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"You're so sexy! Why are you wearing Pinru's clothes?" Xu Qi'an almost blurted out this word uncontrollably when he witnessed Li Lingsu's actions.
Li Lingsu, that disgrace to the Heavenly Sect. Li Miaozhen silently covered her face.
"Ha, the Heavenly Sect..." Chu Yuanzhen shook his head, expressing his disdain.
Wow... Miao Youfang silently took notes.
After a long while, a figure gracefully arrived, stepping on the treetops, displaying exceptional lightness skills.
She was a woman wearing a plain white dress, with her hair tied up high, and a plump figure.
She darted swiftly among the branches, graceful as a startled swan, and elegant as a swimming dragon.
It's her! Mei... Mei, Senior Sister... Xiao Yuenu was shocked.
The woman who was a full twelve years older than her was actually her senior in school.
A woman in a plain-colored long dress stood on the hilltop, her flowing skirt settling into stillness. Her eyes swept around as she looked at her surroundings.
"You're here!"
A deep voice came from the shadows under the tree, and she looked in the direction of the sound.
There stood a carefree man, leaning against a tree trunk, holding a sword in his arms, his head slightly bowed.
Half of his face was hidden in the shadows, while the other half was visible.
His facial features remained as handsome as ever, and he wore a magnificent black robe, his demeanor unchanged.
"It's her?!" Everyone except Xiao Yuenu exclaimed in surprise after seeing the woman clearly.
Xu Qi'an was stunned. He never expected that Li Lingsu's confidante was actually Rongrong's martial aunt.
It's one thing to deal with Chai Xing'er, after all, the Prime Minister has countless followers.
But Master Rongrong is old enough to be the Holy Son's mother, simply, simply.
Miao Youfang and Chu Yuanzhen were dumbfounded.
Li Miaozhen was also slightly stunned, a little confused.
on the screen.
The two seemed to be arguing, and Li Miaozhen said regretfully, "It's a pity we can't hear anything."
Chu Yuanzhen said lightly, "I am an expert in lip reading."
"I've already said it, our relationship is just a fleeting affair, it can't have a future, and it can't even be made public. Why do you still come looking for me?"
The woman in the plain-colored long dress was none other than Martial Aunt Rongrong, a plump and beautiful woman.
She kept a cold expression, turned her head slightly away, and refused to look at Li Lingsu.
“But I sent a little devil to tell you to meet me here, and you still came, didn’t you?”
Li Lingsu sighed softly: "Mei'er, age should not be an obstacle to our love."
If you fear gossip, fear the opinions of your fellow disciples, then I can take you away.
The beautiful woman was slightly moved, but she hardened her heart and said calmly:
"Master Li, I am old enough to be your mother."
In another ten or twenty years, I will be old and frail, while you will still be in your prime.
"Between you and me, we are merely passersby in each other's lives."
Let's be frank today, severing all ties and having nothing to do with each other anymore.
Li Lingsu smiled and wrapped her arms around him, one arm around his waist and the other holding his soft hand:
"I was raised by my master since I was a child without parents, and I also want to know what it feels like to be loved by my mother."
"Since you don't want me to be your lover, then I'll be your son."
The beautiful woman was both ashamed and angry, her delicate brows furrowed as if she wanted to lash out.
Li Lingsu suddenly grabbed her hand, pressed it against his chest, and spoke with a sincere and profound expression:
"Mei'er, can you feel it? My heart is boiling with passion for you."
The beautiful woman stared at him blankly, her eyes glistening with tears.
Li Lingsu seized the opportunity, cupped her face in his hands, and lowered his head to steady his red lips.
The two leaned against a tree, sharing a passionate kiss, their actions becoming increasingly bold and explicit.
Snapped!
Li Chang'an flipped the Heavenly Mirror over, feeling that the following content was not suitable for public broadcast.
Xu Qi'an, also a time traveler, stood up and chuckled: "Next is the paid content, each person pays five hundred taels of silver."
Obviously, no one would have that much silver.
The night is as cold as water.
Rongrong, a light sleeper, twitched her ear and heard the faint sound of clothes fluttering.
Someone used their light-footed skills to land in the courtyard outside.
She instinctively pressed down on the short sword on the bedside table, and then judged from the light footsteps that her martial uncle had returned.
"Uncle-Master, you're back from your training?"
As she was being questioned, she saw her martial uncle push open the door and enter. In the hazy moonlight, she couldn't make out his features, but from his overall outline, he seemed somewhat disheveled.
Rongrong sat up, intending to light the lamp, but the beautiful woman hurriedly stopped her:
"Don't turn on the lights!"
The beautiful woman deftly bypassed the obstacles in the room, retrieved the wooden bucket from behind the screen, and turned to leave.
Half an hour later, Rongrong heard the rustling sound of clothes being taken off and the slight sound of water, and knew that she was about to take a bath.
"Really, what's there to be shy about?" Rongrong thought to herself.
She was raised by her martial uncle, and even in her teenage years, she would occasionally soak in the large bathtub with him.
Suddenly, she sniffed and whispered:
"What does it smell like?"
Martial artists have a keen sense of smell.
The sound of water paused, and the beautiful woman's voice, tinged with guilt, said:
"The smell? Hmm, it's probably from practicing martial arts in the forest, it got... it got dirty."
The young woman, unfamiliar with the taste of sugar, didn't suspect anything and simply said "Oh."
Li Lingsu returned under the cover of night, her face glowing and smiling, perfectly embodying the saying "a happy occasion makes one feel refreshed."
Although she still couldn't face the relationship and was afraid of the consequences of making it public, she no longer insisted on cutting ties with it.
Li Lingsu could understand Ji Jinmei's concerns because he shared similar fears.
The fact that the two, who are nearly twenty years apart in age, became Daoist partners is something that would attract strange looks in both the Heavenly Sect and the secular world, especially in the realm of the Transcendent.
They are even despised by others.
He pressed the flying sword, and as he approached his residence, he landed ahead of time, then carefully tidied his clothes.
After confirming there were no flaws, they returned to the courtyard house.
"Squeak~"
The gate to the courtyard was unlocked, and the people living inside didn't care whether the gate was locked or not.
The moment Li Lingsu pushed open the door, the scene in the courtyard startled her.
Sitting around the stone table were Li Chang'an, Xiao Yuenu, Li Miaozhen, Xu Qi'an, Miao Youfang, and Chu Yuanzhen.
Everyone was drinking, holding their glasses, and looking at him with strange smiles.
"What a refined taste!"
Li Lingsu remained calm and composed.
Li Miaozhen asked, "Where did you go?"
"Just browsing around," Li Lingsu replied.
The female warrior Feiyan sniffed: "The smell of a woman's perfume."
The Holy Son remained completely calm and chuckled lightly:
"My damn charming senior brother's biggest problem is that he's too popular with women."
Li Miaozhen nodded slowly, then suddenly adopted a deeply affectionate demeanor and began to act:
"Mei'er, age should not be an obstacle to our love."
...Li Lingsu's pupils dilated slightly; she was stunned.
What happened... Did Miaozhen see what just happened?
Looking at the members of the Heaven and Earth Society smiling at him, the Holy Son suddenly realized something.