"Xiao Xuan, this is Qingyi, my wife. You should call her Mother." Li Ye held Chu Qingyi's hand and brought her before Li Xuan, smiling warmly. "Qingyi, this is the son I told you about, Li Xuan. After we were struck down by the Profound Spirit Serpent and fell unconscious near Jinling City, it was Xiao Xuan who found us while working in the fields and brought us back." Once Chu Qingyi had recovered from her injuries and regained her strength, Li Ye eagerly introduced them to each other.
"Father, it's wonderful that you've married such a fairy-like beauty. Greetings, Mother." Li Xuan appeared even more excited than Li Ye, promptly bowing to Chu Qingyi.
In contrast to their enthusiasm, Chu Qingyi remained rather aloof. She had never been adept at interacting with strangers, and now suddenly having a son left her utterly bewildered. She gave a slight nod in response before quietly stepping aside.
She was aware of Li Xuan's existence—Li Ye had told her that he was his savior and had eventually adopted him as his son.
She carefully surveyed the two-courtyard house. There were two side rooms, east and west. The main room, facing south according to traditional orientation principles, contained tables, chairs, and tea sets for receiving guests, while the two adjacent smaller rooms served as Li Xuan's living quarters.
Without exception, all the buildings were dilapidated. The window paper was torn, allowing cold winds to whistle through, producing a sound like the wailing of wild cats. In some uninhabited rooms, even the doors and windows were askew, seemingly on the verge of collapse.
The room where she had recovered earlier was the west side chamber, furnished only with the bare essentials for daily life and devoid of any decorations. She assumed the other rooms were much the same.
The entire courtyard was enclosed in a "口"-shaped layout around a narrow yard, cluttered with farming tools like plows and mud-caked hoes, a large water vat filled with clear water, and a grimy ladle floating alone on its surface.
Looking up, she could only see a small square of blue sky. The roof tiles were broken, with withered weeds sprouting from the cracks, and unidentified small birds had built nests under the eaves, chirping incessantly.
She felt a pang of irritation, unable to imagine that Li Ye had grown up in such conditions.
Then she glanced at Li Xuan, Li Ye's son. He stood just over 1.6 meters tall, his frail frame swallowed by a loose hemp robe patched in several places. Even his trouser legs were stained with mud, and his worn cloth shoes had holes, exposing one of his big toes awkwardly to the air.
Moreover, whenever she approached Li Xuan, she always caught a strange, fishy odor.
But for Li Ye's sake, she remained silent.
"Mother, what would you like to eat for lunch? I'll go to the market to buy it for you." Li Xuan stood attentively before Chu Qingyi, his eyes roaming over her.
Even while unconscious, she had been breathtakingly beautiful, but now, seeing her awake, words like "nation-toppling beauty" felt inadequate to describe her allure! Her skin was whiter than snow, her eyes like clear pools of water. Naturally graceful yet imposing, she carried an aura of cool elegance that commanded awe and made others feel inferior. Yet within that aloof, lively charm lay a mesmerizing quality that inevitably captivated one's heart and soul.
Her three thousand strands of black hair were tied up simply with an exquisitely carved plum blossom hairpin. Though her delicate features were strikingly beautiful, she exuded an icy aura that kept others at a distance, especially her ink-dark eyes, which radiated a chilling coldness that pushed people away.
Chu Qingyi shook her head lightly and took half a step back, trying her best to distance herself from the foul stench emanating from Li Xuan.
"Little Xuan, your mother has never been very good at communicating with others. Please don't take it to heart," Li Ye said, sensing the awkwardness in the air. "Since Qingyi is injured and shouldn't overexert herself, I'll go to the market to buy some food. You two can wait for me at home."
"I'll go too," Chu Qingyi suddenly spoke up, breaking her silence.
It was the first time she had spoken since returning home. Li Xuan thought her voice was crisp and ethereal, like celestial music piercing through the clouds from the highest heavens, captivating and unforgettable to anyone who heard it.
"Qingyi, your injuries are too severe. It's better if you rest for now..." Li Ye instinctively tried to refuse her request, but seeing the unwavering determination in her eyes, he swallowed the rest of his words. As if guarding a precious treasure, he carefully took her delicate hand and led her out the door.
After the couple had left, Li Xuan stood rooted to the spot, staring obsessively at Chu Qingyi's retreating figure. Her graceful steps were like a blooming peony swaying in the breeze, and the faint fragrance of her body still lingered in the room. Li Xuan took a deep breath, his nostrils flaring as the air rushed in, his eyes filled with intoxication.
His lower body had already hardened, forming a conspicuous bulge in his trousers. As his mind wandered into lewd fantasies, his hips began to thrust back and forth in an obscene motion.
"Qingyi... celestial maiden..." he murmured, as if talking to himself or calling out to her. In Li Xuan's mind at that moment, Chu Qingyi was not someone's wife or mother but a celestial maiden, as divine as the goddess of the highest heavens.
Only when the couple had completely disappeared from his sight did Li Xuan snap out of his trance.
He had learned from Li Ye that the couple had never consummated their marriage. Yet, judging by her demeanor, it seemed as though... she had never encountered a man's primal energy?
At this thought, Li Xuan first sighed inwardly, thinking that even if they couldn't share a bed, there were still many ways to enjoy intimate pleasures.
But then again, it was no surprise. After all, his adoptive father was solely devoted to cultivating immortality—when would he have time to indulge in matters of love?
A sudden wave of ecstasy washed over Li Xuan. Did this not mean that the celestial maiden Qingyi was still an untouched piece of jade, unpolished and pure? He was so overwhelmed with excitement that he nearly stumbled while flailing his arms and dancing on the spot.
Earlier, when Li Ye was treating Chu Qingyi's injuries in the east chamber, Li Xuan, who had long coveted her, could no longer suppress his restless urges. He hurried to the east chamber and quietly pressed himself against the window. Finding his view blocked by the troublesome window paper, he dipped his grimy finger into his mouth, moistened it with saliva, and poked a small hole in the paper—just large enough to see inside.
He saw the unconscious Chu Qingyi sitting cross-legged in a wooden tub. Li Ye's fingers were slowly moving upward from her lower abdomen, tracing her delicate navel and slender waist... If Li Xuan hadn't known beforehand that Li Ye was treating her injuries, he would have thought his adoptive father was also unable to resist his urges and was taking advantage of the situation.
"Fairy Qingyi..." Li Xuan's face flushed crimson as he muttered the words through his parched throat. Crouching obscenely by the window, his Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed repeatedly, his eyes tracking Li Ye's fingertips with voyeuristic excitement.
The healing process had reached its most critical stage. Li Ye's entire focus was concentrated on Chu Qingyi, completely unaware of the peeping tom outside.
Every movement of the pair inside was reflected in Li Xuan's pupils, especially Chu Qingyi whose clothes were thoroughly soaked, leaving only a thin layer of gauze clinging to her perfectly proportioned figure. Her flawless S-curve was fully exposed—neither too plump nor too slender.
Compared to complete nudity, this hazy, half-revealed visual experience gave him unprecedented stimulation. The beast between his legs surged forth like a mighty dragon emerging from its cave, proudly raising its head and thrusting forward fiercely, with his coarse cloth trousers becoming its greatest constraint.
The swelling sensation from his shaft screamed like a starving wolf desperate to break free.
"Fairy... fairy... my fairy..." Li Xuan's face burned with agitation as he frantically fumbled at his waist. His fingers worked until his trousers slipped down, pooling around his ankles.
The member between his legs sprang out violently, like a thirst-crazed beast with a ferocious appearance. The purplish-red head of the beast secreted strands of transparent sticky fluid that stretched and clung together, reflecting crystalline highlights under the sunlight.
Then the beast was gripped tightly by a tender young hand, leaving only the head exposed.
The small hand pumped up and down continuously, tightly enveloping the beast. The warmth and friction from the palm made it swell and harden even more.
"Fairy... my dear mother... how your son wants to cherish you..." Li Xuan's eyes grew increasingly dazed as he mumbled filthy words, his lips smacking and twisting.
His eyes stared fixedly through the small hole at Chu Qingyi inside the room. He wished he could immediately kick down this damned door, press her beneath him and ravage her mercilessly, rudely invading her untouched sanctuary with his large cock, witnessing firsthand her expression shift from pain to pleasure, until she moaned with passion beneath him, yielding willingly, reaching that mysterious climax of love.
Though consumed by lust, Li Xuan lacked the courage to act. Only through his foster father's connections could he secretly glimpse such a celestial beauty like Fairy Qingyi. As for actually doing anything, he wouldn't dare even with a thousand times more bravery.
Yet this didn't diminish his desire for Chu Qingyi in the slightest. In Jinling City, he had thought the women of Cuixian Tower were rare beauties in this world. But when he saw Chu Qingyi, he realized that fairies truly existed in this world—and one so radiantly beautiful at that.
Now that the white moonlight of his heart, Fairy Qingyi, had appeared, she became the perfect object for his fantasies.
At this moment, burning with unbearable desire outside the room, he accelerated the movements of his hand. Secretions from the glans dripped down his thigh as the fire in his body reached its peak, on the verge of losing control. Suddenly, a soft moan sounded from inside the room, startling him out of his wits and causing his large cock to instantly go limp.
His mind snapped back to clarity. Realizing that Chu Qingyi might have regained consciousness, Li Xuan didn't even have time to pull up his pants before scrambling frantically toward the side room. As he moved hastily, the thing between his legs swung comically with each step.
By the time he collapsed breathlessly onto the small bed in his room, his heart was still pounding wildly, feeling as if it might leap out of his throat.
He pricked up his ears, listening carefully for any sound outside. Aside from a few chirping birds fluttering about, there was no movement. Only then did he let out a deep sigh of relief.
Recalling the glimpse of Chu Qingyi's exposed skin earlier, the thing between his legs stirred once more.
Feeling unsatisfied, Li Xuan kept an eye on the east wing while beginning to pleasure himself, using Chu Qingyi as the object of his fantasy.
Just as Li Xuan was lost in reminiscing about his earlier voyeuristic thrill, Li Ye and his wife returned home from the market. They carried that evening's meal—mostly prepared cooked dishes and a bottle of fine Nü'er Hong wine.
Chu Qingyi followed silently behind Li Ye, allowing him to hold her small hand. Dressed in flowing white robes, the two of them looked every bit the ethereal, immortal couple.
"Xiao Xuan, look what I bought for you!" Li Ye waved the fruits in his hand cheerfully at Li Xuan.
"Thank you, Father," Li Xuan replied with genuine delight. While responding to his adoptive father, his eyes couldn't help but dart toward Chu Qingyi behind him.
This glance happened to meet her gaze—her beautiful eyes shifting subtly, studying him intently.
Afraid of being discovered, Li Xuan quickly averted his eyes. Guilt-ridden, he grew so nervous that he didn't know what to do with his hands. His heart hammered violently in his chest, thumping loudly.
Recalling their brief eye contact, he felt a wave of agitation. Visions of Chu Qingyi's earlier wet, exposed figure flashed before his eyes, stirring a restless excitement within him. The thing between his legs began to stir once more.
"Xiao Xuan? Are you alright? Did you not rest well? I've been calling you for a while with no response." Li Ye's voice cut through like thunder, abruptly pulling Li Xuan out of his lurid reverie.
"Ah, n-no... I'm fine," Li Xuan stammered, his tongue seemingly tied in knots.
Only the silent Chu Qingyi, observing the bulge in Li Xuan's pants, furrowed her delicate brows thoughtfully.
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