FVN Chapter 224 The Watermelon's Dilemma
Chapter 224 The Watermelon's Dilemma
Chapter 225 The Watermelon's Dilemma (First Update)
Jiang Mu couldn't understand why this woman had such a strong preference for watermelons.
Could this thing possibly be used to treat a problem by using the shape of the object to cure the problem?
On the rooftop, the two sat side by side as they had always done, basking in the memories of the past.
A cool breeze gently brushed against Ling Ye's hair by his ear, and a few playful strands of hair occasionally brushed against Jiang Mu's nose, carrying a faint, frost-like fragrance, adding a touch of enchanting beauty.
Jiang Mu was holding a large watermelon with red and black seeds in one hand, and gave the other watermelon to Yuan Aqing and Duanmu Li in the yard.
At that moment, the two girls were sitting on small stools in the courtyard, enjoying watermelons in the cool breeze.
Duanmu Li poked at the watermelon rind with the handle of a spoon, but her cool eyes kept glancing at the roof.
Looking at the woman dressed in black with a cold demeanor, he whispered to Yuan Aqing beside him, "Aqing, do you know that woman on the roof?"
"Yes, we know each other."
Yuan Aqing nodded her little head.
Her pink lips were still stained with a ring of red watermelon juice, like a little kitten that had accidentally stolen some rouge, looking adorable and innocent.
She swallowed the melon in her mouth and said crisply, "Sister Ling has known the master for a long time. Although she seems cold, she's a very kind person."
"she----"
Duanmu Li hesitated for a moment, his gaze lingering on the woman's ridiculously large breasts for a second, his tone tinged with doubt, "Were they always this big? You must be kidding."
"What?"
Yuan Aqing blinked her big eyes, not reacting for a moment.
Duanmu Li, expressionless, pointed with her spoon to her front, then to the roof: "This is it."
Yuan Aqing followed her movements and instantly understood.
Her face suddenly turned red.
She glanced again at the two large gourds on the roof that seemed about to burst free, her expression becoming complicated, and muttered softly, "It's true—Sister Ling has always been like that."
Upon hearing this, Duanmu Li silently looked down at herself, feeling a pang of sadness.
What did this woman eat to grow up like this?
It's outrageous.
Compared to others, both she and Ah Qing are probably less intelligent.
Duanmu Li couldn't help but mentally scan the women around Jiang Mu.
Not to mention Shui Miaozheng's mature and voluptuous figure, even the usually unassuming housekeeper Bai Xiang had a shapely figure.
And Chu Lingzhu————
This sudden contrast dealt a heavy blow to Duanmu Li.
Because she despairingly discovered that even Yuan Aqing, who was about the same age as her, had far more resources than her.
This is not fair!
Is there any way to "grow" quickly?
Duanmu Li tilted her head and thought for a long time before scooping out a spoonful of watermelon and holding it to Yuan Aqing's lips: "Aqing, do you know massage and acupressure?"
"Huh?" Yuan Aqing was stunned. Seeing the watermelon in front of her, she quickly opened her mouth and put it in, nodding vaguely, "I know a little."
Duanmu Li said earnestly, "Starting tonight, we'll sleep together, and you can give me a massage."
"Me? Press where?" Yuan Aqing was still confused.
Duanmu Li pointed to her front.
?
Yuan Aqing opened her beautiful eyes wide, her face flushed, and she said shyly, "No—that's not a good idea—"
Duanmu Li ate watermelon and said, "What's wrong with that? We're both women."
"Oh, how long should I press?"
"After a few years, you won't need to do it for me anymore."
"Back then, were you already older than Sister Ling?" Yuan Aqing asked softly.
"have no idea."
Duanmu Li ate a watermelon, her tone calm, "Anyway, I'll find someone else to massage my feet when the time comes."
Yuan Aqing asked in confusion, "Who should we replace them with?"
Duanmu Li glared at her: "Children shouldn't pry into adult matters."
"oh oh."
Yuan Aqing shut up, looking aggrieved.
on the roof.
Jiang Mu scooped out a spoonful of watermelon, turned to look at Ling Ye beside her, and asked, "Sister Ling, did you suddenly come to Huzhou City for something important? Weren't you chasing Qiu Yuexin?"
When Qiu Yuexin was mentioned, a complex expression flashed across Ling Ye's face.
She shook her head slightly and said, "Your demon sister is very cunning; she has already escaped back to the territory of the Qingqiu clan. Qingqiu is a stronghold of the demon race, with deeply entrenched power—"
At this stage, I am unable to go in and pursue them alone.
However, the headquarters has given me a new secret order: for the time being, they don't intend to continue relentlessly pursuing Qiu Yuexin.
"What new mission?" Jiang Mu asked curiously.
Hearing that the love-hate relationship between Ling Ye and Qiu Yuexin in their "cat and mouse game" had finally come to a temporary end, Jiang Mu breathed a sigh of relief.
If those two women really start fighting in the future, he won't have to be caught in the middle anymore when it comes to whose side he should take.
Ling Ye did not answer his question, but said calmly, "I came to Huzhou City this time partly to visit you, and partly to seek an opportunity."
I only learned about this opportunity by chance later; I hadn't found it at the time, so I decided to go back and try my luck.
"An opportunity?" Jiang Mu raised an eyebrow. "Near Huzhou City?"
"Um.
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Ling Ye gently nodded to Zhen's head, her lips pursing the rim of the spoon, leaving a slight dampness. "Do you remember the first time we went to Black Soil Village to hunt down the Snake Mother?"
Jiang Mu nodded vigorously: "Of course I remember, that was the first time I witnessed your power, Sister Ling."
Ling Ye rolled her eyes at him and continued, "You were patrolling the village at the time, while I led a few elite men into that dry well to kill the Snake Mother underground. After killing the Snake Mother, I left that place with my men."
"But later, by chance, I learned that there was a secret realm hidden beneath that dry well, and inside there was a divine object."
At this point, a fervent light shone in Ling Ye's eyes. "So the reason I rushed back to Huzhou this time is to go to Black Soil Village again and find that divine artifact."
If I'm lucky enough to get my hands on it, perhaps there's hope that my lost cultivation level can be fully restored.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Mu perked up and quickly asked, "Do you need my help?"
"need."
Ling Ye looked at him, his eyes serious: "You saw the villagers of Black Soil Village back then. Because they had been eating 'ghost food' for a long time," he said, "they were basically all mentally unstable, like walking corpses."
"If I forcibly open the secret realm to retrieve that divine artifact, it might provoke them and even attract other lurking monsters from the surrounding area."
"Therefore, I need someone up there to help me guard the village and prevent any accidents from happening. I came here this time to ask Qingshan to send some people to seal off the village and watch over the villagers."
Jiang Mu immediately patted his chest and said, "No problem, I'll protect you. When do we set off?"
"Get ready tonight, we'll set off first thing tomorrow morning," Ling Ye said.
"Okay, then you can stay here tonight. I'll have Ah Qing prepare a room for you."
Jiang Mu suggested.
Ling Ye pursed her pink lips, not agreeing, but instead turned to look at the man beside her.
A cool breeze ruffled her hair, causing it to sway gently in front of her eyes.
It added a touch of mystery to her cold and beautiful face.
"Little Jiang————"
Ling Ye's voice was soft and gentle, "I've heard about some things you did in Yancheng. You're very capable and quite the star."
The woman sighed inwardly.
I remember when we first met, I looked down on this spoiled brat, who was only at the second realm.
But who could have imagined that we've already reached the fifth realm?
She always considered herself a genius, but compared to Jiang Mu, she was no match at all.
"It's nothing special, just good luck."
Jiang Mu waved his hand, feigning modesty.
Ling Ye was silent for a moment, then asked casually, "By the way, that Water Master—do you like her?"
Jiang Mu was taken aback, then chuckled and said, "It's alright, he's really a nice person, just like you said before, Sister Ling, very gentle."
Ling Ye stared at him intently: "So, you actually like her type of woman, right? Something more mature?"
"Uh...it's alright, I guess."
Jiang Mu wiped the sweat from her forehead and answered cautiously.
Ling Ye persisted: "I'm going to ask you a question, and you must answer honestly. You're not allowed to lie."
"Which type do you prefer, mine or the Water Master's type?"
"I've already—"
"You're not allowed to say you like them all!"
Just as Jiang Mu was about to unleash his ultimate life-saving move, Ling Ye interrupted him, blocking his escape route.
Jiang Mu was truly numb now.
One is a cold and aloof ruler with a broad mind and a grand vision. The other is a mature and alluring woman with a large bottom.
How is he supposed to choose?
There's no way to choose at all.
Jiang Mu simply scooped out a large piece of seedless red watermelon, held it to Ling Ye's luscious red lips, and said with a smile, "Do you even need to ask? Of course, I like your type the most, Sister Ling! Aloof, domineering, and reassuring, you're simply my dream girl."
Speak human language to people, and speak ghost language to ghosts.
If Aunt Shui asks the same question someday, I can just give her the exact same standard answer.
Its main selling point is flexibility and adaptability, and being a master of balancing things.
"real?"
Ling Ye looked at him with a mixture of belief and doubt, her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed.
"More real than real gold."
Jiang Mu was practically swearing an oath to the heavens.
"Hmph, you're smart to know what's good for you."
Ling Ye's lips curled up slightly, revealing a smug look.
Looking at the watermelon offered to her lips, she hesitated for a moment, then slightly opened her cherry-like mouth and gently took a bite.
Her pink tongue inadvertently brushed against the red melon, bringing with it a glistening drop of juice that slid down her lips.
She stuck out her tongue and gently licked away the sweet juice.
Jiang Mu's Adam's apple bobbed as she watched, and she swallowed hard.
While chewing on the sweet watermelon, Ling Ye cast his gaze toward the deep sky in the distance and said softly, "Xiao Jiang, I asked you this for no other reason than that."
Actually, Master Shui is a very nice person, but he is indeed a bit old—well, me too. I just think that a man like you should consider things more carefully when looking for a wife.
If we absolutely have to find someone our age—maybe, I mean maybe. Maybe I'd be slightly better than Master Shui.
Of course, I'm not saying anything bad about the Water Master; I'm just stating the facts.
Jiang Mu looked at her and asked, "Sister Ling, I want to get married now, can I marry you?"
Ling Ye blushed, then turned her face away, feigning composure: "Don't joke around. I'm not suitable to be a wife, and we can't be together."
Jiang Mu pursed her lips.
What are you talking about?
After all that buildup, I thought you were going to pay me to do it, but then you just say this after I've already gone all out?
But upon further reflection, Jiang Mu felt relieved.
That makes sense, Sister Ling is more suited to be a wet nurse.
Ling Ye glanced at the man's seemingly disappointed expression, then gently bit her rosy lower lip with her pearly white teeth.
She opened her mouth, as if she wanted to explain something, but the words caught in her throat, and in the end, she said nothing.
I don't know why.
In the days after separating from Jiang Mu, he followed Qiu Yuexin.
The long journey gave her ample time to think.
She felt as if she had figured out a lot of things and had mustered up her courage. She mentally rehearsed what she wanted to say to this man during their meeting hundreds of times.
But once I actually stood before him, the words I had rehearsed in my mind were like a damp fuse—
With a hiss, the engine went out completely.
The feelings between men and women are sometimes like the moon obscured by clouds in the night sky.
Even though you know the bright moonlight is behind the clouds, the wind doesn't blow and the clouds don't disperse, you just can't grasp that real light.
The more you try to deliberately dispel the fog, the easier it is to get lost in this hazy state of gain and loss.
In essence, what is the difference between Ling Ye and Shui Miaozheng?
They were all once high-ranking, privileged women.
When it comes to relationships, they instinctively carry a deep sense of restraint and avoidance, like hedgehogs that always use their hard quills to protect themselves.
However, Shui Miaozheng lost her virginity by chance.
Since the deed was done, she decided to throw caution to the wind, abandoning all pretense and inhibitions, and unleashing her passion as a woman.
And what about Ling Ye?
She was like a cat lingering outside a glass jar.
Despite being incredibly hungry, it could only watch longingly through that transparent barrier, anxiously scratching and rubbing at the object with its paws.
Although she had once humbled herself and shared a bed with Jiang Mu outside Huzhou City to help him overcome the backlash from the "Cold Moon Ice Heart Technique," and they had been intimate.
He even got taken advantage of by this little rascal.
But that was ultimately just superficial healing; it didn't truly cross that crucial threshold.
It didn't go as far as the final step of soul-to-soul connection.
Unless that thin veil is pierced, she will never be able to overcome that hurdle in her heart.
After finishing the sweet watermelon, Ling Ye did not linger in the Jiang family's courtyard and went alone to the Demon Slayer Division to find Ran Qingshan.
As a patrolman holding the Commander-in-Chief's plaque, Ling Ye held a high position and great power, and naturally had the authority to temporarily summon local demon-slaying envoys.
Upon hearing that she needed help, Zai Qingshan readily agreed.
"Since Inspector Ling has spoken, then there's naturally no problem. I will immediately dispatch two officers from my branch to be at your command tomorrow morning, accompanying you to Black Soil Village to investigate."
Ran Qingshan said.
Thank you.
Ling Ye nodded slightly.
Ran Qingshan looked at her, hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice:
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"Inspector Ling, the Chief Inspector Zhou Yuanzhi, who was recently sent by the General Headquarters, is also in our Huzhou City."
She provided resources to He Qingyang of the Divine Sword Sect—and other cultivators at the tenth realm. Do you know why she did this?
"
Ling Ye paused, remained silent, and a hint of sadness flickered in his eyes.
She naturally understood the implications of this.
This shows that the Daqing court has lost patience.
They concluded that there was no way to repair Shangguan Luoxue's damaged Dao foundation, so they prepared to abandon her.
Support a new garrison commander to take office.
Seeing that she remained silent, Ran Qingshan said with concern, "I've been thinking to myself, if General Shangguan really reaches the point of exhaustion and can no longer hold onto her current position, perhaps—she could follow your method from back then."
Even if one's cultivation level drops, at least one can save their life and retain some of their cultivation.
Ling Ye gave a self-deprecating, bitter smile: "I only survived by sheer luck, thanks to favorable timing and circumstances. And the backlash I suffered afterward was beyond the imagination of ordinary people."
"Luoxue's situation is more complicated than mine was back then. As for what will happen in the future—we'll see when the time comes."
At this point, Ling Ye's gaze sharpened considerably. "But no matter what, anyone who tries to kick her while she's down, or harbors any wicked thoughts to scheme against her and climb over my disciple to get ahead—I, Ling Ye, will risk my life to tear them to pieces!"