Chapter 290: Kneel Down!

The journey passed in silence.

Falling snow covered the entire city; looking out, everything was a vast expanse of white.

Beneath the eaves of the shops hung crystal-clear icicles.

As Luo Zijun passed by, he gave a light leap, snapped off two of them in one motion, and before his feet touched the ground, he threw one of them forward.

Su Qingling did not turn her head; she reached her right hand back and caught it.

Then, she threw it onto the ground.

Luo Zijun said, "Senior Sister, I remember when we were little, you liked eating these; they were crunchy when you bit into them."

Su Qingling's tone was cold, like the biting wind sweeping through the alley: "Dirty."

Luo Zijun said, "How is it dirty? It's formed from snow water, crystal clear and very clean."

Su Qingling said, "Your hands are dirty."

Luo Zijun was speechless; he held out his hands and said, "My hands aren't dirty; I just washed them."

Su Qingling said coldly, "You spent all night touching something unclean; do you think washing them makes them clean?"

Luo Zijun didn't say anything more.

Back at Bao'an Hall, Su Dafang had already returned and was sitting in front of the stove warming himself. Seeing the two of them return together, both looking out of sorts, he asked curiously, "What's wrong? Was that Bai Daxiaojie very ill?"

He then muttered to himself, "No, if that Bai Daxiaojie were very ill, Ling'er shouldn't have that look on her face."

Su Qingling went straight upstairs.

Luo Zijun put down the Medicine Chest and said hurriedly, "Master, I still have to study, I'll head back first."

Before Su Dafang could speak, Su Qingling had already stopped on the stairs, turned her head to look at him, and said, "You want to try?"

Seeing his granddaughter's expression, Su Dafang immediately stood up, went over to close the shop door, and scolded, "Disciple, how bold!"

Qingwen covered her mouth and giggled behind the counter.

Luo Zijun, feeling helpless, had no choice but to walk toward the stairs and say, "Senior Sister, what is this all about?"

Su Qingling did not answer and continued up the stairs.

Seeing that his master was home, Luo Zijun wasn't afraid of the girl acting recklessly upstairs, so he followed her up while speculating.

As he stepped onto the stairs, he immediately turned his head back and said, "Master, if Senior Sister pinches me later, remember to come save me."

Su Dafang rolled his eyes and said, "Are you still a man? If she pinches you, can't you pinch her back? Didn't you used to be evenly matched with her? How have you become so useless now?"

Luo Zijun sighed and said, "My strength is too great now; I don't dare to make a move, for fear of breaking Senior Sister."

"Tsk tsk, look at that, you've even blown the old cow up into the sky."

Su Dafang's face was full of mockery.

Qingwen laughed so hard behind the counter that she couldn't control herself.

Luo Zijun ignored him, followed his Senior Sister upstairs, and arrived at the doorway of her room, but he didn't dare to go in.

Su Qingling entered the room, sat down on the bed, then patted the bed and looked at him, saying, "Come in, sit."

Luo Zijun's expression changed; he stood at the door and said, "Senior Sister, didn't you have something to give me? What is it?"

Su Qingling said, "You come in first."

Luo Zijun stood at the door, unmoving: "You take it out and let me see first."

Su Qingling narrowed her eyes: "Are you coming in or not?"

Luo Zijun said, "I am, but I hope Senior Sister can take the item out first and let me see it before we talk."

Su Qingling stared at him coldly for a while longer, then suddenly bent down, took off her embroidered shoe, then removed one of her socks, held it up, and said, "Do you see clearly?"

Luo Zijun's mouth twitched, and he said, "Senior Sister, don't joke around."

Su Qingling said, "Do you want it or not?"

Luo Zijun said firmly, "I don't!"

Su Qingling gave a light hum, then suddenly lifted that snow-white jade foot from which she had removed the sock, and said, "How about this?"

Beneath the white skirt, the young girl's jade foot was blindingly white and breathtakingly beautiful, like a flawless, White Jade-like work of art.

Luo Zijun's Adam's apple bobbed, and he said, "Senior Sister, if you have nothing else, I'm leaving."

This girl was trying to seduce him again!

Master and Qingwen were still downstairs; he wouldn't fall for it!

Su Qingling stared at him for a while longer, put down her raised jade foot, placed the sock in her hand onto the bed, and then took a purple brocade box out from under the quilt, asking, "Are you about to break through again?"

Luo Zijun was startled and said in surprise, "How did Senior Sister know?"

Su Qingling did not answer; she opened the brocade box, revealing a pale purple pill inside, and said, "This is a Purple Gold Pill, refined from the demon core of a Demon Beast. After you take it, you can break through very quickly. If you have enough energy in your body, you might even be able to push for the next realm."

Upon hearing this, Luo Zijun's eyes lit up: "Really?"

As he spoke, he hesitated no longer, immediately entered the room, came to the front of the bed, and looked at the pill in the brocade box with a face full of surprise, looking as if he couldn't wait to swallow it.

Su Qingling looked at him with a calm expression and said, "I can give you this pill, but you must also give me something of yours."

Upon hearing this, Luo Zijun said hurriedly, "Whatever Senior Sister wants, just say it! As long as I have it, I will give it all to Senior Sister!"

"Really?"

Su Qingling raised her eyebrows slightly.

Luo Zijun said, "Of course! A gentleman's word is his bond; I, Luo Zijun, never go back on my word!"

Su Qingling said calmly, "Then go close the door first." Luo Zijun paused; looking at her pure yet alluring, watery eyes, as well as that snow-white, tempting jade foot, he immediately snapped to his senses and said with some trepidation, "Senior Sister, Master and Qingwen are still downstairs."

Su Qingling said, "That is why I am telling you to close the door."

Luo Zijun said in a dilemma, "Senior Sister, this..."

Su Qingling closed the brocade box and said, "Suit yourself. After today, this pill will be gone."

Luo Zijun glanced at the brocade box in her hand, then looked at her, back and forth, several times, before he sighed, walked over, and closed the door.

Anyway, his master was still downstairs, so no matter how presumptuous this girl was, she wouldn't do anything too excessive.

At worst, he would just have to endure it.

"Kneel."

Just as Luo Zijun returned to the bedside, Su Qingling ordered him with an expressionless face.

Luo Zijun frowned and said, "Senior Sister, don't you want my item? I'll give it to you, so why must you humiliate me?"

Su Qingling did not speak; she bent down, took off one of her embroidered shoes, then removed the silk sock, and finally extended her two snow-white, alluring, and slender jade feet in front of him, saying, "Kneel down, and I will take it myself."

Luo Zijun: "???"

Outside the window, the night curtain began to fall gradually.

Downstairs, Su Dafang waited and waited, but seeing that the two did not come down, he couldn't help but say to Qingwen at the counter, "Qingwen, why hasn't that brat come down yet? You go up and take a look."

Qingwen said, "Without the Young Lady's orders, this servant wouldn't dare. Master, you should go up and take a look yourself."

Su Dafang looked timid: "Forget it, let's wait a bit longer. That girl's expression didn't look too good just now, I'd better not provoke her."

Qingwen suppressed a laugh and said, "What is Master worried about? Worried that the Young Lady is being bullied by Young Master Luo?"

Su Dafang sneered and said, "You girl, you've only been here a few days, so it's no wonder you don't understand the two of them. I'm not worried about Ling'er, but about that brat Luo Zijun; from childhood to adulthood, it has always been Ling'er bullying him. Even if you gave that brat a hundred times the courage, he wouldn't dare to bully Ling'er."

Qingwen laughed: "Is Young Master Luo that weak?"

Su Dafang boasted with some pride: "That depends on who he is in front of. If he were in front of a little girl like you, that brat could punch you and send you flying outside the city. In front of me and Ling'er, that brat is as docile as a cat; even if we were to pluck his fur, he wouldn't dare to meow."

Qingwen blinked her large eyes and said, "Master, although this servant has only been here a few days, this servant can see that Master is also as docile as a cat in front of the Young Lady."

"You... you girl!"

Su Dafang rolled his eyes, ignored her, and turned his gaze toward the upstairs.

Outside the house, the night curtain had completely fallen.

Qingwen lit the oil lamp in the shop, and the dim light illuminated half of the shop.

Upstairs, it had become pitch black, but it remained quiet and silent.

Su Dafang finally couldn't wait any longer and muttered to himself: These two little things, they wouldn't have fallen asleep up there, would they? I must go up and see.

Saying this, he was about to go upstairs.

Just at this moment, the sound of a room door opening came from upstairs.

Then, footsteps were heard, sounding somewhat unsteady.

Luo Zijun soon appeared at the top of the stairs, holding a brocade box in his hand. Because of the dim light, the expression on his face could not be seen clearly, but his somewhat heavy breathing could be heard clearly.

Su Dafang looked him over carefully and hurriedly asked in a low voice, "Disciple, what were you doing upstairs with that girl? Why did it take so long to come down?"

Luo Zijun raised the brocade box in his hand and said in a calm tone, "Senior Sister gave me a medicinal pill, a very powerful medicinal pill, so we chatted in the room for a while longer."

Su Dafang said, "What did you chat about? Besides chatting, did you... did you not do anything else?"

Luo Zijun said, "No."

Su Dafang didn't believe it: "Really not?"

Luo Zijun thought for a moment and said, "Senior Sister also helped me with a massage for a while."

"Massage? Massaged where?"

Su Dafang was stunned and said with a face full of suspicion, "That girl would help you massage? Why does it sound like I'm hearing the biggest joke in the world?"

"My body, of course."

Luo Zijun said indifferently.

Just as Su Dafang was about to press further, Luo Zijun had already gone downstairs and said, "Master, it's dark, I must hurry back. Recently, the city hasn't been peaceful, and there are demons and monsters appearing, so you should be careful too."

After finishing, he was about to leave.

Su Dafang suddenly said, "Wait! Did you change your pants?"

Luo Zijun said, "Ah, no, why would I change my pants? Master, I won't say more, I must hurry back, otherwise the Bai Mansion will send someone to look for me."

After finishing, he immediately left the shop.

Who would have thought that just after walking out of the shop, his legs suddenly went weak, and with a "slap," he fell face-first into the snow, then quickly stood up and hurried away.

Su Dafang narrowed his eyes, looked at the doorway for a while, then turned his head and looked upstairs, but did not dare to go up again.

In the room upstairs, it was pitch black.

Su Qingling was sitting quietly by the bedside, her pair of snow-white, slender jade feet placed in a basin filled with clear water.

The room was filled with the faint fragrance of a young girl, as well as a strange scent.

(End of this chapter)