After Breaking Off the Engagement, I Started Pursuing My Master-Chapter 9 - Luckily, Im a gentleman!

Chapter 9: Luckily, I’m a gentleman!

Luo Qingyu was placed in an empty room by Jiang Huai.

Over the past few years, Luo Qingyu occasionally stayed in Chu Xianning’s courtyard for a while, so Jiang Huai had reserved a room for her. The bed was adorned with several rabbit dolls he had sewn, and by the window stood two pots of Qingxue Youlan orchids, which he carefully tended when Luo Qingyu was away. The faint, dark fragrance of the Qingxue Youlan filled the room, calming the mind and spirit.

At the moment, Luo Qingyu lay flat on the bed, but even so, her chest still appeared full and round, and her nightgown’s neckline could not completely cover it, revealing a bit of her fair skin.

Jiang Huai heard a ding in his ear.

【Task 1: After returning to the sect, Luo Yueguan attempts to lie to Luo Qingyu, making her believe that you know you are no longer worthy of her, prompting you to propose canceling the engagement yourself and wanting Luo Qingyu to think you no longer wish to see her. Consequently, Luo Qingyu becomes despondent and tries to end her life in front of Luo Yueguan, leaving Luo Yueguan at a loss and sobbing in the courtyard.】

【Luo Qingyu has long been deeply infatuated with you. You just need to consume her completely, making her willingly become part of your future Crystal Palace, and naturally, she will no longer seek death. You can also take advantage of the condition Luo Yueguan has promised you, to dual cultivate with her once, and then secretly record the scene with a Memory Stone, using it as leverage to threaten Luo Yueguan in the future.】

【Your master Chu Xianning thought your cultivation was beyond recovery. If you obtain Luo Yueguan’s Ice Soul Profound Body’s yin energy and find three medicinal ingredients, your master might waver. With that, great things can be achieved.】

【Task Reward: Advanced experience scroll*11, Thunder Sword Tempering Stone*1, 10 million points.】

“Damn it,” Jiang Huai muttered, dragging this task to the pending tasks section in the system panel as well.

Pending meant to roll it aside; since there was no option to refuse a mission, his pending tasks were now filled with a bunch of strange missions.

Moments later, another ding sounded in Jiang Huai’s ear.

【Task 2: You have long coveted Luo Qingyu’s snow-white softness. She will remain unconscious for the time of one incense stick, during which she will have no perception of the outside world. You can take this opportunity to knead and lick her snow-white softness to your heart’s content.】

【Task Reward: low-grade experience scroll*1, 100 points.】

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Jiang Huai’s gaze fell on Luo Qingyu.

Luo Qingyu bore a striking resemblance to Luo Yueguan, but her figure was slightly different from Luo Yueguan’s naturally seductive body, with a more girlish shape, yet still tall and slender. Her long legs under the black skirt were slender, her thighs lustrous, her waist so delicate it seemed it could not bear a grip, and her chest was full and round, always making one wonder if a little jump would break her waist.

Her cheeks were still wet with tears, her long eyelashes glistening with moisture. Jiang Huai expressionlessly dragged Task 2 into the pending tasks as well and took out a handkerchief to gently wipe away Luo Qingyu’s tears.

But as soon as his handkerchief touched Luo Qingyu’s cheek, she slowly opened her eyes after a short while.

“Brother Jiang Huai…” she stared blankly at Jiang Huai, her voice trembling.

Jiang Huai was taken aback.

According to Task 2, Luo Qingyu should have remained unconscious for the time of one incense stick, but clearly, that time had not passed.

Wait, was the system tricking me?

Luckily, I’m a gentleman!

“Awake?”

Jiang Huai put away the handkerchief and gently poked her cheek with his fingertip. It was soft and bouncy, a wonderful feeling.

“Brother Jiang Huai… does that mean… you don’t want me anymore?”

“What do you mean by ‘don’t want you anymore’?”

“Mother said… you don’t want to marry Qingyu anymore…”

“My cultivation is completely gone, and I probably won’t be able to stay with Qingyu for long. It makes sense to cancel the marriage. What else did your mother say?”

Jiang Huai’s tone slowed down a bit, but seeing Luo Qingyu’s eyes welling up with tears again, he became stern, commanding,

“Don’t cry.”

So Luo Qingyu tried to hold back her tears and said softly,

“Mother also said… you don’t want to see me anymore…”

“Oh, she lied to you about that. Don’t worry about it,” Jiang Huai’s tone softened again.

“Mother… why did mother lie to me?”

“Because she’s worried you like me and that it would hold you back for the rest of your life.”

“But I really do like Brother Jiang Huai.”

“You’re still young, and liking someone can be very complicated. Let’s talk about it later. Your mother asked me to take care of you for a while, so you’ll stay with me for the next half month.”

Jiang Huai casually pinched her cheek and stood up.

“It’s getting late. Why don’t you get some good rest tonight?”

“I’m… scared,” Luo Qingyu reached out and grabbed the hem of his clothes.

“Scared of what?” Jiang Huai tilted his head.

“Having nightmares… afraid that Brother Jiang Huai will not want me anymore… tonight… can Brother Jiang Huai… sleep with me?”

“Of course not,” Jiang Huai’s refusal couldn’t have been more decisive.

Luo Qingyu’s eyes were filled with grievance and fear. If it were an ordinary person, they would have probably given in by now, wishing to hold her soft and fragrant body in their arms to comfort her.

But Jiang Huai wouldn’t.

It wasn’t because he was such a gentleman that he didn’t want to take advantage of someone in a vulnerable state. It was because he had known Luo Qingyu for a very long time and was well aware that Luo Qingyu was no fool. She might have been a bit naive and silly when they first met, but after spending time with him, she had learned a bit of cunning and knew how to hide her thoughts behind a facade of soft emotions.

But perhaps the fear in her eyes was real.

Jiang Huai never liked to speculate about people’s feelings. After all, Luo Qingyu was just an eighteen-year-old girl. So he sat back down by the bed, pulled the blanket over her gently, and said,

“How about this? I’ll tell you a story, and after you fall asleep, I’ll leave.”

Luo Qingyu immediately became more obedient and turned her head to look into Jiang Huai’s eyes.

“Then… what story will you tell?”

“Where did we leave off with the story of the third young master’s sword?”

“We left off where Yan Thirteen taught the useless Ah Ji the life-taking thirteen swords.”

“Oh right, then I’ll continue from there…”

As Jiang Huai spoke, he casually pinched the blanket, his fingertips inadvertently touching her foot. The girl’s foot was as white and soft as milk, and when he gently touched it, her toes curled up like pearls. Jiang Huai looked at the foot in his view and heard a ding in his ear.

【Stop pretending. If you want to touch, just touch. Caress Luo Qingyu’s foot, and pinch until her cheeks turn red.】

【Reward: low-grade experience scroll*1.】

Pinch it, this time not even giving points. The system is so stingy that I’ll never get anywhere in this life.

Jiang Huai gently grasped the girl’s foot and pinched it lightly. Luo Qingyu let out a soft gasp but didn’t speak, just obediently looking at Jiang Huai, allowing him to do as he pleased.

“Pinching your foot will help you sleep soundly,” Jiang Huai said without a hint of embarrassment, finding a righteous excuse for himself. Luo Qingyu obediently hummed in agreement, but her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she murmured softly,

“It’s a bit… ticklish.”

“Endure it.”

“Okay.”

Luo Qingyu covered her mouth with her hand, trying not to make any strange noises. Soon her cheeks were flushed, and after about ten seconds, Jiang Huai was satisfied and withdrew his hand, covering the girl’s delicate feet with the blanket. But Luo Qingyu still looked at Jiang Huai with longing,

“I still want… more.”

“Wishful thinking.”

Jiang Huai laughed as he saw Luo Qingyu’s eyes become more resentful. He laughed cheerfully, preparing to turn off the light in the room, but Luo Qingyu turned over and faced him,

“Can we not turn off the light?”

“Hmm?”

“I want to look at Brother Jiang Huai.”

“Oh? Is Brother Jiang Huai that good-looking?”

“Yes, Brother Jiang Huai is the most handsome.”

“Good taste.”

Jiang Huai didn’t turn off the light but instead tucked her in tightly and began to recall the details of the story, speaking to her in a gentle tone. Luo Qingyu’s eyes didn’t blink as she watched him, her eighteen-year-old gaze unable to hide anything, brimming with infatuation as if it was about to overflow.

Jiang Huai didn’t know where to put his damn charm.

He told Luo Qingyu a story for half an hour, and her eyes were fixed on him the whole time, tender and rippling like water, which made Jiang Huai feel a bit awkward. Thankfully, he had thick skin and could completely ignore the lethal power of such a gaze. The story wasn’t finished yet, but he yawned,

“Alright, Brother Jiang Huai is sleepy now, I’m going to sleep.”

“Then… Brother Jiang Huai, good night.”

“Good night, good night. Go to sleep early, okay? We’ll have soup dumplings in the morning. If you don’t get up on time, I’ll spank you.”

Jiang Huai turned off the light in the room, stood up, and walked out, gently closing the door behind Luo Qingyu.

In the courtyard, Chu Xianning, dressed in a white gown, wielded her spiritual sword with grace. Jiang Huai stood quietly under the eaves, watching his master practice swordsmanship for a while. He had learned all his sword techniques from her. After completing a set of sword moves, Chu Xianning looked at him,

“How is it?”

“Luo Yueguan lied to her, saying I didn’t want her anymore. That’s why the girl tried to harm herself in front of Luo Yueguan. With no other options, Luo Yueguan sent her to me.”

“What condition are you going to ask from Luo Yueguan?”

“When the time comes, I’ll have a good talk with Luo Yueguan about how to properly interact with Luo Qingyu, what exactly Luo Qingyu wants, and to stop treating her daughter so foolishly.”

“That’s it?”

“What else could I ask from Luo Yueguan?” Jiang Huai innocently countered Chu Xianning.

Chu Xianning always felt that Jiang Huai was setting a trap for her to fall into, so she didn’t deign to respond, just sheathed her spiritual sword,

“I’m going to sleep.”

“Good night, Master.”

Jiang Huai also returned to his room, covered himself with a small blanket, and went to sleep.

……

In Luo Qingyu’s room.

The room was dim, filled with the faint scent of clear snow and orchids.

At this moment, Luo Qingyu’s fingertips were touching her lips, her tender lips slightly parted, her teeth gently biting her snow-white finger, the tip stirring lightly on her tender tongue, and her right hand restlessly caressing her thigh.

The girl’s snow-white legs were tightly pressed together, her nails gradually leaving red marks on her thigh, and from between her lips, a low, longing whisper could be faintly heard.

“Brother Jiang Huai…”