The Whole World Wants Me To Get Divorced chapter 81
Extra 6 Past Life
Having obtained Yan Gu’s promise, Rong Xiao still refused to let him go.
Yan Gu had a special light fragrance that was comforting. Recently, with nothing to do, Rong Xiao had been reading the love stories Yan Gu collected. Although they were just mundane tales, lacking profound meaning, they were tender and gentle enough to understand why mortals would sacrifice their lives for love, even with a lifespan of just a hundred years.
Rong Xiao didn’t understand it before, but meeting Yan Gu changed that.
Even though he was an inexhaustible wood beneath Kunlun Mountain, it seemed he was destined to fall into the hands of a human named Yan Gu, he couldn’t control his heart, bones, blood, and everything else. He lightly rubbed Yan Gu’s neck, and his eyes, while tender, held the gaze of a hunting wild beast.
Yan Gu felt a bit itchy from the rubbing and finally realized how ambiguous their position was. He pushed Rong Xiao away a bit, feeling a bit flustered.
He told Rong Xiao, “The guests from Lingyun Pavilion brought a special Bamboo Spirit Wine. It has a mellow taste and is beneficial for cultivation. I asked for two jars and planned on drinking it with you when I got back.”
Rong Xiao’s eyes revealed a hint of disdain. He didn’t care about what Lingyun Pavilion sent; within his Kunlun Secret Realm, he could get whatever he wanted.
However, he also sensed that Yan Gu didn’t have the scent of alcohol on him. It seemed that he deliberately avoided drinking at the banquet, waiting to share a drink with him.
Not wanting to dismiss Yan Gu’s intentions, Rong Xiao nodded reservedly, “Sure, let’s have a bit.”
They sat on the waterside pavilion, each with a white jade wine cup filled with the crystal-clear liquid.
Lingyun Pavilion’s winemaking skills were quite good. Even for Rong Xiao, who was picky with his palate, he found no faults.
Unlike Rong Xiao, Yan Gu didn’t have a particular preference for alcohol. After a few sips, he stopped drinking and started enjoying the delicate pastries from the food box. The kitchen had recently created a new type of fruit, sweet and soft, with the flavor of honey. After eating a few, the air around him carried a sweet floral fragrance. His soft lips were adorned with transparent sugar glaze, sparkling.
Rong Xiao’s eyes were glued to Yan Gu’s lips, finding it difficult to look away.
He wanted to kiss him again, but hesitated, fearing Yan Gu’s displeasure. Taking a sip of wine, he contemplated how, after Yan Gu fell asleep, he could sneakily steal a few kisses.
Yan Gu, unaware of Rong Xiao’s chaotic thoughts, chatted with him for a while. Half a jar of Bamboo Spirit Wine was consumed, and he was ready to lead Rong Xiao back to rest.
However, when he reached out to pull Rong Xiao up, a palm-sized, soft fabric dropped from his sleeve and landed at Rong Xiao’s feet. It was a delicate sachet with a black satin surface embroidered with various shades of pink peach blossoms—symbols of romantic feelings. The stitches were delicate and dense, unmistakably crafted by a woman’s hand.
Upon closer inspection, Yan Gu realized it was the small sachet that Fairy Bipoxian had given him in the afternoon. She had asked him to help her with something. Yan Gu casually put it into his pocket, not expecting it to fall out now.
Unaware of the gossip circulating about him and Fairy Bipoxian, Yan Gu explained to Rong Xiao, “This isn’t mine; Fairy Bipoxian gave it to me, asking for a favor..”
However, as he reached out, his hand found nothing.
As soon as Rong Xiao heard the words “Fairy Bipoxian,” instead of returning it to Yan Gu, he took the liberty to open the sachet.
Inside were a few blessed jade stones, along with a small pink note with delicate handwriting.
“In the mountains, there are trees and branches; my heart delights in you, yet you are unaware.”
Rong Xiao pulled out the note.
Although the note was light and thin, when held between his fingertips, it felt like a sharp blade, cutting a fine wound in his heart, and blood oozed out.
“My heart delights in you, yet you are unaware…”
This sentence stung his eyes, causing the jealousy and anger he had just managed to suppress to surge once again.
He recalled the words of the disciples earlier.
Fairy Bipoxian and Yan Gu were childhood friends, and the sects are considering a marriage alliance.
They said Fairy Bipoxian was indifferent to others but always smiled and talked with Yan Gu.
These rumors, like little hammers, pounded on Rong Xiao’s chest, making him restless with hatred, wanting to break something.
Seeing Rong Xiao dismantling the sachet, Yan Gu became anxious.
This was a gift Fairy Bipoxian made for her beloved, expressly forbidding anyone from peeking. Who would have thought Rong Xiao would open it so easily?
“How can you sneak a peek at a girl’s personal matters? Give it back to me quickly,” Yan Gu scolded, reaching out anxiously.
But before his hand touched the sachet, a flame erupted from Rong Xiao’s palm, turning the sachet into ashes.
Rong Xiao loosened his grip, and the ashes of the sachet scattered into the lake, melting in the water, impossible to retrieve.
Yan Gu was dumbfounded. “What are you doing?”
“I don’t like it,” Rong Xiao said coldly, looking at Yan Gu. “You’re willing to accept all kinds of dirty things. Don’t you find it disgusting?”
He didn’t like anything given to Yan Gu by others. Yan Gu belonged to him entirely, every inch of his skin and bone, and he couldn’t tolerate anyone else contaminating him in the slightest.
Yan Gu was on the verge of fainting.
Regardless of whether he liked it or not, those things belonged to others. How could Rong Xiao destroy them?
However, he couldn’t be bothered to argue with him at the moment. The sachet contained a precious Tianxi bead, the most important item in it, perhaps miraculously unharmed by the fire.
In a hurry, Yan Gu knelt by the lake, attempting to use a technique to find it.
He was thinking that Fairy Bipoxian, that little girl, had a rare crush and liked her junior martial brother. She even asked him for help, so he couldn’t let her be disappointed.
But Rong Xiao’s view of Yan Gu’s actions was entirely different. To him, it seemed like Yan Gu had deep feelings for Fairy Bipoxian. Even though the sachet had turned to ashes, he refused to give up.
Rong Xiao gazed at him with a dark expression, his eyes subtly turning red.
A moment ago, Yan Gu was still in his arms, behaving so obediently, making him vaguely think that he also liked him.
But now, it felt like he had been slapped hard.
All the tenderness and sweetness of these days were fake.
Yan Gu’s indulgence toward him was also fake.
Yan Gu brought him out of Kunlun, carefully taking care of him—it was all because of his gentle nature.
What he truly liked was a woman like Fairy Bipoxian, who could marry him and bear his children. Fairy Bipoxian could touch Yan Gu without reservation, kiss him, and do all kinds of intimate things.
And he could only watch from the side.
What’s worse, Yan Gu would invite him to have a celebratory drink and witness him marrying someone else, bowing to the heavens and entering the bridal chamber.
Thinking about that scene made Rong Xiao feel blood rushing up to his chest, burning his reason to ashes.
He watched Yan Gu’s back, and his eyes gradually became ruthless.
He thought, he was originally a cruel and ruthless demon. Why should he abide by human rules and seek Yan Gu’s consent? The nature of demons is to plunder.
If he liked Yan Gu, he should seize him, lock him up with an iron chain, and let him only look at him, only endure his kisses.
Yan Gu, wanting to find the Tianxi bead, jumped into the water, which was slightly cool. His thin clothes were soaked, outlining his slender and beautiful figure, even more enticing in the moonlight.
After finally finding the tiny bead, he heard a sound from behind and knew that Rong Xiao had also come over.
He thought Rong Xiao had finally realized his mistake and was coming to help. He was about to scold him.
But soon, he realized how wrong he was.
Someone grabbed him from behind, and then everything spun around. He was forcefully pressed against the stone by the lake, the cold and hard surface hurting his back.
Before he could speak to reprimand, his open lips were sealed by someone.
This kiss was not gentle and light like the last time, nor was it restrained.
Rong Xiao, like a madman, bit Yan Gu’s lips fiercely, leaving bite marks and faint traces of blood on his lips. He held Yan Gu’s waist, locking his wrists, and indulged in embracing him on the stone.
He licked Yan Gu’s tongue, savoring the soft and tender texture, and their bodies rubbed against each other.
The lake water was cold, but the two people’s bodies gradually warmed up.
The originally cold, closely pressed thin lips became rosy and warm in this repeated deep kiss.
Rong Xiao tasted the faint honey flavor in Yan Gu’s mouth, which was already quite light but still sweet and lingering.
He held onto Yan Gu’s lower lip, gently grinding it, and stared at Yan Gu with a cold expression. “You’re so distressed over a sachet. If I lock you up, enjoying you every day, how would you react?”
Pressing closely against Yan Gu’s body, he kissed his jaw.
“You shouldn’t have provoked me. You knew I’m a demon, yet you brought me out of Kunlun. You brought me to the mortal realm and refused to love me. What do you want me to do?”
Yan Gu felt his mind explode with a loud bang.
He hadn’t been able to react just now, and Rong Xiao had locked him in a deep kiss. Now, hearing Rong Xiao’s chilling words, he suddenly widened his eyes.
Rong Xiao still held his jaw, interrogating him. A hint of crimson appeared in his eyes, a cold smirk on his face. “Does that Fairy Bipoxian treat you better than I do? Do you prefer her over me? Am I not attractive enough for you? Why do you insist on liking others and not me?”
Yan Gu was stunned, like a bewildered little quail, looking at Rong Xiao with wide eyes.
Whether it was Rong Xiao’s mind malfunctioning or his hearing playing tricks on him, he couldn’t figure it out.