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Published at 27th of July 2023 05:28:58 AM


Chapter 159

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I Miss You (2)

Ming Yu stood in the same place; she looked at the high courtyard wall and suddenly smashed her fist on it until the protective shield sent out ripples.

“Li Wei!”

“Are you not practising the Way of Impassivenes anymore?! For this mere woman, you’re going to abandon your path and change who you are?”

“All men in this world are superficial and crude, superficial and crude…”

Before she could finish speaking, the usually tough female cultivator’s face was already full of tears.

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Zheng Wan looked back at the protective shield that was rippling from the impact of Ming Yu’s blow.

“It won’t… be smashed through, right?”

“No.”

After Cui Wang stepped through the main door, he began to ignore her and went straight in.

Zheng Wan saw that he was about to let go of her, she hurriedly grabbed his arm and clung to him like a koala.

“Don’t let go.”

Cui Wang stopped in his tracks and looked at her expressionlessly.

Zheng Wan wasn’t the least bit cowed by his gaze. She stood on tiptoe and touched her lips to his, then smiled ingratiatingly and asked, “Are you angry?”

Cui Wang did not answer. It was only after a long while that he turned his head away.

“No.”

“I knew it. You’re angry.”

For someone as aloof and proud as him to be called a lover she was fooling around with, and that he was also competing with other people for her favour… Zheng Wan thought that if it were her, she would teach whoever said that about her a good lesson so they would know what’s what.

Moreover, Cui Wang had even cooperated with her act—

Zheng Wan tiptoed again, kissed him, and shook his arm.

“Cui Wang, Cui Wang, Cui Wang… let’s not be angry, okay?”

“I had a reason for that. She’s the one who kept coming to provoke me…”

The woman’s delicate voice penetrated the dusky night, falling upon the flowering trees and into one’s ears like the tinkling of flowing water. Zheng Wan was still chattering away, and before she could react, she was dragged by a force upon the rockery at the side.

Cui Wang also came in after her.

The low flowering trees covered his head. The sun had set completely, and some moonlight shone in. The hazy moonlight landed on his jade-like face, and on that chiselled profile, his eyes were as cold as frost.

“Cui Wang?”

Zheng Wan looked up in puzzlement, but unexpectedly, the person before her suddenly bent down and took possession of her lips.

Her lips were sucked raw, as if by a traveller who had finally found a source of water after being thirsty for a long time—— Zheng Wan stepped backed from the discomfort, and her body was pressed against the rockery. The rockery was cold, but the front of her body was hot.

“It’s not yet the first day of the month…”

A thin goose-yellow shirt floated gently to the green grass. A uniform-coloured pibo1 also fluttered to where the shirt was. This was quickly followed by a light turquoise dudou. Carried by the wind, the dudou rolled down the side of the rockery, covering a small section of a leg that was as fair as gleaming jade.

That leg was smooth and delicate, and in the night, its texture was astonishing, like the finest white jade. The leg was covered by a snow-white robe, flashing in and out of sight.

“Channel your energy.”

Cui Wang’s voice was hoarse and dark.

He squeezed Zheng Wan’s waist with his ten fingers and turned her around.

In her chaotic vision, she could only see the pits and holes of the rockery. She instinctively began to channel the “Non-Emptiness Sutra”; her ice vital roots went over the boiling heat, but the person behind her pinched her chin from behind, forced her to turn her head, then bent his head down and kissed her.

Under his long eyelashes, the slightly drooping eyes were dark and cold. Even though they were kissing, his gaze was indifferent.

Zheng Wan thought dazedly that Cui Wang was really a bastard. He was dressed neatly himself, but had stripped her naked as if he were peeling an onion. Last time, he was still rather unpractised, but this time he was…

Very skilled.

“Cui Wang, did you secretly read some kind of booklet?”

She turned her head; her face was flushed with a thin sense of dazedness.

Cui Wang answered her with a light bite.

Zheng Wan gave a hiss of pain.

“Cui Wang! Are you a dog?”

Cui Wang pulled her back silently, and under Zheng Wan’s angry gaze, he picked her up and went outside the rockery.

Ah Wan came over with a ‘duk duk duk’. His voice grew near, “Zhenjun, Zhenjun…”

Zheng Wan yelped. She hurriedly covered her face and hid herself in Cui Wang’s arms. As bold as she was, she wasn’t bold to this extent. Seeing Cui Wang’s calm indifference, she couldn’t help but hammer him.

“My skirt!”

Cui Wang didn’t make a sound. He just hugged her closer to him and covered her with his white robe, leaving Ah Wan to wander about from a hundred meters away while he took Zheng Wan into the warm pavilion.

As soon as they entered the warm pavilion, she was thrown into the hot springs at the back.

Zheng Wan choked on the water, only to see that in the white mist of the hot springs, Cui Wang stood condescendingly and said, “Wash up.”

She didn’t know what he was being angry about, and cursed him inwardly, Bastard. Displeased with his cold and uncaring appearance, she gave a yelp and pretended to lose her balance and slipped. When Cui Wang was distracted, she shone the Puppet Mirror at him and dragged him into the water in the split second when he froze.

Splash—

The man’s tall figure fell into the water.

Despite her face getting all wet from the splash, Zheng Wan was giggling away, pressing him in the water to keep him from getting up as she laughed. In the hot springs, the woman’s smooth and fair body was like a fish.

At his wits end from her tomfoolery, Cui Wang restrained her in his arms.

“Zheng Wan, stop fooling around.”

“I won’t. Serves you right for ignoring me.”

“Nonsense!”

Cui Wang interrupted her.

He closed his eyes and said, “She has nothing to do with me.”

Zheng Wan was surprised.

“Aren’t you two close friends? Weren’t you using me just now to cut off the designs she has on you?”

“What designs?”

Cui Wang was taken aback, and he wore an expression of genuine confusion.

Zheng Wan leaned her head into his arms and wrapped her arms around him.

“The same designs I have. I haven’t seen you for half a month, and I’ve really missed you… When I look at the stars, I’d think of you; when I look at the moon, I’d think of you… When I look at the trees, the flowers, everything in the Heavenly Realms, I’d always think of you…”

She thought if she said such things a few more times, Cui Wang would believe her sooner or later. When the love gu is dispelled, on account of her sincere feelings, Cui Wang… wouldn’t kill her again, right?

Zheng Wan hid her cunning in the corners of her lips. She raised her head, and her beautiful face was full of sincerity and dependence.

“What about you? Cui Wang, did you miss me?”

Footnotes:

1pibo: A kind of decorative shawl that’s draped around the shoulders/ arms. It was introduced to China by the Silk Road from West Asian culture, and later became a hanfu accessory.




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