Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 839 - 526 Ye

Chapter 839: Chapter 526 Ye

Inside the chamber, one could hear a heartbeat.

Because of his drunkenness, Xu Yuan really thought the girl before him was the one he had seen in his dreams, but the delicate warmth made him immediately realize that everything before him was real.

It proved that even the coldest of ice blocks would be warm once held in one’s hands.

Because she needed to move freely, Ran Qingmo never had the habit of wearing silk clothes. The fabric of her ink-colored clothes was a unique blend from the Sword Sect, and although it didn’t feel particularly pleasant to the touch, through the garment, Xu Yuan could still feel the softness of her waistline.

Of course, it was indeed cold.

The sensation of being locked in by Ran Qingmo’s Dao Charm was not pleasant, giving Xu Yuan a sense of chilling clarity that he might die at any moment.

Even with his eyes closed, his Spiritual Vision allowed Xu Yuan to clearly feel the slightly wary gaze of the Big Ice Lump in front of him scanning his face back and forth; and with the gaze came the Dao Charm, already permeating every corner of the chamber.

Xu Yuan tried to sort out what had just happened.

He could understand why he had blacked out; after getting drunk, he was barely holding on, so slipping and falling in the snowy yard and that being the final straw didn’t surprise him, but he really didn’t understand why he had slipped inexplicably, nor why Ran Qingmo would appear in his room while he was out of it.

It was like there was an invisible great hand manipulating everything before him.

Xu Yuan thought it was his old father’s doing but had no evidence, and also didn’t understand his reasoning.

His thoughts were a chaotic spread in his mind, and Xu Yuan suddenly realized he was thinking too far ahead.

He was truly drunk.

After drinking the century-old phantom sword wine with its strong aftereffects, even with the chilling Dao Charm of Ran Qingmo pressuring him, the intoxication continued to surge.

Those who have been drunk know that once they close their eyes, they feel as though they’ve been tossed into a tumble dryer, the space around them constantly spinning and swaying.

This sickening dizziness of intoxication made Xu Yuan subconsciously hold the girl in front of him a bit tighter, the warmth from his hand giving him a reassuring sense of solid ground beneath his feet.

But soon, Xu Yuan felt a bit regretful.

He sensed that the girl in front of him was already gathering her strength.

The Big Ice Lump was different from the rational Wrapped Chest Princess and even more unlike the measured Washboard Saintess.

If provoked, this girl was really capable of drawing her sword and chopping people.

Previously in Shengshan County, Ran Qingmo had sliced off a roof with a single sword strike.

The shock momentarily subdued his drunkenness, allowing Xu Yuan’s thoughts to start moving again, and he quickly calmed down.

His experiences from a previous life told him that being drunk was his protective coloring.

No matter what kind of woman, when facing a drunken man, they would, despite their contempt in words, become significantly more tolerant.

Of course, this could be somewhat dependent on looks and affinity.

However, Xu Yuan lacked neither, so he wasn’t worried at all.

"Rustle..."

The two lay side by side on the bed; a rustling sound of rubbing clothes rose in the silent chamber, and Xu Yuan affectionately buried his head into Ran Qingmo’s collarbone, wrapped in ink clothes.

Amidst the lingering fragrance of sandalwood in the room, complemented by the fresh scent at the nape of the girl’s neck reaching his nose, Xu Yuan noticed that the Big Ice Lump in his arms had begun to tremble slightly, her beautiful eyes blinking nervously, pursing her lips and gently resting her hand on his chest.

Xu Yuan didn’t think Ran Qingmo was flirting with him.

As her fingertips touched his chest, streaks and wisps of pale blue frost were already spreading out.

In a moment of silence, Xu Yuan murmured as if unconsciously:

"Ran Qingmo..."

"Mm... huh?"

Startled like a frightened rabbit by the sudden voice, Ran Qingmo swiftly regained her composure, quickly dissipated the Dao Charm in her hand, and asked in a low voice:

"What’s wrong... Xu Yuan."

"I... miss you."

"...."

His gentle voice reached her ears, and Ran Qingmo’s watery eyes widened instantly, blinking at the man’s sleeping face.

She had many things she wanted to ask Xu Yuan.

She wanted to ask about his engagement with the princess who was addressed as Wu Yuan, ask why he didn’t want to see her, but after hearing the softly-spoken words, she felt inexplicably a little happy.

Her icy Dao Charm dissipated with that slight sense of joy.

It was at this moment that Xu Yuan sincerely felt that Spiritual Vision was indeed a wonderful thing.

Without Spiritual Vision, given his Fusion Realm cultivation, let alone exploring the ice block’s Dao Charm, he probably would have been caught by her the moment he sensed her mood.

Gripping the waist of the girl a little tighter before she could react, Xu Yuan murmured again:

"I’m so cold..."

Looking at the man who was almost burying his head into her chest before her, Ran Qingmo tenderly pursed her lips, hesitated, but eventually raised her hand and gently embraced his head.

Her master had told her that a girl’s body should not be casually touched by a man, especially the chest.

But... Xu Yuan had already touched it so many times before, and it should be okay since it was through clothes...

Xu Yuan felt he was about to succeed.

The chaos of being drunk reduced his thoughts to a single thread, allowing him to only contemplate one thing, without considering the consequences, or the other trifles, and certainly not thinking that the Big Ice Lump might lash out and chop someone if provoked.

For a moment, only the intoxicated murmurings and the rustling of clothes could be heard from the bedchamber within the dim Prime Minister’s Mansion, until...

"Crack, crack, crack..."

A crisp sound of bone rubbing took the place of rustling clothes.