Dao Companion Crippled, Coveters Move

"Ah, you're Junior Sister Xiaoling!"

A clear, bright voice suddenly cut in.

Ye Liyuan glided over, her steps light and graceful. The flutter of her skirt carried a delicate fragrance.

Her eyes curved into crescents and a sweet smile graced her lips as she stood intimately beside Pei Yuhang.

"I feel like I remember you. Since you and Ah Han are so close, please, don't worry and just accept it."

At the sight of Ye Liyuan approaching, Fan Lingling's hand trembled violently, her fingertips spasming uncontrollably.

She quickly lowered her gaze, hiding the complex emotions that flashed in her eyes. "Alright, thank you, Fairy Ye..."

"..."

Pei Yuhang keenly noticed Fan Lingling's reaction.

Though her reaction wasn't overly dramatic, Pei Yuhang could still tell—she was afraid of Liyuan!

'Liyuan, just what... are you?'

He narrowed his eyes, his gaze involuntarily turning to the Dao Companion beside him.

'This... lover who has slept beside me for countless nights.'

Facing his scrutinizing gaze, Ye Liyuan still smiled, bright and innocent.

She blinked, her eyes so clear you could see to their depths, like a mountain spring untainted by the world. Even the curve of her lips was perfectly angled to display her innocence and concern.

"What's wrong, Ah Han?"

"Liyuan, you..."

Pei Yuhang's voice caught in his throat, and he couldn't speak.

Because Ye Liyuan's reaction was too natural, with no sign of pretense or affectation.

This even made Pei Yuhang wonder if his own assumptions were wrong.

After all, Pei Yuhang had been with Shang Miaoyan for thirty years; when it came to the disguises of a bad woman, he of all people should know best.

'The Dao Companion before me... no matter how I look at her, she's just a sweet, good woman!'

At this moment, Pei Yuhang hesitated.

'Both reason and emotion are telling me to stop here.'

'Don't investigate any further.'

'Confronting Liyuan with Fan Lingling, telling my own Dao Companion that I have these terrible suspicions about her...'

'That would leave a huge, irreparable scar on my love with Liyuan, on our life together as Dao Companions!'

'So, I should stop here.'

'Don't investigate any further...'

"Master?"

A soft call brought Pei Yuhang back to his senses.

He looked toward the entrance and saw two young women with distinctly different temperaments entering the pharmacy. It was his disciples, Qing Yueqiu and Yu Xiaoyan.

At this moment, Pei Yuhang felt as if a great weight had been lifted, as if he had finally been given an out.

He looked at his smiling Dao Companion and said, "Liyuan, let's head back for now..."

"Alright."

Ye Liyuan nodded and took the initiative to take Pei Yuhang's hand.

At the pharmacy entrance, Yu Xiaoyan watched as her master's wife took her master's hand, and they said goodbye to the shopkeeper together.

She tilted her head and whispered to her senior sister, "Senior Sister, don't you think our master and his wife are acting a little strange today?"

Qing Yueqiu looked at her brilliantly smiling master's wife and the silent Pei Yuhang.

She pursed her lips and murmured, "Master seems... less happy with her than he used to be."

Yu Xiaoyan was shocked to hear this. She lowered her voice suspiciously and said, "Senior Sister, that's a disloyal thing to say!

Could it be that you want to replace her?!"

Seeing that Yu Xiaoyan was still testing her, Qing Yueqiu rolled her eyes speechlessly and stopped talking to her.

'I already hold a unique place in Master's heart. Why would I need to compete with his wife over anything?'

'No matter who his wife is... I will always be Pei Yuhang's favorite eldest disciple.'

...

...

The night was black as ink. The Cold Palace Sword Mansion was draped in a blanket of silver, and the pure white moonlight pierced through the swirling snowflakes, scattering slivers of silver into the room through the window.

"Oh my, we were out all day. I'm absolutely beat."

Ye Liyuan stretched lazily, her slender waist tracing an alluring curve in the moonlight.

She deliberately slowed her movements, allowing her light, gauzy robes to slide down with the stretch, revealing one of her shoulders, as smooth and lustrous as fine white jade.

Seeing Pei Yuhang still silently wiping his longsword, she pouted her cherry lips in dissatisfaction, a sly glint flashing in her eyes.

"Ah Han~" she cooed, dragging out the sound as she sidled up to Pei Yuhang like a nimble cat.

"Ah Han, since when did you become so unromantic?"

As she spoke, she suddenly lifted one of her long, slender legs, the tip of her pale foot tapping lightly on Pei Yuhang's knee.

Her slender ankle gleamed like a pearl under the light, her rounded toes playfully curling and uncurling, as if performing a silent, inviting dance for Pei Yuhang.

"Won't you give your favorite Dao Companion a little massage?"

Ye Liyuan tilted her head, deliberately making her voice soft and sweet. Her gaze was flirtatious. "Ah Han is the best at taking care of his Dao Companion, isn't he?"

After a moment of silence, Pei Yuhang took hold of her restless, wiggling toes and began to massage them.

"Aah~ that feels so good. Ah Han gives the best massages..."

Ye Liyuan sighed deeply, a look of reminiscence flashing in her beautiful eyes.

"Ah Han, do you remember when you used to be my senior brother?"

"Back then, I'd often get cramps from my sword practice... Whenever I was in discomfort,

you would always give me a massage."

"Your massages felt so good that, later on, I started injuring myself on purpose just so you would rub my muscles... That's how things between us started to get a little ambiguous~"

A shy blush appeared on Ye Liyuan's pretty face, and she stuck her tongue out at Pei Yuhang.

"..."

Pei Yuhang's hands paused for a moment, then he continued massaging Liyuan.

However, the pads of his fingers subtly increased their force, pressing down on an acupoint on Ye Liyuan's arch with deliberate pressure.

"Hiss—"

Caught off guard, Ye Liyuan sucked in a sharp breath, her instep suddenly arching like a crescent moon.

She propped herself up on her elbows and huffed petulantly at Ah Han, "You meanie, Ah Han! I confess to you, and you punish me for it! I'm not telling you any more secrets ever again!"

"Honestly, we're already Dao Companions. Even if I used some petty tricks in the past, you should forgive me..."

"Sorry."

Pei Yuhang looked at the red mark on his Dao Companion's small, fair foot where he had pressed too hard and felt that he had indeed used too much force just now.

"I'll go get some ice water for you to soak it in."

As Pei Yuhang spoke, he was about to get up but was pulled back by a pair of jade-like arms.

"Ah Han, we can worry about my foot later..."

Ye Liyuan's thin lips drew close to Pei Yuhang's earlobe, her soft, seductive voice seeping into his ear canal like fine rain, making Pei Yuhang's back tingle.

"Ah Han, we haven't been intimate in a long time... Yesterday you said you were tired, but what about today?"

"We... still need to hurry up and have a baby. Now that my cultivation has reached Divinity Transformation, the chances of conceiving should be much higher. We can't miss this opportunity, you know."

As Ye Liyuan spoke, she leaned down and pushed Pei Yuhang down onto the bed, her thin lips tentatively circling his neck.

Feeling his Dao Companion's kisses and passion.

Pei Yuhang closed his eyes, just about to respond—

'Ye Liyuan? I don't know anything about her! Palace Master Pei, stop asking me!'

'I don't understand what you're talking about, Palace Master Pei. Please leave.'

'Don't... Don't mention her!'

The panicked voices of the people he had visited during the day echoed in his mind as if through a megaphone, reverberating endlessly.

One image after another flashed by like a kaleidoscope.

Ultimately, the images settled on Fan Lingling's trembling fingertips.

"Wait—"

He suddenly let out a low cry, like a drowning person finally breaking the surface of the water. He abruptly raised his hands to press against Ye Liyuan's shoulders, pushing the beauty before him away.

"Ah Han, you... what are you doing? You..."

Ye Liyuan stumbled back from his push, her disheveled black hair covering half of her face.

She slowly raised her head, her eyes a mixture of shock and hurt, her pouted cherry lips trembling with a deep sense of grievance.

"Are you... disgusted with me?"

Pei Yuhang turned his face away, not daring to look directly into his Dao Companion's pitiful gaze.

His Adam's apple bobbed, his voice terribly hoarse. "Sorry, Liyuan... I'm not disgusted with you."

He raised a hand to press on his faintly aching brow. His fingertips were cold, but his voice was forced calm. "It's just... I've recently been practicing a special Cultivation Technique that forbids intimacy with women."

After a pause, he added, "Tonight... I'll go to the Cold Spring to meditate. Let's sleep separately."

Hearing that Pei Yuhang wanted to sleep separately from her, Ye Liyuan's face instantly turned deathly pale.

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