Chapter 523 - 260: Promise to Ming Yu (Part 2)

Chapter 523: Chapter 260: Promise to Ming Yu (Part 2)

At this moment, having received his promise, Ming Yu could no longer hold back. She felt her emotions were about to overflow, desperately needing an outlet...

And as for Chu Xuan, he felt a bit strange. After all, this was Xiaoxue’s body. Kissing, biting, entwining like this—is it really okay?

He even felt a tiny bit of guilt inside, even though he knew Xiaoxue’s age couldn’t be considered *** by any means.

In any case, Ji Mingyu took the initiative, greedily and possessively, after kissing for a long while, she reluctantly let go of Chu Xuan.

Her cheeks flushed, she waved her hand and said, "Off you go~"

At this point, Ji Mingyu regained some of her "main wife" composure, even her speaking manner was different.

Chu Xuan found it quite amusing, "Yes, Your Highness."

Ming Yu, hearing this, slightly curved her lips. After watching Chu Xuan’s figure gradually disappear, she relaxed her control over Xiaoxue’s consciousness and returned her divine sense to her own body.

"Peh peh peh," Xiaoxue vigorously wiped her lips, feeling like crying without tears. "Master, what on earth were you thinking! Life like this is almost over, why did you use my body to kiss him like that?"

"What if he becomes infatuated with me? What will I do then??"

Ji Mingyu, dressed in white more dazzling than snow, appeared gracefully and calmly. She said nonchalantly, "Nothing, I just suddenly wanted to release some emotions."

"Rest assured, it’s only for this little while. Afterward, I won’t do anything excessive."

"As for now..." Ming Yu looked distantly toward Qingping Hall, giving a light snort.

"Let that little vixen enjoy herself for a moment. Once I officially return, all women, and I mean all, will need my permission to get close to Chu Xuan’s side."

Seeing her master so full of confidence, Xiaoxue covered her face with one hand—how could this be lacking confidence? This was nothing but sheer overconfidence!

...

"Hehe," Qing’er looked at the returning Chu Xuan, sneering coldly:

"What do you mean by ’You know Qing’er’s personality’? What do you mean by ’coax her to help out’?"

"In your eyes, am I so easy to deceive?"

Chu Xuan neither refuted nor questioned her eavesdropping, he simply walked forward with a cold expression.

"Stay away!" Qing’er angrily picked up the inkstone on the table and threw it at him.

With a "bang~!", Chu Xuan brushed it aside nonchalantly, continuing to step closer.

This made Qing’er a bit flustered, "W-what are you doing, stay away, I’m going to call someone."

"Stop pretending, little minx." Chu Xuan ignored her resistance and kicks, forcibly picked her up horizontally.

Chu Xuan’s dominant display made Qing’er tremble all over, excited beyond measure. At this moment, even the words, which would be insulting to other women, made her immediately ***.

The following process naturally goes without saying, Qing’er loved this routine, initially pretending to cry and shout no, but ended up almost shouting for more from Chu Xuan **.

...

On the bed, Chu Xuan held the soft and powerless Qing’er in his arms, leaning against the pillow, lost in thought.

Qing’er’s long hair was disheveled, with faint red marks still on her skin. She languidly lay nestled in his embrace, greedily inhaling his scent, her face showing satisfaction and relaxation.

"What are you thinking? Are you thinking of your Ming Yu again?" She pouted jealously.

Chu Xuan shook his head, "Just thinking about the future."

"Look, now that I’ve reverted to my Celestial Evil identity, even if I do kill Shangguan Yu in the future, there will still be many who fear or covet the treasures on me, right? Even retreating into seclusion might be difficult."

"Right now, it’s only because the forces are busy with natural disasters that establishing this Celestial Alliance is possible. Otherwise, they would have already come knocking, especially those shameless ones from the demonic path."

Qing’er scoffed, "So you’re actually thinking about all that nonsense. I’d rather you think more about women."

Chu Xuan was speechless.

Say what you will, Qing’er casually added, "What’s so troublesome about this? After dealing with Shangguan Yu and the natural disaster, just go on a killing spree, let the rivers run red, pile up heaps of corpses until they’re terrified, and no one dares to have any crooked thoughts."

"Lastly, you can announce that you’re ascending to [Amitabha Pure Land] soon, then fabricate some illusions, and that’s that, right?"

"If Shangguan Yu can fake an ascension and fool the world for six or seven centuries, why can’t you copy that?"

"Besides, you’ve already cleared your Dao Palace disciple identity, just be yourself, Chu Xuan, from now on."

The more Qing’er spoke, the prouder she became, looking at Chu Xuan with eyes full of "Praise me," "Hurry up and praise me!"

Chu Xuan smiled, kissed her cheek, "Your method’s not bad, but there’s a loophole. I’ve already switched to cultivating the ’Celestial Water Returning Ruins Technique’, can’t switch to another cultivation technique."

"Later, I can’t never make a move, right? Or say, if not going all out I might still pretend, like in the Celestial Evil Period, but I can’t go my whole life without going all out, right? What if there’s a major crisis?"

"Exposing just once, unless I kill everyone who saw it, the fact that I’m a Celestial Evil will soon spread everywhere."

Qing’er pouted, "I’ll take care of you~!"

"From now on, just eat my soft rice obediently, keep your good wife happy, and naturally you won’t need to exert yourself."

"Moreover, you have your darling, Ming Yu. Her talent, temperament, cultivation are all top-notch; she just can’t break through to the Ninth Realm because she’s trapped in love."

"Once you’ve settled your affairs, a little guidance and she’ll break through immediately, becoming a true Primordial Monarch Taixu. By then, with the two of us protecting you, what have you to worry about?"

Chu Xuan thought it over and found it quite reasonable. As long as he was thick-skinned enough to eat soft rice, a comfortable future wasn’t hard to achieve.

He murmured, "At worst, I’ll shamelessly eat it, fine, let’s do it!"

"Eat it, my head," Qing’er bit his earlobe, "You think you can act cool in front of this goddess? Kneel down obediently."

Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow, "Sure is cheeky after three days without a beating; guess I need to remind you who’s the master."

With that, he turned over, dealing with the arrogant queen-like Qing’er again until she begged for mercy.

After the storm passed, Qing’er rarely rubbed her eyes and said, "Master, a bit tired, can you lull me to sleep?"

Indeed, the two had been utterly engaged, playing wildly, and now after an additional round, even the ever energetic Qing’er felt fatigued.

Chu Xuan gazed fondly at her, brushed her cheek gently, and recited:

"Long into dreams, seeing distinctly now. Overjoyed, weary, soft jade, sinking flowers. Hairpin catching sleeves, clouds piling arms. Gaze bright beneath the lamp, sweat dripping, drunk with sleep."

"Xiao Xiao sleep, Xiao Xiao sleep, yes, Xiao Xiao sleep."

Qing’er playfully chuckled, "The last two lines should be me, saying, Xiao Xiao sleep, Xiao Xiao sleep, yes, Xiao Xiao sleep~"

Saying so, she closed her eyes in Chu Xuan’s embrace, murmuring, "Not enough, hum a lullaby for me."

Chu Xuan readily agreed, thought for a moment, and began to sing a nursery rhyme from ’Mother Goose’.

"London Bridge is falling down."

"Falling down, falling down."

"London Bridge is falling down."

"My fair lady..."

Qing’er mumbled, "What strange dialect is this, can’t understand a word."

Chu Xuan chuckled, switched languages, continued singing:

"London Bridge is falling down."

"Falling down, falling down."

"London Bridge is falling down."

"My fair lady."

Qing’er then hummed alongside with the light melody, unknowingly lulled to sleep by the nursery rhyme.

There was a trace of sadness in Chu Xuan’s eyes, as he recalled the little bird whose nursery rhymes were sung so melodiously...