[GL]Whose Wife Is Always Acting Pitiful? Oh, It Turns Out It’s Mine 20

Chapter 20: Surging Affection

Xue Mu laughed loudly.

“Second Sister Yunuo, why did you suddenly fall down? I was just planning to use both palms to catch your kick!” She waved to the two under the square pavilion. “Did you see? She fell down!”

Yuan’an pushed her wheelchair forward slowly, and Fengxing helped her from behind. The two arrived in front of the cheerful Xue Mu and the red-eyed Dugu Yunuo. Dugu Fengxing asked, “Is the palm technique Tower Master Xue learned the ‘Blazing Burning Palm’ of the Xue family, which is passed down only to men and not women?”

“Exactly,” Xue Mu said.

Dugu Yunuo was so angry she had tears in her eyes, glaring fiercely at Dugu Yuan’an. “You cheated!”

Dugu Yuan’an just smiled slightly and said, “Second Sister fell down on her own. It must be because she exhausted her strength practicing with Big Brother just now.”

Dugu Yunuo was furious. “Nonsense! You were clearly helping your wife cheat! You definitely used some dirty trick just now and hit my ‘Sanyinjiao Acupoint,’ making me unable to continue using my leg moves. How could you help her cheat!”

Xue Mu scratched her face and frowned. “You were hit on an acupoint? Yuan’er, is there such a thing?”

Dugu Yuan’an shook her head and sighed. “Second Sister, you started by holding back your strength and underestimating A-Mu. Later, after suffering a loss, you wanted to use a vicious move. But how could A-Mu withstand it? You would have hurt her by doing that.”

Staring at the small round pit on her armrest, Xue Mu understood immediately: So Yuan’er used her finger technique to flick something and hit Dugu Yunuo’s “Sanyinjiao Acupoint,” causing her to fall.

“Yuan’er, I said it doesn’t matter if I get hurt.” Xue Mu squatted down and held Dugu Yuan’an’s cold hand. “By helping me like this, Second Sister also feels aggrieved.”

Dugu Yunuo became even angrier. “What aggrieved or not, stop looking at me as that kind of delicate woman! You are Dugu Yuan’an’s wife; naturally, she would help you!”

Dugu Yuan’an said disappointedly, “Does Madam think I am very bad?”

Xue Mu said, “Ah… no, it’s just that Second Sister wouldn’t have struck me heavily. You don’t need to worry about me too much.”

Dugu Yunuo rolled her eyes. “How do you know I wouldn’t strike you heavily?”

Xue Mu said, “Intuition.” But in her heart, she thought: If I don’t say this, I’ll offend you and make Yuan’er sad. I won’t do stupid things that please no one.

Dugu Fengxing pulled Dugu Yunuo to leave. “Third Sister, Tower Master Xue, you two rest well. I’ll take Yunuo to practice some more.”

Staring at Xue Mu, Dugu Yunuo said out of the blue, “How much of that palm technique have you learned?”

“Are you talking about the ‘Blazing Burning Palm’?” Xue Mu said. “I’ve learned it all.”

Dugu Yunuo was silent, then suddenly snorted. “I will experience your palm technique again later—this time I won! Remember that!”

Xue Mu also snorted. “Let’s call it a draw!”

Dugu Yunuo raised her eyebrows. “Why is it a draw?”

Xue Mu said as a matter of course, “Because I wasn’t defeated by you. You fell down—Yuan’er did hit you, but after you fell, you didn’t pursue me again. I wasn’t beaten into submission by you, so let’s reluctantly call it a draw.”

Wrinkling her nose, Dugu Yunuo said readily, “Fine, count it as a draw for you.”

Then, she lowered her voice and said, “Be careful of my Third Sister. She’s full of wicked tricks, very bad. Don’t be fooled by her pitiful appearance, female hedonist.”

“…”

Looking at the retreating figures of the siblings, Xue Mu heard Dugu Yuan’an sigh faintly. She turned around and saw the unhappiness on Dugu Yuan’an’s face, so she said with concern, “Don’t listen to her nonsense. I don’t believe it.”

“You don’t believe it?” Dugu Yuan’an was quite surprised. “Yesterday you said you had many doubts about me…”

Xue Mu waved her claws in front of her a few times before smiling. “I believe you now. You are truly good to me.”

Dugu Yuan’an lowered her head to think, then asked again, “Really?” Her face was full of anticipation and joy. Xue Mu took the initiative to hold her hand. “When we got married, I wanted to tear down the Dugu Manor. I didn’t expect you weren’t as bad as I thought, so I…”

Dugu Yuan’an’s anticipation deepened, and she grasped her hand tightly. “So you what?”

“So I… so I won’t tear down the Dugu Manor!” Xue Mu laughed loudly.

Dugu Yuan’an breathed lightly, a smile flickering in her pitch-black eyes. She said softly, “Madam, let’s go back to the room.”

Xue Mu pushed her wheelchair. “Do you want to swing again? I’ll play with you now.”

Dugu Yuan’an said, “Forget it, I want to go back and continue reading the medical texts. Didn’t you want to go back to the Xue Star Tower? Go back and have a look now. I’ll wait for you in the manor to have dinner.”

Xue Mu was overjoyed. “Great! If I don’t go back soon, they’ll worry if I’ve been bullied by you.”

Thinking of something, Dugu Yuan’an’s throat felt a bit dry. She turned her face away, her voice very soft and low. “How did I bully you… I didn’t force you to consummate the marriage with me.”

Xue Mu was happy, immersed in her own world, so she didn’t hear what Dugu Yuan’an was muttering.

**

Half an hour later, Xue Mu strolled on the street and met several Opera Stars from the Xue Star Tower buying long spears and long sabers at the blacksmith shop. Two Guardian Stars stood outside the shop.

She went up to ask and found out that the Opera Stars felt that using these weapons made the fight look better, and the guests liked it.

“—Young Mistress Xue.” Mu Ruo’s voice rang out on the street. Xue Mu turned her head and found Xue Wuluo following behind Mu Ruo. Mu Ruo waved a folding fan in her hand, her smile subtle. “Why did you run out of the Dugu Manor? Isn’t Maiden Yuan’an annoyed?”

“Alright, you’re teasing me!” Xue Mu jumped down the steps of the blacksmith shop and looked at Xue Wuluo, who was wearing a silver wolf mask behind her. “Why aren’t you guarding the main gate properly, kid? You ran here to be A-Ruo’s personal bodyguard?”

Mu Ruo tapped her right arm with the folding fan. “Don’t be fierce to him/her.”

Xue Mu laughed uncontrollably. “Xue Wuluo, look, Maiden Mu Ruo is standing up for you. Are you blushing?”

Mu Ruo tapped her right arm again. “Are you done yet? Wuluo is thin-skinned, yet you tease her like this.”

Xue Mu swayed her body, looked around, and suddenly walked towards a rouge stall. “Come, come, let’s buy some things and go back. I want to hear you sing a little tune.”

Xue Wuluo’s mask covered her whole face. Those pitch-black eyes trembled slightly, then she followed, saying in a hoarse voice, “Maiden Mu Ruo is hosting an evening talk session tonight, Young Mistress.”

Mu Ruo grabbed her black clothes. Xue Mu looked up, unconcerned. “You have the most golden flowers again this week. The other women are going to be unhappy.”

“Without golden flowers, I can’t earn gold ingots,” Mu Ruo smiled. “Without gold ingots, how can I support myself?”

“Isn’t it very simple for you to support yourself?” Xue Mu giggled. “I’m just afraid our Music Star has to support other women too.”

Xue Wuluo stood straight. Seeing her standing like a wooden stake, Xue Mu couldn’t help teasing again, “Wuluo, do you want Mu Ruo to support you forever? Your appetite is quite big.”

Xue Wuluo lowered her head somewhat helplessly. Mu Ruo glared at Xue Mu reproachfully, her fingertips lightly touching Xue Wuluo’s hands clasped behind her back.

The latter’s body stiffened, and she clenched her hands into fists in embarrassment.

“If you tease Wuluo again, I won’t sing for the next month,” Mu Ruo snorted.

Xue Mu shrugged, lowered her head to pick a few boxes of rouge, and said, “Then my Xue Star Tower will be smashed by people!”