Chapter 728

He said helplessly:

“Are you still going to learn or not? You’re so unfocused.”

Long Long Xiaoyun covered the spot, which didn’t actually hurt at all, with her small hand.

She said embarrassedly:

“It’s all because Master is too good-looking.”

Gu Gu Hanyuan laughed:

“So it’s my fault now? If you don’t learn properly, don’t come crying to me when you get punished.”

“Is it going to be like it was at the Mei’an Hall?”

Long Long Xiaoyun’s tone was somewhat strange.

Her face flushed red as she recalled the scene from that time.

At the time, she had only felt immense shame.

Now, reflecting on it, it had a different kind of flavor.

For a moment, she even felt a strange sense of anticipation.

Gu Gu Hanyuan said with a half-smile:

“Long Xiaoyun, are you not afraid of the cold anymore?”

Upon hearing this, Long Long Xiaoyun hesitated and said:

“If it’s in the room…”

More than being afraid of the cold, what she cared about was not Yu Wanting to be seen by anyone other than Gu Gu Hanyuan.

Especially, she subconsciously did not want Lin Lin Shiyin to find out.

Gu Gu Hanyuan tapped Long Long Xiaoyun again, but this time he clearly used more force, drawing a cry of pain from her.

He said crossly:

“Instead of thinking about those things, you’d be better off learning seriously.”

Gu Gu Hanyuan felt a bit strange in his heart at this moment.

Long Long Xiaoyun and Lin Lin Shiyin were truly mother and daughter.

Without a comparison, he hadn’t felt anything was wrong.

After properly experiencing the freshness and juiciness of a mature peach, he realized that both mother and daughter had similar talents.

Long Long Xiaoyun had a promising future.

Even as a peach that was still relatively green, she was quite flavorful.

No wonder he hadn’t held back at the Mei’an Hall and ended up making Long Long Xiaoyun cry.

Long Long Xiaoyun pouted, looking aggrieved.

But in her eyes, there seemed to be more than just pain; there was a different kind of meaning.

Without the interference of the other women.

Gu Gu Hanyuan fulfilled his duties as a teacher for the whole day.

He continued to instruct Long Long Xiaoyun until the sky turned dark.

However, Long Long Xiaoyun failed to live up to her intelligence and wit.

Not only was her learning progress slow, but she also frequently daydreamed, and her movements became sloppy.

The result, naturally, was that she received quite a few lessons.

It was just that looking at her lively eyes, which were becoming increasingly moist, there was no sign that she had learned her lesson at all.

Long Long Xiaoyun looked at Gu Gu Hanyuan’s annoyed expression.

Embarrassed, she pulled him into her room.

After the door was closed, Long Long Xiaoyun walked to the bedside of her own accord.

After a while, she covered her small head with the “Fire-Washing Skirt” and said in a muffled voice:

“Long Xiaoyun accepts the punishment.”

Seeing this, Gu Gu Hanyuan’s eyelids twitched.

Although Long Long Xiaoyun’s figure was still somewhat immature, the act of voluntarily posing to accept punishment had quite an impact.

Gu Gu Hanyuan did not hesitate long before using the large hand that had collected interest from Lin Lin Shiyin to punish Long Long Xiaoyun for not studying properly.

Long Long Xiaoyun curled up, her backside burning with pain.

This time, Gu Gu Hanyuan did not treat her like he did last time, though he did take off his outer robe to keep her warm.

After all, Long Long Xiaoyun had been keeping her head muffled in the “Fire-Washing Skirt.”

Without the “Fire-Washing Skirt” to keep her warm, and with her internal energy not yet cultivated, it would be troublesome if she caught a cold.

Hearing the sound of Gu Gu Hanyuan leaving.

Long Long Xiaoyun lifted a corner of the “Fire-Washing Skirt,” revealing a flushed, pretty face with teary eyes.

“Hiss!”

Long Long Xiaoyun moved slightly and pulled at her injury.

It certainly still hurt, but besides the pain, there was indeed a more inexplicable feeling.

This caused many complex emotions to fill Long Long Xiaoyun’s moist eyes.

She reached out and took the garment Gu Gu Hanyuan had left behind, which was covering her.

Gu Gu Hanyuan’s scent still lingered on it.

Long Long Xiaoyun couldn’t help but bring it over and sniff it.

That familiar and reassuring scent left her in a daze.

In the dark of the night, Long Long Xiaoyun muttered to herself in a muffled voice:

“Master… Long Xiaoyun seems to have become a bit strange.”

Gu Gu Hanyuan, who had left Long Long Xiaoyun’s room, had a strange expression on his face.

It was hard to say whether Long Long Xiaoyun, who had been punished while kneeling, had learned her lesson.

But it seemed to be only a matter of time before her filial piety became corrupted.

Unfortunately, although both had “Cloud” in their names, Long Long Xiaoyun and Wu Wu Xingyun were still different.

Not only was it impossible to take her in within a short time.

It would also take a great deal of time to cultivate her into a qualified cauldron.

For this reason, he could only take an unconventional path.

Gu Gu Hanyuan’s eyes grew deeper, and his heart was cold.

It took quite a while for him to recover.

Gu Gu Hanyuan could not help but mutter to himself:

“Long Xiaoyun, do not blame your master.”

In the days that followed.

Outside, the investigation into the Plum Blossom Thief by Li Li Xunhuan had caused a great stir.

Moreover, it seemed that many Plum Blossom Thieves had popped up all at once.

Making it impossible to distinguish the real from the fake.

Li Li Xunhuan was also exhausted from running around because of this.

Inside Xingyunzhuang, however, it was peaceful and serene, even carrying a touch of peach-colored, ambiguous atmosphere.

Gu Gu Hanyuan picked up the zither he hadn’t played for a long time.

With his current skill, it was naturally heavenly.

Sun Xiaohong was unexpectedly good at playing the flute.

Although they were a bit far apart in skill, under Gu Gu Hanyuan’s guidance and coordination, they could barely manage a duet.

For Sun Xiaohong, who had spent years wandering the Jianghu, such a romantic scene of zither and flute playing in perfect harmony was something she had never imagined.

A rendition of the “Proud Wanderer” song even moved her to offer a fragrant kiss.

However, Sun Xiaohong’s flute skills were ultimately lacking.

And her lack of desire to improve was regrettable.

— Author's Notes —

PS: I’ve been adding extra chapters for a week straight; my waist is sore and my wrists ache. I really have nothing left to give.