[GL]Whose Wife Is Always Acting Pitiful? Oh, It Turns Out It’s Mine 120

Chapter 120: The Joy of Bickering

Dugu Yunuo fought two more rounds on the martial arts competition stage. Lan Qian went on stage again. After losing to Sect Leader Qi Qing’s beloved disciple, she was neither annoyed nor unwilling. She walked down the stage slowly, glancing at Xue Mu before leaving, her eyes seemingly saying “I won against you this time.”

Busy whispering to Dugu Yuan’an, Xue Mu didn’t take her gaze to heart, only making a face.

After Lan Qian went on stage, several Jianghu chivalrous warriors who were watching her rushed up to spar, only to be knocked off the stage one after another. Seeing that it was the Hour of the Rooster and the martial arts competition hadn’t determined a winner, Old Madam Yan of the Goose Shadow Mountain Villa planned to go back to rest and dismissed everyone. Lan Qian looked at the people from the Snow Saint Mountain Villa and said to Sect Leader Qi Qing, “Master, I want to fight Saintess Xue Yue. I must test her strength.”

“Good child, you performed very well today.” Sect Leader Qi Qing stroked Lan Qian’s head. Lan Qian only felt her scalp tingle, her whole body trembling slightly for a moment. A trace of greed appeared in her eyes, but she suppressed it and said gently, “Master, let’s go back to rest.”

Sect Leader Qi Qing looked at Xue Mu and Dugu Yuan’an who were about to leave, walked up, and said to Xue Mu, “Mu’er, you didn’t use the martial arts of the Blue Wind Mountain Sect on the stage today. What were you worried about?”

“Sect Leader Junior Martial Aunt, Yuan’er, Miaofu, and I came as wandering swordsmen of the Jianghu. I haven’t formally joined the Blue Wind Mountain Sect, and my master has passed away. With so many people and mixed eyes at the Discourse on the Dao Conference, it’s better not to cause you trouble,” Xue Mu said respectfully.

Sect Leader Qi Qing said, “I understand your thinking. However, if one day you have to use the martial arts of the Blue Wind Mountain Sect, if others ask, report the name of the Blue Wind Mountain Sect, and also your master’s name.”

Xue Mu said gratefully, “Yes.”

Dugu Yuan’an saw strange light flashing in Lan Qian’s eyes. Hearing Sect Leader Qi Qing mention Xue Duanhun, there was obvious unhappiness and disgust in her eyes.

When the two returned to the wing room in the restaurant, Dugu Yuan’an mentioned Lan Qian’s gaze towards Sect Leader Qi Qing to Xue Mu. Xue Mu was very surprised hearing this. “Does she like her own master?”

“Yes, Lan Qian should be older than you, and Sect Leader Qi Qing is only in her thirties. The age difference between the two is not big,” Dugu Yuan’an said. “There are sisters with a twenty-year age difference and couples with a forty-year age difference in the world. It’s perfectly normal.”

Xue Mu was a bit confused. “But Sect Leader Qi Qing only has my master in her heart. Does she know Senior Sister Lan Qian likes her?”

“I think she doesn’t know. Even if she knew, how could she bring it up?” Dugu Yuan’an said. “Lan Qian herself dares not let Sect Leader Qi Qing know her feelings. Otherwise, what would happen, what consequences there would be, she can imagine herself.”

“Forget it, why should we care about others? My master is dead now. Sect Leader Qi Qing doesn’t have to give up her own major life events for her.”

At this moment, a knock came from outside the door. Xue Mu opened the door, took the tray from the waiter, and brought in the food, wine, and tea.

Dugu Yuan’an stood up to stretch her muscles and bones. After putting down the dishes, Xue Mu just stared quietly at her twisting body. Seeming to sense it, Dugu Yuan’an turned back and smiled. “Why do you keep staring at me?”

“I just feel… very novel, and also very moved,” Xue Mu said gently. “It’s really great. You can walk, your knee injury can recover…” Actually, she said these words over and over again, but Dugu Yuan’an couldn’t hear enough.

She trotted tentatively in the room for two steps. Xue Mu followed her nervously, afraid she would fall before getting used to it. Dugu Yuan’an said, “You don’t need to be so nervous. I’m not that delicate.”

“True, concern makes one chaotic,” Xue Mu smiled. “Are you hungry? Come eat quickly.”

Dugu Yuan’an sat at the table. Picking up her chopsticks, she thought of Diwu Miaofu. “Where is Miaofu?”

“Seems she followed Maiden Han Yan. After all, the maiden was injured, and she… this… uh… how to say it,” Xue Mu thought for a moment. Diwu Miaofu and Han Yan had that unspeakable ill-fated relationship, and the two weren’t together now, so she sighed. “Anyway, she just followed Maiden Han Yan! She is bent on marrying Maiden Han Yan back now!”

“I see that Sect Leader Qing Lan really wants to accept Sister Miaofu as a disciple,” Dugu Yuan’an said.

Xue Mu said happily, “Really? That’s great. This way Miaofu can often be in contact with Maiden Han Yan and make up for her own mistakes properly. As sworn sister and sister-in-law, how can we solve this matter for her?”

Dugu Yuan’an smiled. “Miaofu herself might not be willing to be restrained.”

The two slowly ate puff pastries and dried tofu. Xue Mu tasted some special rice wine from this area and said, “Yuan’er, want to taste?”

Dugu Yuan’an shook her head. “I don’t want to drink.”

Xue Mu wiped the pastry crumbs from her lips and smiled. “Really not drinking?”

“Not drinking. If I get drunk, do you still want to escape?” Dugu Yuan’an said. Xue Mu didn’t understand at first, but blushed after realizing. She pretended to be angry, “You take advantage of me verbally again.”

“Sigh, some words are unspeakable. I hid them in my heart and thought about them again and again, but Madam doesn’t know my thoughts, so I can only say them out loud,” Dugu Yuan’an said with a beaming smile.

Xue Mu snorted shyly and said, “No matter what I say about you, you always have a reason.”

Dugu Yuan’an smiled. “Yes, I always have a reason. Are you willing to accept my reason?”

Xue Mu scratched her face and took another sip of rice wine. The sweet and moist taste was wonderful. The wine body was smooth and delicate, with a faint fragrance of rice flowing between her lips and teeth. She licked her lips and replied rather awkwardly, “Since you already have a reason, can I still say your reason is bad?”

Dugu Yuan’an laughed clearly, her eyes full of beautiful broken light. Xue Mu glanced at her, her whole chest warm. Wrinkling her nose to cover up, she picked up the wine cup, then walked to Dugu Yuan’an’s side and sat on her lap. “Drink.”

Dugu Yuan’an raised her eyebrows. “Mu’er, are you… going to dual cultivate with me?”

Xue Mu said angrily, “Who wants to dual cultivate with you! Just asking you to drink!”

“I don’t know if my alcohol tolerance is good. If not, you won’t need to go to the martial arts competition tomorrow,” Dugu Yuan’an asked sincerely.

Xue Mu held a mouthful of rice wine, leaned down to transfer it to her, their lips and tongues touching and lingering. Dugu Yuan’an’s eyes also became hot, tasting the flavor of the rice wine obsessively. The breaths of the two gradually became unstable, melting together hotly.

Lost in passion, Dugu Yuan’an reached out her fingers to pull open Xue Mu’s gold-patterned belt. Just as her fingertips touched the belt, a rapid knock suddenly sounded at the door, followed by Zi’ang’s low shout.

“Master! Something happened to Maiden Diwu!”