Minglong

Chapter 318 Qingmo, what are you doing?
Princess Mansion, Garden.

In February, the lakeside is lush and green, and flower buds have already sprouted on the branches.

Nangong Ye, dressed in a pure white dress, sat cross-legged on the lakeside terrace. Although he still appeared as a disciple, as the saying goes, "appearance reflects the heart." After several months of cultivation, his entire demeanor had clearly changed. The aura of an ethereal, otherworldly sword immortal was once again revealed, and he even exuded a sense of composure and restraint befitting the leader of the Dan Ding Sect.

Zhao Ling, dressed in a palace dress, sat cross-legged beside Linghu Qingmo. Although she was the same age as Linghu Qingmo, her demeanor made her appear to be a junior. This was because her best friend had been growing too fast in recent months with the help of a game booster, like a cultivation machine. Zhao Ling felt the pressure and had been diligently cultivating recently to avoid falling too far behind.

Meanwhile, the fair-skinned and beautiful Da Duoduo sat down beside them in a three-person formation, clearly a bit absent-minded, thinking that she should prepare a banquet, otherwise how would she deal with Young Master Xie's playful antics and groping when he came over tonight? He had already kissed her cheek during the day, and now he would have to feed her imported wine tonight...

Perhaps sensing Duoduo's absent-mindedness, Nangong Ye reminded her in a clear, ethereal voice:

"Calm your mind and focus, don't let your mind wander."

"Oh……"

Duoduo quickly straightened her back and sat up straight, continuing her breathing exercises.

Although Nangong Ye appeared focused, he was actually a little restless, since Huang Mao had been sneaking into Chun Gui's room every night recently, insisting on holding her while they slept.

She was afraid that Mo Mo's body would get used to it, so she was actually very restrained, only letting him have a verbal sparring session once in a long while. Then, this blond guy had nothing to do, so he made a bet with her and assigned her a task. If she didn't meet the daily cultivation progress target, she would have to endure being bullied for being immoral. If she met the target, she could make that brat behave for a whole night.

Driven by guilt, her cultivation speed was astounding, but upon learning that Xie Jinhuan was going on a long journey and she couldn't go with him, her mind was in turmoil, resulting in her not making any progress at all. She hadn't completed her task tonight, and she feared...

Ugh……

Nangong Ye took a deep breath, intending to calm his mind and clear away distracting thoughts, but he found feedback coming from the depths of his soul, as if the demoness was up to her tricks again.

Huh? Didn't Xie Jinhuan come back?
Could it be that the enchantress went to the Marquis's mansion...?

Nangong Ye frowned, trying to suppress his distracting thoughts, but found that the feedback this time was very special. The feeling of being there became stronger and stronger, and finally even the surroundings became quiet, and he could even hear the man's breathing.

"Huff... huff..."

Her shyness grew stronger, and she could even feel the smoothness on her chest. She lingered, doing something very familiar, while her cheek was gently caressed by a hand...

? ?
Nangong Ye snapped out of his daze and realized that the 'hallucination' had not dissipated, causing him to freeze.

Opening his eyes and looking around, he found himself in the master bedroom of the Marquis's mansion, with a window sill on the left and a canopy bed in front of him.

The well-built young marquis sat in front of him, blindfolded, with a hint of doubt in his expression.

She knelt before him like a lover, holding...

"Um?!"

Nangong Ye was struck dumb, looking around in disbelief.

Xie Jinhuan was listening to the ghost's tales when he heard Qingmo exclaim in surprise. He quickly pulled down his blindfold and looked down, only to be met with the spectacular sight of the icy giant diligently serving him, which almost made him bleed:
"What's wrong? What's wrong? Huh?"

Although the appearance and physique of the person in front of them remained unchanged, the difference in facial expressions between the master and disciple was enormous.

Qingmo looked surprised; wide-eyed stares are quite adorable, something like this:

(⊙⊙)！

Bing Tuozi, on the other hand, was taken aback, her brows furrowed, using the sharpness of the Iceberg Swordswoman to conceal her inner bewilderment, something like this:
(ー`ー)
Having spent so much time together, Xie Jinhuan recognized the person in front of him as Bing Tuozi in real life at a glance. He was shocked. Moreover, Bing Tuozi habitually tensed up when nervous, his delicate hand transforming into a vise, causing Xie Jinhuan to lose his composure and...

"Huh? You..."

Nangong Ye was completely bewildered when he realized that this brat had broken through his bottleneck at the last minute. He hurriedly parried, but habitually didn't dodge. Instead, he closed his eyes, bit his lower lip, and endured it, showing a hint of disdain. He even used his hands to help clear the meridians, so that this brat wouldn't be stuck in this limbo...

Nourishing~
……

At the same time, in the Princess's Mansion.

Linghu Qingmo was being lectured by her boyfriend in various ways. She was initially embarrassed and annoyed, but halfway through, she suddenly found herself becoming more and more at peace and even a little distracted.

When she regained consciousness, she found herself sitting in the princess's garden, with Ling'er and Duoduo beside her...

"Eh?"

Linghu Qingmo quickly clutched his chest, only to find that his clothes were neatly arranged, and he had even changed back into his old clothes. His sword was also beside him, and he was stunned.
what happened?

How did I end up here? Was I having a wet dream just now...?

……

Zhao Ling, sitting right in front of him, noticed that Senior Nangong had suddenly lost his sect leader demeanor, glancing around nervously. Puzzled, she asked:

"Senior Nangong?"

"Ok?"

Linghu Qingmo was puzzled. After looking around and examining the surroundings closely, he exclaimed in surprise:
"I switched back?!"

Hearing this tone, Zhao Ling recognized her best friend and exclaimed in surprise:

"Hey? It really is... How did you switch it back?" "I..."

Linghu Qingmo wanted to say that she hadn't done anything, but then she immediately remembered that she had just been serving her lover...

"what--!"

A piercing scream, like the sound of metal shattering stone, rang out from the garden, startling several swallows into flight.

Zhao Ling and Duo Duo were caught off guard and both trembled in fright.

Then they saw Linghu Qingmo's face turn pale, and he tried to ride the wind as if he had gone mad, but he was too weak and fell headfirst into the pond in front of him.

"Eh?"

When Zhao Ling saw her best friend prepare to drown herself in the lake as soon as she changed back into her original body, she was shocked and quickly got up to stop her.
"What are you doing? Qingmo, don't be impulsive, what happened?!"

Duoduo was also baffled: "Yeah, if you have something on your mind, you can talk about it. Why jump into the lake?"

"It's over, it's over..."

Linghu Qingmo jumped up and down in a panic, not daring to imagine what kind of absurd scene it would be if his master, who was detached from worldly affairs, opened his eyes and found himself doing handicrafts!
Given his master's temper, even if he didn't kill Xie Jinhuan, he'd probably break him in two...

And afterwards, they'd definitely beat that traitorous disciple to death...

Linghu Qingmo felt like the sky had fallen. He didn't dare to think about it anymore. He just leaped onto the roof and ran towards the Danyang Marquis's mansion, trying to salvage the situation.

However, because he wasn't quite used to the small car, he stumbled a bit along the way, sometimes pressing too hard and sometimes too lightly.

Zhao Ling was confused, but seeing Qing Mo's reaction, she knew something big had happened. She immediately took Duo Duo and chased after them. In no time, they had reached Xie Jinhuan's private residence and landed in front of the main house in the back.

As a result, the three of them looked up and saw Senior Nangong, his face flushed with shame and indignation, coming out of the house in disheveled clothes, wiping his face with a handkerchief as he walked...

"what--?!"

Nangong Ye wanted to hurry to the bathroom to get ready, but when he went out, he found Qingmo running over. He could no longer maintain his aloof demeanor and let out a scream in fright. He quickly hid back in the house.

But in his panic, Nangong Ye sensed something was wrong and, forcing himself to remain calm, said:
"Qingmo! What were you doing just now?"

"Master, I..."

Linghu Qingmo leaped from the window into the second-floor corridor. Upon seeing this scene, he felt ashamed to face the patriarchs of Zihui Mountain and immediately knelt down, feeling too ashamed to live.

Xie Jinhuan hadn't expected things to turn out this way. Seeing the seriousness of the situation, he quickly ran out and grabbed Qingmo, his face full of guilt.
"Senior Nangong, it's all my fault. I was the one who instigated Qingmo. You must punish me. This matter has nothing to do with Qingmo..."

Nangong Ye, hiding inside, was nearly scared to death. He had just instinctively helped, and now he was too embarrassed to blame Qingmo. He just wanted to cover it up as quickly as possible. Hearing the sound, he forced a confident response:
"It's normal for you two to be intimate in private, but... sigh, considering that you were already dressed when I woke up, I'll pretend nothing happened. Qingmo, get up, your teacher didn't mind..."

"what?"

Linghu Qingmo was so frightened that she cried. She thought her master was about to expel her from the sect. When she found that her aloof and ethereal female sword immortal master could forgive her after such a great humiliation and act as if nothing had happened, she couldn't believe it.

Master rushed out in a panic, his face full of shame and indignation, clearly still holding a grudge. He probably just didn't want to blame her, that's why...

Thinking of this, Linghu Qingmo's guilt reached its peak, and he gritted his teeth and said:
“My disciple has done such a thing that he is no longer worthy to remain on Ziwei Mountain. From this day forward…”

Xie Jinhuan quickly pressed Qingmo down: "It's all my fault, it has nothing to do with you..."

"I know it's your fault, but...I..."

……

Covered in dust and grime, Nangong Ye was trapped in the room, even more restless than Qingmo. She couldn't let Qingmo bear the consequences of her own actions, so she could only suppress her chaotic thoughts and say:

"Qingmo! I've already said I didn't care. Whoever occupies the body is the 'true self.' I wasn't on my body just now, so it has nothing to do with these things. If you keep nitpicking, you'll confuse the truth. Calm down, or I'll get angry!"

"..."

Seeing that she had betrayed her master and rebelled against the Heavenly Gang, and that her master had even endured the humiliation to protect her, Linghu Qingmo felt even more guilty. But since her master had already said so much, she could not say anything more. She just lowered her head like a little girl who had made a big mistake. Xie Jinhuan helped her up and she even gritted her teeth and hit the culprit a few times.

Nangong Ye also dared not face his disciple, only wanting to break the brat's legs. Seeing that Qingmo was not apologizing, he pretended to be calm and slipped out, quickly running to the bathroom.

Inside the hall, Zhao Ling and Duo Duo huddled together, looking at the scene in the second-floor corridor with incredulous expressions.

After Nangong Ye left, Duoduo leaned closer and whispered:

"Your Highness, what did Young Master Xie do to Sect Leader Nangong?"

Zhao Ling felt that Qing Mo had been acting recklessly, using her master's body to be intimate with Xie Jinhuan, and then switched places...

Then, the aloof and icy Senior Nangong woke up to find himself lying naked in the arms of his junior...

Oh my god...

Zhao Ling's almond-shaped eyes widened, realizing this was going to be a bit much, but in this situation, she dared not go over and joke around. Seeing Duo Duo asking questions, she flicked her forehead and then pretended not to have seen anything and secretly ran away...

(End of this chapter)