The Great Martial Saint!

Chapter 856 A Cold and Aloof Girl, A Fairy Descending to Earth (Seeking Monthly Tickets~)

Chen Ping'an really didn't expect that Ji Qingyu would break through his defenses so easily.

Is it really that hard to resist my niece's words?!
"Uncle" was the first thing she mentioned!
Chen Ping'an smiled faintly.

But it's good that the defenses were breached; at least one thing was finally resolved.

just
Is it really true?

Looking at the girl in front of him, Chen Ping'an was somewhat unsure.

In the back garden of the mansion, there is a clear pond with flowing water and a pleasant fragrance.

Chen Ping'an and the girl sat facing each other, with spiritual tea and rare fruits on the table.

"Miss Xiyue, is there something you need from Fairy Qingcheng this time?"

Chen Ping'an poured a cup of spiritual tea for the girl in front of him and gently placed it in front of her.

The girl had a cool and aloof expression, her figure was like the spine of a sword, and her skirt fell down, revealing a layer of moon white.

"Is this how you usually interact with women, son-in-law?"

Chen Ping'an's eyelids twitched slightly, but his expression remained calm. He smiled faintly, picked up his teacup, and took a small sip.

"It was just a coincidence. I never expected that Miss Xiyue would run into me like this. Please excuse my poor appearance."

“It is not my place to interfere in the private affairs of my son-in-law. However, my son-in-law and Miss are engaged. Even if my son-in-law is interested, he should keep his private affairs and affections discreet for Miss’s sake. Even if he does not avoid being seen, he should not make a big fuss about it.”

"A storm brewing throughout the city?"

Chen Ping'an was somewhat puzzled.

He has been in seclusion recently and doesn't know much about what's happening in the outside world.

Xi Yue didn't say it explicitly, but it seemed to be implying something.

and also
What does it mean to not avoid being seen?
This makes it seem like he really has something going on. That Princess Bicang is completely a misunderstanding.

Despite his changing emotions, Chen Ping'an maintained his smile and spoke gently.

“What Miss Xiyue says is true, and I will certainly keep it in mind. However, these rumors are numerous and confusing, and most of them are fabricated by others and may not be true. I hope Miss Xiyue can see through them.”

Although he didn't know the details, judging from Xi Yue's tone, it was clearly not a good thing. He felt he should explain things to avoid any misunderstandings.

Yes, he's not really afraid.

Confirming face.

It's true that the innocent will remain innocent. But if someone throws mud at you, no matter how calm and collected you are, they'll make sure you can't clear your name no matter what.

However, to be honest, he didn't really know the specifics of what it was.
Is it the golden house hidden away by the Northern Azure Dragon, or the Hundred Flowers Banquet of the Azure Dragon, or perhaps the most beautiful woman in the Thunderous Abyss?
Or is it...?
Thinking about that possibility, Chen Ping'an couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

He glanced at the girl in front of him. Xi Yue was very beautiful today, still as charming and cute as ever, especially with that gold hair ribbon.

Ah!
nice!

"Xiyue dared not inquire about her son-in-law's affairs, let alone offer any insightful advice."

The young master is exceptionally talented, renowned throughout the land, and a prodigy on the Hidden Dragon List. Now, he holds a prominent position, and it's common for women to admire him. However, for him to act so intimately with another woman in front of Xi Yue, flirting and teasing her, is undeniably extremely rude.

The girl was aloof and cold, her tone carrying a hint of the chilling aura of the moon.

But for some reason, Chen Ping'an sensed a hint of jealousy in his voice.

Ok?
Upon discovering this, Chen Ping'an couldn't help but become somewhat interested.

He looked at the girl before him, then downed the tea in one gulp. The delicate mist of the tea seeped into his heart and soul, carrying a refreshing coolness that brought him comfort.

"Xi Yue, did you prepare any gifts for your son-in-law this time?" Chen Ping'an put down his teacup, his posture as upright as a pine tree, and looked intently at the girl in front of him.

The young woman in front of him had said that it was fine for the young master, being a prodigy, to have a reputation for being somewhat of a playboy. However, his ambiguous relationships with too many women, without any attempt to conceal them from the young lady, were indeed somewhat inappropriate.

The girl's expression was aloof, like a fairy from the moon. Hearing Chen Ping'an speak, she gently raised her head, her eyes cold and clear. But when she heard the question, "Have you prepared any gifts for your son-in-law?" a hint of panic inevitably flashed in her eyes.

Although it quickly dissipated and was covered by the cold air, Chen Ping'an undoubtedly saw this scene.

Almost simultaneously, Chen Ping'an's aura surged, and he looked at the girl in front of him without any hesitation, his gaze intense and filled with a strong sense of aggression.

"Young Master!" The young woman put on a stern face and tried to project an air of authority, but her slightly unnatural expression betrayed her.

Clearly, that mention of a gift had stirred up some memories in the girl, reminding her of that somewhat ambiguous scene in the Gu family's backyard.

"What? You weren't prepared?" Chen Ping'an stood up, his face stern, and looked at the girl in front of him.

"No, no." The girl's expression became increasingly unnatural.

"So what are you going to do?" Chen Ping'an took a step closer.

Seeing Chen Ping'an standing so close to her, the girl's momentum immediately weakened.

She instinctively tried to avoid it, but Chen Ping'an grabbed her.

To say he grabbed her wouldn't be quite right; it was more like Chen Ping'an reached out and grasped her fair, white wrist.

"Young master, what are you doing?" The girl's face showed obvious panic.

"Nothing much? Just checking to see if you've prepared a gift yet?" Chen Ping'an replied casually, while actually observing the other person's expression.

"Young master, let go!" Feeling the heat on her wrist, a blush appeared on the girl's face. Her words, which were usually full of force, seemed somewhat powerless under her shy expression, and even had a hint of excitement in her coy refusal.

"I won't let go," Chen Ping'an said with a faint smile.

"You let go!"

The girl struggled, but her struggle was clearly ineffective against Chen Ping'an.

"If you don't let go, I'll tell the young lady!"

"Oh?" Chen Ping'an sized up the girl, looking at her flushed cheeks, and found it rather amusing: "It's not impossible for me to let go. But you have to promise me one thing."

"What is it?" The girl looked at Chen Ping'an warily.

Chen Ping'an looked the girl up and down with great interest, making her heart flutter like a deer.

Finally, under the girl's ashamed and indignant gaze, Chen Ping'an stated his conditions.

"Let me see what you look like with your hair down."

As soon as Chen Ping'an finished speaking, the girl's clear eyes snapped open, and then she began to struggle fiercely.

Her hair was disheveled!?
Absolutely impossible!

A woman's hair is loose unless that's her natural hairstyle.

Otherwise, making a woman remove her hair ornaments and let her hair down would be no less than making her strip down to her underwear.

Because, normally, such things, whether it be intimate clothing or a woman's disheveled hair, can only be seen on the boudoir and in very few other situations.

In these situations, generally speaking, only the husband has this privilege for women of the opposite sex.

For women from aristocratic families, especially those raised in seclusion, such a request was no less than a suggestive remark about undressing.

Her hair was loose!

This is blatant flirting!
Such a request was naturally impossible for the girl to fulfill.

"Let your hair down, and I'll let go. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

Chen Ping'an spoke with great persuasiveness.

He scrutinized the woman's features, seemingly discerning something from her description.

The girl blushed, filled with shame and indignation, and struggled fiercely.

Unfortunately, all of her efforts were in vain in front of Chen Ping'an.

"Young master, you are shameless!" The young woman looked at Chen Ping'an with shame and anger, her bright eyes filled with resentment and rage.

"It's because you didn't prepare any gifts. It's not shameless for the son-in-law to make a request."

"You!" the girl exclaimed angrily.

"If you do this, Miss will be angry!"

"You can just keep it from her," Chen Ping'an said calmly, looking at the girl's expression.

"You, you, you!" The girl was filled with shame and indignation. She grabbed Chen Ping'an's arm and bit down on it.

Chen Ping'an's expression remained unchanged, and the next moment, the girl cried out in pain.

"oops."

The girl had pearly white teeth, but her face showed pain.

"Don't waste your energy. If you agree to the son-in-law's conditions, he will naturally release you," Chen Ping'an said calmly.

His physique is robust and his blood and energy are vigorous; even without any extraordinary abilities, he is not someone that ordinary people can touch.

In fact, if he hadn't exercised restraint, the situation wouldn't be so simple. However...
Chen Ping'an's eyes were calm as he looked at the girl in front of him, his thoughts shifting.

Isn't this a bit too real?

"You're shameless!"

"I already said that!"

"You scoundrel!"

"Let your hair down!"

"impossible."

"."

The girl was cornered by Chen Ping'an, with the courtyard wall behind her and a craggy rockery beside her.

A clear pond lies nearby, and the bright moon hangs high in the sky.

The girl's chest heaved as she glared fiercely at Chen Ping'an.

That's more like it.

Chen Ping'an's smile remained unchanged, and his words were gentle.

"Sweetie, let your son-in-law see it. Consider it a gift from you to him."

"You lecherous scoundrel!" The girl gritted her teeth, feeling extremely embarrassed and annoyed.

"What scoundrel? I'm your son-in-law."

"You lecherous scoundrel, you lecherous scoundrel, you lecherous scoundrel!"

"Alright, alright! Is this how you want to play? Then don't blame your son-in-law." Chen Ping'an chuckled and extended his hand.

"No!" the girl exclaimed.

"Then let your hair down." Chen Ping'an stopped his outstretched hand.

"Don't even think about it!"

"Then," Chen Ping'an chuckled, "it's no wonder you're blaming your son-in-law."

The bright moon hangs high, the moon palace is cold and serene, and the Guanghan (the Moon Goddess) descends to earth, seemingly tasting the flavors of human life.

There was resentment, shame, anger, and also...
A feeling that's hard to describe.

A completely new feeling I've never experienced before.

"That's more like it."

Looking at the girl with her hair down, who was cornered against the wall, Chen Ping'an released his grip on her.

"Is that enough?" The girl gritted her teeth, her face showing resentment.

The girl with her hair down had a different feel to her; compared to her usual cuteness, she seemed to have gained a different kind of charm.

Especially now, it has a rosy and plump appearance.

The previous chill has long since vanished, disappearing without a trace.

"That's fine," Chen Pingan said softly. "If you don't mind, you can give this to me."

Chen Pingan gently raised the hair ribbon in his hand. Night had fallen, and under the bright moon hanging high, the gold hair ribbon had a golden luster different from that of the daytime.

Like peeling away the outer shell to reveal a different interior.

"I mind!" the girl said fiercely.

"Hmm?" Chen Ping'an glanced at him: "Do you still want to be punished by your son-in-law?"

When the topic of punishment came up, the girl blushed and couldn't speak for a long time.

Looking at the girl in front of him with her flushed cheeks and loose black hair, Chen Ping'an chuckled softly and stroked the gold hair ribbon with utmost naturalness. For a moment, he seemed to feel a slight ripple in his soul.

It was extremely obscure, as if it had never appeared at all.

"Never mind, here you go." Chen Ping'an reached out and returned the hairband to the girl.

Upon hearing this, the girl raised her head, her black hair swaying gently, releasing a delicate fragrance.

The girl's body fragrance was extremely unique; Chen Ping'an seemed to have never smelled it before.

"I will definitely tell Miss." The girl gritted her teeth and took the gold hair ribbon with a fierce look.

"Anyway, you'll be my concubine in the future, so tonight is just taking some interest in advance," Chen Ping'an said without batting an eye.

The girl glared at him with shame and indignation, then ignored him.

Xuanling Mountain, as a blessed land within Xuanling City, naturally boasts a serene and elegant landscape.

Inside the mansion, with its artificial hills, flowing water, clear ponds, and pavilions, the experience of enjoying tea and admiring the moon as night falls is truly unique.

Until the girl finished combing her hair and tying it with a gold ribbon, the two did not exchange a single word.

The courtyard was completely silent, as if isolated from the noise, with only the clear moonlight shining on the two people, casting two shadows of neither too long nor too short.

The bright moon hangs high, just as it always has.

The moonlight shone on the lake, making it sparkle and sparkle.

It seems like it's been a long time since I've enjoyed moon-gazing like this.

The most recent instance was at Yingyue Lake in the Gu family's home.

That day.
Chen Pingan stared intently at the girl in front of him, his thoughts wandering as he recalled the past.

The girl tied her golden hair ribbon and stood quietly beside Chen Ping'an, looking up at the bright moon in the sky.

Chen Ping'an didn't speak either, feeling the warmth of the girl beside him and quietly sensing the passage of time.

"Don't you want to stay a little longer?" Chen Ping'an looked at the girl in front of him with a complicated expression. "The journey back to Canglong from here is long. If I'm not mistaken, I should also go back to Canglong in a few days. It would be good to travel together and look after each other."

"I'm not staying." Faced with Chen Ping'an's attempt to persuade her to stay, the girl shook her head: "The young master is a big pervert! It's too dangerous for him to stay here!"

A slight blush appeared on the girl's face, as if she had thought of something.

"You know that, yet you still dare to say that!" Chen Ping'an feigned anger, gesturing wildly with his claws.

The girl looked slightly flustered and dodged the playful fight for a while.

Then she reached out and handed over a letter.

"This is from Miss!" The girl's bright eyes sparkled, and her wrists were as white as jade.

"Okay, I'm leaving."

The girl waved her hand, and in the moonlight, her bright eyes sparkled.

Chen Ping'an remained silent, then raised his hand.

The girl turned around, and as her skirt swayed, a faint fragrance wafted through the air.

Chen Pingan watched quietly.

Upon reaching the moon gate in the courtyard, the girl suddenly turned around, revealing a bright and radiant face.

"When I see Miss, I will definitely tell her all about this."

"Okay," Chen Pingan replied with a smile.

The girl gave a soft snort and turned around.

Her skirts fluttered in the wind, like a fairy descending from the moon.

The girl left. Before she left, Chen Ping'an saw the last glimpse of her eyes, her bright and sparkling gaze.

The courtyard returned to silence, and everything seemed no different from when they arrived.

She left quietly, without taking anything with her.

Chen Ping'an looked up at the bright moon in the sky and gazed at it for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, he slowly lowered his head and looked in the direction the girl had left.

"Could it be..."
Was I really wrong?

With a sigh, he opened the letter in his hand. The letter was golden and had a delicate fragrance.

then
Chen Ping'an was stunned, his face showing disbelief.

"What is this, a fairy of unparalleled beauty?"

Under the moonlight, Chen Ping stood quietly for a long time, his myriad thoughts finally turning into a silent sigh.

(End of this chapter)