Chapter 521 - 259: If I Could Share the Lovers’ Bed with You, My Sentimental Lady (Part 2)

Chapter 521: Chapter 259: If I Could Share the Lovers’ Bed with You, My Sentimental Lady (Part 2)

"What happened next?"

Seeing Chu Xuan unwilling to comfort her, Qing’er angrily punched him once and then said:

"Next? How else could it be? You know that woman’s character. To put it nicely, she’s persistent; to put it bluntly, she’s shameless and clingy."

"I tried to persuade her nicely, but she wouldn’t listen, so naturally, we started fighting."

Chu Xuan frowned, "Then why didn’t I hear any commotion at the time? Were you two teaming up to keep it from me? Afraid I’d rush back to stop the fight?"

At his words, both women felt guilty simultaneously.

Actually, the fight shouldn’t have led to such consequences, but they were still trying to cover up the disturbance, and as the fight went on, they moved further away. If Chu Xuan had turned back, he might not have been ambushed by Shangguan Wentian so badly.

"I was wrong~" Qing’er pouted, gently shaking Chu Xuan’s arm, "Really, the Shangguan family is too cunning. No one expected they were hiding such a trick."

Ji Mingyu uncharacteristically didn’t argue with Qing’er and nodded from the side.

Suddenly, Qing’er noticed something was off, "Wasn’t I preparing to list your ’charges’ one by one? Why has this turned into you interrogating me and demanding an apology from me??"

Ji Mingyu also realized that Chu Xuan, this scoundrel, really knew how to manipulate women’s minds, even the likes of Su Mengqing, such a troublesome woman, were handled by him with ease.

Chu Xuan was instantly at a loss, "Could you not overthink this? I’m not forcing you to apologize, just asking about what happened after we parted."

"And then? How did you two mysteriously end up at the Cyan Lotus Daoist Palace?"

Qing’er first recounted her past experiences in detail, and then she questioned:

"Why didn’t you come find me?"

Chu Xuan shook his head, "I was planning to, but considering my master would return, you could naturally learn from him that I was safe and sound."

Right afterward, he roughly explained his experiences over the years, without needing Qing’er to "list your sins," simplifying big matters and wrapping them up smoothly.

Qing’er snorted lightly, "Forget everything else, but you’re also opening a new harem cell, right? I refuse to believe you and Chen Yunqi are really just dual-cultivating."

Chu Xuan covered his face with one hand, "Really, truly, you can ask my little Snow."

So Qing’er looked at Diao’er with skeptical eyes, while Ji Mingyu expressionlessly shook her head, indicating this person was not to be trusted easily.

"See! She says you’re lying."

Chu Xuan lowered his head, "Little Snow" simply played dumb, curling up to sleep in his arms.

Because she didn’t have such strong mental endurance, she couldn’t always be monitoring how Chu Xuan and Chen Yunqi were entwined, so naturally, she couldn’t vouch for him.

Chu Xuan was at a loss, so he had to ask, "Then what do you say we should do?"

Qing’er showed an innocent smile, gently stroking "Little Snow’s" head, "How about we split him up?"

Chu Xuan instantly shivered, and that facial expression of "How about we split him up" vividly flashed in his mind.

He had no doubt that Qing’er, this crazy woman, would actually do such a thing.

"Don’t be ridiculous," Chu Xuan said, lowering his head again to kiss her lips.

At this time, you only need to satisfy her; once you’ve pleased her, she’ll become much more docile, like a compliant kitten, lying in your arms obediently listening to you speak.

Qing’er immediately wrapped her arms around Chu Xuan’s neck, warmly responding to him. It seemed she had been holding back for a long time, feeling quite stifled.

How could Ji Mingyu just watch as such a thing happened??

She immediately transformed back into human form, awkwardly trying to separate the two.

But Qing’er was prepared, with a simple flick and push, she sent the girl away from being cradled by Chu Xuan.

Right now, the real Little Snow was cursing inwardly, thinking, "Both of you are treating my body like a toy, right??"

Ji Mingyu was even more fumed. Last time was one thing; she was stuck outside the Celestial Abyss, forced to endure torment, waiting anxiously.

Is it that this time, after sneaking in, she also has to watch Chu Xuan and this "green tea" enjoy each other?

Fortunately, at this moment, Chu Xuan voluntarily stopped, ignoring Qing’er’s resentful gaze, and with a tone of handling official matters, said:

"Right, I also came this time to talk about my little junior brother..."

Before he could finish, Qing’er interrupted, "Alright, young ones are fond of each other, our side of Celestial Abyss won’t stop them, so stop using excuses to stall for time."

Chu Xuan was at a loss, having to smoothly switch to the next topic, "What do you know about the Celestial Pool Secret Mansion?"

"Chu Xuan," Qing’er’s eyes narrowed slightly, "You better feed me first, then talk about those this-or-that matters, or else I can’t guarantee what I might do."

Feeling an invisible threat emanating from the person in his arms, Chu Xuan felt a headache; he was truly afraid of provoking someone.

Because he clearly knew, among his harem, Qing’er absolutely ranked first on her "hate list."

Just then, Qing’er suddenly realized, she turned her head, using an ambiguous gaze to look at the angry "Little Snow."

"Oh, almost forgot, there’s still a little girl here."

"I recall Lady Taiji doesn’t want you anymore, right? Perfect timing, come here to be a maid for your sister, help us make the bed and fold the blankets?"

"I remember my lord read a line from a play, how does it go?"

"Oh, remembered: ’Good girl, if I share the bed with your affectionate mistress, how could I let you fold blankets and make the bed?’."

"Isn’t this clear enough? As long as you wholeheartedly serve me, your sister, in the future, my lord will naturally take you into the household."

Qing’er’s patronizing words infuriated Ji Mingyu.

She always thought herself as Chu Xuan’s most beloved woman. Even if Chu Xuan had a harem, she was still the "legitimate wife," and this little wench dared to make her bow down and be servile?!

"Wrong, wrong!" Chu Xuan rushed to intervene, "Qing’er, don’t take things at face value."

"That line I read originally comes from ’Dream of the Red Chamber’, but the characters in the book borrowed from ’Romance of the West Chamber’."

"The original line is ’If I share the bed with his affectionate young mistress, how could I let him fold blankets and make the bed? I implore the young mistress to permit, even if the lady is displeased, I’ll still do it. If she doesn’t agree to release him, I’ll personally write the document for freedom.’"

"The meaning is: if I marry your affectionate young mistress and share the bed, how could I continue to ask the maid to fold blankets and make the bed?"

"I’ll definitely plead the young mistress to allow it, even if the lady is unhappy with me doing it, if she doesn’t agree to release you, I’ll personally write the freedom document."

In ’Dream of the Red Chamber,’ Jia Baoyu borrowing the line said this to Lin Daiyu’s maid Zijing.

Lin Daiyu heard it and immediately began to cry, displeased, accusing him of bringing gossip from outside to say to her, and using mixed-up metaphor to mock her, treating her as amusement.

If someone hasn’t read ’Romance of the West Chamber,’ they’ll say Jia Baoyu was openly suggesting a "master-servant dual-receiving," which made Lin Daiyu angry.

But in fact, like Qing’er, taking things at face value, in reality, Daiyu was angry about the first part; the phrasing was a bit too frivolous.

After Chu Xuan explained it, Qing’er pouted, "Even if your line really comes from a reference, essentially it means ’knowing gratitude and returning favor,’ not ’master-servant dual-receiving.’"

"But answer me honestly, if you fancy a lady from another household, and she brought a pretty and lovely maid as dowry, could you resist not taking her into your household?"

Chu Xuan wanted to firmly say: absolutely could resist.

But Ji Mingyu started fussing, "I’m not a dowry maid!"

Saying this, she advanced to hold Chu Xuan, confronting Qing’er head-on, their gazes practically sparking in the air.

Little Snow heard the question and felt secretly worried: Could it be that Chu Xuan really has that kind of idea about me? No way? Should I run away...