Meanwhile, in a dimly lit chamber in the demon realm, a man in an inky black robe stood in front of the dressing table he had fetched from a certain demon king’s room. He gloomily stared at the bronze mirror leaning against a casket with jewelry.
Mn … What should he do? Attending a festival … he had never done that. Not like this, at least. Not in the capital of the Nine Heavens …
He touched the mark between his brows, searching for information on that festival. Apparently, it was celebrated every year and in a grand way too. It was … a festival for lovers? Continue reading
Leng Jin Yu nodded. “Did you come to talk to Longjun?”
“I came to find that Bai Mu who saved you from the secret realm.”
Leng Jin Yu raised his brows. How come Xin Lan was also looking for Bai Mu? “He is in the restaurant down the road. Longjun is also there but he should leave soon.”
“Meaning I should hurry up because you’re worried I would do something unforgivable?”
Leng Jin Yu looked up at the sky. Ah, the resentment from his previous life … it seemed it hadn’t carried on only on his side. He turned back to Xin Lan and forced himself to smile. “Not that. But Bai Mu is being pursued by the Chun Feng Sect. He is very careful.”
Jing He and his father weren’t the only ones getting ready for the festival. Well, maybe they were. In a small house in the mortal realm, Jinde turned around on the bed, his golden hair flowing over the edge. “Husband …” He bent his legs and smoothed out his robe. “Husband!”
From the corridor, a sigh could be heard. “What happened?” Leng Jin Yu walked in with one bucket of water in each hand. He glanced at Jinde before going over to the tub behind the folding screen and pouring the water in. Mn, that should be enough. He put the buckets down at the side of the room and went to the bed. “I’ve finished.”
One slender leg stretched over and the big toe brushed his leg. “You were saying …?” Continue reading
Qiu Ling deflated. Unfortunately, everything he brought up was rejected right away. Was this guy even giving him a chance?! He harrumphed but still continued to ponder. This was his cousin-in-law, the prized son of Jing He’s one and only uncle. He couldn’t let him be unhappy! Jing He’s family was his family. And naturally, he would take good care of his family.
He pursed his lips. He did understand that they couldn’t stay in the human realm and that the demon realm was too dangerous. But what was the problem with the Nine Heavens? There should be some way around ascending. After all, Bai Mu’s father was the God of War! Couldn’t he just allow them? Continue reading
On Tapas, Inksgiving is just around the corner so I felt that it’s time for another special. With Jing He’s inky-black hair in mind, I started to prepare a not-so-serious OMF story for you: A Hairy Situation!
This story is a ‘what if’ taking place after the end of the series. So just in case everyone lives until the last chapter and ends up with whom you think they should (*cough* Xiang Yu *cough*), this is what a festival would look like where everyone strives to be the fairest!
The first chapter will be up in a bit! I hope you’ll have fun reading 😊
In Zhong Gang’s restaurant, Qiu Ling had propped his head up on his hands and stared at Bai Mu with pursed lips. This was such a sad story! He fell in love with a woman but then he was imprisoned because of who some ancestor was and even now that he had been freed, he still couldn’t be with her! Ah, so sad …
If this was him and Jing He, then he would be desperate! Distraught! It would be a disaster! Ah, without his beloved, he was nothing. He needed Jing He like others needed the air to breathe. How fishes needed water to swim and … Qiu Ling blinked.
Anyway! “We should do something.” Continue reading
“Master …” Xin Lan interrupted himself when he noticed that this was exactly how he had greeted him in his dream. His gaze flickered and he purposefully stayed down. If he really tried to get up, his Master wouldn’t let him anyway.
Jinde nodded and came over, sitting down on the edge of the bed. “How are you?”
Xin Lan nodded with a bad feeling. “Better …”
Jinde couldn’t help but smile. Xin Lan was probably worrying whether he had been here before and seen his arousal. Most likely, it would be even more embarrassing for Xin Lan to be seen that way than it had been for him to see it. If he wasn’t afraid what it might entail, he would have made fun of him. Now, he could only pretend not to know what this was about and direct the attention elsewhere. “Don’t worry. You only slept for a while. Should I take a look at your injury to see if it’s safe to go?”
Xin Lan sighed. “No need. I can already feel that I’m better. After being in your care, there wouldn’t be any problems.” Continue reading
In the corridor outside the room, Jinde leaned against the wall and touched his forehead. Ah, that was something he shouldn’t have seen. Thankfully, he had left before Xin Lan noticed him. If he did … they might not be able to go on like before. Wouldn’t that be a pity?
He leaned his head against the wall and stared at the ceiling. What were the chances that Xin Lan hadn’t thought of him? That was his bed, after all. His scent was everywhere. Ah, maybe this wasn’t too strange. Xin Lan had been alone for a long time and he had never denied that he found him attractive. So maybe this was nothing more than that. A lonely man and the thought of a beauty. Yes, most likely, there was nothing more to it than that.
Jinde closed his eyes and held back a curse. All these years he had depended on Xin Lan. There were even things he had only shared with nobody but him. If this kind of thing got between them, he wasn’t sure how he would take it. Continue reading
Back in the Yun Zou Sect, Xin Lan found Jinde standing in the doorway. “Master …” He wanted to get up but Jinde shook his head.
He walked over to the bed and sat down on the edge. “How are you?”
Xin Lan nodded. “Better. How long did I sleep?”
“Just a while.” Jinde smiled and Xin Lan couldn’t help and smile back.
His Master … truly was too beautiful. The afternoon sun was shining through the window, making his hair gleam as if it gave off light on his own. He really … wanted to reach out and bury his fingers in Jinde’s hair. Maybe his gaze had been too intense but Jinde smiled and leaned forward, shortening the distance between them.
“Let me take a look at the injury.” He reached out and his fingers curled around the edge of Xin Lan’s belt, opening it slowly. Continue reading
Leng Jin Yu refrained from commenting. Whether he was proud or not of this son from his previous life … It really was hard to say. Suspecting him of seducing his lover. Almost killing him. Twice. And this ‘father and son relationship’ was only ever brought up when he was in trouble or needed a favor. Well, the latter might have been rather typical in a relationship that involved someone as capricious as the dragon king.
He sighed. Actually, this was something that didn’t even need to be considered. He didn’t remember his previous life and in this life, he wasn’t close enough to Longjun to actually regard him as his son.
Ah, even thinking of having children … Although he wouldn’t mind it. Jinde liked children. If they were in the situation from back then with a child that one of them had with somebody else, then he wouldn’t mind raising it. He had lived so long in the mortal realm, he should be able to do this much, shouldn’t he? Continue reading