Fairy, I really am a villain!

The food was still steaming.

After being left alone for a long time, he didn't complain at all. He just finished his work silently, had the food reheated over and over again, and waited for her to come back.

Lin Huazhi hugged him and whispered, “You know, when I was doing things, some people in Xinggong said that I was addicted to being an official and overestimating my own abilities;

To be honest, I really enjoy the feeling of being loved...Isn't that okay?"

"What's wrong with that? It's not a bad thing," Fang Xiwen found it a little funny. "People love you because you have done something useful. Giving and receiving are always two-way."

"You always say that."

After hugging for a while, the older sister's curvy body became closer and closer, and her scent smelled good, so Fang Xiwen pushed her away.

But Lin Huazhi did not let go. Instead, she came closer, bit his ear and whispered, "In fact, many people in Xing Palace do not recognize you as the Saint's husband."

"What? Didn't we agree on this last time? I didn't refuse to marry into the family—"

"Don't worry," she exhaled softly, "They are only willing to acknowledge that you are the Saint's lover, even if you are the only one."

"No, why?"

Seeing that he was so slow, Lin Huazhi slightly raised her body, put her slender hand on the handsome man's face, and moved closer and closer: "What a concubine means is that he can play whenever he wants..."

Only then did Fang Xiwen realize who was greedy for whom. But it was too late.

...

This morning.

After touring several halls in the Star Palace, he knew that what Lin Huazhi said was true, so he immediately knocked on the door of the Saint Lady's residence.

Xiaoxuan, who was guarding the door outside, caught two white snakes from somewhere and used them to scare him with a smile, but was chased away by Fang Xiwen.

"A concubine? Anyone can have sex with her?!" After learning the whole story, Jiang Xingchu jumped up from the bed, furious: "How dare they do this!"

Then, she suddenly realized something and sneered, "Fang Xiwen, you think that men won't suffer any loss anyway, so you waited until now to tell me?"

"No, I didn't feel that way?" he cried out in injustice.

"Don't you think so? I think it's just like that shitty internal skill you've cultivated. It doesn't pick and choose who it is!"

"That's enough. How does being a human being have anything to do with internal strength?"

"You really want to make it clear, don't you?"

Of course, the two were not really arguing, but it was quite interesting:

When they were not familiar with each other, they acted like friends in a very pretentious way, with all the talk of young master and sir; when they were passionately in love, Jiang Xingchu had starry eyes all the time, and she would blush so much that she couldn't walk when she saw him, and she would call him "Brother Xiwen~" in a very sweet way.

What's the result now?

No matter what happens, she has to call him by his full name, as if he owes her money. They are affectionate with each other intermittently, but constantly dislike each other.

"Fang Xiwen, I think you are itching for trouble—"

As they were arguing, Jiang Xingchu rushed over, and he readily hugged her in his arms and leaned down.

Outside the window, the pair of white snakes in front of Xiaoxuan began to entangle with each other, rubbing against each other constantly. No matter how hard she tried to pull them apart, she couldn't get them apart. She was so angry that she cursed out loud: "It's really a male and a female. Nowadays, all the snakes you pick up come in pairs."

Then, she heard some rustling noises in the house. She was so curious that she quietly moved over:

"Hee, so energetic. Which one do you want? If you use your hands, you can kiss. If you use your mouth," Jiang Xingchu's voice became charming, as if water could drip out: "You have behaved so well recently, this lady allows you to grab my head..."

"No, no, no, it's not necessary to make it so serious..."

Chapter 265 A Loving Family (3)

This kind of "boudoir conversation" was indeed somewhat stimulating for Xiaoxuan.

"What on earth is going on?"

"Uh, you come on top?"

Just when my face was flushed and my heart was beating fast, I heard a loud bang and something hit the window, as if it was a warning;

As the concealing formation unfolded, no sound could be heard.

"Tsk, who wants to hear that!" Xiaoxuan took a few steps away indignantly. She was about to tease the newly found pet, but when she got closer, she saw that the pair of snakes actually started to bite each other's tails, chasing each other, and finally forming a circle.

She looked back and saw that the tightly closed window was shaking. She was so angry that she kicked the white snake out.

...

After spitting the stuff into his handkerchief, Jiang Xingchu went out to wash and wash his hands. He was very satisfied that he didn't see Xiaoxuan.

When he just returned to the house, his face was still red, but soon he became serious: "My mind is full of these weird...postures. No wonder some people haven't made a breakthrough yet. What are they thinking about all day long?"

"I've been thinking about it all day. Who just pounced on me and couldn't wait to stick out his tongue?" Fang Xiwen laughed in anger and rolled up his sleeves: "You're still talking about cultivation? Do you want to practice?"

"What are you practicing for?" Jiang Xingchu was not stupid enough to confront him head-on. He gestured with a smile: "I already have eight orifices, yeah."

All the external injuries on her body have healed. I don’t know what secret recipe the doctor of Xinggong used, but her arms are still white and tender, with a hint of pink.

Hearing this, Fang Xiwen really had no excuse: "Okay, you do win."

He is really a bit stuck.

The first seven of the nine natural orifices are eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, and the eighth and ninth are the front and back yin. In the stage of the seven orifices, the heaven and earth were first formed. The eighth orifice of the front yin is the way for the human body to discharge filth, and the extreme of filth breeds vitality.

The mystery in the womb, refining essence into qi; in fact, the more you practice, you will find that this is more and more similar to the real natural world, mysterious and profound.

"I have condensed all the relevant acupoints, but it seems that I am still lacking in heat, and I don't have that natural feeling."

After listening, Jiang Xingchu paced in front of him like a famous teacher, and finally smiled: "I know how you can pass this level, but I won't tell you unless you agree to one of my conditions."

"What conditions?"

Unexpectedly, the usually strong Saint Lady blushed, slowly came over and whispered in her ear: "I, I want your Yuan Yang."

"?"

"What are you doing? Why are you looking at me with that expression?" Jiang Xingchu seemed to be having a fierce psychological struggle. He finally gritted his teeth and said, "After the internal and external communication, come to Xinggong to find me!"

"...Rather than the reason, I'm more curious about why it has to happen after the internal and external forces have met."

"Because double cultivation is very effective when you first enter the outer scene! After returning from the spiritual realm, I specially sent someone to find a method for double cultivation." Her face was red as blood dripped out, and her hands were clutching the corners of her clothes: "If the method is correct, when we double-cultivate, our minds will be connected, and the yin and yang will complement each other... We can both use this to reach another level. There is no such efficiency in the world."

"Oh, is it purely for cultivation?" he asked tentatively.

Jiang Xingchu lowered his head and remained silent for a long time. Finally, he overcame his shame and pushed him down on the bed: "What the hell! If you don't tell me in advance, with your shitty temper, you might get picked one day!"

"Ah this..."

"You're going to keep playing dumb, right? Okay, Fang Xiwen. I know you can have many 'candidates', but I only have you, and I can't do anything whether you agree or not..." She looked like she was about to cry.

"No, no, no! I didn't say no," Fang Xiwen raised his hands in surrender, glanced down, and stammered: "Can you have some understanding of your own charm? If you sit down again, forget about the internal and external communication, I will execute you right now."

Hearing this, Jiang Xingchu realized something belatedly. His eyes suddenly lit up, and he turned back to his smiling face, and bent down a little bit: "Now, you can't do it yet."

He breathed a little harder, "I advise you not to play with fire and get burned."

"Hehe, then I will come to put out the fire for you..."

~~

Inside the room, the two of them sat on the bed with their backs to each other, their clothes rather disheveled, reflecting on each other.

Fang Xiwen received a letter from home from the capital of the gods, and came here to say goodbye;

Jiang Xingchu had some insights in the spiritual realm and obtained some of the experience of the goddess. On the one hand, she had a breakthrough in her cultivation, and on the other hand, she had to collect debts from the Dajiang Gang. This time she came to discuss serious matters with him.

As a result, from the moment he entered the room in the morning, the two of them worked until the evening, and even ate their meal in a hurry.

"No wonder those big sects say not to have sex before the Nine Apertures, we haven't really done it yet..." Jiang Xingchu muttered in a hoarse voice, "It really makes sense."

"Yes, right." His voice was weak.

The air was tense for a moment, then there was a knock on the door; someone brought the meal; they both breathed a sigh of relief and set the table.

Longchuan has a mild climate and people tend to eat light food. Dishes such as Bijian Soup (celery soup), Golden Chicken, and Plum Blossom Soup Cake are complicated to prepare and have delicate taste.

Jiang Xingchu grabbed a piece of chicken from his bowl and said, "So, what are you going to do next? If you have nothing to do, why don't you stay here?

Help me deal with the Dajiang Gang."

"I want to go to Osmanthus Mountain first," Fang Xiwen took out a letter, "Old Fang wrote to me saying that all the families are calling their disciples who have gone out to train back to the capital, and it seems that they are going to organize some kind of imperial competition, so I should be prepared."

"Lao Fang? Oh, your father." Jiang Xingchu glanced at him, put his hand on the letter, but didn't take it. He just blinked: "You want to show me your letter?"

"Is there anything wrong?"

"Hmph, nothing, not really..." She stopped eating and put down her chopsticks. She took out the letter and read it twice. "An alliance? With the Wang family of Dingjun?"

"Well, the reasons are quite complicated... I guess it's my responsibility."

"Alas, aristocratic families have so many troubles. I haven't seen you being treated any preferentially because of your status. Instead, you've gotten into trouble." Jiang Xingchu handed the letter back with a lack of interest.

Hearing this, Fang Xiwen smiled.

Not being treated preferentially? It’s not that you can’t, it’s just that you don’t want to.

As the third young master, he actually had a lot of things at his disposal: for example, he could have brought in a group of Fang family private soldiers to directly wipe out the Xiong Xintang and the like. Even if he had killed all of the Dajiang Gang, there would have been nothing to say, after all, they were the ones who started the attack indiscriminately.

There are also the Fang family's large industries in Yiling, and the second uncle of the Fang family who has taken over Jingshui City... As long as Fang Xiwen is willing, he can get countless resources and endless backing with just a touch.

But, he is not the Third Young Master after all; he has already been protected by the Fang family and Fang Qingxiao, and further using this identity will only make him feel that he owes the Fang family a favor.

The ending Fang Xiwen most hoped for was to figure out the mystery of his time travel, confess everything to the Fang family, and make a break; and for this reason, he didn't want to owe the Fang family too much.

"Are you daydreaming again? If you don't say anything, I'll kiss you. I just ate a piece of garlic." Jiang Xingchu tapped the edge of his bowl with his chopsticks.

"Ahh, thinking about something."

"Don't burden yourself with too much. There's nothing good about being from an aristocratic family. If you really can't stand it, come back to Xinggong. I'll support you."

"...I'm so touched. Love you."

Hearing this, Jiang Xingchu's face suddenly turned red and he retracted his chopsticks: "Anyway, that's it. Did you go to Guihua Mountain to investigate the demon disaster?"

"Well, let's visit the Wang family by the way. After all, there will be a lot of cooperation in the future, so let's find out first." Fang Xiwen said.

The main reason was that the spiritual realm gave him a sense of crisis. Judging from the tragic conditions at several entrances, this would be a disaster that would sweep across a wide area, like a strong wind blowing from the east to the west of Dajin, and even affect further afield.

After discussing for a while, the two of them picked up the bowls and washed them together, like a newlywed couple; Jiang Xingchu tried to grab them with his wet hands again, but he easily dodged and splashed the water in his face instead.

Facing the upcoming separation, neither of them felt sad about parting: