報復 Bàofù III: Homecoming: Ten Miles of Peach Blossoms Fanfiction Ch 11

Lover’s quarrel…..

Why did I come out of seclusion so soon? I should have stayed a bit longer.’ 

Inwardly, this was what Mo Yuan’s thinking to himself. He was regretting coming out of seclusion too soon, as he and Ye Hua wordlessly communicated through their twin telepathy.

They were still both holding Bai Qian’s wrists, but he and his younger brother came to a silent agreement, then released her arms at the very same time. And it didn’t take a Taoist Master for Mo Yuan to understand the tense situation at hand.

He had countless years of experience. Mo Yuan had been the mediator, the world’s peacekeeper most of his eternal existence, as their stiff, rigid positioning and body language told him everything that he needed to know.

It was more than evident from Ye Hua’s hostile, anger-filled approach which was much more like an offensive attack. And from her defensive, somewhat taunting posturing along with the set pinched expression on her face… They were currently arguing and brought their heated fight to his tranquil sanctuary.

Most regrettably, making Mo Yuan the innocent bystander, the unwilling participant who was now awkwardly entangled in their tempestuous lover’s quarrel.

However, he wanted to chuckle at the silly children. Because regardless of whatever might have occurred between the fiery couple, Mo Yuan couldn’t help but notice the blatant dry humor in their battle. Thus, he could easily, too easily imagine his Little Seventeen provoking, and prompting Ye Hua into acting unreasonably unlike his usual calm self.

He deduced this, since the Master of Kunlun Mountain had gotten to know his younger twin sufficiently prior to his marriage to Bai Qian, his seventeenth disciple, Mo Yuan concluded his youthful brother was quite similar to himself.

Like himself, young Ye Hua was usually a low key man who was quiet, reasonable and behaved carefully. Although today, he was highly triggered and whatever Ye Hua did to set her off must have been significant. It had to be significant enough to lure out a hidden side of his disciple that he’d only seen briefly once before.

Ye Hua was the catalyst who drew out the woman hiding inside the girl. Bai Qian was naturally a tomboy. She was a bit rough and tumble. A girl with a carefree personality but that easy going temperament gave way, and suddenly revealed someone who was 100% woman.

In the sense, as a woman, she knew precisely how to drive a man insane. Bai Qian was bitterly sarcastic with a finely sharpened cutting tone of voice. She was arrogant, and purposely antagonizing her already angered young husband more by scurrying behind Mo Yuan’s back.

He was trapped, because Seventeen was deliberately forcing him to stand between herself, and Ye Hua. They were causing a disturbance so Mo Yuan turned towards his students, as he gave a subtle head nod to excuse his curious and gawking male disciples.

There was an indisputable excitement in watching such a scene like a lover’s quarrel, since it wasn’t something that often happened on Kunlun Mountain, and only after his disciples left, Mo Yuan finally spoke.

Lightly Mo Yuan cleared his throat, and vocalized softly to swiftly defuse the growing tension, “Well…you two, this unusual situation…” He paused for a moment to reflect and ponder how best express himself then added, “I deem it rather inappropriate to behave recklessly, and I’d suggest going home to handle this predicament in private like two mature grown adults.”

Bai Qian ridiculed in her taunting tone of voice while using his entire body as a divider. A wall of separation so only her head was exposed, as she leaned to one side and verbally tormented, “Shifu, Ye Hua can’t help himself as he’s merely acting his age. He’s not an adult but a child.”

“I’m a child?” Ye Hua faintly repeated after her then scoffed, “Qian Qian, stop being such a coward and hiding behind my brother. Get over here so I can precisely show you that I’m a man and not a child.”

She gasped outraged, peeped over Mo Yuan’s side and jeered, “Don’t you dare speak suggestive obscenities in front of my Shifu! You are such a lecherous creep, Ye Hua.”

“Forgive me, Older Brother. I don’t mean to be disrespectful and it’s not my intention. I’m not a sexual deviant but I AM sexually deprived. You see, a seven month period is a long time to wait and I’m unfortunately still waiting.”

Ye Hua answered his blunt response, shocked even Mo Yuan who glanced down at Bai Qian with slightly raised brows, and mouthed toward his young disciple, “Seven months?”

Ye Hua caught Mo Yuan’s expression and stated with a smirk, “Did you see that? Even my celibate brother thinks that is ridiculous.”

“No, Ye Hua. I don’t feel comfortable, nor do I have any desires to get involved in your and Seventeen’s disagreement, so please don’t pull me into your argument.” Mo Yuan tried to clarify, but realized that this situation wasn’t going to be as easy to resolve as he’d hoped, and it only intensified when Bai Qian suddenly threw a scroll at Ye Hua.

Mo Yuan watched the gradually rolling document tumble and turn, until it landed by Ye Hua’s foot. He saw the great Qingqiu seal displayed on top and he wasn’t the only one. No, he wasn’t because Ye Hua’s eyes narrowed with a suspicious gaze, before asking dis-trustingly, “Qian Qian, what is this?”

“It’s an Official Royal Petition from Qingqiu to invalidate our marriage. It’s a request for an annulment based on our irreconcilable differences and incompatibility.” Bai Qian chirped back with arrogance.

“An Official Royal Petition?” Ye Hua glanced down at the certificate, shook his head in disbelief, smirked before magically setting the scroll ablaze. Dryly he replied, “Well, that’s my official answer to your official petition.” Most bitterly he stomped his heavy boot with force on the flaming document, and declared straight faced, “And of course, that was my Royal Seal.”

She was making it much worse by splashing fuel on the already burning inferno, so Mo Yuan disrupted them, “Ye Hua and Seventeen, here and now isn’t an appropriate place to speak of such significant matters that profoundly affect your son and my nephew, A-Li. Or at least not without prudent and careful consideration.”

The God of War suddenly became a marriage counselor, as he applied his profound wisdom to the argumentative spouses, “I’d suggest you two take this somewhere else private like your palace in Nine Heavens. Once there, you two can seriously discuss the important things but with unclouded minds, after you’ve both calmed down. Isn’t that a good idea?”

Mo Yuan held his breath hoping one of them would come to their senses, but his determined efforts were in vain when Bai Qian marched off furiously. She was heading toward the open courtyard by the lotus pond, and deeper into the heart of the school with Ye Hua right on her heels.

The arguing couple moved more into the usually peaceful institution as they fought while walking. He heard Ye Hua demand outraged, but in his faint and hushed voice that sounded more like a low growl, “Qian Qian, what the hell was with your most recent chapter of Bàofù?”

Her reply was snippy and short when Bai Qian asked with sarcasm, “Did you like it?”

“It’s pure trash.” Ye Hua barked back and she sneered in reply, “You jerk. It’s erotic literature and freedom of my expression,” and stomped toward Mo Yuan’s seclusion cave with Ye Hua in hot pursuit.

It became a standoff, as Bai Qian remained at the far distance away from the grotto’s entrance with her arms crossed over her chest. She leaned into her right foot so she stood ever so tilted to one side, and her body language conveyed her haughtiness.

Ye Hua stood directly across from her, and Mo Yuan happened to be slightly behind his twin, while busily thinking of a way to get them to leave.

“If you were married to my brother instead of me…” He started to rant only to have Mo Yuan quickly interrupt him, “Please don’t pull my name into your argument, Ye Hua.” His younger twin blatantly ignored him and continued, “If you were married to Mo Yuan and you wrote something like chapter 20 about me. My brother might have, no, he would have killed you for disturbing the peace of the world. You twisted miserable Fox.”

Bai Qian mocked back full of disdain and her loud voice echoed in the hollow cavern, “You deserved every word! It was your punishment!”

“Punishment for what? I barely see you so how could I have offended you, Qian Qian?” Ye Hua’s soft voice was also increasing in volume, and Mo Yuan was moderately relieved they were away from the others, because he was somewhat embarrassed by the disorder.

Her big round eyes narrowed as Seventeen asked with undisguised suspicion, “Is it true that you were going to have SuSu drink amnesia water after she had the baby, then return her to her home? Were you going to leave her there alone and keep A-Li?”

Bai Qian’s question had an unusual effect on Ye Hua and Mo Yuan saw his twin’s blank, confused expression before he slowly nodded ‘yes’ once.

“Ha!” Her single mocking laugh ‘Ha’ sounded extended more like a “Haaaaaaa” due to her sharp forced exhale. Bai Qian’s eyes widened with aversion, and she fiercely paced in a little circle before turning back to Ye Hua.

This time she directly pointed her index finger toward him and demanded, “Tell me, has your side consort, Sujin, ever woken you up with a wave of her handkerchief in your face?!”

Ye Hua suddenly turned to his older brother and lamented, “She does this all the time. I don’t get it. She brings up random things about Sujin, and never speaks in full sentences so I can’t understand her. Older Brother, didn’t you teach Qian Qian any communication skills when she was your disciple?”

“A wave of her handkerchief?” His younger twin quickly appeared to be in a brief, but deep contemplation before he answered Bai Qian’s question, “Yes, she might have, I think…but why do you always ask about Sujin?”

Ye Hua paused to ponder the odd situation and her strange line of questioning, then asked a bit confused, “Qian Qian, are you jealous of her? Are you jealous of Sujin?”

She gasped aloud with her big eyes gaped as wide as her open mouth, and her soft porcelain cheeks flushed with instant color, before she returned in astonishment, “Why in the world would I be jealous of that eye stealing Celestial skank, Sujin?!”

“It’s true. You would have to like me to be jealous. Why would you be resentful of other women, considering you dislike me enough to want an annulment?” Ye Hua’s hushed tone was one of defeat.

Abruptly Ye Hua’s shoulders slumped. He appeared beaten and frustrated as he was losing the battle. But Mo Yuan caught something that his young twin failed to, and smiled before moving nearer to his upset sibling, and brought attention to the obvious.

“Ye Hua, most women that includes Seventeen wouldn’t get this upset, and wouldn’t go out of her way to provoke you if she didn’t care. She would just disregard you plain and simple, rather than deliberately pushing all your buttons. You need to think about this intelligently, if she didn’t feel some sentiment for you then why would she be so angry?”

Mo Yuan spoke softly so Bai Qian wouldn’t hear and gently patted Ye Hua’s back, “You two married very quickly, but the initial chase builds tension with the push and pulling play between lovers creates excitement, and passion.”

“Although, I don’t think a lack of excitement or passion is the issue, perhaps it’s a lack of understanding or there is a misunderstanding. Ye Hua, you’re a highly intelligent young man. Now hurry up, appease and calm your wife’s anger then take her home but most importantly, please get out of my quiet and peaceful home. Thank you!”

Mo Yuan shared his worldly knowledge, spun around to leave the lovebirds alone, but chuckled when he heard Seventeen shout out in a nervous high pitch, “What now?! Why are you walking toward me? Don’t you dare take another step… Stop right there! Ye Hua, stay away from me or I’ll scream! Shifu, please don’t leave me alone with this pervert.”

To be continued…..

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