[Chapter 358: Haggard Ouyang Yuqing]
When she hugged Wu Moqiu, she felt cold. This was the attribute of ghost cultivation. The spiritual energy absorbed from heaven and earth was cold. Although she had a true spirit body, she still did not have the body temperature of a normal person.
However, she was soft where she should be soft, delicate where she should be delicate, and there was a faint body fragrance in her nose, which really made Yang obsessed.
When she approached Wu Moqiu, she also had to respond clumsily.
But Yang felt cold all over Wu Moqiu, and the heat in her body gradually extinguished. His
mind also became clear in the cold. He
actually thought of a question in his heart, a question that made him very unnatural.
“Qiu’er is a ghost cultivator~”
Yang Yiyu sighed. He
always felt that he couldn’t get over it. He felt very unnatural when he had sex with a ghost.
In an instant, the heat in his heart disappeared, and he let go of Wu Moqiu.
“Ahem, well, Qiu’er, I… I’ll go back to my room first, you take a shower.” After saying that, Yang Yiyu left the bathroom like he was escaping without waiting for Qiu’er’s reaction, and ran back to his own room in one breath.
Indeed, he was a normal person, and he had not passed the psychological barrier after all.
Although Qiu’er already had a true spirit body like a normal human, she was still a ghost cultivator after all, and without flesh and blood, she was a spirit body.
So he backed down at the last minute.
Yang Yiyu escaped, but Wu Moqiu, who stayed in the bathroom, was silent.
As a spirit body for more than 800 years, although there has been no love between men and women, hasn’t she seen it in hundreds of years?
Not a normal human, but a human soul, she has her own thoughts, and also has the wonderful ideas of a young girl’s rejuvenation, with emotions and consciousness.
From the day she was conquered by Yang Yiyu, she had this man in her heart. At that time, she didn’t know what it meant, but now she is a little confused and understands it. Maybe it is the love they talk about.
She had always been obedient to Yang Yiyu and had never been dissatisfied, because Wu Moqiu knew that today, she could be wet like a normal person and enjoy the joy of life after more than 800 years, all because of Yang Yiyu. She was willing
to give everything to her husband.
When Yang Yiyu turned and left, Wu Moqiu’s heart was bleeding.
She turned on the faucet and put herself in the shower, her body trembling.
She murmured to herself, “Does the husband dislike me for not having flesh and blood and being just a little ghost?”
As she spoke, blue tears flowed from her eyes.
Light blue.
Looking at herself in the mirror, Wu Moqiu took off her bathrobe.
A figure that was no less than that of the top models on TV appeared, and even better.
But Wu Moqiu looked at her exquisite and proud figure in the mirror and said: “No matter how good you look, the master still won’t love you, a ghost cultivator.
Forget it, I will practice a thousand times harder than others in the future. I will practice Fengdu Jue to perfection. By then, the master will naturally like me…”
While speaking, Wu Moqiu crossed his chest with both hands.
Yang Yiyu didn’t know that he couldn’t get over it in his heart. He didn’t push the little loli, which caused a psychological shadow on her, but also created a generation of titled ghost emperor in the future.
At this moment, Yang Yiyu was in a state of confusion. He pretended to sit cross-legged on the bed and meditate. He was restless. Only meditation could calm his restless mind.
…
After dawn the next day, Yang Yiyu’s mind was finally calm after a night of meditation. He secretly blamed himself for not being too much, and who knows what harm would be caused to Qiu’er.
When he walked downstairs, he smelled the fragrance of food.
In a blink of an eye, Wu Moqiu came out of the kitchen with a bowl of porridge in her hand. She smiled at him and said, “Sir, have breakfast. I have secretly seen Sister Qiu Yun cook it before. I don’t know if it suits your taste.”
She seemed to have forgotten what happened last night, with a pure smile on her face.
On the contrary, Yang felt embarrassed. He walked over to her and said thank you, and started to eat breakfast.
During the whole process, he didn’t know how to talk to Qiu’er. After drinking a bowl of porridge and eating a stack of side dishes, he still said, “Qiu’er… Last night I~”
“Sir, you are worrying too much. It’s Qiu’er’s fault. I just hope that you don’t drive Qiu’er away in the future. Qiu’er is willing to be your maid for life.”
Wu Moqiu replied with a smile.
Yang Yiyu was not calm last night, and she was even more so.
She figured out one thing throughout the night, that is, strength.
Only by practicing hard to improve strength can you not be forgotten by the master. She
will not be captured by the witch and cause trouble to the master. She is a ghost cultivator, not like other people in Yunmen, and should practice harder, and can’t think about unrealistic things anymore.
Last night, she had buried her love for her master in the deepest part of her heart.
Hearing Wu Moqiu’s words, Yang Yiyu became more and more uncomfortable, but she said seriously: “Of course not, it is my blessing to have Qiu’er as my maid for life. Well, I’m going to go out. You and Qiao Fu should go back to Yunmen headquarters today. And your sister, I will arrange for her to go with you.”
“Yes, everything is up to you, master.” Wu Moqiu bowed and replied.
In Yang Yiyun’s eyes, it seemed that she had grown up overnight. She spoke with the calmness of a little adult, as if she had become a different person, which made him uncomfortable.
Then Yang Yiyun drove away from the villa and called Ouyang Yuqing’s cell phone in the car.
After three rings, the phone was connected, and Ouyang Yuqing’s voice rang out: “Yunzi~” She called softly, her tone full of fatigue.
This made Yang Yiyun’s resentment towards her disappear. It sounded like Ouyang Yuqing was sick.
Originally, Yang Yiyun was very angry that she did not obey and return to Yunmen, but now there seemed to be other reasons.
“Teacher Ouyang, is there something wrong with you?” Although Ouyang Yuqing had become his woman, Yang Yiyun was still used to calling her Teacher Ouyang.
“I’m fine, my father passed away~” Ouyang Yuqing’s tone on the other end of the phone was full of sadness.
Yang Yiyun was surprised when he heard it. No wonder she did not return to Yunmen. It turned out that her father passed away.
He quickly comforted her and asked, “Where are you now?”
“I’m in the People’s Hospital. My mother has been ill since my father left and has been hospitalized, so I didn’t go to your hometown to find you.” Ouyang Yuqing said.
“Why didn’t you tell me such a big thing?” In his heart, Yang Yiyun thought that if Ouyang Yuqing told him, maybe his father’s life could be saved. Although he couldn’t stop birth, aging, sickness and death, he could still prolong his life for a few years.
At this time, Ouyang Yuqing was full of resentment and said, “I called you dozens of times but your phone was turned off. Later, I asked your brother Liu Xiqi and found out that you were in seclusion.”
“Uh~ Sorry, sorry.” Yang Yiyun apologized quickly. He forgot about the seclusion. During the more than 20 days of seclusion, his mobile phone was always turned off.
“Forget it, I don’t blame you. As long as you don’t blame me, it’s fine.” Ouyang Yuqing said lightly.
Yang Yiyun heard that Ouyang Yuqing was in a bad mood, so he didn’t ask any more questions. He asked for the ward number and went directly to the hospital.
After arriving at the hospital, he went straight to the ward and saw Wu Moxia guarding the door.
“Sir~” Wu Moxia saluted when she saw Yang Yiyu.
Yang Yiyu waved his hand and said, “Moxia, you have worked hard. Let’s do this. I have arranged for Qiu’er and Qiao Fu to return to the Yunmen headquarters. You go back and tell them to wait for a while. Then the three of you and Ouyang Yuqing will go back to the Yunmen headquarters together. There will be someone to take care of you on the way.”
“Okay, sir~” Wu Moxia bowed and replied, and was about to leave.
“Wait, I will give you something. Stabilize it after you go back.” As she spoke, a drop of water of life appeared on her fingertips, and Wu Moxia opened her mouth and put it directly into her mouth, and instructed: “Don’t refine it yet, refine it after you go back.”
“Thank you sir for your generous gift, Moxia knows.” Although Wu Moxia didn’t know what Yang Yiyu gave her, and didn’t ask much, she felt that it was of great help to her in an instant. After thanking her, she turned into a yin energy and disappeared directly on the spot.
After Wu Moxia left, Yang Yiyun knocked on the door. He had decided that he would cure Ouyang Yuqing’s mother’s illness and let her return to Yunmen.
A dead person cannot be revived, but a patient is not a problem.
After knocking on the door, the ward door opened, and Ouyang Yuqing appeared in sight with a haggard face. Seeing that she had suffered a lot, Yang Yiyun felt sorry for her.
(End of this chapter)
