Chapter 303: The Strange Dudou

The morning breeze is chilly, and the thin mist is hazy.

In Bai Hua Hu, the green waves ripple and sparkle; although it is the depths of winter, the lake is covered in flower petals of various colors, bright and beautiful, truly stunning.

At this moment, a small boat is drifting amidst them, slowly sailing toward the pavilion in the center of the lake.

On the small boat, a graceful figure in a white dress like snow, with hair like a waterfall, possesses an outstanding temperament; set against the morning light, clear breeze, curling fairy mist, green waves, and fresh flowers, she is as beautiful as a painting, unstained by a speck of dust, just like a fairy slowly walking out of a fairyland.

That peerless beautiful face, appearing and disappearing in the fairy mist, is like an artwork meticulously carved by a master sculptor over a thousand years, perfect and almost without any flaws.

Even the Yuanyang playing in the lake are now wide-eyed, watching her quietly.

The beautiful scenery in the lake is also eclipsed at this moment.

"Young Miss, why come here so early in the morning? The door isn't locked, and no one was left inside; what if that bad Young Master sneaks in again and steals Young Miss's things?"

A petite figure wearing a pink dress comes to the bow of the boat and mutters.

She has many cute little braids woven into her hair, each tied with a pink hair tie; her melon-shaped face, which still looks somewhat immature, is small, like a delicate flower just blooming in the snow, pink and tender, as if it would break at a touch; her pair of eyes are also dark, large, and look quite lively and mischievous.

The snow-white figure standing at the bow of the boat does not speak upon hearing this, her pair of peerless beautiful eyes staring blankly at the lake water ahead.

At the stern of the boat stand two other petite figures.

One wears a white dress, looking cute and innocent, but she appears muddled and somewhat dazed.

The other wears a green dress, looking pretty with a cold expression; she has her arms crossed, holding a precious sword in her embrace, her chest exceptionally towering and high, the precious sword almost completely buried within, forming a rather strange contrast with her petite, delicate physique and immature cheeks.

The small boat soon arrives at the pavilion in the center of the lake.

At the same time.

Luo Zijun is sleeping in his room and does not get up until noon.

After finishing his meal, he goes to the backyard to practice.

At this time, Xiaohuan comes over and says, "Young Master, Bai Bai just came over to say that the Eldest Young Miss was playing at Bai Hua Hu behind the house earlier and fell into the lake."

Luo Zijun is stunned upon hearing this and quickly asks, "Was she rescued?"

Xiaohuan says, "She was rescued, but her clothes were all soaked; Bai Bai is currently drying the Eldest Young Miss's wet clothes in the courtyard next door."

Luo Zijun's expression shifts slightly, and he says, "Has the Eldest Young Miss not returned?"

Xiaohuan says, "She is still in the pavilion on the lake; Bai Bai has to go back there in a while. She specifically came to tell this servant to tell Young Master, hoping that after the Eldest Young Miss returns, Young Master can go pay his respects to her."

Luo Zijun reaches out to brush the fallen leaves off his clothes and says, "Of course I must go."

Seeing that he is practicing, Xiaohuan says nothing more and turns to leave.

Luo Zijun stands in the courtyard for a while longer before continuing to practice his punches.

At dusk.

Just as he finishes his Medicine Bath, Xiaohuan comes over to report, "Young Master, the Eldest Young Miss and the others have returned."

Luo Zijun nods and waits for a while longer before coming through the small gate to the neighboring Luoxue Residence.

In the corner of the small courtyard, the clothes of Bai Daxiaojie are indeed hanging to dry.

"What are you looking at!"

At this moment, Fenfen suddenly stands on the corridor with her hands on her small waist and says fiercely.

Luo Zijun withdraws his gaze, looks at her, and says, "Is the Eldest Young Miss in the room? I have come to pay my respects to the Eldest Young Miss."

Fenfen snorts, "Young Miss is very tired and has already gone to sleep."

"Alright."

Luo Zijun says nothing more and says, "Then I will come again tomorrow."

After speaking, he turns and leaves through the small gate.

At this time, Bai Meixue is standing quietly in front of the window of her boudoir, watching his back disappear at the small gate, and then her gaze shifts to the clothes drying in the corner of the small courtyard.

Soon, night falls.

Luo Zijun returns to his room early, locks the windows and the door, gives instructions to Xiaohuan and Ziyuan, and then performs Soul Out-of-Body to come to the garden behind the house.

A full moon rises into the night sky.

Before long, a white shadow appears in the moon, arrives in an instant, and drifts down before him.

Luo Zijun bows respectfully: "Fairy."

For the last two nights, one must not be careless at all.

The Moon Palace Fairy looks at him with cold eyes and asks, "Is the item ready?"

Luo Zijun says, "It is ready."

The Moon Palace Fairy narrows her eyes, says nothing more, stares at him for a while, and turns to walk toward the entrance.

Luo Zijun also quickly follows.

"Swish!"

A beam of light appears, and the two are sucked into the Diyuan.

After arriving in the Diyuan, the Moon Palace Fairy remains silent until they walk out of the tunnel, when she asks coldly, "What item have you prepared?" Luo Zijun says, "A good item, it will definitely be useful."

"Hmph."

The Moon Palace Fairy lets out a low, cold snort and walks toward the cave not far away.

After entering the cave, she finally cannot help but say, "What is it? Take it out and let me see."

Luo Zijun is somewhat embarrassed: "That... it is a bit shameful..."

The Moon Palace Fairy looks at him with cold eyes, her tone suddenly carrying a hint of mockery: "A dudou, an undergarment, or silk stockings, or perhaps shoes?"

Luo Zijun says awkwardly, "A dudou."

"Heh."

The Moon Palace Fairy makes a sound that is mocking yet not quite, and says, "It wouldn't be your sister-in-law's, would it?"

Luo Zijun shakes his head and says solemnly, "Fairy, you are overthinking it; as a brother-in-law, how could I possibly take my sister-in-law's dudou."

The Moon Palace fairy gave a cold laugh and said, "That's not for certain."

Luo Zijun said, "It is not."

The Moon Palace fairy said coldly again, "Then it must belong to some lover of yours?"

Luo Zijun still shook his head.

The Moon Palace fairy was stunned for a moment, her gaze flickering, and she said, "Could it be, then, that it belongs to your wife, that Bai Daxiaojie?"

Luo Zijun said, "Of course not, I wouldn't dare take hers."

The Moon Palace fairy gave a low hum and said, "Why wouldn't you dare? Isn't she the wife you formally bowed with in marriage?"

Luo Zijun said, "Fairy, you ask what you already know. Although she and I have formally bowed in marriage, we have never shared a room, nor have we lived together, and our relationship is neither warm nor cold. How could I possibly dare to take her dudou?"

The Moon Palace fairy looked at him with cold eyes and said nothing more.

Luo Zijun, his mind set on breaking through his cultivation, hurriedly said, "Fairy, it is getting late, should we begin?"

The Moon Palace fairy did not answer; she turned and walked to the cave entrance, presenting him with a cold, icy back.

Luo Zijun assumed she was shy, or perhaps afraid, and hurriedly added, "Fairy, I will be gentle this time, and I will finish quickly."

That way, he would have more time to break through his cultivation.

The Moon Palace fairy remained coldly with her back to him, motionless, ignoring him.

Just as Luo Zijun was growing anxious, the Moon Palace fairy finally turned around, looked at him, and said coldly, "First, take out what you brought for me to see. If it is not suitable, it will only be counterproductive."

Luo Zijun hesitated and said, "I am afraid I might frighten you, Fairy."

The Moon Palace fairy immediately scoffed and said, "It is merely a dudou; do you think I have never seen one?"

Luo Zijun said, "Fairy, this dudou is extraordinary; it is somewhat strange."

The Moon Palace fairy furrowed her brows, as if she had suddenly remembered something, and squinting her eyes, she asked, "Is it perhaps very revealing?"

Luo Zijun said, "It is very sexy."

The Moon Palace fairy stared at him coldly for a while, then said, "Don't dawdle, take it out."

"Alright."

Luo Zijun did not waste any more time; he raised his hand, reached into the fluorescent light at his waist, and took out a silvery-white object.

The Moon Palace fairy was instantly taken aback; she stared intently at the object in his hand and asked suspiciously, "This is... a dudou?"

Luo Zijun carefully unfolded the object in his hands; it was actually a piece of silvery-white Snake Skin. Under the reflection of the fluorescent light on both of them, those silvery-white scales looked shimmering and iridescent, flowing with color as if it were a rare treasure.

"This is Snake Skin."

He looked at the Snake Skin in his hands with a complex expression and said softly, "When I was born, I was wrapped inside it. It was my swaddling cloth, and it could be considered my dudou. Although you said, Fairy, that I needed the intimate garment of a woman I love and fantasize about most to keep me conscious amidst the pain, I feel that this object is more effective than any woman's intimate garment."

"Seeing it makes me think of many things, and it also makes me fantasize about many things."

"Who exactly are my parents? Where do I come from? Why was I wrapped in this Snake Skin? Did a White Snake use its skin to save me, or is it that I... I am actually a snake..."

"Therefore, when I am about to reach my limit, as long as I see it, I will maintain my reason and continue to persevere..."

Upon hearing the words "Snake Skin," the Moon Palace fairy's heart gave a violent jolt. When she looked closely at the iridescent, silvery-white Snake Skin before her, she did not know why, but her soul-heart began to beat violently.

She stared blankly at the Snake Skin before her, as if she had been struck by a freezing spell, rooted to the spot.

Her mind was in chaos, yet she could not grasp anything clear.

"Fairy, shall we begin?"

"This Snake Skin is very clean; why don't you lie down on it?"

Luo Zijun remembered the task at hand and immediately collected his emotions.

No matter what, he had to break through to the Fen Shen Realm first and get rid of the White Snake's mission. Even if his past ties with the White Snake were not yet severed, that would be a matter for after he had gained his freedom.

The Moon Palace fairy remained dazed for a while longer before slowly raising her gaze to look at him. After a moment of silence, she suddenly said coldly, "I will channel it into you; you lie down."

"Oh..."

(End of chapter)