El paisaje es como una pintura

Capítulo 182

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"Damn it, are you done for... ah--"

"You still have the energy to curse? It seems I haven't been trying hard enough."

"No, no, I... I was wrong..."

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"Brother Yao, are you tired...?"

"Honey, I'm not tired, hmm--"

"But I'm tired...please stop...stop...okay..."

"Wife, please bear with me a little longer... I'm not full yet..."

"roll--"

"I'll only have the strength to roll around after my wife feeds me... um... satiates..."

My God, what terrible things has she done!

One month after getting married, Rongyue's back ached for a whole month.

Men are terrifying creatures, especially those who have been celibate for a long time. This is a valuable conclusion she drew from her own painful experience.

Now, she trembles at the sight of a bed, and shakes all over when she receives the ambiguous expressions between the two of them.

The man, so fierce and ruthless, truly terrified her.

"Here, drink some more nourishing soup. You've been working so hard these past few days, Xiao San." A spoonful of highly nourishing soup was placed to Rong Yue's lips.

Her lips twitched. This scene reminded her of the wolf that fattens up sheep before eating them.

He reluctantly took a sip from the spoon he offered; it was thick but bland, and really awful.

"Wife, this deer antler and daylily soup is good for your kidneys. Have a sip of this." Holding the deer antler and daylily soup, Dongfang Yao looked at her with bright eyes and a pure smile, but the meaning behind his words was so suggestive.

Rongyue's teeth were grinding together, but the Taoist priest from Tianshan opposite her, stroking his beard, was grinning slyly. A single glare from him immediately silenced her laughter.

Stiffly finishing the soup that Dongfang Yao handed her, Rongyue frowned and unexpectedly recalled a saying: "It's all about timing, luck, and fate!"

Clang—

With a loud crash, the wooden door met its end.

Against the sunlight, Rongyue could clearly see the people who had come. They were Chu Xuyao and Dongfang Lie, who had disappeared without a trace for several months after they were sent to Tianshan.

Dongfang Yao and Tuoba Chen quickly stood up and blocked Rongyue's way, watching the two men who were walking towards them angrily with wariness and caution.

"Master, what is your explanation?" Pointing at Rongyue behind them, Chu Xuyao pursed his lips coldly, his eyes sharp enough to kill any living being within three feet.

"Well, hehe, well..."

"Didn't you say that only the Fallen Blossom Grass from the distant northern Cold Mountain could cure her? Then Master, please tell us, what is the explanation for her being unharmed before us?" Dongfang Lie stared coldly at the Tianshan Taoist, whose eyes were darting around in the sky. The emperor's imposing aura, though not angry, made people want to stay away.

"this……"

"Not only that," Chu Xuyao narrowed his hawk-like eyes and stared fiercely at the two men in front of Rong Yue, "why did we hear that you even held a wedding banquet for the three of them?! Master, you owe us, your fellow disciples, a reasonable explanation!"

With a sigh, the Taoist of Tianshan turned his gaze back, coughed twice, and said earnestly, "My disciple, what is destined to be yours will be yours, and what is not, you cannot force. Why be so persistent? You are ultimately not her type... oh no, I mean she is not your type..."

"I don't care about the dishes! I know I want her!" With that, he reached out to snatch Rongyue.

"Yao'er!" the Taoist priest of Tianshan shouted sternly, "Do you want to follow in the footsteps of Tuoba Jie? Think about how that girl looked back then, do you really think that's what you wanted?"

Chu Xuyao was startled.

A look of painful struggle flashed in his hawk-like eyes. He turned to look at the stern-faced Taoist of Tianshan and roared in frustration, "Why? Why can they do it but I can't?! Master, I'm not convinced! I'm not reconciled! I love her too! Why can't I have her?!"

"Let me tell you why!" He slowly walked up to them, looked at Chu Xuyao and Dongfang Lie, and said, word by word, "You two keep saying you love her, fine, let me ask you, if one day she falls seriously ill and needs your lives to save her, would you be willing?"

He glanced at his two disciples' dilemma, smiled slightly, and turned his gaze to Chu Xuyao: "Yao'er, are you willing?"

He pursed his thin lips, pondered for a moment, and then waved his hand dismissively, saying, "There's no such disease! Master, don't try to scare me!"

He smiled noncommittally and turned to Dongfang Lie: "Lie'er, what about you?"

"I am the ruler of a country, and I bear responsibilities." Turning his head, Dongfang Lie sighed.

“Yes, you are responsible.” Pulling Tuoba Chen aside, the Taoist of Tianshan pointed at Dongfang Lie and said to him, “Tell Lie’er your answer.”

Tuoba Chen scoffed coldly, looking at Dongfang Lie with a mocking smile: "Responsibility? I know that being a mistress is my lifelong responsibility! If my life is of any use to her, then take it!" Feeling the burning gaze behind him, his eyes softened, and when he turned around and met Rong Yue's moved expression, he gave a seductive and alluring smile.

Dongfang Lie looked at Tuoba Chen in shock: "Then what about your Nansha Kingdom? Are you just going to abandon it and leave it alone?"

"Don't you know that the Kingdom of Nancha has changed hands? A month ago, the world was informed that King Chenyue had passed away and the young ruler had ascended the throne!"

"You..." Staring dumbfounded at the indifferent Tuoba Chen, Dongfang Lie felt a mix of emotions.

"Dongfang Yao, tell them your answer." Turning his head, the old Taoist priest from Tianshan smiled and nodded at him.

A gentle smile appeared on his handsome face: "Old Taoist, didn't you already know my answer?"

Seeing the questioning and inquisitive looks from those around him, the Taoist of Tianshan chuckled and stroked his beard: "Back then, it took a tremendous amount of effort to pull Dongfang Yao back from the brink of death, consuming a great deal of my energy. But the first thing that boy asked me upon waking wasn't how I was doing, but whether that girl was alright. In a fit of anger, I lied to him, saying that only one of him and the girl could live. Ha, that simple-minded boy, upon hearing my words, immediately banged his head against the wall. If I hadn't pulled him back in time, all that energy I expended would have been for nothing—"

My eyes stung terribly, and my gaze involuntarily drifted toward the gentle, smiling man, my heart swelled with a warm feeling.