After Breaking Off the Engagement, I Started Pursuing My Master - Chapter 258

Chapter 258 Absent-minded

Jiang Huai had been observing the changes in Luo Yueguan these past few days.

She finally stopped acting crazy like before and no longer looked at him with a melancholic gaze. Now her eyes were bright and clear, as if even her eyebrows had relaxed. These days, she always went for walks with Chu Xianning, but apart from that night when she successfully clung to Chu Xianning to sleep together, Luo Yueguan still slept alone.

Jiang Huai was actually very happy about this, as it relieved one of his worries. The ambiguous feelings could create the illusion of love, and when Luo Yueguan’s illusion faded, Jiang Huai quickly recognized his own heart.

He suddenly understood why, no matter what, he could never cross the threshold of ninety-one in Luo Yueguan’s heart. It was because Luo Yueguan loved no one, not even herself. She despised herself and others at the same time, but her instinctive desire for survival deceived her, transferring all her feelings of love onto him.

It was like a traveler in the desert, wandering for a long time, dying of thirst, seeing a mirage. Knowing it was an illusion, he couldn’t help but run towards it.

Fortunately, now that she had gradually come to terms with it, Jiang Huai let out a long sigh of relief.

…

Early morning.

Today, Luo Yueguan was going to take Luo Qingyu back to Qingxuan Sect. For breakfast, Jiang Huai made them sesame-filled soup dumplings. Luo Qingyu had barely slept last night, cuddling in his arms and talking with him for a long time. Now her eyelids were almost too heavy to lift.

Jiang Huai watched Luo Yueguan and Luo Qingyu board the spirit boat and return to Qingxuan Sect. Now only Jiang Huai and Chu Xianning were left in the courtyard.

Jiang Huai looked back at Chu Xianning.

At the moment, Chu Xianning was ladling soup dumplings into her bowl, her delicate lips slightly parted, approaching, but as soon as she noticed Jiang Huai’s gaze, her eyes showed a momentary panic, and then she awkwardly looked away.

Jiang Huai keenly noticed this and could guess the reason. The day before, he had quietly come to Chu Xianning’s door to bring up the matter of opening her acupoints. Chu Xianning’s intention was to wait until Luo Yueguan left before discussing it. Now that Luo Yueguan had already gone far away with Luo Qingyu, there was no escape.

“After breakfast, Master, why don’t you go to your room and wait for me? I’ll go and prepare the spirit liquid for opening the acupoints later.” Jiang Huai stood up and left the courtyard. In fact, he had already prepared the spirit liquid, but he felt that Chu Xianning needed some time to mentally prepare.

He wandered outside the courtyard for the time it takes to burn an incense stick before slowly making his way back. Chu Xianning was no longer in the courtyard, and he approached her room. After standing outside for a short while, he heard Chu Xianning’s cool voice, “Come in.”

The curtains in the room were drawn, allowing only a dim light to filter through. Chu Xianning sat on the edge of the bed, already changed into a light, thin-strapped white dress. The lotus leaf-like hem covered her rounded legs, barely revealing her tender knees. Below her knees, her slender legs were smooth and white, like bamboo shoots, and her delicate feet were bare, her tender toes crystal clear. She hadn’t applied any rouge, and her toes curled slightly, as white and tender as pearls.

“One is at the base of the spine, and the other is on the thigh, a bit to the side of the inner leg. Which one should we open first?”

At this moment, Jiang Huai’s expression was as serious as it could be, completely devoid of his previous demeanor of acting like a little rascal in front of Chu Xianning.

Chu Xianning’s eyelids drooped slightly, “You decide.”

“Then the base of the spine first?”

Chu Xianning nodded.

“Master, please sit on the bed in a kneeling position, with your back to me.” Jiang Huai spoke softly, so Chu Xianning reluctantly got on the bed, her tender knees resting on the bed surface, her legs tightly closed, her full and round buttocks pressing down on her slender legs, her smooth soles facing Jiang Huai, her black hair scattered behind her. Jiang Huai approached Chu Xianning’s side.

Jiang Huai reached out and moved her hair from the back of her head to the front. Moments later, he noticed that despite Chu Xianning’s efforts to hide it, maintaining her usual cool and indifferent appearance, her earlobes had turned slightly pink.

Jiang Huai tried to make his voice sound calm as he said softly, “Please remove your dress, Master.”

Chu Xianning didn’t move. Her slender waist, which had been straight, now trembled slightly. After a moment, she replied coolly, “You do it.”

Jiang Huai’s head spun, and his hand began to tremble. He was usually so guilty just sneaking a peek at his master’s fair legs, but now he was expected to personally strip her dress?

His fingertips eventually grasped the straps of Chu Xianning’s white dress and slowly pulled it down. Her skin was incredibly smooth, making it especially easy to remove the dress. Chu Xianning’s back was smooth and white, and she wore a chest wrap, which was white and softly wrapped around her chest. The dress had gathered at her waist, but when Jiang Huai’s fingertips slid down her spine, Chu Xianning’s slender waist couldn’t help but bend slightly. She bit her lip to prevent herself from making a sound.

“It seems… the dress needs to be pulled down a bit more.” Jiang Huai said nervously, but it was true.

He should have been confident, but at that moment, he was as timid as a mouse. Chu Xianning was silent for about five or six seconds, then sat up a little, no longer pressing her buttocks against her legs, allowing Jiang Huai to gently grasp her waist and pull her dress down a bit more. Her undergarment seemed to match her chest wrap, with white lace frills wrapping around her slender waist.

Jiang Huai was about to ask in surprise if his master actually wore such cute underwear, but a moment later, he slapped himself to shut up. He needed to change his habit of speaking without thinking, especially in front of Chu Xianning.

At this moment, the dress tightly wrapped around Chu Xianning’s buttocks, accentuating the full and rounded curves. Jiang Huai dared not get distracted and hurriedly took out the medicinal liquid, carefully dabbing it with his fingertip just above the position of her buttocks, and spread it evenly.

The room suddenly became extremely quiet, so silent that they could hear each other’s breathing. Chu Xianning’s hands seemed to have nowhere to rest, so she gently hugged her chest.

After a while, Jiang Huai heard Chu Xianning say, “It’s cold.”

“It’ll just take a moment.”

Even though Chu Xianning’s skin was as smooth as tender tofu, Jiang Huai didn’t dare to harbor any thoughts of taking advantage at this moment. He took out a silver needle and gently pricked it into Chu Xianning’s snow-white skin. Chu Xianning bit her lip lightly, but it didn’t hurt.

“Channel your spiritual energy and try to break through the acupoint,” Jiang Huai softly instructed.

Chu Xianning nodded slightly, and as Jiang Huai had said, in just a dozen or so breaths, the blocked acupoint was cleared. The pleasure from the flow of spiritual energy almost made Chu Xianning hum out loud, but fortunately, she was prepared and bit her lips tightly to avoid any unseemly expression.

“Good, just one last spot,” Jiang Huai whispered.

Chu Xianning quietly let out a sigh of relief and said, “Help me with my dress.”

Jiang Huai reached out to help her with her dress, then softly added, “Master, lie down on the bed, and just spread your legs. Oh right, put a pillow under your waist, it’ll make it easier to insert the needles.”

Chu Xianning obediently lay down, placing a pillow under her slender waist, and gently rolled up her skirt to the root of her thighs, turning her face towards the curtain, away from Jiang Huai.

Jiang Huai, however, was silent for several seconds.

When Chu Xianning turned her head to look at Jiang Huai, she realized that he was staring blankly, seemingly lost in thought. She glared at him reproachfully, “What are you doing?”

“No-no-no-nothing, I was just distracted.”

Jiang Huai hurriedly snapped back to reality. He had indeed been distracted. Chu Xianning was usually clad in a Taoist robe, and even when wearing a dress, it was a loose-fitting long one that never revealed her long legs. But now, they were fully exposed in front of Jiang Huai.

Her figure was slender and tall, her legs creamy and delicate, yet not overly so. They were perfectly rounded and white, her skin as smooth as if it had been dusted with pearl powder, glowing faintly even in the dim light.

And now, in such a spread position?

“You need to spread them a bit more,” Jiang Huai said softly.

Chu Xianning had no choice but to spread her legs further. With her flexibility, it didn’t matter how much she spread them, but in front of Jiang Huai, the more she did, the more embarrassed she felt. She tried to spread them even more, and Jiang Huai let out a sigh of relief, then picked up the medicinal liquid and gently poured it onto Chu Xianning’s thigh. Watching the clear liquid trickle down her skin, Jiang Huai slowly extended his trembling fingertips, preparing to spread it evenly.

But the moment his fingertips touched the inside of her thigh, Chu Xianning’s legs suddenly clamped shut, trapping Jiang Huai’s hand in a warm, soft heat. He paused, puzzled, and looked at Chu Xianning.

Chu Xianning was also startled, then hurriedly spread her legs again, muttering softly, “You… try again.”

“Okay…”

Jiang Huai reached out once more.

But as soon as his fingertips touched her skin, Chu Xianning’s legs clamped shut again, instinctively, like the pincers of a small crab.

After a moment, Chu Xianning spread her legs again, biting her teeth slightly, “You… try one more time.”

Jiang Huai extended his fingers again, and this time, just as he touched her, Chu Xianning’s legs quickly clamped shut again.

Jiang Huai looked at her, puzzled.

Chu Xianning looked down, slightly embarrassed and annoyed, “I don’t know… what’s happening… my legs just…”

“Can you endure it a bit?”

“I tried to endure it already,” Chu Xianning said, becoming more annoyed, then turned her face away, “Forget it, let’s not open this acupoint.”

“There’s no reason to give up halfway,” Jiang Huai looked at Chu Xianning and gently started to coax her, “Maybe after touching it a few more times, you’ll gradually get used to it.”

Chu Xianning understood that being petulant was pointless at this moment. She spread her legs again, but the embarrassment in her eyes couldn’t be hidden. However, as soon as Jiang Huai’s fingertips touched her, she instinctively clamped her legs shut again, trapping Jiang Huai’s hand.

Jiang Huai chuckled.

But when he looked into Chu Xianning’s eyes again, he saw a mix of resentment, embarrassment, and grievance. Her snow-white cheeks were even blushing, and Jiang Huai’s mind was once again bewildered, and he became lost in thought.