These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

Wei Tu's hand fell naturally to her side. The young man watched her take two steps, then stop and turn around.

"That annoying senior brother..."

She murmured to herself, taking two steps at a time, and tiptoed in front of her own toes.

The cool lips lingered on her cheek for only a moment, and the girl, with her eyes closed and her face full of shyness, resembled a fruit brimming with sweet and sour flavors.

She smiled slyly and shyly.

"A reward for my senior brother bringing me back~"

Wei Tu reached out and touched his cheek.

"I'm not washing my face tonight."

"Senior brother, you..."

"I'm not going to shower this month."

"Ugh!"

"I'm never washing again in my life."

"You stink!"

Su Mi laughed and ran away, skipping and hopping, her light and cheerful laughter seemingly echoing in the wind.

Wei Tu turned around and returned to Xiaoyuan Peak, calmly climbing the mountain.

He sensed something and looked up when he was not far from the courtyard gate.

Then I saw a figure in a white dress, looking so aloof and elegant under the moonlight.

"Master?"

Wei Tu saw Lu Qingyan standing under the bright moonlight, her beauty as radiant as a fairy.

A true fairy.

Lu Qingyan looked at herself, her expression still as cold as ever, but this time Wei Tu sensed something... unusually awkward.

"Disciple..."

"what happened?"

Wei Tu found it strange and moved a little closer.

Lu Qingyan opened her mouth, then sighed silently, seemingly somewhat annoyed.

Are you angry with your teacher?

"Huh?" Wei Tu blinked, then seemed to remember something and said with a wry smile, "Isn't it right for Master to discipline his disciple?"

Lu Qingyan nodded, seemingly relieved.

Then they seemed to run out of things to say.

Wei Tu felt even more confused. Was he standing here so late just to find out if he was alive or not?

"Master, if there's nothing else, please go back and rest early. Your disciple will be heading back now..."

After Wei Tu finished speaking, he heard Lu Qingyan's words.

"and many more……"

"Is there anything else, Master?"

After asking the question, Lu Qingyan slowly turned her arm around from behind, her slender hand holding a basket.

Wei Tu seemed to realize something and stared at Lu Qingyan in a daze.

The desolation remained, but the woman's voice was soft, tinged with more shyness.

He brought the basket to Wei Tu.

"Does my disciple know how to cook pig's trotters...?"

Wei Tu was slightly taken aback, then laughed.

So my master is this cute?

14 A Twenty-Year Promise

Wei Tu did not refuse, nor did he have any reason to refuse.

I quickly took the pig's trotters and started making them.

He glanced at Lu Qingyan with a smile in his eyes.

Feeling genuinely guilty under such scrutiny, the aloof and beautiful woman retorted with a fierce but weak voice, "What are you looking at? Do you want a beating?"

Wei Tu smiled and waved his hand.

"I was just wondering, Master clearly saw it this afternoon... why didn't you ask me for it?"

Lu Qingyan raised her head, her cold, beautiful eyes narrowing slightly.

"Today, the peak master of Crimson Eyebrows Peak told me something."

"what?"

Wei Tu wondered why the other person was suddenly bringing up this kind of thing. Did it have anything to do with the present? Did it have anything to do with him?

Lu Qingyan's voice was as cold as her expression.

"The Crimson Sun Vine on their Crimson Eyebrow Peak has matured, and it's as thick as a child's arm around it."

"Uh... Master...?"

Wei Tu seemed to understand something, but he couldn't stop the aloof woman from talking to herself.

"So I gave them a heads-up beforehand, and it should be easy to make a Red Sun Vine."

"Master! Your disciple will go make pig's trotters right away and promise not to say another word!"

Are you kidding me?

Such thick vines?

Do you want to slap me or stab me?!

Wei Tu quickly prepared the pig's trotters and even personally delivered them to Lu Qingyan's room.

"Master, are you still there?"

Wei Tu didn't see Lu Qingyan immediately, so he asked.

"Here I am."

The sound came from behind a screen in another corner of the room.

Wei Tu looked over and realized what this aloof master had been doing while he was making pig's trotters.

Because at that moment, in the dim light of the candle, behind the screen, there was a slender figure.

Wei Tu felt a pang of regret, realizing he had arrived a little too late.

So much so that when I saw her now, that slender, snake-like, perfect figure was already clothed.

Her slender, hazy figure seemed to be dancing slowly under the moonlight.

Although this is not a dance, just looking at the shadow evokes the image of a perfect body and the sensual nature of every movement.

It wasn't cold, but fiery hot, making you feel hot.

Until a figure slowly emerged from behind the screen.

It felt as if spring had already arrived. The first breeze of early spring had opened more than a thousand flowers, and their rich fragrance was all rushing towards me.

Wei Tu was somewhat stunned, one could say he couldn't help but stare blankly at the other side of the screen.

Lu Qingyan.

One's own master.

Although they were dressed fairly neatly and had everything they needed.

But beneath that skirt lay a pair of fair legs, seemingly still glistening with water droplets, gleaming with a luster like mutton fat jade.

Deep within the slightly loosened, belted dress, one could see waves of fragrant white flesh emanating from her full breasts.

Her hair was still damp, and Lu Qingyan's face, which wasn't tied properly, was still beautiful. The messy hair gave her a fairy-like beauty that seemed to have fallen to earth.

It was a destructive urge that made one want to run rampant and torment the fairy to one's heart's content.

Wei Tu was somewhat surprised by his true feelings at that moment. Although he immediately composed himself, he could not deny that he had indeed had dangerous thoughts just now.

The boy's sudden turn of his head was an attempt to cover up his actions, which was clearly noticed by the perceptive Lu Qingyan.

Lu Qingyan hadn't expected that she hadn't kept a good eye on things, and the other person had walked in right after she finished showering.

However, as her master, she was not used to showing any loss of composure, as it would make the atmosphere between them even more awkward.

Wei Tu's turning his head made him feel slightly resentful.

His daze... lasted only a very short time.

But what about the person he went to see? Did that make him even more distraught...?

Lu Qingyan fastened her belt and walked past the handsome young man.

Then he sat down at the table.

Wei Tu only caught a whiff of fragrance as it passed by, which made him feel refreshed and as if he were in a fairyland.

"Sit down."

Lu Qingyan acted as if nothing had happened, but the unidentified blush where the snow peak connects to her collarbone seemed to prove that something had indeed occurred.

With her cold, aloof gaze, she watched the handsome young man she had watched grow up slowly kneel down opposite her at the table.

The only dish on the table was braised pork trotters, but the aroma of the meat was so enticing that it made one's mouth water.

Lu Qingyan had to admit that she was indeed a little tempted.