After Breaking Off the Engagement, I Started Pursuing My Master-Chapter 28 - Frustration

Chapter 28: Frustration

Wen Wanwan spent the entire afternoon in Jiang Huai’s courtyard.

Throughout the afternoon, Jiang Huai inevitably took her hand to teach her sword techniques for a long time and also practiced with her for a while. A sword is nothing more than an extension of the body, and as the saying goes, “an inch longer is an inch stronger.” If it weren’t for Chu Xianning’s inability, Jiang Huai would actually prefer to learn the spear.

To Jiang Huai’s surprise, Luo Qingyu sat quietly all afternoon, neither throwing a tantrum nor showing unhappiness, her eyes still obedient. Seeing this, he was reassured and continued to seriously teach Wen Wanwan sword techniques until it was time to prepare dinner in the kitchen.

Luo Qingyu ran to the kitchen to help Jiang Huai.

“Brother Jiang Huai…”

During a break from picking vegetables, Luo Qingyu looked at the water and suddenly called his name softly.

“What’s wrong?” Jiang Huai turned to look at her.

“I’m jealous.”

Unexpectedly, Luo Qingyu puffed up her cheeks and answered directly.

“Jealous of what?”

“Brother Jiang Huai… how can you be so close to her while teaching her swordplay?”

“My spiritual energy is weak. I need to be close to guide her in sensing the flow of spiritual energy in her body.”

Jiang Huai answered honestly. He thought about adding that she was just a good friend, but considering what he had done in Wen Wanwan’s courtyard the night before, it seemed to go beyond the boundaries of friendship.

“Oh.”

Luo Qingyu’s lips puckered slightly, still appearing sullen.

She whispered, “I also want to learn Silver Radiance.”

“You don’t need to learn any more sword techniques, and there’s nothing I can teach you,” Jiang Huai replied helplessly.

Despite Luo Qingyu’s cute and harmless appearance, when she wielded a sword, she was a true killer. Her swordsmanship was taught by Luo Yueguan from a young age. Luo Yueguan’s sword techniques were extremely fierce and filled with hostility. There was no real need for her to learn Chu Xianning’s Silver Radiance. Being greedy could lead to indigestion and might even affect her original sword heart.

“Brother Jiang Huai is biased,” Luo Qingyu complained.

Jiang Huai thought about it seriously, “Do you really think so?”

Because he asked so earnestly, Luo Qingyu didn’t dare to answer. Strictly speaking, how could Jiang Huai be biased? Luo Qingyu was still living in his courtyard, and technically, they should have already broken off their engagement and had no further ties.

“Not really…” Luo Qingyu still looked aggrieved.

“Then that’s good.”

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But Jiang Huai didn’t continue the conversation, leaving Luo Qingyu to continue picking vegetables with a pout. After the vegetables were ready, she stood by and watched Jiang Huai cook. When they left the kitchen, the four of them sat at the dining table. Wen Wanwan was very cautious with her chopsticks. She had intended to leave but couldn’t resist Jiang Huai’s earnest invitation to stay.

She ate her fill, and after the meal, Jiang Huai brought out a food box from the kitchen. It was filled with some dishes he had set aside earlier, along with steamed spiritual rice. He handed the food box to Wen Wanwan.

“You can take this back for your sister to try.”

Wen Wanwan was taken aback and looked up at him.

During the meal, she had felt a small sense of guilt; her sister was bored at home looking at picture books while she was enjoying a delicious meal at someone else’s house.

It turned out Jiang Huai had already considered this. Wen Wanwan suddenly felt at a loss and, after several seconds, said softly,

“Senior Brother Jiang Huai… you’re really kind.”

Jiang Huai smiled helplessly.

Wen Wanwan took the food box and left the courtyard.

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Luo Qingyu and Jiang Huai sat in the pavilion, with Luo Qingyu’s cheeks puffing up slightly again. She looked at Jiang Huai with a sense of grievance, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

But it seemed Jiang Huai had no intention of comforting her. If Luo Qingyu didn’t speak, he would continue to read the ancient book seriously.

Until at some point, Luo Qingyu took off her shoes and socks, lifted her feet, and gently poked Jiang Huai’s leg.

Jiang Huai put down the book and looked up at Luo Qingyu.

After a few seconds of eye contact, Luo Qingyu muttered softly.

“Brother Jiang Huai… why are you so nice to her?”

“Hm? Because she works hard to take care of her sister every day. We’re all fellow senior brothers and sisters, so of course I’ll help a little where I can. But if I need a reason, it’s probably because she’s very pretty, so I want to be closer to her.”

Luo Qingyu was at a loss for words, not knowing what to say next.

“Just like Qingyu is also very pretty, so I want to be closer to Qingyu too,” Jiang Huai answered frankly.

“Or do you think I should only be close to Qingyu for the rest of my life?”

“No, not… not that…”

Although she said it wasn’t that, Luo Qingyu’s heart might not agree.

Luo Qingyu was about to mention that they had already set a marriage agreement, and her mother had told her that once they became dao companions, she had the right to prevent Jiang Huai from being too close to other women. But now the engagement had been canceled by her mother.

Thinking of this made Luo Qingyu feel even more aggrieved, and tears began to well up in her eyes.

“Going to cry?” Jiang Huai sighed softly.

“No,” Luo Qingyu said, stretching out the back of her hand to rub her eyes, struggling to lift her head, and stubbornly looking at Jiang Huai.

“I, I wasn’t crying…”

“Mm, such a good girl,” Jiang Huai said, looking at the legs under the hem of the girl’s skirt.

He gently spread his palm open, and Luo Qingyu obediently placed her foot in his hand, which he gently held.

“I’ve always liked Qingyu very much,” Jiang Huai’s fingertips conveyed the soft touch of the girl’s foot.

“If Qingyu were to ask whether I like Qingyu more or Wen Wanwan more, of course, I like Qingyu more. No, much, much more.”

“She’s just my Junior Sister, how could she be as close as Qingyu? Alright, alright, a little foot massage as compensation.”

Despite his words, Jiang Huai felt an inexplicable unease in his heart.

He was always someone who disliked lying. Last night, what he did with Wen Wanwan’s legs in the courtyard was not something a Senior Brother should do with his Junior Sister. One lie leads to countless others to cover it up, such a hassle.

Thinking this, he suddenly didn’t feel like talking anymore.

So he just lowered his head, looking at the girl’s legs. She slightly lifted her skirt, revealing her slender legs now resting on his own, allowing Jiang Huai to play with her foot, as her pale face gradually blushed.

After a while, Jiang Huai withdrew his hand and reached out to Luo Qingyu. The girl quickly spread her legs, moved closer, and wrapped them around his waist, and he sturdily picked her up. Jiang Huai carried her back to the room, covered her with a blanket, and Luo Qingyu obediently popped her head out, turning to look at Jiang Huai, waiting for him to tell her a story.

Jiang Huai continued the story of Li Xunhuan, but as he spoke, he himself became distracted. The story went on until Luo Qingyu’s eyelids began to fight each other, and Jiang Huai turned off the lights in the room and walked out the door.

In the courtyard, Chu Xianning sat quietly in the pavilion, one hand supporting her cheek, the other playing with the Go pieces on the board, her waterfall-like hair cascading down, her white dress ethereal and beautiful.

Jiang Huai didn’t look at her, just turned back to his room, until the moment he was about to open the door, he heard Chu Xianning’s cold voice.

“A match?”

“Tired, maybe next time,” Jiang Huai said softly without turning back, and returned to his room.

In the courtyard, Chu Xianning looked at his closed door, and after a moment of silence, she slightly lowered her head.

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Jiang Huai tossed and turned in bed for a long time.

His mind was filled with many thoughts, thinking back to when he was fifteen, and he changed how he addressed Chu Xianning from ‘mother’ to ‘sister’ to ‘master,’ and it seemed she became uneasy. So, she arranged a marriage for him.

She wanted him to marry the only daughter of Qingxuan Sect’s sect master Luo Yueguan, a match impeccable in both status and appearance. It seemed like a great fortune that his master could arrange such a marriage for him, and he should have no dissatisfaction.

But initially, Jiang Huai didn’t want to agree to this marriage for various reasons. However, Chu Xianning insisted that if he didn’t agree, it would be defying her orders, and he should no longer cultivate at Guangxue Mountain, and he could go to any other sect to cultivate. Her words were so decisive that in the end, Jiang Huai agreed, and he and Luo Qingyu were engaged.

It wasn’t bad, really. Meeting Luo Qingyu and bringing her out of a dark world felt quite fulfilling. Jiang Huai found Luo Qingyu very cute and obedient, fitting all his fantasies of a perfect wife, especially since Luo Qingyu was so compliant. When they first met, she was like a blank slate, seemingly moldable into any form he liked.

In both emotion and reason, he couldn’t blame Chu Xianning at all. If not for her taking him up the mountain, he would just be a commoner at the foot of the mountain, perhaps relying on the memories in his head, or this silly system to live a completely different life, which might not be as lazy and happy as now.

So what was there to be dissatisfied with?

Perhaps he should have never felt dissatisfied. From the year the marriage was arranged when he was fifteen, he should have followed Chu Xianning’s wishes and lived the life she arranged for him. It wasn’t bad, really. Luo Qingyu was also pretty, and maybe in the future, she could be as beautiful as Luo Yueguan. Luo Yueguan’s beauty was never less than Chu Xianning’s by a bit, both being the most beautiful fairies of the Eastern Region’s Xuelan Continent.

So what was he still fantasizing about?

Jiang Huai tossed and turned in bed for a long time and couldn’t fall asleep, feeling the room was stuffy. He decided to get up for some fresh air, but when he got up and went to the pavilion, he saw a woman in a white dress lying on the table, her cheek resting on her arm, seemingly asleep, with several delicate wine jugs scattered around.

Chu Xianning often needed to drink some wine to suppress her old injuries. She had been drinking for many years, yet her tolerance seemed to have not improved much. When drunk, she would become more charming, but Jiang Huai hadn’t seen her drink in a long time.

Perhaps it was because last time Chu Xianning got drunk, she was carried back to her room by Jiang Huai, acting coquettishly and asking for a bath, wanting Jiang Huai to bathe her… After Jiang Huai put her in the bathtub and she sobered up a bit, she fled with her skirt in hand, and since then, she hadn’t drunk with Jiang Huai again.

Jiang Huai approached her, his eyes on the woman lying on the table, drunk to the point of collapse, her cheeks still flushed, spreading to her earlobes.

Jiang Huai gently grabbed her arm and said,

“Master, let’s go back to your room to sleep.”

Chu Xianning opened her eyes groggily, saw Jiang Huai in front of her, and suddenly pointed a finger at his chest.

“You… you are sulking with me.”