Lu Xiaochan heard this and became unhappy.
“I’m not irritated because of the yang ginseng! I’m clearly irritated because of you!”
“Me?” Shu Wuxi lowered his head again, as if deep in thought.
Lu Xiaochan looked at his usually cold eyes, which appeared more gentle and elegant due to his lowered eyelids. His heart felt like a small claw was scratching inside.
“Zhang Wutian is on the second floor, and the good show is about to begin! Will you take me up? Otherwise, I’ll go up myself!”
Lu Xiaochan turned to walk away, thinking to himself that watching alone wouldn’t be interesting – of course it would be more fun to watch with Shu Wuxi!
Moreover, he didn’t believe Shu Wuxi would let him go in alone to watch someone else’s ” *** moment”!
Sure enough, before Lu Xiaochan could reach the main entrance, Shu Wuxi had already embraced him and easily leaped to the second floor.
His foot landed on the railing without a sound or the slightest shake.
Lu Xiaochan secretly snickered.
On this floor, almost every room had its doors and windows closed, yet it couldn’t block out the seductive sounds.
From behind the paper windows came whispering breaths and playful teasing, uncertain whether they were feigned or truly passionate. Lu Xiaochan couldn’t help but nudge close to Shu Wuxi’s shoulder.
Shu Wuxi’s throat tightened, and he glanced sideways at Lu Xiaochan.
Lu Xiaochan made a gesture to be quiet.
Shu Wuxi spoke. “They can’t see or hear us.”
Lu Xiaochan was momentarily stunned. How could he have forgotten? Shu Wuxi’s cultivation was so high that his illusion techniques could deceive the entire world.
Lu Xiaochan became bolder, taking steps directly to Zhang Wutian’s side room.
At that moment, another young official in white, with fair skin, was brought in by the manager of the establishment.
When the door opened, Lu Xiaochan slipped inside.
He turned back and found Shu Wuxi still standing there, so he quickly grabbed and pulled him in.
The people inside truly couldn’t see them.
At that moment, Zhang Wutian sat with his legs crossed, looking impatient, his foot twitching. Lu Xiaochan observed his inner chamber – his faint spiritual energy seemed like it was burning.
Lu Xiaochan couldn’t help muttering. “I think this pig-head is the one burning with rage! More provocative than eating a whole tub of yang ginseng!”
He walked in front of Zhang Wutian, gesturing for a while. His fist was nearly touching Zhang Wutian’s nose, yet this guy showed no reaction.
After the white-clad young official entered, the manager introduced him to Zhang Wutian. “This is Su Qin, newly arrived at our establishment. Look at his bearing, his fingers are long and white! He’s best at playing the qin. Why not let Su Qin entertain you?”
Lu Xiaochan actually leaned close to Su Qin, lowered his head to look at his hands, and then clicked his tongue and shook his head.
“These hands aren’t very good-looking!”
Far worse than Brother Wuxi’s!
Lu Xiaochan suddenly felt cold, shivered, and hugged his arms. When he turned back, he saw Shu Wuxi’s face was completely dark, like an ice sculpture.
His back was tense, his hands clenched into fists, his eyelids seeming to droop as if suppressing something.
Lu Xiaochan suddenly felt a bit scared and swallowed. But then he thought, he didn’t want to be afraid of Shu Wuxi.
Zhang Wutian abruptly pulled Su Qin in front of him, looking left and right, still very dissatisfied.
He pushed forcefully, and Su Qin fell, almost crashing into Lu Xiaochan, who was watching the drama.
“With an appearance that falls at a mere breeze, how can I be satisfied! I prefer someone more spirited! Someone who looks clever and quick-witted, with a touch of innocence! What common people are these! If you don’t find someone suitable to accompany me, I’ll slash your entire establishment with one sword!”
Lu Xiaochan covered his stomach and laughed heartily, pointing at Zhang Wutian’s head and asking Shu Wuxi, “Could he really slash the entire establishment with one sword?”
Unexpectedly, Shu Wuxi’s spiritual energy was tightly strung and repressed, seeming ready to collapse at any moment.
“What… what’s wrong with you…” Lu Xiaochan moved forward and tugged at Shu Wuxi’s sleeve.
“He dared to harbor wicked thoughts about you.”
This was the first time Lu Xiaochan heard Shu Wuxi speak with such a grinding, teeth-clenching voice.
His spiritual energy was ready to transform into countless sharp spiritual blades and completely obliterate Zhang Wutian.
“You… are you saying he was dissatisfied… that his dissatisfaction… was because he wanted… wanted…” Lu Xiaochan pointed at himself.
Then another youth named Yun Yi entered, with bright almond-shaped eyes.
Before the manager could introduce him, Zhang Wutian waved his hand, indicating no need for further explanation.
“Smile for this Immortal lord!”
Yun Yi curved his lips, with a seductive glint at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
Lu Xiaochan couldn’t help but clap. “This is good! This is good! Innocent when not smiling, but alluring when he does!”
Unexpectedly, Shu Wuxi reached from behind and covered Lu Xiaochan’s eyes, pulling him back a step.
Lu Xiaochan then realized that his phrase “alluring when he smiles” made Shu Wuxi mistakenly think Yun Yi had charmed him.
Lu Xiaochan elbowed Shu Wuxi from behind. “I meant he could captivate Zhang Wutian’s soul!”
It turned out Zhang Wutian’s taste was more sophisticated than Lu Xiaochan imagined.
“Smiling so improperly! It offends my eyes!”
Yun Yi’s eyes turned red with grievance. The manager signaled, and he could only turn and leave.
Zhang Wutian grew increasingly impatient, smashing his teacup. “Weren’t you supposed to have the most distinguished young companions in this establishment? Is this what you call distinguished?”
Lu Xiaochan scratched his chin and whispered. “What kind of demeanor is he looking for?”
“Like yours,” Shu Wuxi answered.
His voice was like an ice pick, cold enough to make one shiver.
“I at least… have some cultivation… These companions don’t cultivate, they don’t even have an elixir core… No spiritual energy, how could they look as good as me…”
After saying this, Lu Xiaochan felt somewhat vain.
At that moment, the manager brought in another fair-skinned companion. Though wearing coarse linen clothes like a servant in the establishment, he had an unlimited spring-like charm when he smiled, without being servile.
Zhang Wutian’s eyes lit up, and he immediately pulled the person onto the bed, not even having time to lower the bed curtains, seemingly having held back for a long time.
The manager quickly retreated, while the linen-clad youth looked terrified, staring blankly with pitiful eyes.
Lu Xiaochan was stunned… He didn’t know if the companion resembled him, but he heard Zhang Wutian growl. “Daring to suppress me with a sword formation! I’ll make you never rise again!”
Zhang Wutian was extremely vicious. The scene shocked Lu Xiaochan, who stepped back half a step. Pale blue powder on Zhang Wutian’s back began to sparkle.
The companion on the bed cried out in terror and begged for mercy, which only made Zhang Wutian more brutal. Shu Wuxi shot out a spiritual light, about to pierce through his brain, but Lu Xiaochan blocked it.
Shu Wuxi looked up at Lu Xiaochan, his eyes already threaded with blood vessels.
He truly wanted Zhang Wutian dead.
“Death would be too easy for him. Of course, he should suffer between life and death,” Lu Xiaochan’s expression turned cold.
He sneered, thinking this pig dared to have such inappropriate thoughts about him, enough to make him want to vomit.
As soon as the words fell, the powder on Zhang Wutian’s body seemed to ignite, burrowing deep into his flesh.
“Ah… Ah!” Zhang Wutian tumbled from the bed, rolling on the ground.
He wanted to look at his back but was too obese to even turn his head to see his own shoulders.
“Save me! Bring cold water…Quick!” Zhang Wutian roared.
The companion on the bed tumbled down, quickly grabbing the nearby washbasin and splashing water on Zhang Wutian’s back.
After a loud splash, Zhang Wutian was in a miserable state, but the medicinal powder remained completely unaffected, with the bite marks becoming even more distinct.
Zhang Wutian was drenched in cold sweat, unable to even cry out, lying on the ground barely alive.
Lu Xiaochan walked over and discovered the powder had left scars on his back, penetrating deep into the bone, blood obscuring the wounds…
In his heart, he wanted to rush back to Tailing Pavilion and beat Kunwu to a pulp!
He still remembered his previous conversation with Kunwu.
Kunwu had said, “Little thing, if Shu Wuxi bullies you, just sprinkle this powder on him.”
Lu Xiaochan had then asked, not understanding, “What’s this powder for? Why would Shu Wuxi bully me?”
Kunwu replied. “This powder is extraordinary. Once desire is stirred, it’ll burrow into the skin, itching to the point of maddening!”
Looking at the current situation, what a damn maddening itch indeed!
If Lu Xiaochan had actually sprinkled it on Shu Wuxi, he would have died from heartache!
Zhang Wutian continued rolling on the ground, his back burning with a charred smell.
Damn, it was good they tried it on this pig!
Otherwise, even if a tiny bit landed on a strand of Shu Wuxi’s hair, Lu Xiaochan would have been heartbroken to the point of smoking!
Lu Xiaochan heard Shu Wuxi turning to leave and hurriedly chased after him.
Zhang Wutian, suffering unbearable pain, and the companion didn’t notice the door mysteriously opening.
Shu Wuxi’s footsteps were heavy and fast. Lu Xiaochan knew he was truly angry!
“Brother Wuxi!” Lu Xiaochan caught up and grabbed Shu Wuxi’s waistband.
Shu Wuxi suddenly turned, his spiritual energy wrapped in a cold and harsh pressure, nearly making Lu Xiaochan lose his footing.
Those eyes were like cold winter stars, freezing Lu Xiaochan to the point of cracking.
Lu Xiaochan was about to instinctively retreat, his fingertips just leaving Shu Wuxi’s waistband, when Shu Wuxi suddenly grabbed his wrist and yanked it upward.
“Is this what you snuck out in the middle of the night to see!”
His spiritual energy transformed into a biting cold wind, sweeping through the corridor and throwing the people who had been sent to Zhang Wutian’s room.
Lu Xiaochan’s wrist was pulled over his head, his bones nearly crushed. He winced, his eyes and eyebrows scrunched together, standing on tiptoe to prevent his arm from dislocating.
“I… I didn’t expect the powder’s effect wasn’t just to make someone itchy… but to be so vicious…”
Shu Wuxi lowered Lu Xiaochan’s hand. Before Lu Xiaochan could breathe a sigh of relief, his arm was twisted behind his back, even more painful than when pulled overhead.
“Brother Wuxi, what are you doing!”
Having eaten too much pig’s blood soup cooked with yang ginseng tonight, being irritable was wrong! But Shu Wuxi hadn’t been angry before. Why was he burning with rage after coming to this establishment?
“You came here to let me see how Zhang Wutian harbored wicked thoughts about you! How he pressed someone similar to you underneath him at will!”
Shu Wuxi moved forward, Lu Xiaochan retreated, taking three steps back. Shu Wuxi’s hard palm pressed down, forcing Lu Xiaochan back into his embrace.
This time, Lu Xiaochan was truly hurt.
His wrist hurt, his spine hurt, his chest hurt.
But Lu Xiaochan suddenly understood the reason for Shu Wuxi’s anger.
“What… that… did that companion look so much like me?”
Lu Xiaochan had never known what he looked like. Now he regretted not taking a few more looks at that companion, just as if looking in a mirror.
“He’s not even a ten-thousandth of you! But I knew exactly what Zhang Wutian was thinking!”
“You weren’t as shameless as him. How do you know what he was thinking…”
Lu Xiaochan hesitated, perhaps Shu Wuxi truly didn’t understand the concept of shame.
“How do you know I couldn’t think of something? Maybe I could be a thousand times more shameless than him!”
Shu Wuxi rarely spoke so much. His words were ground out, biting and bone-chilling.
His voice had always carried a bone-penetrating coldness, but never before had his suppressed emotions been so audible.
Shu Wuxi’s expression held an extremely restrained madness, like an impenetrable evil cloud, overwhelming and destructive.
Lu Xiaochan stared blankly at him, instinctively asking, “What were you thinking…”
Lu Xiaochan completely didn’t expect Shu Wuxi to suddenly press down on him. He was extremely nostalgic for the feeling of his lips, but when Shu Wuxi kissed him, he forcefully pried open his lips with an explosive momentum, entering without any restraint. Lu Xiaochan’s mind went blank.
He had imagined countless times how Shu Wuxi might kiss him again.
A gentle touch like a dragonfly skimming water.
Forcefully yet inclusively wrapping around his tongue tip.
Hooking his heart, drawing him to respond.
…None of these were true.
Shu Wuxi’s tongue pressed against Lu Xiaochan’s palate, almost sucking his tongue tip until it bled.
For the first time, Lu Xiaochan trembled in Shu Wuxi’s embrace, a fear of being destroyed surging in his heart.
It was a long-suppressed obsession, like a wild beast. The moment Lu Xiaochan moved, Shu Wuxi pressed down on the back of his head.
Every angle of his turned face was a desperate entanglement, as if trying to possess Lu Xiaochan in every possible way.
But Lu Xiaochan preferred the previous kiss.
Lighter, slower… wouldn’t that be good?
Lu Xiaochan used all his spiritual power to try pushing Shu Wuxi away, just wanting to say something.
But this resistance made Shu Wuxi’s embrace tighten even more, the kiss’s intensity seeming to want to suck out Lu Xiaochan’s elixir core.
Lu Xiaochan’s steps were unsteady, tiptoing, wanting to stand firm but forced by Shu Wuxi to tilt his chin to match his height.
Shu Wuxi’s steps were chaotic. Because of Lu Xiaochan’s spiritual power trying to break free, he forcefully endured the spiritual shock, stepping back several steps and crashing into the second-floor corridor’s railing.
The spiritual energy cracked the railing. As Shu Wuxi leaned against it, he fell with Lu Xiaochan in his arms.
He could have landed easily, but he didn’t care about anything, only kissing him with all his might.
Lu Xiaochan’s jaw and cheeks were sore from Shu Wuxi’s frenzy.
A splash sounded, and they fell together into the central courtyard’s rockery pool, splashing water everywhere.
Surrounding guests were stunned, seeing only water splashes but nothing falling.
Gurgling water sounds arose, completely submerging them.
Countless scattered water foam flew past his eyes, reflecting the establishment’s dim lights.
When Shu Wuxi’s back hit the pool bottom, Lu Xiaochan still lay on top of him, his mind a blank white, nothing present.
Shu Wuxi lifted one hand to prop up his upper body, sitting at the pool’s edge.
Lu Xiaochan struggled to rise, first pressing down on Shu Wuxi’s chest to straighten his back, his head emerging from the water, and he began coughing.
When he opened his eyes to look at Shu Wuxi, he found his hands supporting Shu Wuxi’s cheeks, lowered so he could see him clearly.
Shu Wuxi looked up at Lu Xiaochan, his spiritual energy outlining his wet hair, winding and sticking to his forehead. His eyelashes were probably wet, hanging low. Looking at him, Lu Xiaochan saw seven parts tenderness and three parts soul-stealing charm.
Lu Xiaochan just swallowed, then lowered his head in this position, kissing Shu Wuxi’s eye corner repeatedly, not feeling satisfied, his tongue tip tracing back and forth along Shu Wuxi’s eyelashes.
“Xiaochan…”
Shu Wuxi’s voice was like a burning coal in the midst of midwinter snow and ice. With a “snap” sound, Lu Xiaochan’s remaining rationality completely shattered.
He kissed Shu Wuxi’s lips, his tongue moving wildly as he pleased. It was so soft and delicate, yet carried the willfulness and sharpness of a young man, like a light cavalry passing through – unpredictable yet unstoppable.
Shu Wuxi tilted back his chin, gradually shifting from passivity to gently responding to Lu Xiaochan. Lu Xiaochan was kissed into a daze, and the arm that had been supporting himself beside Shu Wuxi lost its strength, falling back into Shu Wuxi’s embrace.
The original gentleness gradually became impatient and insatiable.
Lu Xiaochan could barely catch his breath. As he propped himself on Shu Wuxi’s shoulder and tried to turn his face, he was firmly pressed back, entangled until exhausted.
Lu Xiaochan was almost about to faint from the kissing, and he let out a whimpering sound.
Shu Wuxi finally loosened slightly, and their lips parted for a moment. Lu Xiaochan finally took a breath, his entire being in a haze.
Before he could regain his senses, Shu Wuxi pulled him down, kissing him again with long-awaited desire and joy.
The people around still did not know what had happened. Some left to continue enjoying themselves, while others wanted to know what had fallen into the pool and reached in to fish it out.
“Ah—” That person screamed and fell to the ground.
“The water is hot! It’s hot!”
“Impossible! Look, your hand is fine!” Someone did not believe it and reached in to test the water, then quickly withdrew their hand.
“It really is hot!”
People discussed it around them. Shu Wuxi regained a bit of clarity in the noise and abruptly pushed Lu Xiaochan away from his embrace.
Lu Xiaochan fell to one side and got up, feeling a sense of loss in his heart.
Just moments ago, he had felt like he was going to die from being kissed breathless, and now he was thinking about Shu Wuxi’s gentleness and forcefulness.
He turned his face and saw Shu Wuxi’s chest, suppressed yet unbearable, with eyes tightly closed, as if trying to calm his breathing and ardent desire.
“Brother Wuxi…”
Lu Xiaochan reached out and tugged at his sleeve.
“Just now… the bone-clinging cold garment almost dissolved…” Shu Wuxi’s voice was still tense.
He slightly tilted his chin, his neck stretched like a string, as if Lu Xiaochan’s slightest touch would cause it to break.
“It… didn’t dissolve, right?”
No wonder people had said the water was hot.
“Not yet…”
As soon as Shu Wuxi finished speaking, Lu Xiaochan eagerly pounced again.
“Since it hasn’t dissolved, let me kiss you again!”
Lu Xiaochan probed between Shu Wuxi’s lips, entangling and teasing. Shu Wuxi’s back tensed again, and the force of his embrace suddenly increased, almost taking Lu Xiaochan’s life.
Lu Xiaochan liked lying in this pool, though he did not know if Shu Wuxi liked it.
They were surrounded by various sounds of pleasure from inside the pavilion, layer upon layer, like an endless cycle. However, overhead was a night sky dotted with a few stars.
Occasionally, people entwined together passed by, their feelings – both true and false – like a kaleidoscope.
Shu Wuxi pushed Lu Xiaochan away again. He still had his eyes closed, his voice sounding like it had been burned by strong liquor.
“Xiaochan… I can’t help it here…”
“Help what here?” Lu Xiaochan’s eyes brightened, turning around with an impatient look to tug at Shu Wuxi’s waistband. As a result, the loose silver and gold leaves in the waistband clinked and fell into the water.
“Don’t mess around.”
Just two words, implicitly restrained, yet unable to hide his aggression.
“I’m not messing around! Brother Wuxi, look how good the atmosphere is. You want it too, right? Let me do it! I promise to be gentle! I definitely won’t hurt you!”
Lu Xiaochan swallowed, thinking about Shu Wuxi’s toned waist and long legs. How exciting!
Shu Wuxi slowly opened his eyes, looking at the eager Lu Xiaochan beside him. He suddenly grabbed a golden bean from the water and flicked it, which landed precisely on Lu Xiaochan’s forehead.
“Ouch!” Lu Xiaochan looked at Shu Wuxi in confusion. “Why did you hit me?”
You wanted to kiss me!
If kissing is possible, why not do it?
“Let’s go back,” Shu Wuxi stood up, his long robe clinging to him after getting wet.
“I won’t go back,” Lu Xiaochan sat in the pool, refusing to move.
“You deliberately led me here, didn’t you?”
Shu Wuxi lowered his eyes, perfectly seeing Lu Xiaochan’s stubborn little nose.
Lu Xiaochan tilted his head and didn’t answer.
“Xiaochan,” Shu Wuxi’s voice softened.
The way he called his name meant: be good and don’t cause trouble.
Lu Xiaochan then hummed softly. “I wanted you to kiss me…”
“What did you say?”
“Last time we watched that pair of siblings from the Meng family being intimate in the back mountain, you kissed me. I wanted to come here, see all these people being affectionate, thinking you would definitely react…”
Lu Xiaochan stopped talking, feeling embarrassed and even finding himself absurd.
Shu Wuxi leaned down, grabbed Lu Xiaochan’s wrist, and lifted him out of the water.
“I don’t need to look at those people. I still want to kiss you anyway.”
Shu Wuxi’s response made Lu Xiaochan’s eyes widen, with countless little sparrows flapping their wings in his heart.
“Really?”
“Mm.”
Shu Wuxi’s spiritual energy rushed into Lu Xiaochan’s body, surging outward, instantly evaporating the water vapor around him.
