Xing Yuan rushed directly to Mo Li Yue's room, then stood there helplessly for a moment. Thinking of something, she quickly walked to the bedside and began to make the bed for Mo Li Yue.
Mo Li Yan had reminded her earlier that since she called herself a concubine, she should naturally do some things a concubine should do.
How could a concubine not stay with her master? This was simply against common sense.
After making the bed, Xing Yuan, bored, looked at the decorations in the room and diligently started cleaning.
However, by the time Mo Li Yue returned, she was already half-lying on the bed.
Mo Li Yue's footsteps were light. She stared at Xing Yuan, who was sleeping restlessly, for a while, then tiptoed over to cover her with a blanket and turned to leave.
She never had a habit of taking advantage of others. Besides, she had plenty of rooms. Since Xing Yuan liked her room, she could sleep there.
Xing Yuan, however, seemed to sense something and suddenly opened her eyes, then instinctively grabbed Mo Li Yue's sleeve.
Mo Li Yue continued to walk out without feeling anything. Xing Yuan held on tighter, and with a yelp, she fell to the ground, her eyes full of moisture as she looked at Mo Li Yue.
Xing Yuan rubbed her sore knees and said righteously, "Sister! I can't get up. You did this, you have to take responsibility for me."
Mo Li Yue's eyelashes trembled slightly, seemingly startled by Xing Yuan's sudden grand gesture. Then, hearing Xing Yuan's righteous demand for responsibility, she couldn't help but laugh.
She crouched down to look at Xing Yuan and teased her deliberately, "But it was Ah Yuan who came to my room to stage an accident first! Even if someone has to take responsibility, it should be Ah Yuan taking responsibility for me."
"Then I'll take responsibility for Sister," Xing Yuan changed her words readily, her eyes full of seriousness.
It didn't matter; as long as the goal was achieved, who married whom was not important at all.
Mo Li Yue was stunned for a moment, then quickly returned to her usual demeanor and smiled, "Sister was just joking! Of course, I will take responsibility for our Ah Yuan."
"But... shouldn't you be in your own room right now? Why did you come to Sister's bed?"
Xing Yuan blinked, her thick eyelashes fluttering slightly, "Because I am Sister's concubine! Has Sister forgotten what she should do for her concubine? But it's okay, Sister forgot, I can remind Sister."
Xing Yuan said this while wrapping her arms around the person in front of her, her eyes full of anticipation.
Mo Li Yue: ...
She swallowed with difficulty, looking into those eyes that were full of her, and said, "Isn't this... a bit too fast? And I've been a bit tired lately."
Although Mo Li Yue was the Saintess of the Demonic Sect, she was a rare one who remained pure.
Alright! The key was that Mo Li Yue didn't fancy any of the people sent to her. The one she finally fancied, however, actively made her a little afraid.
Did they know who the Saintess of the Demonic Sect was? In the eyes of the world, the Saintess of the Demonic Sect was seductive, cunning, and could be surrounded by countless admirers without getting a single leaf stuck to her.
As for Mo Li Yue, she barely met the first criterion!
Mo Li Yue found it difficult to accept, but Xing Yuan was terrifyingly enthusiastic.
She saw the struggle in Mo Li Yue's eyes and deliberately provoked her, "What? Is Sister incapable? Otherwise, why would you be indifferent to such a beauty as me?"
Xing Yuan's words directly broke the line of reason in Mo Li Yue's mind.
A voice in her mind told her that since she had already said so, wouldn't refusing prove her guess?
She wanted to prove herself.
Mo Li Yue directly threw the person onto the nearby bed, her eyes deep as she gazed at her. She gently placed her fingers on Xing Yuan's face. Her slender fingers were like green onions, white and tender, lightly caressing every inch of Xing Yuan's skin.
"Ah Yuan~" The two short words were spoken by her with an infinitely lingering feeling.
Xing Yuan's eyes turned red, wishing she could pounce on the person in front of her who was only teasing and not acting.
"Sister~ May I serve you?" Seeing that Mo Li Yue had no further action, Xing Yuan actively got up and hugged her.
Mo Li Yue had no reaction, only her body trembled lightly, and her clothes slid off one by one. She was the Saintess of the Demonic Sect. If she didn't bully men and women, did she have to restrain herself from "bullying" the person she liked?
Mo Li Yue licked her lips, smiling enchantingly. Originally, the demonic cultivation techniques she practiced had charm arts, and now her power had even reached the point where she was constantly releasing them.
Xing Yuan's mind was quite firm in other aspects, but in matters between women, she had no resistance at all. Therefore, as soon as Mo Li Yue winked at her, Xing Yuan's actions became even more rapid.
"Turn off the lights! And, you are my concubine, you should do what you should do."
"No, no! Ah Yuan wants to take good care of Sister, and Sister is tired, so I can help you relax."
"No, get down!" Mo Li Yue said in exasperation.
"Okay!" Xing Yuan first bit Mo Li Yue, leaving her mark, and then reluctantly lay down to the side.
Mo Li Yue tidied her scattered hair, looking at Xing Yuan with extreme tenderness, but with a hint of aggression.
The next day, as soon as Xing Yuan woke up, she felt dizzy and groggy. When she touched the bed beside her, it was already cold. Mo Li Yue had already left.
She instinctively sat up, her eyes clearly filled with confusion. That wasn't right! They hadn't been restrained last night, so why could Sister get up, but she couldn't?
Was this why Sister was Sister? Because she was a little more capable than herself.
Xing Yuan looked at the blanket covering her in silence, her eyes full of determination. She was determined to become as capable as Sister.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Mo Li Yue, with a chilling aura, listened to her subordinates report the current grim situation. To avoid showing any abnormality, she sat up straight with determination, her cold gaze sweeping over everyone.
"Saintess, are you alright!" An elder noticed that the Saintess seemed a little strange and asked with concern.
"Of course, I'm fine. I've been in the sect the whole time, what could be wrong?" Mo Li Yue retorted with a cold sneer.
She couldn't tell these people that it was her first time dual cultivating with someone last night! Wouldn't they laugh their heads off? After all, she had always projected an image of being all-knowing and all-powerful.
Moreover, although she hadn't touched anyone in all these years, she was always surrounded by various men and women sent by branch sects to please her. If she said it was her first time, would anyone believe it?
It was all Xing Yuan's fault. Last night, she kept pestering her to be intimate with her, and she wasn't someone who could resist. Later, it developed into the current situation.