I got pregnant after practicing Ruthless Way

Lin Jianxue looked detached, obviously out of tune with the surrounding atmosphere, Guanshi Li froze for a moment, wondering if he should step forward to explain.

Lin Jianxue reached out to pick up the flower balls on the table, glanced at the surrounding crowd, and vaguely understood something: "Is this... playing some kind of game?"

"Mr. Li Han," Fang Ruan turned around a few meters away, his eyes lit up after seeing him, and he smiled, "It actually landed on your side."

Fang Hua, who was standing next to Fang Ruan, walked over and said to Lin Jianxue, "Li Han, the flower ball is in your hands. According to the rules of the game, you have to choose the one between answering questions and drinking."

"..." Lin Jianxue was silent for two seconds. He didn't want to participate in this kind of game, but he still didn't refuse Fang Ruan's expectant gaze.

But answering questions and punishing drinking... Naturally, I chose to answer questions. After all, I have practiced Ruthless Tao for many years. Although Taoism does not restrict drinking, I rarely touch it on weekdays. Not only am I not used to drinking, I even don’t know how much I drink .

He calmly said: "Then choose to answer the question."

Unexpectedly, Fang Hua shook his head at him, and said with a smile: "No, no, you can't choose this way, you have to draw a lot."

Then he waved a disciple to walk in front of Lin Jianxue, who was holding a square plate covered with two identical brown wooden plaques.

Lin Jianxue stared at the two wooden cards, hesitated for a while, stretched out her hand and picked it up lightly, and the wooden card on the right flipped open, revealing the words engraved on it:

[Three cups of fine wine]

The surrounding atmosphere suddenly became turbulent, Lin Jianxue raised her eyebrows unobtrusively, and suddenly felt a little headache.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect to see you drinking again, it's so rare!" Fang Hua said with a smile, waved someone to serve three glasses of wine, and brought them to Lin Jianxue.

Lin Jianxue pursed her thin lips tightly, and when she was about to reach out to pick up the cup, a familiar voice sounded beside her:

"I'll drink it for Master."

He turned his head to look, and Gu Xingyuan stood aside, looking down at him, and said in a voice that could only be heard by two people: "Master is not used to drinking this, let the apprentice do it for you."

As he said that, he was going to get the cup, but Lin Jianxue stopped him with one hand: "No, I'll do it."

"Hahaha Li Han, you are too considerate as an apprentice." Fang Hua glanced at Gu Xingyuan and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I know you are not good at drinking, so I specially asked someone to change you to a kind of sweet-scented osmanthus wine. Not very intoxicating."

Lin Jianxue lowered her eyes, her slender eyelashes trembling slightly: "Thank you, Senior Sect Leader."

He raised his hand to pick up the cup, and the cuffs fell with the movement, revealing a white wrist.

The faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus spread in the air, and the taste of the wine was very light. It seemed that it was a kind of wine that was not very intoxicating as the master said.

Lin Jianxue raised his chin slightly, and his neck pulled out a graceful arc with the movement. He drank three glasses in a row, and when he put down the glass, the corners of his soft lips still had a slight gleam of water.

"Okay!" Fang Hua looked at him with satisfaction, smiled and said a few more words, and then asked people to continue passing the flower ball.

Everyone looked away from him, Lin Jianxue returned to his seat, and as soon as he sat down, the people beside him came up.

"Master, how do you feel?" The arm was held by someone, and the other person seemed to be very close, and when he spoke, his warm breath almost brushed the side of his face.

Lin Jianxue subtly moved away for a few minutes, then turned her head to look at the other party, and said calmly, "I'm fine."

His eyes are clear, his face is always cold, only a thin layer of bright red is glowing on the white skin of the ears.

Gu Xingyuan hesitated for a moment, and seemed uneasy: "Are you really all right?"

Lin Jianxue nodded, "Yes."

The two looked at each other for two seconds, Gu Xingyuan hesitated and let go of each other.

The surrounding atmosphere continued to be lively, and the flower ball seemed to have been passed to someone several times, and everyone laughed and laughed, very lively.The two of them had a radius of two feet and still no one dared to approach them, forming two extremes in the hall.

After Lin Jianxue sat down, the food in front of him didn't move again. He propped his chin with one hand, just quietly looked at an unknown place in front of him, and didn't move.

"Master?" Gu Xingyuan looked sideways for a long time, and couldn't help but ask.

Lin Jianxue ignored him.

Gu Xingyuan frowned, stretched out his hand to grab the other's wrist, and called again: "Master?"

Lin Jianxue's wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone, and she turned her head slightly bluntly, her cold eyes were half closed, showing a bit of confusion and tiredness, her slightly curled eye feathers trembled slightly, like a light butterfly momentarily fell down.

"...It's Xingyuan." He murmured in a low voice.

Immediately, his eyes closed, and the whole person followed the hand being pulled, and fell upside down with an unsteady center of gravity.

Gu Xingyuan's pupils shrank slightly, and his hands subconsciously caught the other's soft and thin body. The temperature of the skin was transmitted through the thin material, as if it was about to melt his fingertips, and his breath was full of that cool breath, with an innocent and Intoxicating taste.

His thoughts froze for a moment, and he came back to his senses after a few seconds, looking down at the person in his arms.

Lin Jianxue breathed smoothly, her sleeping face was defenseless, as if she trusted the person beside her extremely.The thin and soft lips opened and closed slightly, so close that they could be touched by lowering their heads.

Gu Xingyuan's jaw line tightened, and he forced himself to look away.He picked up the person in his arms and was about to leave when Fang Hua's voice came from not far behind: "Are you...?"

Gu Xingyuan paused, then turned around to Fang Hua and said, "Master is drunk, I'll take him down to rest."

Fang Hua was stunned for a moment, a subtle look flashed across his face, and then he smiled slightly: "I know that Li Han is too strong to drink, but I didn't expect that sweet-scented osmanthus wine could make him drunk... I'll have someone take you to the resting room in the backyard Come on, it's clearer there."

Immediately, he summoned two disciples, led them out of the main hall, and walked all the way to a clean room.

Gu Xingyuan gently put the person in his arms on the couch, and let out a breath slowly.

Lin Jianxue's reaction to drunkenness seemed to be greater than that of ordinary people, and her body temperature was also slightly higher.His face still looked like he was asleep, only the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and his breathing was long and hot.

"How could it be so hot..." Gu Xingyuan rubbed his fingertips against the side of Lin Jianxue's face, his light golden eyes sank.

He turned his head and said to the two leading disciples behind him: "Go get a basin of warm water, and then make a bowl of hangover soup."

"Ah? Oh... okay." The two disciples were stunned for a moment, and hurriedly responded and went out.

Sitting in front of the couch, Gu Xingyuan stretched out his hand to hold Lin Jianxue's exposed wrist. His hand was delicate and soft, and he rubbed his fingertips. He didn't speak for a long time.

After a while, he slid from the wrist to between the fingers, separated the opponent's fingers one by one, and clasped the fingers interlaced.

"Master..." He murmured softly, as if he was afraid of waking him up too loudly.

Lin Jianxue fell asleep the whole time, and after a long time, probably because his drunkenness subsided a little, his eyelashes trembled, and his eyes opened a crack in a daze.

"Master, are you awake? How do you feel?" Gu Xingyuan clasped his hands tightly and asked in a low voice.

Lin Jianxue half closed her eyes, stared at him for a few seconds as if she didn't know him, and then uttered a word softly: "Sleepy."

Then he closed his eyes again.

"..." Gu Xingyuan paused, reached out to touch Lin Jianxue's forehead, and his heart sank immediately.The temperature of the opponent's body not only did not drop, but also increased.

...It's just drunk, how could it be like this?

Gu Xingyuan squinted his eyes, and suddenly a little disciple's voice sounded behind him: "Brother! Hot, hot water is here!"

"Why so slow." Gu Xingyuan said casually, got up and walked over, and was about to take the basin of water when he suddenly felt something was wrong.

This pot of hot water can be described as boiling water, the tentacles are scalding hot, and it is impossible to use it to wipe your face.Gu Xingyuan stared at the obedient disciple in front of him, his face darkened, and just about to speak, he heard another voice from the door: "Senior brother! Sober soup is here!"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a cry of surprise, the disciple tripped over the threshold, the soup bowl in his hand fell to the ground and shattered, splashed with hot soup, his eyes turned red immediately.

"I, I..." The disciple who fell to the ground panicked, looked up at Gu Xingyuan, and suddenly trembled, unable to utter a word.

"Trash." Gu Xingyuan's eyes were dark and gloomy, his thin lips parted slightly, and he said coldly, "Get out."

The two disciples didn't dare to raise their heads, and retreated scramblingly.

Gu Xingyuan took a deep breath, calmed his breath, walked to Lin Jianxue's couch, stretched out his hand and gently smoothed the other's messy hair, and said in a low voice: "Master, I'm sorry, just wait a little longer, I'll be right back."

After finishing speaking, he looked at it like a nostalgia for a few seconds, then withdrew his hand, turned and walked out the door.

The room suddenly fell silent, only weak and even breathing could be heard in the air.

Outside the door, a person walked in silently from the shadows, walked straight to the bed and stopped.He looked at the sleeping person on the couch without saying a word, his back was tense, and a thin and sharp dagger was tightly held in his hanging hand.

He was silent for a moment, then raised the dagger, and the fingers holding the handle of the knife were so hard that they turned white.

The cold and sharp sword touched Lin Jianxue's chest, and the hoarse voice dissipated in the air: "...I'm sorry."