Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

Xue Xiaoqi grabbed Xie Xiaoyi's wrist and led the way with light steps.

Several disciples of the Demonic Sect, knowing their young master's temperament, simply followed behind, wary of everything around them.

Wangchao Town is neither too big nor too small. After turning through two bluestone alleys, you'll find an inn called "Nongchaoju" where several fishermen are drinking and eating peanuts under the eaves.

Xie Xiaoyi pursed his lips—

Nongchao Residence?

That's a really cool name!

To put it elegantly, it's about riding the waves; to put it bluntly... well, it's about going in that direction.

No wonder those fishermen were flushed from drinking; they were here to "ride the tide."

"This is it." Xue Xiaoqi released her grip, tidied her stray hairs, and added, "Don't say anything inside. My mother... she's very easygoing."

Xie Xiaoyi nodded and followed her as she lifted the curtain and entered the inn.

Along the way, the door to the innermost private room of the inn was ajar. Xue Xiaoqi stopped and knocked twice.

"mother!"

"Little Seven! Come in!"

Xue Xiaoqi led Xie Xiaoyi into the house. Xie Xiaoyi glanced up and thought to himself:

"She's really beautiful! It turns out Xue Xiaoqi's looks come from her mother!"

He claimed to have seen many beauties, including the Murong sisters, Yun Qianxun, Fu Yaoqin, Ouyang Qing, and Ning Yangzi.

Each had its own unique charm, but they all paled in comparison to the woman in red before them.

If the second most beautiful woman in the world is this gorgeous, what kind of celestial being would the most beautiful woman in the world look like?

Seeing him staring intently at her, Xue Xiaoqi nudged him in the chest with her elbow: "What are you staring at? That's my mom!"

Xie Xiaoyi was jolted back to reality, and suddenly realized, "I wasn't stunned, it's just... your mother is so beautiful."

He stepped forward and bowed respectfully, saying, "Junior Xie Mo greets Senior Yue Xiaoshen."

Yue Xiaoshen sized up Xie Xiaoyi for a moment, then stood up and teased with a smile: "So you are Xie Mo."

My little Qi kept praising you to me, making you sound like the best thing ever.

Upon hearing this, Xue Xiaoqi's face instantly turned bright red, and she retorted playfully, "Mother! What nonsense are you talking about? Who keeps praising him? I was just mentioning it casually!"

"Just a casual remark?" Yue Xiaoshen raised an eyebrow, a mischievous smile playing in her eyes.

"Yes, yes, yes! I don't remember you praising him at all. I've never heard you say that he's young, handsome, or has strong sword intent."

"Mother... that's enough!"

Yue Xiao was startled. Seeing her daughter's expression, she quickly turned her back and secretly stuck out her tongue.

As he turned around, half of the book hidden behind him was revealed, and the three characters "Jin Ping Mei" on the cover were clearly visible.

Xie Xiaoyi was shocked, never expecting that his book would reach the headquarters of the Demonic Sect.

Mustering his courage, he asked, "So, you also enjoy reading this book, senior?"

Upon hearing this, Yue Xiaoshen suddenly turned around and hurriedly hid the book behind her back.

"Hehe! I just browse through it occasionally when I have nothing else to do!"

Xue Xiaoqi's gaze swept over the book, then looked at Xie Xiaoyi, as if she had thought of something.

"Xie Mo, the author of this book is 'Used Millstone and Discarded Donkey.' I remember you used a sword technique before that was also called 'Used Millstone and Discarded Donkey.' This book... could it be that you wrote it?"

Xie Xiaoyi nodded awkwardly.

Yue Xiaoshen suddenly looked up and stared at him, her eyes filled with disbelief. Most of the embarrassment from before had dissipated, leaving only genuine astonishment.

Xue Xiaoqi ignored her mother's reaction and continued, her tone filled with genuine admiration:

"I've read this book too. It vividly depicts human relationships and the tender feelings between men and women. It's really good!"

Writing such a book, full of romantic sentiments and profound insights into human nature, seems out of place for someone your age.

Xie Xiaoyi gave a sly smile: "You flatter me. It's just an abridged version. I didn't dare to write the full version for fear of breaking the law."

Xue Xiaoqi was stunned: "You...you actually have the complete version?"

Xie Xiaoyi nodded: "The full version is too explicit; it doesn't conceal any of the romantic affairs it describes."

"If I were to actually write it down, I feared it would offend the imperial court, so I simply kept it under wraps and didn't put pen to paper."

Upon hearing this, Yue Xiaoshen's eyes widened in shock. Forgetting all about being the leader of some demonic sect, he reached out and grabbed Xie Xiaoyi's arm.

"There's even a complete version? Well, you'll have to tell me what it contains!"

Xie Xiaoyi stopped grinning and spoke in a tone that was half serious and half joking:

"Senior, I can tell you the whole story without worry, but it's too explicit and might damage your reputation. I'm also afraid that Xiao Qi will blame me for corrupting her mother."

Yue Xiaoshen immediately glared at him, poked his forehead with her fingertip, and abandoned all her sect leader airs, hurriedly saying:

"Stop talking nonsense! What's a reputation worth? I'll take responsibility for Xiao Qi's side, just tell me!"

Xue Xiaoqi's face instantly turned red, and she stomped her feet, shouting, "Mom! Can't you have any shame?!"

Yue Xiao glanced back at her, raised an eyebrow, and retorted:

"How dare you say that to me? You hid this book under your pillow and read it several times, do you think I didn't know?"

Xue Xiaoqi was instantly speechless, her face turning bright red to her ears. Clutching her clothes, she couldn't utter a word for a long time, then glared fiercely at Xie Xiaoyi:

"You shameless scoundrel, it's all your fault!"

Xie Xiaoyi shrugged, looking helpless.

Really!

He blamed the crooked table for his slanted eyes.

It's your mom who likes to watch it; I didn't force her to.

He gave an awkward smile: "Okay, fine! I'll write it out for you to enjoy when I have time."

Seeing this, Yue Xiaoshen patted his shoulder, her tone crisp and decisive:

"Alright, after I ask Xie Lingyun about the sword tomorrow, you'll come back to the Western Sect with us."

Then write down the complete content for me, and you'll definitely get your share of the benefits—I guarantee you'll be satisfied!

Xie Xiaoyi was stunned, thinking to himself—

Impatient!

Xue Xiaoqi's mother is quite a character, she loves listening to such romantic stories.

No wonder Qi Ye Jun lost to Cui Ju Qing in the martial arts competition back then; it must be because he had such a beautiful and charming wife.

She must have been exhausted from spending too much time in her boudoir, which is why she fell into Xi Kunlun's hands.

......

Xie Xiaoyi agreed to the matter and stayed at Nongchao's place that night. The disciples of the Demonic Sect guarded the inn, so it was quiet and undisturbed.

The night was very quiet, and he was lazily resting in the house when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Could it be a waiter?

Xie Xiaoyi was too lazy to get up, so he dawdled over and opened the door. To his surprise, Yue Xiaoshen was standing right outside.

"S-senpai, what brings you here all of a sudden?"

Yue Xiaoshen didn't answer, but stepped into the house, closed the door behind her, and said with a smile:

"There's something in that book, *Jin Ping Mei*, that I don't understand, and it's really bothering me. I've come to ask you about it."

Xie Xiaoyi thought to himself: If Xue Xiaoqi finds out that I had a secret rendezvous with her mother, will the Great Search God slap me so hard I lose my bearings?

He was instantly so embarrassed that his scalp tingled, and he quickly stepped aside to let her sit down, saying, "Please sit down, senior. Ask me what you need to ask."

Yue Xiaoshen didn't stand on ceremony and sat down directly. When she looked up, her eyelashes fluttered slightly, her eyes were bright and clear, and her brows and eyes had a natural gentle charm, yet there was not a trace of awkwardness:

"I want to ask you, what exactly do Pan, Lu, Deng, Xiao, and Xian mean in the novel *Jin Ping Mei*?"