After what felt like half a quarter of an hour, the barrier suddenly stirred, trembling as it gradually dissipated.
Chu Qingyi stood there, her clothes perfectly intact, her face cold and devoid of the earlier passion. An even more frigid aura radiated from her, colder than before.
The intoxicating fragrance that had once emanated from her had vanished entirely, likely cleansed away.
She looked down at Li Xuan, who sat naked from the waist down on the ground. A flicker of shame and anger passed through her eyes before they returned to indifference.
"Mother, I still want... I still want..." Li Xuan scrambled to her feet, grabbing her calf as the penis between his legs stiffened once again.
"Don't even think about it!" Chu Qingyi hurriedly cut him off, fearing he might utter more lewd words.
Her cold tone pierced Li Xuan's heart like a sharp blade. His frail body trembled involuntarily, and he quickly withdrew his hands. He couldn't understand why, in such a short time, she had become so harsh with him.
"Qing... Mother, I only did this for your own good..." he stammered, his pleading gaze meeting her icy eyes.
"How is this for my good?" Chu Qingyi's tone was rigid, devoid of any emotion.
"Well... while I was... caring for you, I could... teach you everything about the love between a man and a woman. When you and Father share a bed, you'll... you'll..."
Noticing her gaze growing colder with every word he spoke, Li Xuan's heart tightened. His confidence waned, and he could no longer bring himself to voice his shameless thoughts.
"I may not know how to please a man, but that is a matter between me and Li Ye. You need not concern yourself with it," Chu Qingyi retorted sharply, her words like daggers, as if venting her anger.
Raised as a treasured jewel, she had always been instilled with the mindset of a ruler. If she wished, she could one day control the fate of the entire Celestial Master Manor. Gifted and exceptional, she was the hope of many. Upon reaching adulthood, she became a figure akin to the young mistress of the manor. If she desired, she could have countless male consorts in the future, with no need to depend on men for survival, let alone be taught how to please them.
Now, she was being lectured on matters of intimacy by a mere teenager, who acted as if he had her figured out, speaking presumptuously with a straight face. How could her pride tolerate this?!
"But... but before, Mother, you... you weren't like this. Why... why..." Li Xuan was forced back by her overwhelming cold aura, slumping to the ground as fear suddenly gripped him.
As for the penis between his legs, it had long since retreated like a frightened turtle shrinking into its shell, now dangling limply and grotesquely between his thighs.
"Enough!" Chu Qingyi suddenly swept her sleeve violently, her immortal energy surging. A powerful wave of force sent Li Xuan flying backward, sliding several meters before he barely managed to steady himself.
The tattered coarse linen robe was completely shredded by the shockwave, revealing his tender skin covered in countless tiny, densely packed wounds. Thin streams of blood seeped out, soaking and staining his clothes crimson.
His breath grew even more feeble, his entire body covered in dust and grime. His breathing was faint yet rapid, with long inhalations and short exhalations, giving the appearance of someone on the verge of death.
"Cough, cough..." A sweet taste rose in his throat, and a mouthful of blood gushed out with his cough.
The spray of blood mist made his already stained clothes even more ghastly.
Chu Qingyi looked at Li Xuan's utterly miserable state, her anger completely vanishing as regret washed over her. No matter how uncontrollable her emotions had been, she should never have lashed out at an ordinary person—especially a mere teenager, whose frail mortal body could never withstand the immortal energy she had unleashed in her impulsive attack.
She hurried to Li Xuan's side, supporting him as she helped him lie down on the bed, then quickly took out several medicinal pills and fed them to him.
The pill melted in his mouth the moment it touched his tongue. Li Xuan felt a warm current flow down his throat and into his organs, gently soothing his severely injured insides. An indescribable comfort spread throughout his body.
His pale complexion gradually regained its rosy hue. Recalling the concern in Chu Qingyi's eyes earlier and how she had unhesitatingly helped him up, tears streamed down his face, overwhelmed with emotion.
"Mother, I truly… truly only want what's best for you… Please… please don't be angry with me anymore," Li Xuan choked out between sobs, his voice trembling with emotion.
His right hand trembled as he reached toward Chu Qingyi, nervously clutching the sleeve of her robe. His face was etched with urgency, desperately hoping for her response.
"Mm," Chu Qingyi gave a slight nod. Seeing him in such a state, regret, guilt, and pity washed over her. It was all because she had lost control of her emotions earlier that he had suffered such severe injuries.
"Really?!" Li Xuan instinctively straightened up as if he had received the most wonderful news, but the movement tugged at his still-bleeding wounds, causing him to grimace in pain as cold sweat dripped down his forehead.
The pill he had taken earlier was called the Golden Wound Pill, used to treat internal injuries. Its effects were mild and wouldn't shock the body, making it safe even for ordinary mortals to consume.
However, the blow Chu Qingyi had struck in her impulsive rage had not only damaged his internal organs but also caused severe external injuries, which would be unbearable for any ordinary person.
Ah, well…
The consequences of her own actions were hers to bear. Seeing Li Xuan covered in wounds, she couldn't harden her heart. Silently reciting an immortal incantation, she gently ran her slender, jade-like fingers over his skin. A faint immortal energy emanated from her fingertips, and wherever her touch passed, the wounds began to heal at a visible rate.
"Ah…" A cool sensation spread across his skin, and Li Xuan couldn't suppress a soft moan. Squinting his eyes, he began to relish Chu Qingyi's treatment, feeling her delicate fingers gliding over his body as if sending electric currents skittering across his skin. The sensation was enough to make his body tremble, the tingling pleasure far surpassing the pain from his wounds.
His extremely sensitive body reacted instantly. His erect member stood tall once again, like a ferocious beast emerging from its lair, roaring as it sought its prey.
His tattered clothes could no longer restrain the beast's upright stance. Its proud head pointed defiantly toward the heavens, its unruly appearance both intimidating and awe-inspiring.
Chu Qingyi once again found herself in close proximity to this member, this time no more than thirty or forty centimeters away. She could vaguely make out the bulging veins along its length, the thick shaft dark red and purplish, while the large, rounded glans appeared smooth and delicate. Compared to Li Xuan's frail physique, this member seemed exceptionally mighty and fierce, making one doubt whether it truly belonged to the same person.
A faint blush involuntarily spread across her fair cheeks, her mind growing restless. Even the movements of her fingertips were affected, causing the immortal energy to leak uncontrollably.
So comfortable…
Li Xuan marveled inwardly. It seemed this injury had turned out to be a blessing in disguise, allowing Chu Qingyi to personally tend to his wounds. If he could enjoy such fortune regularly, he wouldn't mind being covered in wounds.
Feeling utterly blissful, Li Xuan relaxed his body, fully surrendering to the sensation of Chu Qingyi's hands moving over him. The stimulating pleasure reminded him of the scene that had unfolded earlier.
Her delicate calves, slender ankles, taut calves, her exquisite face flushed with desire, her wanton moans of ecstasy…
The flesh rod between his legs grew increasingly rigid, its glans twitching and trembling up and down.
Chu Qingyi observed his every move, her delicate brows slightly furrowed. Without a second thought, she knew Li Xuan must be harboring some mischief in his mind.
Despite his severe injuries, he still had the energy for such indecent thoughts.
A sudden idea struck her, and she deliberately intensified the pressure of her hand, pressing her two fair, delicate fingers firmly onto the bleeding wound on his chest.
"Hiss!" Li Xuan gasped sharply, the pain from his chest causing him to grimace and contort his face.
He strongly suspected that Chu Qingyi was deliberately making things difficult for him, but seeing her innocent and composed expression, he could only lie back down resentfully, his eyes darting around as if lost in thought.
"Mother, look... your son is so badly injured. Could I... could I make a small request?" Li Xuan's eyes were full of hope, yet he spoke cautiously, like a child who had done something wrong.
"What is it?" Chu Qingyi's delicate hand continued to linger over the wound. Only a few more spots remained before she could finish.
"In the future... if I'm really struggling, could I... do that in front of you? I promise I won't cross your boundaries. As long as you're standing before me, I... I'll be satisfied!" Li Xuan stammered out his request, afraid she might refuse, and immediately made a solemn promise.
As soon as he finished speaking, he could feel the small hand on his body freeze instantly.
The atmosphere grew awkward, and the small room fell into silence. Time passed second by second, but Chu Qingyi remained silent for a long while, her expression calm and unreadable.
Li Xuan grew so nervous that he swallowed involuntarily, his small hands clutching the bedsheets beneath him until they wrinkled.
At that moment, Chu Qingyi silently withdrew her jade-like hand, her eyelids—so delicate that the fine blood vessels were visible—lowered, completely concealing the emotions in her eyes.
"Fine, I'll face my fate!"
Li Xuan closed his eyes resignedly, bracing himself for the storm to come.
"Is... is it really that important?"
Just as he prepared himself for Chu Qingyi's fury, she suddenly spoke, her tone complex and uncertain.
"Wh-what's important?" Li Xuan wondered if he had misheard, repeating the question in disbelief.
"I mean... what you were doing down there..." Chu Qingyi hesitated for a long time before forcing out the words that embarrassed her.
Her voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz, and Li Xuan had to ponder it several times before he understood what she was asking.
"Oh, that! Of course, it's important! It's a man's lifeline. We treat it like a precious treasure, pampering it with the best care, afraid it might fail us at a critical moment. Tell me, if your treasure had a need, wouldn't you do everything to satisfy it?" Li Xuan immediately launched into an enthusiastic explanation, his words flying out in a torrent, saliva spraying wildly into the air.
In stark contrast to his fervor, Chu Qingyi remained silent beside him, not uttering a word.
However, this did nothing to dampen Li Xuan's enthusiasm for sharing his thoughts. He continued speaking on his own: "A man's needs simply can't be held back—it's truly unbearable! It's similar to when you women have an urgent need to pee. You can't just hold it in forever, right? Even if you have to sneak into the bushes to relieve yourself, the relief afterward is indescribable! No, this is even more unbearable than holding in urine. If this treasure isn't released for a long time, it can make you sick. Besides, my rod is second to none in both endurance and hardness. When it gets hard, it's truly agonizing—like a thorn pricking at your heart. If you don't pull it out, you'll never feel comfortable."
Li Xuan racked his brains, using every word he could muster to express his feelings.
"Why must it be in front of me?" Chu Qingyi overcame her inner shyness and voiced the doubt that had lingered in her mind for days.
"Ah, well," Li Xuan scratched his head awkwardly, "it's like the saying 'drawing a cake to satisfy hunger.' If I can't have it, I at least need something to yearn for... and my yearning, of course, is you. Every time I look at you, my rod immediately hardens, making me unbearably uncomfortable. And when I'm uncomfortable, I just want to find a way to release it. That's why... that's why..."
"And if I'm not mistaken, Mother, you must have enjoyed it too..." Finally, Li Xuan mustered the courage to say this.
Chu Qingyi's fair cheeks flushed slightly at his words. Though she didn't respond, her actions betrayed her inner thoughts.
She had always been a calm and reserved person, capable of enduring what others could not, hiding her emotions well. Even her father, Chu Tiannan, thought she was born lacking in emotional expression, unsure of how to properly convey her joys and sorrows.
But only she knew that she simply didn't care to bother with certain people or matters. Thinking less naturally meant caring less, let alone erupting with emotion.
Yet today, her private parts had been exposed to Li Xuan, along with that embarrassing dampness. She suddenly felt as if she were standing naked under a spotlight, her last shred of modesty torn away brutally. The shame and ugliness she had long suppressed deep within were laid bare before Li Xuan, making it difficult for her to accept. Her feelings of shame, confusion, and panic all transformed into anger. To conceal her true feelings, she had accidentally injured Li Xuan in a moment of impulsiveness.
"Mother, in truth, every woman goes through this phase, and there's nothing shameful about it. Look at me—I don't hide my desires at all. I masturbate right in front of you. In my view, as long as one's desires are resolved, every step taken to achieve that is not only fulfilling but something to be proud of," Li Xuan said, as if he had long seen through her heart, guiding her gently. "There's no real difference between men and women. The desire for intimacy is just driven by instinct. Besides, those seemingly proper women you see might be secretly engaging in nightly affairs with men behind closed doors! If ordinary women can face their physical desires so openly and live so freely, how much more should our exceptional Qingyi, a fairy among mortals, be able to do the same?"
Chu Qingyi looked at him in astonishment, never expecting such words to come from a youth untouched by formal education. Instantly, her opinion of him shifted. She had always assumed Li Xuan was wholly consumed by lust, his mind corroded by base desires. But today's remarks began to reshape the image she had long held of him.
Still, his words carried a certain logic.
If mortal women could openly confront their physical desires, why couldn't she, the esteemed Qingyi Immortal?
With this thought, a long-standing knot in her heart seemed to loosen. She felt renewed, her eyes gleaming with newfound clarity.
Seeing her reaction, Li Xuan inwardly rejoiced. In truth, he had merely picked up these arguments from a wandering storyteller. At the time, he had dismissed such scholars as pretentious windbags, using flowery language to romanticize the sordid affairs between men and women. To him, it was all a game of mutual consent—like Jiang Taigong fishing, where the willing take the bait. Why complicate it with convoluted reasoning? Besides, if everyone acted on such delicate sensibilities, how would the courtesans at Cuixian Lodge ever conduct business? If they spent their days blushing and stammering in embarrassment, how could they possibly satisfy their patrons?
The disdain he once felt for that storyteller had now turned into gratitude. Without those borrowed words, he wouldn't have known how to handle Chu Qingyi.
"Ahem... Mother, about what I mentioned earlier..." Li Xuan seized the moment, pressing his case while her mood remained favorable.
Chu Qingyi pondered briefly before replying softly, "Do not force me into anything I am unwilling to do."
"Of course! If I ever dared force you, you can cut off my... well, you can cut off my head if you want!" Li Xuan hadn't expected her to agree so readily. Overjoyed, his voice rose an octave without him realizing.
"And you must not speak of this to Li Ye," she added, stating her final condition.
"Of course I won't! After all, I am his—"
He cut himself off abruptly. In his excitement, he had forgotten the delicate nature of their relationship. Before the word "son" could escape his lips, a wave of regret washed over him.
He wished he could slap himself. Why did he have to bring that up now?
The atmosphere grew heavy. Chu Qingyi's expression shifted, her mood visibly sinking.
"Um, Mother... as you can see, I'm injured and can't move properly. Could you help me change my clothes? Otherwise... it might..." Li Xuan tactfully changed the subject, directing his gaze downward to his still-erect member.
Following his gaze, she saw that although his manhood was no longer at full mast, its softened state remained imposing. The dark red, rounded tip protruded halfway from the foreskin, twitching rhythmically under Li Xuan's deliberate control.
Chu Qingyi barely suppressed the urge to roll her eyes. Her earlier favorable impression of him vanished without a trace. It seemed some things never changed—Li Xuan remained an incorrigible old rogue, seizing every possible opportunity for intimate contact.
But how could she let his scheme succeed? With a slight parting of her thin lips, she murmured a few incantations under her breath. A surge of immortal energy swirled and rose, completely enveloping Li Xuan's body. In moments, his clothes were restored to their original state, as if freshly sewn, with every stain and trace of blood vanishing without a trace.
Under Li Xuan's stunned gaze, Chu Qingyi calmly stood up, returning to her usual aloof demeanor. Ignoring his pleas, she simply cast a spell that lifted him into the air, forcing him to "fly" back to his own room.
Watching his own body rise from the ground, Li Xuan shrieked in terror, yet he dared not move an inch, terrified that the slightest misstep would send him crashing down and end his life right then and there.
Seeing his comical expression—full of fear but unable to budge—Chu Qingyi's lips curled into a faint smile, like a flower bud blooming in that moment, radiant and breathtakingly beautiful.
Perhaps even she herself was unaware that, in the time she had spent with Li Xuan, her emotions had begun to grow richer—whether in joy or in anger.
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