After Breaking Off the Engagement, I Started Pursuing My Master-Chapter 75 - I am a little scoundrel

Chapter 75: I am a little scoundrel

There was a “snap” in the courtyard.

Jiang Huai immediately frowned, his features twisted, the iron-willed Jiang Huai Jr. disappeared in an instant. He cried out in pain, looking like he was about to burst into tears.

But in reality, Chu Xianning’s whip was more bark than bite, not truly painful when it landed on the body, at most leaving a red mark that would disappear after Jiang Huai slept for a night.

But he had to cry out AND pretending it hurt a lot, otherwise how would Chu Xianning let off steam?

“Today I will only whip you this once. You’re right, you and Luo Qingyu aren’t married yet. If you want to have an ambiguous relationship with any Junior Sister, you’re free to do so, I won’t interfere. This whip is to remind you, from now on, you’re not allowed to call me ‘mother’. Do you hear me?”

“I hear you, I hear you. Master can beat me if she wants, it’s only right for a Master to discipline her disciple, I deserve it.”

Chu Xianning just glanced at him indifferently. Her Snake Bone Whip had already retracted, and the spiritual energy threads that had been binding him also disappeared. Jiang Huai’s body fell to the ground, and he sat down under a tree, looking up at Chu Xianning standing above him.

Chu Xianning looked down at him, “I didn’t discuss your marriage with you beforehand, that was my mistake. If you have any objections, you can speak now, and we, as master and disciple, can discuss it.”

Jiang Huai looked at Chu Xianning’s cheeks; her tone was very serious now, and the coldness in her eyes had faded a lot.

“I want to wait until my cultivation is restored before marrying Luo Qingyu. Is that okay?” Jiang Huai asked softly.

“Alright, you convince Luo Qingyu, and I will discuss it with Luo Yueguan.”

“That’s very good.” Jiang Huai looked up at Chu Xianning’s cheeks.

Master and disciple gazed at each other for a few seconds, and after a while, Jiang Huai said softly.

“I do have a close relationship with Junior Sister Wanwan. That time in Junior Sister Wanwan’s courtyard, I drank too much and kissed her.”

“I’m not interested in your private affairs, save those words for Luo Qingyu to explain.”

Chu Xianning turned her face away, but her eyelashes trembled slightly.

“But she’s not the first woman I’ve kissed, Master, there’s something I want to be honest with you about.”

“I don’t want to hear it.”

“Alright, then I won’t tell you.” Jiang Huai said helplessly with a smile.

“The moonlight is just right, how about a little drink, Master?”

Chu Xianning didn’t look at him again but walked towards the pavilion. Jiang Huai quickly stood up, took out the Forgetsorrow Wine, set up the cups on the table, and then said,

“I’ll go to the kitchen and prepare some snacks, it won’t take long.”

Jiang Huai quickly prepared some snacks to accompany the drink, including fried peanuts, previously marinated beef, and white brined lamb. The snacks were placed dish by dish on the table, and Jiang Huai picked up the wine jug, filling Chu Xianning’s cup.

Master and disciple had drunk together in this pavilion many times before.

The life of a cultivator is not deliberately abstinent; it’s just that there aren’t many interesting things to do. There are many ways to pass the boring time, and drinking is one of them.

The Forgetsorrow wine brewed by Fairy Ziyuan was clear and fragrant as soon as it was poured out.

Chu Xianning picked up her cup and sniffed lightly, “Forgetsorrow?”

“Hmm? Has Master had it before?”

“I know Ziyuan, just not as well as Luo Yueguan does.”

It makes sense; Ziyuan True Person was also from Chu Xianning’s era, but over the years, Jiang Huai had only seen Chu Xianning entertain Luo Yueguan as a guest. Apart from her, almost no one else had set foot in the courtyard.

“Ziyuan is stingy, how did you get the wine from her?”

“She held a contest of music, Go, calligraphy, and painting at Qingxuan Sect, and I won first place in all four, so she gave me four jugs. One jug I drank with Luo Yueguan, one jug with Wen Wanwan, and there are still two jugs left.”

“Who will you save the last jug for?”

“I’ll keep it for myself. This jug is for Master, and this one is mine.”

Jiang Huai said helplessly with a smile, taking out the remaining jug of wine and placing it in front of himself, adding, “One jug for each of us, master and disciple, I’ve planned it all along.”

“What poem did you write?”

“I wrote one for Luo Qingyu.”

“Recite it for me to hear.”

“I forgot.”

Jiang Huai shook his head, “I was slightly tipsy when I wrote the poem, and when I woke up, I forgot what I had written.”

“Oh.” Chu Xianning took a sip from her cup.

Forgetsorrow was a rare spirit wine, priceless, so Chu Xianning treasured it. The wine was not harsh, it seemed to carry a faint scent of bamboo leaves, and after swallowing, there was a slight warmth in the belly, as if the fingertips were also getting a bit warmer.

The aroma of the wine flushed her cheeks with a rosy hue.

Jiang Huai picked up some snacks with his chopsticks, resting his cheek on his hand as he looked at Chu Xianning’s cheeks, which remained cool and clear.

He always liked to pinch Luo Qingyu’s little face, soft and bouncy, but now looking at Chu Xianning’s smooth and soft cheeks, Jiang Huai suddenly wanted to pinch them.

If Master got drunk, would there be a chance?

What was Master thinking about now?

Jiang Huai couldn’t guess, so he could only quietly drink his wine. Chu Xianning didn’t move her chopsticks, just silently drank, and before they knew it, a lot of time seemed to have passed. Jiang Huai looked at the sliced lamb on the table and couldn’t help but speak.

“I stewed the lamb with some spices. It’s from a young lamb that grew up by the clear blue lake, it doesn’t have a gamey taste. Master, would you like to try it?”

As he spoke, Jiang Huai picked up some lamb with his chopsticks and held it to Chu Xianning’s mouth.

“I have hands.” Chu Xianning reluctantly opened her mouth, leaned in, and gently bit down.

Seeing a hint of pleasure on her brows, Jiang Huai also felt a small joy in his heart. The ice mountain fairy Chu Xianning was not indifferent to the pleasures of the world; she also liked good food and had her own worries.

When people are troubled, they tend to drink more.

Gradually, Chu Xianning’s body became unsteady, her elbow resting on the table, her delicate hand supporting her cheek. She seemed to feel the heat on her cheek from her fingertips. Although Forgetsorrow didn’t seem strong when drinking it, she was quite drunk.

“Little scoundrel.” Chu Xianning muttered out of the blue.

“Yes yes, I am a little scoundrel.”

Jiang Huai didn’t argue, just nodded obediently, but the more he did so, the more frustrated Chu Xianning became. Her leg lifted under the table and gently kicked him.

It was like a child’s behavior.

“You, drink.”

Chu Xianning pointed a finger at Jiang Huai’s nose, probably because she was so drunk and Jiang Huai seemed fine, Chu Xianning felt a bit dissatisfied. So Jiang Huai obediently picked up his cup and drank three cups in a row.

“Your face is so red.” Chu Xianning suddenly smiled with satisfaction.

“Master’s face is a bit redder.”

“Not at all, you’re redder.” Chu Xianning’s foot kicked him again.

“I dislike you.” Chu Xianning suddenly said softly.

“Why does Master dislike me?”

“I dislike you.” Chu Xianning didn’t give a reason, just lowered her head and silently kicked him again with her foot.

“Then I’ll massage Master’s feet, will you stop disliking me then?”

“I don’t want to, you’re just taking advantage of me.”

“If anyone’s to blame, it’s my master for being too good-looking.”

“No matter how good-looking, I am still your master, you… should not harbor improper thoughts about me.”

“Who says?”

“It has always been so since ancient times.”

“Just because it has always been so, does that make it right?”

“I dislike you.” Chu Xianning’s lips pouted slightly as if that was all she had left to say.

“Since ancient times, it has always been the biggest fist who has the final say. If I were a tenth realm immortal, then whatever I do would be right, and no one would dare to utter a word against me.”

“But you’re not, you’re at the first stage of Qi Refining.”

“I don’t care, now is now, the future is the future. What if I become a tenth realm immortal in the future?”

“Then I would still be your master.”

“Alright, then, Master, your disciple toasts to you.”

Jiang Huai picked up his cup, looking towards Chu Xianning, who also raised her cup. As if out of spite, they both drained their cups, leaving nothing behind. Chu Xianning’s lips glistened with moisture, and she coughed lightly, seemingly a bit choked.

“Luo Yueguan makes a good point,” Chu Xianning muttered softly all of a sudden.

“What point?”

“Men are no good.”

Jiang Huai couldn’t help but chuckle, “Me too?”

“You’re the worst of them all.”

“For example?”

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“Fickle-hearted, flirtatious, glib, deceitful, despicable, and shameless.”

Chu Xianning seemed to have used up all the curse words she had learned in her life, leaving Jiang Huai unable to refute. He hesitated for a moment,

“Originally, I didn’t want to be fickle-hearted. Before I was fifteen, I was always a good person. But after I turned fifteen, someone forced me to be fickle-hearted, to desire what’s in the pot while eating from the bowl. At that time, I always felt guilty, but over time, that feeling faded away.”

Chu Xianning’s toes kicked his shin again, a bit harder this time.

“I don’t understand what you’re saying.” Chu Xianning turned her face away, her voice cold.

“Then I won’t say it. Disciple toasts to Master again.”

Jiang Huai silently picked up his cup again, and Chu Xianning, holding her cup, didn’t look at Jiang Huai but simply clinked her cup against his and downed the drink.

Chu Xianning was not good at holding her liquor, and now she had nearly finished a pot of Forgetsorrow Wine. Her body had completely softened, and gradually she didn’t even have the strength to hold up her cheeks, resting limply on the cold stone table, her eyes slightly closed.

“Master is drunk.”

Jiang Huai sat there grinning foolishly, waving his hands and feet like a child.

“You’re the one… who’s drunk…”

“Alright, then I’m drunk too.”

Jiang Huai stood up, went over to Chu Xianning, and gently grabbed her wrist, “Come on, I’ll take Master to rest.”

“You… want to take advantage again.”

“What do you mean ‘again’?”

“It means nothing.”

“Alright, then it means nothing.”

Jiang Huai looked helplessly at Chu Xianning, who lay on the table refusing to get up. He didn’t know where he got the courage, but he suddenly leaned over and gently picked her up, and Chu Xianning’s body became so soft that she didn’t struggle at all. Jiang Huai adjusted his hold, and Chu Xianning was obediently cradled in his arms like a princess.

Jiang Huai looked down at Chu Xianning’s face in his arms, her lips close at hand, but her eyes gently closed, as if she were asleep.

“Master?” Jiang Huai called out.

Chu Xianning gave no response.

“Hey, Master…?”

Jiang Huai called again, then added, “If you don’t respond, I might steal a kiss again.”

Chu Xianning still gave no response.

Jiang Huai looked helplessly at her peaceful sleeping face, carrying her gently toward the room. Chu Xianning’s eyelashes trembled slightly, and in front of her was darkness, but the anticipated warmth did not touch her lips.

Chu Xianning was quickly placed on the bed by Jiang Huai, who took a blanket and gently covered her. He sat by the bed, watching Chu Xianning intently for a while.

“I was wrong.” Jiang Huai bowed his head, perhaps only daring to whisper an apology when Chu Xianning couldn’t hear.

“Master once taught me to be a gentleman and not to be ambiguous with other women who admire me just because I am Chu Xianning’s disciple. But that day, thinking about how Master had set another wedding date for me, I felt so upset that I drank a lot, a lot of wine, and my head was spinning. When she kissed me, I was so scared, but I still held her tightly and couldn’t say no.”

“Master was right, I am a little scoundrel. Wen Wanwan is too beautiful, and when she shows me affection, I can’t control my desires and don’t know how to refuse… But I’ve already kissed her, I can’t just ignore her. It would be too cruel to lead her on and then abandon her. In the coming time, I will get to know Wen Wanwan better, and maybe only when we truly understand each other will we know if we are really suitable.”

“Master says I’m fickle-hearted, but if Master hadn’t threatened to expel me from the sect, I’ve always only liked Master, and my interactions with Luo Qingyu were just for show. But Luo Qingyu was also a nice girl and pleasing, and I didn’t know how to refuse. I always seem to be like this, worried about making anyone who is kind to me sad.”

“But no matter then or now, the person I like the most, most, most is still Chu Xianning, and that has never changed.”

“Master, do you remember when I secretly kissed you last time? Just now I really, really wanted to steal another kiss, but I felt so despicable. Someone as despicable as me doesn’t deserve Chu Xianning.”

“Master has always been very good to me, never neglecting me since I was little, and yet I am a despicable thief, coveting his own Master every day.”

Jiang Huai slowly stood up.

“Actually, I’ve never been afraid, but maybe I really shouldn’t be so selfish, I shouldn’t want Master to bear these worldly views and slanders with me. In the future, I will work hard on my cultivation, and if I become a tenth realm immortal, maybe Master won’t have to worry about any worldly prejudices.”

Jiang Huai gently extinguished the light from the glowstone and left the room.

The room was plunged into darkness, and Chu Xianning slowly opened her eyes, her long lashes glistening with a hint of moisture, like dew on flower petals.

The footsteps in the dark grew fainter, then suddenly quickened and came closer.

“No wait, I’m a little scoundrel. I can’t miss such a good opportunity, I still have to steal a kiss.”

Chu Xianning hurriedly closed her eyes.

Jiang Huai approached the bedside, bent down, and gently kissed Chu Xianning’s tender lips.

“It’s sweet! Sleep well, Master, goodnight.”

After saying that, Jiang Huai, like a guilty thief, quickly slipped away.

Chu Xianning’s fingertips clutched the bedsheet tightly, her teeth biting down.

…This little scoundrel!