Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 1004 - 622 Qilin Wolf

Chapter 1004: Chapter 622 Qilin Wolf

Moonlight cascaded like a waterfall.

The shattered square table sprayed wood splinters across the floor, while the toppled oil lamp skidded along the wooden planks, leaving a trail of fire like a serpent.

The gaze of the Western Region girl was like a frozen lake in the dead of winter.

The moment their eyes met,

Xu Yuan gently caressed Li Junwu’s bare foot, his eyes fixed on her delicate yet strikingly beautiful features. He smiled softly and spoke in a tender voice:

"Hey, what’s with this temper tantrum you’re throwing here?"

"...."

The man’s gentle words carried an unmistakable displeasure, briefly stunning Jia Yi, whose cold gaze flickered for an instant. It seemed she hadn’t expected him to accuse her first, like a classic case of the pot calling the kettle black.

Beside them, Li Junwu reacted quickly, sighing lightly, withdrawing her foot abruptly, and softly remarked:

"You don’t need to be so serious with her. After all, she’s helped me quite a bit along the way."

Hearing this, the coldness in Xu Yuan’s eyes dissipated slightly. After a moment’s silence, he looked back and chuckled:

"Since you’ve put it that way, I’ll let her off this time."

Li Junwu smiled faintly and replied:

"It’s been years, and your temper hasn’t changed a bit."

Xu Yuan froze momentarily, then shrugged:

"A mountain may change, but a man’s nature never does."

Li Junwu rolled her eyes at him and softly instructed Jia Yi:

"Clean up the wood splinters on the floor. If they catch fire, they’ll cause trouble."

Listening to the duo’s rhythm in their exchanges, Jia Yi’s chest, wrapped in ornamental attire, slightly heaved. She retorted:

"I don’t think I was wrong earlier...."

"...."

Upon hearing this, Li Junwu quickly shifted her gaze away, her slender finger casually twisting her long hair.

Looking for trouble.

From the moment they met, this young master Xu Yuan had always been unpredictable in his moods. It wasn’t until people became familiar with him that they began to figure out the patterns of his temperament.

If one treated him with courtesy, he’d reciprocate. But give him attitude, and he’d stomp it out without hesitation.

That said, when it came to those he cared about, his level of tolerance stretched boundlessly.

However, it was evident enough that Jia Yi didn’t fall into the category of people Xu Yuan cared about.

After all, she had clearly informed him earlier that her affections were not for the Great Desert Goddess.

Thinking to herself, Jia Yi continued her lengthy tirade:

"...Given the current crisis, here you two are, flirting and bickering!"

"Flirting and bickering, you say?"

At her words, Xu Yuan’s expression instantly turned peculiar. He pointed at Li Junwu, then at himself, and quipped:

"Is it possible that we were actually discussing serious business just now?"

"You call that serious business?"

"The continuation of Zhenxi Prefecture’s lineage doesn’t count?"

"..." Jia Yi clenched her fists.

"..." The fading blush on Li Junwu’s face surged anew.

Xu Yuan studied Jia Yi’s face and smirked:

"Countless people in the past have had feelings for Jun Wu, yet none dared slam the table in front of me.

Besides, I’m curious — in what capacity, under what authority, do you think you can throw a tantrum here?"

"....."

Jia Yi’s glare radiated anger, but his words left her speechless for a moment.

Strictly speaking, she was currently a prisoner.

She merely earned Li Junwu’s trust for various reasons, becoming a subordinate collaborator in her current, precarious position.

For a moment, the guest room was filled only with the crackling of burning wood splinters and the sound of their breathing.

Choosing not to press further, Xu Yuan locked eyes with her seething gaze for several seconds before shifting topics:

"Forget it. The title of Great Desert Goddess is reasonably respectable; I won’t argue with you."

With that,

Xu Yuan grinned and winked at Jia Yi:

"As for the issue of Zhenxi Prefecture’s lineage... I’ll save that for when Jun Wu and I are alone in the bedroom, where we can slowly discuss it~

Does that work for you, Jia Yi?"

So shameless.

Li Junwu let out an imperceptible scoff.

Although she knew he was provoking Jia Yi, the fluttering in her heart still couldn’t help but spread in tiny ripples.

But soon, from the corner of her eye, she caught a flash as a shadow "whoosh"-ed backward.

Jia Yi couldn’t hold back and struck.

Only to be countered instantly — he pinned her down effortlessly and hurled her onto the wooden bed.

She had no chance of resisting.

Dusting off the wood splinters on his robe, Xu Yuan turned to Li Junwu and shrugged helplessly:

"You saw it; she made the first move."

"...." Li Junwu remained silent.

...

The wood splinters on the floor and the oil lamp’s trail of fire ended up being cleaned by Xu Yuan after all.

Because once Jia Yi had been flung onto the wooden bed, she stopped moving altogether.

Much like a dog under the bed that had been scolded, she buried her face into the pillow, sprawled across the bed motionless, pretending to be dead.

Yet with Xu Yuan’s understanding of Jia Yi within "Cangyuan," he knew there was likely some degree of theatrics in her behavior.

As someone who had been locked in power struggles with the Tartar Royal Family since the age of ten, Jia Yi’s thirst for power was undeniably evident. Though her upbringing left her severely lacking in love, she would never sacrifice her ambitions because of it.

Then again, nothing is absolute. After all, the unpredictability of the real world far exceeded any in-game variables.

Moreover, according to the timeline of the guidebook, when players fall in love with Jia Yi in "Cangyuan," she’s already twenty-three, with a personality solidified by then. Right now, she was merely seventeen or eighteen. Being reprimanded by her crush and his counterpart, she was bound to feel deeply aggrieved.

After tidying up the room, Xu Yuan cast another glance at the wooden bed, noting that the sly girl still hadn’t moved. Turning to the other young woman in the room, he asked:

"Didn’t this woman want to seize power? Why’d she fold so easily and retreat into herself?"

Li Junwu, sitting cross-legged with her arms folded at her waist, shrugged lightly as the sheer fabric she wore fluttered gently with the breeze. She glanced at him and replied:

"And you’ve got the nerve to ask?"