Mountain and River Festival

Chapter 260 What's wrong with kissing your own disciple?

Yes.

Now that she is the Holy Lord's junior sister, Mr. Ye, or Ye Zhuoyu, she is a disciple of the Holy Lord.

Then why carry the burden of being the Holy Lord of Tianyao and care about things that only the Holy Lord of Tianyao must care about?

He cooperated throughout the performance, which was actually his consistent attitude: I hope you can relax.

But at this moment, it has become a call to attack. Since you are not the Holy Lord of Tianyao, why can't you fall in love?

Ye Tinglan felt a mix of emotions, extremely complex.

After a long silence, he picked up Lu Xingzhou from the ground in a princess carry and said, "If you know you're injured, don't run around."

She put him back on the bed, reached out and gently pinched his nose, her tone soft: "Don't rush into cultivation in your current state, it will backfire. If you're bored lying here, I'll find you some books to read."

Lu Xingzhou grabbed her hand, preventing her from leaving: "You can chat with me, but don't go looking for books."

Ye Tinglan let him hold her hand and sighed, "Just like a little child."

That's what they said, but Ye Tinglan knew perfectly well that she was particularly susceptible to this act; her protective instincts were overflowing back then. This rascal had figured it out long ago; she wondered how much of that pitiful look was actually staged.

As expected, Lu Xingzhou said, "In front of you, sir, I am just a child."

This was so obvious, Ye Tinglan said irritably, "You know I'm your husband, what kind of person are you to treat me like this?"

Lu Xingzhou said matter-of-factly, "He's not a real master, and we didn't go through the apprenticeship ceremony. In my hometown, it's very common for people to pursue their own private tutors."

Ye Tinglan became even more annoyed: "Isn't your hometown Danxia Mountain? I've never heard of such a rebellious trend in Xiazhou."

"Yes, the Huo family has a bad family tradition; we learned it from them."

Ye Tinglan: "..."

"Besides, it's against the natural order for a disciple to pursue Master, so it's only natural for Master to torment his disciple." Lu Xingzhou closed his eyes: "Come on."

Ye Tinglan couldn't help but laugh out loud, reaching out to pinch his cheek: "Shameless."

If you're too concerned about saving face, you'll never win him over... Lu Xingzhou could tell that this gentleman seemed to have relaxed a bit, and was now much more at ease and no longer resisted physical contact.

The price is that you'll actually be shut down.

"Alright." Ye Tinglan casually sat down next to him on the headboard, took out a book on alchemy from her ring, and said, "Master will read this book with you. This is the secret collection of alchemy techniques from the Tianyao Holy Land, not the official textbook from the Alchemy Academy."

"So, sir, you were hiding things from me before, right?"

"Don't be so ungrateful for getting a good deal. How can you just pass on things from the Tianyao Holy Land like that? Hmm... are you even capable of reading a book right now?"

Lu Xingzhou read through a few paragraphs but still felt tired.

The traditional Chinese characters in vertical format don't have punctuation. I've been used to it for years, and it's usually fine, but now it easily makes me dizzy. Besides, this is an obscure classical text, not a novel…

"Not really, it makes me dizzy." Lu Xingzhou said, "Do you have any storybooks here, sir? Like vernacular stories or something?"

Ye Tinglan wouldn't carry such a thing with her, so she could only say, "I'll go and ask the shopkeeper to go out and buy one."

This is a secluded courtyard in a small town inn. The innkeeper is currently sitting at the counter reading a storybook. Ye Tinglan went over to take a look and immediately threw down a piece of silver: "Sell me this book."

The shopkeeper's lips twitched: "Sir...are you sure?"

Ye Tinglan thought he meant that buying a book with spare change was too extravagant: "Of course."

The shopkeeper carefully handed over the book and then scooped the silver into his arms.

Ye Tinglan returned to the room with the storybook in her pocket, where Lu Xingzhou was eagerly waiting. Seeing him like this softened Ye Tinglan's heart. She leaned against him again and opened the first page: "Is this okay?"

When they laid it all out, they were completely dumbfounded.

The title page features an illustration of a man and a woman leaning against the headboard. The woman is wearing a small undergarment, revealing her fair shoulders and arms, while the man's hand is around her shoulder, and he is whispering in her ear.

The two of them were so similar in their current postures, except that he was about to put his arm around her; it was a perfect reflection of reality.

She glanced at Lu Xingzhou's strange look, as if he suspected that the master had deliberately bought such a book. Her hand twitched slightly, as if she was struggling with whether or not to imitate the pose in the painting. Was this the master's hint?

Ye Tinglan's face flushed red, and she angrily turned to the next page: "What's so interesting about this? It's an accident!"

Lu Xingzhou's eager hand failed before it could even be raised.

Fortunately, at least it wasn't erotic illustrations; this should have been a serious topic. The two huddled together to read the first chapter, only to be dumbfounded again as they read.

This story is about a top scholar who is invited by a noble family to tutor the young lady. The young lady is a sheltered young woman who can't resist the playboy's tricks. While giving lessons, she is constantly being taken advantage of, with him secretly touching her hand. Her heart is pounding like a deer.

This isn't a proper storybook; it's an erotic smutty novel.

Before the first chapter was even over, the young lady was already being held in the arms of her private tutor, who was groping her all over, her clothes half-undone, revealing her pink undergarment.

That's the end of the story. Stay tuned for the next installment.

While the average reader might be eager to turn to the next chapter, for a male and female reader lying together reading erotica, there's probably not much point in turning the page...

Lu Xingzhou's hand had somehow already slipped around and quietly wrapped around Ye Tinglan's shoulder. It wasn't even a strong touch; he simply felt his master lean against him. Clearly, she too had been aroused by the strikingly similar scene in the book, and instinctively moved closer to her man.

Lu Xingzhou's heart started racing, and he quietly leaned down to kiss her cheek again.

Her cheeks were burning hot, so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

But the man who was about to be thrown to the ground after trying to steal a kiss was now completely unresponsive.

Lu Xingzhou grew bolder and tried to get closer to the red lips.

Before he could get close, another delicate hand covered his mouth.

"That's enough." Ye Tinglan's gaze remained fixed on the book. "What are you studying? I'm the private tutor, and you're the 'Miss'."

Lu Xingzhou: "..." Then touch me?

Ye Tinglan finally turned her head, her lips brushing against his cheek and lingering near his ear, as if she wanted to speak, but then remained silent. Her breath tickled his ear, and his heart itched too, but for a long time, nothing happened.

Lu Xingzhou couldn't hold back any longer: "You... what do you want to say? Just say it!"

Ye Tinglan chuckled: "I just want to see your face turn red to the roots of your ears."

Lu Xingzhou: “?”

Then I remembered that this was the scene from the book I had just read. The top scholar claimed to have some private words to say to the young lady, and he teased her until her ears turned bright red.

So you're just learning and applying what you've learned?

Ye Tinglan covered his mouth, broke free from his arms, and slammed the book down on his face: "All you men can do is write this filthy stuff."

"Do you believe that female authors are even more lewd?" Lu Xingzhou snatched the book away from his face. "No, you're clearly studying with great enthusiasm, how is that lewd?"

"You know it's me who's learning this, right? Do you think I don't know whether my thoughts are filthy or not?"

Lu Xingzhou: “?”

Ye Tinglan smiled and leaned down, giving him a light peck on the cheek, then ruffled his hair: "Good boy, go see for yourself."

Lu Xingzhou was stunned by the surprise attack and stared blankly at her charming smile.

The touch on my face felt so real; it couldn't have been while I was asleep.

Ye Tinglan had already reached the door, turned back and smiled: "Don't expect anyone to give you a live rehearsal, you'll suffocate."

Lu Xingzhou was both amused and exasperated: "I didn't buy this book, so why is it like I tricked you into reading erotic novels?"

Ye Tinglan had already left the house, puffing out her cheeks as she let out a long sigh of relief.

She knew, of course, that it was just a coincidence, and she understood that this coincidence was a kind of fortunate assistance. She had previously considered that Lu Xingzhou's protection of the Tian Shuang Kingdom's fortune would bring some kind of feedback, but unexpectedly, instead of the important matter, it was being reflected here first!
Am I not involved in protecting the nation's destiny? Why should he take advantage of me?

That doesn't seem right... If we have to calculate it, it seems like I took advantage of him, or that it was my luck?

Ye Tinglan chuckled to herself. If someone were to see her, they would notice that the Holy Lord was as beautiful as a peach blossom, with a captivating charm in her eyes.

She has the exact same temperament and demeanor as Yuan Muyu, who was addicted to teasing Lu Xingzhou a few years ago.

As for the lingering melancholy and preoccupied look between his brows from a while ago, it has long since vanished completely.

…………

The gentlemen who used to read erotic novels with him have all run away, so how could Lu Xingzhou have the leisure to continue reading? He'd rather suffocate himself.

He simply tossed the book aside and went to take a nap.

His current situation is that he needs to sleep for at least two-thirds of the day.

Ye Tinglan especially liked this; most of the time, he was quiet and well-behaved like a cat, allowing her to cultivate in peace. Occasionally, she would get up to provide some emotional support, tease him, and enjoy it immensely.

As for what to do when he recovers better and his initiative starts to increase, I haven't thought about it.

Anyway, what makes a mere fourth-rank man think he can turn the world upside down?
There hasn't been anything unusual on Su Yuan's side for the past two or three days. He's been giving routine progress reports, mentioning how many disciples from the Heavenly Frost Kingdom's Holy Land have been placed in various positions, how the disciples have begun assisting Si Han in establishing a more complete kingdom system, as well as establishing the Heavenly Yao Temple and selecting eligible children to join the Heavenly Yao Holy Land, and so on.

Although there were many complicated matters to attend to, things proceeded in an orderly manner without any unexpected problems, which kept me in a good mood.

Three days later, although Lu Xingzhou was still not in the best of spirits, he was able to walk normally without any problems. Ye Tinglan then helped him out of the inn, and they strolled along the cobblestone streets of the small town, like a young married couple.

Anyway, nobody knows me.

Many people smiled warmly at the pedestrians they saw on the street.

Ye Tinglan didn't know what they were laughing at, or what was so funny.

"Have you finished reading the book?" Ye Tinglan asked, trying to make conversation on the way back.

"No."

Why don't you look?

"It's boring to watch without my husband to watch with me."

"Pah!" Ye Tinglan said, "If I accompany you to read more, that would be reading cinnabar books. Who wants to accompany you to do something as unproductive as reading storybooks?"

Lu Xingzhou sighed: "Are you saying that once I recover, you'll just be my alchemy teacher again, and these past few days have passed like a dream?"

Ye Tinglan did not mean that.

But after he said that, I couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

The thought of cutting ties with him makes me feel suffocated.

"I've only been teaching you alchemy these past few days, what did you think I was?" Ye Tinglan said with difficulty, "My disciple was injured, I was just taking care of him."

"Sir, are you stealing a kiss from your disciple?"

"What's wrong with kissing my disciple whom I've raised with so much effort?" Ye Tinglan said matter-of-factly, "Go ahead and refuse if you dare."

Lu Xingzhou subconsciously took a half step back, adopting a defensive stance.

Unfortunately, a defensive stance was meaningless in front of the Holy Lord. Ye Tinglan easily grabbed his collar and pulled him in front of her, her voice laced with threat: "Will you let me kiss you or not?"

"No!"

"Come on, come inside with me." Ye Tinglan pulled him into the courtyard of the inn.

In the distance along the long street, a white-haired girl strolled into the city, scratching her head in confusion.

Is it rising too fast?
Did I just see things? How could I have seen two absolutely impossible figures making absolutely impossible gestures?
(End of this chapter)