Chapter 10. Heartless Woman

Bai Li Chuan’s eyes glistened with tears, one hand still…

Bai Li Chuan looked at the woman who had fallen into his arms, the cool touch on his chest making him lose focus for a moment.

Although he had just acted wantonly in front of others, he was actually still inexperienced.

The tips of his ears turned pink, and if his face hadn’t been powdered at that moment, one would have seen two red clouds instantly fly across his cheeks, and even his exposed jade-white skin was tinged with pink.

This unintentional press, with cool and cold lips against the jade-white chest, couldn’t be considered a proper kiss, yet it made his waist soften, almost unable to stand.

An electric current passed through where they touched, making Bai Li Chuan’s scalp tingle, the numbness spreading from his chest to his toes.

“What’s going on?” Bo Jia Zi asked, still in shock, her mouth moving faster than her brain.

Hua Rong frowned, not answering.

A Yu’s entire demeanor darkened, dangerously narrowing her eyes at Bo Jia Zi, killing intent rising in her heart.

Bo Jia Zi felt a chill down her spine, sensing something, and stopped talking, quiet as a quail, huddling in the corner pretending to disappear.

It was obvious that the incident had occurred because of her, and speaking up now, asking such a question, was truly unwise.

Bai Li Chuan naturally extended his arms to embrace the person who had fallen into his arms, his expression slightly surprised, coquettishly saying, “Oh my, this servant doesn’t sell his body.”

The three were simultaneously startled by the sudden, not-so-pleasant coquettish tone, they had almost forgotten about his existence.

“Everyone who knows about Feng Yi Lou knows that the master of Feng Yi Lou once made a vow to serve only one guest in his life,” explained the young male entertainer who had been in Bo Jia Zi’s arms earlier. “That guest will also be the wife-master of Feng Yi Lou’s master.”

Bai Li Chuan’s eyes glistened with tears, one hand still pressed tightly against Xin Jiao Zhou’s lower back, the other hand dabbing at the corner of his eye with a handkerchief: “Now this servant’s purity is ruined. If the wife-master doesn’t acknowledge this servant when she wakes up, for this servant to continue living in this world would be abandoning righteousness.”

A young male entertainer beside him chimed in, “Yes, yes, how can a man live without his purity?”

“This servant has lost his purity and broken his vow. To continue guarding Feng Yi Lou would be breaking faith.”

A young attendant beside him echoed, “Yes, yes, how can he stand in Feng Yi Lou anymore?”

His eyes reddened, his white jade teeth biting his lip, turning the originally pink-powdered lips pale, holding the handkerchief in his hand, he spoke on the verge of tears: “To become an abandoned husband who has broken faith and abandoned righteousness, how can this servant continue to live in this world, let alone in this man-eating imperial city?”

Opposite him, with a pale face, yet strongly holding back tears, he looked so strong that it seemed he would immediately throw himself into Nan Lake if he became an abandoned husband.

As a fellow man, Hua Rong had heard too many men’s tales of blood and tears, and could fully understand the situation the other spoke of.

Seeing the man’s tears, Hua Rong’s heart was almost breaking, as if feeling the same pain, quite believing that if they just left him like this, they would be scum who had ruined a man’s purity without taking responsibility, heartless women unfit to live in this world.

Although A Yu remained silent, she was also somewhat moved.

After a moment of silence, Hua Rong was the first to break it.

He turned his head to look at A Yu, his expression serious: “I’ll go back to handle some matters first.” Then, with a gentle smile, he turned to Bai Li Chuan: “I’ll entrust Xiao Yao to the care of the master.” Xin Jiao Zhou was currently using the alias Wu Yao.

A Yu made no comment, she understood Hua Rong’s hidden message, the sect leader’s injury couldn’t be delayed, they needed to quickly develop a medicine.

A man, it seemed, wouldn’t do anything to a woman. Moreover, their master had superior martial arts skills, so she wouldn’t be harmed by a weak man without any fighting ability.

Furthermore, this man was hoping that this woman would take responsibility for him and become his future wife-master. He should be the one among them who most wanted her to be well.

No man would want to bear the burden of rumors.

Hua Rong and A Yu passed by Bai Li Chuan, patting the unconscious Xin Jiao Zhou on the shoulder, very confidently handing her over to Bai Li Chuan.

The man lowered his head shyly, one hand secretly encircling Xin Jiao Zhou’s waist, the other hand clutching the handkerchief tightly, softly saying “Mm”, shy and timid like a young master accompanying his mother and father to meet a potential wife-master for the first time. And clearly, the young master was satisfied with this arranged marriage.

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Hua Rong and Bo Jia Zi left, and Bai Li Chuan called a young attendant to take A Yu to the guest room to rest.

It was already late at night, and except for the staying guests, everyone else had already returned satisfied.

Except for the occasional fireflies and sparks fluttering out from the guest rooms, the Feng Yi Lou outside the room doors was as quiet as if no one was there.

Unlike before, the man’s face was now covered with frost, his eyes slightly cold, glancing to the side.

The young male entertainers tactfully withdrew.

Bai Li Chuan carried the person to his own chamber, placed her on the bed, and gracefully removed his own clothes before helping her change.

He reached out his hand, slowed his breathing, his fingertips trembling slightly, to undo her belt, his hands couldn’t help but cover her waist.

Through the outer garment, he could feel the strong pulse beating inside the person in his arms.

Bai Li Chuan’s palms reluctantly left temporarily, supporting the waist of the person in his arms, while his other hand reached to the back of her waist to pull out the sash, sliding along the waistline all the way up to the shoulder, brushing aside the clothes resting on the shoulder, pushing the collar to both sides, the owner’s clothes were half-removed, the hand supporting the back waist covered the skin all the way up to the shoulder blade, then down, finally stopping at the Mingmen acupoint in the small of the back, the outer garment now completely removed.

Through the undergarment, a cold white hand heavily kneaded and pressed the Mingmen acupoint at Xin Jiao Zhou’s waist.

The person leaning against the bed railing had scattered hair, the shadow cast hiding the eyes, the hair tips in front falling on the high, straight nose bridge, pale pink lips, the corners of the mouth slightly curled.

He held her, slowly tightening his arms.

“You are mine now.”

An hour later.

“Come in.”

Mu He, having received permission, pushed open the door: “This subordinate is incompetent, unable to find out that person’s background.”

Mu He didn’t dare to raise his head.

The room was quiet for a moment, the imagined punishment did not come.

The quiet air seemed like the calm before a storm.

After the report was finished, “Go to the back kitchen to receive your punishment.”

Mu He: “?” Where’s the torture?

“Go find the kitchen manager, he will arrange for you.”

“Yes!” Mu He withdrew.

Mu He came out of the master’s room unscathed, without even a scratch.

Everyone was surprised, and after much thought, they finally came to a conclusion: Mu He held an extraordinary position in the master’s heart, and the master couldn’t bear to punish him.

Thus, under this “beautiful” misunderstanding, Mu He’s status in everyone’s hearts rose to an extraordinary height.

Bai Li Chuan lay down, pulling the person leaning on his shoulder back into his arms, their faces close together, for a good night’s sleep.