Mo Yuan couldn’t believe what he’d just heard. Seventeen had just told him that she was marrying Ye Hua after hearing his confession of love. One minute they were touching each other intimately on his bed and then the next Seventeen was telling him about her wedding with Ye Hua. She must have said something else that he misunderstood — how else could this be? It was impossible. Mo Yuan had been incredibly aroused to the point that he was ready to take her, so he decided he must have misheard what she said. Otherwise, this didn’t make sense at all.
Mo Yuan snapped out of his mental daze and quickly stopped Seventeen from leaving. He wouldn’t be able to concentrate on anything else until his confusion clarified. Before Mo Yuan could say a word, Seventeen threw herself against Mo Yuan and kissed him in a way that made his mind go blank. Seventeen kissed Mo Yuan with full abandonment, while she sensuously pressed her body into his before taking Mo Yuan’s hands and placing them on her breasts so he could caress them again. Seventeen felt his hardness against her body and blushed,
“Shifu,” she said, turning her face to hide her shyness. Seventeen was blushing as she raised her sparkling eyes to his, “You have to wait.” She giggled as she lightly caressed his neatly trimmed beard.
Mo Yuan consumed with passion. He’d completely forgotten what he was going to ask when Seventeen lightly caressed his hardness over his robe with her hand, then moved her body against him seductively and smiled teasingly.
“Not yet but soon,” she giggled before opening the door and leaving Mo Yuan mentally confused and completely sexual frustrated. It was many minutes later that Mo Yuan realized he’d forgotten to ask about Ye Hua due to Seventeen’s intensely arousing behavior. Mo Yuan decided he had misunderstood Seventeen and started to privately plan how he would meet with the Fox King to declare his love and ask for his permission to marry Seventeen.
After Seventeen’s departure, the feel at Kunlun Mountain was not as it was before. Some disciples were very depressed, others moped around for days, but most of them pined for her. The disciples that were enamored with Bai Qian all came to Mo Yuan, and all asked the same questions:
Would it be proper to visit her in Qing Qiu? Was her engagement to Crown Prince breakable? Could they win her heart? This activity went on for days. Bai Qian had bewitched most of the disciples before her departure, and the spell had a strong effect and seemed unbreakable. Mo Yuan’s replied to all their questions with the following answer:
“Seventeen has recently confirmed mutual affection with another. Seventeen and her chosen partner are inseparable, so it would be best for the disciple to give up and find another partner if they felt so inclined to be with someone.”
Some disciples cried in front of him. They didn’t hide their broken hearts and continued to mope for weeks. How did Mo Yuan feel about the situation at Kunlun Mountain? Mo Yuan was privately overjoyed knowing her partner of choice was himself. His male ego was full to the brim and confident because Mo Yuan secretly knew that he was going to marry Seventeen and that he would be her husband.
When Bai Qian returned to Qing Qiu, she informed her father, the Fox King, and High God Zhe Yan that she would accept the engagement to Ye Hua. She requested her father to meet with Heavenly Lord and set a date for the wedding. Bai Qian wanted to go ahead with the planning immediately since the wedding would be a monumental and grandiose joining of two powerful clans. Everyone was shocked by her easy acceptance.
Xiao Wu’s feelings about the arrangement were the opposite from what Zhe Yan recalled witnessing at Kunlun Mountain.
Zhe Yan shook his head at Mo Yuan’s stupidity and failure to accept Xiao Wu. It would have been so easy. Xiao Wu made her feelings and intentions known to Mo Yuan, yet now she was marrying Ye Hua. Zhe Yan suddenly wanted to hit Mo Yuan across the back of his damn stubborn and dense head. Zhe Yan had hoped and expected Mo Yuan to finally act on his feelings, once he’d discovered Xiao Wu was marrying his twin. How could that old dragon be such a coward? Regardless of all Mo Yuan’s many victories in battle, Mo Yuan failed to accept and claim the heart of one willing girl who had been in love with him for thousands of years.
Zhe Yan couldn’t control himself from going to Kunlun, to express his disappointment in Mo Yuan.
Zhe Yan heard Mo Yuan was in meditation in his seclusion cave, but he didn’t care. Zhe Yan stood by the entrance and yelled for Mo Yuan to come. Mo Yuan finally stepped out after a few minutes looking annoyed by his interruption. Zhe Yan looked around and saw disciples, so he motioned for Mo Yuan to follow him. Zhe Yan walked into the wine cellar and closed the door behind them. He looked at Mo Yuan disgustedly before blatantly rolling his eyes sarcastically towards Mo Yuan. Mo Yuan was just about to say something, but Zhe Yan cut him off.
“I always knew you were passive and slow, but I didn’t know you were stupid!” Zhe Yan shook his head in disappointment.
Mo Yuan was struggling to understand what Zhe Yan was talking about and wondered if he was drunk.
Zhe Yan decided to purposely to use explicit sexual references in hopes that his extremity would instantly trigger Mo Yuan’s deep jealousies inside his male mind.
“Mo Yuan. Mo Yuan. Mo Yuan. So this is it? Are you just going to allow Ye Hua to take Xiao Wu away from you? Do you have any manly desires in you still or have you just resigned yourself to live as a monk?”
Mo Yuan was confused. He started to say something but Zhe Yan wouldn’t give him a chance to speak.
“You don’t care that your younger twin brother is going to marry and often have bodily pleasure with Xiao Wu? Ye Hua is young. He probably has the kind of stamina that you and I dream of having. He’s going to see her naked and touch her everywhere often. Probably several times a day. This possibility doesn’t bother you? What about when he gets Xiao Wu pregnant? It won’t take long considering how often he will be intimate with her.”
Zhe Yan paced across to the other side of the wine cellar, grabbed a bottle of wine, removed the top and drank it rapidly.
Mo Yuan finally spoke, “Zhe Yan, are you drunk? What are you talking about?”
Zhe Yan slammed the wine bottle down on the shelf with force before replying,
“Xiao Wu is marrying Ye Hua!”
To be continued…….