The Swordswoman's Temptation

Although his painting talent was only average, painting is a skill-based talent, so under the influence of his sudden enlightenment, he quickly became proficient and reached the level of an ordinary painter.

"Here, take this. I don't expect your forgiveness, but I hope you understand my feelings."

Si Ming placed the finished painting on the table, then left without looking back.

Hongdou picked up her sketchbook and discovered that Si Ming hadn't turned to a new page, but was instead drawing on the drawing she had just finished. Because there wasn't enough space left, he had only drawn half of her face.

That was her face, biting into the other end of a spiral bread, looking at Si Ming was also biting into a spiral bread, her eyes narrowed, revealing a sweet smile.

Si Ming's painting skills clearly did not reach the level of a master, and his superfluous additions completely destroyed the artistic value of the painting.

However, the girl stared intently, as if admiring the most precious treasure in the world.

Then, she revealed the exact same smile as the one in the painting.

Chapter 719 The Temptation of a Swordsman

Si Ming arrived at Murong Qing's room and found the door unlocked. He said, "I'm coming in," and pushed the door open without waiting for a response.

Upon entering the room, Si Ming saw a beautiful figure standing on the balcony, her back to him, gazing up at the full moon in the sky. Just that figure, bathed in moonlight like a bride in a wedding dress, exuded a sense of "rising from sleep on a rattan bed with paper curtains, unable to express the endless thoughts that come to mind."

"Actually, only some embarrassing things happened between Hongdou and me; we didn't take that step."

Si Ming cut straight to the point, lest the other party shut him down with "I don't want to hear your explanation today."

Murong Qing didn't turn her head, but simply said, "But sooner or later, we'd all take that step, wouldn't we?"

Si Ming was speechless. He didn't want to lie, so he couldn't deny it. Otherwise, if he went back on his word in the future, the backlash would only be more intense. Besides, even if he said that, someone would have to believe him.

In the past, he never shied away from expressing his ambitions, precisely to cut off any escape routes and prevent himself from having the opportunity to feign devotion. At the same time, he also wanted to remind his female companions that if they wanted to find a devoted partner, they should never fall for him. Although doing so was somewhat shameless, he believed that he had acted openly and honestly, without deceiving or using coercive means.

Seriously, why is it so hard to build a harem? I'm not in a modern city with heavy legal restrictions, but in an alternate dimension where it's legal to have a harem. How did those Long Aotian protagonists manage to enjoy the blessings of having multiple wives? How do you get women to say, "I don't care how many women you have, as long as you have me in your heart"? Am I lacking the most important brainless halo for a transmigrator?

After a moment of silence, Murong Qing sighed and said, "Don't you even know how to coax a girl?"

"I've never been able to find the right balance between coaxing and deception, and the negative consequences of being exposed for deception are far more severe than the benefits of coaxing. So I choose to take a clean break."

Murong Qing lowered her head and said, "Actually, I don't blame you. Really, since I chose you as my partner, I naturally had the corresponding awareness. And I also know that you didn't lie to me. It's just... I thought I could not take it to heart and show my magnanimity, but now I realize that I'm not that generous. I'm also a petty woman who gets jealous. I should have just laughed it off at the time, but I couldn't help wanting to be mischievous and see you in a difficult position."

Si Ming, "I understand, you've been poisoned."

What kind of poison?

"A poison called love."

What are the symptoms of this poison?

"It's probably because I think of someone from time to time, their image always appears before my eyes, I hope to see them soon, I hope to get their attention, and I even hope they've fallen under the same spell as me."

"It seems I've really been poisoned. Is there any antidote?"

"Incurable."

Si Ming came up behind Murong Qing, stretched out his arms and hugged her, then looked up at the night sky and said, "Every time you see the moon, you think of me."

"What a show-off," Murong Qing couldn't help but laugh and scold.

Si Ming thought for a moment, then changed his words: "The moonlight is beautiful tonight."

Murong Qing paused for a moment, finding the seemingly ordinary sentiment quite poignant. She turned her head, gently touched her cherry lips, and said, "I'm so happy you're here with me now. I thought you'd choose to stay with Hongdou."

Si Ming couldn't help but feel relieved. It seemed he hadn't made the wrong choice. Although his actions at the time were based on intuition, now that he thought about it, he really had no choice. He was with Hongdou, so he had a chance to make amends, while Murong Qing wasn't there, so he had to go find her. It was that simple.

However, matters of the heart are often a matter of being blinded by those involved, and the more one cares, the more confused one becomes. Often, one makes decisions that seem foolish in ordinary times. Those who can calmly handle unexpected events only prove that they don't care about the relationship. Therefore, playboys are more likely to win a girl's heart because they always seem to know how to respond correctly.

"Wait here for me."

Murong Qing broke free from Si Ming's embrace and ran into the dressing room next door, where the rustling sound of changing clothes could soon be heard.

Si Ming was completely confused. He thought that based on the atmosphere just now, she would take off her clothes next. Although Murong Qing had just bled yesterday, with the physique of Spirit Transformation Grandmaster, she didn't need to rest. But he didn't expect her to go and change clothes at this critical moment.

Given Murong Qing's personality, it's unlikely she would prepare any sexy lingerie. If she were just changing into another set of everyday clothes, it would seem like she was doing something pointless.

Just as Si Ming was making wild guesses, the door to the changing room was pushed open, and Murong Qing, dressed in ancient-style swordswoman attire, walked out. She held a long sword upside down in her right hand, close to her back, with the tassel hanging down and the tip of the sword a foot above her shoulder. Her left hand formed One Sword gesture. She exuded heroic spirit and was majestic, as if she were truly a female swordswoman flying on a sword in a fantasy story.

"What is this...?" Si Ming guessed a possibility and couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

A blush crept onto Murong Qing's face as she suppressed her shyness and said, "I heard you like female swordsmen and female constables the most, and coincidentally, I have a set of clothes in a similar style, so... consider this a reward for you."

Si Ming was speechless. Why do you all assume I like female swordsmen? It's like that's part of my persona. Honestly, I don't have that kind of fetish.

Do you like it?

"Like."

Although he liked it, it wasn't out of any particular fetish; it was just the uniform fetish that most men enjoyed, Si Ming explained to himself.

It must be admitted that Murong Qing is really suited to this outfit. Her upright and dignified demeanor is unmatched by ordinary women. If others wore it, they would only be criticized as a poor imitation. But she truly brought out the temperament of a female swordsman. Or rather, even without wearing this outfit, she still has the spirit of an ancient swordsman.

Unfortunately, Murong Qing shy and bashful, lacking that indomitable Sword Intent, which was ultimately a bit of a flaw.

Si Ming's eyes darted around, and he said in a flippant voice, "May I have a look at the heroine's sword?"

As he spoke, he reached out with lightning speed to grab the long sword on Murong Qing's back.

Murong Qing was taken aback at first, then his smile faded and he said, "The sword is the lifeblood of a swordsman, the foundation of his existence in the martial world. How can it be given to someone else so easily?"

She brought two fingers together, rubbed them into a sword shape, and pointed at Si Ming's hand. This simple finger gesture gave people a strange feeling of flowing water, as if cutting through water, clearly a profound technique containing Higher Vehicle Swordsmanship.