There are always sick girls with ill intentions towards me

Chapter 241 Yu Miaoqing: We can’t do anything to let Lingyue down

Bai Ji soon discovered something unusual and looked at Yu Miaoqing in confusion.

"Master, why is your face so red?"

Uh, uh…

Yu Miaoqing clenched her teeth, but didn't know how to explain.

Li Lingge's five fingers sank deeply into the peach buttocks, and the plump and beautiful jade squeezed out from between his fingers.

He discovered a fatal weakness of Yu Miaoqing, which was that she was too sensitive.

Practicing the Supreme Way of Forgetting Emotions has allowed Yu Miaoqing to remain calm, but it is also because of this that she has been suppressed for too long.

For a woman who has never been in a relationship at the age of 30, the more peaceful and boring the days are, the more she actually desires excitement deep down in her heart.

However, all these were suppressed by the Supreme Forgetfulness Dao, so even Yu Miaoqing herself did not notice it.

But with just the slightest touch, it is possible for unimaginable power to erupt.

For example, right now, there is a mark on the back of this master's skirt.

"Master has a fever. I will take good care of her."

Bai Ji blinked his eyes. With Master’s level of cultivation, could he get sick?
"Then my cultivation——"

"It must be because you just started practicing, so something went wrong." Li Lingge glanced at the peach forest outside the window, "You go back first, I will help you check your body later."

Yu Miaoqing, who was almost unable to hold on, took the opportunity to wave her hand and sent Bai Ji away.

When the door closed, she couldn't bear it any longer and pushed Li Lingge away.

"You are presumptuous!"

Li Lingge looked at his moist fingers.

"Master's body is much more honest than his mouth."

Seeing those crystal clear fingers, Yu Miaoqing immediately covered the hem of her skirt with her hands.

"This is only because the master is unable to practice the Supreme Forgetfulness Way."

Li Lingge looked as if he understood, and then said meaningfully.

"I heard from Bai Ji that tomorrow is the day for preaching at Taiqing Palace. Master, please preach well."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Yu Miaoqing was very resistant to the idea of ​​snatching the empress's husband away, so now was not the time to use force.

Wait until tomorrow, and let Yu Miaoqing show her true inner self in front of all the disciples of Taiqing Palace.

Completely shatter the Tao in the heart of the Palace Master of Taiqing Palace!
Li Lingge walked out of the room and closed the door. Yu Miaoqing leaned against the window with both hands and managed not to fall down.

She covered her pounding heart in shame, and her mind was filled with the image of Li Lingge.

Even though there was no one in the room at this moment, the feeling of being bullied by Li Lingge just now had not completely dissipated.

When she thought of Li Lingge's hand, her breathing became more and more rapid.

Her blushing cheeks had already exposed the desire in her heart. Although she felt extremely disgusted about the idea of ​​snatching away a disciple's husband, her body seemed to be craving it uncontrollably.

Before Li Lingge walked out of the attic, Yu Miaoqing discovered that her cultivation had recovered.

She hurriedly practiced the Supreme Forgetfulness Technique to suppress the throbbing in her heart.

Her mood gradually calmed down, but Li Lingge's words kept echoing in her mind.

"The Supreme Forgetfulness of Emotions is not Heartlessness."

"If you don't understand love, how can you forget it?"

"Could it be that he is really helping me find the great way?"

"No, this guy is clearly greedy for my body!"

"As a master, I must never do anything to let Lingyue down."

At this moment, Yu Miaoqing felt a little regretful for empathizing with her disciple.

The most sensible thing to do now is to cut off empathy with Lingyue, so that she can still stay out of trouble.

But for some reason, there was always a voice in her heart that told her not to do so.

"If I cut off my empathy with Lingyue, wouldn't that mean that my path is wrong?"

In the peach forest.

Li Lingge passed by the elder who had just returned. He looked back at the window on the third floor.

Sure enough, Yu Miaoqing was standing at the window looking at him.

He stood in place, in front of Yu Miaoqing, stretched out his crystal-clear index finger, and then touched the tip of his tongue.

boom!
Seeing this scene, Yu Miaoqing closed the window immediately.

But Li Lingge saw clearly that just before the window was closed, Yu Miaoqing's cheeks were as red as peach blossoms.

Yu Miaoqing held the window frame with both hands, her throat rolling, and her mood, which had just calmed down, was once again rippled.

She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and stopped thinking about what she had just seen.

Since she entered Taiqing Palace at a young age, she has been practicing the Supreme Way of Forgetting Love.

After more than twenty years of practice, she gradually adapted to this dull life and came to believe that she did not need a different surname at all.

Until Li Lingge appeared, until she and Lingyue empathized with each other, until Li Lingge bit her earlobe and dominated her at will.

She suddenly realized that without being too sentimental, she was just a normal woman.

However, her moral ethics and the Dao in her heart made it impossible for her to bear such shame, sin, and betrayal of the Dao.

She didn't want to do anything to let Lingyue down, even if her path would never be fulfilled.

Yu Miaoqing rested her forehead on the window frame, but for some reason, her palm uncontrollably rested on her peach-like buttocks, on the same place where Li Lingge had placed her palm before.

The slender jade hand slowly clenched, as if Li Lingge was still by her side.

She couldn't control her consciousness, and the scene of being ravaged by Li Lingge kept replaying in her mind.

Happiness, shame, guilt, immorality, complex emotions constantly assaulted her nerves.

"I am your master, we cannot do anything to let Lingyue down."

"do not want!"

"stop!"

As Yu Miaoqing murmured to herself, her plump, peach-like buttocks kept changing shape.

As he walked out of the peach forest, a system prompt sounded in Li Lingge's mind.

[Weaken the luck of Su Ze, the son of luck, and reward him with a set of pajamas! ]

After opening the system, Li Lingge immediately saw a set of extremely cool black lace chiffon pajamas.

Gee tut.

He originally wanted to bring Bai Ji to Yu Miaoqing to file a complaint, and then confront Su Ze face to face.

But unexpectedly, after Su Ze was caught by him trying to devour the essence and blood, he was too lazy to even argue and simply gave up pretending.

After killing three disciples of Taiqing Palace, Su Ze most likely escaped.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have done such a crazy thing.

"Since you have run away, I am now the only one left in this huge Taiqing Palace."

Return to the room.

Li Lingge took out the long hair from the ring and then put it into the ink bag of the pen.

Soon, the long hair disappeared and turned into ink in the ink sac.

[The host has successfully bound the consciousness diary. ]

[Bound Target: Yu Miaoqing]

[Please write down in your diary the subconscious mind of the target you want to change. ]

Looking at the consciousness diary, Li Lingge thought for a moment and wrote down the first sentence.

'The Supreme Being is forgetting emotions, but it is not being emotionless. If you do not understand emotions, how can you forget them?'

He had already said this to Yu Miaoqing in advance, and now he wanted to deepen the impression and make it completely become Yu Miaoqing's subconscious.

As long as Yu Miaoqing tries to understand love, she will completely fall into the whirlpool of love and will never be able to get out. After thinking for a while, Li Lingge added another sentence.

"To understand Li Lingge and to tolerate Li Lingge is only for the sake of seeking the truth."

I put down the pen in my hand, and there was a knock on the door.

"benefactor."

Li Lingge immediately put away the diary, then stood up and opened the door.

I saw Bai Ji standing outside the door, his eyes constantly glancing at the house behind him.

"what happened?"

Bai Ji lowered her head, rubbed her dress with her fingers, and muttered.

"I want to help my benefactor practice."

Li Lingge subconsciously held his waist with his hands.

"I saved you without asking for anything in return."

"A drop of water should be returned with a spring of gratitude." Bai Ji lowered his head even lower. "Bai Ji knows that I am not pretty enough, but, but I don't know how else I can repay my benefactor."

Li Lingge couldn't bear to see this little girl looking so inferior, so he could only raise his hand and rub her head.

"I'm a little tired today. Can we talk about cultivation another day?"

However, Bai Ji suddenly grabbed the corner of his clothes and spoke hesitantly.

"Can you please not drive me away? I'm scared."

pat.

A tear fell to the ground. She could no longer suppress the fear in her heart, and tears burst out one by one.

Li Lingge could clearly feel Bai Ji's body trembling, and said softly.

"what happened?"

He was still wondering why the little girl came again at night since they had already said they would meet again another day.

Now it seems that wanting to help him practice is secondary, there are other reasons.

Hearing Li Lingge's gentle voice, Bai Ji leaned forward and rested his forehead on his chest.

"I saw the bodies of the three sisters. They were bleeding from all seven orifices like mummies. I was afraid that Senior Brother Su would come back."

She couldn't stop feeling scared when she thought about what happened during the day.

Especially when she saw the bodies of the three people killed by Su Ze, she became even more frightened.

That tragic death scene kept flashing through her mind, and she couldn't fall asleep.

Li Lingge held the girl with a childlike face in his arms and then closed the door.

"Then you can sleep at my place tonight."

Bai Ji raised his head with red eyes and looked at Li Lingge eagerly.

"Is it really possible?"

"How can I let Bai Ji, who wanted to help me practice, become a mummy?" Li Lingge raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Bai Ji's eyes, "Come and sit down."

He pulled Bai Ji to sit on the stool, and then lifted up Bai Ji's sleeves.

Looking at the densely packed tiny wounds, he gently and evenly applied the ointment in his hand on Bai Ji's arm.

At the same time, the true energy in his body flowed into Bai Ji's body, accelerating the effect of the medicine.

As the true energy poured in, the ointment was quickly absorbed by the skin, and at the same time, the wounds healed quickly.

The area where the ointment was applied did not feel sticky at all, but the skin became smoother and more delicate.

Bai Ji put his feet together and felt the big hand caressing his arm skin. It felt itchy, warm and strange.

"My benefactor, it's okay. It will be fine in a few days."

Li Lingge stared at Bai Ji's arm carefully and said calmly.

"If it's not handled properly, it will leave scars."

Hearing this, Bai Ji fell silent.

Among all the senior sisters in Taiqing Palace, her slightly immature baby face was not outstanding.

If there are scars on the body, it will make the benefactor even more unhappy.

"I can do it myself. My benefactor is tired, so go to bed early."

After treating the wounds on both arms, Li Lingge looked at Bai Ji's chest and back.

"You probably have some injuries on your body, too."

"My body." Bai Ji immediately lowered his head to look at his chest and said shyly, "I can do it myself."

"How can you reach the wound on my back?" Li Lingge chuckled. "You are ready to help me practice, why are you shy now?"

Bai Ji pursed his lips, grasping the jade belt around his waist with his fingers, feeling a little at a loss.

She was indeed mentally prepared, but when it was really about to happen, she couldn't help but feel nervous.

Seeing her nervousness, Li Lingge held her hand and then gently pulled it.

As the belt became looser, Bai Ji's breathing became rapid and his head became dizzy.

However, she did not stop Li Lingge's actions, because she had already acquiesced that everything she had belonged to her benefactor.

Under the dress, Li Lingge actually saw a thin white bellyband.

It was made of strips of cloth, and you could see that the stitches were very messy.

The dizzy Bai Ji then remembered his bandage bellyband.

She immediately pulled her clothes tightly together to cover up the bellyband made of pieces of white cloth.

Although disciples of Taiqing Palace receive monthly allowance, she has only been in Taiqing Palace for less than a month.

The white dress she was wearing was distributed to all disciples in Taiqing Palace, but underwear was not distributed.

There was no other way before, so she endured the chest tightness and kept the bandage on.

After entering the sect, she had no money to buy a bellyband, so she could only cut the strips of cloth into strips and then piece them together to make a bellyband.

Anyway, I wear it inside and no one can see it.

But she was so nervous that she forgot about her bellyband.

"My benefactor, I will do it myself."

She thought she had gotten rid of her identity as a little beggar, but the mottled bellyband suddenly reminded her of the little beggar kneeling on the ground picking up buns.

She didn't want to show her ugly side to Li Lingge, as if she had always been that little beggar.

Li Lingge put the ointment aside and then lifted Bai Ji's chin.

"I never looked down on you, even though you were a little beggar."

He absolutely meant this from the bottom of his heart.

He recognized this person as the protagonist at first sight, so how dare he look down on him.

As he spoke, his fingers slowly slid down Baiji's neck.

Using his index finger to separate the closed lapels, he once again saw the patchwork bellyband that was propped up high.

Bai Ji slowly closed her eyes and let the dress slide off her shoulders.

The next moment, the straps of the bellyband were gently pulled, and then the two round pieces were no longer restrained.

Looking at the dense red spots on Bai Ji's chest and back, Li Lingge couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

His hands were covered with ointment, and he stood behind Bai Ji, smearing the ointment on his back with fishy spots on it.

The cool ointment fell on the skin and was blended by the warmth of the palm.

Bai Ji clenched her jade hands nervously, her embroidered shoes were arched high, and her whole body was shaking.

For some reason, she felt thirsty and wanted to drink water.

"My benefactor, I am a little thirsty."

(End of this chapter)