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

Chapter 465: Disappointed Master's Wife; Ashamed Master's Wife

The icicles on the eaves reflected tiny golden rays in the morning light. You Su leaned against the column and looked at the white figure practicing sword in the courtyard.

He Shutong wore her hair in a high bun today, looking more capable than before. The frosty sword tassel moved as the sword moved, dragging a cool arc of light on the snow.

You Su unconsciously stroked the scabbed wound on his left rib, the scent of medicine mixed with lotus seemed to still linger on his fingertips.

Although the master's wife remained as dignified as usual these past two days, the slight trembling of her fingertips when she handed over the medicine and the faint red behind her ears when she bandaged him were like fine snow falling into a charcoal basin, which gave rise to a secret joy in his heart.

"Master's wife."

The tip of He Shutong's sword was covered with frost. When he turned around, his wide sleeves fluttered like crane wings. "Can I get off the bed now?"

"It was obviously my master's wife who didn't let me go down." You Su said jokingly as he walked closer on the snow. The crisp sound of his boots crushing ice crystals was mixed with a bit of excitement.

In reality, You Su would not dare to tease He Shutong in such a sarcastic tone, because he was afraid that any inappropriate behavior would ruin his image in the eyes of his master's wife.

Only in the dreams when the two of them were close could he say some slightly disrespectful words and do some slightly disrespectful things, like a truly immature teenager. But in fact, it was You Su who was testing the boundaries of their relationship.

However, He Shutong could not refuse such a cautious temptation, and she would always think of the poor blind boy who stood outside the door and tried to get closer to her. She had already rejected him so many times, so how could she bear to turn him away again? Besides, she also found You Su's occasional jokes and coquetry quite interesting and secretly delighted.

"Since I told you not to get out, why did you run out anyway?" He Shutong asked knowingly. She knew why You Su was in a hurry to get out of bed, and that was why she deliberately delayed...

"It was when I was lying on the bed meditating that I had a new insight into the method of fusing sword intent, and I couldn't wait to show it to Master's wife."

You Su smiled brightly, he knew very well that his master's wife was reserved and gentle by nature, he could not directly say that he wanted to practice sword skills with her, that would only arouse her vigilance, and this indirect approach was the best way.

As expected, He Shutong raised her eyebrows when she heard this. She actually wanted to delay it a little longer, but after hearing the young man say that he had a new idea, she couldn't help but waver.

As the saying goes, practice makes perfect. If we don't help him verify something, how can we just rely on random thoughts?
"In such a short time, you have gained new insights?"

"Yes! I also find it incredible. I think it must be because Master's Wife is by my side. Following the Sword Immortal Master's Wife, I was able to understand the sword. "

He Shutong felt a little embarrassed when she heard this, secretly annoyed that it was obviously the young man's extraordinary swordsmanship, but he insisted on saying that it was her who taught him well. She knew it was flattery as soon as she heard it, but she didn't know why, she, who had always been pure and elegant, would feel happy because of this flattery, and even always greedily wanted to hear more.

"You're so talkative." She said in a low voice, then put on a serious face and pretended to be an elder. "Young people should not be too ambitious. Answer my three questions first. If you get them all right, I will believe that what you have learned is reasonable and well-founded. If you don't get them right, go and continue to consolidate your foundation and let go of this idea for now."

"Master's wife, just ask!" You Su knew that Master's wife would not let him get what he wanted easily, so he patted his chest and vowed.

He Shutong looked at the twinkling stars in the boy's eyes, and suddenly remembered something that made her both embarrassed and secretly happy - yesterday she briefly regained consciousness and returned to reality, but in front of the pair of snake sisters, she heard the still unconscious boy mumbling "Master's Wife"...

Her fingertips curled unconsciously under her wide sleeves, but her face remained calm and indifferent:

"First question, recite the annotations of Chapter 7 of the Lotus Sword Manual to me. All you need to do is..."

Before he finished speaking, You Su spoke loudly:
"A sword is made of black iron and has a pure lotus as its soul. The seventh chapter, 'Snow and Mud, Wild Goose Footprints', is inspired by the idea of ​​snow falling into a cold pond and wild geese flying without a trace. The sword's three folds are like ice spikes falling to the ground. One fold breaks the dust, the second folds split the frost, and the third folds turns into spring water..."

He Shutong opened her beautiful eyes slightly, feeling surprised. She and You Su had only talked about the text of the Sword Scripture four or five times, but what she asked You Su to recite was not the text of the Sword Scripture, but the annotations under the text. She originally just wanted the boy to express the important points, but who knew that the boy actually recited it word for word.

Even though You Su had cultivated the ability to remember everything he heard since he was a child, he must have put in a lot of effort in private to achieve this level. However, private efforts are by no means something that should be despised. On the contrary, He Shutong felt that the boy really wanted to learn the swordsmanship that she was proud of.

It is precisely because he values ​​it that he works hard. He Shutong felt a warm feeling in his heart and wanted to teach him all his skills without reservation.

As You Su recited fluently, he caught a glimpse of the master's wife's eyes flashing slightly, and he knew that his efforts were not in vain.

"Master's wife, are there any mistakes?"

He Shutong tilted his head slightly, looking at the shaky golden light on the ice ridge, and the strict teacher posture he had just put on softened again:
"It seems that you really care about it. I was worried that you couldn't remember these complicated documents. Just reciting them by heart doesn't mean you really understand them. Look at the morning light reflecting on the snow. How about cutting it with the 'snow and mud' style?"

You Su took the opportunity to move closer: "Is this the second question?"

He Shutong was stunned for a moment, and her tone was actually the coquettish tone that she rarely showed: "Master's wife is testing you, and you have to measure the number?"

You Su scratched his head and smiled, "Master's wife wants to test me, even if it's 10,000 questions, I'm willing to answer them."

He took out the wooden sword and took a half step forward. The crushed ice crystals on the soles of his boots just matched the sword's momentum: "I should use the first layer of energy to cut the golden light, the second layer to crush the snow shadow, and the last layer..."

He Shutong, who was standing nearby, nodded slightly when seeing this, and once again marveled at the young boy's high talent. Not only did he put his heart into it, he also really understood it.

But before You Su could ask for praise, He Shutong retreated to the old tree without leaving a trace and picked up the red buds that had fallen on his shoulder.

You Su was somewhat stunned, not knowing what the Master's Wife intended to do, but he suddenly heard the Fairy's clear voice:

"The third test."

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly put her fingers together like a sword and stabbed at You Su's forehead, and the pressure from the void condensed into a tangible frosty air.

You Su did not dodge or evade, and his wooden sword slid out half an inch from his sleeve—he actually met the attack with the hilt of the sword.

With a clear "clang" sound, the frost shattered into stardust when it touched the hilt of the sword.

He Shutong looked at the boy's jawline which was tense due to nervousness, and felt a great sense of guilt welling up in his heart.

"Why don't you draw your sword?"

"Why did You Su draw his sword against Master's wife?" the young man asked, as if it was a matter of course.

"Even if it's me, I might kill you. If you don't draw your sword, won't you be at my mercy?"

"If Master's Wife wants my life, then it must be useful. If so, Master's Wife can take it."

The snow on the eaves fell down, and He Shutong looked at the boy's profile gilded by the morning sun, and felt suddenly dazed.

So not only did he not dodge, he also extended the hilt of the sword...

She bit her lower lip lightly, and for a moment, she couldn't tell whether the boy did it on purpose because he saw through her thoughts, or if he really thought so.

Or maybe... it's both. He Shutong was silent for a moment, not knowing how to explain his third question.

Her original intention was that both parties who practiced the Double-Edged Sword together needed to have complete trust in each other, so she used this method to see You Su's reaction.

But in fact... she already knew that there was no need to test it, because he would not hide when facing the incarnation of herself as a dream eater, so how could he hide when facing the real herself?

But You Su's performance of not only not hiding but also letting you kill him really exceeded her expectations. This level of trust made her ask herself - if he wanted her life, would she give it willingly?
The clear lotus fragrance suddenly became stronger, and He Shutong certainly had his own answer.

"Go get the sword."

……

When the two swords collided for the first time, You Su finally understood what the Mandarin Duck Sword was and why it was named Mandarin Duck.

He Shutong's sword energy was like a cold pond under the moon. The moment he got closer, it caused thousands of ripples. However, when the swords crossed, they turned into lingering threads, leading his sword intent into the deeper part of the pond.

"Lift your wrist another three inches." He Shutong suddenly grasped the hilt of the sword against his back, and the frosty shawl swept across his neck. "This move, 'Bimu Lianzhi', requires the vital point to support it. If you shrink back..."

The warm breath brushed past his ears, and You Su almost lost his grip on the hilt of the sword. He could smell the fragrance of the person he was dreaming about, and he could clearly feel the plump touch of his master's wife through the veil, like throwing a fire wrapped in ice and snow into his heart. Only then did he understand why there was a word called "warm snow" in the world.

He Shutong looked at the boy's red ears and felt shy.

She knew it would turn out like this...

The young man danced with her with the Mandarin Duck Sword, but there was no leisurely pace when he danced alone. But if they couldn't even perform the sword technique together, how could they add the fusion of their sword intent?
The Mandarin Duck Sword is also known as the Taoist Couple Sword. The practice between Taoist couples is naturally intimate. The difference from single-player swordsmanship is the interaction between the two swords. The affection is hidden in the swordplay. Even if two people without any affection are proficient in the Mandarin Duck Sword, it is impossible for them to practice together. Therefore, it is most suitable for Taoist couples to practice.

Although she and You Su could not be called Taoist couples,... there was always a teacher-student relationship between them. They fully trusted each other. In addition, both of them were well versed in swordsmanship, so it was impossible for them to use the Mandarin Duck Sword with so many loopholes.

But He Shutong also knew that this was exactly where the problem lay.

If they were really a Taoist partner, You Su would not be so uneasy because of the sweet interactions with Ling Ruo and Wang Shu. Instead, it was precisely because she was not You Su's Taoist partner, but also her master's wife whom he secretly coveted...that the young man became so angry and overly excited because of this excessive closeness that he could not keep up with her rhythm.

The more He Shutong thought about it, the more embarrassed and annoyed he felt. He had clearly agreed to dance with him, but he was only concerned with feeling things that had nothing to do with swordsmanship...

She suddenly felt some resentment in her heart, and she deliberately spun around with You Su as her wide sleeves fluttered. Her black hair and black hair were intertwined in the sword energy, like ink spread on rice paper.

When the sword move was moving towards 'I Only Envy the Mandarin Ducks', the tip of her sword "accidentally" brushed against the jade belt at his waist. She was satisfied to see that the young man's sword moves were completely messed up for a moment.

"concentrate."

She stepped back half a step and scolded softly, hiding her shame and guilt very well, acting like a strict teacher.

You Su hurriedly grabbed the loose waistband of his pants and tied it up again with a red face. However, the way he slightly bent over still revealed that he was about to take out the second sword.

He Shutong's sword was so exquisite that the ashamed boy must have thought it was just his careless positioning, not knowing that the tip of the woman's sword was also half an inch away.

"If you can't concentrate, then calm down and try again." He Shutong looked at the young man seriously.

You Su looked at the woman's snow-white skirt blown by the cold wind, and suddenly he had an idea to make a sword flower.

"Master, please don't blame me. It is because I failed to concentrate and failed your kindness."

You Su was sincere and was about to apologize. However, the fairy knew that she had contributed to the young man's complete embarrassment, so she hurried to support him. Otherwise, the young man would have been only half a beat slower in drawing his sword, and his belt would not have been torn open.

He Shutong walked forward and gently placed his hand on the top of You Su's hair and rubbed it. This was already a common act of pampering for the two people in the dream, but He Shutong just remembered that he had never done this to him since he guessed that You Su was the real deity:

"Silly child, it's not as serious as you say. I'll let you have a good rest. It won't be too late to practice again when you are refreshed. Master's wife is always here and will not leave."

Her tone was gentle, without any blame, and she just hinted that the boy should calm down and try again.

But You Su took half a step back, which made He Shutong, who was enjoying his disciple's obedience, inexplicably feel the emptiness in his hands spread to his heart.

"Master's wife, I am now fully refreshed and alert." The young man bowed and said confidently.

He Shutong was stunned at first, then felt a little embarrassed.

She felt that she had ignored the shame in her heart and only wanted to help him comprehend the sword intent, but the young man did not keep his word and was distracted by other things. She did not even take the opportunity to terminate the joint training, but just asked him to think it over before trying again. However, he did not listen to the advice and only wanted to be intimate with her.

This made the fairy feel sad. She knew that the boy coveted her, but she agreed to practice with him under this premise because she felt that the boy needed her help. The little contact that crossed the line was just some helpless and natural gifts.

But the boy's behavior at this time was not even putting the cart before the horse, but was truly losing sight of the main point. Could it be that he had no intention of participating in the sword at all, and just wanted the elder he coveted to endure the shyness and pretend to be his Taoist partner?
"How can someone be groggy one moment and then say he is alert the next? At least you should go wash your face."

For the first time, He Shutong was a little disappointed with the boy, but she couldn't say anything harsh to him after all. She still patiently advised him and was willing to give him a chance to correct his mistakes.

"Master, I am serious." You Su suddenly raised the sword to his chest, "I was distracted because I was influenced by Master's swordsmanship when I was practicing with Master just now. Suddenly, I felt that the new insights I had gained had new buds, so I was thinking too much and couldn't keep up with Master's swordsmanship. Master, please believe me, my mind is clear now, and I will definitely not be distracted!"

The young man spoke every word with confidence, but He Shutong's beautiful eyes were stunned and she felt ashamed.

Only then did she realize that she had misunderstood the boy.

He was not at all focused on the excitement brought about by the cross-border interaction between the two of them, but was thinking about the deeper meaning of the sword.

And was infected by Master's Wife's sword heart...

He Shutong only felt that this sentence was so ironic, like a mirror reflecting her coldness.

She thought about the rehearsal just now. Although the boy was half a beat slow due to distraction, the effect was not good. Doesn't she have any responsibility at all?

She didn't dare to get closer, didn't dare to get closer, didn't dare to let him smell her scent...

It was obviously not him who was concerned about these intimate contacts, but myself...

(End of this chapter)