Une jeunesse errante

Chapitre 216

A hint of hostility flashed in Kiyomi Tsuki's eyes. Suddenly, she flapped her wings and took flight, her entire body soaring into the air like a white cloud.

"No! You can't escape."

Lu Qingcheng roared like a ferocious lion and pounced on Qing Jianyue with astonishing momentum.

Like a mischievous sprite, Qingjian Yue vanished without a trace as soon as the light dispersed; then, as the light gathered, he reappeared high in the sky. He was at a distance that Lu Qingcheng couldn't reach, and he looked at Lu Qingcheng with a playful, mocking, and mischievous smile on his face.

Lu Qingcheng was enraged.

At that moment, Kiyomizuki, like a fish swimming in water, flew freely into the vast and boundless sky.

Lu Qingcheng was consumed by anger and anxiety. "Jianyue, I must catch you. No matter the cost, I will do it."

With a deafening roar, a tornado erupted from the depths of hell, propelling him into the air as he gave chase. After a fierce pursuit, he finally intercepted Kiyomi Tsuki.

The bright moon hung like a giant wheel, clearly reflecting Kiyomi Tsuki's expression. First came surprise and fear, then hostility and defiance, displaying the instincts of defense and attack like a fierce wild beast.

You can't escape.

Lu Qingcheng smiled smugly.

They engaged in a fierce battle in the air, their precious swords clashing violently, sparks flying like lightning, and a deafening roar shaking the heavens and the earth. However, no matter how brave and cunning Kiyomizuki was, he was still captured. They fell from the sky to the mortal realm.

The moonlight was like water, and the snowflakes drifted down silently.

Lu Qingcheng pressed Qing Jianyue down onto the snow-covered ground, looking down at him. His beautiful face was filled with anger, and his dark blue hair cascaded down like a waterfall.

What a beautiful person!

“I’ve caught you. Jian Yue, you don’t need these wings anymore. I’m angry because you’ve been disobedient. When I’m angry, I have no choice but to lock you in a cage, so you can never escape and will always belong to me.”

He was like a demon from hell, tearing apart Kiyomizuki's wings; he was like a wild beast, ripping Kiyomizuki's clothes, then kissing him passionately, biting him fiercely, and possessing him madly...

Kiyomi struggled desperately, her tears of pain crystal clear.

Lu Qingcheng became even more passionate, "Jianyue, harder, harder..."

Suddenly, the moon, as large as a wheel, somehow appeared in Qingjian Yue's hand and mercilessly smashed it onto his head. Lu Qingcheng cried out and sat up abruptly, "Why can the moon be used as a weapon to hit people? Why couldn't I finish what I was doing before I hit it?"

"Lord of the Fortress, what are you talking about in your sleep? Are you still asleep? Do you want me to hit you harder?" A close-up of Qing Jianyue's smiling face appeared.

Lu Qingcheng was terrified. "I was just dreaming about it. I didn't actually do it."

Kiyomi looked at him with a puzzled expression, then put a finger in her mouth.

Lu Qingcheng was startled, cursing inwardly: Damn it! I was just dreaming, how could he know? Talking nonsense like this is practically admitting guilt. Unable to bear her own groan, Lu Qingcheng covered her face in annoyance, "Jianyue, what time is it?"

"It's already broad daylight, birds are chirping and flying out to find insects, and the sun is shining on your bottom. Lord, it's time for you to get up."

Lu Qingcheng rolled her eyes, sprang out of bed with a swift movement, and grabbed her clothes to put them on.

Why didn't you wake me up sooner?

"I've been calling you for a long time, but you won't wake up. You keep shouting, 'Jianyue, push! Push!'"

Lu Qingcheng bumped her head against the bedpost, her vision blurred with stars, and birds chirped in her ears.

"So, I'll use this to hit you hard, hit you hard, hit you hard. You can't get angry and scold me, you're the one who told me to hit you hard."

Qing Jianyue took out the brocade pillow that she had hidden behind her back. Lu Qingcheng was both amused and exasperated after seeing it.

"Lord of the Fortress, are you angry?"

Lu Qingcheng smiled wryly, "I'm not angry. Never mind, help me wash and change."

Unexpectedly, Qingjian Yue said arrogantly, "Lord of the Fortress, I am no longer your little bodyguard. You don't need to serve you anymore."

"Damn it! Even if you become a great lord, you still have to serve me!" Lu Qingcheng roared arrogantly.

Kiyomi Tsukishi shrank back in fright. "Okay, okay, you don't have to yell so loudly. I'll fetch water for you to wash up right away."

Side Story: Kiyomi Tsuki's Date

The sun was so warm, the sky so blue. White clouds drifted by, and Qingjian Yue's mood was so cheerful. Haha, such beautiful weather! It was the perfect time for a date with a beauty! He ran quickly into the backyard and danced with joy beneath Miss Zhao Yu's embroidered pavilion.

"My beauty, my wife, it's me, your younger brother Kiyomi Tsuki."

Upstairs, Miss Zhao Yu waved back with a radiant smile. But soon, she disappeared through the window. Qing Jian Yue stood with his hands on his hips, smiling happily in the sunlight, a blissful scene flashing through his mind.

He held Miss Zhao Yu's hand with one hand and carried an exquisitely carved food box in the other, walking happily along the bamboo path. Not far away, Fei Yun playfully chased the white fox. Ah, how blissful! Then, they found a spot, opened the food box, and served fine wine and delicacies. As he ate, he listened to Miss Zhao Yu playing the flute.

Kiyomi Tsuki grinned, she was so happy.

"Young Master Jianyue."

Miss Zhao Yu's captivating voice came from behind. Qing Jianyue quickly turned around, her eyes crinkling into bright crescent moons with a smile.

"Beautiful wife".

"Young Master Jianyue, please look carefully before calling me 'wife,' okay?" A sly smile played on her rose-scented red lips. "I am indeed a beauty, but I am not your wife."

As if struck on the head with a blunt object, Qingjian Yue was startled. That voice? It sounded like He Yunya's. He stared wide-eyed, then cried out in fright and stumbled back several steps. In the sunlight, He Yunya, wrapped in a snow-white fur coat, was as beautiful as a porcelain doll. Behind her, Miss Zhao Yu was dressed similarly, yet possessed a completely different charm. If Miss Zhao Yu was a peony of unparalleled beauty, then He Yunya was a fragrant and vibrant poppy.

"Wife, why is that vixen here?"

Kiyoshi suddenly jumped in front of Miss Zhao Yu, angrily pointing at He Yunya, a black line crawling like an ant on her forehead.