Transmigrating into the world of Jade Dynasty, I was targeted by the female lead in a reverse romanc

The days passed by at a leisurely pace. Every few days, Xiaobai would still go down the mountain to visit her "Wangchenxuan" teahouse in Heyang City, and bring back a few jars of good wine. Sometimes she would also bring back some novel snacks or trinkets for the children.

Yunzhou and Yueyao were mostly taken to Dazhu Peak by Su Ru. With Tian Ling'er by their side and Xiao Hui and Da Huang as companions, they had a great time and were often brought back only when the sun was setting.

That afternoon, Xiao Bai carried an empty wine jar down the mountain again, saying that the teahouse had just received a batch of spring tea from Jiangnan and he wanted to try it and also settle the accounts. Su Ru came early in the morning to pick up the two children, saying that the bamboo shoots on the back mountain of Dazhu Peak were very tender and she wanted to take the children to dig bamboo shoots. Dinner was served at Dazhu Peak.

Inside the bamboo hut, only Jiang Xiaochuan and Lu Xueqi remained, along with the two special "guests" in his mind.

The warm sunlight streamed in through the paper windows, and the room was so quiet that you could hear the faint rustling of dust motes floating in the beams of light. Jiang Xiaochuan picked up a book and reclined on his chair, flipping through it idly. Lu Xueqi sat by the low table by the window, holding a jade slip in her hand, seemingly pondering something.

Peaceful and serene times, this is generally how it is.

But this peaceful moment didn't last long. Lu Xueqi suddenly put down the jade slip and looked up at Jiang Xiaochuan.

Jiang Xiaochuan was engrossed in something interesting and didn't notice.

"Husband," Lu Xueqi called out.

"Hmm?" Jiang Xiaochuan looked up from behind the book.

"It's still early." Lu Xueqi stood up, walked up to him, and looked down at him.

"Ah, it's still early." Jiang Xiaochuan looked at the sun high in the sky outside the window, puzzled.

Lu Xueqi bent down and reached out her hand. Jiang Xiaochuan subconsciously offered his hand, which she grasped. Her hand was slightly cool, but her strength was considerable. With a gentle pull, she lifted him up from the recliner.

"Let's go." Lu Xueqi said succinctly, leading him towards the bedroom.

"Where are we going? What are we doing?" Jiang Xiaochuan stumbled as she pulled him, and the book in his hand almost fell to the ground.

"Cultivation." Lu Xueqi pushed open the bedroom door, pulled him inside, closed the door behind her, and even locked it.

"Cultivation?" Jiang Xiaochuan looked at the closed door, then at Lu Xueqi's calm yet subtly bright eyes, and a sense of foreboding rose in his heart.

"Cultivating in the bedroom? What kind of cultivation? Meditation? But it's daytime..."

"Cultivation." Lu Xueqi uttered two words and began to unbutton her outer robe.

Jiang Xiaochuan: "...?!"

"Wait, wait, wait!"

Jiang Xiaochuan retreated repeatedly, his back pressed against the door, and his face began to burn again.

"Cultivation? This... this is broad daylight... isn't this a bit inappropriate? Besides, shouldn't cultivation... involve sitting cross-legged, circulating qi, and harmonizing yin and yang?"

He attempted to resolve the current crisis through "academic discussion".

Lu Xueqi had already taken off her outer garment and casually draped it over the back of the chair, revealing a plain white inner garment with clean and neat lines.

She walked towards him, her steps neither hurried nor slow, yet carrying a certain undeniable sense of pressure.

"Harmony of Yin and Yang doesn't necessarily require sitting; standing is also fine."

She stopped in front of Jiang Xiaochuan, leaned slightly forward, her breath brushing against his burning earlobe, and said softly, "Have you perhaps forgotten what 'Yin and Yang' are?"

Jiang Xiaochuan swallowed hard, forcing himself to remain calm: "Then... then who is Yin, and who is Yang?"

Lu Xueqi reached out and gently lifted his chin with her fingertips, forcing him to look up at her. She was taller than him, and from this angle, he could clearly see her beautifully shaped jawline and his own flushed face reflected in her cool eyes.

"I am naturally Yang," she said in a low voice, with a certain certainty. "You, just be my Yin."

"This is not right..." Jiang Xiaochuan's final protest was shut down.

Lu Xueqi used her actions to explain to him what "various forms of dual cultivation" meant.

……

Lu Xueqi finally stopped moving, but still held him tightly in her arms. Both of their bodies were still warm. Jiang Xiaochuan's face was pressed against her neck, and he could feel her steady and strong heartbeat, which gradually synchronized with his own drumming heartbeat.

It took him a while to recover from that extreme exhaustion. The unique cool fragrance emanating from her body filled his nostrils, making him feel at ease, yet also making his face flush. He unconsciously moved his head, and his lips accidentally brushed against the delicate skin on the side of her neck.

Lu Xueqi gave a soft "hmm" and tightened her arms around her.

Jiang Xiaochuan suddenly remembered something and asked in a low voice, "Xueqi, what level has your cultivation reached now?"

He always felt that Xueqi's progress was frighteningly fast. Ten years ago, she was already in the Shangqing Realm, but she didn't seem to have reached such an unfathomable level as she is now, where she could control everything at will.

Lu Xueqi closed her eyes and patted his back lightly. Hearing this, she said indifferently, "In the end, it's enough to let you cling to my leg and walk sideways in the Qingyun Sect."

Jiang Xiaochuan was taken aback, then recalled his half-joking, half-sincere words from ten years ago in Liubo Mountain.

So she remembered. She always remembered.

His heart softened suddenly, and he felt a pang of sadness. At that time, he was preoccupied with how to "change" her. When he said those things to her, he secretly hoped that she would be better, stronger, and suffer less. But didn't he also harbor a little bit of the despicable thought of "clinging to her coattails" in the future? She remembered those words for ten years and actually did it.

"Then... can you beat Xiaobai?" he couldn't help but ask again.

Xiao Bai is a nine-tailed celestial fox with a thousand years of cultivation. Although she has not recovered her full strength, she is definitely not to be underestimated.

Lu Xueqi's hand, which was stroking his back, paused slightly before returning to normal, her voice flat: "Why are you asking this?"

"Just...asking casually," Jiang Xiaochuan muttered.

"Don't worry about her," Lu Xueqi said, her tone unreadable, but Jiang Xiaochuan felt that she didn't seem to want to continue the topic.

That makes sense. Xiao Bai's strength is unpredictable, and even if Xue Qi has high talent, her training time is relatively short. I'm afraid... the outcome is hard to predict. He wisely refrained from asking any further questions.

The room quieted down, with only the sound of their gradually calming breathing. Sunlight streamed through the window, casting dappled shadows on the disheveled bedding.

After a long pause, Lu Xueqi suddenly spoke, her voice very soft, with a hint of barely perceptible hesitation: "Husband."

"Um?"

"I..." She paused, seemingly choosing her words carefully, "Was I... too much?"

"What's too much?" Jiang Xiaochuan didn't understand and raised himself up slightly to look at her.

From this angle, you can see her beautiful jawline and slightly trembling eyelashes. Her face is expressionless, but deep in her eyes, there seems to be a faint trace of unease.

Lu Xueqi was silent for a moment before whispering, "It's just... just now, and usually... how I treat you..."

She seemed a little embarrassed to speak, her ears turning slightly red. "Will...do you find me annoying? Think I'm...too shameless, too...clingy?"

Jiang Xiaochuan was stunned. He never imagined that Lu Xueqi, who was aloof and powerful and always took the initiative and was even somewhat "domineering" in front of him, would ask such an insecure and even humble question.

Was it because of Biyao's appearance? Or because of Xiaobai's occasional flirting? Or perhaps deep down, she was always uneasy about this overly "proactive" relationship?

He looked at her slightly pursed lips and her lowered eyelashes, and felt a gentle, bittersweet feeling in his heart.

"No, how could that be?" He reached out and touched her cheek, his thumb gently stroking her smooth skin, his voice unconsciously softening.

"I know, you...you care about me too much, that's why...that's why you did this." He recalled Biyao's sudden kiss by the Dead Swamp Flower Sea, Lu Xueqi's eyes at that time, and the almost "marking" intimacy she showed after her return. He understood more and more clearly in his heart.

"I don't dislike you, Xueqi."

He buried his face in the crook of her neck again, inhaling the comforting scent emanating from her. His voice was muffled, yet each word was clear: "Really, if... I mean if, someone did that to you in front of me, like Biyao did... I definitely couldn't bear it. I would go crazy. I'm sorry, Xueqi, that day... I couldn't dodge."

Lu Xueqi's body trembled slightly, and she tightened her arms around him.

"It's not your fault." Her voice was low and hoarse. "It's me...it's me who didn't protect you." She paused, as if she wanted to say something, but then choked up.

Jiang Xiaochuan looked up into her eyes. Those eyes, which were always clear and cold, were now shimmering with tears, reflecting his image clearly. They were filled with emotions that were almost overflowing, and a hint of barely perceptible bewilderment. He understood that her initiative, her "clinginess," and her occasional almost uncontrollable possessiveness were perhaps not only because of love, but also because of fear—fear of loss, fear of being taken away, fear that this hard-won, stolen warmth and fulfillment would once again vanish like a bubble.

He leaned in and kissed her eyes, wiping away the slight moisture, then moved down to kiss her lips.

A very light kiss, with a comforting meaning.

Lu Xueqi paused for a moment, then responded to him. The kiss started gently, with a sense of exploration and tenderness, but soon Lu Xueqi took the initiative, her tongue pushing open his teeth and deepening the kiss.

"Ugh... wait, wait..." Jiang Xiaochuan gasped for breath, turned his head away, and his face turned red again. "Don't, don't stick out your tongue..." He was really going to die if it happened again so soon after it ended.

Lu Xueqi paused, stepping back slightly. Looking at his flushed face and moist lips, her eyes deepened, and her voice carried a dangerous undertone: "What, you don't like it? Or..." Her voice softened, yet it struck Jiang Xiaochuan's heart like a hammer blow, "You prefer... Biyao?"

Again!

Jiang Xiaochuan practically wanted to kneel down in gratitude.

When will we finally stop eating this aged vinegar?!

"I didn't! Don't talk nonsense!" he said urgently.

But seeing Lu Xueqi's "this isn't over until you explain yourself" expression, he deflated, burying his face in her chest in despair, and muttered, "Whatever! Do whatever you want! Anyway, I can't beat you, and I can't run away..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Xueqi pinched his chin and lifted his face. Looking at his aggrieved expression of being at her mercy, the coldness and probing in her eyes gradually faded, turning into helplessness and a little smile.

"Fool." She murmured, lowered her head, and this time only lightly pecked his lips before letting go and pulling him back into her arms, holding him tightly.

"Go to sleep for a while. The children should be back later."

Jiang Xiaochuan hummed in agreement, found a comfortable position in her arms, closed his eyes, and a wave of exhaustion and peace washed over him. He quickly drifted off into a deep sleep.

Lu Xueqi did not fall asleep immediately. She held him, listened to his even breathing, and her gaze fell on a certain point in the void. After a long while, she sighed almost inaudibly and closed her eyes.