Translator: CinderTL
Chang Yulian's cheeks flushed crimson, her earlobes glowing like burning coals. Her small hands fluttered nervously, unsure where to rest, making her appear utterly flustered.
Xu Sanyan paid her no mind, leaning closer until he was practically pressed against her. His nose twitched slightly as he inhaled her delicate fragrance, his restless fingers fidgeting against her.
"Young Master Lin... what are you doing?" Chang Yulian twisted her body, burying her face in her chest, her movements a mix of resistance and coy reluctance, perfectly embodying the "push-pull" dynamic.
Xu Sanyan gently nipped her earlobe, whispering softly, "Guess..."
Chang Yulian pressed her slender, jade-like hands against Xu Sanyan's chest, her voice coquettish. "This humble servant... I already have a family. Young master, please refrain from such advances."
Xu Sanyan felt the small hands on his chest. Rather than pushing him away, they seemed to be caressing him, exerting almost no force. With a slight forward pressure, he could easily pull Chang Yulian into his arms.
But he didn't.
Instead, Xu Sanyan straightened up, his smile vanishing instantly, replaced by a calm, detached expression. A hint of icy aloofness flickered in his eyes, as if erecting an invisible barrier between them.
He withdrew his hand from her leg, smoothed his robes, and met her gaze steadily.
"Since Miss Chang objects, then let's drop it. I would never force anyone to do something against their will. There's no need for you to help me heal tonight. It's late; please return to your quarters."
With that, he flicked his sleeves and rose to his feet, turning to enter the house without a second glance at Chang Yulian.
The abruptness of his emotional shift left her utterly bewildered.
"Uh... no... this..."
Chang Yulian's face was a mask of bewilderment. Xu Sanyan's sudden change of demeanor had thrown her completely off balance. She clutched the hem of her robe, frozen in place.
She couldn't understand what had gone wrong. They had been enjoying themselves just moments ago—why the sudden coldness?
She hadn't done anything wrong, had she? She had only given him a gentle push, barely exerting any force at all.
Chang Yulian desperately wanted to wave him back. Fine, I won't push him anymore!
"Young Master Lin..." she called out tentatively, her voice soft.
Xu Sanyan pretended not to hear, casually closing the door behind him, leaving her alone outside.
What did I even do to him?
A strange sense of grievance welled up in Chang Yulian's heart. She couldn't understand how she had offended Xu Sanyan. She thought her performance had been flawless.
Meanwhile, Xu Sanyan sat on the bed, circulating his internal energy to nourish his meridians, all while subtly monitoring Chang Yulian's every move in the courtyard.
His actions stemmed from nothing more than boredom and a desire to amuse himself. He was curious to see what Chang Yulian would do next: would she retreat silently, or would she come inside to demand an explanation?
If she retreated quietly, he would let it go. But if she persisted in her pursuit, he could draw a clear conclusion: something about him held a powerful allure for her.
It was either a treasure he possessed, or himself.
Xu Sanyan was deeply curious about why the Chang Family kept sending members in waves: first Chang Yinu, then Chang Fangmu, and now Chang Yulian. It was as if they wouldn't rest until he slept with her.
The more persistent they became, the more hesitant he grew.
After pondering for a moment, Xu Sanyan considered planting a Demonic Seed in Chang Yulian to uncover their motives.
Chang Yulian's cultivation level was only at the Initial Stage of the Dao Seeking realm, a full major realm below his own. She would have little resistance against the Demonic Seed's corruption.
However, this would waste one of his limited Demonic Seed slots.
So far, he had planted Demonic Seeds in his maids Meng Zhuer and Xiang Tan. The previous hosts—Junior Sister Zhao, Fang Xiang, and others—had already died, freeing up those slots.
After further deliberation, Xu Sanyan couldn't suppress his curiosity. He rose, pushed open the wooden door with a creak, and Chang Yulian turned to look. Seeing him emerge again, she quickly stood up and apologized,
"Young Master Lin, please forgive me. If I have offended you in any way, please tell me plainly. I will correct my behavior immediately."
Xu Sanyan glanced at her with a raised eyebrow, his expression remaining utterly unchanged.
Chang Yulian's expression seemed to struggle, as if she were making a tremendous concession. "Young Master Lin... if you truly wish for me to accompany you, it's not entirely impossible..."
Her voice grew softer and softer, her head bowed, unable to meet his gaze, as if uttering these words required immense resolve.
Xu Sanyan found this amusing, but he wasn't in a hurry to plant the Demonic Seed. Playing along with her for a while wouldn't hurt.
Without a word, he simply stepped aside, opening the doorway slightly, his meaning unmistakable.
Chang Yulian understood immediately. She lifted her small foot, her head still lowered, her eyes avoiding his, like a little girl who had done something wrong. She walked past him obediently and entered the room.
Though her face flushed with shyness, Chang Yulian's heart surged with excitement. She was finally about to succeed!
Hmph, you may be as cunning as a fox, but you'll still end up drinking my foot-washing water!
Chang Yulian's smugness grew, and she couldn't resist fantasizing about how she would toy with him later.
Xu Sanyan watched coldly as she dawdled into the room, sat demurely on the bed with her hands clasped over her abdomen, her face a mask of nervous shyness.
Bang!
The door slammed shut, cutting off the moonlight and plunging the room into darkness.
Tap, tap, tap...
Unhurried footsteps approached. Chang Yulian, her head bowed, felt him sit beside her.
Xu Sanyan remained silent, staring intently at her.
"Young master... please have mercy on me..." Chang Yulian whispered, biting her lip and squeezing her eyes shut.
"Heh heh heh..."
Xu Sanyan bent down, lifted her calf, and raised her skirt. He then reached out and removed her pristine white shoes.
"Mmm..."
Chang Yulian reclined gently on the bed, assuming a posture of complete surrender.
"Your Chang Family is so strange..." Xu Sanyan murmured, toying with her delicate foot. His fingers tickled her sole, sending a tingling sensation like an electric current through her body, causing her to tremble slightly.
"What do you mean, young master?" Chang Yulian asked.
Xu Sanyan turned to lie beside her, unable to resist pinching her flushed cheek. "Why are you all so eager to sleep with me?"
"Hmm?"
Chang Yulian opened her eyes, a flicker of light in her gaze. Feigning embarrassment, she asked, "Isn't this... what you wanted, young master?"
"So you'd just give it to me if I wanted it?" Xu Sanyan's lips curled into a smirk.
"Well..."
Chang Yulian was momentarily at a loss for words.
This was the first time anyone had ever asked her such a question. Every other man she'd encountered had been like a monkey in heat, tearing at her clothes the moment they reached this point. Why was Young Master Lin always acting so unpredictably?
"Besides me, how many others have you given yourself to?" Xu Sanyan asked a presumptuous question.
"You!"
Chang Yulian feigned anger, turning her head away. "Young master, your words are far too disrespectful. I have always upheld the virtues of a virtuous woman. Apart from my husband, I have never shared such intimacy with another man."
As she spoke, Chang Yulian silently calculated: since fifty years ago, averaging seven or eight men per year...
(End of the Chapter)
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