Villainous Undercover (16)
Song Xuyi discovered an extremely strange thing.
Having been traveling for nearly two years, Fu Xiyu had mentioned several times in passing during the earlier period that the affairs of Taiji Sect were numerous, and when they approached the two-year mark of their travels, she wanted to return to Taiji Sect with Song Xuyi. However, recently, Fu Xiyu suddenly extended her daily practice time again and never mentioned returning to Taiji Sect.
Song Xuyi felt incredibly puzzled, yet she was pleased to see Fu Xiyu beginning to have such awareness. Moreover, after the disciples stopped coming to find Song Xuyi, she directly contacted the Imperial Envoy. The Imperial Envoy had already reported the matter to the Emperor. Given the Emperor’s astuteness, Song Xuyi believed that the court must have already taken covert action.
Everything seemed to be developing in a positive direction.
However, Song Xuyi hadn’t expected that Lu Dun would also appear in the capital.
In an inn near the capital, Song Xuyi encountered Lu Dun sitting in the lobby.
Lu Dun was drinking tea. He had always maintained an elegant demeanor, and now, approaching the age of fifty, twelve years had passed. Song Xuyi had grown from a young girl into a young woman, yet Lu Dun’s appearance seemed almost unchanged, still looking the same as when they first met.
“I came to the capital on business. I didn’t expect you to be here too,” Lu Dun raised his teacup towards Fu Xiyu, his lips curving into a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “You must have had enough fun these two years! Why don’t you come back with me since we’re heading the same way?”
Song Xuyi furrowed her brow.
She felt that Lu Dun had come for Fu Xiyu.
After hiding for so long, they still couldn’t escape in the end. Song Xuyi didn’t want Fu Xiyu to agree, yet she had no reason to refuse: after all, in this era, a master’s command was paramount, and both emotionally and rationally, Fu Xiyu couldn’t refuse.
Song Xuyi, however, didn’t know that Fu Xiyu was secretly gripping her sword tightly.
Fu Xiyu knew that Lu Dun had come for Song Xuyi.
Despite her years of diligent practice and resigned acceptance of her fate, this was the first time she felt such a sense of helplessness.
The timing was truly unfortunate!
Fu Xiyu secretly gritted her teeth: in fact, if she had just two more months, Fu Xiyu would have been confident in defeating Lu Dun, then infiltrating the Demon Sect to find a way to destroy it. Yet it had to be at this moment…
But she had been pretending in front of Lu Dun for so long, she couldn’t let it all go to waste now…
Moreover, the most important thing now was to protect Xuyi from Lu Dun.
Fu Xiyu took a deep breath, suppressing the anger surging in her heart. Countless thoughts raced through her mind, but on the surface, she maintained her usual submissive demeanor, lowering her head and nodding respectfully.
Lu Dun had likely long since discovered Song Xuyi and Fu Xiyu’s whereabouts, as he had booked a room directly opposite theirs.
That night, Song Xuyi tossed and turned, completely unable to fall asleep, intently listening for any movement in the hallway. Sure enough, before long, Song Xuyi heard a faint sound from the neighboring room’s door. Fu Xiyu left her room and entered Lu Dun’s room.
Song Xuyi anxiously watched Lu Dun’s door, waiting to see when Fu Xiyu would come out. Suddenly, the system in her mind shouted, “Xuyi, someone threw something in through the window!”
Song Xuyi was startled and instinctively pushed open the door, intending to run out. However, a peculiarly strong fragrance suddenly appeared in the room. This scent seemed familiar, as if she had smelled it on someone before. Before she could react, Song Xuyi fell into a deep sleep.
Meanwhile, in the room across, Fu Xiyu knelt before Lu Dun as soon as she entered.
Lu Dun still looked at Fu Xiyu with a faint smile, his tone slow and drawn out, gently waving his folding fan, his voice rising at the end: “What’s the matter with Xiyu?”
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“This disciple knows her mistake!”
Fu Xiyu tensed her back and kowtowed several times on the ground. She did so with great force, immediately causing visible red marks to appear on her forehead.
“This disciple shouldn’t have disobeyed Master’s orders, shouldn’t have secretly withheld the letter, and even more so shouldn’t have killed that spy on her own…”
“Oh—” Lu Dun put away his folding fan, his gaze fixed on Fu Xiyu. “Xiyu, if I’m not mistaken, this is the first time you’ve defied me—”
“The map couldn’t be found on Song Xuyi for so long, it seems she doesn’t know the reason for Song Family Fortress’s downfall. By all rights, she should have been useless long ago, yet you protect her more and more each day, even allowing her to report everything to the imperial court. Tell me, what is this for…”
“Because this disciple has fallen for Xuyi!”
A trace of anguish flashed through Fu Xiyu’s usually calm and unperturbed eyes, and she kowtowed heavily on the ground once more. “I’ve never asked Master for anything, I only beg Master to spare Xuyi this once…”
“You’ve fallen for her?”
Lu Dun asked in return, his gaze turning incredibly sinister in that instant.
His eyes lingered on Fu Xiyu for a moment, then steadily met her gaze. After two seconds of observing the anguish in Fu Xiyu’s eyes, Lu Dun seemed to deflate, slowly sighing as if drained of energy. He stepped forward and helped Fu Xiyu up: “Look at the state you’re in. After all, you are my only child. How could I bear to let you grieve for her?”
“For your sake, I’ll spare her this once.” Lu Dun patted Fu Xiyu’s shoulder and coughed softly: “But Xiyu, your father is getting old. Lately, I’ve been feeling weaker, and my internal energy is becoming increasingly chaotic. I’m afraid I won’t be able to protect you for much longer…”
“Master’s skills are unparalleled in the world, and you are in the prime of your life. As long as Master gives the order, this disciple will do her utmost to solve Master’s troubles,” Fu Xiyu said as respectfully as ever, lowering her head.
“Xiyu is indeed Father’s good child!”
Only then did Lu Dun smile with satisfaction. He sat back down at the table, leisurely fanning himself: “No time like the present, so let’s do it tomorrow night!”
“You—” Seeing that Fu Xiyu didn’t object, the smile in Lu Dun’s eyes deepened even more. He sighed lightly and slowly began to speak: “Xiyu is so filial, naturally, Father can’t mistreat you.”
“You spend all day following that little girl Xuyi around, yet she doesn’t seem to have come to her senses. My Xiyu is so outstanding, Father naturally can’t watch you pine away like this—”
“Go to the top-ranked room!” Lu Dun looked at Fu Xiyu, his smile taking on an obvious hint of smugness: “Father has a grand gift for you—”
Fu Xiyu was stunned, using almost all of her self-control to suppress the murderous intent in her eyes.
Facing Lu Dun’s meaningful smile, Fu Xiyu lowered her head, her nails almost piercing her palms.
She took a deep breath to control her mind, then strode into the top-ranked room upstairs. Upon seeing Song Xuyi inside, her face flushed and constantly moaning softly, Fu Xiyu gritted her teeth:
She had originally pretended to admit to Lu Dun that she liked Xuyi, after all, Lu Dun was suspicious by nature, greedy and selfish. But Fu Xiyu knew of Lu Dun’s weakness that wasn’t really a weakness: Laughably, Lu Dun had personally caused the death of Mo Wen whom he admired, killed Mo Wen’s father, and seized Mo Wen’s Taiji Sect, yet after causing Mo Wen’s death, he took in countless disciples who resembled Mo Wen… commemorating the pitiful bit of true emotion in his life.
Fu Xiyu was Lu Dun’s daughter, and Lu Dun had always felt that Fu Xiyu was his inferior copy. Someone like Lu Dun would never believe that Fu Xiyu simply wanted to dote on Xuyi, so Fu Xiyu could only use the excuse that she had fallen for Xuyi.
Lu Dun finally believed Fu Xiyu’s words, but Fu Xiyu never imagined that Lu Dun would drug Song Xuyi—
This drug was a secret concoction from the previous dynasty’s imperial palace. Those who ingested it could only be cured through a specific method. Moreover, the drug would confuse one’s mind, making them believe everything was a dream, and even cause the person they loved to appear in the dream, lowering their guard.
Years ago, Lu Dun had used this very drug to defile Yu Rudie.
“As long as you leave before she wakes up tomorrow, without telling her anything, she will think it was all just a dream.” At some point, Lu Dun had followed up, mysteriously releasing Song Xuyi’s sleep acupoint, and slowly closing the door—
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“Xiyu, tonight, enjoy your wedding night well.”
When Song Xuyi woke up, she felt as if her entire body was in a steamer, covered in sweat.
Her body had lost all strength, and it felt as if countless ants were crawling inside, creating a tingling, numb sensation that was unbearably uncomfortable…
The system in her mind seemed to be saying something in exasperation, but Song Xuyi was too weak to distinguish it. Her heart was extremely agitated, with something stuck in her chest that couldn’t be relieved. Against the backdrop of these emotions, the system’s voice seemed increasingly noisy, and Song Xuyi couldn’t help but block out the system.
It was just too hot!
Song Xuyi opened her hazy eyes, instinctively seeking something cold, and finally embraced a cold object—
But it wasn’t an object.
Song Xuyi struggled to open her eyes, trying to make out the figure before her, only to realize it was an exceptionally beautiful woman.
Song Xuyi had never seen such a beautiful woman before:
The woman wore a simple garment, her face as if carved from fine jade, her skin so fair it seemed flawless. With a delicate nose and cherry lips, teeth like pomegranate seeds, even with furrowed brows, she looked stunningly beautiful. Song Xuyi especially loved the woman’s eyes, which seemed to contain autumn waters, as if filled with crushed stars. A red mole at the corner of her eye added to the woman’s charm, bringing a touch of mortal allure to her otherworldly beauty…
Song Xuyi couldn’t help but swallow, suddenly wanting to kiss that red mole. She couldn’t resist exclaiming: “Sister, you are so beautiful!”
…Only in dreams could one see such a beautiful woman, right?
The woman seemed surprised by Song Xuyi’s words, turning her head to give Song Xuyi an astonished look. Meeting Song Xuyi’s entranced gaze, a blush involuntarily colored her cheeks.
“Let go of me first!” The woman, as if not wanting Song Xuyi to see her face clearly, turned her head away and spoke softly. Her voice sounded extremely strange, as if she was holding something in her mouth, making it incredibly hoarse. Even so, it couldn’t conceal the deep-rooted gentleness in her manner towards Song Xuyi.
Song Xuyi had no intention of listening to her.
After embracing the woman, that suffocating heat seemed to ease considerably. Song Xuyi only wanted to hold on tighter, not wanting to let go at all.
Something seemed to have been thrown in through the doorway again. Suddenly, that peculiar fragrance in the air grew even more intense.
“Xuyi, endure it a little longer. I’ll find a way to relieve the drug’s effects for you.”
The woman looked towards the door, her gaze ice-cold. But when she turned to Song Xuyi, her eyes became extremely helpless.
Seeing that Song Xuyi didn’t move, the woman could only act herself, carefully moving Song Xuyi’s arms that were embracing her, and raising her hand to check Song Xuyi’s pulse.
Being pushed away by the beautiful sister, that feeling of being roasted over a fire surged up again. Song Xuyi could no longer hear clearly what the beauty was saying, her gaze fixed only on the beauty’s moving red lips.
She wanted so badly to kiss them—
But the beautiful sister looked so cold, she probably wouldn’t let her kiss…
Song Xuyi didn’t know what had come over her. She had meant to respect the beautiful sister, yet couldn’t help but embrace her arm again. When the beautiful sister once more carefully tried to push her away, Song Xuyi felt so miserable and hurt that she couldn’t help but start crying—
“Beautiful sister, I really just want to hug you, nothing else.”
The beautiful sister seemed surprised that Song Xuyi would cry. Her expression visibly froze for a moment, and she slowly released her hand that was trying to push Song Xuyi away. As the pressure on her arm eased, a moment of clarity flashed through Song Xuyi’s confused mind: the beautiful sister seemed to be feeling sorry for her—
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This realization was confirmed when Song Xuyi later burrowed into the beautiful sister’s embrace. Although the beautiful sister’s body was as stiff as a board, after Song Xuyi called out “sister” with a sob, the beautiful sister closed her eyes, her hands trembling, yet still didn’t push Song Xuyi away.
Song Xuyi, emboldened, gently caressed the inexplicable red mark on the beautiful sister’s forehead. Initially intending to blow on it, somehow she ended up kissing the beautiful sister’s trembling eyes, then proceeded to kiss the red lips she had long coveted, and her hand moved to the beautiful sister’s collar…
Song Xuyi couldn’t remember when the beautiful sister had opened her eyes.
In the beautiful sister’s eyes burned a dark, smoldering fire. Even in her confused state, Song Xuyi instinctively felt afraid…
She subconsciously wanted to escape, but it was already too late.
From then on, everything spiraled out of control…
The author has something to say:
The only good deed Lu Dun ever did in his life.
Ugh, my head is spinning so much. I’ve finally finished revising this chapter. Good night~
LP: Re-translated on October 21, 2024
Author’s last edits are always so on point to the chapter and so funny. Always makes my day (or night). Thank You
Author’s last edits are always so on point to the chapter and so funny. Always makes my day (or night). Thank You