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

Jing Yuan's expression stiffened slightly, then he turned and walked in another direction.

Ruoqing quickly followed, saying cautiously, "Well... General, Miss Bailu must have been just too worried and missed you so much... Please don't be too angry..."

Jing Yuan paused, glancing helplessly at the little maidservant beside him.

"I'm not angry... How could I be angry with her over such a trivial matter?"

"Oh... I overstepped my bounds..."

Ruoqing quickly lowered her head.

It's no wonder she was worried, but the general's bedroom had always been a forbidden area for servants like them.

I heard from my seniors that the general has always disliked and never allowed others to enter casually…

That's why she was worried that Bai Lu might offend the General...

However, he seemed genuinely unconcerned, which suggests that Miss Bailu held a very high place in his heart…

"Oh, by the way, could you please entertain the Tabu and the Sword Saint in the living room? If they're tired, take them to the guest room to rest."

"Ok."

Ruoqing nodded and obediently walked towards the living room.

Jing Yuan closed his eyes, took another deep breath, and walked towards his bedroom.

Upon reaching the door, Jing Yuan took another deep breath, feeling inexplicably nervous.

He shook his head with a wry smile, somewhat puzzled and touched by this strange feeling…

I used to be so open and honest...

Jing Yuan gently pushed open the door and tiptoed inside. The tension in his heart slowly faded, and a faint smile unconsciously appeared on his face. He slowly turned his head to look at the bed...

The next moment, his heart stopped.

Jing Yuan stared at the scene on the bed, his eyes slowly widening, his heart rate soaring to its limit.

That white hair…that woman…his…master!

Jingliu slowly opened her eyes, her red pupils gleaming beneath the black satin. The corners of her lips turned up slightly, and she slowly turned over, her slender, white arms gently resting on the sleeping Bailu.

She smiled slightly at Jing Yuan.

Comrade Jing Yuanyuan felt that the destructive power within her body was almost uncontrollable and was about to erupt and run rampant...

The scene before him made him feel suffocated…

Can anyone tell him why these two people are sleeping together? And even in his bed?!

"Oh...you're back?"

She parted her red lips slightly, and her soft, sweet voice flowed into his ears like a cool, refreshing ice cream.

Jing Yuan trembled, his body tensing instantly.

"You..." He glanced at Bai Lu, who was sleeping soundly, and his voice unconsciously lowered again. He whispered, "Why are you here!"

"Why?" Jingliu raised an eyebrow, seemingly wondering about something. She smiled gently, her thin pink lips curving upwards, and her two fair and slender legs rubbed together slightly before being crossed.

He gently patted Xiaobailu's palm, as if coaxing her to sleep.

Jing Yuan's mind went blank at the sight, and he felt a sudden urge to breathe. He quickly stepped forward.

When Jingliu left, his demonic energy erupted; now that he's back, he seems to be back to normal…

But no one could guarantee she would be alright... and as for Little White Dew, he was truly afraid that his "good master" might act rashly...

Do I need a reason to go back to my own 'home'?

The smile on her face gradually faded, and she turned her face directly towards Jing Yuan as if questioning him.

Jing Yuan was slightly taken aback, his expression turning somewhat gloomy…

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and looked at Jing Liu softly, saying, "Let's talk outside..."

"Why are you going out? Are you worried about the little dragon girl you're raising?"

Jing Liu chuckled and reached out to rub Bai Lu's little face, causing her to murmur in her sleep and furrow her brows.

Jingyuan's heart clenched, terrified that she might accidentally exert too much force.

"Master...please come out."

His tone carried a hint of pleading, and the emotion in his golden eyes inexplicably displeased Jing Liu.

She snorted coldly and slowly sat up.

"Why go outside? There are chairs there."

"Then you should get out of bed first..."

Jing Yuan probed.

Jing Liu chuckled and looked at him with amusement.

"Jingyuan, how should a disciple ask his master to get out of bed?"

"... "

"Master, please rise..."

"Hahaha~"

Jingliu laughed, seemingly very happy, and slowly extended a hand to him.

Jingyuan silently held her back, and Jingliu helped him slowly pass over the unaware, sleeping Bailu and approached him.

"I'm not wearing shoes~"

Jingliu sat on the edge of the bed, her two dazzling white legs crossed and slightly raised.

Jing Yuan took a slight breath, squatted down, picked up her shoes, and gently put them on her smooth, jade-like foot, which didn't look like that of a martial artist at all.

It seems this was also the first time he had ever touched his master's feet...

Such an outrageous act... and it was actually requested by her own mouth...

She's probably angry...

After all, whether it was voluntary or not, he still swung his knife at her.

The kind that gives it your all and shows no mercy...

"General..."

A soft call suddenly rang out, and Jing Yuan felt as if all the hairs on his body stood on end.

He stiffly put down Jingliu's foot and looked up...

Bai Lu lay on the bed, her eyes still wet, quietly watching him.

The complex emotions on that small face were heartbreaking...

Jing Yuan opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Jing Liu smiled faintly, tilting his head back.

What is the source of this inexplicable joy in my heart?

"Um... I'm back."

After holding it in for a long time, Jing Yuan finally managed a wry smile and looked at Bai Lu softly.

Bai Lu's face immediately broke down, and tears streamed down her face.

She pursed her lips, tears streaming down her face, and reached out her little hand to him, looking utterly aggrieved.

Looking at her, Jingyuan felt as if his heart was being squeezed tightly, causing him great pain.

He didn't care what Jingliu thought, and quickly picked her up, gently coaxing her in his arms.

Bai Lu threw herself into his arms, as if she wanted to cry out all the unhappiness in her heart. Her body trembled as she cried, and her aggrieved sobs broke Jing Yuan's heart. Her tears kept flowing and flowing...

Jingliu ignored them, walked to the table with a cold expression, and sat down with his legs crossed.

"Your relationship is really good... much better than mine~"

Chapter 193 Tit for tat

"Ah~woo~"

"Shut up."

"Gah..."

Yu Chen's old face fell, he yawned, tilted his head, and nudged Xiao Fu Xuan, who was sitting next to him.

Fu Xuan ate the pastries Ruo Qing brought him while Yu Chen nudged him with a blank expression, showing no reaction whatsoever.

Her petite body swayed as she was rubbed against him. The Sword Saint arched his back for a long time but she didn't say that she was hitting herself. He sighed and was very discouraged.

"Ugh, so boring..."

Fu Xuan ignored him, half-closing his eyes as he pondered what to do next.