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Chapter 20: Self-Recommended Pillow Mat
Song Qingshi felt a little uneasy.
He felt that he had forgotten something very important.
An Long was housed at the separate Jingxin Compound. The valley servants sent to serve him were all carefully selected by Yue Wuhuan. All of them were older servants who did their work steadily. Because An Long was addicted to drinking, once, when his alcohol addiction struck, he had drank all the medicinal liquor he had hidden in his cellar. So this time he sent someone to purchase a batch of fine wines and had them sent to the separate compound.
They’ve also set up alarm charms on the compound’s door, windows and roof so that they would know if An Long gets up to any drunken antics. He had once crawled in in the middle of the night and dragged him to climb trees together to catch cicadas and crawl through the grass to find crickets.
Everything was arranged properly so what was he forgetting?
In the middle of the night, Song Qingshi unfurled his hair, changed into his pajamas and lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
Finally, a light flashed in his mind and he remembered what he had forgotten…
Song Qingshi suddenly jumped out of bed. Alarmed, he put on his shoes and robe and heedless of anything else, ran straight to An Long’s compound.
He had forgotten that Xiao Bai loves to eat mice!
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It was really late at night. The smell of alcohol coming from An Long’s room was so strong that he could smell it from outside the door. The light was out and the person inside seemed to already be asleep.
Song Qingshi stood at the door. He gathered up his robe. He raised a hand to knock and after hesitating for a long time knocked gently on the door.
A moment later, the door slowly opened.
The strong scent of alcohol rushed out and a pair of sturdy arms wrapped around his waist in the dark.
“Baby, I’ve been waiting for you.”
Song Qingshi was utterly confused and before he knew what was happening, he had already been carried onto the bed.
His robe, which he hadn’t worn properly, was casually pushed open. His hands were pressed down hard. Hot, moist breath brushed against his neck. The husky voice was filled with desire, “You won’t be leaving tonight.”
Song Qingshi tried to struggle free but found that he couldn’t move at all.
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An Long was shocked. “Why is it you?”
Song Qingshi put away the flames and tied his robe again. He asked with a dark expression on his face, “Who did you think it was?”
“I thought…” An Long’s expression was extremely embarrassed. He held his injured hand and said, aggrieved, “I thought it was that girl named Huang Ling, coming to serve as my bed partner.”
Huang Ling? Song Qingshi thought for a while and found that he did kind of remember this valley servant. She was a relative newcomer, having only been in the Medicine King’s Valley for a few years. She was responsible for taking care of the garden nearby. Most of the valley servants were men; there were only 30 or 40 women and most of them are middle-aged married women. Huang Ling was young, cheerful, intelligent, gutsy and good-looking. And so, she was rather well-received among the valley servants. Song Qingshi used to run into her in the yard. They’ve even exchanged a few words to clarify some matters. Later on, after Wuhuan took charge of internal affairs, he never saw her anymore.
“You kept saying that I get drunk and cause trouble. Now, you come breaking in to my room and you’re not even drunk. What are you doing?” Seeing Song Qingshi hesitate, An Long, the thief crying thief, complained, “You’ve even got your hair loose and you’re dressed like that. Take a look at yourself in the mirror. I don’t think you can blame me for making a mistake. You should be thankful that I didn’t light up a lamp, otherwise I would have been scared to death.”
Song Qingshi couldn’t help but look back at the mirror. White robe…long hair…
Fine, he does kind of look a bit like a female ghost.
Although it was a little uncomfortable, they were both men and it was unintentional. He was no great beauty like Yue Wuhuan. There was no tofu to eat. This wasn’t worth bickering about.
“Forget it,” Song Qingshi graciously turned to other problems, “When did you hook up with my valley servant?”
“Don’t talk nonsense,” An Long climbed onto the edge of the bed and sat down. He raised his hand and swore, “She was the one who took the initiative to hook up with me. If you don’t believe me, ask her.”
He casually put on his robe and loosely tied up his pants letting them appear as though they were about to fall off.  He sat down carelessly, casually showing off his perfect inverted triangle figure and the six pack on his stomach. He oozed that bad boy charm that fascinated all the girls.
Song Qingshi thought of the glorious achievements of his womanizing ways and had to believe him.
An Long smirked and asked, “Why are you looking for me in the middle of the night?”
“I didn’t come to see you,” Song Qingshi remembered the most important thing and immediately stood up and looked around, “Where’s Xiao Bai?”
The Luminous Dragon snaked down from the beam and affectionately raised its head.
Song Qingshi grabbed the Luminous Dragon and warned him seriously and solemnly, ordering it not to eat any of the rats in the Medicine King’s Valley.
The Luminous Dragon was extremely psychic. It wagged its head to express its understanding. Song Qingshi knew that it wouldn’t mess around like An Long. He finally let it go, promising to compensate it with lots of delicious food and he also promised to play with it.
While one person and one snake were conversing, An Long looked out the door with a smile that was yet not a smile. He had long discovered that Yue Wuhuan was standing far away in the courtyard, taking in everything that happened in the room. However, he couldn’t see any flaws in Yue Wuhuan’s body. His expressions and movements were very relaxed, as though he cared nothing at all about this farce.
How truly interesting…
Yue Wuhuan realized that An Long was observing himself. He hurriedly bowed in greeting. He kept head down in embarrassment as he took his leave, pretending that he hadn’t seen anything.
Every reaction was impeccably natural.
He was every bit like a servant who knows his place; sensible and well-behaved, never taking a step out of line.
Unfortunately, An Long didn’t believe it.
In the Western Forest, everyone knew that the most gorgeous ones were the most poisonous.
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After lecturing the Luminous Dragon well, Song Qingshi prepared to leave.
An Long smiled and pointed out the door. “Your eldest disciple was having a good laugh at us.”
“It’s all your fault.” Song Qingshi blushed, feeling that his mature and stable image in front of Yue Wuhuan had been ruined by An Long, this scoundrel. He hurried away and quickly took Yue Wuhuan with him to leave the Jingxin Compound. .
Seeing the two walking away, An Long got up and opened another jug of wine. He gulped it down fiercely.
The more he drank of this wine, the more clear-headed he became.
He touched his burned hand and laughed at himself. “Ha, and I thought I was in for something good…”
…
Song Qingshi explained to Yue Wuhuan as he walked, “That guy is an Alaskan Malamute. Don’t take it to heart. I’m not usually like this.”
Yue Wuhuan asked uncertainly, “What is an Alaskan Malamute?”
Song Qingshi was still fuming. “A dog!”
His elder sister had raised an Alaskan Malamute. It was an expert at tearing apart their house. It was incorrigible, refusing to listen despite repeated scolding. It was particularly infuriating. It had slipped once and because it had bad legs and feet, was directly dragged into the river. Fortunately, the water was shallow and it didn’t drown. When they got home, he even had to coax it with treats.
Although Yue Wuhuan didn’t quite understand, he didn’t ask any further and turned to other things. “The valley servant gave a report. Huang Ling was caught outside the Jingxin Compound. This girl is feeling restless and wanted to seduce the Myriad Gu Sect Master. Master, do you think…would you like to dismiss her to the village?”
Song Qingshi thought for a while, “Okay, send her.”
Although a girl harboring thoughts of spring wasn’t a big deal, the Medicine King’s Valley housed a lot of valuable information and they can’t be keeping someone with any other intentions. Moreover, An Long was a skirt-chaser. No one knows just how many stunning female cultivators he had tossed aside. He once pretended to be hiding in the Medicine King’s Valley, which led to several female cultivators clamoring outside their gates, demanding for him to come out. It was complete chaos. There was weeping and wailing. Some of them had come to blows. If it weren’t for the fact that the original body had been refining pills at the time and couldn’t leave, he would have gone to settle accounts with him in a fury. In short, this kind of scumbag wasn’t someone ordinary little girls can afford to play around with. It would be better for her to stay far away from him.
Yue Wuhuan agreed and then gently covered his nose.
Song Qingshi noticed his small movement and was puzzled. “What’s wrong?”
Yue Wuhuan hesitated for a moment and then said honestly, “The smell of alcohol on Master’s body is…a bit heavy.”
Song Qingshi belatedly realized and sniffed his sleeves. He indeed smelled a faint scent of alcohol. He instantly felt extremely uncomfortable. He hurried to the bathroom behind his room. “Wuhuan, get me new pajamas, I want to take a bath.”
“Yes,” Yue Wu responded with a smile. He said happily, “Please take a long bath.”
Song Qingshi first cast a few cleaning spells on himself. He then happily jumped into the large hot spring bath and swam around a few times. He then lay on the shore and secretly poked the tight lines on his pale and soft underbelly. Thinking about An Long’s six-pack abs and mermaid line, and thinking about Yue Wuhuan’s compact waistcoat line, he suddenly felt a bit upset.
After much difficultly, he finally has a healthy body. Maybe he should find some time to refine his body and make himself more manly?
Song Qing stayed lost in thought for a long time.
…
Yue Wuhuan sat on the steps outside, calmly playing with a scalpel while reading a book.
Under the lights, his eyes were filled with nothing but darkness, like a bottomless abyss.
How could he not be angry about this kind of thing?
The smell of that dirty guy playing with bugs made him want to vomit…
He has once had to pay bitter prices countless times and it has allowed him to understand that the angrier he was the calmer he was, the more disgusted he was, the more natural he acted. At this time, he would turn crying into laughter, he would endure pain and express delight, he would change anguished wailing to sounds to liven up the fun to allow those disgusting guys to enjoy themselves to their heart’s content. He had practiced these to the fullest.
Afterwards, he will lurk in the deepest shadows…
Exercising patience…waiting…
Until that perfect moment to open his poisonous fangs.
The author has something to say:
Song Qingshi: What relationship can there be between me and another man besides friendship? Those who misinterpret our relationship are all dishonest people!
Yue Wuhuan smiled: Everythig Master says is right.
An Long smirked: Everything Qingshi says is right~