Chapter 161: with translation of chapter title

Su Mo lifted her gaze toward him.

As someone skilled at controlling emotions like Xuan Qing, how could he easily let her notice?

His icy expression, plus his tone just now, easily made Su Mo think he was angry.

【He wouldn't be angry enough to want to kill me, would he…… such a petty dog of a man, next time I shouldn't joke with him. A paper tiger that can't even play!!!】

Su Mo frowned at him: "Your grip hurts my wrist, let go! If you don't release me, I'll call for help!"

Xuan Qing's brow furrowed slightly, then quickly returned to calm.

Su Mo struggled to get up; he suddenly let go, she lost strength, and instinctively fell backward.

Xuan Qing's pupils constricted slightly; in an instant he grabbed the person before him, his scorching palm firmly gripping her waist.

Su Mo slammed into his chest unexpectedly.

In that subtle moment, Fei Yan's voice sounded from outside just in time: "Wife Master."

Su Mo startled, instinctively stepping back.

Fei Yan's gaze swept over her slightly flushed cheek, then he looked at Xuan Qing and said in an unruffled tone, "I'll take her back to rest."

Xuan Qing gave a slight nod and turned to leave.

Su Mo watched his retreating back, feeling a bit dazed.

【This Xuan Qing is getting stranger and stranger……】

Fei Yan reached out and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her thoughts back, and said softly, "Go back to the room."

Being held by him as they walked out, Su Mo wasn't sure if it was an illusion, but she felt his palm's temperature was astonishingly hot.

【Could he be angry because he saw what just happened?】

She unconsciously turned her head to glance at the person beside her, only to see Fei Yan's expression as usual, the smile at his lips still as gentle as ever.

【I must be overthinking; Fei Yan is mild-tempered and wouldn't be so petty~】

Fei Yan's other hand hanging at his side clenched slightly.

Is he not petty? He feels he's utterly petty—goodness knows, just now he saw that fleeting emotion in Xuan Qing's eyes, impossible to conceal, and how frantic it made him!

He knew Xuan Qing liked the Wife Master, but now it seems the Third Young Master's affection for her far exceeds his imagination.

Su Mo slept and completely forgot about what happened at noon.

In the afternoon she went again to study herbs with the Dragon Clan's Shaman Doctor; in the evening she listened to Long Yan and the others talk about the outside situation, then returned to her room to bathe.

Before she had finished washing, a knock sounded at the door.

Fei Yan's calm voice came from outside: "Wife Master, it's me."

"Come in."

Fei Yan pushed the door open and entered, casually closing it behind him.

Then he headed straight for the tub, tested the water temperature, and added some hot water for her.

Su Mo tilted her head to glance at him, then gave a bewitching smile, revealing a slender, well-proportioned leg: "Want a massage~ Good performance will be rewarded~"

Fei Yan's dark eyes swept over that alluring spring hue, his throat bobbed, and his voice came out low and husky: "Are you sure?"

Su Mo leaned in, her scallion-white fingertips hooking his chin: "So, will you or won't you?"

Then he began to undo his outer robe, one piece, two pieces… quickly stripping himself clean, and with a light leap he stood before her.

Although they had been treating each other with sincerity these past days, Su Mo still couldn't help blushing at this moment.

The person before her stared intently, lips curved in a smile with a blush at the corners of his eyes, and said word by word: "I will definitely… perform well!"

Moments later, the room filled with Su Mo's intermittent soft moans, her voice trembling unexpectedly: "You…… are cheating! I never said to massage like this!"

"I only know this way." Fei Yan approached dangerously: "Mo'er, if you're obedient, you'll surely feel comfort; if you're not…… I have my own ways to make you obey…"

"……"

Su Mo vaguely felt that tonight's person was somewhat off; Fei Yan rarely showed such an extremely aggressive side in front of her.

Even in the past few days, no matter how close to losing control he got, he would still attend to her emotions.

But tonight he looked somewhat dangerous.

Soon she realized her feeling was correct.

Today he seemed to have gone all out, turning a deaf ear to her pleas for mercy.

The tricks that had worked the previous nights were utterly useless tonight.

Even an occasional absentminded glance could be precisely caught by him, then used to threaten her.

"At a time like this, still able to be distracted—am I not doing enough? Hmm? It seems I need to try harder, so that Mo'er has no spare energy to think of anything else, or anyone else……"

Su Mo shook her head in a daze, broken sobs spilling from the corner of her lips, each one tugging at Fei Yan's nerves.

In her dazed state she heard him threaten: "From now on, don't casually speak with the Third Young Master, understand?"

Seeing at noon how she was held in Xuan Qing's arms drove him nearly mad with jealousy. He had thought he had sufficiently cultivated his emotional control these past days, but he never expected that the other needed only a small gesture to easily crush the restraint he prided himself on.

At that moment he regretted bringing Xuan Qing along on this trip to the Dragon Clan.

In Fei Yan's view, Xuan Qing's words "You think I keep indulging you for what reason?" amounted to a confession.

Xuan Qing likes the Wife Master, but now the Wife Master isn't paying him much attention; perhaps they should seize this moment to send Xuan Qing away early.

In fact, this Third Young Master shouldn't be allowed to stay by the Wife Master's side; even if he just stood there doing nothing, he could easily make people feel threatened. If he were to do something……

Su Mo bit her lip, suppressing those broken sounds, and answered him in a daze: "Mm~"

She had nearly been tormented by him all night; after arriving at the Dragon Clan, this was the most intense demand he'd made.

……

That night, Jiang Wu slipped out of her tent in the middle of the night and saw Jin Tong with a grim face hurrying out anxiously.

She said, as long as he wants him to come, he must appear before her.

Jiang Wu flashed forward to block him, laughing lightly as she asked: "In the dead of night, Lord Jin Tong, where are you headed?"

"Get out of the way!" Jin Tong's tone was unfriendly.

Jiang Wu glanced at him, but upon seeing the deep and shallow marks on his neck, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"So it's the Estrus Period? Beg me, and I can naturally..."

Without waiting for her to finish, Jin Tong swept aside the person before him with a palm, then leapt away.

Lin Shan behind him followed in a flustered rush.

Jiang Wu stared at that odd master-servant pair, her mind full of doubt.

Jin Tong doesn't like females, so what are those marks on his body...

He and Lin Shan?!

Jiang Wu was startled by her own thought, then snorted coldly. She said, "How come every time I tease him, he acts as if he'd taken the Heartless Pill!" Now I understand!

Thinking of those marks on Jin Tong's body just now, Jiang Wu felt even more disgusted—just how much must he have been bullied?

She thought it would be better to chop off his useless ornament—he couldn't even take down Lin Shan... trash!

In the nearby stream, Jin Tong's brows were tightly furrowed.

Damn Su Mo! He really wanted to kill her right away, immediately!

The next day, Su Mo slept very deeply.

In the morning, Xuan Qing didn't brew medicine for Su Mo, knowing she wouldn't get up.

At noon he prepared lunch as usual.

Before lunch, Fei Yan went to the room to wake the person who was sleeping heavily.

Su Mo opened her eyes, looked at the person before her, and said resentfully, "Get out."

Fei Yan held her tighter, his forehead against her hair, speaking sincerely: "I was wrong; it's my fault for not controlling myself last night, letting Mo'er suffer. I guarantee it won't happen again."

After she fell asleep, he regretted it.

How could he, just because he was jealous of Xuan Qing, act crazy and pester her? He shouldn't have lost control like that—it's not like him.

Fei Yan held her and gently coaxed: "Get up and eat; after eating, you can punish Mo'er as you wish."

When Su Mo and Fei Yan went out, Long Yan and his group had already finished eating.

Xuan Qing served their three dishes; before they had finished lunch, footsteps sounded outside.

Su Mo turned her head and saw Long Yan's personal guard rushing in: "Miss Su, something's wrong!"