boyutpedia Page 66
Page 66
Tu Shan Ya Ya was sitting sideways next to Mu Qing Han, her snow-white fox fur ears drooping slightly.
With one arm around his, she pulled him close, while with the other hand she held a small silver spoon, gently bringing something to Mu Qinghan's lips, even the curve of her eyes revealing tenderness.
Sunlight streamed through the curtains, illuminating the overlapping hems of their clothes, and a hint of ambiguity hung in the air.
Tu Shan Ya Ya's ears instantly perked up, her relaxed back suddenly tensed, and even the tips of her ears turned a thin layer of red.
She suddenly looked up at Cui Yuling, her eyes filled with panic.
"Sorry to bother you..."
Upon seeing this, Cui Yuling immediately understood and took half a step back, her fingertips quickly closing the door.
Tu Shan Ya Ya stared at the tightly closed door, her snow-white fox fur ear tips still frozen in mid-air, but her cheeks were already as red as ripe cherries.
She pouted slightly, muttering to herself: Sister Cui is too impetuous; she doesn't even know to knock before entering...
Before she could finish her thought, the thought of being caught in the act made her ears burn even hotter.
Mu Qinghan took in her appearance, and seeing the girl blushing and pouting, a gentle smile unconsciously spread across his eyes.
He raised his hand and gently ruffled the top of her head. When his fingertips touched the soft strands of hair, his voice was filled with laughter.
"Alright, Ya Ya, the Jade Physician didn't mean it."
After saying that, he shook his head slightly, his gaze falling on the still steaming dishes on the table.
The stir-fried meat in the celadon plate was glossy and emitted an enticing aroma.
He stretched out his chopsticks, gently picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. The meat was tender, and the salty and fragrant sauce spread on his tongue, with just the right amount of smoky flavor.
Why add ginger?
Behind the door, Cui Yuling held a celadon porcelain bottle and walked briskly toward the pharmacy, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up higher and higher, her fingertips gently tapping the bottle.
"Hehehe, it's good to be young, even in broad daylight you're still clinging to each other like this."
"This cloying affection is so strong, in a few years maybe she'll be able to play with a little fox."
She shook the porcelain bottle, and the powder inside made a slight clinking sound. But then she frowned slightly, pinching her chin with her fingertips, looking troubled.
"However... it seems that the bloodline difference between humans and demons is too great, so having children is not an easy thing, hmm... that is a problem."
"Go find some ancient books to study, and perhaps concoct some remedies to help you recover. Maybe that will work!"
As she spoke, she quickened her pace, twirling the celadon vase in her palm.
Hehehe, you sweet and soft little foxes, I'm going to fight for you!
In the corner of the room, the longsword was sheathed, the red rope tied to its hilt swaying gently in the breeze…
Chapter 80 Equality
The leaves turned pink, like crushed clouds falling on the branches.
Tu Shan Honghong stood under the maple tree, her fingertips lightly touching the falling leaves, but her gaze was fixed on the swaying branches, slightly dazed.
The footsteps approached softly, and Tu Shan Rongrong slowly walked to her side. She looked up and saw the worry that her sister couldn't hide in her eyes.
She curved her lips into a smile, her voice as gentle as ever.
"What is my sister worried about?"
Tu Shan Honghong withdrew her gaze, the maple leaf between her fingers gently falling to the ground, her tone tinged with melancholy.
"Rongrong, I'm afraid Yaya will get hurt."
"Hmm? Why do you say that?"
Rongrong tilted her head, a knowing glint in her eyes.
"That Mu boy clearly has feelings for Sister Ya Ya. When he looks at Ya Ya, he can't hide the tenderness in his eyes. Sister, you should have noticed it before I did, right?"
"But it is precisely because we can see it that we are even more worried."
Tu Shan Honghong sighed softly, gazing at the distant, mist-shrouded valley.
Don't you think their relationship is unequal?
"Ya Ya's feelings for Mu Qinghan were as passionate as the summer sun, her eyes shining with light; but Mu Qinghan always hid his emotions too deeply, and he was unwilling to easily show even a little genuine concern."
"That kid is naturally introverted and good at keeping his feelings hidden. I really can't see how much he really feels for Ya Ya."
Rongrong raised her hand and caught a leaf that drifted by; the leaf spun gently in her palm.
She opened her eyes and gazed into Tu Shan Honghong's eyes.
"But sister, love is something that can never be weighed on a scale. There is no such thing as equality, is there?"
“I know this principle, but…”
Tu Shan Honghong's words caught in her throat. Recalling Ya Ya's excited expression every time she mentioned Mu Qinghan, her worries deepened.
"Like the reincarnation of Tushan."
Rongrong interrupted her, her voice now more serious.
"What we are continuing is a predestined connection, not a ready-made love."
"Countless demons have rushed to find their loved ones from their past lives without hesitation, even when faced with disappointment after initial joy; they have shed tears in the dead of night time and time again, but they always manage to wipe away their tears and start anew in the next life."
She gently twirled the leaf in her palm; the pink flesh of the leaf had delicate veins.
"This is inherently the most unequal sacrifice, but for those persistent demons and humans, it is worth it as long as they can rekindle their past relationship."
She turned to look at Tu Shan Honghong, her eyes shining with a clear light.
"Fate is rare and precious; there are too many stories in the world of people who are destined to meet but not to stay together."
"Sister Ya Ya truly loves him, and he happens to like Sister Ya Ya too. This mutual affection is already more fortunate than many others, and it is a very precious thing."
"As for whether it can last, it depends on whether they are willing to stand by each other and overcome difficulties together, rather than getting caught up in who loves more and who gives less."
Tu Shan Honghong stared at Rongrong's ever-smiling face for a moment, then her tense brows gradually relaxed, and a faint smile appeared on her lips.
"Perhaps, you're right."
"Rongrong, you're always so rational, but feelings shouldn't be measured by reason."
"Who knows?"
Rongrong gently shook her wrist, and the maple leaf in her palm drifted away in the wind.
"I'm just used to having everything under control."
Tu Shan Honghong raised an eyebrow, her tone slightly teasing: "So, according to you, emotions can also be controlled?"
Rongrong gazed at the fluttering leaves in the distance, a gentle glint in her eyes. "Feelings are uncontrollable, but... the future is controllable."
"Rongrong, what you said is somewhat contradictory."
"Is it contradictory? Not at all..."
"Rongrong, are you... in a relationship?"
"Huh? No."
"Well, okay."
Waves crashed against the rocks, and the spray shimmered in the sunlight.
Liu Er sat cross-legged on a smooth rock, holding a peach bigger than her face in her hands. The pinkish-white flesh exuded a sweet fragrance.
She opened her mouth and took a big bite, the juice dripping down her fingertips. She squinted her eyes in satisfaction and swallowed, a few crumbs of peach still clinging to the corners of her mouth. She turned to look at the Third Young Master sitting quietly beside her.
"Here, these peaches were just picked from the orchard. They're very sweet. Want a bite?"
She casually offered the half-eaten peach to the Third Young Master.
Upon hearing this, the Third Young Master merely glanced at the peach with teeth marks on it, his voice devoid of any inflection.
"You're giving me what you've already eaten?"
"Anyway, you won't eat it."
Liu Er withdrew his hand, took another big bite, and mumbled, "All I do is think about your experiments all day long."
"Then you still ask me?"
"Hey, isn't this just a matter of manners?"
Liu Er chewed on the peach, his eyes crinkling into crescents with laughter. He looked at the Third Young Master's speechless expression and felt smug.
Who can resist teasing their usually serious-looking younger brother from time to time?
She moved forward, almost touching the Third Young Master.
The scent of peach blossoms wafted by on the sea breeze, and my eyes were full of curiosity.
"Hey, hey, hey, let's get down to business. Tell me... when is that kid going to actually be able to help you?"
"I think he can barely handle minor troubles now."
The third young master's answer was concise and to the point.
Liu Er raised an eyebrow. "He won't even be thirty by then! You have such high expectations for him?"
"Aren't you worried he might mess things up?"
"Why aren't you afraid?"
"Hehehe... Behave yourself, behave yourself... Don't be angry..."
………………
I ignored my wet eyes and kept a determined expression on my face...
Appreciating a cloudy day with torrential rain from a different perspective...
Will we ever see another side to the future...?
Chapter 81 A World-Shaking Sword
Morning light spills over Tushan