Fairy, I really am a villain!

Chapter 331 [Interlude 02] Saint Lady

In Longchuan, a not-so-small incident happened in the Star Palace of the Nine Demonic Paths - it was related to the Saint Lady - it was said that she had invited a man to marry into her family.

Generally speaking, it is not uncommon for people in the Demonic Cult to keep male lovers in order to satisfy their physiological needs, but the problem is that the Saint in their family seems to be serious about it.

She had been raised in the Star Palace for more than ten or twenty years, and had never even held a man's hand, but when she came down the mountain, she was kidnapped by some scoundrel who came from nowhere?

There was a lot of protests at once. Even though the Xinggong management put pressure on them, the effect was far from satisfactory. The whole mountain was filled with calls for the Saint to think twice.

But does Jiang Xingchu care?

"Never mind them, let's do it again..."

"...Can I help you do it?"

"You can't do it anymore? That's all? Are you still a man?"

"..."

In an exquisite three-story building, the two had just finished exploring each other's bodies, and it was already very late at night.

Pushing open the window beside the bed, I saw floating lights under the dark sky, in clusters and dotted like stars.

Jiang Xingchu helped him half-dress, found a good position, and lay down with his back to him, with his legs folded;

Seeing this, Fang Xiwen hugged her at the right time. The girl looked small, and although she was flat, she surprisingly didn't have any "bones". She felt soft when she was hugged, like a kitten.

"It's pressing on my hair."

"Oh."

Every time after they "did it", there would be a period of time when the two of them were awake but didn't talk much.

We just hugged each other and let time pass by: watching the moon gradually disappear in the clouds, a gradual white light appeared from the horizon, and the originally quiet streets became noisy...

"Xing Chu."

"Hmm?" She responded lazily and shrank back in. "What do you want to say?"

"Do you remember when we were 'living together' in Zhoushan City? That day, you said you wanted to take me back to Xinggong, but I refused."

"remember."

"Am I right in that guess? As long as I follow you back, you will lock me up and use tricks to gradually discover what attracts you to me and find out why. You will only let me go when you are no longer 'moved' by me..."

Although Fang Xiwen refused at the time, out of goodwill, she still gave a solution:

In his plan, the two would meet again after he had achieved a certain status and strength - unfortunately, fate played a trick on him, and in the eyes of the outside world, he still became a gigolo kept by the saint.

"...Yes," Jiang Xingchu bit his lower lip, "That's what I thought. Although I want a 'companion', I don't want him to hinder my path and affect my decision."

“You don’t want an equal relationship.”

"Ah."

It is very interesting that the Emperor and the Goddess were once in a superior and inferior relationship, with the latter's admiration being one-sided;

Because of the manipulation by the goddess, he and Jiang Xingchu met earlier, and the situation should have developed in the opposite way. However, in the end, they were influenced by each other's love and formed their current relationship.

"What a dictator..."

"So what? I've lost to you now, you could just pin me down and tease me to vent your anger, why are you bringing this up now?"

Jiang Xingchu had a strong desire to win, so he looked unhappy when he heard that.

Not only did he fail to turn this bastard into a subordinate, but he also got himself involved.

After all this, he still wants to go out and look for a vixen!

"It suddenly occurred to me, what if I am willing to be your subordinate now?" Fang Xiwen looked into her eyes, "I will be your housekeeper, cook, right-hand man, and listen to you in everything."

"Really?!" Jiang Xingchu immediately perked up, suddenly got up from his arms, and slid down his suspenders. "Then my first order is that you sever ties with all vixens and never have anything to do with them again."

"You know, this is the only thing that doesn't work."

"It's boring," she lay back down and kicked him, "you're just talking a lot of nonsense."

"Okay, okay, I know I've let you down. How about this, in addition to what you just said, you can only use me as your subordinate tomorrow?

I will try my best to comply with your orders, okay?"

"You said it yourself," Jiang Xingchu's breathing quickened, grabbing his collar, "A gentleman's word is as good as his bond—"

"That's what I said, Lady Saint. When you open your eyes again, I, Fang Xiwen, will be your most loyal subordinate."

Jiang Xingchu fell asleep amid the gentle words.

~~

Jiang Xingchu woke up and opened his eyes to the sound of heavy window hinges being pushed and pulled.

The sight of the sunlight shining in startled her.

The warm yellow curtain was opened to a perfect arc, and a young man in brocade clothes and a belt stood beside it, with the sunlight shining on his handsome profile.

Then he turned around, smiled gently, and bowed: "Good day, Saint Lady."

"Xiwen...?"

"I'm here."

Fang Xiwen walked to the shelf, took down the cloak and held it in his hand, then gently lifted the quilt.

Because she was only wearing a white halter dress, Jiang Xingchu just felt a little cold when the cloak fell down and wrapped around her petite body.

Then, he stretched out his arms and lifted the Saint Lady from the bed.

"Do, what?"

"According to your schedule, it's time to wash up now."

He carried her all the way to the inner courtyard of the small building, and when they came to the canal where the water was brought in, Fang Xiwen waved his sleeves, took out a small tiptoe stool, and gently let her stand on it.

"It's very thoughtful, but it's so unpleasant...!"

Just as he was about to grit his teeth, a life-size bronze mirror stood up.

Jiang Xingchu felt a little ashamed when he saw his messy hair, loose belt and snow-white bare feet. The contrast was sharp when he saw the meticulously groomed young man standing next to him, looking straight ahead.

'That bastard is such a good actor.'

She was thinking about all sorts of things in her mind, and she just held the toothbrush for a while, when a voice rang out beside her at the right time: "Miss, do you need help? Don't worry, I have confidence in my ability to control myself."

"unnecessary!"

After hastily washing up, she was about to get off the stool, but she found that she was not wearing shoes, and she didn't know how to talk to him for a moment. Just as she rubbed her lotus feet uneasily, she was picked up again.

"Fang Xiwen, you're never done--" "It's my duty, thank you for the compliment."

Jiang Xingchu was carried all the way back to the third floor and placed in front of the dressing table.

Glancing at the various bottles of different sizes, she didn't believe Fang Xiwen could even do this, so she waited for him to perform without saying a word.

He stretched out his hand, walked around the makeup and disguise items, and picked up a wooden comb.

Holding up the flowing hair, he combed it down bit by bit;

The movement was not very skillful, but it was focused and serious, making Jiang Xingchu stare at his face unconsciously and not even notice the passage of time.

"All right."

With a jade hairpin inserted diagonally, a beautiful girl with peach-shaped hair was reflected in the bronze mirror, her face still as gentle as that of the water village.

Fang’s cooking skills are not that good. I can tell at first glance that he learned it temporarily to please me. Moreover, it took him such a long time - there’s nothing to be excited about. Calm down, calm down!

"You... won't help me put on makeup?" Jiang Xingchu looked anxious and couldn't help but make things difficult for him.

"It's not that I won't help, it's that I don't need it. I personally think that your beauty is the most beautiful in the world, so what's the big deal if it's polluted by these vulgar things?"

"Hmph, no, I won't..."

"If the young lady wants, I can also learn." Fang Xiwen still had that smiling face, and then stretched out his hand and said, "It's time for breakfast. Do you want me to carry the young lady downstairs?"

"Don't I have legs?" Jiang Xingchu glared at him, "Yes."

~~

The small building is in the shape of a palace, with three floors and an exquisite and complex shape.

Since it is the saint's private residence, ordinary people cannot even get close to it, so Jiang Xingchu can naturally enjoy the personal service of the "butler".

However, as soon as she was carried down the stairs, Jiang Xingchu's pretty face suddenly turned red.

I saw eight or nine people gathered around a large round table, wearing some pretty and some plain jackets. Each of them looked quite familiar, and they were all little fairies brought from Xingping.

Leading them was a tall head maid with peach blossom eyes.

"Good day, Miss." Lin Huazhi took the lead in bowing, and Xiaoxuan and others behind her followed suit.

This scene was so bizarre that Jiang Xingchu wondered if he was dreaming.

After looking at her carefully, she saw some cunning looks in Lin Huazhi's eyes, and realized that this was Fang Xiwen's doing, and he had colluded with them in advance.

"That's enough," Fang Xiwen coughed twice and gave orders: "Everyone, please step aside. The young lady is going to have dinner."

There were only two chairs at the huge round table.

Hearing this, Lin Huazhi walked forward and pulled out one of the sheets. Fang Xiwen then carefully placed her on it and brought a small stool for her to put her feet on.

Jiang Xingchu was so angry that he almost died.

Looking up, I saw that the table was filled with various cakes, scallion pancakes, lean meat porridge, etc. It was a really rich breakfast.

"Xiwen, did you do all this?" Jiang Xingchu was a little unbelievable.

This guy was still messing around with me last night, but in just half the time it took to finish dinner, everything was settled for him?

"Miss, although I have everyone's help, I cook most of the dishes myself." Fang Xiwen nodded.

"Yeah, it's very, very rich."

"Of course, it contains my love for the young lady, so I think the taste is very unique."

I bother!

Under normal circumstances, Jiang Xingchu would have scolded him for being corny and scolded him harshly; but in such an atmosphere, she couldn't say anything and could only nod slightly, "Well, you...you are thoughtful."

Her pretty face was flushed red and she didn't know where to put her hands.