I don't want to be trained by my senior sister!

Hearing the soft "I'll do whatever my senior sister says," Ning Qian's toes involuntarily curled up inside her shoe.

Why did she just blurt out those things?

"You must stay with me."... "Don't leave my sight."

Looking back now, those words just don't sound right at all.

Her intention was just to scare him and stop him from running around and causing trouble, but the way she said it sounded... weird.

She dared not look at Fang Xuan's unusually "well-behaved" face any longer, and was also afraid that her flushed face would be noticed.

She turned around quickly and headed towards the kitchen.

His steps were much faster than usual, and even his back exuded a forced composure.

Seeing her slightly hurried figure, Fang Xuan naturally followed her.

After all, his senior sister had told him to stay within her sight, and he was very obedient.

Ning Qian noticed footsteps behind her and stopped at the kitchen doorway, trying to make her voice sound as calm and steady as usual.

"Go and rest first, I'll take care of it."

"Okay." Fang Xuan readily agreed and immediately stopped. "Then, Senior Sister, I'll practice my sword in the courtyard for a while. You can see me as soon as you open the window."

He pointed to the small kitchen window that faced the yard.

"No need..." Ning Qian was about to speak, but Fang Xuan had already turned and left.

She meant that what she said before about having to stay in sight wasn't really that strict... she was just angry and said things without thinking.

Fang Xuan took out his second brother and began to practice the basic moves of the Qingyun Sword Technique in a methodical manner.

With a focused expression, he looked like an obedient child who thought, "I will definitely listen and never run away."

Ning Qian watched his retreating figure, the rest of her words stuck in her throat.

What to do now...?

Feeling a bit confused, she decided to stop thinking about it, turned around, and went into the kitchen to start preparing dinner.

But his mind was clearly not on the ingredients.

She held the kitchen knife, intending only to chop some wild vegetables as a side dish.

With his mind in a mess, he lost control of his strength and with one stroke, not only were the wild vegetables chopped to pieces, but the thick wooden cutting board underneath, which had been used for many years, was also split in two.

Ning Qian: "......."

She stared at the cutting board, which was now split in two, paused for two seconds, silently put down the knife, and found an even smaller spare cutting board in the corner.

Why is he suddenly being so obedient?

Was it too much for me to say those things?

Well, it's better for him to behave. It's better than him running to the main hall and confronting Shen Chen head-on... at least he's safe.

Thinking of this, she unconsciously started fiddling with the hem of her clothes again.

Seriously... You're such a grown-up, how can you still say such childish and domineering things...

.......

Dinner was quickly prepared; it was still a simple three dishes and a soup, but the aroma was enticing.

Ning Qian placed the food on the stone table, the heat on her face having subsided, and she returned to her usual cool and aloof demeanor.

"Let's eat," she said briefly, and sat down first.

Fang Xuan sheathed his sword and sat down.

He glanced at Ning Qian and saw that she looked perfectly normal, as if the discipline session that afternoon had never happened. The little devil in his heart began to stir again.

He picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks and spoke as if casually:

"Senior sister, tonight... can I sleep in your room? You said I should stay within sight, but I can't sleep with the window open all night, can I?"

Ning Qian raised her watery eyes and glared at him, her gaze filled with shame and anger, her aloof image shattered.

"no"

"oh....."

Fang Xuan continued in that earnest, inquiry-based tone, "Then... Senior Sister, you're not really going to lock me on the bed, are you? That seems... inconvenient for movement? How about locking me on my wrists? Or my ankles?"

Ning Qian: "..."

She felt the fever that had just subsided surge back up, and this time even the tips of her ears turned a little red.

His fingers unconsciously began to pick at the hem of his clothes, this time picking even harder.

Why did she say those things this afternoon? What should we do now...?

More importantly, Fang Xuan asked so sincerely, as if he was seriously considering how to carry out her orders, without any intention of thinking otherwise.

This actually makes it seem like the person giving the order has ulterior motives...

"Nonsense...nonsense, eat your food properly."

Ning Qian took several deep breaths before she could barely suppress her turbulent emotions.

Then she tried to put on a serious face and regain her senior sister demeanor, but her bright red ears betrayed her.

"Huh?" Fang Xuan blinked, looking innocent and aggrieved.

He looked at Ning Qian's aloof and ethereal face, now flushed with embarrassment and anger, yet she was trying to maintain her composure and reprimand him. He was secretly delighted.

But I can't tease him anymore, or he'll really get angry.

Hahaha.

.......

After finishing your meal, clean up the dishes.

The two sat at a stone table in the courtyard, drinking tea to aid digestion, under a beautiful moonlight.

Fang Xuan felt the atmosphere had eased a bit, so he brought up the important matter.

"Senior sister, I noticed you don't have many spirit stones left when you buy rice and seasonings today. Actually... I have plenty of spirit stones. If you need any, feel free to ask me for them anytime. Don't be shy."

He meant it sincerely.

As the eldest son of the Fang family, he may lack other things, but he certainly doesn't lack spirit stones.

He just hadn't found the right opportunity to bring it up before, but now that their relationship has progressed further, he feels it's time to ask.

He had no ill intentions; he simply wanted to support his senior sister.

Ning Qian paused slightly in her hand holding the teacup: "No need, I'll cover the daily expenses."

She didn't want to owe him anything more, including financially.

Fang Xuan had anticipated her refusal and did not insist.

"Okay, I'll do whatever you say, Senior Sister."

He knew Ning Qian was proud at heart, and she definitely wouldn't accept money if he offered it to her directly now.

We can only take it slowly, find more opportunities to subtly subsidize her later, or wait until she really needs it before making a move.

He was still happily planning how to "save the country indirectly" and realize his grand plan of keeping a mistress.

[Serious Warning! Seriously erroneous thoughts detected in sex slave Fang Xuan!]

Everything belonging to the sex slave, including but not limited to her body, soul, and possessions, belongs to her master, Ning Qian. The sex slave's spirit stones are naturally also her property.

[How dare they presume to keep their master as a mistress, attempting to change their social status? This is a blatant violation of the fundamental principles of master-slave relations and a desecration of the master's authority!]

[Behavioral Judgment: Utterly disrespectful! A serious moral decline!]

[Punishment: Discipline value -0.5! As a warning!]

[Sex slave Fang Xuan, please immediately correct your thinking and recognize your own position. A sex slave can only ever be a sex slave. Everything you have belongs to your master. Your only obligation is to serve and dedicate yourself to him!]

Fang Xuan: "???!!!"

This system... it even deducts points?!