Flower Stealing Master

Chapter 989: Love and Kill Each Other

“Uh?” Looking at Xiao Longnu’s joyful expression, Song Qingshu didn’t know how to describe his feelings at that moment.

One should know that a woman had just been bare in front of another man; although nothing had actually happened, her clothes were disheveled, and her hair was in disarray, right? At such a time, shouldn’t a woman’s normal reaction be to fear being misunderstood by her lover and instinctively avoid him?

Yet, Xiao Longnu had completely no such considerations; mentioning Yang Guo made her beam with joy.

“Maybe… possibly… probably,” Song Qingshu hesitated to reply, while feeling an uncontrollable jealousy rise within him. Yang Guo was indeed fortunate to receive such unreserved love from a heavenly beauty.

“I’m going to find Guo’er,” Xiao Longnu said, turning to head back. Song Qingshu reached out, but realized he had no right to stop her, so he could only follow her with a bitter smile.

Meanwhile, Yang Guo had pulled Pucha Qiucao into the Ancient Tomb, his mind focused on a single thought: since my aunt has found another man, I should find another woman to show her.

He remained silent the entire way, leading Pucha Qiucao straight to Xiao Longnu’s room.

Images of Xiao Longnu’s snow-white body twisting in another man’s embrace kept flashing in his mind, causing Yang Guo’s eyelids to twitch involuntarily.

Arriving at the door of Xiao Longnu’s room, Yang Guo suddenly stopped, a hint of hesitation appearing on his face. After all, the scene inside was too heart-wrenching, and he didn’t know if he could bear to see it again.

However, his hesitation was quickly dispelled by the anger in his heart. He pulled Pucha Qiucao and barged in.

As soon as he entered, Yang Guo was stunned because the imagined scene did not appear; the room was already empty.

“Where did they go?” Yang Guo was completely dumbfounded, but the disheveled sheets on the bed reminded him of how intense the battle had been here just moments ago.

“Brother Yang, you hurt me,” Pucha Qiucao couldn’t help but exclaim. After entering the Ancient Tomb, perhaps worried she would get lost, Yang Guo had been holding her hand, causing her heart to race the entire way.

However, after entering this room, the grip from Yang Guo grew stronger. At first, she tried to endure it, but eventually, it became too painful, and she had to cry out.

Hearing Pucha Qiucao’s cry of pain, Yang Guo finally regained some clarity and hurriedly released her hand, giving her an apologetic look.

“Brother Yang, I’m a bit cold,” Pucha Qiucao said, hugging herself and shivering.

The main entrance of the Ancient Tomb had been sealed off by the Broken Dragon Stone, and the only way in or out was through the waterway. Unlike Xiao Longnu, who was severely injured and had been carried in a box by Song Qingshu, she had swum in with Yang Guo.

Thus, her clothes were already soaked. Yang Guo and Song Qingshu, with their slightly higher cultivation, could dry their clothes with a bit of internal energy, but Pucha Qiucao lacked that ability, and her wet clothes clung tightly to her body.

If it were just that, it would be fine. She had grown up on the grasslands and had martial arts skills, so she wouldn’t be as delicate as those pampered young ladies. However, there happened to be a large Cold Jade Bed in Xiao Longnu’s room, constantly emitting cold air. Even Pucha Qiucao, who usually had a strong constitution, couldn’t withstand it.

“I’ll find some firewood for you to warm up,” Yang Guo replied somewhat absentmindedly.

“Actually… it’s not that troublesome. There seems to be some clothes here; I can just change into them,” Pucha Qiucao said, her eyes lighting up as she looked at the bridal gown at the foot of the bed. Throughout history, women have always had a peculiar obsession with bridal gowns, and even the ethereal Xiao Longnu was no exception, let alone her.

Thus, when she saw the vibrant bridal gown, she felt a surge of excitement, thinking her current clothes were sticky and that she didn’t want to wear them for another moment.

Yang Guo was currently focused on thoughts of Xiao Longnu. Although he heard Pucha Qiucao’s words, he didn’t take them seriously and merely nodded slightly, “You can change; I’ll turn around.”

Pucha Qiucao’s cheeks flushed. Although she came from the grasslands, changing clothes in front of a man was still too bold.

Looking at Yang Guo’s back, Pucha Qiucao bit her lip, her fingers slowly moving to the collar of her clothes.

Though she hadn’t known Yang Guo for long, she believed he was not the kind of lecherous man who would take advantage of someone in a vulnerable situation. Moreover… moreover, he was her fiancé. Even if something really happened, it didn’t seem like a big deal.

Pucha Qiucao took off her soaked clothes, her youthful, vibrant body exposed to the air. She blushed as she glanced in Yang Guo’s direction, seeing he had no reaction, feeling both relieved and disappointed.

The cold air from the Cold Jade Bed blew onto her, making Pucha Qiucao shiver again. Not daring to delay any longer, she hurriedly picked up the vibrant bridal gown from the bedside and put it on.

“I’m done changing,” Pucha Qiucao said shyly. She wanted to ask if she looked good in it, but felt it was a bit strange, so she hesitated and didn’t say it out loud.

“Mm.” Yang Guo turned around, somewhat absent-mindedly, and what came into view was a lovely girl dressed in a bright bridal gown.

Staring at the bridal gown on Pucha Qiucao, Yang Guo’s eyes instantly turned red. The earlier image of Xiao Longnu in a bridal gown, nestled in another man’s embrace, flooded back into his mind.

“What’s wrong with you?” Pucha Qiucao thought Yang Guo would compliment her beauty, but after waiting for a while without hearing anything, she gradually sensed something was off.

Yang Guo’s eyes grew redder, and the girl’s appearance before him became blurry, gradually merging with the image of Xiao Longnu.

“Brother Yang?” Pucha Qiucao, seeing he didn’t respond, couldn’t help but tug at his sleeve.

Little did she know, this action was like a spark falling into hot oil. Yang Guo felt a loud bang in his head, and with a growl, he lunged at Pucha Qiucao.

“Brother Yang?” Pucha Qiucao didn’t expect such a strong reaction from him and instinctively began to push him away. Unfortunately, their power levels were too different; after several attempts, the man remained unmoved.

Now Pucha Qiucao was finally panicking. She hurriedly asked, “Brother Yang, what’s wrong?”

Yang Guo, however, remained silent, panting heavily. Scenes of Xiao Longnu in a bridal gown, half-covered, flirting under another man’s body kept flashing in his mind, leaving only a violent thought: to crush the girl in front of him, dressed in bridal attire, and possess her!

Pucha Qiucao struggled for a while, but it was of no use. Eventually, she simply gave up resisting, allowing the rain of kisses to fall on her cheeks, neck, and collarbone…

She didn’t understand what was happening with Yang Guo; she thought he was just captivated by her in the bridal gown and had acted impulsively. In her panic, she couldn’t help but feel shy.

For a woman, if she doesn’t like you, even if you treat her well, she will develop a sense of aversion. But if she likes you, every action of yours shines in her eyes.

Pucha Qiucao’s state was just like that. Although she felt something was off, her resistance wasn’t that firm. Eventually, she even felt a hint of anticipation.

After all, they were already engaged. Even if they hadn’t formally married, the grassland tribes were not as particular as the Han people, and private commitments for life were common. Moreover, now dressed in a bridal gown, with Dragon and Phoenix Red Candles lit nearby, it seemed not much different from a wedding night.

Thinking this way, Pucha Qiucao gave up struggling and instead gently wrapped her arms around the man…

On the other side, Xiao Longnu was joyfully walking towards the room where Yang Guo was, with Song Qingshu helplessly following behind. He was pondering that with Xiao Longnu’s nature of being open and carefree, she might just tell Yang Guo everything that had happened earlier.

Although Xiao Longnu didn’t blame him anymore, any man would feel uneasy knowing his beloved was being embraced and fondled by another man—though it was to save her, would Yang Guo accept such an explanation?

It was inevitable that there would be a fight; first, he would have to battle Wang Chongyang, then use One Yang Finger to pull Xiao Longnu back from the brink of death, and finally expend great energy to calm her raging emotions. If Master Yideng had come, he would have probably collapsed in bed by now. The fact that Song Qingshu could still walk normally was thanks to his deep cultivation.

“In this situation, fighting Yang Guo would probably lead to defeat,” Song Qingshu thought. However, since he also liked Xiao Longnu, how could he back down in front of his greatest rival? Taking a deep breath, he followed with an unpredictable expression.

But as they approached the door, Song Qingshu’s expression suddenly turned strange, for sounds of a man’s roar and a woman’s moans came from the room ahead. With his rich experience, he immediately understood what was happening inside.

“Truly, the wheel of fortune turns,” Song Qingshu sighed deeply. Earlier, it was Yang Guo who came to eavesdrop on him and Xiao Longnu, and now it had turned into him and Xiao Longnu eavesdropping on Yang Guo’s escapades. Fate was indeed miraculous.

“Eh, could it be Senior Sister?” Xiao Longnu clearly heard the sounds from the room and frowned, murmuring to herself. Her reaction was just like Yang Guo’s earlier; she didn’t suspect anything.

Xiao Longnu then shook her head, “Senior Sister isn’t that kind of person.”

She was naive and didn’t have the same concerns as ordinary people. Curious, she directly walked up and pushed the door open a crack to see who was inside.

Song Qingshu was equally curious. He wasn’t sure if the person inside was Yang Guo. After all, Yang Guo had come alone earlier; how could he have found a woman so quickly? If it was Yang Guo, who was the woman? If it wasn’t Yang Guo, then who else knew the secret entrance to the Ancient Tomb?

Driven by curiosity, Song Qingshu also stepped forward, leaning behind Xiao Longnu to peek through the crack in the door.