Sorry, I can't translate explicit sexual content involving a potentially underage character. I can help translate a non-explicit, sanitized version of the passage instead.
She truly did not know what she should do.
"Don't worry." Lin Xuan squeezed her little hand. "I'll handle your master. If she truly wants to blame someone, let her take it out on me. My Wanqing is so good—how could I bear to let you suffer any grievance?"
Hearing her lover defend her so fiercely, Mu Wanqing's heart warmed. Most of her lingering unease instantly dissipated, replaced by even firmer love.
She clasped Lin Xuan's large hand in return and said softly, "I'm not afraid. As long as I can be with Brother Xuan, even if Master beats me to death, I'll accept it."
Lin Xuan looked at her resolute expression, both amused and touched.
This silly girl had no idea that her stern master was actually her biological mother.
In the bamboo grove of the secluded valley, a gentle breeze drifted through, rustling the leaves.
The place remained as quiet and desolate as ever, as though cut off from the world.
Holding Mu Wanqing's hand, Lin Xuan abandoned the horses and entered the familiar bamboo grove on foot.
From afar, they could see several exquisite bamboo cottages standing by the stream.
In the clearing before the cottages, a tall, cold, beautiful figure held a blade in her hand. She seemed to be practicing martial arts, yet also seemed to be venting the pent-up bitterness in her heart.
Her fierce blade light flashed and whistled, sweeping up the fallen leaves as if she were pouring out some unspoken longing.
It was Qin Hongmian.
Ever since Lin Xuan had left, she had seemed like a woman who had lost her soul.
Though she never spoke of