TEMBMBIWB Chapter 28
by VolareYue Shanglan: “Why are you getting involved? … Your master is just tired, maybe he’s already asleep. Don’t go making trouble. Come, have a few more drinks with me.”
Sui Chunsheng was forcibly dragged back.
He sensed that Yue Shanglan was acting a bit strange today, but he couldn’t pinpoint where the mischief lay.
The young man hesitated for a moment, “Did you drug me?”
Yue Shanglan’s body trembled, almost spitting out the half-swallowed wine, causing him to cough for a while.
Yue Shanglan was embarrassed: “What drug? Who would I drug?”
Sui Chunsheng blinked, “How would I know? Why are you so nervous?”
In fact, the young man was just saying it casually. After all, he had already had three rounds of wine, if he were drugged, it would have taken effect already.
Sui Chunsheng was too lazy to guess the carefree immortal’s thoughts, so he stood up and said, “It’s getting late, I’ll go back to sleep first, otherwise I won’t be able to get up tomorrow and catch the carriage to the Heavenly Medicine Sect.”
With that, he bowed and left.
Yue Shanglan was still astonished by the young man’s shocking words. After a long while, he came back to his senses, and noticed the little wooden puppet, Wugen, who was already asleep on the table.
Yue Shanglan sighed softly, “Ah, in the end, only you’re left to keep me company…”
Wugen turned over and continued snoring.
“I hope everything goes smoothly…”
“Ah, Ah-Zhui, don’t blame me… Even if you want to flay me and pull out my tendons, wait until your old illness is cured…”
Yue Shanglan muttered to himself, and then downed three more cups of wine.
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Sui Chunsheng was walking briskly on the small path. When he was about to pass the Water Residence, his heart suddenly trembled.
It was as if someone had suddenly squeezed his heart.
In a daze, he quickly steadied himself, but an unusual sensation surged up from an indescribable place, scaldingly enveloping every inch of him.
Sui Chunsheng’s breathing grew heavy, and his head felt dizzy.
He leaned against the wall for support, frowning.
Could it be that he had too much to drink? To actually have this kind of feeling… it seems the saying about being drunk… is actually true.
Sui Chunsheng couldn’t help but secretly vow in his heart that he would never drink so much wine again.
The young man hurriedly took off, wanting to go back quickly. If he were seen in this state, it would be an utter embarrassment.
As a result, he bumped into someone.
Hua Zhi hurriedly took a step back, first stunned at seeing the young man, then quickly recovering.
“Little Immortal of the Hibiscus, what’s wrong with you? Are you drunk?”
Sui Chunsheng instinctively bit the tip of his tongue, the pain briefly bringing him back to his senses.
He noticed that Hua Zhi had just come out of the Water Residence, which made him have to stop and ask, “Immortal, were you just at the Water Residence?”
Hua Zhi let out an “ah,” and said, “Yes. I saw that the door of the Water Residence was open, and thought that the divine lord hadn’t slept yet, so I wanted to go in and have a look.”
“But I forgot that there is a guardian restriction on the divine lord’s door.”
Sui Chunsheng subconsciously looked at the open door of the Water Residence, “Is something the matter with my master?”
Hua Zhi’s eyelashes trembled, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
Sui Chunsheng raised an eyebrow, already very annoyed at enduring the physical reaction, and this person was still being so hesitant?
Hua Zhi said in a low voice, “I seemed to have heard the White Deer Immortal groan in pain just now at the door, it seems his old illness has relapsed, but I called at the door for a long time, and the divine lord didn’t respond…”
“But I don’t know if I’m just overthinking things…”
Sui Chunsheng was not in the mood, barely managing a smile: “Thank you immortal, I’ll go have a look first, you should go back.”
Hua Zhi nodded, and quickly left.
Watching Hua Zhi walk away, Sui Chunsheng could no longer help but gasp for air.
But at the moment, he was still thinking about his master’s safety. He took out a handful of mind-calming pills and swallowed them, quickly entering the door of the Water Residence.
After taking the mind-calming pills, the effect was immediate.
Sui Chunsheng regained his senses and pushed open the White Deer Immortal’s door.
A strong scent of agarwood wafted towards him, so strong that it made him dizzy.
“Master?” the young man said, surprised.
The lights in the room were dim. The row of night pearls encircling the pillars were somehow suppressed, flickering slightly, causing the atmosphere in the room to turn strange.
Not receiving a response, Sui Chunsheng called again, “Master? Are you there…”
He took two steps forward and noticed that the items in the room were scattered all over the place, looking a bit of a mess.
Sui Chunsheng couldn’t help but feel a bit worried, until he saw the scene on the bed.
It was also a mess.
However, in the wrinkled pile, the one squirming and struggling was the jade-like White Deer Immortal.
Sui Chunsheng’s eyes widened and his breathing stopped.
The jade-like immortal was radiating a scarlet glow, his moon-colored robes were scattered and disheveled, with some crystal-like viscous droplets on his skin, looking like freshly poured out crystals.
The color of the jade was even more alluring, and the jade seemed to sense something, its light trembling slightly, letting out a sound, like an unbearable moan.
“Master, you…” Sui Chunsheng’s voice was muffled.
The young man already felt his mouth was dry, quickly shifting his gaze, and subconsciously began reciting the mind-clearing mantra.
But coincidentally, the damn numbing heat surged up again from below his dantian.
Sui Chunsheng’s face darkened. This wasn’t right. If he was just drunk, with the body’s normal reaction, how could the mind-calming pills refined by his master not work? Even if his demonic soul were agitated, it wouldn’t only be suppressed for this short of time.
He must have been drugged.
In his dizziness, the young man recalled the carefree immortal’s nervous reaction after he had spoken those unintentional words.
Sui Chunsheng gritted his teeth. Was this person sick in the head?
To actually drug him with this kind of thing!
A moan came from the bed again, like the invisible feathers of a fledgling, scratching at his heart.
Sui Chunsheng involuntarily looked over, and the scene was even more chaotic.
The White Deer Immortal’s brows were tightly furrowed, looking extremely uncomfortable.
The young man hesitated for a long time, subconsciously wanting to leave this dizzying place.
However, his master’s call came from behind him.
“Hibiscus…”
Sui Chunsheng’s footsteps paused. He knew he shouldn’t be here right now, but this call was enough to keep him.
Sui Chunsheng suppressed the fire in his body and went forward to check on his master’s condition.
His breathing was heavy, his whole body was burning hot, and his expression was dazed.
His master’s symptoms seemed no different from his own, only much more severe.
But his master hadn’t drunk any alcohol.
Sui Chunsheng took out mind-calming pills and fed some to the White Deer Immortal.
Tan Zhui leaned into his arms, looking very painful, constantly murmuring something in his mouth.
Sui Chunsheng observed, but found that the mind-calming pills had no effect at all.
He instinctively used his spiritual power to comfort, discovering that his spiritual power was like frost, only able to temporarily ease the immediate crisis.
Once he stopped, the White Deer Immortal would immediately press closer, like a desert being deprived of a clear spring, looking even more painful.
Sui Chunsheng quickly continued to release spiritual power to soothe him, but the heat in his own body was not planning on letting him off either, making his dantian chaotic and unable to sustain the continuous flow of spiritual power.
The White Deer Immortal, who had lost the soothing frost, pressed even closer, grabbing his collar tightly and letting out a soft moan.
Tan Zhui’s nose touched his neck, lightly nuzzling it.
Sui Chunsheng was being stirred by heat both inside and out, squeezing out a sentence from between his teeth, “Master, don’t…”
Tan Zhui was currently out of his mind and only clung to him as a lifeline.
Sui Chunsheng wanted to break free, but the White Deer Immortal was gripping him tightly, murmuring, “Hibiscus, Hibiscus…”
Sui Chunsheng’s Adam’s apple bobbed, his voice hoarse, “Master, don’t call, don’t call me that…”
He braced the last shred of his reason, and again surged spiritual power to soothe the White Deer Immortal in his arms.
The White Deer Immortal pressed even closer, nuzzling his chest with relish, his lips brushing against his earlobe.
Sui Chunsheng trembled, his apricot eyes widening.
The last string of reason snapped at this moment.
The young man took a long breath, reaching out to pinch the White Deer Immortal’s chin, leaning down to press his lips against his.
The moment he touched those cold lips, the young man couldn’t help but take the red bead into his mouth.
From then on, there was no stopping it.
The White Deer Immortal let out a soft moan, his arms wrapping around him even tighter.
“Hibiscus, I’m so uncomfortable…”
Sui Chunsheng’s ears quivered, his whole body becoming numb.
After hesitating, he reached out and grabbed Tan Zhui, who was so hot that it almost burned his hand.
“Master, this disciple will help you.”
After trembling wildly, the night pearls in the room went out completely.
After who knows how long, a crystal-clear fluid broke through the night, rising high, and then falling.
Repeatedly.
Sui Chunsheng barely held on, his consciousness gradually becoming dim.
The white jade in front of him seemed to be covered in sweat, drenched.
Accompanying the quick pace were the low moans of the jade, the sounds of nature carrying a divine aura.
Sui Chunsheng wiped the remains of the sweet, intense agarwood from the corner of his mouth, the scent lingering.
His voice was hoarse, “Master, you help this disciple too, okay…”
The white deer’s limbs were shackled, like a confinement. The white deer struggled to escape, but eventually, panicked and was controlled within a narrow distance, like a cage.
Within the curtains, there were whispers, cries, and pleas for mercy.
In the end, however, they were all broken, drenched, and turned to mud.
The two were only one last step away from being indistinguishable from one another.
But the young man’s last shred of reason awakened him.
Tan Zhui, in a daze, felt as if in his confused sea of consciousness, another presence had emerged. He wanted to control his sea of consciousness back to his own body, but it was difficult to control.
The familiar scent of Hibiscus somehow calmed him.
Smoothing his frantic emotions.
…
The White Deer Immortal felt the aches all over his body, but the burning heat that had engulfed him had subsided.
His consciousness gradually returned, but he found his body as heavy as a thousand pounds, as if someone was tightly binding him.
He subconsciously struggled, only to hear the young man’s murmur near his ear.
“Master…”
Tan Zhui’s whole body trembled. Was it Hibiscus?
That sticky, heavy aura.
Before he could react, the world spun, and he was pinned down face to face.
He met the young man’s gaze.
Tan Zhui almost instantly sobered up, his voice breaking with shock, “Hibiscus!”
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