Starry Sky Railway: The Slacking Sword Saint is Keeped by Fu Xuan

Have you slept with him?

"...What? I...how could I have slept with him!"

Bai Lu was stunned for a moment, her face flushed red, and she widened her eyes to retort.

Jingliu's expression remained calm and unchanged, his voice still cold, "I asked you, have you slept in this room?"

"No, the general's bedroom... how could I possibly sleep here!"

Bai Lu took small, deep breaths to calm the turmoil in her heart.

"I slept there."

Jingliu's words almost made her choke.

"Varied…"

"This is my old house, and he really hasn't changed a single thing..."

A slight smile suddenly appeared on Jingliu's lips.

It's not a big deal that Jingyuan inherited her mansion, but...

This guy even sleeps in the same spot she used to sleep in, and the decorations in the room have hardly been changed at all...

What does this mean?

"You used to... live here too?"

Bai Lu stared intently at her and asked, her heart suddenly feeling inexplicably tense.

Jing Liu smiled coolly, tilting his head as if looking at her.

"Yes~

What are your thoughts?

"... "

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, her head drooped, her small hands clenched tightly together, her lips pursed, and the rosy glow on her face faded, leaving a pale complexion.

What does this mean?

She was asking herself, and she was also asking Jingyuan…

Such deep tenderness…

Although she didn't know what kind of relationship Jingyuan and she had in the past, nor what had happened between them...

But judging from what this person in front of me said, and the many traces of her preserved in Jingyuan's room...

Even if nothing actually happened, just how much of his heart did this person occupy?

Looking at her distraught appearance, Jingliu's red eyes beneath the black satin revealed a hint of a smile.

How interesting!

It seems this little sister is really...

Jingyuan, oh Jingyuan, please don't blame me for breaking your little dragon girl's heart...

Now that you're back, that sword should at least make amends to me...

How could you be so cruel to your beloved master?

In return, this demonic body of mine…

Bai Lu's words echoed in her mind...

If Yu Chen can do it, why can't I?

"Little sister~"

Bai Lu paused for a moment, her eyes gradually clearing. She took a deep breath to calm her agitated emotions and frowned as she looked at the woman in front of her with a pair of long, white, and enviable legs.

"My name is Bai Lu!"

"Oh, then it'll be White Dew~"

Jingliu chuckled softly, suddenly realizing that life in the future might become extremely interesting.

"Go and ask someone to prepare a bucket of hot water for me; I want to take a soap bath."

"You intruder, you expect me to do your bidding? And you dare to take a bath here?!"

Bai Lu's forehead veins throbbed; she felt that the woman in front of her was really going too far!

"What's there to worry about in your own home?" she said casually, then suddenly leaned over and ruffled Bai Lu's cheek.

"Hurry up!"

The cool, tingling sound made Bai Lu's body stiffen.

She had a premonition that if she dared to refuse her, she would be in deep trouble…

Bai Lu gritted her teeth, pursed her lips, and stood there, ready to put on a show of refusing to submit even at the cost of her life.

Jingliu sighed softly, "If you refuse, and I reveal myself to those people, they'll probably be terrified."

"I understand... You mustn't, you mustn't hurt anyone in this manor!"

Bai Lu glared at her, her body suddenly feeling weak.

She turned and walked away listlessly...

Jingliu watched her slowly walk away, then suddenly smiled and said, "Little sister, my name is Jingliu. You can call me 'older sister' from now on, Jingliu-neechan~"

"Humph!"

She was greeted with a cold snort, and Jing Liu lay down on the bed with a faint smile.

The black satin blindfold still covered her eyes, as if it were set in her face. The bright mirror on her abdomen swayed, and the bright moon flashed by silently.

The room fell silent instantly.

Jingyuan has slept in this house for hundreds of years, so his aura is naturally very strong.

Especially on this familiar yet unfamiliar bed, it was completely imbued with his scent.

His scent enveloped him. Jingliu lay on the soft blanket, his face turned to the side. The dead sea in his heart seemed to ripple, yet it also seemed to remain unchanged.

The phantoms of the past gradually resurfaced in my mind, and the figure of that once young, foolish boy slowly became clearer…

A young person's emotions are naturally pure and intense; he thought he was completely unaware, that he had hidden them flawlessly, but...

How could she not notice the scorching gaze that was as intense as the blazing sun falling on her back?

And... this one glance has lasted for nearly a century...

Jingyuan was very rational; appreciation was simply appreciation. Or perhaps, at that moment, he himself hadn't clearly distinguished whether it was admiration and respect for his master, or something else entirely...

The Sword Master of Luofu, revered and admired by thousands, was already used to such gazes, except that this person was a little special... he was her apprentice...

Master and disciple, the Five Heroes of the Clouds, that burning gaze was always fixed on her back, and those familiar footsteps always followed behind her.

She knew, yet she was also ignorant…

Did a strange glint ever flicker in your eyes when you turned to look at the person who would grin foolishly at you yet report orders with a serious expression...?

She...wasn't sure either.

Just like that sword saint, the hearts of those who are used to killing and war have long been completely cold.

And she never stopped from beginning to end; her human emotions had long since become numb…

Will there be any turbulence at that time? Will there be any anticipation in your heart?

She couldn't remember, she just quietly and silently waited for something... until... the chaos of drinking the moon, the demonic body... erupted!

Jing Yuan is amazing... He's radiant with golden light, exuding majesty, and showing absolutely no mercy...

...

Jingliu went to take a bath, and Bailu brushed past her before silently entering Jingyuan's bedroom.

She looked at the wrinkled bed and her eyes inexplicably welled up with tears.

My chest feels a little tight...

A strange, uncomfortable feeling was churning inside me...

She slowly walked to Jingyuan's bedside, took off her shoes, and climbed up.

I took a deep breath, clutching the blanket...

Jing Yuan's aura carried a hint of that woman's scent.

Bai Lu felt even worse... so weak and limp all over...

She didn't understand, she didn't know...

She was just a little dragon girl who was always kept in the courtyard and could only look at the sky outside through the window.

Jingyuan would visit her often, and then he brought her out again. He would give her delicious food, play with her, and pamper her by letting her do whatever she wanted...

She didn't want anything; she just wanted... just to be with him...

But... but why do I feel so sad...?