The Arch-Enemy Must Not Become a Wife

Chapter 249: Chapter 140: Are You Missing Women?

As always, in the dreamscape, Chu Xuan lay his head on Ming Yu’s lap, squinting contently, letting her deal with his wounds.

At this moment, he was bare-chested, his body covered in fragments of sword wounds, each one entangled with Sword Qi, preventing easy healing.

The woman looked indifferent, "How did you end up this injured?"

As she spoke, her fingertips released streams of Spiritual Qi, precisely dispelling the Sword Qi within the wounds.

"A crazy woman did it, she’s outright insane!" Chu Xuan mentioned her, his tone filled with grievance.

"One day, I’m going to capture her and teach her a lesson, make her kneel and call me ’Master’... Ah!" Chu Xuan cried out, as blood flowed from a wound on his left shoulder.

Evidently, someone had "accidentally" made a mistake while treating the wound. freewēbnoveℓ.com

"Are you sure you didn’t do that on purpose?" Chu Xuan opened his eyes and asked helplessly.

Ming Yu’s expression didn’t change, she merely helped with the bleeding spot and continued to ask, "If you’re injured, why come to me?"

"Of course, it’s an excuse to see you. After all, I finally found your place, with you in the Northern Territory, so I used the excuse to come over."

"Aren’t you afraid your injuries will worsen?" She asked again.

"I’m not afraid, I know my limits. If you refused to see me, I’d handle the injuries myself and leave."

After several encounters, Chu Xuan considered himself somewhat familiar with the temperament of this ice-cold beauty.

Just the last time he painstakingly found her abode, that slightly surprised look on her face was truly adorable.

It was during that encounter that they officially exchanged names, as Ming Yu mentioned, someday Chu Xuan would come before her and reveal his name.

Hence, this woman’s wish was fulfilled, and her treatment towards him improved somewhat.

Like today while helping with his injuries, when Chu Xuan said he wanted to rest his head on her lap, she agreed without hesitation.

Chu Xuan couldn’t tell if she was simply naive or genuinely had feelings for him that allowed such intimacy.

It’s noteworthy that as their exchanges increased, Ming Yu seemed to have diligently "rehabilitated" her language abilities, her speech was no longer stilted, even long sentences were spoken fluently.

"Speaking of which, if I really were to leave without looking back, you’d sulk internally, wouldn’t you?" Chu Xuan joked.

"No," Ming Yu said indifferently, "because normally, I wouldn’t ignore you."

"What about in special circumstances? Like if I flirted with you, you’d be angry and deliberately avoid me."

"I wouldn’t be angry because of you, you’re overestimating yourself."

Chu Xuan didn’t believe her, "Then why did you deliberately slip up earlier?"

Ming Yu furrowed her brow, paused in silence before saying, "I don’t like this kind of topic."

"Alright then," Chu Xuan didn’t press the issue, "so, no matter how I tease you, you won’t get angry, right?"

Ming Yu’s face remained unchanged, with an air of "come at me, if I react, I lose."

So, Chu Xuan was intrigued, he sat up and leaned in close to Ming Yu’s ear.

He could see she was prepared, no matter how vulgar his words were, she’d endure them for now, and wouldn’t admit defeat.

So, Chu Xuan whispered, "Last time you asked why I came to see you, I just smiled without speaking."

"Now I can tell you, I want to melt your coldness and pride, to see your smile, to bring out your tenderness for me alone..."

Ming Yu’s expression didn’t change, but the tips of her ears grew a bit red.

Chu Xuan wanted to nip her, but she dodged, and he couldn’t get her.

So he laughed and lay back down.

"You’re dreaming," Ming Yu said coldly.

"Just consider it a dream then," Chu Xuan adjusted his position contently, "Oh, by the way, your legs are so soft, ah!"

He cried out again, though this time he didn’t bleed, it still hurt, "Didn’t you say you weren’t angry?"

"I’m not angry." Ming Yu replied expressionlessly.

Chu Xuan, both laughing and crying, said, "Are you playing the tsundere game, Sister? That’s not how..."

Ming Yu looked puzzled, "Why are you calling me Sister? What do tsun and dere mean?"

"Calling you Sister doesn’t mean I want to be your little brother, it’s just a nickname, kind of teasing," Chu Xuan explained earnestly to the beauty unfamiliar with worldly matters.

"As for tsundere, it specifically refers to a type of woman who, to hide her own shyness, intentionally puts on a strong, proud attitude and has contradictory words and actions."

"I’m not shy, nor am I bashful," Ming Yu replied calmly.

"I know, so yours isn’t called tsundere, but there’s still some contradiction; isn’t saying your legs are soft a compliment?"

Suddenly, Ming Yu covered Chu Xuan’s mouth with her hand, speaking in a tone devoid of emotion, "Alright, stop talking, you annoying fellow."

There was a hint of amusement in Chu Xuan’s eyes, teasing her was just too much fun.

He kissed the palm of her hand, and she immediately withdrew it as though electrically shocked, a slightly annoyed expression on her face, "If you mess around again, I’ll kick you out."

Chu Xuan then said, "Alright, alright, I won’t move or speak, you continue."

Seeing him closing his eyes again, Ming Yu continued helping him with healing the wounds.

Silently, Chu Xuan practiced his Cultivation Technique, absorbing large amounts of Spiritual Qi like rivers converging into the sea, speeding up the healing of the cleansed wounds, even showing signs of decomposing the remaining Sword Qi and Spiritual Qi.