freenovelworld Chapter 32.1 Dream of Love
Chapter 32.1 Dream of Love
"The person is already dead, why are we still going to the Jiang family?"
Luo Sifan stepped over the gray marks left by the two men's corpses, unable to fathom Mu Xiaoqing's thoughts.
"Go ahead, why aren't you going?"
Mu Xiaoqing, with a cheerful smile, casually replied.
"You don't still want to kill Jiang Yuan, do you?"
Luo Sifan looked somewhat suspicious.
"No interest. Young Master Luo is loved by everyone. I'm afraid I can't kill him all."
Mu Xiaoqing's round eyes were indifferent, with a slight glint of cold light.
A girl changes drastically as she grows up. In the more than two hundred years since, the changes in the little maid of yesteryear have been so numerous that Luo Sifan was speechless. How could she dare to respond to such a remark? She could only suppress her laughter and continue walking.
Mu Xiaoqing seemed to have forgotten to withdraw the weight pressing down on Luo Sifan's hands, so Luo Sifan had no choice but to use his internal energy to resist. His mind circulated continuously, and he did not show any signs of exhaustion for a while.
"Young master, the spiritual energy within you seems rather special."
As their skin touched and caressed each other, Mu Xiaoqing inexplicably felt her mind gradually calming down, her spirits clear and her body drowsy, as if she were about to drift off to sleep.
"It is a bit special. Do you want to learn? I can teach you."
Mu Xiaoqing's eyes gradually became hazy, and her voice grew faint:
"How can I learn in this state... Do you expect me to collapse and start all over again...? Besides..."
"Besides what? Rebuilding one's foundation after it collapses isn't impossible, but your young master is..."
Luo Sifan murmured softly, only to realize at this point that the person in his arms was pouting and gritting her teeth, her long eyelashes drooping, as if she were sleepwalking in the void.
His sleeping posture is exactly the same as before.
Luo Sifan walked from dusk until the full moon hung in the sky.
Nearby was a large city with dim lights, its gates tightly closed, with only a few guards' candles illuminating the gate towers.
The words "A Dream" could be vaguely seen above the city gate.
Luo Sifan hesitated for a moment, but the guards on the gate tower, with their sharp eyes, shouted loudly first:
"Who goes there? Don't you know that traveling at night is against the law?"
Luo Sifan had no choice but to reply loudly:
"My sister and I were invited by Madam Jiang Yuan of the Jiang family in the city to visit them, but we missed our flight due to the long journey and arrived late."
After a few breaths of silence in the city gate tower, a creaking sound came from inside. A middle-aged man in a gray robe with a stiff face walked out of the half-open city gate, yawning.
"Miss Lin?"
The gray-robed man glanced at Luo Sifan and his companion.
Luo Sifan nodded in agreement.
"Where are my young lady's two subordinates? Why aren't they with you?"
The man in the gray robe recalled Jiang Yuan's instructions and a look of doubt crossed his face.
"Haven't they arrived yet? They rode off more than an hour ago."
Luo Sifan feigned surprise.
The man in the gray robe shook his head, seemingly uninterested in getting involved.
"My young lady asked me to wait here for a long time. You two, please come with me."
The gray-robed man silently led the two through the streets and alleys, occasionally entering a grand mansion. He then led Luo Sifan and the other man to a small courtyard with white walls and left.
Jiang Yuan had kept the place quite clean. Luo Sifan held Mu Xiaoqing close, silently circulating his profound energy, never leaving her side, and fell into a light sleep in the bed curtains.
That night, the full moon over the city of Dreams shone with an unusual brightness.
As dawn broke, Luo Sifan was lost in a long, endless, strange dream.
He woke up from a bizarre dream that made him blush and his heart race for half an hour.
In her dream, she was reborn as her past life and was brutally abused time and time again by the tyrannical Mu Xiaoqing.
The details are self-evident; he exhausted almost all the erotic arts he had heard of in his previous life.
Of course, in the end, Mu Xiaoqing was completely defeated and begged for mercy. Despite repeated defeats, she fought on and eventually submitted to his Danxian Mianli.
"My dream is my own to decide!"
Luo Sifan smiled, opened her eyes half-awake, and was startled.
With her soft, fragrant body against him, Mu Xiaoqing, with a half-smile, pressed down on him naked, and an unprecedented feeling of exhaustion washed over him.
Mu Xiaoqing's slender fingers lingered on his face, their affection unending.
"Young master, who really won and who lost?"
Mu Xiaoqing was full of energy, her dark eyes were narrowed, her red lips were like fire, and her voice was so sweet and soft that Luo Sifan felt dizzy.
"I want to sleep a little longer..."
Luo Sifan completely gave up, tilted his head to the side, and indeed fell into a deep sleep.
Darkness descended, dreams plunged into the abyss, and my vital energy gradually returned.
Jiang Yuan was sensible; aside from the maid bringing her a soup made with spiritual herbs and two sets of clothes, she didn't send anyone to urge her to hurry up.
Most likely, she wanted to leave Luo Sifan with a good impression.
The maidservant was with Mu Xiaoqing, so naturally she wouldn't have seen any erotic scenes to report to Jiang Yuan.
It wasn't until past noon that Luo Sifan slowly woke up, feeling sore all over, but his mental energy had mostly recovered.
Luo Sifan felt a slight sense of relief and murmured:
"The techniques of the Hehuan Sect are not entirely without merit."
Unfortunately, it was too late for regrets. In the past, his reputation as an alchemist was renowned, and various dual cultivation sects actively recruited him. Many diagrams and secret techniques were offered to him, but he only regarded them as miscellaneous studies and hobbies, and only glanced at them casually.
Mu Xiaoqing, with her sharp ears and clenched teeth, threw a wad of clothing at Luo Sifan's head.
"The dress that Miss Jiang sent might still have her scent on it! Hurry up and put it on."
The long dress was plain gray with simple floral patterns. Luo Sifan thought it looked alright. Ignoring Mu Xiaoqing's sour words, Luo Sifan got up and put on the dress by herself.
Feeling embarrassed under Mu Xiaoqing's intense gaze, Luo Sifan hurriedly covered his chest and hastily fastened his clothes.
Mu Xiaoqing snorted softly, but her wolfish gaze didn't miss a single spot on Luo Sifan's skin.
"What's so interesting about this?"
Luo Sifan muttered, somewhat puzzled.
Lin Xiaozhi's figure was not particularly curvaceous to begin with, and after Luo Sifan practiced the Taiyi Qingxuan Gong, she became even more indistinguishable between male and female.
Mu Xiaoqing sighed softly:
"If I'm going to look, I'll look until I've seen enough. I wonder when I'll be able to see you again, young master..."
The sound gradually faded to the whisper of ants, and Luo Sifan only heard half of it.
"what?"
Luo Sifan hastily combed her ponytail and asked Mu Xiaoqing, whose demeanor had suddenly changed, with a puzzled look.
"It's nothing, I just think you look good no matter what."
Mu Xiaoqing smiled faintly, her eyes filled with a hint of smoke.
Luo Sifan sensed something was amiss and stepped forward to embrace Mu Xiaoqing's soft waist.
"What's wrong? You've become so sentimental? This is the first time I've ever seen Xiaoqing like this."
Their cheeks touched, and they remained frozen in silence. Yet, their feelings and thoughts were likely vastly different.
"Didn't Jiang Yuan give you a new dress? Don't you want to change it?"
As far as Luo Sifan's eyes fell, she saw long blue silk dresses laid out on a table.
It would have been better if it hadn't been mentioned, because bringing it up made Mu Xiaoqing angry:
"In Miss Jiang's eyes, how could the young master and I be the same thing? Her little schemes are practically blatantly trying to steal him from me."
After removing Luo Sifan, Mu Xiaoqing took out a long blue silk dress and unfolded it. Although the fabric was quite luxurious, the style was not much different from that worn by the maids of the Jiang family.
"Perhaps you're overthinking it again. You still wear the long dresses worn by maids more than two hundred years ago without getting tired of them. Miss Jiang must have gone to great lengths to cater to your tastes."
Luo Sifan made a reasonable deduction.
"How can that be the same? This Miss Jiang just doesn't want anything good for me!"
Mu Xiaoqing tossed her long dress aside and glared at Luo Sifan, clearly dissatisfied.
"Of course it's different. How could Jiang Yuan, an outsider, understand the kind of charm that Xiao Qing is wearing, to this young master?"
Luo Sifan hugged Mu Xiaoqing tightly, caressing her skin against the familiar blue cloth dress, his eyes burning with desire again.
"Don't come!"
Mu Xiaoqing pressed her finger to his lips, feeling a bit overwhelmed.
"You've been up all night, how come you're still not tired of eating! What were you doing all this time?"
"Huh!? Xiaoqing...you actually spied on my dream? Or...you are the person in my dream?!"
"Shut up! Having come to Dream City, of course you will have your long-cherished wishes fulfilled in a dream. This is the great power of heaven and earth, the wonder of this wondrous realm..."
"How could I have misjudged you back then, Young Master Luo? You're so wild..."