Chapter 547 - 272: Still Trying to Deny Responsibility, Huh? (Part 2)

Chapter 547: Chapter 272: Still Trying to Deny Responsibility, Huh? (Part 2)

Thus, this night, the tender sounds echoed endlessly in the boudoir.

Yin He, who initially wanted to take the lead, was soon overwhelmed by Chu Xuan※ to the point of distraction, then repeatedly begged for mercy until the two of them finally soared※※ beyond the heavens.

...

Yes, this was how Chu Xuan and Madam Yin He first met, a memory so vivid that it required no reminder; once Chu Xuan laid eyes on her, he recalled it step by step.

Furthermore, during this recollection, Chu Xuan employed a method of verbal narration to aid his memory.

Madam Yin He finished listening and said innocently, "Oh, there was such a story? I had no idea~"

Seeing her seductive manner, Chu Xuan couldn’t help but pinch her chin and kissed her lips fiercely.

Yin He initially struggled softly, but soon she responded with pleasure, entwined with this bad man...

However, after the kiss, she discontentedly slapped away the restless hand on her chest, "Let go of your dog paw."

Chu Xuan awkwardly withdrew his hand, "Sorry, force of habit."

Yin He replied with mild annoyance, "Humph, you dirty rogue, do you remember how you used to tease me with those indecent words back in the day?"

Chu Xuan laughed and sang:

"Grateful for the mercy, let the past be bygone."

"Fair face gradually frees its frown, also thanks to me bowing low on bended knee."

"Please, disrobe, don’t be shy, quickly blow out the light, don’t linger..."

This piece is also from "The Kite Mistake," the lines Chu Xuan recited to her on their wedding night.

The implication was: Grateful for your merciful forgiveness, overlooking my past mistakes entirely.

Please, anger dissipate, ease your brow, anger dissipate, ease your brow; it’s also thanks to me bowing low on bended knee.

Please, disrobe, do not fear embarrassment, quickly blow out the light, do not linger.

This corresponds to the lines spoken by the protagonist Han Qizhong with the second Miss Zhan during the consummation night.

Madam Yin He felt sweetly moved seeing him remember, for over the years, when she missed Chu Xuan, she often sang these two lines.

The person hidden in the corner of the hall watching secretly felt a slight tremor in their heart, so it was like this...

As the memories in his mind continued to resurface, Chu Xuan kissed Yin He’s cheek tenderly, "You’ve suffered all these years, please tell me roughly what happened after my death."

Since years ago, when Wugen Ping formally joined, even though Chu Xuan harnessed their power, he never exposed them to the public, nor did outsiders know the closeness of their relationship.

Moreover, with Wugen Ping possessing a lifeline treasure such as the Mist Traveling Boat, and the Immortal Sword being unsealed early by Chu Xuan and handed to Madam Yin He as a trump card, even though he perished, Wugen Ping was never implicated and even grew stronger, emerging from the shadows over the years.

Yin He looked somewhat resentful, "What else could happen, although you told me beforehand that this battle would be perilous and arranged many things for afterward, I never expected you would truly just die like that."

"You had it easy, but I had to handle the aftermath for you, consolidating the remnants of the Blood Clothes Sect and other forces of the Celestial Alliance, as well as those closely connected to you, preventing them from being persecuted by the righteous faction."

"Now most of our old friends are no longer alive, and their descendants know nothing of their elders’ relationship with you; they have completely integrated into Wugen Ping."

Chu Xuan remained silent at her words, only speaking after a long pause, "Thank you."

"Is there any need for thanks between you and me," Madam Yin He quietly leaned on his chest, "As for what happened later, it is about as you guessed."

"You know, I was once a very ambitious woman. Even after you were gone, I remained dedicated to developing the organization under my command. Year after year passed, finally reaching the scale it is now."

"Part of the reason for this persistence was to keep myself occupied, as you hinted once that I shouldn’t assume you’re so easily dead and gone. That’s how I’ve managed to come this far."

Chu Xuan, moved, kissed her again, "Why do you say ’once’?"

Yin He lazily said, "Because now I just want to lie down, so don’t call me ’career-oriented’ anymore. I only want to be a sloth, eating and waiting to die sort; I’ve lost my passion for life."

Chu Xuan chuckled lightly, "Seeing me return like a bolt of lightning, can you not muster any enthusiasm?"

Yin He pouted and slapped him, "Lightning, you big-headed ghost! How many years did you make me wait?"

Chu Xuan, trying to pacify her, said, "My fault, my fault."

Yin He sighed softly, "Forget it. As you once said, some things shouldn’t be judged right or wrong, beautiful or ugly, and not even by strength or outcome—it’s all a fate woven by chance threads."

"Perhaps our acquaintance is just such a fate."

Chu Xuan looked into her eyes, "Now that I’ve been revived and regained my memory, I won’t let you down again."

Yin He looked at him with amusement, "And you won’t let down Ji Mingyu, Su Mengqing, Pei Shurou, Gu Haitang, Duanmu Qing, Qin Mengyao, Jiang Yiyi... and so many other women, right?"

Chu Xuan, hearing her name them all, felt slightly embarrassed, "Well, I’ve already tried to restrain myself, rest assured, there won’t be any new members joining the harem."

"That’s hard to say." Madam Yin He replied lazily.

"Oh, by the way," she suddenly remembered something, and asked with a half-smile, "What do you think of that girl?"

Chu Xuan asked puzzled, "Girl, which girl? The one who brought me over, Leng Yu?"

Yin He nodded gracefully.

Chu Xuan considered for a moment before answering, "She’s not bad, calm and composed, knows when to advance or retreat, her cultivation is also well polished at the sixth level, definitely a talent worth nurturing."

Yin He snorted coldly, "Are you playing dumb? I’m asking if you have any feelings for her?"

Chu Xuan responded speechlessly, "Don’t overthink it, how could I have any thoughts about your trusted subordinate."

Madam Yin He nodded with satisfaction, "That’s good, because if you, this womanizing rogue with a mind full of women, dared to lay a hand on my daughter, I’d be the first to castrate you!"

As she spoke, a fierce gleam flashed in her eyes, clearly not joking.

Chu Xuan was stunned, "Daughter? You have a daughter?!"

"Who’s the father of the child? Surely he’s not around here?"

Yin He’s expression shifted instantly, and she slapped him with a loud smack!

"Chu Xuan! Are you planning on denying it after sleeping with me??"

This time, Chu Xuan was utterly dumbfounded, muttering to himself, "You mean, she’s my daughter..."

Although Madam Yin He hadn’t completely dispelled her anger, she replaced it with a disdainful smile, "Surprised?"

"In the years we’ve been together, how many times did you, this lecher, lay with me? Day after day, I couldn’t even count the times."

"Even though the chance of pregnancy decreases for cultivators with higher levels, striking luck once shouldn’t be surprising, right?"

Chu Xuan felt deeply conflicted, never having expected to have such a grown daughter while still relatively young himself, though indeed, he’s also quite ancient now...

No wonder he had a sense of familiarity with Leng Yu earlier, her looks inherited from both himself and Yin He, bearing some resemblance to them, like her eyebrows resembling his, while her face shape was more like her mother’s.

Before, Chu Xuan had been too embarrassed to say he felt a certain inexplicable closeness to her, attributing it to the blood bond rather than another bout of insanity.

Chu Xuan paused for a moment and asked, "When did you get pregnant?"

"Around the time you died," Madam Yin He’s tone was airy, giving no clues to the emotions she felt back when she learned of her beloved’s death.

Chu Xuan held her tightly again, kissing her forehead with deep affection, "You’ve been through so much, it’s my fault."