Chapter 182: A Tryst With The Fairy

Chapter 182: A Tryst With The Fairy

Sneak out? Heart-to-heart conversation?

After Lu Xun read Fairy Su's message, he was momentarily perplexed. He also felt a great deal of curiosity and some mild emotion. It was no wonder that the big demoness and Fairy Su could be both enemies and friends. They were walking down the same path, with the big demoness hiding from Xuan Yin, and Fairy Su avoiding the big demoness.

"Sneaking out sounds quite challenging," Lu Xun mumbled with a faint tinge of seriousness in his expression. "It was already difficult before, and now that my wife has left seclusion, how can I sneak out? There's no reason for it."

Lu Xun pondered but couldn't come up with a perfect solution. Unless he could recreate the situation from last time, where the two women had a falling out and he used it as an opportunity to leave while pretending to be offended. However, he knew it was highly unlikely that a similar situatin would occur between the two demonesses. Even a casual remark from the big demoness would send the little one shivering.

The key problem was that even if he managed to sneak out, the big demoness would undoubtedly sense his presence with Fairy Su. She would surely come to his side, making it impossible for him to escape detection. If that happened, there would be no way to leave, and he'd probably spend the rest of his life in bed with the two demonesses taking turns snuggling under the covers.

"Oh well," Lu Xun sighed in resignation, preparing to tell Fairy Su that he couldn't sneak out. But as his hand was about to lower, it hesitated. Fairy Su was undoubtedly full of anticipation and urgency. If he extinguished her expectations by admitting he couldn't leave, it might ruin the delicate connection they had established with great difficulty.

After a moment of thought and a calm analysis, Lu Xun silently allowed his hand to lower and instead wrote a message on the spiritual mirror to express what he wanted to convey.

Meanwhile, Su Jingyi was sitting at her desk, wearing a simple Daoist robe. Compared to the enchanting allure of the big demoness, Fairy Su seemed more ethereal and graceful.

"He probably can't come out, right? The demoness is keeping a close eye on him," Su Jingyi lightly bit her lip and a hint of helplessness crossed her face. She muttered to herself, "I asked for the impossible. I forgot about his current situation."

The hope that had filled her heart gradually cooled, and a faint sense of disappointment enveloped her. She let out a deep sigh and gently supported her chin with her arm. Her eyes stared into the distance, and her cold, resolute beauty was filled with yearning and distress for someone.

Why does he like me? Is it simply because he covets my beauty, or is it something the demoness tasked him with? As she contemplated this, she couldn't help but pick up the spiritual mirror and look at her own reflection. The cold yet breathtaking face in the mirror made Fairy Su feel a slight sense of pride and self-satisfaction, even though she usually didn't care much about her beauty.

In terms of looks, I'm no less than the demoness, and when it comes to figure, I might even have the upper hand. If it's a choice between the two of us, I might not necessarily lose to her. But...

Su Jingyi bit her lip and a hint of irritation and annoyance crossed her face. It was likely that he desired both of us, given his audacity. Honestly, instead of sharing a lover with the demoness, it would be better to share him with Mu Qingshuang, the widow.

Realizing her thoughts, a faint blush appeared on her cheeks. Fairy Su snapped back to reality from her daydreams and couldn't help but feel embarrassed. Why had she been so lost in thought lately? Having even a slight fondness for him was already going too far, and yet she was still thinking about sharing him with Qingshuang.

Just when Fairy Su was scoffing at her own irrationality, the spiritual mirror in her hand lit up again. She gazed at the content on the mirror with a slow, subtle smile on her lips. Her eyes filled with delight.

Miao Fengxian was puzzled for a moment, understanding the implied message from the little thief. It seemed he wanted to leave. Xuan Yin, who was more direct than her master, immediately asked, "Are you planning to leave here?"

"No, no," Lu Xun shook his head and muttered, "I just want to go out by myself for a while, to see some of my old friends. Meeting old friends after years apart, we'll wonder if it's a dream; feeling sad, we ask about each other's years."

Hearing Lu Xun's last words, Miao Fengxian was deeply moved in her heart. She lightly frowned and said, "You can go. The sooner you leave, the sooner you'll return."

Xuan Yin was utterly surprised, incredulously looking at her master. Had her husband managed to secure her master's approval with just eloquent words? She bit her lips and quietly said, "Since Master has agreed, you should go quickly. Remember to buy some food for the little fox on your way back."

"Yes!"

"My wife, I'm leaving." With a sense of reluctance, Lu Xun bid farewell to Xuan Yin. Taking advantage of her distracted moment, he gazed affectionately at the big demoness, and then slipped out of the room. In this vast room, only the two demonesses were left, facing each other.

"Master?"

"Why did you agree?" After her husband left, Xuan Yin eagerly asked.

Miao Fengxian looked at her and gently said, "The words he spoke reminded me of old friends I've lost in the past. They all left my side, and the times they were away were long, and the times we gathered were short. I can understand your husband's emotions, so I agreed to his request."

As the conversation concluded, the big demoness added, "Read more books. Haven't you been neglecting your studies? Lying in his bed all day."

Xuan Yin was embarrassed, lowered her head and replied sheepishly, "I will study, Master. Please don't mention it."

Within the city of Yangzhou, Su Jingyi wore an elegant and luxurious gown, with a white veil covering her face. She stood alone by the side of a painted boat, her voluptuous figure cleverly concealed by a spell, making it impossible for outsiders to appreciate her grace.

"Why isn't he here yet? I've been waiting for almost half an incense stick's burning time. If he doesn't arrive soon, I... I'll have to leave," Fairy Su murmured, her patience wearing thin. It was her first time officially seeking out the young man, and she had been kept waiting for half an hour already.

"I really want to strangle him," Su Jingyi muttered, her brows furrowing with irritation.

Just as she voiced her frustration, a familiar figure appeared not far away. He was dressed in a satin robe, with a jade sash around his waist, and held a folding fan. Handsome, elegant, and charming, this man was none other than Lu Xun.