Quick Transmigration: The Control Group in Sweet Novels

When Qi Yang returned to her residence, she was still a little dizzy. She closed the door, leaned against the wooden board behind her, and stared blankly at the furnishings in the room before belatedly realizing that she seemed to have established a relationship with Senior Brother Pei.

It seems she's already dating Senior Pei...

The thought had barely crossed her mind when there was another soft knock on the door. The girl paused, then went to open it.

Outside the door, the person who had just separated stood in front of him. Without the door blocking his view, the young man turned his gaze towards them.

Qi Yang felt inexplicably shy, pursed her lips, and asked, "Senior Brother Pei, is there anything else?"

The young man walked in.

The girl instinctively stepped back, giving him a chance to squeeze in.

The door was closed, and for a moment the two were in a confined space. Pei Qingyun couldn't help but avert his gaze. "I remembered there is something I forgot to tell you."

Qi Yang looked up, curious. "What is it?"

Pei Qingyun took out a jade bottle and handed it to Qi Yang, saying, "This is what you wanted."

"What?" Qi Yang asked in confusion.

What she wants?

Qi Yang took it, opened the jade bottle, and saw that it was full of herbal pills of various colors, and the taste was extremely bitter. She couldn't help but wrinkle her nose slightly.

Upon seeing clearly, she was surprised for a moment, and had a premonition. She immediately raised her head and looked at the young man in front of her with delight.

"Senior Brother Pei, could these all be herbs used to refine the Marrow Cleansing Pill?"

Pei Qingyun looked at her and smiled slightly. "Yes."

"The Marrow Cleansing Pill requires hundreds of medicinal ingredients. Senior Brother, you actually gathered so many?" Her voice was filled with undisguised surprise.

Pei Qingyun stood in front of her. Her bright eyes were truly beautiful. He hummed in agreement. "But we're still missing the last ingredient. The Cold Marrow Ganoderma only grows at the foot of the mountain. I'll go down the mountain in a few days and retrieve it for you."

Although Pei Qingyun had verbally expressed his opposition to her refining the Marrow Cleansing Pill, claiming that the pill was too harmful to the human body, she really wanted it. Pei Qingyun still secretly searched for it behind her back, even using his master's treasury...

He thought he could fool Qi Yang with his words, but the girl frowned and directly exposed him: "Senior brother, doesn't the Cold Marrow Ganoderma only grow in the Demon Realm? Are you going to the Demon Realm?"

Pei Qingyun remained silent for a moment, not expecting Qi Yang to know so much.

He did indeed intend to take an adventure to the Demon Realm, but now he couldn't say the words he had prepared, so he had to admit: "Yes, the Frost Marrow Ganoderma only grows at the bottom of the Frost Pool in the Northern Abyss of the Demon Realm, and only a few plants grow every hundred years."

"This is too dangerous..." Qi Yang frowned and disagreed.

Pei Qingyun looked at her, then suddenly sighed softly. He raised his hand, placed his palm on the top of her head, and gently rubbed it, as if to comfort her.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine," he said. "I go to Beiyuan often, I know it very well."

"Have you been there?"

Pei Qingyun hummed in agreement. "I traveled with my master in my younger years and spent some time in the Demon Realm. I know what's at the bottom of the Cold Pool. Besides, this trip isn't specifically to retrieve medicine. The Northern Territory is adjacent to the Demon Realm, so it's just a side trip."

Since the great war between immortals and demons thousands of years ago, the demon realm has been quiet for a long time, and Master was seriously injured in that war and has been in seclusion for many years to heal.

This is one of the reasons he went to the Demon Realm.

He hid everything from Qi Yang, fearing she would worry.

But Qi Yang still frowned, clearly not completely convinced.

Looking at her like this, Pei Qingyun suddenly felt a soft, throbbing sensation in his heart, a mixture of sweetness and bitterness.

The young man's gaze lingered on her face, almost with affection.

Qi Yang felt his gaze, and her heart started beating faster involuntarily.

The room was dimly lit, with only a sliver of light filtering through the window paper, outlining the silhouettes of the two people.

"Senior brother..." she couldn't help but call out to him softly, wanting to say that his gaze was too intense.

Pei Qingyun did not respond.

He took a step forward, and the distance between the two of them suddenly shortened, almost to the point of touching.

Qi Yang couldn't help but lower her head, but he stroked her chin. His fingertips, slightly cool to the touch, were gently placed on her jaw. The girl was forced to look up at him, her neck forming a thin and delicate curve.

The young man's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

"Junior sister," he called softly, "Yangyang."

Qi Yang's eyelashes trembled.

He lowered his head and gently placed his lips on the corner of her lips, the touch very light, as if testing her.

Qi Yang froze for a moment, then felt his breath completely envelop her, cool and pleasant. Her fingers somehow found themselves gripping the front of his shirt, creating a few fine wrinkles.

The young man's lips slowly moved from the corner of her lips to completely cover her lips. This time, the force was much stronger than before, as if it was a force that had been suppressed for a long time and was finally released.

Before they knew it, the two of them were on the bed.

Qi Yang was pinned down by him, her back pressed against the bed, her whole body sinking into the soft bedding. The young man moved his hand away from her chin, placed it on her ear, and encircled her in his arms, the force unconsciously carrying a possessiveness.

This was the first time the two of them had kissed while fully conscious, yet the atmosphere was even more chaotic and passionate than the last time they had kissed while not fully conscious.

His tongue followed hers, easily prying open her lips. Qi Yang let out a muffled groan, her fingers gripping his clothes tightly.

Pei Qingyun was patient, afraid of scaring her, and deliberately slowed down the pace. But the more he did this, the more Qi Yang felt like she couldn't breathe. His breath was overwhelming, and her tongue was numb from being sucked and repeatedly crushed.

The girl went limp and collapsed, ultimately forced to tilt her head back to endure the pain.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally pulled back a little, but his lips remained pressed against the corner of her lips, their breaths mingling.

Qi Yang opened her eyes, her vision somewhat unfocused, and saw his face so close to hers, his dark eyes reflecting her own image.

"Senior brother." Her voice was incredibly soft.

The girl's cheeks were flushed and her lips were swollen. Pei Qingyun could clearly feel the changes in his own body. He couldn't help but tilt his head back slightly and gasp for breath.

Clearly, Qi Yang, whose body was pressed against the young man's, could also feel it.

The atmosphere became increasingly ambiguous.

Just then, a voice came from outside the door.

"Yangyang?"

The voice was familiar to both of them; it was Ji Chuyi. The footsteps outside the door grew closer and closer, heading towards Qi Yang's room.

Pei Qingyun felt the person beneath her suddenly stiffen, and her expression changed completely. She opened her round eyes wide and looked towards the door in almost terror.

"Yangyang, are you back?" Ji Chuyi's voice came from outside the door. "I couldn't find you earlier. Did you come back early, Yangyang?"

He was calling from outside the door.

Qi Yang's breathing became erratic. She gritted her teeth. Oh no, why did Brother Chu Yi come back at this time?

She glanced at her and Pei Qingyun's current posture. She absolutely couldn't let Brother Chu see this. Not only were the two of them on the bed, still lost in passion, but their lips were also swollen like something out of a dream.

One glance was enough to tell what the two of them had just done.

Qi Yang quickly held her breath, her other hand gripping the collar of the person on top of her. She put her finger to her lips, twisted her face, and shook her head at him, signaling him not to make a sound.

Pei Qingyun took in her tense and anxious expression, and the turmoil in his eyes deepened.

His jaw tightened slightly, he tilted his head, and whispered into the girl's ear, his lips almost touching hers, "So afraid?"

Qi Yang glared at him angrily, her fingers still clutching his collar, and whispered back, "Senior brother, stop talking!"

Ji Chuyi knocked on the door twice more, her voice tinged with doubt: "Yangyang, are you in there?"

Qi Yang took a deep breath, afraid that Ji Chuyi would cover Pei Qingyun's mouth as soon as she heard the noise.

She could see herself and Pei Qingyun intertwined when she looked down; the young man's weight was still pressing down on her, and one of his legs was even embedded between her knees.

Covering her mouth was useless; the young man simply walked around her, lowered his head, and kissed her lips, gently grinding them together.

He did it on purpose!

Qi Yang couldn't help but turn her head, but someone easily grabbed the back of her head. She had nowhere to hide and could only endure this almost domineering kiss.

The footsteps outside finally faded into the distance, accompanied by Ji Chuyi's barely audible question: "Where did they go?"

The girl's body finally relaxed, and she was breathing slightly heavily, her chest heaving.

Pei Qingyun propped himself up, looking down at her as if she had survived a calamity. His eyes darkened, filled with an indescribable emotion. He raised his hand and used his fingertips to wipe the corner of her lips, which he had kissed until they were red. "Are you that scared?"

Qi Yang recovered and punched him in the chest. "Senior Brother Pei, you've gone too far! What if Brother Chu Yi finds out you're in my room?"

Pei Qingyun didn't dodge. Her fist struck his chest, sending a tingling, itchy sensation through him. He said recklessly, "Then it's good that you found out."

It's better if we find something; at worst, we'll just go down in flames and lose everything.

If we could get a divorce directly, that would be even better.

Thinking this to himself, Pei Qingyun didn't linger any longer. He was afraid that if he really angered her, the relationship between them could end with just a word from her.

The young man got out of bed, looked up at her, leaned in and gently kissed her forehead. "I'm leaving."

This time he did not linger. He stood by the bed, straightened his robes, and resumed his dignified and composed demeanor before quickly disappearing from the room.

Qi Yang sat up, clutching the blanket. Half of her hair was disheveled, her lips were swollen, and she was still feeling dizzy.

The room fell silent.

Qi Yang slowly fell back onto the bed, lying on her back, staring at the ceiling above her head. She didn't move for a long time, still feeling the breath she had just caught in her chest, her mind filled with the images from just moments before.

Unexpectedly, Senior Brother Pei's kisses weren't as gentle as I'd imagined.

She thought that someone as gentle and composed as Senior Brother Pei would never have such a moment of losing control, but who knew... it would be good enough if he didn't devour her whole.

Qi Yang rolled over, buried her face in the blanket, and couldn't help but mutter a curse, "Bastard."

To Qi Yang's surprise, similar incidents occurred frequently in the following days.

Whenever the two of them were alone in a room, whether it was in a house, a forest, or a study, Senior Brother Pei would immediately press himself against her and kiss her. Qi Yang was always surprised and embarrassed, yet she couldn't do anything about it.

That afternoon, Qi Yang was sitting at the stone table in the courtyard, sorting through medicinal herbs. The warm sunlight streamed down as she lowered her head and carefully categorized the herbs. Suddenly, a shadow fell over her from above.

She looked up and saw Pei Qingyun standing in front of her at some point.

Qi Yang blinked. "Senior Brother Pei."

I wasn't surprised at all by his sudden visit, after all, the two of them had been inseparable lately.

Pei Qingyun hummed in agreement and asked, "Where is he?"

"?" Qi Yang was puzzled for a moment. "You mean Brother Chu Yi? He has some work to finish and went out now. He won't be back until tonight."

Pei Qingyun nodded casually, then suddenly leaned down, his slender fingers picking up a stray strand of hair from her temple and slowly tucking it behind her ear. His fingertips brushed against her earlobe, like a silent signal of understanding.

Qi Yang froze, instinctively looking around.

She hadn't had much contact with her disciples during this time, but she still felt uneasy.

The young man easily discerned what she was thinking and asked directly, "To the room?"

Qi Yang's face went blank.

This was too blatant! Luckily, no one else could hear her. She quickly nodded, then couldn't help but blush and say, "Senior Brother Pei, please don't say it out loud..."

It's as if she only wants to indulge in debauchery in broad daylight.

Qi Yang almost ran back to her room with her head down, with Pei Qingyun following behind her at a leisurely pace. But as soon as they entered the room and the door latch was closed, the young man's hand came around from behind and trapped her in his arms.

Qi Yang glanced at the window beside her. "Senior brother, the window... the window isn't closed yet."

Pei Qingyun glanced to the side, then flicked his hand, and the window sash closed with a snap, darkening the room and leaving only a sliver of sunlight filtering through the cracks.

He then lowered his head, his nose brushing against her neck, and asked with some restraint, "Is it okay now?"

Qi Yang shrank back as he rubbed against her, and before she could say anything, she was turned around and her lips were sealed tightly.

"Junior sister, why do you smell so good today?" she said in a hoarse voice while kissing him.

Qi Yang gritted her teeth, "Senior Brother Pei, why are you becoming more and more improper?"

Pei Qingyun didn't answer, but he showed her just how improper he was.

However, the two of them only kissed, and although they kissed almost everyone, they still restrained themselves from continuing.

Qi Yang could sometimes feel the burning heat emanating from the young man, and even when she thought he had reached his limit and was about to completely surrender, he still withdrew and left.

It's the same this time.

After kissing for a while, Pei Qingyun stood up, held the limp body in his arms, took out an oil-wrapped paper from his storage bag and placed it on the table, "Osmanthus candy, newly arrived from the shop down the mountain."

Qi Yang was stunned for a moment, looking at the oil-wrapped paper and then at him. The shame and anger she felt from being kissed so fiercely earlier dissipated in an instant.

She reached out and opened the package, took one and fed it to the young man before eating one herself. The sweet fragrance of osmanthus blossoms spread across her tongue.

"Is it sweet?" he asked.

The girl nodded.

Pei Qingyun lowered his head, touched her lips to his own, and then slowly asked, "Is osmanthus candy better or throat lozenges?"

"..."

Alright, this person is still thinking about the throat lozenges she accepted from Senior Brother Meng Chuan, and is waiting for her here.

petty and narrow-minded.

Although she was secretly complaining, Qi Yang still smiled and said with exceptional sincerity, "Of course it's osmanthus candy, it's my favorite."

As soon as she finished speaking, the young man's expression softened visibly, and the corners of his lips curved into a smile. "Tell me what you want to eat, and I'll bring it to you often in the future."

Once she buys him, she will never accept anything from any other man.