Chapter 216: Call Me Shuang'er |
Before even half an hour had passed, the mature and charming widow, Mu Qingshuang, lay alone in her bed, with a dazed expression. Her mind was filled with fantasies of the scene where the little fox cuddled in Lu Xun's arms. The more she thought about it, the more upset and restless she became. But she had no choice in the matter. After all, the little fox was rightfully his…
"Sigh."
"The dim light flickers; the pillow is askew, well-versed in the taste of solitary sleep," Mu Qingshuang gazed absent-mindedly, lying on her side in melochony. As the words left her lips, her mind began to wander.
She wondered whether the little fox would be willing to share him with her. Probably not, she thought. If it were her, she would surely be unwilling. But she didn't want to give up just like that. After waiting for over forty years, a young man who ignited a spark of desire within her finally appeared. She would probably regret it for the rest of her life if she let him go.
"Jingyi was too brave back then, she… she made such a choice." Mu Qingshuang admired her best friend, the world-renowned immortal Su Jingyi, for her decision. Then, looking at herself, hesitating and shrinking, she felt a sense of ridicule, understanding, and becoming like Jingyi. In the end, she was not as courageous as Jingyi.
"No, no!"
Mu Qingshuang clenched her lips tightly, her brow showing determination. She said with a huff, "If that cold woman can do it, why can't I?"
She lifted the blanket covering her body and stepped out of bed with a light, graceful stride. With measured steps, she made her way to the door, needing to spend some time in the courtyard to calm her thoughts.
However, as she walked along, she accidentally passed by the small room where the little fox lived. She instinctively stopped, hesitated for a long time, and ultimately, her inner desire overcame her moral values. She crouched at the door to eavesdrop on what was happening inside.
Suddenly, there was no more sound from inside. Mu Qingshuang furrowed her brow, thinking, "Have they already…?" She estimated that the little fox couldn't resist her inner impulses and might have passionately embraced her lover and fiercely kissed him.
Just then,
The door swung open. This unexpected turn startled Mu Qingshuang. Losing her balance, in her confusion, she stumbled straight into Lu Xun's arms.
"Mmm…"
Between her red lips, there was a sweet yet muffled sound of a breath. Mu Qingshuang felt as though she had fallen into a harbor filled with warmth. Her body and mind calmed down. That solid and robust embrace reached the depths of her soul.
I… I actually rushed into his arms? Heavens, this… this is so embarrassing! But it feels so comfortable. No wonder the little fox likes to snuggle like this.
Mu Qingshuang was well aware of where she was, but at this moment, her body had gone limp and powerless. She wanted to push him away firmly, but she couldn't find the strength. Instead, she quietly nestled in his embrace, enjoying and experiencing this wonderful healing moment.
At the same time, Lu Xun also regained his senses from this sudden surprise. Faced with this voluptuous body that had thrown itself at him, its substantial weight made it difficult for him to break free. However, he didn't embrace Mu Qingshuang's slender waist. Instead, his hand hovered in the air, feeling a bit uncertain.
The atmosphere became somewhat silent as the two of them maintained this awkward posture. Neither of them spoke, nor did they make any move, but an ambiguous tension began to develop between them.
Nestled in his embrace, Mu Qingshuang could smell his masculine scent, and for a moment, she felt a bit dizzy and disoriented. She could even feel the hot breath emanating from his nose, brushing against her face, which caused her heart to beat rapidly.
Push him away! I must push him away!
Mu Qingshuang knew she was teetering on the brink. If she didn't snap out of it, the blaze of loneliness from over forty years would consume her completely. She slightly parted her lips, forcefully biting her lower lip, and the ensuing pain surged through her mind.
"No, no!"
Blushing, Mu Qingshuang pushed Lu Xun away abruptly, stuttering, "We can't… we can't do this."
Lu Xun: ???
His mind was full of question marks. He frowned and said with emphasis, "You were the one who rushed in. It was me who opened the door to go outside for some fresh air, unexpectedly, you leapt into my arms."
"I… I…"
Mu Qingshuang's face blushed even more, and even her skin turned red all over. At this moment, she appeared like a young girl who had made a mistake, overwhelmed by shame.
Looking at the charming widow in front of him, who was now blushing, flustered, and acting unsure of herself, Lu Xun was intrigued. Her mature and intelligent demeanor was mixed with a touch of innocence and confusion. She had an allure that captivated him. Although the demoness and the fairy would sometimes behave like this, they didn't reach the same level as the widow.
"By the way, why were you crouching at the door?" Lu Xun asked curiously.
"…"
"I… I was just passing by," Mu Qingshuang turned her face away, pursed her lips, and answered in a soft, mumbling tone. "I didn't do anything. Please don't misunderstand."
Lu Xun opened his mouth to say something, but he swallowed his words and instead smiled, saying, "Okay."
With that, he walked directly outside, leaving her there.
He… he just left?
Mu Qingshuang turned suddenly, staring at Lu Xun's disappearing figure in disbelief. Her mind was in turmoil.
What does this mean? How could he just… just leave like that? Does he have no interest in me at all? Am I… am I not as good as Xuan Shi in his eyes? The little fox, who has no curves, while I am voluptuous and charming, yet he… he…
Mu Qingshuang was on the verge of going crazy, but at the same time, she was filled with a sense of unwillingness. She stomped her foot in frustration and stormed after him.
She chased after him all the way to the backyard. There, she transformed from her earlier agitated state into the poised, elegant, and charming mature woman she truly was. She stood alone, observing Lu Xun as he gracefully practiced his swordplay in the backyard, leaving the alluring widow completely entranced.
Although he descended from the sky, he maintained a cultured demeanor. While his exquisite swordsmanship in the fish slaughter earlier dazzled, it didn't match the present dazzling performance. His versatility made him seem tailor-made for her.
"Talented and extraordinary in martial arts," Mu Qingshuang gazed at Lu Xun, who was engrossed in his sword practice, and lightly pursed her lips. Her eyes were filled with a hazy look as she mumbled softly to herself, "If I miss this opportunity, will I be punished by the heavens?"
Oh, Jingyi, Jingyi, please come and save me. What should I do?
As she was lost in these thoughts, Lu Xun finished his sword practice and, seemingly unaware of her presence, returned to the pavilion. Seizing the opportunity, Mu Qingshuang leisurely walked over.
"Would you like me to have some fruits sent to you?" Mu Qingshuang sat nearby and said in a sweet voice, "We have grapes from the Western Regions and lychees from the South Sea. I can even have them chilled for you. There's a deep cellar in my house where we keep blocks of ice leftover from the winter."
"No, thanks,"
"I'll just have some water." Lu Xun quietly shook his head and poured himself a cup of clear tea, sipping it contentedly.
Mu Qingshuang, feeling a bit disappointed by his refusal, bit her lip and continued, "Are you hungry? Shall I bring you some snacks?"
Lu Xun was about to decline, but when he saw her expectant expression, he held back his words and smiled, saying, "You know what, right after practicing a set of sword techniques, I do feel a bit hungry. So, if it's not too much trouble, Madam, please fetch me some snacks."
Seeing her assistance was requested, Mu Qingshuang felt a little happy and nodded, "Of course, I'll go get them for you."
With brisk steps, she hurriedly left the backyard.
"Take these and these and put them all in the basket for me," Mu Qingshuang instructed her maidservants, as they loaded various pastries into a prepared basket.
The maidservant, well aware of her mistress's urgency, knew that these pastries were meant for the man. But she didn't dare say anything and obediently followed her orders, placing the pastries into the bamboo basket.
After some time, Mu Qingshuang carried a basket and quickly made her way back to the backyard. When she arrived at the pavilion, she placed the basket filled with assorted pastries on the stone table. She lifted the white cloth and gently spoke, "I've brought you a variety of pastries."
Lu Xun glanced at her, feeling somewhat overwhelmed. This woman seemed determined to stuff him to death.
"Thank you, Madam," Lu Xun said, reaching for a piece of osmanthus cake and popping it into his mouth, then taking another.
Mu Qingshuang wasn't idle either. She poured a cup of tea for him and muttered, "Don't just eat pastries, or you might choke."
As she spoke, she handed him the cup of tea.
"Glug—" Lu Xun raised his teacup and took a big gulp, washing down the pastry. He then turned his gaze towards Mu Qingshuang and said softly, "Madam is so caring towards me, and I'm truly grateful."
If you're so grateful, why not become my man and repay me? Mu Qingshuang smiled faintly and spoke, "I'm very close to the little fox, just like sisters. You don't need to be so formal with me."
"By the way," She pursed her lips and said softly, "You don't always have to address me as ‘Madam.' My title ‘Lady Cresent Moon' is more of a formality, and you probably know the reasons behind it. I won't explain further.
"If possible,"
"You can call me by my name, Mu Qingshuang, or simply call me Qingshuang." Mu Qingshuang paused and turned her head slightly, gently biting her lower lip, "Actually, you can… you can also call me by my nickname."
"Shuang'er."
