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July 20 - July 21, 2025
Liu Qingge opened fire right away. “Cang Qiong Mountain has a rule forbidding entrance to Luo Binghe.” “How come I’ve never heard of this rule?” “It’s new.”
All those years, whenever one of his beatings from Qiu Jianluo was over, or whenever he had a premonition of another beating, he had crawled to Qiu Haitang’s room and remained there, quivering. As Qiu Jianluo was unwilling to let his sister see the side of him that was perverse and lunatic, that had been the only place where Shen Jiu could hide.
“Has Shidi ever considered that, if you hadn’t treated Luo Binghe like that in the beginning, everything that unfolded today never would have happened?”
Yue Qingyuan had truly done everything he could; he’d gone above and beyond to fulfill the calls of both kindness and duty. Regardless of how much guilt weighed down his heart, his debt had long since been repaid in full.
But no matter how careless, how childish his behavior, he was still Tianlang-Jun, the person for whom Zhuzhi-Lang would brave both fire and flood, for whom he would sacrifice ten thousand lives.
“In the plays I’ve read, maidens from the Human Realm are unanimously gentle as water, considerate and charming; hence, I thought that all maidens would be like this. So. I’ve been lied to.
Mobei-Jun thought about it. With the paths his mind was given to take, there was no telling how he had interpreted “unique” feelings. “Beat them up three times a day?” Luo Binghe made a stop gesture with one hand and said wisely, “You don’t need to answer.”
Mobei-Jun looked askance at him. “So, if you want to be liked by a man, the best method is to act pathetic?”
“What did this master teach you before?” “If you can’t beat them, run.”
Seeing their glee at kicking Luo Binghe while he was down, Shen Qingqiu’s heart began to hurt for the dregs of his disciple’s dignity.
“Who asked you to win? You don’t need to steal me; Shizun will go with you himself.”
“As for this disciple, he never could have forced you like this. If Shizun merely furrowed his brow, this disciple wouldn’t have been able to continue. How could I let Shizun sob like this yet still not stop? The depiction here is a bit unrealistic.”
Wait a minute. The props were all prepared—had Luo Binghe just been putting on a pitiful act to mess with him?!
Luo Binghe nervously glanced at Shen Qingqiu out of the corner of his eye and quietly said, “I’d like to be addressed in the way married couples normally address each other.”
Shang Qinghua licked the tip of his brush and muttered, “Why not just have him stay by your side for a lifetime?” Luo Binghe shook his head. “Then Shizun would be unhappy.”
“We’ve done all the things we should have, and some things we shouldn’t,” said Shen Qingqiu.
Shen Qingqiu rested his chin on his hand. “The moment I open my eyes, I see him. And when I close my eyes, he’s still the one I see in my dreams. Does that mean we’re on dates all the time?”
“Without the heart, what use is the body?” Luo Binghe asked.
