Qingque: Am I Going to Be Silenced?! / Fu Xuan: I... can't go on

So Lin Shuang failed to notice that Fu Xuan, buried in her pillow and nearly losing consciousness from the waves of sensation coursing through her body, was on the verge of grinding her teeth to pieces.

At that moment,

Lin Shuang was genuinely surprised.

Had her technique finally achieved a crucial breakthrough?

Had she succeeded?

Lin Shuang's eyes immediately lit up with dazzling brilliance.

Volume 1: Chapter 50 Qingque: Am I Going to Be Silenced?!

While Lin Shuang was secretly delighted, Fu Xuan was in an absolutely terrible mood.

She had actually believed Tingyun's nonsense!

This was supposed to be a little side effect??

If not for the tolerance she had developed from years of enduring the pain caused by her long-lived body and the third eye,

Fu Xuan would have already been unable to stop herself from making a sound.

Even so,

Fu Xuan's face was flushed, her entire body slick with sweat, her eyes unfocused. She was nearly losing control under that tidal wave of pleasure.

No, this couldn't continue!

Otherwise, I definitely won't be able to hold it in. I have to stop Lin Shuang!

Fu Xuan kept repeating those words in her mind, but no matter how much she emphasized them,

her hands and feet had long since slipped beyond her control. Beneath Lin Shuang's hands, they could only twitch in time with the rhythm of the massage.

Fu Xuan's mouth was clenched tightly shut, and she did not dare relax for even a moment. She feared that the instant she opened her mouth, the sound trapped in her throat would surge out uncontrollably.

So Fu Xuan had no way to make Lin Shuang stop without drawing attention.

What was even more terrifying was that Qingque was still in the room, less than three meters away from her.

Fu Xuan did not dare imagine whether she would lose her mind if she made that sort of sound in front of Qingque, or if Qingque saw her in this state.

Hold it in. I have to hold it in!!

As she warned herself over and over, Fu Xuan slightly turned her head, exposing half her face as she secretly looked toward Qingque.

She wanted to see whether Qingque was diligently working with her head lowered, or whether she had anticipated this all along and was watching for entertainment.

Meanwhile, Qingque

had already heard the sounds of Lin Shuang beginning the massage.

But after quite a while, the Grand Tutor had not made a single sound?

Something was off...

Was the Grand Tutor really that outrageous?

Yesterday, just having her calf lightly squeezed a few times by Lin Shuang had nearly made her explode on the spot.

The Grand Tutor had been massaged for so long, yet she had not even let out a breath?

That couldn't be right. No matter what, it shouldn't be like this.

Damn... I really want to take a look at the Grand Tutor right now.

My stupid curiosity!

Qingque had originally thought that strange noises would leave her too restless to sit still.

Yet now, because she could not hear any strange noises at all, she was still growing restless.

Could Lin Shuang be messing with me? What if the Grand Tutor isn't getting a massage at all? What if Lin Shuang's only pretending to massage her while actually keeping watch on me?

Should I look?

Should I secretly sneak a peek?

Qingque pressed down on the document in her hands, her heart caught in turmoil.

In the end, though, her curiosity won out.

Just one look!

I'm only checking whether Lin Shuang is actually working seriously.

Right, I'm only confirming whether she's working!

After constantly psyching herself up like that,

Qingque finally gathered her courage. Pretending she was picking up the teapot to pour herself some tea,

she turned sideways and quickly twisted her head around for a fleeting glance.

Then—

Qingque was fortunate enough to lock eyes passionately with Fu Xuan's tearful, nearly crying gaze.

"—!!!"

"?!?!"

That glance carried endless meaning. If Fu Xuan had been able to move, she would have surely leaped straight in front of Qingque and pointed at her furiously.

That glance also scared Qingque so badly that her whole body jolted. She kicked off the ground and launched herself into the air, chair and all, flipping once in midair before

coming to a washboard-style stop.

That made Lin Shuang's hands freeze.

She stared in alarm at Qingque, who had suddenly launched herself into the air before crashing to the floor, unable to understand what had happened.

"Qingque? Wh-what are you doing???"

Lin Shuang was utterly dumbfounded. Everything had been fine, so why had Qingque suddenly taken off from the spot?

Was this how all diviners worked?

Yet when Lin Shuang stopped,

Fu Xuan was finally able to catch her breath.

"Whew..."

Fu Xuan, lying face-down on the bed and still twitching all over, finally loosened her clenched teeth and let out a long breath.

Qingque!!!

Fu Xuan felt like she was about to explode.

In all her life, she had never been this embarrassed.

More importantly, Qingque had seen it.

Fu Xuan did not even need a mirror to guess how awful her expression had been just now.

Just realizing that made steam seem to rise from Fu Xuan's head, while her cheeks and neck burned hot.

Since things had come to this,

she could only sacrifice Qingque.

While the Grand Tutor lay on the bed questioning her entire life, her mind racing wildly, she had already arranged Qingque's future for the rest of her days.

"Brr—"

A sudden chill ran down Qingque's spine for no reason. Having just gotten up, she shuddered and fell straight into Lin Shuang's arms.

Her little face plunged right into Lin Shuang's chest, which looked unremarkable but was actually quite ample.

Qingque hurriedly raised her head and looked left and right, unable to tell where that sudden chill had come from.

Could someone be secretly plotting against her behind her back?

Qingque racked her brains, unable to figure out whom she had offended in her daily life.

Only after Lin Shuang supported Qingque by her exposed shoulders and helped her stand upright did Qingque awkwardly say,

"I just had a little spasm, haha. Go on, go on..."

"..."

Lin Shuang looked at Qingque, who was awkwardly scratching her head, with a face full of confusion. Was she really all right? She had spasmed so hard she did a backflip, then nearly stumbled to the floor again.

"Are you really okay? Why don't you visit the Alchemy Commission later?"

"Huh? Oh, right, right. Okay, okay, I will. You go on, go on."

With that, Qingque prepared to return to work. This time, she swore that she would not turn around for another look even if it killed her.

At that moment,

Fu Xuan, lying on the bed, had initially wanted to call a stop.

But suddenly, as that strange sensation faded, her body was filled with an incredible sense of relaxation. The fatigue she had accumulated over countless years seemed to have been blown away all at once. Fu Xuan had never felt her body so light.

Even the pain brought by the third eye embedded in her forehead had lessened somewhat.

Fu Xuan's flushed eyes widened at once.

The effect was... actually this good??

Fu Xuan was tempted. If she could get a massage like this every so often and greatly relieve her fatigue, she could work even more overtime and handle even more affairs.

It was just that the side effects were... they were simply!

But Fu Xuan could not bear to give up something so beneficial.

After struggling internally for a long time, Fu Xuan finally made her decision.

Just as Qingque had returned to the desk and bent over her work, Fu Xuan's voice suddenly rang out:

"Qingque, since you are unwell, I hereby permit you to visit the Alchemy Commission now. Any work left unfinished today may be continued tomorrow."

Volume 1: Chapter 51 Fu Xuan: I... Can't Take It Anymore

Oh no, could the Grand Tutor be trying to silence me?!

When Qingque heard Fu Xuan's order, her heart skipped a beat and panic instantly seized her.

Am I going to get up now, take seven knives in the back, and die by suicide?

Trembling as she stood, Qingque did not even dare look back. In a single stride, she bolted out the door and vanished from sight.

Only then did Fu Xuan finally breathe a sigh of relief.

If Qingque had remained here, there was no way this could continue today.

As for whether Qingque actually went to the Alchemy Commission, it did not matter. As long as she did not stay here, that was enough.

With that thought, Fu Xuan finally turned to look at Lin Shuang, who was waiting at the side.

As for Lin Shuang,

the moment she saw Fu Xuan's expression, she finally understood.

It was not that her technique had improved. The Grand Tutor had simply forced herself to endure it, which was why no strange sounds had escaped.

Thinking of that, Lin Shuang did not know what had come over her as she said,

"Grand Tutor, constantly holding it in will affect the massage's effectiveness."

"..."

Fu Xuan's entire body stiffened at once. Embarrassed and angry, she turned her head and glared fiercely at Lin Shuang.

Unfortunately, the Grand Tutor's face was flushed, tears lingered at the corners of her eyes, and her little feet, wrapped in white stockings, were curled up tightly.

Rather than looking angry, she looked more like she was acting coquettish afterward.