The Demon Sect assigned ladies, and I drew the Righteous Fairy

Chapter 41: Fake Love, Still Sweet

The next day.

Qin Xueyan still got up early, made breakfast, and then went out to buy groceries, like an ordinary virtuous wife.

After Fang Yang finished his breakfast and washed the dishes, he took out his spiritual marrow and began to practice.

Luo Zheng did not dare to come to Wuni Lane to kill people openly during the day, so Fang Yang could practice the Black Jade Skill with peace of mind during the day.

An hour later, Fang Yang absorbed most of the spiritual marrow, and Qin Xueyan came back with a basket of vegetables.

She did not disturb Fang Yang and went straight into the kitchen, skillfully picking and washing vegetables, cutting meat and boiling water.

Qin Xueyan, who had never been into the kitchen in Qingtang Sword Sect, is now able to handle food very skillfully.

But she could never master the final step of cooking, so the dishes she made were always a little lackluster.

Qin Xueyan was also helpless. She had tried her best. Perhaps her talent was in cultivation, and it was difficult for her to be good at other things.

Qin Xueyan turned her head and looked towards the bedroom. This little thief had a good talent for cultivation and his cooking was so delicious. He was really hateful.

snort!
I don't know why I got angry. At noon, I brought the prepared food to the outer room, slammed it on the table, and shouted towards the bedroom in a bad mood:
"Have a meal!"

"coming!"

Fang Yang agreed immediately, walked out quickly, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, my lady!"

Qin Xueyan glared at him and buried her head in eating.

Since when, Qin Xueyan stopped pretending to be gentle in front of Fang Yang and gradually returned to her original self.

Qin Xueyan picked up a piece of tofu and frowned when she took a bite. Ah, it's too salty again.

"It's so fragrant!"

Fang Yang, however, was delighted and praised repeatedly.

Humph, you lied to me again!
"Husband, please eat more." Qin Xueyan picked up several pieces of tofu and put them in Fang Yang's bowl.

It’s so salty!
"My lady is so considerate!"

Fang Yang happily ate several pieces of tofu and ate half a bowl of rice, and he could actually laugh:

"The food my wife cooks is rare in the world!"

Qin Xueyan concentrated on eating and ignored him.

This little thief has a smooth tongue. Don't be fooled by him.

After they finished their meal, Fang Yang was about to wash the dishes, but Qin Xueyan stopped him:
"Concentrate on your practice!"

After saying that, she cleaned up the dishes and went into the kitchen. Fang Yang suddenly bowed to her:

"My lady, I will repay you with my whole life!"

Qin Xueyan looked at him in a daze. She didn't expect that this little thief would show such a great courtesy to her. His sincere expression and clear eyes all revealed gratitude and affection.

Qin Xueyan's heartbeat quickened, and she turned her head away, "You, you should go practice!"

"it is good."

Fang Yang agreed with a smile, then turned and went into the bedroom.

Qin Xueyan was washing dishes silently in the kitchen, but the scene kept replaying in her mind.

"Thank you for your hard work, my lady."

"The food my wife cooks is rare in the world!"

"My lady, I will repay you with my whole life!"

Qin Xueyan's mouth corners couldn't help but rise slightly.

In Qingtang Sword Sect, everyone respectfully called her Senior Sister. Even those who admired her did not dare to act unruly in front of her and spoke in a polite manner.

Has anyone ever spoken frankly?

Qin Xueyan knew that those words were mostly false, but she couldn't help but recall them over and over again.

It’s like a child who knows that eating too much sugar will cause cavities, but still can’t resist the temptation.

Because candy is really sweet.

No, I must teach this little thief a lesson tonight and let him know that I can’t be fooled by a few sweet words!
Damn, it’s too salty!

In the bedroom, Fang Yang took a big gulp of water and shook his head helplessly.

The dishes cooked by this fairy are indeed the most unpalatable in the world.

As for the last sentence "I will repay you with my whole life", isn't this kind of words quite common in ancient costume dramas?
Fang Yang just used it casually because he found that the fairy seemed to like hearing such words.

You see, by just talking, you don’t lose anything and can make others happy. It’s a win-win situation, how great!

Fang Yang gathered his mind, took out a piece of spiritual essence, and placed his palm on it.
At night.

The two men continued to stand in the middle of the room, one holding a stick and the other holding a sword.

"Madam, please give me some advice."

Fang Yang cupped his hands, and Qin Xueyan said calmly:

"and many more."

Fang Yang was startled, "What are you waiting for?"

Qin Xueyan remained silent, and he didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he could only wait.

The two stood quietly, looking at each other without saying a word.

Qin Xueyan looked calm, and Fang Yang suddenly understood what she was waiting for.

I was slightly touched. Although she and I were using each other, she really put her heart into helping me practice.

boom!
There was a familiar dull thumping sound outside the door.

Although Fang Yang had expected this, his heart still suddenly tightened.

It's like playing an escape room game. You know a disheveled female ghost will pop out of the cabinet in front of you, but you will still be scared.

After all, Fang Yang had never fought a life-and-death battle with anyone, and facing an enemy full of murderous intent, he couldn't help feeling nervous and frightened.

Qin Xueyan moved suddenly, and the fire stick in her hand drew a strange arc and instantly reached Fang Yang's head.

Fang Yang raised his sword to block.

boom!
Another crashing sound was heard, Fang Yang paused, and the fire poker hit him on the head.

"Fuck!"

Fang Yang cried out in pain, but Qin Xueyan continued to attack him without mercy.

Fang Yang tried his best to resist. The sound of Luo Zheng banging on the door outside could be heard from time to time. Today he seemed to have used some magic weapon. The door was no longer motionless. Every time it was hit, it would tremble slightly.

Fang Yang suddenly became uneasy and was hit repeatedly by Qin Xueyan.

"In a life-and-death battle, what matters is not cultivation, magical instruments, or methods, but the heart of the Tao."

"If your heart is not strong, even if your cultivation and skills are better than your opponent, it will be difficult for you to exert your full strength. Watch the stick!"

boom!
Snapped!
The door was hit again and Fang Yang was hit again.

Fang Yang was out of breath a little, but he also understood Qin Xueyan's intention.

She had just waited for Luo Zheng to knock on the door intentionally, just to train her own will.

Stress training is not uncommon. In the modern world, who among the adults doesn't have to survive under pressure?
Fang Yang tried hard to ignore the constant banging sounds, and gradually, only Qin Xueyan and the fire stick remained in his eyes.

Finally, Fang Yang was no longer passively taking the beatings. He could occasionally fight back a few times and even used the shameless tactics from last night.

He intentionally attacked the fairy's private parts to make her angry, but the fairy was exceptionally calm tonight. No matter what despicable tricks Fang Yang used, she remained unmoved.

An hour later.

The banging sound outside the door stopped, and Luo Zheng found that the magic weapon he brought today could not break open Fang Yang's door, so he finally left.

"We'll continue tomorrow."

Qin Xueyan said lightly, turned and walked into the kitchen to take a shower.

For the next half month, Fang Yang practiced during the day and sparred with Qin Xueyan at night.

Luo Zheng still came every night, sometimes bringing magic tools, sometimes bringing talisman paper, and the Iron Guard Talisman gradually loosened.

Everyone inside and outside the house knew that the day when the door would be broken was getting closer.

The thirtieth day of Fang Yang’s retreat.

The sun sets outside the window, the golden light shines brightly for a moment, and finally disappears into the sky.

Fang Yang opened his eyes and took out all the remaining thirty-two pieces of spiritual essence.

He had already reached the peak of the third level of Qi training and once again saw the "Dao Gate" that blocked his progress.

(End of this chapter)