Chapter 337 – Each Other’s Futures (1/2)
Li Qingshan was surprised. Although he was a disciple of the school of Novels, his primary route was still the school of the Military’s simultaneous cultivation of qi and body. There was probably no better master for him within all of the Ruyi commandery than Han Anguo.
The effects of possessing a good master were as clear as day. For example, he might be able to obtain the second half of the Arts of the Boundless Ocean from a good master’s mere order. Cultivation could only be transformed into authority and influence over time after all.
From this perspective, Gu Yanying might have been even better. As the daughter of the Hawk God, she had a limitless future ahead of her, but Li Qingshan was not stupid enough to mention another woman in front of Han Qiongzhi.
And, no matter when, he would never be willing to lower his head before a woman. Others might have to grovel and compromise for a woman that they liked, but he insisted on holding his head up high for that woman to see.
While Han Qiongzhi’s words seemed nonchalant, she had her intentions. It seemed to hint that if he became the son-in-law of the Han family, he would basically be able to join the influential clan of the Han family and borrow their strength.
He could not help but admit that this was a little tempting! And, Li Qingshan was rather moved by this too. No matter what, when a woman considered for you, it was something worth being happy over.
“Thank you!”
“What’re you thanking me for? I’m just saying. I’m not going to introduce you to him. If you want to take this path, you’d better go plead with my father yourself!” Han Qiongzhi’s face became even redder under the lamp. I, Han Qiongzhi, still haven’t reached the point where I need to use my family to interest a man. Pah, why am I trying to interest him? What’s so impressive about him anyway?
Though, he did have a valiance of doing whatever he wanted that the people of the Han family lacked, and he was more determined and self-disciplined than those disciples of legalism. He did not take her stubbornness too seriously, and when it mattered, he had stood up for her, confronting death fearlessly…
For a moment, she was filled with mixed emotions, losing her usual casualness and nonchalant attitude. However, he remained quiet about all this, which made her tempted to grab him by the neck and get to the bottom of what he was thinking.
Li Qingshan was not a love sage of infatuation, but he still knew that a lone man and woman spending time together and talking to one another at night would not be that simple.
A beauty under the lamplight gave off quite the charm. He had never been someone who was overly cautious. If he was interested, he would do whatever he wanted to. He grabbed Han Qiongzhi’s hands and said gently, “Senior sister Han!”
Li Qingshan joked inside, I just think I’m getting a little ahead of myself when I haven’t even reached the ninth layer yet.
Both of them had only treated what they said back then as a joke, but they had never thought there would be a moment when it would come true.
Han Qiongzhi bit her lip and shot a glance at him, but she felt extremely happy inside. She had never been particularly good at concealing her thoughts, so this delight was naturally given away by her expression.
Li Qingshan went even further now. He conveniently wrapped his arm around her waist, and their shadows projected onto the wall by the lamplight merged together.
Their postures were similar to when Li Qingshan had forcefully pulled her in and uttered those brave words in the Parlour of Clouds and Rain, but their mental state differed vastly now.
Just like last time, Han Qiongzhi broke free and called out, “If you have something to say, then say it! What’re you touching me for!?” However, she was not irritated at all. She was just completely flushed.
“I- I’ll be taking my leave first!” Han Qiongzhi rushed away in a hurry.
Li Qingshan laid on the bamboo floor with his hands cushioning his head. He smiled as he shook his head. “Interesting!” Perhaps before long, there would be someone to warm his blankets in this humble abode of his.
Snow fell outside the window. Looking at the pitch-black sky, he thought of the black ox again. He could never forget about his original benefactor. If it were not for the black ox’s assistance, how could he reach such a distant world and make a beauty like her fall in love with him?