Chapter 267 - 172: Just Like the Demoness

Chapter 267: Chapter 172: Just Like the Demoness

Lu Changyuan didn’t know how he’d survived.

In any case.

He had Mei Zhaozhao to thank.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that the Silver-haired Maiden was properly dressed today. She just hadn’t brought her white blindfold, which spared Lu Changyuan the trouble of an argument.

Lu Changyuan rubbed his head and sat up straight.

Su Youwan stopped what she was doing, a smile playing on her lips. "Young Master Lu’s body is quite sturdy. Even after being put through the wringer by Fairy Qiu, you haven’t fallen to pieces."

"Can’t you just talk normally?"

"It is Youwan’s fault. Youwan is willing to accept punishment, but... I wonder how Young Master Lu intends to punish Youwan?"

Lu Changyuan stared at Su Youwan, his face devoid of expression.

The Silver-haired Maiden just tilted her head. "Don’t look at Youwan like that. Youwan can be considered Young Master Lu’s possession, to be dealt with as you please... just as long as you don’t give Youwan away to someone else."

Last night, Qiu Yuehan had been colder than ice.

It was the first time Lu Changyuan realized that the Moon Fairy had always been holding back. When she truly let loose, Qiu Yuehan was even more formidable than the Little Fairy in a White Skirt.

Such fierce hips, a touch faster than even a swift sword.

The main culprit was, of course, the Silver-haired Maiden before him. Last night, she’d even been at Qiu Yuehan’s side, fanning the flames. She’d goaded Fairy Qiu until she bit Lu Changyuan’s shoulder, leaving a mark that was still there.

’How could he make the Little Ancestor of Compassionate Palace squirm?’

Lu Changyuan said coldly, "Come here!"

A smile touched Su Youwan’s lips. She put down Mei Zhaozhao and the embroidery she was holding.

Lu Changyuan glanced over. ’Why is there a fox next to the three mandarin ducks playing in the water?’

’A fox soaking in the water?’

Lu Changyuan kept his expression neutral as he watched Su Youwan glide gracefully before him.

"What does Young Master Lu intend to do to Youwan?"

"Take off your clothes."

Su Youwan looked at Lu Changyuan but didn’t move.

The two of them stared at each other.

After a long moment, Su Youwan finally said, "You can’t take my virginity, you know. It’s very important."

Lu Changyuan gritted his teeth. "Take them off!"

His voice carried a faint trace of command.

In truth, Lu Changyuan rarely used such a tone with anyone. As the Chang’an Daoist, he usually spoke to people in a consultative manner.

Although there were terrifying consequences for anyone who refused his "consultations"... the tone itself was, indeed, consultative.

Thinking back on it...

He realized he had probably commanded Leng Moyuan and Jiang Jiayi the most.

Especially those words—"Take them off." Both women had heard them from him before.

"Youwan is a little shy."

Lu Changyuan saw not a single trace of shyness on her face. The Silver-haired Maiden, however, unabashedly untied her Daoist robe, folded it neatly, then placed it right on the head of Mei Zhaozhao the fox.

"And now?"

Lu Changyuan was sitting on the edge of the bed with his feet on the floor. He patted his lap. "Over here."

Su Youwan froze for a second.

She guessed what Lu Changyuan wanted to do.

’Should I refuse?’

’Why would I?’

Su Youwan had almost never refused Lu Changyuan. She hadn’t in the past, and she probably wouldn’t in the future.

She climbed onto Lu Changyuan’s lap quite naturally. Her chin was slightly raised, her expression still that of icy pity for all mortal beings. Her whole body was like a zither laid out on a table, waiting to be played.

The lofty, sacred Little Ancestor of Compassionate Palace, a figure like a Goddess, was now in the most submissive of postures, confined to this small space.

And yet, her face remained so cold that not a single trace of shame could be seen.

Cold, perfect, and untouchable.

The more so she was, the more one wanted to shatter that expressionless face.

"Has Young Master Lu done this to other women before?"

"No."

"So this is the first time?"

Lu Changyuan said, "So?"

"Youwan was just thinking, if Young Master Lu wants to use Youwan to assert his husbandly authority, that’s fine, but... Youwan is actually quite afraid of pain."

The Silver-haired Maiden stretched out her slender, jade-like arms, picked up the white cloth, and blindfolded herself, as if that would stop her from feeling the pain.

"Miss Su needs to be taught a lesson. In the future, don’t be so..."

Lu Changyuan couldn’t find the right word. Finally, he could only say, "...so much like a Demoness."

The real Demon Dao Demoness was still sound asleep. In her dream, the Demoness seemed to hear a few SMACKS, and she tried to roll over. But she felt something weighing her down and gave up.

~~~~~~~~~~~

CREAK.

Lu Changyuan closed the door. Both of them were fully dressed as they left the room.

"Did Miss Su learn her lesson?"

The Little Ancestor of Compassionate Palace felt a slight soreness in her rear, but still said in her ethereal voice, "In the future, when Youwan makes a mistake, will Young Master Lu teach Youwan a lesson like this again?"

’This Little Ancestor of Compassionate Palace is a lost cause.’

Lu Changyuan said nothing, simply clasping his hands behind his back and heading for the sparring arena.

Su Youwan followed softly, half a step behind him. Her gaze fell on his tall, straight back. She pursed her lips and quietly closed the distance between them.

’It’s not really a loss, actually,’ she thought.

’See? Young Master Lu no longer rejects the idea of asserting his husbandly authority over her. Compared to his blunt refusal when Noodle Granny first asked, this is a huge improvement.’

’You could even say he’s already accepted her.’

’Habit truly is a terrifying thing.’

The wind lifted the maiden’s hair, making it look like a wisp of cloud in the air.

"Young Master Lu?"

Lu Changyuan ignored her.

"Young Master Lu?"

Only after Su Youwan had called out several times did Lu Changyuan finally respond. "What is it?"

"How did... Youwan feel in your hand?"

Lu Changyuan was once again certain: the Little Ancestor of Compassionate Palace was a lost cause.

Su Youwan took Lu Changyuan’s hand naturally. "Young Master Lu, given our relationship, can Youwan ask you a question now?"