Gu Shenzhi’s heart was filled with shock, faint beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
The once radiant white moonlight had become a lingering shadow that haunted him through countless seasons.
It’s not Master, definitely not Master.
The affairs of the Spirit Sword Sect are numerous and complex; she would never have the chance to come here.
Moreover, he hadn’t mentioned his outing with Huang’er to anyone, so there was no possibility of a leak.
With this thought, his anxious heart gradually calmed.
How could there be such a coincidence?
Besides, female cultivators in white dresses were common—perhaps it was just a similarity in their figures.
“Delicious! Husband, try some too!” Su Linghuang said with a gentle smile, scooping half a spoonful of red bean dumplings and bringing it to his lips.
Enjoying the feeding from the beautiful girl, the taste of the dessert in Gu Shenzhi’s mouth seemed to elevate to a whole new level.
Yet, in his eyes, no matter how delicious the red bean dumplings were, they couldn’t compare to even a fraction of Su Linghuang’s charm.
“Huang’er is so good to me,” he said softly, his voice quiet but clear enough for the stunning beauty before him to hear.
“You’d better appreciate it~”
The girl’s jade-like face flushed with a charming shade of crimson, tinged with shyness.
Suddenly, she noticed some leftover broth on the corner of his mouth, likely from the earlier feeding, which looked out of place and slightly marred her husband’s image.
After a moment of hesitation, Su Linghuang decided to handle it in her own way.
She quietly stood from her chair, leaned forward toward her husband, and delicately licked away the excess food residue with her fragrant tongue.
After a gentle purse of her lips, she swallowed it.
A cool sensation shot through Gu Shenzhi’s body like lightning.
His mind was in chaos, and even the double-pupiled eyes hidden beneath his scarf widened in shock, filled with astonishment.
Staring at the breathtaking beauty with flushed cheeks before him, Gu Shenzhi stood frozen, momentarily speechless as if his mouth had been sealed shut.
Clang!
Suddenly, the sound of a porcelain bowl shattering came from a nearby table.
Whether it was due to a careless guest or not, Gu Shenzhi instinctively wanted to turn and look, but his wife called out to him.
“Why are you just standing there? Is something upsetting you, Husband?” Su Linghuang asked with a captivating smile, her lips curving seductively.
What a femme fatale, stirring up his heart and soul, Gu Shenzhi thought to himself.
“No, I was just a bit surprised, that’s all. Who would’ve thought the lofty Red Lotus Saintess of the Moonshadow Sect could have such a gentle and caring side? With a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for?”
“Keep your voice down, don’t let others hear!”
“Huang’er was willing to clean my lips with her tongue—how could there be anything we can’t let others hear?”
“No matter what, don’t speak so loudly!” Su Linghuang pouted playfully, her rosy cheeks glowing like peach blossoms, breathtakingly beautiful.
In a fit of embarrassed frustration, the girl secretly kicked Gu Shenzhi’s knee under the table with her slender, fair leg, attempting to “force” him into submission with “strength.”
But she barely used any force, as if afraid of hurting him.
Rather than a warning, it felt more like the flirtatious teasing between lovers, the kind that could tug at one’s heartstrings.
But just as she was about to retract her leg, Gu Shenzhi, that shameless rogue, seized the moment to grab her ankle, smoothly slipping off her red silk and gold-threaded shoe.
From the fluidity of his movements, it was clear he was practiced at this, as if he’d done it many times before, though who knows who he’d practiced on.
His fingertips brushed the top of her foot, and Su Linghuang’s delicate body immediately tensed.
Her toes curled, her foot arched like a bow, and she let out a few soft, suggestive murmurs.
For a woman, aside from certain intimate paths, few places were as sensitive as the feet.
Strangely, the Red Lotus Saintess didn’t get angry. Instead, she boldly allowed Gu Shenzhi, that despicable man, to play with her delicate, fair foot.
But while Su Linghuang could tolerate it, not everyone could.
Watching her most cherished disciple flirt with a demonic sect temptress, a certain lonely master was practically grinding her teeth to dust.
Fairy Bai Qi didn’t reveal her true appearance, instead presenting herself as “Bai Ling.”
Dressed in a plain white gauze skirt that perfectly outlined her graceful figure, she appeared as a pure maiden of about fifteen or sixteen.
Yet, certain aspects of her physique betrayed a maturity that didn’t match her apparent age.
Though her white dress was loose, it couldn’t conceal the prominent curves of her chest, her full peaks almost absurdly ample, like heavy peaches hanging from a newly sprouted branch.
Yet her waist was so slender it seemed barely graspable.
Truly, a delicate branch bearing abundant fruit.
She slowly rose, suppressing all traces of her aura, and glided with lotus-like steps to stand behind Gu Shenzhi.
In front of the Red Lotus Saintess, she wrapped her arms around his neck in an unmistakably intimate gesture.
“Gu-lang~ I’ve finally caught you,” she purred, her voice sultry and seductive, like a neglected wife burning with desire.
Her innate charm far surpassed Yuexi’s cultivated allure, effortlessly igniting a man’s passion.
The moment her words fell, Gu Shenzhi felt as if he’d been struck by lightning.
A chill ran down his spine as memories flooded back—memories of being dominated, imprisoned, and ravaged by his master.
Yet, recognizing who it was, Gu Shenzhi didn’t dare resist.
He let her kiss and nibble at his neck, an intimacy that went beyond the boundaries of even a dao companion, more akin to a male pet submitting to his mistress.
Seeing this, Su Linghuang’s brows furrowed, and she asked coldly, “Husband, who is this lovely young lady?”
“She’s… uh…” Gu Shenzhi stammered, caught off guard.
Though nestled against the voluptuous beauty’s chest, he felt as if a blade were held to his throat, unable to utter a single word.
If he angered his master, that madwoman might do something unthinkable, and not just Huang’er but the entire population of Bianliang City might not escape her wrath.
“I’m Bai Ling, an inner disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, and… let’s say a particularly close friend of Young Master Gu.”
Her delicate fingers traced over her disciple’s neck as Bai Ling’s lips curved into a teasing smile.
“Is that so?” Su Linghuang shot a skeptical glance at Gu Shenzhi.
Their intimate posture didn’t look like that of sect siblings—at least not the proper kind.
Before the Red Lotus Saintess could press further, Gu Shenzhi hurriedly explained, “When Junior Sister Bai first joined the Spirit Sword Sect, she was often bullied by some senior brothers in the inner sect. Back then, I was young and proud, seeing myself as a champion of justice. I couldn’t stand bullies, so I stepped in to save her from their clutches. That’s how we became acquainted.”
“I see. Husband, you’re quite the hero. But you wouldn’t let a junior sister who just escaped one danger fall into another, would you?”
Watching their intimate behavior, the anger Su Linghuang had been suppressing was on the verge of erupting.
If not for the crowded setting, she might have already drawn her sword.
The air grew thick with tension, and if things continued this way, an explosion was inevitable.
Gu Shenzhi decided he had to do something to salvage the situation.
“Huang’er, Junior Sister Bai Ling and I haven’t seen each other in a long time. Could we have a moment to catch up privately?”
“If you dare go catch up with her, you can forget about ever speaking to me again!” Su Linghuang shouted, slamming the table in a fury, completely abandoning the pride and composure of the Red Lotus Saintess.
After a moment of silence, Gu Shenzhi said calmly, “I’m sorry, Huang’er. This time… I might have to disappoint you. If I recall correctly, you still owe me two favors. I’ll use one of them today.”
Su Linghuang let out a cold laugh, glaring at the pair before her.
“Get lost!” she snapped.
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