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Chapter 141 Backrest

Lan Yue felt that she had had a long dream. In the dream, she was in an open courtyard full of purple yang pistils. She was lying on a beauty couch, basking in the sun leisurely.

The sun was making her lazy, and she was squinting her eyes in enjoyment, when suddenly a dark shadow cast down.

The man was facing the light, so she couldn't see clearly.

He leaned down very naturally and rubbed her temples with his cheek.

Then, Lan Yue heard a low and teasing voice, with a slightly raised tone, "Madam..."

lady!?

Lan Yue was startled suddenly and opened her eyes immediately in fright.

What he saw was darkness, with only the sound of shallow breathing in the silence.

Lan Yue was stunned for a long time before she woke up from the dream just now.

"Master, you're awake..."

When Lan Yue heard this voice, she was frightened again. How come this voice was exactly the same as in her dream!

"Master?"

Feeling Lan Yue's strangeness, Xiao Jamyao immediately tightened his arms worriedly.

Lan Yue felt her whole body tighten, and her strong heartbeat thumped in her warm chest.

Her wandering heart seemed to have suddenly settled down, and she finally let out a long breath.

"It's Yao'er..."

In the darkness, Lan Yue's lips had become moist again, like delicate flowers soaked in water, crystal clear and alluring.

"Master, how do you feel?" Xiao Jamyao's long eyelashes trembled slightly and he forced himself to look away.

Lan Yue moved her body slightly, and found that her whole body was extremely sore and she couldn't exert herself. The strangest thing was, why were even her lips numb?

"It's okay, I just don't have much energy..."

Lan Yue said weakly, raised her hand and looked at the gold and silver rings on her wrist.

As expected of a Mahayana magic weapon, it actually locked her thunder aura tightly. If she couldn't use the aura, her injuries would never be fully recovered.

Xiao Jingyao's eyes fell on the thunder ring, murderous intent surged in his eyes, but his voice was extremely soft.

"My disciple has tried it, but there is no way to untie it for the time being, but it doesn't matter. It will be fine after my disciple has a baby."

Xiao Jingyao's warm breath sprayed on Lan Yue's neck. She trembled all over and suddenly recovered.

Wait, in this posture, she is lying in Jamel Xiao’s arms!?

Lan Yue was startled, and subconsciously stretched out her hand to push Xiao Jamyao away.

Although Lan Yue now has little strength due to weakness, her resisting posture still made Xiao Jamyao's chest suddenly stagnate.

His eyes were dark, his anger surged, and he suddenly grabbed Lan Yue's wrist impulsively.

"Master, didn't you say you would never leave me..."

Xiao Jamyao's voice was suppressed and his eyes were fixed on Lan Yue, as if if she denied it, he would be unable to bear it at any time.

Lan Yue nodded immediately after hearing this and said firmly: "Yes."

She always keeps her word, not to mention, she really feels sorry for Jamel Xiao.

In the original work, Xiao Jinyao cultivated the ghost path by chance because of Yuan Lanyue's betrayal. At that time, he only wanted to seek revenge on Lanyue and had no other thoughts. However, the world could not tolerate him.

When Jamel Xiao appeared in front of everyone with a ghostly aura, fear, disgust, rejection, and all kinds of negative emotions came one after another.

It seems to be human nature to eradicate dissidents. Even if Jamel Xiao did nothing, he was already regarded as a potential threat.

Rebellion and separation from relatives, loneliness and desolation, Xiao Jingyao in the original novel stood at the pinnacle of Jiuzhou, but remained in the ghost land forever.

Now, he trusts and relies on her so much and regards her as his salvation. She doesn't want to betray this trust no matter what.

What's more, Xiao Jingyao has never done anything harmful to nature, so what qualifications do others have to characterize him as evil?

When Xiao Jingyao heard Lan Yue's resolute answer, the gloom and stubbornness that had accumulated in his heart instantly dissipated.

His hand slowly relaxed, turning from clenching to grasping, and his mind returned to him.

He could see that Lan Yue's feelings were different from his...

She chose to stand by his side out of sympathy and responsibility. Lan Yue knew about his situation in his previous life, so... she felt that he was very pitiful.

Thinking of this, Xiao Jamyao suddenly laughed to himself. Even though he knew that she had no affection for him, as long as he thought of being able to bind her with this responsibility and pity, he actually felt a trace of happiness and joy in his heart.

He is indeed despicable and dirty...

"Master, it's cold outside, so I'm here to help you rest."

No matter what, he didn't want this warmth to leave.

"When Master has something to do, the disciple will do his best. Isn't it possible that Master won't let his disciple do his service for such a small matter?"

"no……"

Lan Yue wanted to say that this was not a matter of service or not. This gesture was too...intimate and had exceeded the boundary between master and disciple.

"Then Master must have disliked my disciple." Xiao Jinyao lowered his eyebrows, his tone full of self-loathing and self-abasement, "Yes, my disciple has practiced the ghost way and is already the most evil existence in the world. Who would want to be with me?"

Such heterogeneous people are together..."

Viewed from Lan Yue's perspective, his long eyelashes cover his face, his features are lonely, and he is so fragile that he seems to collapse at the slightest touch.

Lan Yue's heart tightened, and her heart was suddenly filled with apologies.

She just subconsciously felt that this gesture blurred the boundaries a bit, and she was afraid that she would have some misunderstandings that she shouldn't have. She definitely didn't mean to dislike him.

"Yao'er, I am a teacher..."

Xiao Jamyao suddenly raised his head, stopping Lan Yue from speaking. He turned his head slightly and chuckled.

"Oh, Master is right to dislike my disciple. Who would be willing to pity someone like my disciple who is despised even by heaven?"

Lan Yue didn't expect that her small actions could trigger such a big fluctuation in Xiao Jamyao's mood, and she felt even more apologetic.

Why should she push him away when he was most vulnerable and helpless? What bad intentions could Xiao Jamyao have? He just wanted to get companionship and recognition from her as his master.

Thinking of this, Lan Yue suppressed the strangeness in her heart, comforted her with a few soft words, and took the initiative to lean into Xiao Jamyao's arms. At the same time, she silently said in her heart: "This is just a backrest, this is just a backrest..."

However, feeling the fresh and powerful heartbeat behind her, she couldn't help but quietly blush at the base of her ears.

The fragrance came back into his arms, and the corner of Xiao Jamyao's mouth slightly raised, revealing a trace of pride and satisfaction.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I can't stand the villain's success."

The voice of his head rang in Xiao Jamyao's mind, full of contempt.

"It's just a little girl like Lan Yue who doesn't know much about the world, and she was tricked by you. You can just pretend that you didn't know who it was just now, hugging this girl and bullying her."

After hearing what his head said, Jamel Xiao was not only not annoyed, but also the smile on his lips became even deeper.

His master is a simple person, but even if she is wary and ill-intentioned towards him, he will not act so recklessly.

"One is willing to fight, and the other is willing to suffer, haven't you heard?" Xiao Jamyao's eyes were slightly bright, as if the sinister and paranoid person just now was not him at all.

Seeing Xiao Jamgyao's happy look, Guan Guo shook his head with disdain and sighed in his heart, "This kid thought he had taken advantage of him. Lan Yue was confused, but he was better off himself. He was sinking deeper and deeper. It looked like,
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