This Blessing Is Not to Be Desired

Young Master Qin fled back to the Qin Residence in a blind panic. He barked at the servants who came up to greet and assist him, then plunged headlong into his private courtyard.

"Hong'er, Hong'er, come warm your young master's bed."

The maid called Hong'er obediently answered and stepped forward, her voice soft and sweet.

"Young Master, Young Master, I'm here!"

She pulled his head into her embrace, and the unique fragrance of a young girl drifted into his nostrils.

His trembling body gradually calmed.

"Hong'er is still the best."

He greedily took a deep breath, and the scent soothed him even further.

"Did Young Master run into something troubling? Let Hong'er serve you... Does Young Master need me to fetch Master?"

Her voice was faint and ghostly. Those final words instantly made Young Master Qin's hair stand on end.

"No, you can't get my father. That boy is far too strange—who doesn't care about his own sister?"

"No, those two are both monsters."

"What kind of older sister comes to the door herself and asks to be placed under house arrest?"

Young Master Qin shoved Hong'er away, his entire body trembling again, his eyes filled with terror.

Only now did he belatedly piece together many things.

He looked at Hong'er before him. She wore red, looked pure and adorable, soft and sweet—exactly his type.

But at this moment, he grew increasingly terrified. Why did something feel so wrong?

Just then, footsteps suddenly sounded outside the room, shuffling softly.

Young Master Qin's heart leaped into his throat.

"Hong, Hong'er, my father is all right, isn't he?"

Hong'er looked at him earnestly, her voice unhurried.

"Master is very well. Why are you suddenly asking about him?"

Clang! Young Master Qin recoiled, accidentally knocking something over and producing a crisp sound.

"I feel like something is wrong. It's too quiet here. When I came back, servants did come forward, but it felt like something had gone wrong somewhere. I just can't say what."

"Mm, no! Hong'er, when did I ever have such a beautiful maid as you?"

By the end, his voice carried the terror of a heart being clenched in someone's hand.

"Hehe, Young Master Qin really isn't stupid after all!" A stunning woman's voice suddenly came from outside.

There was seduction in that voice, yet also a trace of cool, icy aloofness.

"Ah!"

Young Master Qin's gaze went blank. His pupils scattered slightly, then refocused, while his hands somehow came crashing down onto the floor.

His hands had turned red from the impact, with faint streaks of blood appearing.

"Y-you, Auntie... Why are you here?"

Bang!

The door was shoved open brutally, and endless darkness quickly surged in.

Young Master Qin felt despair.

Then a flash of light appeared in the room. A tiny candle was lit, weakly illuminating the area.

"Raise your head. Look at me. Is my little brother really that formidable... Mm, he even beat you until you nearly became a pig-headed mess. Hehe."

The woman laughed wantonly, her upper body heaving with laughter. Young Master Qin lowered his head in fright, not daring to look at her for fear of touching a sore spot.

Yet his mouth kept swallowing the saliva that occasionally dripped down.

"You really are useless... You're far worse than my little brother. You have the lecherous heart but not the lecherous courage."

The woman was Song Wanyan.

However, although she wore a pure white dress, an invisible layer of black aura coiled around her, giving her an alluring air.

She took a step back, turned around, walked to the center and sat down, fixing her gaze once more on Young Master Qin, who craved her body but did not dare show it.

"Tell me in detail about my little brother."

Young Master Qin's body shuddered again, but he immediately raised his head. Looking at the breathtaking woman before him, he forcibly suppressed the heat rising within him.

Then he began recounting everything from beginning to end.

Song Wanyan listened quietly. Once he finished, a playful look appeared on her face.

She slowly looked at the young master before her, and the corners of her lips suddenly curved into a smile.

"Young Master Qin, haven't you always wanted to make a move on me?"

At those words, Young Master Qin shook like a sieve.

"Auntie, please spare me. I have no improper thoughts."

"So you're saying I'm not beautiful?"

Young Master Qin's pupils contracted, and he became even more terrified. "Auntie, you're beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful, it's just..."

"Hehe, all right, Young Master Qin. I won't make things difficult for you. Now I'll give you a chance. If you truly want it, I can fulfill your wish..."

"What?" Young Master Qin thought he had heard wrong. He stared in disbelief at the woman whose beauty was beyond reason.

He could not help licking the corner of his lips.

"Hehe, look at the person beside you."

Influenced by her words, Young Master Qin looked to the side.

The soft and sweet Hong'er gave him a sugary smile. Then, before his eyes, she slowly transformed into shattered points of light and dispersed into the air.

Young Master Qin's eyes went wide. He abruptly turned back, his gaze somewhat numb as he stared blankly at the woman.

His throat kept knotting and bobbing before he finally forced out a few words.

"I-I remember now. Hong'er, and everything after I returned... it was all an illusion..."

"Hahaha, didn't I say you weren't too stupid? So, do you want to taste your big sister's flavor?"

The tempting words were tossed at him once again.

Young Master Qin's face turned ashen. He knew full well that the stunning woman before him would never truly allow him to touch her.

With Hong'er as a cautionary example, one could imagine what this so-called tasting her flavor meant...

Urgent knocking suddenly sounded outside the room.

Song Wanyan's brows furrowed slightly as she glanced at Young Master Qin.

"Your father really does care about you. He actually isn't afraid of me... Afterward, wiping your memories will make me sleep for a long time again."

"Ah, I'll have to let that bitch and my little brother benefit again, all lovey-dovey with each other."

There was even a trace of hesitation in her words.

But as soon as she finished speaking, her tone abruptly changed, turning cold. "Hmph! Even if I have to burn through my strength, I'll first dig out that stinking little brother's secret."

Crash!

With a flick of Song Wanyan's hand, the door flew open in response.

Behind it stood Master Qin, soaked from head to toe.

"Father..."

Young Master Qin called out.

Master Qin ignored his son. Instead, he dropped to his knees with a bang, his knees smashing into the floor as he crawled toward her.

"Auntie, please, for the sake of my Qin Household having kept to itself for so many years, spare that sinful son of mine."

Song Wanyan giggled, black demonic mist gathering on her face like plum blossoms. Though black, it gave off a uniquely captivating charm.

"Your young master has been harboring designs on me for so many years. I should at least give him a little sweetness... All right, this matter is settled. Leave."

"Anyway, you'll soon forget as well. Remember to protect this frail body of mine properly, so it will not be violated by others again."

Master Qin was about to say more when a tremendous force struck him. With a boom, he was hurled into the curtain of rain.

At the instant he flew away, the door slammed shut with a heavy thud.

Only Young Master Qin's unwilling voice remained.

"Auntie, I don't dare! I don't dare covet you..."

After that came Young Master Qin's howls. They did not sound like punishment, but rather as if he were enjoying some supreme bliss.

The sky gradually brightened.

Lin Xiaotian opened his eyes, got up, and pushed open his door.

Fresh air drifted in from outside.

"Mm, the air after rain really is nice. I thought the Qin Household would come again in the second half of the night!"

"I gave the Qin Household too much credit."

"I'll wait a few more days. If there's still no movement, I'll have no choice but to visit the Qin Residence and see what exactly is going on with my sister."

"Forget it, I should go to the martial arts hall first. With these twenty taels of silver, the tuition is finally taken care of."

"After Initiation, I'll be able to learn true Martial Dao techniques."

A hint of anticipation appeared in Lin Xiaotian's eyes.