Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 245 - One Hundred Ninety: Consolation

Chapter 245: Chapter One Hundred Ninety: Consolation

Xu Yuan raised his eyes to look, and those eyes, clear as a serene spring, quietly gazed back at him.

He smiled and asked Ran Qingmo, "Why did you come over?"

Ran Qingmo placed the Ink Sword on the table, glanced at the door, and confessed honestly, "Um... Xinyao just came looking for me."

Xu Yuan was somewhat helpless, "To complain about me?"

Ran Qingmo shook his head, "She said you might be feeling upset, and she asked me to come comfort you."

"...."

Xu Yuan was startled for a moment, then sighed inwardly.

Even though he himself was extremely distressed, his sister still thought about others; what a foolish girl she was.

Xu Yuan gathered his thoughts, took her hand as he stood up, and smiling, said, "That’s right, I’m not feeling great, so, how do you plan on comforting me?"

Ran Qingmo gave it some serious thought and asked, "Why are you feeling bad?"

Xu Yuan sighed and didn’t hide it from Ran Qingmo, "Because of one of my commands, not counting soldiers, roughly more than two thousand people died."

Ran Qingmo, not gifted with words, simply said, "More than two thousand people... it’s not that many."

When traveling abroad, encountering Demonic Beasts attacking villages or bandits raiding for food, it was common for dozens of households in a village to be wiped out.

Xu Yuan’s voice was very relaxed, "Yes, from the perspective of the entire world, these two thousand people really aren’t that many."

Saying this,

Xu Yuan pulled Ran Qingmo to sit down next to him on the soft couch and spoke softly, "To tell the truth, I really wish I could be like those heroes, unsheathing my sword and cutting down whatever I find disagreeable, yes, just like the incidents we encountered on the road before. Facing beasts, slaying beasts; encountering thieves, killing thieves; then giving some wealth to the poor people. Only dealing with the disagreeable things before my eyes and not caring about anything else, enjoying the carefree life of the martial world. How wonderful."

"Then... why not do it?" she asked softly, her hand slightly tightening.

Xu Yuan sighed, looking at the clear blue sky through the open room, his tone uncertain, "It’s probably... because of responsibility?"

"...." Ran Qingmo didn’t understand.

Xu Yuan smiled wryly, his expression complex, "Those things are ingrained in my memory, and, I really admire the things that old man in the Imperial Capital wants to do."

Saying this,

Xu Yuan turned his gaze toward Ran Qingmo, speaking softly, "When everything is over, would you like to accompany me to see this world?"

"..."

Ran Qingmo’s eyes showed seriousness as she nodded vigorously, "Mmm, okay."

Xu Yuan smiled lightly, leaned in closer, "Relax."

"....." Ran Qingmo obediently let down her guard.

At the moment when Ran Qingmo was unguarded, Xu Yuan connected his will-spirit with hers using the technique learned from the Saint’s Remnant Soul and whispered, "You must return to the Sword Sect. Make a trip to the Wuhua Mountains in Huai’an Prefecture and wander around a bit. If you can find a cave, go inside and bring the objects you find there to your master, just say you stumbled upon them by chance."

"If you can’t find it, it’s fine too; with me taking over, my father probably won’t be in a hurry to obliterate the Sword Sect anymore. We can go look for it together when you return."

After giving instructions,

Xu Yuan leaned back and looked at Big Ice Lump with that ever-serene and earnest expression, smiling as he said, "So, how do you plan on comforting me, because I don’t feel like you’ve comforted me yet."

Ran Qingmo pursed her lips, pondered for a moment as if recalling something, then suddenly stood up.

Xu Yuan was startled by her actions.

Ran Qingmo silently pulled Xu Yuan to walk to the side.

Confused, Xu Yuan’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Because,

Big Ice Lump was heading towards the bed.

When they reached the bed, Ran Qingmo took off her cloth shoes and crawled onto the bedding.

Xu Yuan watched her, who was now kneeling on the bed, immediately operated his Cultivation Technique, and remotely closed the open door before getting on the bed himself.

In the silence,

Xu Yuan reached out to grab Big Ice Lump’s slender shoulder, intending to help her undress.

Then,

"Snap!"

Her hand caught his in midair.

Ran Qingmo’s gaze was somewhat cold, somewhat wary:

"Xu Yuan, I once memorized a charm technique at the Qionghua Sect."

"....." Xu Yuan.

As Xu Yuan was still dazed, he felt the world spin around him.

When he came to his senses, he was lying on the girl’s kneeling legs.

Their eyes met in the silent air, and Xu Yuan, on the contrary, felt reassured.

Right, how could Big Ice Lump possibly be this forward?

As he was thinking,

Xu Yuan gradually saw Ran Qingmo slowly leaning her head down.

The air was perfectly serene, her cascading black hair tickling his face.

If that Colonel Wang dared to knock on the door at this moment, Xu Yuan felt he might want to kill someone.

But obviously, Xu Xinyao wasn’t that fast.

So Xu Yuan started to wonder if he should close his eyes now, because he could feel Big Ice Lump’s body trembling.

But in the end,

After the ravishing beauty leaned close, she made no further move and just gazed at him eagerly:

"Xu Yuan... are you feeling better now?"

"..."

After a brief silence, Xu Yuan tentatively asked:

"What... are you doing?"

"The Saintess said that this can make people feel better."

"Ah?"

"Isn’t it...?"

Ran Qingmo sounded a bit disappointed, murmuring softly, "But I saw that every time the Saintess did this, my master would feel better."

"Did you not see the whole thing, you were thrown out after just the beginning?"

Ran Qingmo puzzled:

"What didn’t I see all of?"

Xu Yuan looked at her serious expression and coughed lightly:

"It’s okay if you didn’t see all of it, I can teach you."

Ran Qingmo frowned and instinctively glanced at the Ink Sword on the table. With a slight hesitation, she asked:

"How do I do it?"

Xu Yuan crooked his finger, signaling her to come closer.

Ran Qingmo, still on guard, didn’t move, maintaining a distance of about twenty centimeters, and spoke softly:

"What... do you want to do?"

Xu Yuan’s eyes were serious, his voice solemn:

"Don’t worry, I won’t lie to you, it definitely is something you didn’t see."

Ran Qingmo lowered her head a bit more, and Xu Yuan could already feel the warm breath as gentle as an orchid...

Lips lightly touched.

The next instant,

"Buzz—"

The Ink Sword pierced through the bed again.

Xu Yuan, looking at the cold Ink Sword and Big Ice Lump, began to tremble at the corners of his mouth.

Wait, wasn’t the sword just on the table?

How can this thing teleport?

While he sat up and moved back from the bed, Xu Yuan calmly and quickly thought of a plan, but Ran Qingmo didn’t make any further moves. She just wiped her lips with the back of her hand, holding the Ink Sword in her hand, her deep gaze fixated on him lying on the bed.

After a few moments,

Ran Qingmo stood up silently, putting on her shoes, and walked out silently with the Ink Sword in hand.

It seemed like she was angry.

Xu Yuan instinctively wanted to grab her to coax her, but in the end, he only slapped himself in the face and lay back down on the bed.

With Ran Qingmo’s speed, even if she was close by, dodging him would have been quite easy.

So, it was voluntary.

Xu Yuan lay on the bed, looking at the bed canopy, and sighed.

As for the Ink Sword...

Tianyan.