Chapter 42: The Rich Second Senior Brother

“Junior Sister.”

Su Jiu had actually already fallen asleep, so she was only wearing a white singlet. She had been messed up by Mo Lin just now, and the front of her clothes were a little disheveled, revealing the blue undershirt underneath.

Mu Yunqing had just reached Su Jiu’s side when his cheeks flushed slightly. He quickly took off his outer garment and draped it over Su Jiu.

“It’s cold, be careful not to catch a chill.”

He said this, but his voice was a little hoarse.

Su Jiu looked up at Mu Yunqing with a hint of gratitude and thanked him.

“Thank you, Senior Brother… Sss.”

She gasped softly.

She hadn’t felt anything in the heat of the moment, but now she was belatedly aware of the pain on her lips.

It was Mo Lin who had bitten her, accidentally, in pain when he was struck by Shen Wangchen.

[My mouth hurts so much… Is that little bastard Mo Lin a dog? Why didn’t Master just slap him to death? … My mouth must be broken, no, I have to take a look when they leave, wuwuwu, it really hurts!]

Su Jiu endured the pain and thanked Mu Yunqing with a serious expression.

Mu Yunqing’s gaze fell on her lips.

The girl’s usually pink lips were now an astonishingly vibrant red, slightly swollen, with a tiny wound slightly inside, oozing a little blood.

Because of the pain, her lips were slightly parted, revealing her snow-white teeth and a section of her crimson tongue.

Mu Yunqing inexplicably recalled the scene when Su Jiu was poisoned and wrapped around him in the cold pool.

His heart beat faster.

“Junior Sister…” His voice was a little hoarse.

Su Jiu looked at him in confusion.

[Hmm… Senior Brother wouldn’t have caught a cold because he gave me his clothes, would he? Is this body a little too weak? … Like this, how can he be the male lead, can he compete with the other three? ]

[I’m not saying, compared to Master Cang, that fox spirit, and the little brat, Senior Brother seems to be at a disadvantage? Master Cang has many tricks, the fox spirit knows how to seduce Master, and the little brat, well, he’s ruthless and doesn’t say much, it seems like only Senior Brother…]

[Enough, I feel sorry for him! If it really doesn’t work… ]

Mu Yunqing’s face went from red to white, then from white to green, and finally from green to an ugly purple.

He took a deep breath, no longer daring to look at Shen Wangchen.

“Junior Sister, you should rest early.”

Stop thinking about things you shouldn’t be thinking about.

Mu Yunqing fled in a panic.

Inside the room, Shen Wangchen looked at Su Jiu with deep eyes.

To be precise, he was looking at Su Jiu’s lips, which were swollen from being kissed by Mo Lin.

That red, no matter how he looked at it, was displeasing.

Su Jiu was barefoot on the cold floor, even though she was now wearing Mu Yunqing’s clothes, she couldn’t help but shiver, her body trembling.

[Why isn’t Master saying anything, he’s just looking at me? … I’m so nervous, Master wouldn’t be because of what Mo Lin did, would he?]

[Maybe I can explain? For example, maybe Mo Lin thought that Master should be the one sleeping on the bed, and he jumped on the bed because he wanted to jump on Master, but he never expected that it was me sleeping in Master’s bed?]

[Don’t say it, it’s very possible. Otherwise, why would that little bastard Mo Lin kiss me? He wanted to kill me… It must be like this, hey, Master, you were supposed to be the one with a sore mouth today, am I taking the hit for you?]

Su Jiu was enjoying herself in her misery when she heard Shen Wangchen’s cold voice, “Come here.”

She was stunned, she raised her head, but didn’t hesitate, she walked over to Shen Wangchen in three or two steps.

“Master…”

Her voice trailed off.

Shen Wangchen’s cool fingertips landed on her swollen lips, his gaze also fell on them.

Su Jiu felt something was wrong.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but Shen Wangchen’s fingertip slipped into her lips.

Su Jiu was shocked.

[Master, he – what is he trying to do? Help!]

What was he trying to do?

Shen Wangchen didn’t know either.

He just looked at Su Jiu’s swollen lips, and he would think of the scene where she was lying under Mo Lin, her clothes disheveled.

Her beautiful eyes would fill with a watery mist because of her panic and fear, but she didn’t know that she looked so alluring when she looked at people like that.

How much she wanted to be bullied.

…No.

Shen Wangchen forcefully suppressed all the inappropriate thoughts and feelings, lowered his eyes, and a white light flashed from his fingertips.

Su Jiu’s mouth didn’t hurt anymore.

She opened her eyes in surprise, “My mouth doesn’t hurt anymore?”

Shen Wangchen responded softly, no longer looking at her, he waved his sleeve and walked towards the door.

“Hmm, it’s not early, go to rest.”

By the time Su Jiu came to her senses, he had already disappeared into the night.

After a night of commotion, Su Jiu fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

In the following days, the sect returned to peace.

Compared to the original plot, not many people died in the sect this time, and even Senior Brother Shuang Bai didn’t die as written in the original plot.

Mu Yunqing only suffered minor injuries during the siege of Mo Lin that day, and he recovered within a few days.

Qi Chaoye did come to see her, and after learning that Su Jiu had been injured by Mo Lin – yes, injured.

For the sake of Su Jiu’s reputation, everyone present that day didn’t mention the fact that Su Jiu had been kissed by Mo Lin. They only said that Mo Lin had injured Su Jiu in order to escape from the sect.

Qi Chaoye naturally wouldn’t come empty-handed.

“…These are all very effective healing pills. I don’t know where Junior Sister was injured by Junior Brother that day, maybe these things will come in handy.”

Qi Chaoye smiled, one hand supporting his forehead. After he finished speaking, he frowned slightly, putting on a worried look for Su Jiu, “Ai, if Junior Sister could buy some protective artifacts for herself, maybe she wouldn’t have been injured by Junior Brother that day. What do you think, Junior Sister?”

Su Jiu smiled and replied obediently, “Second Senior Brother makes a good point.”

[That’s a good point, don’t say it next time. Do I not want to buy it? Do you think I can afford it? I’m empty-handed, my pockets are cleaner than my face, okay?]

Qi Chaoye listened to her thoughts, a hint of amusement flashing in his fox-like eyes.

He preferred watching her say one thing but think another, compared to her seemingly obedient demeanor.

Especially this kind of act, where she looked so well-behaved on the surface, but her mind was filled with crazy rants.

He found it increasingly amusing.

Qi Chaoye generously tossed a storage pouch at her, “There’s a million mid-grade spirit stones in here, for you, Junior Sister.”

Su Jiu: “Huh?”

[Huh?]

Her spoken words and thoughts echoed the same dumbfoundedness.

“Second Senior Brother, you…”

[Are you insulting me?]

Qi Chaoye’s eyes narrowed slightly, about to explain, “No…”

Before the word “insult” could leave his lips, he heard Su Jiu’s wild laughter in her heart.

[This kind of insult, ah hahahahahaha, I love it! Insult me again, insult me a few more times!!…]

Qi Chaoye: “…”

He silently swallowed the rest of his words, smiling at Su Jiu.

He had been naive.

Su Jiu, who was laughing wildly in her heart, remained calm and well-behaved on the surface, “Second Senior Brother, I actually don’t need that much money in the sect. Besides, I can’t accept something for nothing…”

[Wuwuwu, please, right now, immediately, just domineeringly tell me: Woman, I give you things, you can’t refuse.]

Qi Chaoye’s lips twitched, but he still forced a smile.

“We are senior and junior siblings, why be so formal…”

[I love hearing you say that!] Su Jiu laughed wildly in her heart. Her eyes were fixed on the storage pouch on the table, and she felt that Qi Chaoye was glowing.

She declared that she was no longer afraid of Qi Chaoye.

[He just wants to cripple my cultivation, throw me into the Demon’s Den in the demon realm, and make me unable to live or die… that’s all.]

Su Jiu forced herself to comfort herself: [But this is a million mid-grade spirit stones, converted to low-grade spirit stones… Okay, I declare that I love Second Senior Brother the most from now on.]

“The most?”

Qi Chaoye picked out those two words, murmuring them between his lips.

He looked at Su Jiu, her eyes sparkling, a dimple appearing at the corner of her lips, and he found her even more beautiful than those so-called “first beauties” of the fox clan.

His gaze lingered for a moment.