Chapter 33: A Flustered Heart
Mao Ruoyu quickly covered her nose, her face crimson as she turned away, trying to hide her embarrassment.
But her heart was racing, her mind in turmoil.
“H-how could this be?!”
As she handed the jade flute back to Lin Tianlu, a wave of heat had surged into her palm, spreading throughout her body.
Warm, pure, comforting…
Mao Ruoyu felt as if she were ascending to a higher realm, a blissful sensation. The Yin energy within her body reacted to the warmth, growing stronger and flowing more smoothly.
Her cultivation as a ghost practitioner… had broken through!
The coldness and weakness that had plagued her since she started cultivating Yin techniques had also subsided.
Mao Ruoyu clutched her chest, her heart pounding, her mind filled with confusion.
How could this be?
Could it be that she was so close to Lin Tianlu that she had been nourished by his Yang energy?
But why hadn’t her Yin energy been suppressed? On the contrary, this warmth had actually enhanced her cultivation. Yin and Yang were harmoniously coexisting within her body, without the need for months of painstaking refinement.
This phenomenon contradicted everything she knew about cultivation. It was unfathomable.
The bleeding from her nose gradually stopped, and she looked dazed.
Could it be… that Lin Tianlu was intentionally helping her?
“Madam Mao, if you’re feeling unwell, why don’t you go and rest for a bit?”
His concerned voice made her heart skip a beat, and she bit her lip, a blush spreading to her ears.
After a moment of hesitation, she turned to look at him, her eyes filled with a seductive charm.
Gathering her courage, she said softly, “Sir, could you please hold the jade flute again, and let me touch it with you?”
“Of course.”
Lin Tianlu extended his hand, holding the jade flute.
Mao Ruoyu carefully took his hand, her touch feather-light.
She lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering, a sigh escaping her lips.
So… warm.
It felt as if she were being cleansed and purified, the ethereal scenery from yesterday’s dream returning, filling her heart with joy. A warm smile spread across her face. “The immortal in my dream last night… it was truly you.”
His gentle flute melody, his ethereal figure, they matched the longing in her heart. Even though it was just a fleeting dream, it had left an unforgettable mark on her soul.
Now that her feelings were confirmed, Mao Ruoyu’s heart was filled with sweetness and warmth, as well as a tinge of guilt and anxiety.
Lin Tianlu, whose hand was being held tightly, was completely confused.
Was this some kind of ancient custom he didn’t know about?
Should he reciprocate with a gesture of his own?
“Sir, could I get a little closer?” Mao Ruoyu murmured, her voice soft and seductive.
Lin Tianlu froze for a moment.
Then, he quickly came back to his senses and chuckled awkwardly.
“Madam Mao, that wouldn’t be appropriate. In broad daylight, it’s really—”
But before he could finish speaking, Mao Ruoyu leaned in, her head tilted slightly, her beautiful face a mixture of innocence and shyness. Her ample bosom heaved with every breath, her shawl accentuating her curves, her fragrance intoxicating.
The tightness of her robe couldn’t contain her voluptuous figure, and Lin Tianlu’s eye twitched as he saw her up close.
They were… incredibly large!
“Mr. Lin~”
Mao Ruoyu’s eyes fluttered closed as she whispered, her hands clasped together like a devout maiden.
But then, her body suddenly trembled, and she let out a soft, seductive moan, collapsing weakly against him.
Lin Tianlu instinctively caught her in his arms, his expression strange. He was about to speak…
But then, he noticed something unusual.
Why was her body so hot?
At the same time, Mao Ruoyu slowly regained her senses, letting out a confused sound.
She opened her eyes wide, quickly pulled away from him, and stepped back, her face crimson. “I-I just felt a little dizzy… I’ll go back and rest for a bit! Please don’t misunderstand, Mr. Lin, it wasn’t what you think!”
With that, she turned and fled, clutching her chest.
But as she ran, she was so embarrassed that she almost fainted.
She had lost control for a moment, almost succumbing to his embrace.
“Shameless! Shameless!”
She slapped her cheeks, trying to calm her racing heart.
But the more she tried to suppress it, the more vivid the memory of their embrace became, the lingering warmth and tingling sensation driving her mad.
Mao Ruoyu leaned against the wall, gasping for breath. After a moment of contemplation, her eyes widened in shock. “This… the Yang energy within me has surged so much?!”
The perfect balance of Yin and Yang within her body had been disrupted.
That strange, uncontrollable Yang energy was overflowing, burning like a furnace. And her meager Yin energy had been pushed into some forgotten corner.
“This is bad! I need to calm down! I need cold water to clear my head!”
She wiped the sweat from her face, her eyes falling on the water basin in the backyard. After a moment of hesitation, she jumped in.
…
“What was that about—”
Lin Tianlu stared at the retreating figure of the beautiful woman, completely bewildered.
She had suddenly leaned into his arms, her face flushed, then ran away without any explanation.
Was this some kind of riddle?
Wait, maybe it was a riddle?
Madam Mao came from a poor rural background. Perhaps it was some kind of local custom that he didn’t understand, and he hadn’t responded appropriately?
“Local customs are truly troublesome. I wonder where I can learn about them.”
Thump!
A sudden sound made Lin Tianlu turn his head instinctively.
Then, he saw Hua Shuya, who had been practicing her movement technique in the courtyard, crashing headfirst into the locust tree.
“…”
“Ow—”
Hua Shuya clutched her forehead, stumbling back, her vision blurry.
Lin Tianlu quickly rushed over. “Miss Hua, are you alright?”
“I-I’m fine, Senior. Don’t come over.” Hua Shuya’s eyes were filled with tears, but she quickly waved him away. “I was just a bit distracted and lost my balance. That’s why I bumped into the tree.”
“Does your forehead hurt?”
“N-no.” Hua Shuya’s voice was weak. “I’ve been practicing martial arts for years, Senior. I have thick skin and strong bones. This is nothing.”
Lin Tianlu chuckled. “Miss Hua, you’re not ‘thick-skinned.’ You’re quite delicate. Let me take a look. It wouldn’t be good if you have a scar on your face.”
“…Mm.”
Hua Shuya hesitated for a moment, then nodded obediently, brushing her hair back.
Lin Tianlu examined her forehead carefully. It was just slightly red, no bruises or cuts.
She had hit the tree quite hard. To be unharmed, her forehead must be pretty tough.
He smiled and rubbed her forehead gently. “Be careful next time.”
“Thank you, Senior.” Hua Shuya replied seriously.
But as she watched Lin Tianlu walk back to the pavilion, her eyes flickered.
With her improved movement technique, she wouldn’t have bumped into the tree for no reason.
The reason she had been distracted…
Was because she had glimpsed Lin Tianlu and Mao Ruoyu embracing.
“Senior is like an immortal, his personality so gentle and kind. It’s natural for women to be attracted to him. And Madam Mao is so beautiful and mature. They seem quite compatible.”
Hua Shuya touched her forehead, sighing inwardly.
She felt a pang of sadness and disappointment.
“…What am I thinking?! I can’t show weakness in front of Senior! Such childish behavior is truly embarrassing!”
Hua Shuya took a deep breath, patted her chest, and quickly regained her composure.
“I have to work harder, be more dedicated! I can’t let Senior’s patient guidance go to waste!”
With that thought, she started practicing her movement technique again, darting around the courtyard, her body glistening with sweat. She wouldn’t stop, pushing herself to the limit.
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