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

Fu Xuan blushed and glared at him, then turned away angrily, pouting.

Seeing her puffed-up face, Yu Chen wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, pulled her into his embrace, took a deep breath, and then smiled and said:

"The battle was quite intense, but... you're still a bit lacking compared to Xiao Fu Xuan~"

Fu Xuan's face flushed bright red instantly, and she was overwhelmed with embarrassment. She hadn't expected that eating melons would lead her to him, so she immediately turned around to punish him.

"Yu Chen!! You big bad guy... um..."

My mouth... I can't speak...

That despicable swordsman, he actually used such a despicable means to stop her!

It's really... annoying...

Unfortunately, the swordsman with extraordinary willpower was afraid that his wife's injuries had not yet healed and would worsen her pain, so in the end he did nothing. He simply held her gently as they drifted off to sleep, choosing to reunite in their dreams.

Chapter 215 The grudge is not there

General's Mansion.

Whenever Jing Yuan had a spare moment, he would sneak into Xiao Long Niang's room to watch over her. After she woke up, she didn't say anything, but just looked at him quietly and reached out her arms for a hug.

Jing Yuanxin felt a slight sense of relief and stepped forward to hold her in his arms.

"Don't be afraid, I've always been here."

"Um…"

Bai Lu leaned her face against his chest and responded softly, but her eyes lacked their usual sparkle.

The emotions swirling within her were constantly eroding her...

What exactly does she want?

Bai Lu felt somewhat lost.

Jingyuan held her, but he always felt that there was a thin layer of distance between them.

From that day on, she became much quieter, and the lively little guy would sometimes sneak out to the yard to daydream, and no longer took the initiative to look for him.

Seeing her like that, Jingyuan felt terrible. He would spend every spare moment with her, and he wouldn't even stop her from coming to see him while he was working...

In the past, this little girl would have happily come and bothered her every day, but now…

Even though he mentioned every day that he hoped someone would come and keep him company, whether it was a hint or a direct suggestion, she would just smile gently and never come to him again.

Jing Yuan frowned slightly, gently holding her in his arms, his heart aching more and more, and a sense of panic began to creep in…

I'm afraid she'll leave me someday...

'But... I didn't intend to hinder her choice, whether to stay or leave...'

Jing Yuan sighed deeply, suddenly thinking of the recently restless Chiming clan.

Danfeng's return certainly gave them a huge shock...

But this had nothing to do with Bai Lu. She didn't even know much about those people, and she hadn't even come into contact with them while staying in the General's Mansion.

So, why?

This subtle sense of alienation...

Jingliu seemed to know something, but she just shook her head and smiled, "This is your own business. If I were to help you, it would be too unfair to myself. Besides, I've kept my promise and haven't bullied her again, so my involvement isn't really significant."

"Her reasons weren't significant, so the main reason is still me?"

Jing Yuan lay on the bed and murmured for a while. In the past few days, Jing Liu had also become more well-behaved and no longer tried so hard to get close to him.

However… she seemed to be only curious about her relationship with Bai Lu, simply wanting to see what the outcome would be… but that subtle feeling had not disappeared.

"Sigh... But what have I done to make her unhappy?"

The general was troubled and slowly closed his eyes.

The next morning, I opened my eyes groggily, my head felt heavy, as if I hadn't woken up properly.

I had a really upsetting dream...

Jing Yuan sighed, shook his head, and got up to walk towards the living room.

From a distance, he could hear a constant chattering…

Upon sensing the aura of enlightenment, Jing Yuan frowned and quickened his pace to get there.

“Miss Bailu, you’ve been playing here long enough. Everyone really needs you back, and that lord wants to see you.”

"... "

Bai Lu held a bowl of hot porridge, her head bowed, remaining silent.

When Jing Yuan saw the person holding the light, his heart tightened involuntarily. His usually calm and kind face became tense. He stepped between Bai Lu and the woman and asked her, "Who let you in? Why didn't you inform me?"

"it's me."

A lazy, cool voice came from beside him. Jing Yuan paused and stiffly turned his head to look at her.

Jingliu sat to one side with a faint smile on his lips, his fair thighs crossed, and his chin resting on his hand.

He sighed, said nothing more, and then stared at the person who had come.

"I remember your name is Huanxi."

"Yes, General."

Huanxi gave a simple bow and looked at him with neither arrogance nor servility.

"General, you must be aware of the situation of the Chiming Clan. Now is the time for Lady Bailu to return and stabilize the people's hearts. I hope you will not stop her now. You have kept her by your side for so long without permission, which has aroused great dissatisfaction among some Dragon Masters. They even want to sue the Marshal for upholding justice. Please reconsider."

Jing Yuan remained unfazed. The marshal's adopted son was his brother; why would he be afraid of that? Besides, given the current chaotic state of the Chiming Clan, sending her back would not only fail to stabilize morale, but the number of assassination attempts she might face was also unknown!

“You know how dangerous it would be for her to go back now. If she doesn’t want to, no one can take her away from here.”

"General, this is an internal matter of the Chiming sect; you have overstepped your bounds!"

Huanxi's expression was rather unpleasant, and she glanced at Bailu behind Jingyuan.

"Miss Bailu, Chiming really needs you!"

Bai Lu still ignored her, but gently tugged at Jing Yuan's sleeve and whispered, "General, your porridge is getting cold..."

Jing Yuan smiled and turned to look at her gently.

"Okay, I'll drink it right away. The porridge you made for me can't be left to cool down."

He bent down and picked up Bailu in front of Huanxi, feeling a strange sense of peace.

Huanxi's face turned even uglier.

Jing Yuan felt much relieved; no matter what, she was still on his side.

Jingliu glanced sideways at his smug expression and smiled silently.

Bai Lu lowered her head, holding the porridge and leaning against his chest. Suddenly, she raised her head, looked at Jing Yuan, and stared intently at him, asking, "General, don't you want me to leave?"

Jing Yuan's relaxed expression stiffened again. He swallowed and looked at Bai Lu somewhat awkwardly, saying, "I... won't stop you. You can do whatever you want, but don't let others influence you. Just follow your own heart. No one can force you to do anything."

Bai Lu nodded and fell silent again, as if she understood something.

Jing Yuan glanced at her small face, and a bad feeling suddenly rose in his heart.

Bai Lu sat down at the table with her in her arms, placed the porridge on the table, and instructed Jing Yuan, "Drink it while it's hot."

"Um…"

Jing Yuan nodded, but his hand tightened slightly around her waist.

Bai Lu looked at him, then suddenly smiled slightly, a radiant smile returning to her face.

"Is the general very reluctant to part with me?"

Jing Yuan didn't say anything, but just ate in silence.

Bai Lu looked at him, and a hint of joy bloomed in her heart, gradually nourishing her somewhat parched soul.

It seems he cares about me far more than I imagined…

I'm a little happy...

She was smiling, but Jingyuan's heart was growing increasingly tense.

Finally, Bai Lu gently pried his hands open, then whispered, "General, I am a member of the Wisdom Clan, a Wisdom Dragon Lord. Although I am not very willing to do so, at least it is not right now, is it?"

Jing Yuan remained silent and did not reply.

Seeing his expression made Bai Lu even happier. "I want to go back and see..."

Jing Yuan finally couldn't hold back any longer, staring intently at her, "If you're being influenced by Huanxi, you should reconsider carefully. Of course, I certainly won't stop you from making a decision, but the Chiming Clan is in a lot of chaos right now, and quite a few people dislike you and want to take this opportunity to get rid of you and then..."

A small, fair hand gently covered his mouth.

Bai Lu smiled and shook her head, then put on a serious face with her childlike expression and said, "General, I must shoulder my responsibilities!"

But the next moment, her posture relaxed, and she chuckled softly, "Although I just want to go back and see what that person looks like... I heard he was the previous Dragon Lord, and also a good friend of yours, General?"

Jing Yuan's expression darkened slightly, and he gently inhaled the fragrance from her hands without replying.