The Demon Venerable Is Delicate and Charming (GL) Chapter 65

This time, Li Lingjiang still did not answer her. Yin Wu finally sensed something was wrong. She forcefully dragged Li Lingjiang’s arm up from behind, then lifted her with one hand. Before Li Lingjiang could struggle, Yin Wu smoothly turned her around to face her.
“…Let go.” Li Lingjiang did not look at her. Her hand had no choice but to press against Yin Wu’s shoulder. Only at this moment did she gain some understanding of the young immortal’s strength. Her feet were clearly on solid ground, yet she still did not feel steady.
Yin Wu’s brows were tightly furrowed. Her pupils were dark, showing a rare seriousness. She stared fixedly at Li Lingjiang without blinking, giving off a pressure that made it hard to breathe for no reason.
Li Lingjiang knew that in her current state, if she relaxed even a little, even Yin Wu could easily end her life. She hid back by half a step and lowered her eyes, refusing to meet Yin Wu’s gaze.
The two silently faced each other. Yin Wu slowly moved closer. Her gaze slid inch by inch from Li Lingjiang’s forehead to her lips, as if carrying real force. This subtle contrast made Li Lingjiang resist a little.
“Yin…”
“My Lord.” Yin Wu interrupted directly. “You are unhappy. You do not want to answer me.”
At some point, she had taken out a handkerchief. She wiped away the blood from Li Lingjiang’s nose. “How many times has it bled?”
Li Lingjiang instinctively felt she had fallen into a disadvantage. She pressed her lips together and said nothing.
Yin Wu stopped the bleeding for her, and her expression eased a little. She looked at Li Lingjiang for a while, then gently leaned in and rubbed her face against Li Lingjiang’s neck. “I did not want to refuse you.”
In the past, Yin Wu had not liked Li Lingjiang’s personality much. Li Lingjiang hid everything in her heart. Even when Yin Wu pressed her, she would brush it aside. Every test was an extremely difficult battle.
Yin Wu had never slept deeply. Part of her awareness had stayed on Li Lingjiang. But Li Lingjiang’s movements were very small, and Yin Wu had not guessed she was unwell. Counting carefully, this was probably the third nosebleed.
Only now did Yin Wu realize Li Lingjiang had been uneasy all this time. At this age, a demon had only just entered adulthood. To Yin Wu, Li Lingjiang was even more a child. But other people, even Yin Wu herself, often forgot and instinctively went to Li Lingjiang instead.
Not to mention everything that had happened to her. No wonder one action from Yin Wu could cause a misunderstanding.
Li Lingjiang’s nose was red from the cold. Finally, she raised her eyes and looked directly at Yin Wu. It seemed as if ripples had been struck into them.
“My Lord, it is because you do not know how excessive you were to me.” Yin Wu pressed closer again, forcing Li Lingjiang to bend back, only to be held by her arm.
“What… did I do?” Li Lingjiang’s voice trembled at the end.
Yin Wu countered, “You need to tell me. How many times did it bleed?”
Li Lingjiang was silent for a while. Once again, she tried to push Yin Wu away. In broken words, she said, “I did not…”
“Liar.”
Li Lingjiang froze.
Yin Wu’s tone was very light, carrying a tempting pull. “You are a liar. Every time, you lie to me. That makes me very sad.”
“I am not…”
Yin Wu stopped her again. “Not what? Not fine? Or not lying to me?”
“I lived in the human world for seventy-five years before dying. Now I have been an immortal for a hundred years. My Lord, I am not stupid.”
Li Lingjiang did not want to argue these things with her. After a quiet moment, she still gave in. “Four times.”
“Four times…” It was already four times. Yin Wu had actually failed to notice correctly. It was not hard to imagine how much this person could endure.
Yin Wu’s hand found a place on Li Lingjiang’s spine. She only pressed it with a little force, and Li Lingjiang could not help making a sound. Li Lingjiang grabbed Yin Wu’s robe tightly, unable to bear it.
“Does it hurt badly?” This injury had been left when Yin Wu pushed Li Lingjiang against the wall. When she changed Li Lingjiang’s medicine, she could not see how serious it was because of her own reasons. She had used magic power to treat it bit by bit for a long time, but it would still hurt, not to mention Li Lingjiang’s other split wounds.
Li Lingjiang said nothing in her hoarse voice. She rested her head on Yin Wu’s shoulder and only closed her eyes after a long while. “It hurts.”
“My Lord, do you not believe me?” Yin Wu lifted her sideways and restored their previous posture.
“You still have not answered me.” Li Lingjiang’s arms bent between them. The more they spent time together, the more forcefulness showed in Yin Wu’s bones. But Li Lingjiang did not feel violated. Yin Wu always grasped that line very easily.
Yin Wu laughed lowly. She restrained her expression a little, and only then did her gaze fall again on Li Lingjiang’s lips. She stuffed the handkerchief into Li Lingjiang’s hand and lowered her head, keeping a small distance between them. “My Lord.”
This call was almost spoken on a breath. Li Lingjiang trembled almost invisibly. Her body gradually warmed again.
She answered, “Mm.”
Yin Wu paused for a long time before speaking with a lifted ending. “Do you know… how you kissed me?”
Li Lingjiang was stunned by her words. “What?”
“You pressed me to the ground and kissed me. It was the first time I knew you were so strong, My Lord. No matter what I did, I could not break free. You even bit my mouth. It broke.” The more Yin Wu spoke, the more wronged she sounded. Her eyes looked sincerely at Li Lingjiang, and neither her tone nor expression seemed fake.
Li Lingjiang still did not react. She even frowned. “That is impossible…”
“How is it impossible?” Yin Wu leaned down farther, almost pressing against Li Lingjiang. Her breath brushed across Li Lingjiang’s face. “Look and see whether it is true.”
Her gaze locked straight with Li Lingjiang’s eyes. “Some books record that when demons seek pleasure with someone, they leave a mark. Do you want to check whether there is one? That would prove I am not lying.”
When Li Lingjiang heard the words “seek pleasure,” her whole back felt as if electricity had crawled over it. Because of their posture, her hand was pressed close between them. She easily saw the place Yin Wu mentioned: the wound on her lower lip.
It clearly looked bitten.
And bitten by her.
The aura of the demon lion slowly appeared, telling her this was real.
Li Lingjiang swallowed slowly. Her earlobes reddened without her noticing. The fur collar buried most of her face, and she even shrank farther into it, almost leaving only her eyes visible.
“Yin Wu, I do not remember.” She stretched out both hands and placed them on Yin Wu’s shoulders to push her away. Before she could use strength, her waist and abdomen were lifted.
Yin Wu said, “I know. That is why I did not want to say it. After all…”
She looked bitter. “This was my first time kissing someone, and I did not know whether you would hate it.”
Li Lingjiang had no memory of that part, so how could she know her own emotions then? But hearing it now, she did not hate it. What she felt more was a kind of embarrassment rarely found in her life so far.
Not because she had kissed Yin Wu, but simply because she had bitten and hurt her. Guilt and embarrassment.
“I… do not hate it. I should be the one caring about your thoughts. I am sorry. At that time, I was completely out of control.” Li Lingjiang looked at her with apology, then moved her gaze away after a moment.
Yin Wu laughed again. She did not state her position. Instead, she bent a finger and seemed to accidentally brush her own lips. She said, “Are you still angry?”
Perhaps it was an illusion, but Li Lingjiang could feel the hand around her waist rub up and down, neither lightly nor heavily. Her wound ached and swelled, making her shift a little unnaturally. “I was not angry.”
Yin Wu sat with Li Lingjiang on her legs and felt the other woman’s movement clearly. She half narrowed her eyes and still looked straight at Li Lingjiang, only loosening her hold a little. “Then what was it?”
Li Lingjiang lowered her eyes. Her hand was held in Yin Wu’s. She looked at it for a long time, and Yin Wu did not rush her. Only after a long while did Li Lingjiang say, “It was my tiny, insignificant pride.”
The mist on No-Return Mountain had cleared. Yin Wu held the sleeping Li Lingjiang and stared into space. Li Lingjiang’s answer left Yin Wu unable to respond for a long time. Only when Li Lingjiang developed a fever in the second half of the night did they move to another topic.
Li Lingjiang had no energy to speak. Her injuries were far more serious than they seemed. For a time, her high fever would not fall. Yin Wu did not dare pour in too much magic power, afraid Li Lingjiang’s body could not bear it.
She lowered her eyes to Li Lingjiang’s flushed face and carefully wiped away the fine sweat with a handkerchief.
Yin Wu had heard Li Lingjiang’s low murmur. At the time, she had only found it a little funny. To her, it seemed only like Li Lingjiang feeling low by herself. But when she truly saw Li Lingjiang’s eyes, she immediately threw away that thought.
So there really were people whose eyes softened into a pool of water when they were sad, striking straight at the heart.
Li Lingjiang rarely showed such an expression. In truth, nothing much had changed, but Yin Wu could still feel the hidden weariness and sadness in her. Only then did Yin Wu wake with a start. Who was this person? She was not a god receiving incense offerings. She carried the demon clan with a sickly body, and when she was no longer useful, others tossed her away at will.
Yet Yin Wu had never heard Li Lingjiang complain once. Perhaps she had hated it long ago, but she still forced herself to digest reality. So when Shuang Zixing came looking for her, she still agreed.
Maybe Li Lingjiang had long ago decided how to end this life.
Yin Wu suddenly stopped thinking further. Rich magic power rose in her hand. She fused it with a little essence blood she had taken from the black dragon. Under the heat of flame, it changed several times and became a small pill.
She looked at it in her palm for a while. Still uneasy, she took blood from her fingertip and smeared it over the pill. She wiped the extra blood on Li Lingjiang’s lips. The cool touch was very unfamiliar, yet not completely strange.
Yin Wu pushed the medicine into Li Lingjiang’s mouth and called softly, “My Lord, wake up.”
Li Lingjiang was sleeping very deeply. Her forehead was burning hot, and her gaze was damp and softened. She turned her head toward Yin Wu and tried to answer. “Mm?”
“Take the medicine, all right?” Yin Wu coaxed her, voice very light.
Li Lingjiang could not hear the whole sentence clearly and vaguely objected, “No.”
Seeing that Li Lingjiang had been burned muddled by fever, Yin Wu simply acted directly. She gripped Li Lingjiang’s jaw and opened it quite a bit. The tip of Li Lingjiang’s tongue appeared faintly in her sight. Yin Wu’s fingertip pushed from beneath the jaw toward the throat, making Li Lingjiang swallow by instinct.
Li Lingjiang did not like this feeling. She curled her legs. Her calf and inner thigh hooked over Yin Wu like a cat. She gave a light hum, then fell back into a heavy sleep.
In a place of bitter cold, no one knew who first melted under the blazing sun.