XuanQing palace only has one master bedroom, the other rooms Ling Qingxuan never bothered to clean before, Feng Jue was focused on cultivating, thus he didn’t notice either, so they had always rested in the same spacious room.
When Feng Jue’s sick and resting, Ling Qingxuan would be on the hammock outside, she doesn’t even remember when she fell asleep.
After Feng Jue dealt with the bed and covers, He saw the fluttering sleeves of the lady lying on the hammock.
He carefully and quietly walked over, softly calling out, “Master?”
There was only the lady’s soft breathing in the wind, he swallowed slightly, nervously reaching out his hand and softly placing it on her face.
Smooth, cold, is it too cold outside?
Not satisfied, he held her hand, his heart was pounding as if it was going to explode the next second.
One was freezing cold, the other was burning hot.
He quietly looked at her for a bit, then bravely picked her up.
In the past it was always her carrying or hugging, he doesn’t know her weight, now that she’s in his embrace, she was very light, just like a feather, like the most precious item, Feng Jue carefully placed her on the big bed in the bedroom.
“Wu… Hard…”
The properly placed body curled up, Ling Qingxuan had always despised this bed for being too hard and didn’t wanna sleep on it, Feng Jue suddenly understood, blushing as he reached out in attempt to change the location, the hands he reached out never came back, he was pulled under the lady, turning into a soft mattress.
“Huu..”
Finally feeling a bit comfortable, Ling Qingxuan laid on top of him, nudged around for a bit, before becoming completely still.
Not daring to even release a single breath, Feng Jue almost suffocated himself, he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, plus Ling Qingxuan had just nudged against him!
Now it’s not just his heart that’s about to explode, his brain is about to break down.
In the silent space, he felt that his heart beat was as loud as thunder, he couldn’t help but want to cover up Ling Qingxuan’s ears.
He’s actually on his master’s bed, and he is being pressed underneath her, even though he knows that his master did this unconsciously without any meaning, but as long as he think back to how well she treat him during this time, his heart seems to melt, and completely filling up his chest.
His legs and hands secured Ling Qingxuan, not letting her fall back onto the bed.
The closeby breathing, Feng Jue looked at that slightly parted ruby lips, his eyes darkened, “Master, I’m sorry!”
A light and quick kiss landed on her face.
Moving to the lips, he lost all courage, he hugged Ling Qingxuan tightly, his eyelids couldn’t hold on anymore as he fell asleep.
That night she slept very comfortably, Ling Qingxuan woke up on the hammock, the table in the room was filled with many fresh fruits and items to wash up.
She quickly cleaned up herself, heading out to take a look, XuanQing palace was bustling with noise and excitement, it was way more lively than usual, the disciples of the sect basically completely filled up the entire area outside the palace, they had waited for a long time, it turned out that Ling Qingxuan had just woken up.
“Wishing a happy birthday to Elder Ling’s closed door disciple Feng Jue.”
Ling Qingxuan looked around, Qin Qizi hadn’t come, looks like rejecting him yesterday and defeating him, caused him to be very much displeased.
Where’s Feng Jue?
[Drying his blankets in the back.] ZZ reported his location.
Ling Qingxuan called Feng Jue over, “You will greet these people, distribute the items accordingly.”
She straightup threw Feng Jue a ring, all the items are inside.
“This, is this a birthday present?” Feng Jue felt guilty and didn’t dare to look at her, his voice was also small, “Thank you master, master’s birthday present, I will give it later!”
Ling Qingxuan: ???
What present, Ben Zuo didn’t seem to have prepared any present.
[Host, quickly say ok!]
“....Ok.”
[Villain Feng Jue’s favorability +5]
ZZ started rolling everywhere in the space, awesome, just missing ten more points and this mission will be completed.
In the disciples, there are noble and virtuous ones, they weren’t willing to come support Feng Jue’s celebration, however they still came for the spiritual fruit that is helpful to cultivation.
“Isn’t he just relying on Elder’s Ling support, if Elder Ling didn’t want him, he would be no different than those mice that scurries everywhere, look at the appearance he is putting on, just watching him angers me.”
“But Elder Ling is not only strong, she also have that many treasures, that’s really amazing, why did she give up on herself and choose Feng Jue.”
“It can’t be due to his face right? But Mu Lin isn’t bad either.”
Feng Jue had just gave out a batch of spiritual fruit when he heard the conversation, and as soon as he turned around those people once again revealed smiling faces.
“Junior brother Feng Jue, Happy birthday.”
“Elder Ling had said, one per person, you won’t not give us one right?”
They had purposely said it for him to hear, since Elder Ling had made a promise before, he couldn't break it, he could only endure.
Feng Jue’s pupils sharpened, he took out the spiritual fruit as usual, but they knocked it out of his hands halfway.
“Aiya, how did the spiritual fruit fall, Junior brother, your hand is trembling too badly, quickly help us pick it up.”
The other people looked over, Feng Jue looked at the spiritual fruit covered in dust, lifting his eyes, jeering coldly, “To sum it up, you guys are just jealous of me, a person with low talent, entering master’s eyes, if you’re not convinced, then let’s duel, if you lose, you are never to step into our Xuan Qing palace ever again.”
“You! You’re arrogant just because you’re favored, who gave you the courage, you….”
“Obviously it’s Ben Zuo who gave it to him.” Ling Qingxuan cut off that person’s sentence, “Pick it up.”
“Pick, Pick up what, it’s him who made it fall, it should be him who picks it up.” Facing Ling Qingxuan made his vigor go straight down.
“Oh, then just let it stay there, since you don’t want it anyways, the duel that Ben Zuo’s disciple mentioned, are you going to accept it?”
Just gone for a second and there is already someone who come for trouble, these brats are so idle.
Since it’s already said that the spiritual fruit is unwanted, the others didn’t dare to pick it up even though their eyes were filled with desire, the provoking Huang Chu coincidentally is Elder Huang’s disciple, if he doesn’t accept the duel, then it would mean he isn’t able to support Elder Huang’s honor.
Huang Chu gritted his teeth as he accepted, he’s a disciple who has been in the sect for three years, how can he be afraid of this trash, why can this trash be accepted under Elder Ling, and Elder Ling obviously is very protective.
Outside of XuanQing palace, there is coincidentally an empty plot of land, the people who didn’t leave after accepting the items, all crowded around, while Feng Jue and Huang Chu stood in the middle with their swords raised.
“Start.” The powerful voice sounded, the two started to attack each other, this duel was straight to the point.
In the crowd Mu Lin analyzed Feng Jue’s moes, shaking his head, not good, even with such a good master like Elder Ling, he lacks fighting experience.
What a waste.
His attention moved to Ling Qingxuan’s figure, the lady’s white robe fluttered in the wind, not a speck of dust, just like a snow lotus in the sky and on the mountain, desirable and daunting.
If he were her disciple, he definitely won’t let her be put in such an awkward position.
** Basically he thinks that Feng Jue’s skills sucks and he will lose, causing LQX to become humiliated **
“What’s happening, Feng Jue managed to block it?”
In the first half, Feng Jue remained in the disadvantageous position, after understanding Huang Chu’s fighting patterns, he blocked the sword that was about to land on him.
“Ha, I will see how long you can last.” Huang Chu laughed disdainfully, speeding up.
At this time Feng Jue started to move about swiftly, not only did he block him multiple times, he almost made his sword fall out of his hand, very quickly Huang Chu noticed that the situation was not right, this guy actually predicted his next move!
Ling Qingxuan watched on expressionlessly, while she praised him for his amazing learning ability inwardly, actually predicting so accurately.
“Master.”
Feng Jue smiled at her, his spiritual sword stopped at Huang Chu’s throat.
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