Moonfall and Crying Crow.
[System: Host, although the forceful coupling of step two in the brilliant plan had a slight deviation from what we imagined, at least the points were added after all.]
Ruan Yaibai pulled the blanket over his head: I don’t want to speak right now!
[System: Let’s look at the bright side, it can also be considered a disguised form of success, right!]
Ruan Yaibai’s mouth twitched: Success my foot, if you don’t know how to comfort people, then stop talking!
Feeling that it was exceptionally quiet outside, Ruan Yaibai finally stopped acting like a turtle hiding in its shell. He cautiously lifted a corner of the blanket and looked toward the direction of the two golden leaves, only to find that there was no one left in the corner. He was just about to check if that dynamic duo of scoundrels had hidden somewhere else when Ye Tang unexpectedly spoke out of nowhere: “Rest assured, worried that the time limit for A Leaf Obscuring the Eyes would expire early, they’ve already run off.”
Startled, Ruan Yaibai sat straight up, the blanket sliding down in a rustle: “You saw them?”
Only then did he discover that Ye Tang was actually sitting right beside him, with a detached expression, lazily and languidly reading a book. His unbound long hair cascaded over the arm propping up his head, hanging down in strands, and his profile was soft and handsome to an extreme.
He looked like a top-tier piece of art.
Without changing his expression, he reached out to flip a page of the book: “I saw them, starting from the moment you began your performance.”
Broken, completely broken, my friends!
“You did it on purpose?!”
You already saw those two fellows squatting in the corner, yet you still subjected me to such a soul-crushing stunt?!
Ye Tang turned to look at Ruan Yaibai, pressing his lips into a smile: “Ah-Ruan seems to quite enjoy performing in front of others?”
Ruan Yaibai was left speechless. No matter how he replied to this, it felt awkward; if he said he enjoyed it, it would make his tastes seem too perverted; if he said he didn’t, then what he had just done was practically protesting too much… Glancing at the book in Ye Tang’s hand, he decisively changed the subject: “At a time like this, what kind of book are you reading?”
Ye Tang paused unhurriedly for a moment, then opened his mouth to reply: “A book of sages.”
Ruan Yaibai was puzzled.
No, is the main point what kind of book he’s reading? Isn’t the main point why you’re reading a book at a time like this?!
Ye Tang put down the book in his hand, leaning obliquely against the couch. The gaze he cast at Ruan Yaibai was both brazen and open: “Being tempted so by the one I love, if I don’t read a book of sages, how am I supposed to calm the flames down? Tell me, Ah-Ruan, isn’t that right?”
Ruan Yaibai: “…”
[System: Hiss, the Heavenly Lord is truly the combination of elegance and perversion incarnate. Every time he flirts with you, Host, it’s so open and proper it’s out of this world! He himself is quite literally the perfect fusion of asceticism and indulgence. Seriously, so perverted, so loveable!]
Indeed, even though they were both dressed neatly and properly right now, he still carried the deep humiliation of having been stripped bare and thoroughly seen through!
What should he make himself do now? Was he supposed to interrogate Ye Tang and ask, then why didn’t you mount me just now?!
Ahhhhh, no, that felt even more shameful, he couldn’t bring himself to ask at all!
He stared with wide, pleading eyes at the Heavenly Lord before him, swallowing the words right back down to his throat.
“Want to ask why I let you off just now?” Ye Tang’s fingertips nonchalantly flipped another page of the book.
Very well, very well, this fellow actually possesses telepathy, doesn’t he?!
Ruan Yaibai stared at the hand Ye Tang was using to turn the pages…
That hand was the exact hand that had just, just. Ahhhhh, damn it, recalling that such a pretty hand had done that kind of thing made all the blood in his body rush straight up in an instant!
And these fingertips, why could these fingertips be so skillful?!
As an immortal who doesn’t touch the mortal world, healthy and pure like a natural inorganic substance, how could an immortal lord be so practiced and detail-oriented in this kind of matter?!
Ah right, I understand now, I completely understand!
[System: What did you understand, Host?]
Just now, it definitely wasn’t that I was no good, but rather because this scoundrel Ye Tang was simply too skilled!
[System: Ah?]
Right, right, right, it must be exactly that!
For him to be this skilled, he must have done it to himself plenty of times, which is why he’s so practiced!
Tsk tsk, how pitiful, an old lonely man can only rely on self-sufficiency.
“Since the Immortal Lord has such great technique,” Ruan Yaibai, having achieved instant enlightenment, smiled as he leaned closer, pressed down on the book in Ye Tang’s hand with one hand, and straddled his lap unceremoniously to take the initiative, “Could it be that in the dead of night, you frequently resolve it yourself?”
Ye Tang stared into Ruan Yaibai’s eyes; the shape and color of those eyes were truly so breathtakingly mesmerizing that they made one lose their soul.
“Over the past hundred years, Ah-Ruan has been by my side; I should have no need to resolve it myself… When needed,” he lightly scraped the tip of his finger along Ruan Yaibai’s jaw, “I have you.”
“For the past hundred years I’ve been lying.”
Mid-sentence, Ruan Yaibai suddenly realized something, his eyes blinking rapidly as he came to a dead halt!
What kind of heaven-shaking, explosive inside information was this? Holy cow, over this hundred-year period, what on earth did you do to my body?!
You’re a lofty Heavenly Lord, usually acting all decent and dressed in gold and jade, yet behind the scenes, you completely disregard all boundaries of morality and human ethics like this?!
[System: Ah, right, right, right! Where is morality? Where is justice? And where is the uncensored high-definition version?!]
Ruan Yaibai: Get lost!
[System: He really is so perverted, I could cry.]
Ruan Yaibai: I already told you this fellow is perverted, and his perversion is beyond anyone’s reach.
[System: Wuwuwu, so loveable.]
Ruan Yaibai: ?
Ruan Yaibai: Take your keyboard and roll away smoothly, thank you.
[System: Will do, sir.]
“Ah-Ruan doesn’t need to be so anxious; we have a long way to go.” Ye Tang placed his hand on Ruan Yaibai’s waist. “Right now, you truly need to properly recuperate your body, otherwise you’ll pass out before we even start each time.”
“Before we even start?”
At a 188-fold multiplier, you call that not even started?
Have some human decency, brother!
Ye Tang nodded, his tone carrying a trace of micro-sweet pampering: “Once Ah-Ruan’s body recovers, you’ll naturally be able to experience it.”
Thump!
Thump, thump!!
No, wait what’s happening?
My heart is inexplicably beating faster.
What’s with this sudden sense of anticipation?!
“Right,” a golden flash appeared in Ye Tang’s hand, suddenly materializing a golden scroll. The scroll was white-gold throughout, intertwined with pure gold threads in the middle, closely resembling an icon for accepting high-level quests in a video game. He placed the scroll into Ruan Yaibai’s hands and asked with a smile, “Did Ah-Ruan want to go to the mortal realm because of this?”
Ruan Yaibai looked at the scroll in his hands, asking in disbelief: “A gold-threaded classified dispatch, this, isn’t this the highest-level secret of your Lanquque Heaven? I’m allowed to look at it?”
Brother, did you forget what relationship we share?
Ye Tang ruffled Ruan Yaibai’s head, the other’s unbound hair instantly getting tousled into a fluffy mess that looked somewhat cute: “Ah-Ruan always seems to forget his own identity. Now the three realms all know that you are my legally wedded wife; is there anything that cannot be shown to you?”
The gold-threaded classified dispatch was the highest-level secret of Lanquque Heaven, holding top priority. Without permission, even the commanding officers and sovereigns of Lanquque Heaven lacked viewing rights. Such an important item was casually handed over to him, his mortal enemy?
And he even mocked him for forgetting their relationship?
Understood, playing the psychological game of building someone up just to dash them down hard, right?
I want to see what other tricks you can pull!
Holding a skeptical attitude, he opened the gold-threaded classified dispatch. The first things to catch his eye were rows of neat, slender characters, radiating a spiritual aura amidst their dignified structure. If translated to the modern world, this would definitely be a VIP paid font. Ruan Yaibai instinctively glanced at the signature:
Yanyun Qinghe.
As expected, as expected! Qinghe, the Sovereign of Yanyun, one of the five Peak Masters and Pavilion Sovereigns of Lanquque Heaven, not only played the zheng masterfully, but also possessed exceptionally graceful handwriting. This penmanship was so pretty it made one want to raise a thumb in praise.
Ruan Yaibai sighed with emotion: “Little Qinghe’s handwriting is still as pretty as ever. Back in the day, he used to roast me for having ugly handwriting.”
A ripple of a smile surfaced around the corners of Ye Tang’s eyes: “Ah-Ruan’s handwriting isn’t ugly, it’s just rather unrestrained and untamed. On the contrary, Qinghe’s handwriting is far too rigid; that’s something you could never learn.”
As the saying goes, handwriting reflects character. Qinghe was indeed serious, rigorous, and meticulous in doing things; he was a subordinate with extremely strong working capabilities and unwavering dedication to his duty. Although he and Ruan Yaibai had often been at odds in the past, the news brought back by this fellow had an exceptionally high level of credibility.
Ruan Yaibai paused, shifting his gaze back to Ye Tang before him: “This dispatch, can I really read it?”
Ye Tang nodded: “If you don’t read it, you’ll definitely regret it. But after reading it, Ah-Ruan must promise me one thing.”
“What thing?”
Ye Tang’s hand reached out. Just as Ruan Yaibai assumed this fellow was about to touch him, he saw Ye Tang’s slender, elegant fingers gently tap a certain spot on the gold-threaded classified dispatch twice before speaking: “Promise me, even if you find the whereabouts of the three divine artifacts, you must not rashly chase after them alone.”
“No matter where Ah-Ruan wants to go, you must let me accompany you.”
Following the direction of Ye Tang’s finger, Ruan Yaibai instantly spotted the most crucial content on the gold-threaded classified dispatch!
Sure enough, as expected!
His wives were truly in the mortal realm!
This gold-threaded classified dispatch recorded the discovery of traces left by the divine artifacts!!
Fantastic! He had been worrying that the mortal realm was so vast, where on earth was he supposed to go to find his wives? Now the search radius had been narrowed down!!
Excitedly, Ruan Yaibai threw his arms around Ye Tang’s neck, leaned straight against his face, and planted a heavy, resonant “mwah” kiss: “Brother, you finally did something decent! Say nothing more, let’s head down right now to find my wives!”
The smile instantly vanished from Ye Tang’s face: “What did you call them?”
Ruan Yaibai, immersed entirely in the atmosphere of an impending reunion, failed completely to notice that the man’s expression had shifted, and cheerfully replied: “They are all my most precious wives!”
Ye Tang gave a cold laugh: “Those three swords have brought you numerous troubles; in my view, it’s better without them, or perhaps, we can melt them down.”
Hm? Everything was fine just a moment ago, why suddenly.
Could it be.
Ruan Yaibai cast a sidelong glance, leaned in with a mischievous smile, and teased: “Is Husband… jealous?”
Ye Tang didn’t speak, the hand resting on Ruan Yaibai’s waist tightening a fraction more.
Oh-ho-ho, he guessed right?!
The dignified Heavenly Lord actually gets jealous over three weapons?
This time, Ruan Yaibai was fully energized. Hanging both arms around Ye Tang’s neck, he smiled with utter triumph: “Let me guess, you’re always acting so stern and harsh with my good disciple Bai Ruogu—could it be that’s also because you’re jealous?”
Ye Tang looked into his eyes: “Think whatever you like.”
[System: Not denying it means admitting it, Host, press the attack!]
Did you even need to prompt me for this?
Ruan Yaibai said in high spirits: “Since you let me read the gold-threaded classified dispatch, you definitely want to take me to the mortal realm anyway. There’s no time like the present, let’s go right now!”
Seeing Ruan Yaibai’s expression brimming with uncontainable joy, Ye Tang turned cold instead: “Not going.”
“Why not? Didn’t you say as long as I promised to let you accompany me it would be fine?”
To think I was even slightly moved!
“I’ve changed my mind.”
Ruan Yaibai felt like hitting someone, but the person in front of him was clearly too strong to beat. However, his burning desire to go down to the mortal realm and find his wives was completely uncontrollable now!
What should he do? Was he really going to make heart gestures, act spoiled, and shout at this scoundrel Ye Tang, “CPDD, you’re the one and only”?
That would make me want to vomit to death, dammit!!!
Silence stretched out in the room.
After a moment.
A certain someone bit his lower lip, parted them slightly, and spoke:
“Brother, I beg you~”
[System (terrified): Host, where on earth did you learn that cutesy voice?!]
Ruan Yaibai flushed red: Shut up!
Ye Tang tilted his head slightly, suddenly smiling with amused warmth: “If Ah-Ruan can successfully seduce me, perhaps I’ll consider it.”