Chapter 102: Don’t… Don’t Just Look… Your Aunt Qin…

During these New Year days, both Aunt Qin and Aunt Qiao’er were absolutely beside themselves with longing.

Originally, Lu Yuan was supposed to return to attend the Luotian Grand Offering, which would mean celebrating the New Year in Fengtian City, and the two beautiful aunts had long since prepared everything down to the last detail.

But at the last moment, Lu Yuan went back to Zhenlong Temple instead.

Their longing was so intense it wore them thin with waiting.

If not for each family’s busy obligations during the festival, the two of them would have flown straight to Lu Yuan’s side in an instant.

Of course, family matters came first; they also understood the strict rules Taoists follow during the New Year and feared barging in might create trouble for Lu Yuan.

After all, from New Year’s Eve to the sixth day, the Luotian Grand Offering in Fengtian City was staggeringly grand, and they had seen how busy the Taoist practitioners were.

Now, after longing through the entire holiday, at last on the seventh day of the first month, they finally had Lu Yuan back.

Seeing the two gorgeous aunts looking so sweet and full of springtime longing, Lu Yuan couldn’t help but smile.

After saying this, he turned to the two, who were holding thick red envelopes and could barely contain their joy, Wang Cheng’an and Xu Erxiao.

“That’s enough, you two don’t need to hang around here. Go back to the room and get some sleep.”

After a day and a night jostled by carriage, even the most luxurious carriage of Celestial Master He Xun still couldn’t compare to the comfort of sleeping on a warm brick bed.

Wang Cheng’an and Xu Erxiao dutifully answered, picked up their things, and retreated to the front courtyard.

They had followed Lu Yuan to the Zhao family house so many times that the middle courtyard already had rooms reserved for them; being here felt like returning home.

In the front courtyard, Aunt Qin and Aunt Qiao’er, one on each side, affectionately linked their arms with Lu Yuan and steered him toward the back courtyard, their voices dripping with coquettish sweetness.

“You should rest a bit too~”

“You have to stay a few extra days this time, no rushing off~”

Lu Yuan shook his head with a helpless smile.

“I’d like to, but I have to leave tomorrow.”

No sooner had he finished speaking than the two beautiful aunts’ faces filled with mock scolding.

Before they could complain, Lu Yuan added another line.

“This is the last trip. I’ll be out at most half a month. After the Celestial Master Grand Ceremony is over, I’ll be able to stay put in Fengtian and won’t be going out much.”

Hearing this, the two aunts’ expressions cleared like the sky after rain, and their faces brightened again.

Back in the rear courtyard, inside Lu Yuan’s assigned east wing room, Aunt Qin and Aunt Qiao’er purred flirtatiously.

“Sweetie~”

“You should catch up on sleep, then in the afternoon we’ll go see the bustle of the Luotian Grand Offering~”

They assumed that, as a Taoist, Lu Yuan would naturally be interested in the annual spectacle.

However, Lu Yuan had just entered the cozy room, slipped off his heavy coat, and taken from his cloth bag a stack of notebooks filled with writing.

“I don’t have time for that, I’m busy.”

That stack contained the complete itinerary for the Celestial Master Grand Ceremony, which he had pestered Celestial Master He Xun to detail on the way to Fengtian.

From nominations and voting to the final rites, every detail was recorded.

Before, he only knew the name and not the details, like someone who had heard of a wedding night but never experienced it.

Now, since he intended to fight for the Celestial Master position for the old man, he needed to memorize every procedure thoroughly.

The two lovely aunts, upon learning he wouldn’t go out to watch the festivities, were not displeased but even more delighted.

They would rather Lu Yuan not go anywhere and stay peacefully at home.

Sitting around the warm brick bed, chatting, sipping tea—wasn’t that better than going out and freezing?

For a while, the two aunts began to remove their heavy cloaks and change into more comfortable home clothes.

From now until they left tomorrow, their sweetie would be staying in that room.

Just thinking about it made them joyous.

Sitting in the east wing’s main room organizing papers, Lu Yuan’s gaze flicked and he turned slightly, settling on Aunt Qin.

“Huh?”

He raised an eyebrow in surprise.

“Today she’s dressed so… normal?”

In his memory, beneath Aunt Qin’s cloak hid a breathtaking sight.

But today, she only wore a plain white cashmere autumn top and leggings underneath.

Her enticing, fair feet were not encased in those lustrous black stockings that stole souls; they were simply in warm white cotton socks.

Of course, even ordinary clothing on Aunt Qin’s scandalously shaped body still didn’t look ordinary at all.

Having just removed her coat, Aunt Qin shot him a coquettish glare.

“It’s New Year’s, you know!”

“Besides, if I weren’t coming to see you, I’d dress like this as well~”

“Who wears all those flashy things in the dead of winter? You’d freeze to death. Before, I only wore them to please you, you little rascal~”

Lu Yuan grinned at Aunt Qin’s words.

That was true.

Without him around, Aunt Qin really was a cold, proper, conservative woman inwardly and outwardly.

Yet somehow she was the kind who habitually flipped into an opposite persona to please Lu Yuan.

Anyway, when she was with him, she became someone else entirely.

Seeing through Lu Yuan’s thoughts, Aunt Qin suddenly leaned closer, breathed softly, and her voice turned sultry and utterly seductive.

“You want to see~”

“In a little while Auntie will change~”

“I guarantee you’ll want to hug Auntie’s big, plump bottom and never let go for a day~~”

Faced with Aunt Qin’s extremely alluring expression, Lu Yuan could only helplessly purse his lips.

“I didn’t say that.”

“Today I have a ton of things to do!”

He lowered his head, feigned concentration on his papers, forcing his mind back to business.

But at that moment, a deeply shy, voice trembling with coquettishness drifted from the other side.

“Yuan… Yuanner…”

“Don’t… don’t just look… your Aunt Qin…”

“Look… look at me~”

Huh?

Lu Yuan turned around, bewildered.

The next second, he froze.

Holy crap!!

At some moment Aunt Qiao’er had taken that long cloak that wrapped down to her calves and, with hands painted bright red, slowly pulled open a slit.

Her face was flushed so red it seemed blood might drip from it.

Her stunningly beautiful face, saturated with coquettish color, turned bashfully to the side, not daring to meet Lu Yuan’s gaze.

She only left him a perfectly sculpted side profile.

The sight of her extreme shyness starkly contrasted with what she did next.

She threw her cloak wide open.

In an instant, a dazzling sheet of whiteness and sexiness slammed into Lu Yuan’s vision.

His pupils shrank.

Aunt Qiao’er…

Underneath…

Lu Yuan: “????”

No clothes???

Well…

Not entirely unclothed…

Her upper body wore a Western-style black lace bra.

Perhaps among Westerners you’d struggle to find someone like Aunt Qiao’er—barefoot and nearly one point nine meters tall, with breasts larger than her head—so the delicate bra really had a hard time; the fragile fabric clearly strained, as if it might burst the next second.

Much of the soft beauty still bulged out, trembling as Aunt Qiao’er’s embarrassed body shivered.

His gaze traveled downward…

Her waist, both plump and slender and radiantly mature, had a red lace garter belt matching her nail polish.

Several thin red lace straps connected the garter belt at her waist to the rounded, long roots of her thighs.

They framed those legs, which were usually wrapped in glossy black stockings, making them look even sexier.

Yet none of this impact compared to what Lu Yuan saw last.

His eyes inevitably dropped to the area beneath Aunt Qiao’er’s full, slender lower abdomen.

Eh??

Around her waist… was that… a red string?

Is this what Aunt Qin had mentioned earlier, the Western women’s style she bought in Lushun Port?!