Xie Pingzhi never married and only had one cherished disciple, Xie Qinghan. Therefore, he decided to have Xie Qinghan marry Luo Yining.
Xie Qinghan initially wanted to refuse, but 233 reminded him that this was a task he couldn't reject, so he had to accept it. Although he wanted to meet a girl, he couldn't bring one back from this cultivation world, so he had already prepared himself to focus solely on his cultivation. If things went wrong and Wen Xueya tried to kill him, at least he could struggle a bit.
But now he was being told that he had a fiancée?
Well, it's not that he was interested anyway, especially since Wen Xueya was better-looking than Luo Yining!
When he returned to Xiaobi Pavilion, he happened to encounter Wen Xueya. Dressed in a snow-white disciple robe, with his sword sleeves tied at the wrists, his posture was as upright as green bamboo. His brows were deep and distant, his face as radiant as jade, his lips red and teeth white, like a young immortal from a painting. His black hair was tied into a high ponytail on top of his head, adding a touch of elegance.
Tsk, so handsome, worthy of being the main character!
He could admire this face for a year.
Seeing Xie Qinghan enter, Wen Xueya quickly approached him, "Senior brother, I have copied the precepts you asked for a hundred times. Would you like to review them?"
He opened the booklet and handed it to Xie Qinghan.
Xie Qinghan took it and glanced through it. The handwriting was neat and precise, each stroke strong and firm. Back when he was teaching Wen Xueya how to write, Wen Xueya's handwriting was crooked and messy, either due to incorrect pen-holding posture or writing that looked like a crawling worm, requiring him to hold Wen Xueya's hand from behind to guide him.
He asked, "Did you learn to write before?"
"I learned to read at one, to write at three, and by seven, I had read the Four Books and Five Classics, never forgetting a word," Wen Xueya smiled slightly.
Invisible showing off is the most lethal kind.
Xie Qinghan: "..."
Who was the one crying a few days ago, saying he couldn't read and his handwriting was too ugly, begging to be taught?
Oh, is there still a pure revolutionary friendship of mutual trust between them?
Xie Qinghan nodded expressionlessly, "It's well-written. Have you reflected on your mistakes during your month of injury?"
Wen Xueya pressed his lips together, "Xueya is dull and doesn't know where he went wrong."
He had always been diligent and dutiful, keeping to his place. Yet just because he had a face that others deemed beautiful, he was to be blamed and accused. Why should that be?
He had done nothing wrong!
Xie Qinghan let out a cold laugh, lifting Wen Xueya's chin with his fingertips and staring into his eyes. "Having a face that seduces others, that's your mistake."
"A month has passed, and you haven't reflected on this. Since that's the case, go kneel outside. Kneel until I'm satisfied."
Wen Xueya turned and left.
The stone steps were hard and covered with a thin layer of slippery moss. Without a word, Wen Xueya knelt straight down on them.
Xie Qinghan closed the door and returned inside.
The morning sun was not yet strong. Dew slid off the green leaves, making a faint sound as it hit the stone slabs below.
Wen Xueya watched the sky change, the clouds move. By noon, the sun was directly overhead. His mouth was dry, his throat felt like it was on fire, and his stomach was empty.
Through the open window, he could see his senior brother holding a brush, writing something.
His posture was straight, and his focused expression as he looked at the paper was somewhat familiar.
Just like He Mian ...
He closed his eyes, mocking himself for being so starved that he was hallucinating. Hemen and Xie Qinghan were worlds apart.
He liked Hemian as much as he hated Xie Qinghan!
The birds returned to their nests, and the night grew quiet.
Wen Xueya's lips were pale, and his head felt like it was filled with the buzzing of countless insects.
A voice came from inside the house, " Go back at midnight."
Then the house fell into darkness.
He didn't know how much time had passed, but Wen Xueya slowly stood up. His numb knees felt as heavy as lead, and moving them was like having needles pierce his veins.
He staggered forward and fell, closing his eyes.
The wind brushed past his ears, but the expected pain never came.
He fell into a warm embrace.
"Is it you, He Mian ?" he whispered.
"It's me."
A sense of unprecedented peace washed over him, and Wen Xueya fell into unconsciousness.
Xie Qinghan had stayed awake. Once midnight passed, he jumped out the window while Wen Xueya wasn't paying attention and carried him back to the thatched hut, laying him on the bed.
He took out an oil paper package filled with sweet pastries. He woke Wen Xueya up, coaxed him to eat a little and gave him some water to drink, so he wouldn't wake up starving.
During this time, Wen Xueya kept playing with Xie Qinghan's hand, and Xie Qinghan didn't pay it much mind.
The Qing Tan Conference arrived quickly, bringing cultivators from all over to the Shangqing Sect's Xiantai.
Xie Qinghan assigned the disciples of Wan Jian Peak to various positions, coordinating with the disciples of other peaks to prevent any disturbances.
Wen Xueya continued with his chores on the mountain.
Many visiting cultivators pointed at Wen Xueya, laughing and joking about his good looks and smooth skin, saying things like they should coax him into playing with them sometime.
Xie Qinghan's cold gaze swept over them, causing them to scatter like startled birds.
He called out to Wen Xueya.
Wen Xueya walked over, Xie Qinghan gave him the fan in his hand and demanded, "Fan me."
Wen Xueya pursed his lips, refusing to take it. His grip on the broom tightened until his knuckles turned white, and he said softly, "I’m not your servant, Senior Brother... you can’t bully me like this."
Xie Qinghan stepped closer, and Wen Xueya backed away until he was against the wall.
He barely reached Xie Qinghan's chin in height, still not fully grown.
His dark, wet eyes looked fearful, his expression clearly saying, "I'm so scared."
Xie Qinghan found him adorable.
He couldn't help but tease him, knowing, as 233 put it, he was repeatedly dancing on the edge of danger. (?ˇ?ˇ?)
Looking down at Wen Xueya, Xie Qinghan gently tapped his face with the fan, teasing him.
Wen Xueya's face was as springy as jelly, and Xie Qinghan resisted the urge to pinch his cheeks. He lowered his voice to scare him, "When I tell you to fan me, you fan me. No more nonsense."
Wen Xueya frowned, noticing Luo Yining and Xiao Jinghan nearby.
He blinked, and his eyes immediately welled up with tears, his neck stiffening in a show of defiance. "Senior Brother, please show some respect!"
Xie Qinghan was baffled.
Why was he acting again?
Just as he was about to continue teasing Wen Xueya, a burst of laughter erupted from a group of female cultivators behind him.
Some of them looked unusually excited, saying things like, "I’m alive, I can live now."
"Fanning his face with the fan, that’s too much, such blatant flirting."
"Where’s the ship crew? Get them here!"
Xie Qinghan understood, he wasn’t disconnected from the internet; this was what they called shipping.
Xie Qinghan realized this ship was quite tasty: seemingly fighting on the surface, but actually in love?
Not wanting to cause misunderstandings, he stepped back a few paces, but someone pushed him, and he was caught and steadied by Xiao Jinghan.
Luo Yining, looking embarrassed and angry, glared at Xie Qinghan. "How could you behave so shamelessly with your junior brother in public? It's disgraceful, improper, and vulgar!"
Thinking about their impending engagement after the Qing Tan Conference, she felt even angrier.
She immediately conjured a whip and lashed it toward Xie Qinghan.
Xie Qinghan lightly entangled the whip with his fan and yanked it hard. The whip slipped from Luo Yining's grasp, and its handle ended up in Xie Qinghan's hand.
He collected the whip and handed it back to Luo Yining. "It's hot, Junior Sister. Drink some cold tea to cool down."
Luo Yining probably knew about their engagement, which explained her strong hostility toward him.
Xie Qinghan didn't mind. After all, anyone would be upset about marrying someone they didn't like.
Luo Yining was provoking him from the start. Xie Qinghan always ignored her, treating her as worthless, and even when she was angry, he would only offer a few indifferent words of comfort, which was extremely infuriating.
She stomped her foot and dragged Wen Xueya away.
Only then did Xie Qinghan turn to Xiao Jinghuan and ask, "What are you doing here?"
His eyes were light-colored, and when he looked at people, there was a sense of aloofness in his gaze. His features were striking and bright, with sharp phoenix eyes that naturally carried a sense of nobility and pride, like a handful of snow on a high mountain, clean and bright.
Even though Xiao Jinghuan had grown up with him, he couldn’t help but be momentarily stunned by his face. How could such a bright and beautiful face belong to someone with such a cold and aloof personality?
Xiao Jinghuan pulled out a bag of spices from his pocket and handed it to him. "Qinghan, this bag of spices is for you. It has calming, sleep-inducing, and heart-soothing effects."
"You made it?"
Xiao Jinghuan remembered Wen Xueya’s instructions and nodded.
Xie Qinghan accepted it. "Thank you."
It was perfect timing since he had been struggling with a critical point in his training and hadn’t been sleeping well. If anything went wrong, all his efforts would be wasted!
After thinking for a moment, he handed his folding fan to Xiao Jinghuan. "I can’t just take it for free. Consider this fan a gift in return."
Xiao Jinghuan took it, stunned, and said, "Wen Xueya is your junior brother. He’s kind-hearted and clever, and so many people like him. Why can't you accept him?"
Isn’t it because you also like him that the original character bullied him?
"You don’t need to say more. I know what I’m doing."
After saying this, Xie Qinghan left.
Xiao Jinghuan stood there, touching the fan and thinking for a long time. Suddenly, he lowered his head and sniffed the fan, which still carried a faint fragrance.
Realizing what he had done, a blush crept up his ears.
Staring at Xie Qinghan’s slender waist, he wondered why he had never noticed how slim it was. The way his clothes swayed when he walked seemed almost seductive!
Returning to Xiaobi Courtyard, Xie Qinghan threw the spices into the incense burner. The aroma diffused, a faint, clean scent.
The invigorating incense had the effect of waking the mind and purifying the spirit. Almost all of Xie Qinghan's rooms used this type of incense, and adding this new one made it even better.
Xiao Jinghuan's gift was quite good; it smelled pleasantly soothing.
He meditated in the quiet room until late at night, then went to bathe. After changing into his inner garments, he returned to his room, already too tired to keep his eyes open.
He lifted a corner of the blanket and slipped into bed, closing his eyes and moving back a bit.
Warm and soft, it felt really comfortable.
…
Wait a minute, something was touching him!
Pulling his clothes open!
Something warm and wet was licking his back!
He suddenly opened his eyes and was about to get out of bed when someone hugged him from behind.
Ye Changyuan, in human form, wrapped his arms around Xie Qinghan's waist and rested his chin on his shoulder.
A deep, pleasant voice reached Xie Qinghan's ears, carrying a teasing smile.
"Jun Fangjun, are you so eager to throw yourself into my arms?"
Xie Qinghan felt a sharp pain at the tip of his ear as Ye Changyuan had already bitten it.
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Justo quando eu estava desistindo do casal kkkk ele volta ahhhhh quero que ele fique com os dois, é errado???? Obrigada pela tradução
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