Chapter 524 - 261: Li Qiuyue

Chapter 524: Chapter 261: Li Qiuyue

When Qing’er stretched lazily and got up, the last stroke of the painting in Chu Xuan’s hands fell.

She was a bit surprised and curiously leaned over for a look.

The person in the painting was lying on the bed with a snow-white, delicate body, propped up on her elbows, holding a wolf hair brush in one hand and pressing down on the rice paper in the other, deeply engrossed in painting.

Her two white little feet were crossed in the air, gently swaying. Sunlight streamed in from outside the hall, and the fine golden chains reflected scattered glimmers~

The entire painting was only in black, white, and gold. The overall lines were simplistic, not confined to resembling reality, and more focused on capturing the essence.

But Qing’er immediately liked it, feeling even a little touched, "You haven’t painted for me in a long time."

Chu Xuan, smiling, handed her the scroll in his hand, "Haven’t drawn in a long time, my hands are rusty. I wasted dozens of sheets; this is the one with the highest completion."

Indeed, the reason for using an impressionistic style was because, for him now, realistic painting was even harder.

Only then did Qing’er notice the pile of crumpled wasted paper by the bed.

She didn’t mind at all, gathering them all up, failures included, "I know your memory hasn’t fully recovered; being able to paint like this is already great~"

Seeing Qing’er’s good mood, Chu Xuan brought up the real issue, "How did you know Ming Yu’s cultivation was only at the eighth realm? Even I was only speculating before."

"Of course, it’s because we had crossed swords. Although last time she didn’t go all out, seemingly keeping her cultivation pressed at the eighth realm to contend with me, the ’Celestial Ruins Inference Scripture’ I practice has the power to ’trace back to the source.’"

"After exchanging blows for a while, I managed to probe her strength and weakness." Qing’er seemed a bit proud when she spoke of this.

Ji Mingyu, who was peeping through the water mirror in the front hall of Qingping Hall, was somewhat displeased.

Fortunately, at this moment, Qing’er continued, "Of course, I admit I’m not her opponent; even without any celestial power boost, she’s too strong."

"If she had used it, then my dear master might have had to come and collect my corpse."

Chu Xuan shook his head, "She’s not as ruthless as you, wouldn’t strike to kill."

Qing’er was instantly displeased, "So you’re saying if I had the upper hand, I’d kill her?"

Chu Xuan hugged Qing’er, saying softly, "Not exactly, it’s just that you’re more reckless. You just don’t hate her now. If you did, you’d do anything."

Qing’er snorted lightly, "As long as Ji Mingyu doesn’t try to take you from me, it’s fine. If she dares to tear us apart, then it’s a deathmatch!"

Ming Yu furrowed her brows hearing this, and Little Snow also glanced cautiously at her master.

Chu Xuan kissed Qing’er’s hair, "I will speak with her about it in the future. Also, think of me before you act; I don’t wish harm upon either of you."

Qing’er replied bluntly, "If she gets me mad, I’ll take it out on you; see if I don’t make her feel heartache!"

Chu Xuan chuckled, "But won’t you feel sorry for me?"

"Nope, why feel sorry for a scoundrel?" Qing’er feigned arrogance.

Hearing this, Chu Xuan tickled her, and the two laughed and played for a while before he continued:

"Since you eavesdropped earlier, will you promise to help out on the Celestial Alliance’s side?"

"Change your identity and appearance, so it won’t implicate the sect."

Qing’er was a bit puzzled, "I’ve been keeping an eye on the situation between you two. The Shangguan family seems to have been quiet, right?"

"Why are you so nervous, acting like Yao Yufei is short of hands?"

Chu Xuan was silent for a moment, "The quieter they are, the more I have a sense of crisis, fearing they’re silently lurking, waiting for a chance to deliver a fatal blow, just like last time."

"That’s why I want to gather all available forces. Once this ’journey’ ends, I’ll go back to Li’an Demon Sect and enter seclusion."

"Then we’ll wait for the other side to make a move, and even if Shangguan Yu leads the whole family’s strength to siege, I won’t fear him."

Hearing this, Qing’er thought for a moment but agreed, "No problem. Anyway, those old guys from the Celestial Ruins can’t control me, I go where I want, do what I want."

Chu Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, then told her his upcoming schedule, "Rest assured, if everything goes smoothly, we’ll meet again soon."

"Stay with me one more day." Qing’er playfully clung to Chu Xuan’s arm.

"Sure," Chu Xuan easily agreed.

Thus, Qing’er dragged Chu Xuan out to enjoy the mountains and rivers, sketching and painting en plein air, and playing a guzheng tune for him. At least, not all their time was wasted in bed.

During this time, "Little Snow" came to cause trouble, preventing Qing’er from playing, which almost made her slap the girl if Chu Xuan hadn’t held her back.

...

On the sword’s light, Chu Xuan helplessly ruffled "Little Snow’s" head, "Why are you so persistent?"

"Qing’er was genuinely upset earlier. If I hadn’t stopped her, you would’ve been in danger."

Even so, Chu Xuan still coaxed Qing’er for a long time, making countless "unequal treaties," before she allowed him to leave.

Ji Mingyu puffed up angrily, "I... no, the master was supposed to play for you first. She practiced for so long; you have to listen to her first. That vixen can’t go ahead."

Chu Xuan’s eyes were a bit complicated, but he still smiled, "A guzheng and a seven-stringed zither are not the same."

"Anyway, they appear similar; both are plucking instruments." She retorted stubbornly.