Don't be afraid, fairy, I'm blind

Chapter 464 Inviting Master's Wife to Practice Together

The morning mist had not yet dissipated, and a drop of dew fell from the icicle of the eaves, landing on the back of You Su's hand where he was holding the sword.

He looked at the white figure brewing tea in the corridor. The mist blurred the lotus pattern between her eyebrows, like the mist lingering on the snow-capped mountains.

He Shutong wore her hair in a high bun today, with a frosty silk ribbon hanging around her waist, making her neck look even more slender like a crane.

Even though he had seen so many stunningly beautiful women, he still felt that no one could compare to the one in front of him. Her beauty was so great that it didn't seem like something he could touch.

Last night was as beautiful as a dream, even the lingering fragrance beside his bed seemed like an imagination.

He stayed awake all night, his mind full of this exciting dream. He felt that the experience of being able to see and not being able to see was completely different. What made him imagine more was that this dream was not like reality.

In reality, his master's wife only helped him twice when he was helpless. After he found a proper Taoist partner, she would definitely not help him again. But here, You Su only had his master's wife left, so the only person who could continue to help him was this cold and unparalleled sword fairy.

You Su was tormented by these audacious thoughts and did not sleep all night. He tried to bring his consciousness back to reality and force himself not to think about them anymore, but he failed.

At first he thought it was because he was too excited, but after struggling for a whole night he realized that it was because his body was too weak and his mind was too faint, so his body instinctively prevented him from waking up.

Although it was obviously a terrible thing to overdraw like this, You Su felt a little happy, as if this gave him a legitimate reason to stay alone with his master's wife in this beautiful dream. He quietly looked at the fairy's beautiful figure, and felt that he would never get tired of looking at her for the rest of his life.

He Shutong's fingertips stroked the ice cracks on the celadon teacup. How could she not notice You Su staring at her in a daze? She could not help but quietly turn her body to the side, as if to avoid the boy's gaze.

She meditated all night, and was also disturbed by the absurdity of last night. Thinking that this was not the first time, why was she so nervous and embarrassed?

She spent a whole night thinking about this question before she came up with the answer -

In the past, she only thought that You Su was a good child who respected her. When the child was unwell, she had no choice but to take care of him in a hurry. Afterwards, they still had a respectful relationship between master and disciple.

But last night she could no longer use the word "forced" to convince herself, because she knew that she was not solving the physiological problems of an innocent child, but satisfying a man's desire for her. This man did not treat her as his master's wife, but as a woman he could pursue.

How can a man and a woman respect each other when they live alone under the same roof?

Even though she had mustered up her courage, even though this was a dream, this was something that this lotus-like fairy had not experienced for three hundred years. She was confused and flustered, and she didn't know how to face their relationship, so she had to get up early to make tea, and seemed oblivious to the boy's waiting.

You Su's Adam's apple moved slightly. In the past, if the master's wife saw him going out, she would definitely call him, but today she deliberately ignored him. In his opinion, this seemed like the master's wife deliberately ignored him, as a punishment for his happiness last night.

"Master's wife, good morning?" He greeted cautiously.

He Shutong paused without noticing, but did not dare to turn around to let the boy see her flushed face.

Because she had roughly guessed before that the boy here was not a blind man, he could see herself.

"Today we will practice the eleventh form of the Eighteen Lotus Forms."

Her voice returned to its former cold and clear tone, making You Su feel as if he was back in time when he was twelve or thirteen years old and was listening to her speak through a door.

You Su felt a sharp pain in his heart and regretted his decision. If he had known that this would make his master's wife alienate him, he would never have led things to this point.

"Yes."

You Su respectfully bowed to the fairy's back and began to dance with the sword.

The Lotus Sword Technique originated from the Mandarin Duck Sword Technique, but it is more complex and orderly, like a series of closely connected petals that together form a pure and unworldly sword lotus.

You Su was very talented and had a good foundation. When he danced with the sword, the sword light was like the moonlight covering the ground. However, as he danced, he remembered that when he practiced sword in this dream last night, his master's wife would often stand beside him and hold his hand to guide him. But now he was only entertaining himself, and he felt very lost.

A sword is a double-edged blade, and one must not be distracted when wielding a sword. But You Su was only thinking about how to repair the relationship, and he could not remember the direction of the sword. In a moment of carelessness, the sword tip cut his left rib when it was turned back.

He hissed subconsciously, but he didn't dare let his mistress know that he was practicing sword skills recklessly. He continued to attack in a methodical manner regardless of the blood oozing out.

"Sword energy that is too strong will break easily." He Shutong suddenly spoke, and the glazed sword tassel shattered in the wind, "Retract three points of strength, and retain seven points of intention."

Upon hearing this, You Su quickly gathered his mind and did as he was told, knowing that if he was not focused in practicing sword skills, he would make his master's wife unhappy.

After completing the sword moves, You Su quickly and quietly clasped his arms together to pretend to be upright, but in fact he was trying to cover up the injury on his left rib. He also quietly looked around to make sure it was not easy to be exposed.

But when she looked up again, she saw the frosty skirt brushing against the blue bricks, and a clear lotus fragrance mixed with the bitter smell of medicine came with it.

He Shutong's eyebrows, like distant mountains, were lightly frowned:

"Why are you so careless?"

You Suzhi knew that he had not been able to hide it from his master's wife, "I just got out of bed... I haven't gotten used to it yet."

He Shutong looked at the timid look of the young man with his head down, and felt sorry for him. He held out a glass cup in his hand to the young man:

"Drink it. If you are not feeling well, don't practice for now."

You Su took it obediently, feeling secretly delighted as if he had been pardoned. He could only sigh that his mistress still cared about him:

"Thank you, Master."

As soon as he finished speaking, he put the medicinal soup that his master's wife had personally "boiled" into his mouth, ready to drink it all in one gulp.

But as soon as I took a sip, I found that the medicine was incredibly bitter, to the point where it was almost impossible to swallow.

But You Su thought that this was brought by his master's wife, and was afraid that she wanted him to 'taste a little bitterness' on purpose, so he dared not leak any of the soup, and he had to swallow the soup in one gulp even if he had to suppress his nausea.

He Shutong smiled secretly. Of course, she made the medicine so bitter on purpose.

She felt distressed when she saw the young man's uneasy look, and she knew that You Su's fear was only more than hers, not less.

It took You Su eight years of sincerity to move her, so how could she bear to see the boy worry about her? After all, she felt sorry for him, but she didn't want him to think she was so easily shaken. As an elder, even if he didn't see her as an elder, she had to show some dignity.

"Not bitter?"

You Su smiled brightly, "It's not bitter! Master's wife cooked it for me, so of course it's not bitter!"

"Then I'm relieved. I was worried that you couldn't bear the hardship. Your mind is unstable, so you have to drink this bitter soup three times a day. If you can't drink it, don't force yourself. I can think of other ways for you."

You Su was stunned for a moment, thinking that even if it was in a dream, it would be an inhuman torture to drink such unpalatable medicine continuously...

But he thought again, how could such a holy fairy like Master's Wife have no grudges against him after doing that with him last night? If he accepted it honestly, You Su would think Master's Wife was weird.

Master's wife is also half the owner of this dream. She deliberately made the medicine so bitter, which was clearly a test, as if to say -

If he wants to be close to her, there will not only be sweetness, but also bitterness like this medicine. If he is not afraid of bitterness, then there will be a time to drink medicine, and who knows if one day the medicine will be as sweet as honey; but if he is afraid of bitterness, then he should not drink the medicine she personally brews for him in the future. They are still as good master and disciple as before, but it is difficult for them to become better. You Su hesitated for a moment, as if he was constantly asking himself in his heart, should he stop and continue to be the favored and obedient disciple? Or should he follow his heart and try to cross that line and scoop a bowl of medicine that may be extremely bitter or extremely sweet from the lake of his master's wife's heart?

He hesitated for only a moment, and the young man turned the glass cup over completely, as if he wanted to drink every last drop of the liquid. Although his throat felt bitter as if he had swallowed a rusty sword, a clear smile appeared on his face:

"The medicine brewed by Master's Wife is sweet no matter how bitter it is."

He Shutong's hand holding the handkerchief paused. The brown mark left at the corner of the boy's mouth looked like a dead leaf. She reached out to wipe it, and when her fingertips touched the warm lip lines, she realized that she had crossed the line.

Her wide sleeves fell down quickly, but could not hide her inadvertent panic.

Things have come to this point all to satisfy his greed. I am just cooperating with him to dream a beautiful dream due to various reasons. How can I take the initiative...

"Why didn't I know you were so good at talking before?" She turned her back and put away the medicine cups.

"I have always been like this, but Master's wife was in seclusion before and couldn't hear it."

He Shutong seemed to have hit a soft spot. The crisp sound of the celadon porcelain colliding was mixed with an almost inaudible sigh: "Since you are not afraid of suffering, increase the dosage by 30% tomorrow. This way you will get better faster."

The gloom in You Su's heart also disappeared as the bitterness faded away. He vaguely felt that his master's wife had turned back into the same master's wife she used to be.

As his heart was burning with excitement, he also had some thoughts about showing off in front of the fairy:
"Master's Wife, I am not feeling unwell. I was distracted just now. In fact, I have a new understanding."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Song's sword had already been unsheathed three inches.

"Insight? What insight?" He Shutong also became curious and looked at the young man's posture, as if he had guessed what he was going to do.

"Please try the sword, Master's wife. We will know after one try." The young man smiled lightly.

He Shutong also smiled, and casually attracted a wooden sword to fly into his palm.

She and You Su had fought swords in this dream, but they had only done so to get familiar with the swordsmanship. You Su's serious look at this moment made her feel that she had a good opportunity, an opportunity to openly "retaliate" for the humiliation of last night.

"Master's wife can't catch it with her wooden sword." You Su was very confident.

He Shutong wiped the wooden sword gently and answered confidently:

"enough."

……

You Su groaned, as if in pain.

He Shutong's bandaged hand trembled slightly, and the warmth of the boy's back came through the cloth, reminding her of the hot feeling she had held last night, and ripples began to form in her heart again.

"Master's wife, didn't you say that we were going to use a wooden sword?" You Su lay on the bed, his tone sounding a little complaining.

He Shutong's face turned redder upon hearing this. Noticing the boy's tendency to turn over again, he quickly held him down:

"Lie down first, it's not healed yet."

"Oh..." You Su responded, and then asked with a smile, "Master's wife, was my sword really powerful?"

He Shutong pursed her lips, recalling the youth's demeanor when he used the sword just now. It was indeed a remarkable sword posture. However, she was worried that the youth would ruin her dignity, so she broke her promise and used her personal sword to receive the black sword. Unexpectedly, she almost forgot that the youth was only at the Lingtai realm at that time. Fortunately, she stopped in time to avoid more serious consequences, but it did cause You Su to suffer some physical pain.

She was filled with guilt and self-blame, and didn't care about the beauty of last night. Even if You Su said he was not seriously injured, she would still bandage him and apply medicine on him personally.

"Of course it is very powerful." He Shutong praised sincerely, but he also secretly poked the wound on You Su's left rib, as if to blame, "But the Mandarin Duck Sword seeks the harmony of yin and yang, not the destruction of both sides. How can you have such a violent sword intent?"

In fact, the wound was not that painful, but it did not stop You Su from grabbing the fairy's soft hand and crying out in pain. He Shutong's heart tightened, and he pretended to be angry and slapped You Su's hand away, but he sprinkled the golden wound medicine very carefully.

"I remember I told Master's Wife that blind people are always easily panicked. The more panicked they are, the more ruthless they have to be when they strike with their sword to feel at ease."

The words sounded light, but He Shutong remembered that the boy had been blind since childhood, and it must have been extremely difficult for him to explore the world on his own. However, after Guan Chujun entrusted him to him, he failed to fulfill his responsibilities, so he felt even more sad and blamed himself, and his hands became gentler.

You Su was so perceptive that he quickly laughed and said, "But the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. Without this experience, I really couldn't have comprehended my sword intent so quickly. City Lord Liu praised me and said that no one in the world has comprehended the sword intent at my age!"

He Shutong bit her lower lip lightly. She heard that the boy was actually comforting herself. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart. The boy's gentleness was what she could not bear the most.

"Don't be proud and complacent. There are many people in history who are extremely talented but prematurely aged. Only by taking steady steps can you achieve success."

"Disciple will follow the Master's instructions."

"But... you are indeed the most eccentric person I have ever met in my life." He Shutong carefully tied a bow on the cloth strip, "You actually thought of integrating my Liansheng Sword Intention with your Mosong Sword Intention. Throughout history, you are the first person who dares to think like this and actually does it."

He learned the Lotus Sword from his master's wife in his dream, so naturally he understood some of the Lotus Sword's meaning just like in the outside world. But he used this to show off to his master's wife in his dream, so he had to restrain himself in reality, otherwise his master's wife would inevitably see the coincidence.

"I just thought that since my master's wife and I get along so well, the sword spirits we have each realized will surely also be able to coexist harmoniously, so I came up with this idea."

You Su felt that the bandage was completed, so he quickly turned over and quietly watched He Shutong's reaction.

The fairy's jade fingers unconsciously brushed across the grooves of his abdominal muscles before she hastily retracted them. She pretended not to understand the hint in the boy's words, but was secretly annoyed at herself for being so fond of daydreaming. Was the boy really hinting at something?

"The Lotus Sword was originally developed by me through the enlightenment of the Mandarin Duck Sword. You are also practicing the Mandarin Duck Sword, so the sword intent can be integrated. This is probably because the Mandarin Duck Sword was originally a sword practiced by two people. However, you are also very talented, and you accidentally followed the sword principle. Otherwise, if you were to integrate other sword intents with yours, you might be severely backlashed."

"So that's how it is. Fortunately, I learned the Lotus Sword from my master's wife." The young man's smile from the heart is always bright, and He Shutong was a little dazed by his smile.

"Master's Wife, I think this sword is extremely mysterious, and I want to continue to comprehend it. Since you said that it is because the Mandarin Duck Sword is originally a double sword, can I..."

Before he finished speaking, He Shutong felt his heart tighten.

You Su's eyelids drooped slightly, as if expecting:
"Can you use the Yang Sword to practice with your disciples in the future?"

As if he felt this was too direct, You Su immediately added:
"Disciple, I really want to comprehend this sword."

He Shutong's breathing stagnated. She knew in advance that this was You Su himself, and she understood his thoughts very well. So when faced with this request, it was hard for her to think that the boy's purpose was simple.

The Mandarin Duck Sword was originally a sword practiced by Taoist couples together. She had never practiced with others since she started practicing sword. Now, does she have to practice the Mandarin Duck-like sword with him as his master's wife?

But…if he could really make his sword power more perfect, perhaps he could avoid the danger of premature aging?
"Mandarin Duck Sword..."

When she spoke, her voice was as light as snow. "It requires the two swords to resonate and connect their qi. Now you are injured, wait... wait until you recover."

(End of this chapter)