They Are Archenemies, But They Have A Child - Chapter 58

Chapter 58: Confession

Yun Qingwu shot Leng Lici a look, then smiled at Yang Duan: “Master, I’m truly fine now, and it’s genuinely not a good time to move. I’d like to recuperate here for a while.”

Leng Lici glanced away and let out a cold snort.

Yang Duan still looked somewhat disapproving, but seeing his disciple’s firm attitude, he had to compromise: “Fine, I can’t control you, but you must let the Medical Immortal examine you.”

Yun Qingwu nodded: “Alright.”

He finished speaking, then looked at Leng Lici, softening his tone: “A’Ci…”

Leng Lici’s gaze was still elsewhere, his tone hard: “Look.”

Yang Duan looked at Yun Qingwu with satisfaction. He truly was his favorite disciple, flexible and adaptable; he could even handle being a prisoner with ease. He nodded contentedly: “Good. I’ll have the Medical Immortal come over again tomorrow.”

Having achieved his goal, Yang Duan gave his beloved disciple one last reluctant look before leaving.

…

After Yang Duan left, only Yun Qingwu and Leng Lici remained in the bedroom.

Yun Qingwu saw Leng Lici still standing at the head of the bed without moving. He raised his right hand, his voice weak: “Why are you standing so far away from me?”

“Yun Qingwu, do you truly wish to die so badly?”

Leng Lici looked at the person on the bed, his gaze gloomy, his lips tightly pressed.

Yun Qingwu covered his mouth and coughed a few times, a cough that was hard to stop once it started.

Leng Lici finally moved his feet, walked to the bedside, and handed him the tea water that had been prepared on the table: “It would be best if you coughed yourself to death.”

Yun Qingwu took the opportunity to grasp Leng Lici’s wrist, drank a few sips of water from his hand, and managed to stop coughing. Leng Lici tried to break free, but Yun Qingwu held on with all his might. He took the teacup with his left hand, then reached down and held Leng Lici’s hand.

“I don’t want to die, but I don’t want to watch you die even more.”

Leng Lici’s expression froze. He looked down at their clasped hands, no longer trying to pull away: “Why? Isn’t this what you wanted?”

Why?

Yun Qingwu looked up at the face before him that stirred his affection. When his spirit essence was being torn apart by the heavenly lightning bolts one after another, he had many regrets. The greatest was that he had no way to express his feelings for him and had forever lost the possibility of receiving a response.

Why? Even though this half-fox before him was incompatible with him in every way, he had developed inappropriate feelings for him, feeling regret on the verge of death that they would never meet again.

But, at this very moment, he was right in front of him.

He chose to ignore all the struggles and considerations he had before.

“Move closer. I’ll tell you why.”

A hint of mischief flashed in Yun Qingwu’s eyes. He coaxed softly.

Leng Lici stared at Yun Qingwu suspiciously for a while, but finally leaned down, his head closer, leaving only a fist’s distance. Yun Qingwu suddenly reached out, wrapped his arms around Leng Lici’s neck, and gently kissed him, shrinking that fist’s distance to less than zero.

The kiss was not fierce. Yun Qingwu lightly sucked on Leng Lici’s lower lip, then pulled back slightly. Leng Lici instinctively leaned forward, wanting to kiss back.

Yun Qingwu didn’t shy away. Just as the kiss was about to land, he looked at those golden eyes with affection:

“Because I love you, A’Ci.”

Leng Lici’s motion to kiss paused. He stared intently at the blue eyes so close to him, seemingly trying hard to grasp the meaning of those words.

“Do you want to kiss again?” Yun Qingwu whispered.

As soon as he spoke, the long-delayed kiss landed with force.

Leng Lici’s kisses were always aggressive and invasive, and this time was no exception. Yun Qingwu felt every inch of his mouth was filled with the other’s scent. The warm contact, accompanied by the biting of teeth, made his lips and tongue go numb. He fiercely wrapped his tongue around in return.

Their territories alternated dominance. For a moment, the room was filled only with heavy breathing and the ambiguous, wet sounds of kissing.

Until Yun Qingwu’s unhealed body began to falter, and a wave of coughing surged up. He pulled back, turning his face to cough uncontrollably. As he coughed, he also found it somewhat amusing, so he began to laugh while coughing.

Leng Lici turned his face away, regulating his breathing. Ripples also spread in his eyes, but his mouth wouldn’t rest: “It seems the Sovereign is losing his touch.”

Yun Qingwu suppressed his cough, pulling hard on Leng Lici. Leng Lici was caught off guard and instantly stumbled toward Yun Qingwu’s body. Yun Qingwu raised an eyebrow: “Whether I’ve lost my touch or not is too early to say now.”

Leng Lici felt annoyed and tried to prop himself up.

Yun Qingwu smiled, shifted slightly to the side, and patted the empty space: “Lie down with me for a bit.”

“What? Does the Sovereign need company even when sleeping?”

Leng Lici scoffed but took the opportunity to half-lie down beside him.

Yun Qingwu struggled to lift his foot. The chain clattered with his movement: “You still haven’t answered me. What is the meaning of this?”

Leng Lici’s gaze fell on the chain, and he glanced at Yun Qingwu from the corner of his eye: “I told you, you are now my prisoner. This is your punishment.”

Yun Qingwu coughed lightly and reached out to hold Leng Lici’s wrist: “Then your treatment of a prisoner is a bit too good. You provide good food and drink, not to mention treatment—”

As he spoke, his voice stalled. He had noticed Leng Lici’s poor condition since the kiss, and he initially thought it was due to unhealed old wounds, but after checking his pulse, he realized the situation was more severe than that.

“You—”

Leng Lici forcefully pulled his wrist away: “Does the Sovereign now have a hobby of being a doctor?”

“Why is your pulse so weak?” Yun Qingwu leaned over, trying to forcibly take Leng Lici’s hand again, but Leng Lici refused to cooperate.

As they struggled, Leng Lici accidentally knocked Yun Qingwu. Yun Qingwu immediately started coughing, his brows furrowed: “It hurts—”

Leng Lici immediately stopped moving and leaned over to check on Yun Qingwu, his expression slightly vexed: “Are you alright?”

Yun Qingwu took the opportunity to grasp Leng Lici’s wrist again and examined it carefully. He suddenly looked up at the person before him: “Why is your spiritual consciousness damaged?”

As soon as the question left his lips, he already had a guess: “Was it… to save me?”

Leng Lici withdrew his hand, looking away, and said coldly: “I didn’t let you die, so you naturally cannot die.”

Yun Qingwu’s eyes flickered. A multitude of emotions surged in his heart: moving emotion, some regret, and a hint of joy. He knew that Leng Lici was someone with an intense obsession with cultivation. Now, to save him, he was willing to deplete his cultivation, which proved that he was not completely insignificant in his heart. In this entanglement, he was not just one-sided.

But at the same time, he also felt some regret. He had originally wanted him to escape completely unscathed, but in the end, he couldn’t fully achieve that.

“Why are you silent?”

Leng Lici’s slightly dissatisfied voice pulled Yun Qingwu out of his thoughts. Yun Qingwu’s gaze fell on Leng Lici’s lips, which had turned slightly red from the kissing. He kissed him again: “A true imprisonment should at least be like this.”

He threaded his right hand through the red hair, embracing Leng Lici’s neck. Like animals grooming each other, he gently and intimately bit the lips of the person he loved. He leaned his upper body onto him, and his left hand stroked Leng Lici’s right wrist, where he wore the golden bracelet he had given him.

Leng Lici raised his hand to stroke Yun Qingwu’s back. Perhaps feeling that such a kiss was too much of a tease, he slightly increased the intensity between their lips and tongues with slight impatience. With a push of his upper body, he immediately pressed back in kind.

Once their lips met, separating seemed an extremely difficult task. Yun Qingwu’s twin horns on his forehead faintly appeared, and the tail behind him swayed and wrapped around.

The black and red fox tails refused to be outdone. One wrapped around Yun Qingwu’s white tail, another wrapped around Yun Qingwu’s waist, and the remaining ones went toward his limbs.

Yun Qingwu pulled back slightly, gasping: “Your Honor… having many tails is indeed… formidable.”

Leng Lici raised an eyebrow and kissed him again: “Does the Sovereign have an objection?”

The chains clattered, and their positions, up and down, inverted again, deepening the kiss.

The heat in their bodies gradually rose during this back-and-forth entanglement. The faint scents of incense and snow mountain air gradually diffused into the air.

Simple kisses gradually ceased to satisfy their bodies. Their hands instinctively reached for each other’s collars. The belts, pulled by their long fingers, swooshed and fell off.

Just as they were about to go further, the door outside was suddenly pushed open.

“Baba!”

A small girl with two little pigtails walked in, wobbling unsteadily.

The two who were intertwined instantly sprang apart. Yun Qingwu quickly pulled the already messy quilt over them both. They looked at the unfamiliar little girl, startled.

It was Yun Qingwu who reacted first. He tentatively called out: “Xiao… Dao?”

The little girl happily clapped her hands and called out awkwardly: “Baba!”

With that clap, her already unstable body lost balance, and she was about to fall when Dan Mu, who followed her in, caught her: “Oh dear, slow down.”

This confirmed it: Yun Qingwu had indeed given Xiao Dao to Dan Mu.

Dan Mu held Xiao Dao steady, finally having a moment to look at the two on the bed. After one glance, her face flushed completely. She abruptly turned her back. But then she realized this wasn’t the best plan, so she simply closed her eyes, turned around, and with one determined move, lifted Xiao Dao and placed her on the bed. Then, she turned and ran, complaining as she went: “Ah—Your Honor! Didn’t you say gods and demons shouldn’t be intimate?!”

The tail end of her voice disappeared as the door slammed shut on Li Palace.

Yun Qingwu: “…”

Leng Lici: “…”

Xiao Dao: “Hehe—”

While Yun Qingwu was still immersed in embarrassment, Leng Lici was the first to recover. He lifted Xiao Dao with both hands and examined her, frowning: “How did she grow up again?”

Xiao Dao’s eyes curved in a smile, and she grasped at him with both hands: “Baba!”

Yun Qingwu looked down at their messy and disheveled clothes, then at Xiao Dao’s innocent eyes, feeling a sense of shame. He quickly formed a hand seal to tidy his and Leng Lici’s clothes, saying meaningfully: “You should have kept a closer eye on the time.”

Leng Lici realized what he meant. He immediately adjusted his posture and tried to check Xiao Dao’s pulse: “Her inner core already has a prototype!”

Yun Qingwu’s face filled with alarm. He snatched his daughter back: “Are you still thinking of carving out her core? She’s our daughter.”

Leng Lici raised the corner of his eye and scoffed: “Did I say I was going to carve it out?”

Only then did Yun Qingwu lean Xiao Dao back toward Leng Lici, smiling lightly: “Hmm, you didn’t say it.”

Xiao Dao kicked her little legs and reached out toward Leng Lici: “Baba, hug!”

Leng Lici maintained a cold expression, staring at Xiao Dao for a moment. He awkwardly extended his hands, but just as he touched the edge of Xiao Dao’s clothes, Yun Qingwu immediately pulled her back, holding Xiao Dao close: “Good girl, Baba will hug you.”

Leng Lici frowned slightly: “She was calling me.”

Yun Qingwu: “Nonsense, she was calling me.”

Leng Lici leaned in closer and called out coldly: “Xiao Dao.”

Xiao Dao immediately turned her face, raising her hands with a smile: “Baba!”

Yun Qingwu: “…”

How could I forget? My daughter always prefers the cold face.

Leng Lici raised his eyebrows, showing his triumph, and happily reached out his hands again.

Yun Qingwu was still not resigned. He made Xiao Dao look at him: “Xiao Dao, call me Baba.”

Xiao Dao tilted her head: “Goo?”

“Baba, Xiao Dao, I am Baba, Baba—Daddy.” Yun Qingwu’s expression became serious, pointing to himself.

Xiao Dao sucked her finger for a moment, then suddenly smiled: “Daddy!”

“Ah, what a good girl!” Yun Qingwu’s wish was fulfilled, and he was finally satisfied. He swung Xiao Dao around in a half-circle. Perhaps because he hadn’t rested since waking up, his severely injured body began to protest, causing him to groan softly in pain.

Leng Lici snatched Xiao Dao away and forcibly pushed Yun Qingwu flat onto the bed, saying harshly: “If you don’t want to die, lie still!”

Yun Qingwu nodded. Taking advantage of Leng Lici turning away, he pulled him back down. Xiao Dao consciously broke free from Leng Lici’s grasp, quickly climbed to the center between the two, and lay down obediently.

Leng Lici: “…”