These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

Even though she knew he was working hard for her... she still couldn't help but let her mind wander when his hand touched her soft, pert buttocks.

She always felt as if she were shamelessly lying in her disciple's arms, letting him do as he pleased, arranging her into various positions, and letting him touch every corner of her body.

She could even feel the boy's uneven breathing, which prompted her to look up.

The bright moonlight pierced through the cold mist that was gradually dissipating due to the heat, and shone on his handsome face.

His eyelashes were long, and his eyebrows were strikingly handsome.

A few drops of water clung to his eyelashes, about to slide off but not quite. He seemed to be deliberately holding back something, his brows furrowing slightly.

He must be exhausted... because he... was constantly channeling his inner energy...

The woman biting her lip felt a pang of sympathy for his efforts and restraint at that moment.

She even had the urge to wipe the sweat from his brow.

He simply couldn't lift his arm.

She tried to get up with force, but instead limply rubbed against his chest.

"hiss……"

Wei Tu gasped, the sensation in her chest was too intense; her thin clothes offered no protection against the touch of the completely naked woman.

Especially that chest... the damp, warm marks left by the passage...

Wei Tu couldn't help but open his eyes and saw Lu Qingyan, whose eyes were somewhat unfocused, staring into his gaze.

His hands dared not stop for a moment, still adjusting her meridians.

But she had already come into contact with her own face.

"Master..."

Lu Qingyan bit her thin lips.

"You wicked disciple..."

These words were spoken in an incredibly lewd and lascivious tone.

This left the teenager somewhat confused.

But what follows is...

"Thanks a lot……"

Wei Tu shook her head and said gently, "It doesn't matter as long as it's for you."

Lu Qingyan bit her lip, her eyes showing some struggle.

"You...you did all this just to help me, you didn't have any other intentions..."

Her words were somewhat weak; Wei Tu wanted to give her a sense of security.

"Hmm... I definitely don't have any other intentions..."

"But no master and disciple have ever gone to this extent..."

Lu Qingyan felt so weak that she was like a little girl, and her Dragon Slayer Realm skills... had all vanished without a trace.

Wei Tu smiled.

"It's okay. No matter what others do, they have no right to criticize us."

Lu Qingyan looked into his eyes, at his thin lips, and at his gentle smile that touched her heart.

"Are you seeking revenge...?"

"Revenge?" Wei Tu didn't know why she said that.

"When you were little, your teacher always whipped you with a rattan cane... Now you're returning the favor to your teacher, aren't you..."

Wei Tu hadn't thought of this aspect at all, but after Lu Qingyan said it, he was unable to control his reaction.

There was no sense of guilt whatsoever, but rather a profound sense of sin and taboo.

"I don't……"

Lu Qingyan smiled weakly, yet possessed a delicate and frail air.

"Have you forgiven your teacher yet?"

"I have never blamed you..."

"But you just hit me... so hard..."

Hiss... Wei Tu actually missed the feeling of that slap on Lu Qingyan's round buttocks.

The softness rippled in my palm.

"Sorry... that was..."

"I must return it, otherwise I will lose all my authority as a teacher..."

Wei Tu was stunned. Before he could figure out how the other party would return the favor, he saw Lu Qingyan in front of him suddenly lower her head.

Then I felt a slight stinging pain in my neck.

The key is not the stinging pain, but the strange sensation of it sucking at my skin.

You can feel the delicate movement of her lips and teeth.

Even that soft, fragrant tongue tip, gently licking and wandering...

The woman closed her eyes, seemingly giving up on everything and sinking into complete despair. But only she knew the truth.

On the contrary, as a master, there are too many things I cannot do.

Then, in this unknown place, I will repay the boy with less than one percent of the pain I feel.

Like a young eagle plucking a feather before it becomes a mighty eagle and soars into the sky, just to prove it was here. PS: On the surface it seems like a suggestive story, but it actually has a profound core. I hope you don't think this is a story about a royal uncle. You should know that every word is filled with the regret of unrequited love.

53. The wind and rain were dark and gloomy, but the rooster crowed incessantly.

There were no ripples on the water, and no mist in the air.

Only the cicadas chirped in the grass.

Only moonlight leaked in through the window, casting a silvery glow on the floor.

In the room devoid of candlelight, the two figures seemed to overlap, intimately intertwined.

The woman, no longer wet, lowered her head slightly, looking at the sleeping boy in her arms.

He seemed to have lost all his strength, and could only close his eyes and breathe softly, falling into a sweet sleep like a child.

The woman with a cool and aloof expression would gently stroke his eyebrows and eyes with her slender fingers, as if comforting her own child.

Silence speaks louder than words.

Lu Qingyan's face returned to its icy expression, as if the boy sleeping in her arms had no emotions whatsoever.

Only she knew that the complex emotions in her heart were hard to calm, like a stormy sea that could not find peace for a long time.

Her breathing gradually returned to normal, and the pain subsided, all thanks to the young man named Wei Tu.

She knew very well that, even for her own sake, this young man had almost exhausted himself, and at this moment he was like an ordinary person's shell, needing a long rest to recover the lost inner energy.

Did he do it...? Lu Qingyan didn't know. She couldn't feel that much yet, but she felt that the energy flowing through her body wasn't so cold and piercing anymore. It wasn't like sharp swords constantly piercing through her body, even cutting her dreams.

Lu Qingyan found it amazing. If he really succeeded, if what he said was true... could it be considered that she was saved by her own disciple?

How did he see all of this, and how was he able to do all of this?

This is simply unbelievable.

The night is too long, and Lu Qingyan doesn't want to sleep yet.

Even though she was exhausted, and the woman who had been tormented in the icy pool to the point of almost dying, now only felt gentleness and wanted to hold him a little longer, just like when she was a child.

Thinking back to his childhood, when he was very young, even as a toddler, he would have nightmares every day, immersed in the nightmare of his parents' death, unable to sleep all night.

Lu Qingyan would sit by his bedside, just like now, gently stroking his forehead, so that he could feel her presence even in his dreams.

Without suffering... he will no longer be afraid of loss in his future life.

But I feel weaker now.

So weak... that they need their own apprentice to save them.

Is this fate or a serendipitous encounter...? Lu Qingyan didn't know. She felt that he was somewhat unfamiliar, but she also felt that this unfamiliarity was a good thing. He had grown up and would soon be able to stand on his own.

He will soon be able to leave his protection and carve out his own path.

So... what about myself?

The world outside is vast and boundless; he will eventually find his own place to go. He will create his own legend, and a life even more brilliant than his own awaits him.

He will have no shortage of female confidantes, and will have many children and grandchildren in the future... His master will probably fade away gradually.

Lu Qingyan revealed a rare smile, as beautiful as the first ray of sunshine in the dead of winter melting the snow.

Even if it fades away like this, it's fine. He doesn't need to do anything more for me. Having spent those years together is already a rare blessing in this world.

Fortunately, even in the darkest of times, amidst the crowing of roosters, there will be a period of sincere life.

It has already surpassed thousands of mountains and rivers.

No matter where he goes, I hope this period of time will be a source of strength for the two of them.

"I wish tonight would go on a slower pace."

Lu Qingyan looked up, but the sky was already showing a hint of dawn.

Dawn will break soon.

Lu Qingyan, holding the boy's body, leaned against the headboard, staring blankly at him.

Until a slight commotion was felt in her arms, by which time it was already bright outside the window.

Even the birdsong could be heard, and the crowing of roosters in the distance was deafening.

"Master..."