Reborn as a concubine's daughter and entering a noble family: Xie Lang, don't be too seduc

Fellow disciple?

The meaning of "fellow disciples" is...

"What does this mean? Fellow disciples? Could it be... a senior master or a junior master?" Xie Shu wondered, puzzled by his father's implication of fellow disciples.

Since they are from the same school, they must be one of my father's fellow disciples, right?

"I've thought about it too, and I've even considered each of my fellow disciples carefully, but..." Lord Xie had never figured it out over the years. "But I really don't think that my junior sister is too close to any of my fellow disciples."

so... ...

"If there's something going on privately, you'll definitely be extra careful and won't show it in front of others." Xie Shu inexplicably thought of how she first met Sang Hua.

All the memories of Sang Hua flashed before my eyes.

He did indeed fall for Sang Hua...

This happened after Sang Hua and Xie Lin's marriage was arranged.

With his identity already established, it was best not to reveal anything...

Every time he couldn't help but care about Sang Hua, he would be extremely careful, afraid that someone would notice something.

Presumably, my father's junior sister would feel the same way. If she had someone she loved but couldn't be with, she would probably be extra careful in public...

"...Not necessarily," said Lord Xie.

"Not necessarily" means...

Xie Shu felt that her father had probably found some clues about something that he hadn't been able to let go of all these years.

"If it weren't for my fellow disciples, the fellow disciples Master spoke of would probably be..." Lord Xie's lowered eyes revealed a chill.

It's resentment...

That person is probably a fellow disciple of Master.

The person who falls in love with the junior sister is probably Master's...

His anger wasn't because his junior sister had fallen in love with someone, but because that person, knowing her destiny, still interfered in her life. Because of this, his junior sister ultimately married into the palace with a heart full of regret, becoming that desperate queen...

He ultimately died on the day his country fell.

Xie Shu also guessed what her father meant but didn't say.

Thinking about Sang Hua's biological father's identity...

However, this means that Sang Hua's biological parents were both cultivators...

Their intertwined fates resulted in a life of hardship and wandering for Sang Hua. One wonders if those highly accomplished cultivators knew this.

"...My master died, and my junior sister also perished on the day the city fell. Now, I am practically Sang Hua's uncle, so it is my duty to protect her. Even if there are many people outside who want to kill her, I will never let her be threatened in the slightest again!" Lord Xie had already made up his mind.

He wanted to take good care of the child for his master and junior sister.

These are the last pieces of flesh and blood left behind by Master and Junior Sister...

"I understand, son." Xie Shu replied, expressing both his father's and his own determination.

He won't let anything happen to Sang Hua.

Unexpectedly, Sang Hua had such a relationship with the former emperor and empress. She was a princess born to the former empress, but not the blood-and-blood of the former emperor. Her biological parents... were both cultivators?

only... ...

If that's the case, then who would want to kill her?

Her parents were both deceased; she was just an orphan. Her existence meant nothing to anyone...

It shouldn't be considered a threat anymore.

The candlelight flickered in the room...

After a long pause, "Have they left?"

Huo Sanghua wanted to look up to confirm, but Xie Lin stopped her.

"Wait a minute..." He listened carefully to the sounds outside the window until he was sure, "They should have left by now."

Xie Lin, supporting his injuries, slowly turned over and lay down to the side.

Hawthorne turned her head to look at him, her feelings complicated.

Just a moment ago, even she almost thought...

In reality, it was just a play that Xie Lin deliberately staged after discovering the eavesdropper hiding outside the window.

"...Are you alright?" Xie Lin belatedly seemed to notice Huo Sanghua's distress. "The situation was urgent just now, I didn't have time to think much... I don't know who came, but anyone eavesdropping outside the window must have wanted to know what we were doing in the room..."

“You don’t need to explain to me, I understand.” Hawthorne became increasingly embarrassed.

I initially thought he was losing control of his emotions, but it turns out he was actually venting his frustrations on the view outside the window...

She almost got too caught up in the role herself.

The image of Xie Lin suddenly kissing her kept replaying in her mind, that lingering, passionate kiss... it truly made her heart flutter...

The undeniable heat and embarrassment.

The two lay side by side, and the quieter it was, the more guilty they felt...

"Who was that just now?" Hawthorne asked, trying to cover her racing heartbeat. "...Was it someone sent by Old Madam Xie?"

Xie Lin was also pondering the same question.

The person eavesdropping in the corner could be one of several people besides those of Old Madam Xie. "I don't know. No one in this mansion can be trusted. The eavesdropper could be Old Madam Xie's people, or it could be..."

People sent from the palace.

"Has our fake marriage been discovered?" Hawthorne suddenly felt a pang of anxiety and scrambled to her feet...

Who knew...

The collar that had been inadvertently ripped open earlier slipped down as the assassin accidentally pulled it down, revealing a glimpse of her bare shoulder...

Xie Lin's eyes were drawn to her fair and delicate shoulders.

She seemed startled and hurriedly pulled at her clothes to cover herself.

Unfortunately, the wide hem of her dress had been pressed down on her body by Xie Lin earlier, and despite her efforts, she couldn't pull it out from under him...

However, she accidentally fell in front of Xie Lin.

In that instant, Xie Lin felt a tightness in his chest and involuntarily held his breath.

"...Don't move." Huo Sanghua noticed that Xie Lin was about to get up, so he hurriedly frowned and pressed him down.

"..."

Xie Lin felt a surge of heat, his ears turning red instantly, and he swallowed hard.

"I... I think my clothes are torn. If you get up now, I... I'll..." Huo Sanghua bit her lower lip hard, extremely embarrassed.

Just now, when she fell down, I clearly heard the sound of fabric tearing as her clothes were being pulled apart, and then I felt her clothes loosen considerably...

Could it be that the strap was pulled...?

Then... ...

She didn't dare to move, unsure of exactly where it had torn.

If I stand up like that, my clothes might fall down... and I might accidentally expose myself!

What to do... what should we do now...?

She was extremely anxious, and when she looked up, she met Xie Lin's face.

Xie Lin also felt inexplicably flustered, and for some reason, he felt like he couldn't breathe. In his panic, he met Huo Sanghua's eyes, whose flushed face looked even more beautiful. Slowly, he forcibly shifted his gaze, avoiding her eyes...

But in front of him...

she... ...

Is she really just like that...?

"You're not allowed to think about it..." Huo Sanghua knew what he was thinking, and felt extremely ashamed. She frantically tried to think of a way to get up, but most of her clothes were still pressed down on Xie Lin.

She couldn't pull it off, so she couldn't move. Otherwise, if her dress were torn open in front of Xie Lin, she would really be...

"I... you're pressing down on my skirt." Hawthorne's face turned completely red.

She pressed one hand firmly against her chest to prevent her clothes from slipping down.

Supporting herself with one hand, she struggled to maintain the last vestige of distance between herself and Xie Lin... to avoid getting... too close...

"Oh..." Xie Lin responded, forcing a calm demeanor, then shifted her body, intending to touch her skirt...

"hiss--"

"Don't, don't move!" Hawthorne exclaimed in shock, completely dumbfounded.