Zhu Xian: The way of heaven collapses, and I only have one sword!

Chapter 42: Take "Naiqi" ​​and sleep in each other's arms!

Chen Qiye looked at the seven-tailed centipede carefully, thinking about how to maximize its capabilities. Just as he was thinking, Lu Xueqi's figure appeared not far away. She looked concerned and walked towards him quickly.

"Qi Ye, why did you take so long? I was worried about you." Lu Xueqi said as they walked.

After hearing Lu Xueqi's voice, Chen Qiye subconsciously put the seven-tailed centipede in his hand into his sleeve. His movements were agile and stealthy. He slowly turned around, a gentle smile on his face, and walked towards Lu Xueqi who was walking quickly.

Lu Xueqi walked over to Chen Qiye and studied his face carefully, frowning slightly, full of worry: "You just woke up not long ago, why are you running around everywhere? Are you feeling unwell?"

Chen Qiye smiled and held her hand, squeezing it gently to indicate that he was fine: "Don't worry, Qi'er, I'm much better now. I came out to get some fresh air and take care of some things."

Lu Xueqi nodded slightly, but the worry in her heart had not completely dissipated. She looked up at Chen Qiye, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "I saw you talking with Master and the others for a long time. Master...did he say anything?"

There was a subtle hint of nervousness in her voice. After all, she had become a Taoist partner with Chen Qiye without his permission. She was worried that her master Shuiyue would be dissatisfied with Chen Qiye, and she was also afraid that her master still had a grudge against their relationship.

"Uncle Shuiyue gave you to me and told you not to go back tonight." Chen Qiye said.

When Lu Xueqi heard this, her cheeks flushed instantly. She spat softly and said angrily, "You are talking nonsense again. My master would never say that."

Seeing Lu Xueqi's reaction, Chen Qiye's smile widened. He took Lu Xueqi's hand and shook it gently, then said in a deliberately serious tone, "Really? How could I lie to you? Uncle Shuiyue also said that we should support each other in the future, and he also asked me to protect you." As he spoke, he moved slightly closer to Lu Xueqi, his nose almost touching hers. "I see, isn't this like you're putting yourself in my hands with confidence?"

Lu Xueqi's heartbeat quickened as she listened to Chen Qiye's words. A blush spread from her cheeks to her ears. She tilted her head slightly to avoid Chen Qiye's fiery gaze and whispered, "Even if Master really said that, you must not slack off."

How could Lu Xueqi not know that Chen Qiye was teasing her? But looking at the face in front of her, which had a sly yet gentle smile, she felt a mixture of shyness and sweetness in her heart, and she was reluctant to expose this beauty.

"Let's go back." Chen Qiye nodded and said.

The two of them walked hand in hand slowly towards the courtyard behind the Yuqing Palace. Along the way, Lu Xueqi lowered her head slightly, and Chen Qiye turned his head from time to time to look at her slightly red face, with a satisfied smile on his lips.

Back in the courtyard, the afterglow of the setting sun had dyed the entire yard a warm orange. Lu Xueqi gently broke away from Chen Qiye's hand, walked to the window, looked at the sunset in the sky, and said softly: "Qiye, it's been a while since the Seven Clans Martial Arts Competition ended. It's time for me to go back to Xiaozhu Peak."

"My injuries haven't healed yet. Qi'er, are you really willing to leave me alone in the courtyard?" Seeing this, Chen Qiye quickly found an excuse.

Lu Xueqi turned around and looked at Chen Qiye, her eyes full of entanglement. She knew that Chen Qiye was deliberately acting like a spoiled child, but seeing him pretending to be pitiful, she couldn't bear it.

"You're such a grown-up, yet you're still acting like a child." Lu Xueqi sighed softly, her eyes filled with tenderness. "Well, I'll stay with you for a while longer. When your injuries are fully healed, I'll return to Xiaozhu Peak."

Lu Xueqi obviously underestimated Chen Qiye's bottom line. It was not until the evening that she realized a problem, that is, there was only one room in this courtyard where Chen Qiye lived. Her cheeks instantly flushed again, her eyes were a little flustered, and she subconsciously bit her lower lip, avoiding looking at Chen Qiye.

Although the two are now Taoist companions, only seven days have passed, and Chen Qiye has been in a state of serious injury and coma during these seven days. After Lu Xueqi realized this problem, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and her hands unconsciously tugged at the corners of her clothes.

Seeing her so shy, Chen Qiye's heart was full of tenderness, but he also teased her deliberately, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and said with a bit of mischief: "Qier, it's late, go to bed early." As he said that, he walked to the bedside carelessly, sat down, and patted the empty space next to him.

Lu Xueqi glared at him and said angrily, "Qi Ye...you...you go to sleep first, I'll sit for a while." She turned and walked to the table, picked up the "One Sword Frosts Fourteen States" that Chen Qiye had created for her, trying to calm her panicked heartbeat, but the words on the bamboo slips looked like garbled code in her eyes and she couldn't read it at all.

Chen Qiye didn't force himself and lay down on his own, pulling the quilt over himself, but his eyes were fixed on Lu Xueqi. The moonlight shone on her through the window, outlining her slender figure, like a beautiful painting. Chen Qiye was stunned and forgot to speak for a moment.

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Xueqi secretly raised her eyes and saw that Chen Qiye seemed to be asleep. She then gently put down the book, tiptoed to the bed, hesitated for a long time, then gently lifted a corner of the quilt and slowly lay down on her side. She faced away from Chen Qiye, her body tense like a fully drawn bow, and even her breathing became unconsciously light, for fear of making any sound.

The moonlight was like water, pouring through the window onto the bed, outlining the contours of the two people. Lu Xueqi could clearly feel the breath of Chen Qiye beside her. The warm breath seemed to carry an inexplicable power, making her heart more and more flustered. She closed her eyes tightly, trying to calm herself down, but her mind couldn't help but emerge with every bit of their time together, and her cheeks became hotter and hotter.

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Xueqi's tense nerves gradually relaxed, and her breathing became even and gentle. However, Chen Qiye was not really asleep. After sensing that Lu Xueqi was no longer so nervous, he gently turned over, quietly extended his arm, and slowly embraced Lu Xueqi in his arms.

Lu Xueqi's body stiffened instantly, and her nerves that had just relaxed tensed again. Her breathing became rapid. She wanted to break free, but she was still attached to the warm embrace. There was a hint of shyness and panic in her voice as she whispered softly, "Qi Ye..." "Qier, if you move, it will hurt my wound." Chen Qiye said calmly.

Lu Xueqi's initial attempts to struggle froze upon hearing this, her body still stiff. She felt both embarrassed and anxious, yet helpless. She bit her lower lip, her cheeks burning so hot they practically bled. She could only let Chen Qiye hold her in his arms.

Chen Qiye felt the softness of the beauty in his arms, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile of success. He gently rested his chin on the top of Lu Xueqi's head and said softly: "Qier, don't be afraid, I just want to hold you and have a good sleep."

Listening to his steady heartbeat, Lu Xueqi's panic gradually subsided a little, but her cheeks were still hot. She moved her body slightly, wanting to adjust to a more comfortable position, but was afraid of really affecting Chen Qiye's wound, so she could only maintain the awkward posture, not daring to move.

As the night deepened, the moonlight became brighter and brighter, shining into the house through the window. After an unknown amount of time, Lu Xueqi's tense body finally relaxed completely, and she fell asleep in Chen Qiye's warm embrace.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning came through the window and sprinkled on the bed. Lu Xueqi woke up slowly and saw Chen Qiye's face so close to her. His eyebrows and eyes still had some sleepiness, but he was still handsome.

Lu Xueqi then remembered what happened last night, and her cheeks flushed again. She carefully tried to break free from Chen Qiye's arms, but found that his arms were like iron hoops, tightly holding her.

"Qi Ye, are you awake?" Lu Xueqi asked softly, with a hint of shyness in her voice.

Chen Qiye raised the corners of his mouth slightly, pretending to have just woken up. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at Lu Xueqi in his arms with a smile in his eyes: "Qier, good morning." As he said that, he deliberately kissed her on the forehead.

Lu Xueqi's face turned even redder. She never thought that she would actually stay overnight at Chen Qiye's place because of her soft-heartedness. He even hugged her so tightly and stole a kiss from her when she was off guard.

"You..." Lu Xueqi was embarrassed and annoyed. She wanted to push Chen Qiye away, but she was worried about hurting his wound. She was really being held tightly by Chen Qiye: "Qiye... let me go quickly, or I will go back to Xiaozhu Peak today..."

Chen Qiye listened to Lu Xueqi's words, which were filled with shame, anger, and half threats. Instead of letting go, he hugged her even tighter, with a sly smile on his face. "Qier, are you willing to go back to Xiaozhu Peak so soon, leaving me all alone? My injuries haven't fully healed yet. If something happens again, are you really worried?"

Lu Xueqi was furious and anxious, but seeing Chen Qiye pretending to be pitiful, she swallowed back the harsh words on her lips and could only sigh helplessly, "You only know how to use this injury to trick me."

Chen Qiye just smiled. After all, his injuries had almost healed. Seeing that Lu Xueqi was helpless, he didn't intend to let go of the opportunity to tease her. He buried his head in the crook of Lu Xueqi's neck and rubbed it gently, saying in a coquettish tone, "Qier, if you go back to Xiaozhu Peak, I will definitely not be able to eat or sleep well. My injuries may even get worse."

"Scoundrel." Lu Xueqi was both infuriated and amused by Chen Qiye's scoundrel behavior. She gently punched his chest and scolded him, "Where has your usual composure gone?"

"Is it possible that my usual calmness is just a disguise, and the me now is my true self?" Chen Qiye smiled and then let go of Lu Xueqi.

Lu Xueqi breathed a sigh of relief, sat up and tidied her messy hair. The blush on her face had not completely faded yet.

Chen Qiye looked at Lu Xueqi's slightly red cheeks, stood up gently, kissed Lu Xueqi on the forehead, and said with a smile: "Qier, I'm going to wash up."

Lu Xueqi spat softly, turned her head away, and whispered, "Go quickly and come back soon."

Chen Qiye walked out of the room, the sun shining on his body, making him feel warm. He turned and came to the bathroom next to the courtyard, pushed the door open and walked in. The bathroom was filled with steam and heat. A huge wooden barrel was filled with hot water.

He took off his clothes and stepped into the wooden barrel. The hot water wrapped around Chen Qiye's body, making him unable to help but let out a comfortable sigh. He reached out to scoop up the hot water and poured it on his shoulders. The water droplets slid down his tight muscles, splashing tiny ripples on the water surface.

Just as Chen Qiye was enjoying this moment of comfort in the bathroom, suddenly, a series of light footsteps came from the courtyard, approaching the bathroom. Then, a familiar spiritual power fluctuation came. Chen Qiye's mouth curled up slightly and he whispered, "Qier, is that you?"

Outside the bathroom, Lu Xueqi heard Chen Qiye's voice and her cheeks flushed instantly. She bit her lower lip and hesitated for a moment before whispering, "Qiye, I... I brought you some clothes to change into."

Chen Qiye felt a surge of warmth in his heart when he heard this. He smiled and replied, "Then I'll trouble Qi'er. Just put it at the door."

After taking a deep breath, Lu Xueqi slowly walked to the bathroom door, gently put down the clothes in her hands, turned around and walked towards the stone table in the courtyard. After sitting down on the stone chair, her fingers unconsciously stroked the table surface.

(End of this chapter)