Die weibliche Nebenfigur ist unschuldig

Kapitel 86

Chapter 184: It's Worth It Even If I Die the Whole Time

Suddenly, the master leaned in close, winked mischievously, and smiled ingratiatingly, "Alright, alright, I won't read your thoughts again next time, okay?"

ignore.

"Little Yan'er..."

I didn't hear it.

"I want to drink the demon soup..." she said pitifully.

I sneered.

"Yan'er, I'm injured..."

You're making this up! I'm not going to believe you... He kicked a pebble away with a powerful kick.

“It’s true, I was trapped inside Yuwen Ke’s body for too long, and he’s been staying in the palace the whole time. I’ve damaged my vital energy.” My master’s voice was a little weak.

Uh, I immediately stopped and turned around. "Really? How badly are you hurt?"

Master smiled broadly, his whole being like a beautiful flowering tree that suddenly bloomed, bursting forth with unparalleled splendor, his eyes seemingly sparkling with light. "It's nothing serious, just a slight depletion of vital energy and a slight weakening of demonic power."

I suddenly remembered that my master used to use the energy flow caused by the time-space alternation when I helped people travel through time to cultivate. It seems that he hasn't cultivated for a long time now. In addition, he was trapped in Yuwen Ke's body and had to resist the royal blood aura on Yuwen Ke's body and the awe-inspiring aura in the palace. No wonder his vital energy was depleted.

"Master, are you really alright?" I scrutinized him from head to toe, genuinely worried. He immediately pouted, looking utterly aggrieved, his eyelashes glistening. "Little Yan'er, I want to drink the demon soup."

A few black lines appeared on my forehead. I paused for a moment, then said, "Okay." I decided to grant his wish; the demon soup would be very nourishing for him, after all.

"I want the Eight Treasures drink!" the master exclaimed excitedly.

"...good."

"And lily bulbs and lotus seeds." The demon blinked, her face full of anticipation.

"..." This guy is really pushing his luck.

"Ideally, it would also have Schisandra chinensis, hmm, arsenic, arsenic trioxide, gentian root, ginseng, gelsemium elegans... uh, right, I have some on me..." The monster said, hurriedly rummaging through its body and pulling out a whole bunch of poisons, laughing so hard it was shaking, and stuffing them into my hand.

I gritted my teeth, "...Master, you really have a good appetite, huh?" That damned demon, does he think I'm his cook? All he does is plot my demon soup. "Be careful you don't overeat," I said irritably.

"Mmm." Master nodded vigorously, his red tongue sticking out and quickly licking around the corner of his lips, as if he was trying his best to savor the wonderful taste, looking extremely greedy. "Little Yan'er's demon soup, of course I have an appetite, even if I die from overeating, it's worth it."

Another black line appears...

☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★

I held a pure gold rabbit in my hand, amused and delighted. That damned monster, trying to coax me back to cook him demon soup, actually had this trick up his sleeve. Cheng Jue's gold transformed into this in the blink of an eye; my eyes nearly popped out of their sockets! It's even more powerful than a furnace! Hehe.

I chuckled and grabbed my master's hand, turning it over and over to examine it closely. My master's hand was crystal clear and slender, with rounded and glossy nails, but it was Dark Night's hand. Although the hand shape was still beautiful, there were several thin calluses on the fingertips and sides of the palm, clearly left from practicing martial arts or handling weapons. No one could be as monstrous as my master, incredibly powerful, yet leaving not a single trace.

That's true, he's an ancient demon. But for some reason, the feeling he gives when the soul is Master and the soul is Dark Night in the same body is completely different. I often forget that it's the same body.

Chapter 185: The Scholar's Scars

"Yan'er, shall we go? Let's go home." The demon urged pitifully once again.

I rolled my eyes at him, annoyed. What's wrong with me? I'm in a rare good mood today, can't I even go shopping? It's not like I'm not going to cook for him, can't I just cook when we get home?

The master awkwardly touched his nose and dared not say anything more.

Suddenly, a joyful shout was heard, and a person rushed over from the street corner, "Brother Lin, Brother Lin, great, I actually ran into you."

I turned my head and saw a man dressed in a scholar's robe, wearing a Confucian cap, and carrying a large stack of manuscripts at his waist. He was rushing towards me with a wide, bright smile on his face. Not far behind him, a servant boy followed with a pained expression.

Oh, it's Xu Shudai! It's been so long!

I watched him rush over with a smile, and when he stood panting in front of me, I noticed that he had several new scars on his face. Although they had clearly healed, they were still quite noticeable because of his fair skin. His temperament was different from Lin Ye's. Lin Ye was a military general, and a few scars would only make him look more imposing. But he was gentle by nature. When his face was clean and fair, he was quite pleasing to the eye, but the sudden appearance of a few scars was extremely jarring.

"What happened? What's wrong with your face?" I asked curiously. I glanced again at the servant who was following closely behind him, looking helpless. This servant walked briskly and had bright eyes; it was clear at a glance that he knew martial arts, completely different from the group of servants who had followed him before.

"Hehe..." The scholar blushed slightly, a little embarrassed. "Well, the other day I went to the outskirts and met a young lady. She was so beautiful, I... I haven't painted a beauty like that in a long time, and I was itching to draw her. So I just kept following her around. Lin Ran, you don't know, I drew so many pictures! I wanted to bring them back to show you, but... but, she had so many people following her... uh... I wasn't paying attention, and they caught me... uh... beat me up..."

The scholar spoke softer and softer, but I was dumbfounded, my lips twitching for a long time. "What are you drawing?"

The scholar became excited, "There are so many! They're painted so well! There are beauties strolling, beauties dressing up, beauties emerging from the bath..."

"Out...out of the bath?" I almost choked.

"Hmm." The scholar nodded vigorously, his eyes crinkling into slits. "There's a hot spring there, very quiet, hardly anyone around. That young lady had someone stand guard outside. She went with her maid, and I secretly hid in a crevice in the rocks. She didn't see me, hehe. Speaking of which, I only discovered that crevice two years ago when I was wandering around aimlessly. It's very secluded, so none of her many servants noticed, hehe..."

The scholar was laughing smugly when suddenly I heard a "pfft" beside me; my master had burst into laughter. I stared at the scholar in disbelief, then glanced at the ashen-faced servant behind him, and finally understood. "Where's your painting?"

"Uh, when I finished painting, I was so happy that I cheered, uh, um, the young lady found out... the painting, the painting was snatched away... torn up..." The scholar said, secretly glancing at his master beside me. Suddenly, he shuddered, abruptly raising his head, his eyes almost popping out, his mouth agape, muttering, "So...so beautiful...absolutely...exquisite..."

I was utterly exhausted. I patted my forehead and sighed, "Now I finally know how pigs die." — Peeping at a beauty emerging from her bath was one thing, but to shout with excitement after finishing the painting?! How could I, Lin Qingyan, a woman of my utmost intelligence, possibly know such a stupid person?

Chapter 186: Longing

My master has always been vain and self-important. He had heard about Xu Shudai before and knew that this guy was obsessed with beauty, just like my master, unable to move when he saw a beautiful woman. The only difference was that Xu Shudai wanted to paint the beautiful woman he saw, while my master wanted to seduce her. Seeing this bookworm staring at him like a fool, he couldn't help but feel smug.

He extended his slender, white fingers and gently placed them on his chin. His long, slender hand, the eyelashes that formed a silhouette, and his slanted eyes all exuded a charming and ever-changing allure, so alluring that Xu Shudai's eyes bulged and drool dripped down his face. He was completely disoriented, exhibiting typical symptoms of Alzheimer's disease.

I slapped Xu Shudai on the shoulder. "Stop spacing out." Then I glared at my master without any politeness. You damned monster, there's a limit to how much you can charm people. Don't blame me if you cause trouble.

My master gave me a smug wink, completely ignoring my warning.

Xu Shudai was jolted awake by my slap. He immediately beamed, his hands trembling with excitement as he gripped the paintbrush and paper, and eagerly asked, "Brother Lin... Brother Lin Ran, who... who is he?"