CH 106

In the warm room, two teenagers hugged each other and whispered softly.

Jiang Qingyue shed a few tears, rubbing against him for a while before calming down, then scolded him like a spoiled child, “Stop talking nonsense.”

“How am I talking nonsense?” Ren Shuhan’s eyes were also red, “Do you need me to open up my heart for you to believe me?”

Even he felt cheesy saying this, but it was truly what he felt.

Jiang Qingyue quickly shook his head, looking at him pitifully.

It’s not that I don’t believe you, it’s just that I like you too much and I’m afraid of separation… Ren Shuhan could sense his meaning, so he pinched his cheek and softened his tone, “Don’t make a habit out of this, crybaby.”

Jiang Qingyue bit his lip tightly, tears falling again.

“Alright, stop crying,” Ren Shuhan had to pat his back firmly, “You’ve broken my heart with all this crying.”

Jiang Qingyue’s ears turned red, whispering to him about the trivial matters of these days.

Ren Shuhan responded with “Mmhm” repeatedly, feeling like he was holding onto a clingy little cat, soft, warm, and fragrant.

“Later, tell Wen Xin that if you want to sleep in, lock the door and don’t let others know that we have a spatial artifact for crossing,” Ren Shuhan thought of the luxurious treatment in He Huan Sect and planned to take him there to have fun. He stroked his smooth long hair and said, “I’ll take you to soak in the hot spring.”

Jiang Qingyue nodded, snuggling in his arms, reluctant to part.

As dawn approached, Wen Xin finished practicing a set of swordsmanship in the yard and came to knock on the door.

“I’m resting today, skip breakfast for me, call me for lunch instead,” Jiang Qingyue said embarrassedly, then turned to put on his outer clothes, avoiding looking at Ren Shuhan.

“Understood,” Wen Xin went to the kitchen alone.

Although it was Jiang Qingyue’s first time sleeping in, Wen Xin didn’t take it seriously.

She was entrusted to take care of Jiang Qingyue, it was just like taking care of a landlady. Everything was based on the landlady’s interests. Only if the landlady’s master came, she would have to step aside. Naturally, she wouldn’t have any objections to him sleeping in, but skipping breakfast was not allowed. What if Ren Shuhan came back and found that he had lost weight from hunger?

Wen Xin prepared some pastries and hot soup from the kitchen, put them in a food box, gently pushed the door open, and placed it by the bedside for him.

Ren Shuhan heard the footsteps in advance, hid in the wardrobe, and waited for Wen Xin to leave before coming out.

Jiang Qingyue laid facing the wall, burying his flushed cheeks under the blanket, unable to help but giggle.

“You’re so improper.” After the door closed, he cupped his hands around his mouth and teased Ren Shuhan in a muffled voice.

Ren Shuhan pinched him, “What are you thinking?”

Seeming innocent, but always doing unexpected things, Ren Shuhan increasingly felt that he was more suitable for demonic cultivation, after all, he was really like a little devil.

But Jiang Qingyue sat curled up in the bed waiting for him, with black hair cascading down his shoulders, looking cute and obedient.

Ren Shuhan resisted his urge, turned around and said, “I’m going to read behind the screen.”

In fact, there were no normal books to read in He Huan Sect…

Jiang Qingyue grabbed his sleeve, lowered his head, and said, “If you don’t mind, let’s do it together.”

Of course I mind!

Ren Shuhan politely declined, afraid that he wouldn’t be able to control himself, so he had to practice his self-control on the side.

But he soon lost control, because Jiang Qingyue felt hot all over but didn’t dare to provoke him by clinging to the screen, so he only soaked for a while. After finishing breakfast and tidying up the food box, he got up to dry himself, only to find a pile of colorful clothes by the pool, as well as fans, jade pendants, and so on, all neatly placed there, with a note next to them indicating that they were for Master Ren’s use.

“Are all these for you?”

Jiang Qingyue picked up the clothes and examined them. Two of them were not suitable for Ren Shuhan’s size, but they fit him perfectly.

“Oh,” Ren Shuhan turned his head away, avoiding looking at the graceful figure behind the screen, “You can take them all, I don’t like those colors.”

“They’re quite nice…” Jiang Qingyue liked them a lot, but the fabric seemed a bit thin, “Hmm? Are they not ready yet?”

“Huh?”

Ren Shuhan looked up and instantly blushed.

Jiang Qingyue was wearing the style favored by most men in He Huan Sect. The light pink gauze barely covered his body, revealing a hint of skin. The golden belt adorned with pendants hugged his slim waist, with high slits on both sides, leaving nothing underneath, barefoot after bathing, with damp black hair and fair skin, he looked like a fairy from the mortal realm…

“You… you…”

Ren Shuhan was so embarrassed that he couldn’t speak.

Critique him? But it didn’t seem right. In the southern sects and among the Western tribes, it was common for men and women to bare their chests. In the immortal realm, such dressing was even more prevalent. Many in He Huan Sect exposed even more. He didn’t see anything wrong with it. Why was it different when it came to him?

And besides, he looked… very good in it.

“Your face is red,” Jiang Qingyue’s face was also red as he spoke, but not as exaggerated as Ren Shuhan’s. He lowered his head, tugging at the hem of the skirt that revealed his legs, “Is it nice?”

Ren Shuhan was speechless, he grabbed his wrist, pulled him into his arms, and hugged him for a while.

Jiang Qingyue was clearly startled and pushed him away slightly.

“Do you understand?” Ren Shuhan made a strange request, “So, from now on, don’t wear these in front of me.”

Jiang Qingyue: “…”

He had only heard of husbands not allowing their wives to wear nice clothes outside, fearing they would be admired by others. He had never heard of not allowing wives to dress up at home.

“Not allowed at all in the future?” Jiang Qingyue was a bit disappointed.

Ren Shuhan couldn’t bear to see him upset, so he said, “In two years, when we become husband and wife, you can…”

Entice me again, be responsible for me, little troublemaker = =

Jiang Qingyue eagerly hooked his pinky finger with Ren Shuhan’s, “Okay, just two years!”

“Okay.” Ren Shuhan looked into his eyes, “Just two years, you get ready.”

This time it was Jiang Qingyue who blushed.

After a morning of fussing around, Ren Shuhan sent him back to his small house in Jiang Mansion. Before leaving, he was grabbed again, and Jiang Qingyue spoke a few words to him in a coquettish manner.

“Um…” Jiang Qingyue hesitated, playing with his fingers, “I actually don’t need to build my foundation, it doesn’t matter to me. Don’t force yourself, and be safe when you’re away from home.”

Ren Shuhan kissed him on the ear.

“Don’t worry.”

He had prepared to escape at any sign of trouble before, especially since he had a little one waiting for him at home to take care of. Now that he had the system, it was hard to encounter danger. He was only concerned about helping Jiang Qingyue build his foundation in the future…

“In the future, if I’m not busy, I’ll try to come back every night.”

Jiang Qingyue nodded reluctantly, seeing him off with reluctance.

Ren Shuhan decided to build his foundation as soon as possible, bid farewell to He Huan Sect, and go to the territory of the Dharma, Guangsha, to borrow the artifact from the rumored Third Young Master Duan and test spiritual roots.

Yun Xiangrong was very reluctant to part with him and teased him, “Once you wear our clothes, you belong to us. Why leave? Guangsha is full of talents, with eyes on top of their heads. When you go there, you won’t get the treatment you get here. You might even regret it.”

Ren Shuhan wiped his sweat, “…My… my wife likes your clothes, I want to use them for him. Although I’m leaving He Huan Sect today, I will never forget Lady Yun’s hospitality in the future.”

“Just kidding,” Yun Xiangrong sighed, “The Lotus Platform of the Unborn only accepts those with destiny. Once you leave, you won’t be able to find us again. Do you think I’m greedy for your repayment? But seeing how much you care, I want to help the little master.”

This surprised Ren Shuhan.

“Immortals outside will devour people,” Yun Xiangrong looked at him meaningfully, “Otherwise, why do you think mortals who come to the immortal realm never return?”

Ren Shuhan asked the system for confirmation about the danger in other places, and the answer was none.

But what Yun Xiangrong said made sense.

“But I know people like you too well. Advising you won’t help,” Yun Xiangrong pointed to a distant building that looked like a mirage, “I can only send you off to Guangsha. If you can survive and return home alive, and see your little beauty again, remember…”

Ren Shuhan became serious, listening attentively.

“Remember the secret technique Lady Yun taught you.”

Ren Shuhan: “…”

It’s hard to forget.

Yun Xiangrong laughed heartily, “If you cultivate the demonic path, immortals won’t accept you. If you cultivate the immortal path, demons won’t accept you. Listen to Lady Yun’s words, and don’t tell others about your silly wife wanting to cultivate the demonic path anymore, or else Third Young Master Duan will eat you up without leaving a bone.”

Ren Shuhan didn’t take it seriously, “Why go to such lengths? What does it matter to them what path I cultivate?”

“That’s right,” Yun Xiangrong sighed helplessly, “If everyone thinks like you, how would demonic cultivation have fallen to its current state, and who would be there to reason with them?”

Ren Shuhan suddenly realized the implication of her words: If you cultivate the demonic path, neither immortals nor demons will accept you.

Mmh, I kinda feel like that Duan dude is going to be a pain… I hope I’m wrong >.>

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