
"Don't worry, people don't usually come here."
"You can... do whatever you want with it..."
Ji Xichan's ears were as red as if they were bleeding as she spoke, her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz.
However, faced with her shy invitation, Pei Yuhang didn't even spare it a glance. He turned to leave.
Seeing this, Ji Xichan immediately grew anxious.
'You were so enthusiastically teasing me just now when there were lots of people in the room. How come you've lost interest now that we're outside and there's no one else around?'
'Could it be that Sword Immortal Pei has a fetish for such thrills??'
She hurried forward and grabbed Pei Yuhang's arm, saying softly, "Sword Immortal Pei, why are you leaving? If you like pursuing thrills in front of Lin Qianyan and Qing Yueqiu... you can just tell me.
I have ways to make sure they'll never find out~"
Ji Xichan extended what she believed to be a tempting olive branch, her voice soft and alluring. Her gaze shifted, full of provocation and expectation.
Her slender fingers gently toyed with the ends of her hair, a captivatingly coquettish gesture.
But even though the beauty was clearly interested, faced with Ji Xichan's repeated attempts to stop him, the already vexed Pei Yuhang finally couldn't hold back any longer:
"Ji Xichan, do I have to spell it out for you?"
"I... am not interested in you! And I'm not interested in your little foot either!"
Scolded like that, a tide of grievance surged in Ji Xichan's heart, instantly overwhelming her.
Her eyes quickly reddened, and glistening tears welled up, threatening to fall at any moment.
She lowered her head, trying to hide her emotions, but her slightly trembling shoulders betrayed her inner vulnerability.
She had finally found something about herself to be proud of, only to be told it was worthless. How could Ji Xichan possibly accept that?
Her heart churned with indignation and disappointment. Pei Yuhang's words echoed in her mind like a sharp blade stabbing viciously into her pride.
As immense sorrow washed over her, Ji Xichan's first reaction was denial. She didn't believe it was real!
'Pei Yuhang, this must just be you being reserved, right?'
'You just want to put on an act in front of me!'
'You've been putting on this act since the first time we met!'
Seeing Ji Xichan's hurt and sorrowful expression, Pei Yuhang's heart couldn't help but soften.
She looked just like an abandoned puppy, staring at him pitifully, her eyes filled with pleading and helplessness.
Her delicate eyelashes trembled slightly, and tears swirled in her eyes, looking as if they would spill over at any second.
But... Pei Yuhang took a deep breath, and his expression hardened once more.
'My life is already messy enough.'
'Getting involved with Ji Xichan was a mistake from the start, an ill-fated connection.'
'If I can make her see reality now, it will be a good thing for both her and for me.'
"Ji Xichan, just now in the room, I thought the foot I was holding belonged to Yueqiu... If I had known it was you who reached out, I wouldn't have 'teased' you like that...
So you misunderstood. I wasn't hinting at anything."
Ji Xichan's beautiful eyes widened, her pupils contracting abruptly as if she had heard something unbelievable. All the color drained from her pretty face in an instant, leaving it as white as paper. Her lips parted slightly, but no sound came out.
Her fingers weakly let go of her clothes, falling limply to her sides. It was as if all the strength had been drained from her body.
Her eyes were vacant, as if they had lost their focus. The tears finally streamed down uncontrollably, silently dripping from her cheeks to the ground.