Chapter 111: Instructor Yu Xuan Seems to Like Yan Zhen Too
In Yan Ruyu’s room, the cousins lay tangled together, their bodies still warm from their shared bath and… other activities. They didn’t wake until afternoon.
Yan Meng’er got up first, returning to her room to change into her loungewear. Then, she went to Yan Zhen’s room, stripping his bed, washing the sheets and blankets, hanging them up to dry, and replacing them with fresh linens. She then went to the kitchen and prepared two bowls of noodles with an assortment of toppings, carrying them to Yan Ruyu’s room.
“Cousin, wake up! Time for noodles!”
“…”
Yan Ruyu didn’t respond, her body curled beneath the thin blanket, a cocoon of shame.
The more enthusiastic she had been last night, the more mortified she felt now.
The memory of riding him, her hips swaying, the indecent words she had uttered… She couldn’t bear to face anyone.
He would definitely tease her, and she would die of embarrassment.
“Cousin, why are you still dwelling on it?” Yan Meng’er sighed. “He won’t make fun of you. You’re overthinking things.”
“He definitely will.”
“Come on! Think about how much he enjoyed it last night! He couldn’t keep his hands off your butt! Men love it when you’re usually so proper but then… you know… let loose in bed…”
“—Stop it!”
Yan Ruyu quickly cut her off, her face burning even brighter.
*Tsk.* Yan Meng’er walked over to the bed, grabbing the edge of the blanket and pulling. “Get up, Cousin! Or I’ll wash the nightgown you wore last night!”
“You wouldn’t dare!” She shot up, glaring at her cousin. “That’s a keepsake!”
It still held the evidence of her lost virginity.
“Heehee, just kidding! I wouldn’t ruin such a precious memento!” Yan Meng’er giggled. “Come on, Cousin, get washed up! The noodles are getting cold.”
Yan Ruyu reluctantly changed into her loungewear, washed her face, and joined her cousin for their late lunch.
“Meng’er, do you think… they know? Did you notice anything when you asked Instructor Yu Xuan for leave?” A new worry had taken root within her.
Yan Meng’er shrugged. “Of course they know! The walls aren’t that thick. And you were screaming so loudly, Cousin.”
“I was not!” she denied. “You were the one… moaning every time he… Hmph.”
Her words struck a nerve.
Honestly, she was disappointed in herself. She hadn’t expected to be so… *inexperienced*, not even half as good as Yan Ruyu. She hadn’t been able to satisfy him fully.
Was it because she loved him too much?
— *Should I ask Cousin Ruyu for advice?*
She quickly dismissed the thought.
— *That would be too embarrassing. And knowing her, she would never tell me.*
“Meng’er?”
“I… I was just a bit nervous! I’ll be better next time! I’ll be even better than you, Cousin!”
“Who’s competing with you?!”
“Hmph~”
“I’m just worried about facing them.” Yan Ruyu sighed. “Xiao Xinyan is one thing, but Xue’er also likes Yan Zhen. I wonder if she’s heartbroken. And Instructor Yu Xuan definitely doesn’t want any romantic entanglements in the house. Maybe we should move out?”
“Yeah, we should talk to him about it. He probably won’t object. It’s just that finding a house at this time of year will be difficult.”
“We can find one if we’re willing to pay a premium.” She paused, sighing. “I just feel bad for Xue’er.”
This was her first true friend, and now they were drifting apart because they loved the same man.
“Then let her join us! As long as she’s willing to be a concubine and call me ‘Big Sister Meng’er.’” She slurped her noodles, her cheeks puffed out.
Yan Ruyu rolled her eyes. “It’s not that simple. Don’t forget, he’s still engaged to Huangfu Wenqing. And it’s an uxorilocal marriage.”
“He’ll definitely defeat Huangfu Wenqing and break off the engagement! Don’t worry!”
“Don’t underestimate Huangfu Wenqing! The National Preceptor has taken her on as a disciple and is grooming her to be the heir to Cloud Heaven Palace! Her talent is comparable to Yan Zhen’s, and she has access to the best resources! If they fight, it’s not clear who would win.”
Yan Meng’er scoffed. *That Huangfu Wenqing? She’s no match for my cousin! Hmph~*
“Besides, Xue’er probably wouldn’t want to join us…”
“We won’t know until we ask. Maybe she’ll be happy to.”
“How are we supposed to ask her?”
“Just be direct. I’m sure she understands the situation.”
“Then… you ask her, Meng’er.”
“We’ll see.” She set down her chopsticks. “But Cousin… do you mind?”
“Mind what?”
“Letting Xue’er join us.”
Yan Ruyu shook her head. “For some reason, I feel like… this is how it’s supposed to be. We should all be happy together, including Xue’er.”
Her words sparked a pang of jealousy within Yan Meng’er. *Isn’t your cousin more important than your best friend?*
“Actually… there’s also Instructor Yu Xuan.” Yan Ruyu hesitated, then confessed, “I think… she might also like Yan Zhen.”
Yan Meng’er choked on her noodles.
“What?! Are you serious, Cousin?!”
“Uh… yes, I think so.” Her voice lacked conviction. “When Xue’er declared her intentions, I observed Instructor Yu Xuan. Her expression… it seemed like she also had feelings for him.”
“That’s… impossible! Even Instructor Yu Xuan…? It never happened in my previous life… Wait, maybe there were some subtle hints…”
“Previous life? What are you mumbling about, Meng’er?”
“I’m just… shocked! I can’t believe even the mature and composed Instructor Yu Xuan has fallen for him! He’s such a heartbreaker~” Her eyes gleamed mischievously. “If Instructor Yu Xuan also joins us…”
Yan Ruyu slapped her arm, cutting her off.
“—Don’t talk nonsense! You can’t disrespect your instructor!”
Yan Meng’er pouted, rubbing her arm.
“I was just kidding!”
“You’re asking for a beating.”
“But why would Instructor Yu Xuan like Cousin Yan Zhen? There’s almost a ten-year age gap! Does she have a thing for younger men?”
“How should I know?”
“Cousin, should we… try to sound her out?”
“Absolutely not! If we anger her, we’re in big trouble.”
“Ugh, you’re right.”
Instructor Yu Xuan’s usual gentleness made her anger all the more terrifying.
But Yan Meng’er couldn’t suppress her curiosity.
Instructor Yu Xuan was so good at hiding her feelings. She hadn’t revealed anything in Yan Meng’er’s previous life.
*Speaking of which, she’s currently training with Cousin Yan Zhen. They’re alone in that private training ground… Could they be… doing something?*
The thought made her even more curious. She wanted to sneak over and peek.
“Cousin, should we…?”
“Let’s not.” Yan Ruyu, clearly sharing her thoughts, shook her head. “It would be so awkward if she caught us.”
“Then we just have to make sure she doesn’t catch us!”
“Come on, it’s getting late. They’ll be back soon. There’s no point in going now. Let’s prepare dinner.”
“We’ll go tomorrow. I have a bad feeling about this.”
“Instructor Yu Xuan isn’t as… *unscrupulous* as you think. Even if she likes him, she wouldn’t do anything inappropriate.”
“You can’t be sure…”
…
As the two girls left to buy groceries, Instructor Yu Xuan returned to the house, supporting a limping Yan Zhen. They headed straight for the bathroom.
“You’re covered in sweat. Let’s get you cleaned up.”
He nodded, but she didn’t leave. She began to help him undress.
“I can do it myself, Instructor.”
He felt uncomfortable. His legs might be weak, but his arms were fine.
“Today’s punishment is for me to bathe you,” she said calmly, pulling up his shirt. “Raise your arms.”
“That’s not a punishment.” He chuckled, obediently raising his arms. “It’s a reward.”
“If you don’t like it, then it’s a punishment.”
“I don’t dislike it! I’m just worried they might walk in on us and ruin your reputation.”
“Don’t worry. We came back early. They’re still in class.”
“…Are you still angry, Instructor?”
“No, I’m not angry.”
By the time she finished speaking, he was down to his boxers. She didn’t give him a chance to protest, swiftly pulling them down. His “dragon” nearly slapped her in the face.
She dodged, blushing. “You were just… *serviced* three times last night! And you’re still so energetic? You… you little donkey!”
He wanted to crawl into a hole and die.
She giggled, but she didn’t tease him further. She wrapped a towel around his waist and turned him around.
The rustling sounds behind him sent his heart racing, his thoughts scattering.
Moments later, she had removed her own clothes, folding them neatly and placing them in the laundry basket. She gathered his clothes, wrapped a towel around herself, and tied her hair up. Then, she took his hand.
“Let’s go. Be careful.”
He didn’t know what to say, allowing her to guide him into the bathroom.
They stood together beneath the shower, the water washing away the summer heat.
After a quick rinse, they entered the bath. She had him sit on the edge of the tub while she knelt before him, her hands gently massaging his legs.
Strands of Water Mystic Power seeped into his muscles, easing the fatigue. It wasn’t as effective as his Beautiful Sect Master’s Starry Glass Fire, but it helped.
However, this type of sustained healing was tiring for the healer. She had already exhausted herself suppressing her cultivation and training with him. Massaging his legs would only drain her further.
He tried to refuse, but she was insistent.
“How do your legs heal so quickly?”
She had wondered about this in his previous life as well.
Even with her full effort, using her Water Mystic Power to massage his legs, she could only help him walk normally. He wouldn’t be able to continue training on those posts, let alone… *do things* with two girls that same night.
To recover overnight, he would need the assistance of at least a Tier 3 Mystic Refiner.
Could it be his master? But she wasn’t with him. And surely a Half-Saint wouldn’t bother with such minor injuries?
“I just have a good recovery rate,” he replied, unwilling to reveal his Beautiful Sect Master’s existence. “And I applied some medicinal lotion.”
“Fine, keep your secrets, you stingy little thing~”
She increased the pressure, making him wince.
Knowing they couldn’t linger in the bathroom, she finished her rough massage and released his legs. Then, she removed her towel and draped it over his head, blocking his vision.
“You promised me three rounds.”
“…”
She might claim she wasn’t angry, but he could sense her lingering resentment.
He reached out, his hand gently resting on her head, stroking her hair, a gesture of comfort and encouragement.
This was the first time he had done this. She seemed to enjoy it, her touch becoming gentler, more attentive.
Feeling her body pressed against his, he imagined a grand scene:
His “dragon,” enraged and crimson-faced, charging through a battlefield, its sword raised high.
The quiet bathroom was filled with the sounds of running water and soft moans, both of them lost in the moment.
Then, the sound of the front door opening shattered the silence.
“Cousin, are you in there?”
It was Yan Meng’er!
He opened his eyes, reaching for the towel, but Instructor Yu Xuan grabbed his arm.
Footsteps approached, more than one set. It was Yan Meng’er and Yan Ruyu!
They entered the changing room and knocked on the bathroom door.
“Cousin?”
He and Instructor Yu Xuan suddenly remembered. They had taken the day off. They weren’t at the academy.
He composed himself. “What is it, Meng’er? I’m taking a bath.”
“Cousin, you’re back early! Are your legs okay?”
“They’re… fine.”
“Just ‘fine’? That’s not good enough! The bathroom floor is slippery! If you can’t even stand properly, you might fall! Let me help you bathe!”
The door creaked open, and a small head peeked inside. Her eyes sparkled as she saw him, his upper body bare, his hands supporting him on the edge of the tub.
From her angle, his back looked incredibly sculpted, the muscles defined, his physique lean and toned.
*Drool.*
“Don’t come in, you little brat!” he exclaimed, feigning anger. “Get out! Or I’ll be mad! Mmm!”
“But I’m worried about you!”
“I can handle taking a bath myself! Ahem.”
“Fine. Then Cousin Ruyu and I will massage your legs tonight!”
“Get out! Get out! Get out!”
She stuck her tongue out at him and retreated, closing the door.
He breathed a sigh of relief, his body relaxing.
After a long silence, Instructor Yu Xuan spoke, her voice low and husky. “I’ll let you off easy this time. But next time, you won’t escape.”
He scratched his head, unsure how to respond.
She retrieved the towel, covering herself. “You go out first… Be careful. Don’t fall.”
“Okay.”
He emerged from the bathroom, wrapping a towel around his waist before returning to his room.
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