Adoptive Father: C06-2

Chapter 6.2: Growing Pains

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_{Han Xiling couldn’t help but chuckle at the suggestion. Did he seriously run out here as a Youmiao student to find someone from Qingmiao? He’s a bold one, isn’t he?}
After that night, Han Xiling noticed Han Jiangxue seemed to be avoiding him. Whether it was intentional or not was unknown.

Han Xiling couldn’t help but chuckle at the suggestion. Did he seriously run out here as a Youmiao student to find someone from Qingmiao? He’s a bold one, isn’t he?

_{The sun was high when they both left the room, the hour a bit past nine.}[That boy then fell back weakly on the bed and Han Xiling captured his lips with his own, his tongue searching eagerly as it became further entwined with the youth. With hands that slid towards the chеst beneath him, and no effort made on Han Xiling’s part to conceal the dеsire pressed so hаrd against Mo Yixiao that made it clear that there was no escape, the two bodies entangled with the other in heated passion, as if they were coalesced into one being…]

The sun was high when they both left the room, the hour a bit past nine.

_{“Aren't you worried that you’ll be punished for coming out here?” Han Xiling asked with a chuckle.}In the end, the whip was thrown across the floor with a clatter, and on the seat of the main hall, Han Jiangxue’s lonely form collapsed.

“Aren't you worried that you’ll be punished for coming out here?” Han Xiling asked with a chuckle.

_{Once that man lifted his head, the two stared at each other for a good while.}“You don’t need to come looking for me, you know,” Han Xiling kept filling the void with his words. “I can take care of myself.”

Once that man lifted his head, the two stared at each other for a good while.

_{“Get up.” Han Xiling ignored the confession and left the bed to find his scattered clothes, not even sparing the boy a glance. “We’re friends—good friends.” That’s right. We are friends. Just friends and not a thing more.}
But although Han Jiangxue was always busy, he still made time for them to have breakfast together. Though, there were times while they ate that man would look at him while deep in thought before swiftly avoiding his gaze.

“Get up.” Han Xiling ignored the confession and left the bed to find his scattered clothes, not even sparing the boy a glance. “We’re friends—good friends.” That’s right. We are friends. Just friends and not a thing more.

_{“Aren't you worried that you’ll be punished for coming out here?” Han Xiling asked with a chuckle.}Han Xiling started trembling in his embrace. Seeing this reaction, Han Jiangxue gently patted his back.

“Aren't you worried that you’ll be punished for coming out here?” Han Xiling asked with a chuckle.

_{Mo Yixiao was just as lost in the forest of dеsire as Han Xiling. Like a busy little bee, he plucked, sυcked, and teased everything in that field of blooming flowers, not a single one managed to not catch his eye.}“I came to meet you!” Mo Yixiao replied with a beaming grim.

Mo Yixiao was just as lost in the forest of dеsire as Han Xiling. Like a busy little bee, he plucked, sυcked, and teased everything in that field of blooming flowers, not a single one managed to not catch his eye.

_{“I came to meet you!” Mo Yixiao replied with a beaming grim.}
Eyes that were once as clear as a mountain spring had now slowly grown clouded.

“I came to meet you!” Mo Yixiao replied with a beaming grim.

_{Not a word was spoken by that man even as he mounted his horse. As always, when he was incredibly mad, one could tell by his prolonged silence.}“Aren't you worried that you’ll be punished for coming out here?” Han Xiling asked with a chuckle.

Not a word was spoken by that man even as he mounted his horse. As always, when he was incredibly mad, one could tell by his prolonged silence.

_{But Han Xiling still stood upright, stubbornly refusing to kneel.}“Xiling…” Mo Yixiao’s eyes displayed a bit of panic, causing the dazed Han Xiling to not help but lift his head to press the youth’s eyelids with a pair of gentle kisses.

But Han Xiling still stood upright, stubbornly refusing to kneel.

_{Whether it be the young man’s personable nature or his background being similar to his own, Han Xiling felt a certain fondness towards Mo Yixiao in that moment.}[That boy then fell back weakly on the bed and Han Xiling captured his lips with his own, his tongue searching eagerly as it became further entwined with the youth. With hands that slid towards the chеst beneath him, and no effort made on Han Xiling’s part to conceal the dеsire pressed so hаrd against Mo Yixiao that made it clear that there was no escape, the two bodies entangled with the other in heated passion, as if they were coalesced into one being…]

Whether it be the young man’s personable nature or his background being similar to his own, Han Xiling felt a certain fondness towards Mo Yixiao in that moment.

_{The anger in his tone was distinct.}That youth attacked and Han Xiling defended.

The anger in his tone was distinct.

_{Eyes that were once as clear as a mountain spring had now slowly grown clouded.}
That long muddled relation of theirs that was so since its beginnings was even more entangled at this time, so much so, it was impossible to unwind.

Eyes that were once as clear as a mountain spring had now slowly grown clouded.

_{“You are…” Han Xiling looked at the other youth with a cоcked brow.}Han Xiling couldn’t help but chuckle at the suggestion. Did he seriously run out here as a Youmiao student to find someone from Qingmiao? He’s a bold one, isn’t he?

“You are…” Han Xiling looked at the other youth with a cоcked brow.

_{“Xiling, I like you,” despite being stunned by the other's actions, Mo Yixiao sputtered out.}Rising, Han Jiangxue made his way behind Han Xiling before aiming a swift kick to the back of his knees.

“Xiling, I like you,” despite being stunned by the other's actions, Mo Yixiao sputtered out.

_{Han Xiling couldn’t help but drop his head once more, which seemed to fall even lower as not even his anger was allowed to swell.}He and Mo Yixiao were together with three girls.

Han Xiling couldn’t help but drop his head once more, which seemed to fall even lower as not even his anger was allowed to swell.

_N/A
Thus, in his eighteenth year, Han Xiling’s rebellious teenage years had begun. The more that man ignored his presence, the deeper he sunk into all things debauched.

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_{Mo Yixiao stood beside Han Xiling throughout this encounter. Gripping that deflated youth’s hand, his own lips were pursed until they a;llmost turned blue, unknowing of whether it was due to anxiety or anger.}“Also, the girls at this Rose Garden aren’t the best nor are the accommodations here comfortable. It’d be best to walk fifty or so metres up the road to find a better brothel if you plan on living like this. The ladies there are all undeniable beauties, in addition, they also have men to provide such services.”

Mo Yixiao stood beside Han Xiling throughout this encounter. Gripping that deflated youth’s hand, his own lips were pursed until they a;llmost turned blue, unknowing of whether it was due to anxiety or anger.

_{“I want you!” Han Xiling replied with a shout. “I only want you.”}The sun was high when they both left the room, the hour a bit past nine.

“I want you!” Han Xiling replied with a shout. “I only want you.”

_{Having been discovered by that man in a brothel of all places, embarrassment made Han Xiling unable to look him straight in the eyes; his gaze soon dropping to the floor.}
The first step into that pit came with Mo Yixiao’s arrival. Three days after the competition at the Xuanyuan Sect had ended, days he spent at the Xuanyuan mansion doing nothing but playing chess with Diandian, that youth from Youmiao Academy had come to find him.

Having been discovered by that man in a brothel of all places, embarrassment made Han Xiling unable to look him straight in the eyes; his gaze soon dropping to the floor.

_{Mo Yixiao stared at Han Xiling earnestly but released his hold upon gaining no reaction. Turning away, he made his way down the opposite end of the street.}Once that man lifted his head, the two stared at each other for a good while.

Mo Yixiao stared at Han Xiling earnestly but released his hold upon gaining no reaction. Turning away, he made his way down the opposite end of the street.

_{“But no one actually believes this!” Han Xiling countered. “They already think we’re up to no good. Why do you refuse to get married, then? Wasn’t it you who said you’d seduce me? Why did you adopt me, then? Why?”}“You don’t need to come looking for me, you know,” Han Xiling kept filling the void with his words. “I can take care of myself.”

“But no one actually believes this!” Han Xiling countered. “They already think we’re up to no good. Why do you refuse to get married, then? Wasn’t it you who said you’d seduce me? Why did you adopt me, then? Why?”

_{Han Jiangxue stared at Han Xiling in shock. “We’re father and son, you need to understand this,” he couldn’t help but urge.}A short while passed before another presence entered that bedroom. Walking over to the bed, Han Jiangxue took Han Xiling into his arms.

Han Jiangxue stared at Han Xiling in shock. “We’re father and son, you need to understand this,” he couldn’t help but urge.

_{After that night, Han Xiling noticed Han Jiangxue seemed to be avoiding him. Whether it was intentional or not was unknown.}[The slight blush spreаding over Mo Yixiao’s fair skin that made him take the other in his arms simply because it was something he often saw on Han Jiangxue.]

After that night, Han Xiling noticed Han Jiangxue seemed to be avoiding him. Whether it was intentional or not was unknown.

_{His chaotic questions were a reflection of his own muddled thoughts. Hearing him, Han Jiangxue thought carefully for a while before replying, “You’ll understand once you’ve experienced life yourself.”}
The night he left the Xuanyuan residence after a game of chess, Han Xiling found a figure waiting at the doorstep of the Han residence. Standing upright, with his back rаmrod straight, the youth biting the hell out of his lips, upon seeing Han Xiling riding over, had his eyes practically begin to sparkle.

His chaotic questions were a reflection of his own muddled thoughts. Hearing him, Han Jiangxue thought carefully for a while before replying, “You’ll understand once you’ve experienced life yourself.”

_{“Really?” Han Jiangxue broke his silence with a sneer. “You think you can with just those bits of silver in your pocket?”}Han Xiling found himself constantly thinking of that man, to the point even he realised it was not a good thing. Thus, one night, while the new pair of friends had found themselves at The Rose Garden, and while in an inebriated state, Han Xiling found him indulging in the pleasure of that once unfulfilled carnal dеsire. From then on, he was ensnared by such games and found himself enraptured by the thrill of those revelrous nights.

“Really?” Han Jiangxue broke his silence with a sneer. “You think you can with just those bits of silver in your pocket?”

_{That youth aimed to break through Han Xiling’s defense, and was constantly surprised at the depth of those hаrd-won skills. What’s more, such a challenge brought him an incomparable sense of excitement, urging him to wear himself out sparring with Han Xiling every day.}Mo Yixiao stared at Han Xiling earnestly but released his hold upon gaining no reaction. Turning away, he made his way down the opposite end of the street.

That youth aimed to break through Han Xiling’s defense, and was constantly surprised at the depth of those hаrd-won skills. What’s more, such a challenge brought him an incomparable sense of excitement, urging him to wear himself out sparring with Han Xiling every day.

_{That youth aimed to break through Han Xiling’s defense, and was constantly surprised at the depth of those hаrd-won skills. What’s more, such a challenge brought him an incomparable sense of excitement, urging him to wear himself out sparring with Han Xiling every day.}“I want you!” Han Xiling replied with a shout. “I only want you.”

_{“Go back,” Han Xiling gritted. “Go back to Youmiao at once!”}
“Hello!” the person greeted with gusto.

“Go back,” Han Xiling gritted. “Go back to Youmiao at once!”

_{Whether it be the young man’s personable nature or his background being similar to his own, Han Xiling felt a certain fondness towards Mo Yixiao in that moment.}Not a word was spoken on the journey back home. Once inside, Han Jiangxue walked in behind Han Xiling, not taking his eyes off the youth as he reached back to lock the door.

Whether it be the young man’s personable nature or his background being similar to his own, Han Xiling felt a certain fondness towards Mo Yixiao in that moment.

_☆☆☆There’s nowhere to hide.

☆☆☆

_{With a nod of his chin, Han Jiangxue turned to leave and Han Xiling obediently trailed behind him.}“You are…” Han Xiling looked at the other youth with a cоcked brow.

With a nod of his chin, Han Jiangxue turned to leave and Han Xiling obediently trailed behind him.

_{A sharp hum followed by a crack soon collided on Han Xiling’s back, bringing with it a searing pain.}
“You are…” Han Xiling looked at the other youth with a cоcked brow.

A sharp hum followed by a crack soon collided on Han Xiling’s back, bringing with it a searing pain.

_{Neatly dressed once more, as Han Xiling descended the stairway, he was met by the sight of Han Jiangxue standing in the hall.}Rising, Han Jiangxue made his way behind Han Xiling before aiming a swift kick to the back of his knees.

Neatly dressed once more, as Han Xiling descended the stairway, he was met by the sight of Han Jiangxue standing in the hall.

_{“Do you want to ruin yourself?”}One morning, as Han Xiling opened his eyes, he discovered Mo Yixiao sleeping in his arms.

“Do you want to ruin yourself?”

_{Han Jiangxue only snorted in return, still denying him a word.}“Does your headmaster punish you often?” Han Xiling couldn't help but ask.

Han Jiangxue only snorted in return, still denying him a word.

_Friend?
“Mo Yixiao! I’m Mo Yixiao. Don’t you remember me?” The flυstered boy’s voice trailed off as he asked.

Friend?

_{Veiled in the glow of the faint morning light peeking into the room, Han Xiling was unable to see the face of the one before him clearly, so taking Mo Yixiao’s hand, he gently lifted those fingers to his lips, again placing a gentle kiss.}Both Uncle and Aunty Wu stood in the yard nervously, neither daring to speak.

Veiled in the glow of the faint morning light peeking into the room, Han Xiling was unable to see the face of the one before him clearly, so taking Mo Yixiao’s hand, he gently lifted those fingers to his lips, again placing a gentle kiss.

“If an adopted son lacks proper teaching, the father is clearly at fault.” Han Jiangxue spat after the stubborn youth collapsed to the floor. “Do you understand what you did wrong?”

_{“That’s good, then.” Han Xiling made his way to the door. “Follow me inside.”}
Han Xiling definitely recalled the handsome boy before him who possessed a rather savage aura. “Why did you come here?”

“That’s good, then.” Han Xiling made his way to the door. “Follow me inside.”

_{After that night, Han Xiling noticed Han Jiangxue seemed to be avoiding him. Whether it was intentional or not was unknown.}Both Uncle and Aunty Wu stood in the yard nervously, neither daring to speak.

After that night, Han Xiling noticed Han Jiangxue seemed to be avoiding him. Whether it was intentional or not was unknown.

_{The anger in his tone was distinct.}“Aren't you worried that you’ll be punished for coming out here?” Han Xiling asked with a chuckle.

The anger in his tone was distinct.

_{Hearing those words, Mo Yixiao stood blankly for a moment, looking clearly hurt.}After that night, Han Xiling noticed Han Jiangxue seemed to be avoiding him. Whether it was intentional or not was unknown.

Hearing those words, Mo Yixiao stood blankly for a moment, looking clearly hurt.

_{In the end, the whip was thrown across the floor with a clatter, and on the seat of the main hall, Han Jiangxue’s lonely form collapsed.}
“I came to meet you!” Mo Yixiao replied with a beaming grim.

In the end, the whip was thrown across the floor with a clatter, and on the seat of the main hall, Han Jiangxue’s lonely form collapsed.

_{Han Xiling couldn’t bear it, however, working up the courage, he spoke. “Why did you come looking for me?”}“Xiling…” Mo Yixiao’s eyes displayed a bit of panic, causing the dazed Han Xiling to not help but lift his head to press the youth’s eyelids with a pair of gentle kisses.

Han Xiling couldn’t bear it, however, working up the courage, he spoke. “Why did you come looking for me?”

_{“It’s fine!” Mo Yixiao lifted his head once more. “I’m used to it!”}“Go back,” Han Xiling gritted. “Go back to Youmiao at once!”

“It’s fine!” Mo Yixiao lifted his head once more. “I’m used to it!”

_{The sun was high when they both left the room, the hour a bit past nine.}There’s nowhere to hide.

The sun was high when they both left the room, the hour a bit past nine.

_{But although Han Jiangxue was always busy, he still made time for them to have breakfast together. Though, there were times while they ate that man would look at him while deep in thought before swiftly avoiding his gaze.}Neatly dressed once more, as Han Xiling descended the stairway, he was met by the sight of Han Jiangxue standing in the hall.

But although Han Jiangxue was always busy, he still made time for them to have breakfast together. Though, there were times while they ate that man would look at him while deep in thought before swiftly avoiding his gaze.

“Also, the girls at this Rose Garden aren’t the best nor are the accommodations here comfortable. It’d be best to walk fifty or so metres up the road to find a better brothel if you plan on living like this. The ladies there are all undeniable beauties, in addition, they also have men to provide such services.”

_{Wrapping his arms behind the one in his arms, Han Xiling trailed kissed along that youth’s hair, ears, and neck before lingering in the hollow of that final place, inhaling the faint fragrance tickling his nose. All the while, those hands once clutching that youth’s waist had begun creeping towards his chеst.}“Also, the girls at this Rose Garden aren’t the best nor are the accommodations here comfortable. It’d be best to walk fifty or so metres up the road to find a better brothel if you plan on living like this. The ladies there are all undeniable beauties, in addition, they also have men to provide such services.”

Wrapping his arms behind the one in his arms, Han Xiling trailed kissed along that youth’s hair, ears, and neck before lingering in the hollow of that final place, inhaling the faint fragrance tickling his nose. All the while, those hands once clutching that youth’s waist had begun creeping towards his chеst.

_{Not a word was spoken on the journey back home. Once inside, Han Jiangxue walked in behind Han Xiling, not taking his eyes off the youth as he reached back to lock the door.}
Seeing Han Xiling near, Mo Yixiao instinctively stepped back in tandem. “Because I’ve admired your sword skills for a very long time,” the youth again cutely bit his lips, “and… because I would like to be your friend.” His head lowered.

Not a word was spoken on the journey back home. Once inside, Han Jiangxue walked in behind Han Xiling, not taking his eyes off the youth as he reached back to lock the door.

_{[That boy then fell back weakly on the bed and Han Xiling captured his lips with his own, his tongue searching eagerly as it became further entwined with the youth. With hands that slid towards the chеst beneath him, and no effort made on Han Xiling’s part to conceal the dеsire pressed so hаrd against Mo Yixiao that made it clear that there was no escape, the two bodies entangled with the other in heated passion, as if they were coalesced into one being…].}Neatly dressed once more, as Han Xiling descended the stairway, he was met by the sight of Han Jiangxue standing in the hall.

[That boy then fell back weakly on the bed and Han Xiling captured his lips with his own, his tongue searching eagerly as it became further entwined with the youth. With hands that slid towards the chеst beneath him, and no effort made on Han Xiling’s part to conceal the dеsire pressed so hаrd against Mo Yixiao that made it clear that there was no escape, the two bodies entangled with the other in heated passion, as if they were coalesced into one being…]

_{Han Xiling definitely recalled the handsome boy before him who possessed a rather savage aura. “Why did you come here?”}A short while passed before another presence entered that bedroom. Walking over to the bed, Han Jiangxue took Han Xiling into his arms.

Han Xiling definitely recalled the handsome boy before him who possessed a rather savage aura. “Why did you come here?”

_{“Do you want to ruin yourself?”}
Friend?

“Do you want to ruin yourself?”

_{Wrapping his arms behind the one in his arms, Han Xiling trailed kissed along that youth’s hair, ears, and neck before lingering in the hollow of that final place, inhaling the faint fragrance tickling his nose. All the while, those hands once clutching that youth’s waist had begun creeping towards his chеst.}Wrapping his arms behind the one in his arms, Han Xiling trailed kissed along that youth’s hair, ears, and neck before lingering in the hollow of that final place, inhaling the faint fragrance tickling his nose. All the while, those hands once clutching that youth’s waist had begun creeping towards his chеst.

_{Mo Yixiao stared at Han Xiling earnestly but released his hold upon gaining no reaction. Turning away, he made his way down the opposite end of the street.}“Is that what you truly want, Han Xiling?”

Mo Yixiao stared at Han Xiling earnestly but released his hold upon gaining no reaction. Turning away, he made his way down the opposite end of the street.

_{“Go back,” Han Xiling gritted. “Go back to Youmiao at once!”}“Get up.” Han Xiling ignored the confession and left the bed to find his scattered clothes, not even sparing the boy a glance. “We’re friends—good friends.” That’s right. We are friends. Just friends and not a thing more.

“Go back,” Han Xiling gritted. “Go back to Youmiao at once!”

_{“I came to meet you!” Mo Yixiao replied with a beaming grim.}“Go back,” Han Xiling gritted. “Go back to Youmiao at once!”

“I came to meet you!” Mo Yixiao replied with a beaming grim.

_{Once that man lifted his head, the two stared at each other for a good while.}
Han Xiling couldn’t help but chuckle at the suggestion. Did he seriously run out here as a Youmiao student to find someone from Qingmiao? He’s a bold one, isn’t he?

Once that man lifted his head, the two stared at each other for a good while.

_{Not a word was spoken on the journey back home. Once inside, Han Jiangxue walked in behind Han Xiling, not taking his eyes off the youth as he reached back to lock the door.}“My headmaster actually loves me the most.” Mo Yixiao's face lit up as he responded, with a clear hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

Not a word was spoken on the journey back home. Once inside, Han Jiangxue walked in behind Han Xiling, not taking his eyes off the youth as he reached back to lock the door.

_{“Is that what you truly want, Han Xiling?”}
“Aren't you worried that you’ll be punished for coming out here?” Han Xiling asked with a chuckle.

“Is that what you truly want, Han Xiling?”

_{The anger in his tone was distinct.}
“It’s fine!” Mo Yixiao lifted his head once more. “I’m used to it!”

The anger in his tone was distinct.

_{Not a word was spoken on the journey back home. Once inside, Han Jiangxue walked in behind Han Xiling, not taking his eyes off the youth as he reached back to lock the door.}The night he left the Xuanyuan residence after a game of chess, Han Xiling found a figure waiting at the doorstep of the Han residence. Standing upright, with his back rаmrod straight, the youth biting the hell out of his lips, upon seeing Han Xiling riding over, had his eyes practically begin to sparkle.

Not a word was spoken on the journey back home. Once inside, Han Jiangxue walked in behind Han Xiling, not taking his eyes off the youth as he reached back to lock the door.

_{Hearing those words, Mo Yixiao stood blankly for a moment, looking clearly hurt.}As that man clutched his head in silence, Han Xiling rose and rushed off to the main bedroom. Throwing himself onto the bed, he buried his head deep in the covers to mask his sobs.

Hearing those words, Mo Yixiao stood blankly for a moment, looking clearly hurt.

_{“Does your headmaster punish you often?” Han Xiling couldn't help but ask.}“Really?” Han Xiling hopped from his horse. “For what reason?”

“Does your headmaster punish you often?” Han Xiling couldn't help but ask.

_{{There’s nowhere to hide.}}As for Han Xiling, every time that youth grasped his bamboo sword, the glimmer of madness in Mo Yixiao's gaze made him think of Han Jiangxue.

There’s nowhere to hide.

_{Not a word was spoken by that man even as he mounted his horse. As always, when he was incredibly mad, one could tell by his prolonged silence.}
“Does your headmaster punish you often?” Han Xiling couldn't help but ask.

Not a word was spoken by that man even as he mounted his horse. As always, when he was incredibly mad, one could tell by his prolonged silence.

_{“It’s fine!” Mo Yixiao lifted his head once more. “I’m used to it!”}It was just then that Han Xiling realised that man had been following him those past few days and had seen all his wild and reckless behaviour.

“It’s fine!” Mo Yixiao lifted his head once more. “I’m used to it!”

_{Han Xiling made no sound during his beating, only kneeling there with eyes firmly shut.}
“My headmaster actually loves me the most.” Mo Yixiao's face lit up as he responded, with a clear hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

Han Xiling made no sound during his beating, only kneeling there with eyes firmly shut.

_{{[The slight blush spreаding over Mo Yixiao’s fair skin that made him take the other in his arms simply because it was something he often saw on Han Jiangxue.]}}After that night, Han Xiling noticed Han Jiangxue seemed to be avoiding him. Whether it was intentional or not was unknown.

[The slight blush spreаding over Mo Yixiao’s fair skin that made him take the other in his arms simply because it was something he often saw on Han Jiangxue.]

Han Xiling found himself constantly thinking of that man, to the point even he realised it was not a good thing. Thus, one night, while the new pair of friends had found themselves at The Rose Garden, and while in an inebriated state, Han Xiling found him indulging in the pleasure of that once unfulfilled carnal dеsire. From then on, he was ensnared by such games and found himself enraptured by the thrill of those revelrous nights.

_{“That’s good, then.” Han Xiling made his way to the door. “Follow me inside.”}The night he left the Xuanyuan residence after a game of chess, Han Xiling found a figure waiting at the doorstep of the Han residence. Standing upright, with his back rаmrod straight, the youth biting the hell out of his lips, upon seeing Han Xiling riding over, had his eyes practically begin to sparkle.

“That’s good, then.” Han Xiling made his way to the door. “Follow me inside.”

_{“Mo Yixiao! I’m Mo Yixiao. Don’t you remember me?” The flυstered boy’s voice trailed off as he asked.}
“That’s good, then.” Han Xiling made his way to the door. “Follow me inside.”

“Mo Yixiao! I’m Mo Yixiao. Don’t you remember me?” The flυstered boy’s voice trailed off as he asked.

_{“Aren't you worried that you’ll be punished for coming out here?” Han Xiling asked with a chuckle.}“Kneel.” Taking the seat of authority within the central hall, Han Jiangxue’s expression was stern.

“Aren't you worried that you’ll be punished for coming out here?” Han Xiling asked with a chuckle.

_{Neatly dressed once more, as Han Xiling descended the stairway, he was met by the sight of Han Jiangxue standing in the hall.}But Han Xiling still stood upright, stubbornly refusing to kneel.

Neatly dressed once more, as Han Xiling descended the stairway, he was met by the sight of Han Jiangxue standing in the hall.

_{“It’s fine!” Mo Yixiao lifted his head once more. “I’m used to it!”}“Aren't you worried that you’ll be punished for coming out here?” Han Xiling asked with a chuckle.

“It’s fine!” Mo Yixiao lifted his head once more. “I’m used to it!”

_{“Why have you been so strange as of late, Xiling? What on earth is it that you want?”}The anger in his tone was distinct.

“Why have you been so strange as of late, Xiling? What on earth is it that you want?”

_{At the sensation of his chеst being kneaded, Mo Yixiao’s lips parted with a gasp. Seeing that youth’s half-hooded eyes and parted lips, Han Xiling found himself drawn again to place a kiss. Growing ever more eager, his hands took this chance to lift the other’s robes and reached into that untouched place.}
Whether it be the young man’s personable nature or his background being similar to his own, Han Xiling felt a certain fondness towards Mo Yixiao in that moment.

At the sensation of his chеst being kneaded, Mo Yixiao’s lips parted with a gasp. Seeing that youth’s half-hooded eyes and parted lips, Han Xiling found himself drawn again to place a kiss. Growing ever more eager, his hands took this chance to lift the other’s robes and reached into that untouched place.

_{Neatly dressed once more, as Han Xiling descended the stairway, he was met by the sight of Han Jiangxue standing in the hall.}“Get up.” Han Xiling ignored the confession and left the bed to find his scattered clothes, not even sparing the boy a glance. “We’re friends—good friends.” That’s right. We are friends. Just friends and not a thing more.

Neatly dressed once more, as Han Xiling descended the stairway, he was met by the sight of Han Jiangxue standing in the hall.

_{Han Xiling definitely recalled the handsome boy before him who possessed a rather savage aura. “Why did you come here?”}Not a word was spoken by that man even as he mounted his horse. As always, when he was incredibly mad, one could tell by his prolonged silence.

Han Xiling definitely recalled the handsome boy before him who possessed a rather savage aura. “Why did you come here?”

_{Thus, in his eighteenth year, Han Xiling’s rebellious teenage years had begun. The more that man ignored his presence, the deeper he sunk into all things debauched.}
Since that day, apart from the time he spent at Qingmiao Academy or the Xuanyuan Sect, Han Xiling could be found in the accompaniment of Mo Yixiao, both practising their swordsmanship.

Thus, in his eighteenth year, Han Xiling’s rebellious teenage years had begun. The more that man ignored his presence, the deeper he sunk into all things debauched.

_{“Xiling…” Mo Yixiao’s eyes displayed a bit of panic, causing the dazed Han Xiling to not help but lift his head to press the youth’s eyelids with a pair of gentle kisses.}That long muddled relation of theirs that was so since its beginnings was even more entangled at this time, so much so, it was impossible to unwind.

“Xiling…” Mo Yixiao’s eyes displayed a bit of panic, causing the dazed Han Xiling to not help but lift his head to press the youth’s eyelids with a pair of gentle kisses.

_{“Is that what you truly want, Han Xiling?”}Han Xiling couldn’t help but chuckle at the suggestion. Did he seriously run out here as a Youmiao student to find someone from Qingmiao? He’s a bold one, isn’t he?

“Is that what you truly want, Han Xiling?”

_{“I want you!” Han Xiling replied with a shout. “I only want you.”}Friend?

“I want you!” Han Xiling replied with a shout. “I only want you.”

_{“My headmaster actually loves me the most.” Mo Yixiao's face lit up as he responded, with a clear hint of satisfaction in his eyes.}As Mo Yixiao's fingers lightly skimmed the line of Han Xiling’s brows, Han Xiling’s initial shock wore off and the craziness of the prior night came flooding back.

“My headmaster actually loves me the most.” Mo Yixiao's face lit up as he responded, with a clear hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

_{Han Jiangxue stared at Han Xiling in shock. “We’re father and son, you need to understand this,” he couldn’t help but urge.}
That youth attacked and Han Xiling defended.

Han Jiangxue stared at Han Xiling in shock. “We’re father and son, you need to understand this,” he couldn’t help but urge.

_{Han Xiling knelt there silently and looked on with a frosty glare as Han Jiangxue pulled out his whip.}But… where are the girls?

Han Xiling knelt there silently and looked on with a frosty glare as Han Jiangxue pulled out his whip.

_☆☆☆☆☆☆

☆☆☆

_{Both Uncle and Aunty Wu stood in the yard nervously, neither daring to speak.}“I want you!” Han Xiling replied with a shout. “I only want you.”

Both Uncle and Aunty Wu stood in the yard nervously, neither daring to speak.

_{A short while passed before another presence entered that bedroom. Walking over to the bed, Han Jiangxue took Han Xiling into his arms.}
That youth aimed to break through Han Xiling’s defense, and was constantly surprised at the depth of those hаrd-won skills. What’s more, such a challenge brought him an incomparable sense of excitement, urging him to wear himself out sparring with Han Xiling every day.

A short while passed before another presence entered that bedroom. Walking over to the bed, Han Jiangxue took Han Xiling into his arms.

_{“It’s fine!” Mo Yixiao lifted his head once more. “I’m used to it!”}Mo Yixiao was shoved away.

“It’s fine!” Mo Yixiao lifted his head once more. “I’m used to it!”

_{Hearing those words, Mo Yixiao stood blankly for a moment, looking clearly hurt.}Wrapping his arms behind the one in his arms, Han Xiling trailed kissed along that youth’s hair, ears, and neck before lingering in the hollow of that final place, inhaling the faint fragrance tickling his nose. All the while, those hands once clutching that youth’s waist had begun creeping towards his chеst.

Hearing those words, Mo Yixiao stood blankly for a moment, looking clearly hurt.

_{As that man clutched his head in silence, Han Xiling rose and rushed off to the main bedroom. Throwing himself onto the bed, he buried his head deep in the covers to mask his sobs.}“You don’t need to come looking for me, you know,” Han Xiling kept filling the void with his words. “I can take care of myself.”

As that man clutched his head in silence, Han Xiling rose and rushed off to the main bedroom. Throwing himself onto the bed, he buried his head deep in the covers to mask his sobs.

_{Han Xiling knelt there silently and looked on with a frosty glare as Han Jiangxue pulled out his whip.}
As for Han Xiling, every time that youth grasped his bamboo sword, the glimmer of madness in Mo Yixiao's gaze made him think of Han Jiangxue.

Han Xiling knelt there silently and looked on with a frosty glare as Han Jiangxue pulled out his whip.

_{Mo Yixiao stared at Han Xiling earnestly but released his hold upon gaining no reaction. Turning away, he made his way down the opposite end of the street.}☆☆☆

Mo Yixiao stared at Han Xiling earnestly but released his hold upon gaining no reaction. Turning away, he made his way down the opposite end of the street.

_{Eyes that were once as clear as a mountain spring had now slowly grown clouded.}“If an adopted son lacks proper teaching, the father is clearly at fault.” Han Jiangxue spat after the stubborn youth collapsed to the floor. “Do you understand what you did wrong?”

Eyes that were once as clear as a mountain spring had now slowly grown clouded.

_{That youth attacked and Han Xiling defended.}“Xiling…” Mo Yixiao’s eyes displayed a bit of panic, causing the dazed Han Xiling to not help but lift his head to press the youth’s eyelids with a pair of gentle kisses.

That youth attacked and Han Xiling defended.

_{“I came to meet you!” Mo Yixiao replied with a beaming grim.}But… where are the girls?

“I came to meet you!” Mo Yixiao replied with a beaming grim.

_{The sun was high when they both left the room, the hour a bit past nine.}
Han Xiling found himself constantly thinking of that man, to the point even he realised it was not a good thing. Thus, one night, while the new pair of friends had found themselves at The Rose Garden, and while in an inebriated state, Han Xiling found him indulging in the pleasure of that once unfulfilled carnal dеsire. From then on, he was ensnared by such games and found himself enraptured by the thrill of those revelrous nights.

The sun was high when they both left the room, the hour a bit past nine.

_{“I want you!” Han Xiling replied with a shout. “I only want you.”}His chaotic questions were a reflection of his own muddled thoughts. Hearing him, Han Jiangxue thought carefully for a while before replying, “You’ll understand once you’ve experienced life yourself.”

“I want you!” Han Xiling replied with a shout. “I only want you.”

_☆☆☆A sharp hum followed by a crack soon collided on Han Xiling’s back, bringing with it a searing pain.

☆☆☆

_{It was just then that Han Xiling realised that man had been following him those past few days and had seen all his wild and reckless behaviour.}
Mo Yixiao was just as lost in the forest of dеsire as Han Xiling. Like a busy little bee, he plucked, sυcked, and teased everything in that field of blooming flowers, not a single one managed to not catch his eye.

It was just then that Han Xiling realised that man had been following him those past few days and had seen all his wild and reckless behaviour.

_{But Han Xiling still stood upright, stubbornly refusing to kneel.}The first step into that pit came with Mo Yixiao’s arrival. Three days after the competition at the Xuanyuan Sect had ended, days he spent at the Xuanyuan mansion doing nothing but playing chess with Diandian, that youth from Youmiao Academy had come to find him.

But Han Xiling still stood upright, stubbornly refusing to kneel.

_☆☆☆“I came to meet you!” Mo Yixiao replied with a beaming grim.

☆☆☆

_{The first step into that pit came with Mo Yixiao’s arrival. Three days after the competition at the Xuanyuan Sect had ended, days he spent at the Xuanyuan mansion doing nothing but playing chess with Diandian, that youth from Youmiao Academy had come to find him.}
If things stayed like this, it would have been grand, but a terrible incident came to pass.

The first step into that pit came with Mo Yixiao’s arrival. Three days after the competition at the Xuanyuan Sect had ended, days he spent at the Xuanyuan mansion doing nothing but playing chess with Diandian, that youth from Youmiao Academy had come to find him.

_{“You are…” Han Xiling looked at the other youth with a cоcked brow.}As Mo Yixiao's fingers lightly skimmed the line of Han Xiling’s brows, Han Xiling’s initial shock wore off and the craziness of the prior night came flooding back.

“You are…” Han Xiling looked at the other youth with a cоcked brow.

_{A feeling that was long to be had came rushing back at the touch of his fingers, the distinct memory of that night with Han Jiangxue hitting him like a cold splash.}Mo Yixiao was just as lost in the forest of dеsire as Han Xiling. Like a busy little bee, he plucked, sυcked, and teased everything in that field of blooming flowers, not a single one managed to not catch his eye.

A feeling that was long to be had came rushing back at the touch of his fingers, the distinct memory of that night with Han Jiangxue hitting him like a cold splash.

_{Han Xiling couldn’t bear it, however, working up the courage, he spoke. “Why did you come looking for me?”}
One morning, as Han Xiling opened his eyes, he discovered Mo Yixiao sleeping in his arms.

Han Xiling couldn’t bear it, however, working up the courage, he spoke. “Why did you come looking for me?”

_{Han Xiling found himself constantly thinking of that man, to the point even he realised it was not a good thing. Thus, one night, while the new pair of friends had found themselves at The Rose Garden, and while in an inebriated state, Han Xiling found him indulging in the pleasure of that once unfulfilled carnal dеsire.}Han Xiling made no sound during his beating, only kneeling there with eyes firmly shut.

_{That youth aimed to break through Han Xiling’s defense, and was constantly surprised at the depth of those hаrd-won skills. What’s more, such a challenge brought him an incomparable sense of excitement, urging him to wear himself out sparring with Han Xiling every day.}Both Uncle and Aunty Wu stood in the yard nervously, neither daring to speak.

☆☆☆

_{Mo Yixiao stood beside Han Xiling throughout this encounter. Gripping that deflated youth’s hand, his own lips were pursed until they a;llmost turned blue, unknowing of whether it was due to anxiety or anger.}
As Mo Yixiao's fingers lightly skimmed the line of Han Xiling’s brows, Han Xiling’s initial shock wore off and the craziness of the prior night came flooding back.

_{“Xiling, I like you,” despite being stunned by the other's actions, Mo Yixiao sputtered out.}“Is that what you truly want, Han Xiling?”

“Xiling, I like you,” despite being stunned by the other's actions, Mo Yixiao sputtered out.

_☆☆☆“Kneel.” Taking the seat of authority within the central hall, Han Jiangxue’s expression was stern.

☆☆☆

_{Han Jiangxue only snorted in return, still denying him a word.}The anger in his tone was distinct.

Han Jiangxue only snorted in return, still denying him a word.

_{As Mo Yixiao's fingers lightly skimmed the line of Han Xiling’s brows, Han Xiling’s initial shock wore off and the craziness of the prior night came flooding back.}
He and Mo Yixiao were together with three girls.

As Mo Yixiao's fingers lightly skimmed the line of Han Xiling’s brows, Han Xiling’s initial shock wore off and the craziness of the prior night came flooding back.

_{Han Xiling couldn’t help but chuckle at the suggestion. {Did he seriously run out here as a Youmiao student to find someone from Qingmiao? He’s a bold one, isn’t he?}}“Do you want to ruin yourself?”

Han Xiling couldn’t help but chuckle at the suggestion. Did he seriously run out here as a Youmiao student to find someone from Qingmiao? He’s a bold one, isn’t he?

_{{There’s nowhere to hide.}}The sun was high when they both left the room, the hour a bit past nine.

There’s nowhere to hide.

_{A sharp hum followed by a crack soon collided on Han Xiling’s back, bringing with it a searing pain.}“That’s good, then.” Han Xiling made his way to the door. “Follow me inside.”

A sharp hum followed by a crack soon collided on Han Xiling’s back, bringing with it a searing pain.

_{Han Xiling made no sound during his beating, only kneeling there with eyes firmly shut.}“Xiling, I like you,” despite being stunned by the other's actions, Mo Yixiao sputtered out.

Han Xiling made no sound during his beating, only kneeling there with eyes firmly shut.

_{Seeing Han Xiling near, Mo Yixiao instinctively stepped back in tandem. “Because I’ve admired your sword skills for a very long time,” the youth again cutely bit his lips, “and… because I would like to be your friend.” His head lowered.}
[The slight blush spreаding over Mo Yixiao’s fair skin that made him take the other in his arms simply because it was something he often saw on Han Jiangxue.]

Seeing Han Xiling near, Mo Yixiao instinctively stepped back in tandem. “Because I’ve admired your sword skills for a very long time,” the youth again cutely bit his lips, “and… because I would like to be your friend.” His head lowered.

_{Han Xiling definitely recalled the handsome boy before him who possessed a rather savage aura. “Why did you come here?”}It was just then that Han Xiling realised that man had been following him those past few days and had seen all his wild and reckless behaviour.

Han Xiling definitely recalled the handsome boy before him who possessed a rather savage aura. “Why did you come here?”

“My headmaster actually loves me the most.” Mo Yixiao's face lit up as he responded, with a clear hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

_{Han Jiangxue only snorted in return, still denying him a word.}
[That boy then fell back weakly on the bed and Han Xiling captured his lips with his own, his tongue searching eagerly as it became further entwined with the youth. With hands that slid towards the chеst beneath him, and no effort made on Han Xiling’s part to conceal the dеsire pressed so hаrd against Mo Yixiao that made it clear that there was no escape, the two bodies entangled with the other in heated passion, as if they were coalesced into one being…]

Han Jiangxue only snorted in return, still denying him a word.

_{At the sensation of his chеst being kneaded, Mo Yixiao’s lips parted with a gasp. Seeing that youth’s half-hooded eyes and parted lips, Han Xiling found himself drawn again to place a kiss. Growing ever more eager, his hands took this chance to lift the other’s robes and reached into that untouched place.}As Mo Yixiao's fingers lightly skimmed the line of Han Xiling’s brows, Han Xiling’s initial shock wore off and the craziness of the prior night came flooding back.

_{As that man clutched his head in silence, Han Xiling rose and rushed off to the main bedroom. Throwing himself onto the bed, he buried his head deep in the covers to mask his sobs.}Mo Yixiao stood beside Han Xiling throughout this encounter. Gripping that deflated youth’s hand, his own lips were pursed until they a;llmost turned blue, unknowing of whether it was due to anxiety or anger.

As that man clutched his head in silence, Han Xiling rose and rushed off to the main bedroom. Throwing himself onto the bed, he buried his head deep in the covers to mask his sobs.

_{The night he left the Xuanyuan residence after a game of chess, Han Xiling found a figure waiting at the doorstep of the Han residence. Standing upright, with his back rаmrod straight, the youth biting the hell out of his lips, upon seeing Han Xiling riding over, had his eyes practically begin to sparkle.}“Xiling…” Mo Yixiao’s eyes displayed a bit of panic, causing the dazed Han Xiling to not help but lift his head to press the youth’s eyelids with a pair of gentle kisses.

The night he left the Xuanyuan residence after a game of chess, Han Xiling found a figure waiting at the doorstep of the Han residence. Standing upright, with his back rаmrod straight, the youth biting the hell out of his lips, upon seeing Han Xiling riding over, had his eyes practically begin to sparkle.

_{Seeing Han Xiling near, Mo Yixiao instinctively stepped back in tandem. “Because I’ve admired your sword skills for a very long time,” the youth again cutely bit his lips, “and… because I would like to be your friend.” His head lowered.}“Xiling…” Mo Yixiao’s eyes displayed a bit of panic, causing the dazed Han Xiling to not help but lift his head to press the youth’s eyelids with a pair of gentle kisses.

_N/A
“Xiling…” Mo Yixiao’s eyes displayed a bit of panic, causing the dazed Han Xiling to not help but lift his head to press the youth’s eyelids with a pair of gentle kisses.

N/A

_{Han Jiangxue only snorted in return, still denying him a word.}“Is that what you truly want, Han Xiling?”

Han Jiangxue only snorted in return, still denying him a word.

_{“You don’t need to come looking for me, you know,” Han Xiling kept filling the void with his words. “I can take care of myself.”}
Veiled in the glow of the faint morning light peeking into the room, Han Xiling was unable to see the face of the one before him clearly, so taking Mo Yixiao’s hand, he gently lifted those fingers to his lips, again placing a gentle kiss.

“You don’t need to come looking for me, you know,” Han Xiling kept filling the void with his words. “I can take care of myself.”

_{“Does your headmaster punish you often?” Han Xiling couldn't help but ask.}But although Han Jiangxue was always busy, he still made time for them to have breakfast together. Though, there were times while they ate that man would look at him while deep in thought before swiftly avoiding his gaze.

“Does your headmaster punish you often?” Han Xiling couldn't help but ask.

_{As that man clutched his head in silence, Han Xiling rose and rushed off to the main bedroom. Throwing himself onto the bed, he buried his head deep in the covers to mask his sobs.}“Really?” Han Xiling hopped from his horse. “For what reason?”

As that man clutched his head in silence, Han Xiling rose and rushed off to the main bedroom. Throwing himself onto the bed, he buried his head deep in the covers to mask his sobs.

_{Once that man lifted his head, the two stared at each other for a good while.}The night he left the Xuanyuan residence after a game of chess, Han Xiling found a figure waiting at the doorstep of the Han residence. Standing upright, with his back rаmrod straight, the youth biting the hell out of his lips, upon seeing Han Xiling riding over, had his eyes practically begin to sparkle.

Once that man lifted his head, the two stared at each other for a good while.

_{But Han Xiling still stood upright, stubbornly refusing to kneel.}
Wrapping his arms behind the one in his arms, Han Xiling trailed kissed along that youth’s hair, ears, and neck before lingering in the hollow of that final place, inhaling the faint fragrance tickling his nose. All the while, those hands once clutching that youth’s waist had begun creeping towards his chеst.

But Han Xiling still stood upright, stubbornly refusing to kneel.

_{“Does your headmaster punish you often?” Han Xiling couldn't help but ask.}Seeing Han Xiling near, Mo Yixiao instinctively stepped back in tandem. “Because I’ve admired your sword skills for a very long time,” the youth again cutely bit his lips, “and… because I would like to be your friend.” His head lowered.

“Does your headmaster punish you often?” Han Xiling couldn't help but ask.

_{Neatly dressed once more, as Han Xiling descended the stairway, he was met by the sight of Han Jiangxue standing in the hall.}Mo Yixiao was just as lost in the forest of dеsire as Han Xiling. Like a busy little bee, he plucked, sυcked, and teased everything in that field of blooming flowers, not a single one managed to not catch his eye.

Neatly dressed once more, as Han Xiling descended the stairway, he was met by the sight of Han Jiangxue standing in the hall.

_N/AThe first step into that pit came with Mo Yixiao’s arrival. Three days after the competition at the Xuanyuan Sect had ended, days he spent at the Xuanyuan mansion doing nothing but playing chess with Diandian, that youth from Youmiao Academy had come to find him.

N/A

_{“I want you!” Han Xiling replied with a shout. “I only want you.”}
At the sensation of his chеst being kneaded, Mo Yixiao’s lips parted with a gasp. Seeing that youth’s half-hooded eyes and parted lips, Han Xiling found himself drawn again to place a kiss. Growing ever more eager, his hands took this chance to lift the other’s robes and reached into that untouched place.

“I want you!” Han Xiling replied with a shout. “I only want you.”

_{He and Mo Yixiao were together with three girls.}With a nod of his chin, Han Jiangxue turned to leave and Han Xiling obediently trailed behind him.

He and Mo Yixiao were together with three girls.

_{Han Xiling found himself constantly thinking of that man, to the point even he realised it was not a good thing. Thus, one night, while the new pair of friends had found themselves at The Rose Garden, and while in an inebriated state, Han Xiling found him indulging in the pleasure of that once unfulfilled carnal dеsire.}Han Xiling couldn’t help but chuckle at the suggestion. Did he seriously run out here as a Youmiao student to find someone from Qingmiao? He’s a bold one, isn’t he?

_{“That’s good, then.” Han Xiling made his way to the door. “Follow me inside.”}He and Mo Yixiao were together with three girls.

“That’s good, then.” Han Xiling made his way to the door. “Follow me inside.”

_{“My headmaster actually loves me the most.” Mo Yixiao's face lit up as he responded, with a clear hint of satisfaction in his eyes.}
A feeling that was long to be had came rushing back at the touch of his fingers, the distinct memory of that night with Han Jiangxue hitting him like a cold splash.

“My headmaster actually loves me the most.” Mo Yixiao's face lit up as he responded, with a clear hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

_{The anger in his tone was distinct.}“Hello!” the person greeted with gusto.

The anger in his tone was distinct.

_{Han Xiling knelt there silently and looked on with a frosty glare as Han Jiangxue pulled out his whip.}“Hello!” the person greeted with gusto.

Han Xiling knelt there silently and looked on with a frosty glare as Han Jiangxue pulled out his whip.

_{“Aren't you worried that you’ll be punished for coming out here?” Han Xiling asked with a chuckle.}
Mo Yixiao was shoved away.

“Aren't you worried that you’ll be punished for coming out here?” Han Xiling asked with a chuckle.

_{One morning, as Han Xiling opened his eyes, he discovered Mo Yixiao sleeping in his arms.}As for Han Xiling, every time that youth grasped his bamboo sword, the glimmer of madness in Mo Yixiao's gaze made him think of Han Jiangxue.

One morning, as Han Xiling opened his eyes, he discovered Mo Yixiao sleeping in his arms.

_{Han Xiling started trembling in his embrace. Seeing this reaction, Han Jiangxue gently patted his back.}“Hello!” the person greeted with gusto.

Han Xiling started trembling in his embrace. Seeing this reaction, Han Jiangxue gently patted his back.

_{With a nod of his chin, Han Jiangxue turned to leave and Han Xiling obediently trailed behind him.}“I want you!” Han Xiling replied with a shout. “I only want you.”

With a nod of his chin, Han Jiangxue turned to leave and Han Xiling obediently trailed behind him.

_{Han Xiling couldn’t bear it, however, working up the courage, he spoke. “Why did you come looking for me?”}Not a word was spoken on the journey back home. Once inside, Han Jiangxue walked in behind Han Xiling, not taking his eyes off the youth as he reached back to lock the door.

Han Xiling couldn’t bear it, however, working up the courage, he spoke. “Why did you come looking for me?”

_{That long muddled relation of theirs that was so since its beginnings was even more entangled at this time, so much so, it was impossible to unwind.}
“Xiling, I like you,” despite being stunned by the other's actions, Mo Yixiao sputtered out.

That long muddled relation of theirs that was so since its beginnings was even more entangled at this time, so much so, it was impossible to unwind.

_{Thus, in his eighteenth year, Han Xiling’s rebellious teenage years had begun. The more that man ignored his presence, the deeper he sunk into all things debauched.}“Really?” Han Xiling hopped from his horse. “For what reason?”

Thus, in his eighteenth year, Han Xiling’s rebellious teenage years had begun. The more that man ignored his presence, the deeper he sunk into all things debauched.

_{Han Xiling definitely recalled the handsome boy before him who possessed a rather savage aura. “Why did you come here?”}☆☆☆

Han Xiling definitely recalled the handsome boy before him who possessed a rather savage aura. “Why did you come here?”

_☆☆☆
“Get up.” Han Xiling ignored the confession and left the bed to find his scattered clothes, not even sparing the boy a glance. “We’re friends—good friends.” That’s right. We are friends. Just friends and not a thing more.

☆☆☆

_{Han Xiling knelt there silently and looked on with a frosty glare as Han Jiangxue pulled out his whip.}“Go back,” Han Xiling gritted. “Go back to Youmiao at once!”

Han Xiling knelt there silently and looked on with a frosty glare as Han Jiangxue pulled out his whip.

_{“If an adopted son lacks proper teaching, the father is clearly at fault.” Han Jiangxue spat after the stubborn youth collapsed to the floor. “Do you understand what you did wrong?”}Wrapping his arms behind the one in his arms, Han Xiling trailed kissed along that youth’s hair, ears, and neck before lingering in the hollow of that final place, inhaling the faint fragrance tickling his nose. All the while, those hands once clutching that youth’s waist had begun creeping towards his chеst.

“If an adopted son lacks proper teaching, the father is clearly at fault.” Han Jiangxue spat after the stubborn youth collapsed to the floor. “Do you understand what you did wrong?”

_{But… where are the girls?}
Hearing those words, Mo Yixiao stood blankly for a moment, looking clearly hurt.

But… where are the girls?

_{Mo Yixiao was shoved away.}After that night, Han Xiling noticed Han Jiangxue seemed to be avoiding him. Whether it was intentional or not was unknown.

Mo Yixiao was shoved away.

_{Whether it be the young man’s personable nature or his background being similar to his own, Han Xiling felt a certain fondness towards Mo Yixiao in that moment.}Neatly dressed once more, as Han Xiling descended the stairway, he was met by the sight of Han Jiangxue standing in the hall.

Whether it be the young man’s personable nature or his background being similar to his own, Han Xiling felt a certain fondness towards Mo Yixiao in that moment.

_{“Really?” Han Xiling hopped from his horse. “For what reason?”}He and Mo Yixiao were together with three girls.

“Really?” Han Xiling hopped from his horse. “For what reason?”

_{With a nod of his chin, Han Jiangxue turned to leave and Han Xiling obediently trailed behind him.}“Does your headmaster punish you often?” Han Xiling couldn't help but ask.

With a nod of his chin, Han Jiangxue turned to leave and Han Xiling obediently trailed behind him.

☆☆☆

_{As for Han Xiling, every time that youth grasped his bamboo sword, the glimmer of madness in Mo Yixiao's gaze made him think of Han Jiangxue.}
The sun was high when they both left the room, the hour a bit past nine.

As for Han Xiling, every time that youth grasped his bamboo sword, the glimmer of madness in Mo Yixiao's gaze made him think of Han Jiangxue.

_☆☆☆“You are…” Han Xiling looked at the other youth with a cоcked brow.

☆☆☆

_{Friend?}Han Xiling couldn’t bear it, however, working up the courage, he spoke. “Why did you come looking for me?”

Friend?

_{Since that day, apart from the time he spent at Qingmiao Academy or the Xuanyuan Sect, Han Xiling could be found in the accompaniment of Mo Yixiao, both practising their swordsmanship.}
Neatly dressed once more, as Han Xiling descended the stairway, he was met by the sight of Han Jiangxue standing in the hall.

Since that day, apart from the time he spent at Qingmiao Academy or the Xuanyuan Sect, Han Xiling could be found in the accompaniment of Mo Yixiao, both practising their swordsmanship.

_{Veiled in the glow of the faint morning light peeking into the room, Han Xiling was unable to see the face of the one before him clearly, so taking Mo Yixiao’s hand, he gently lifted those fingers to his lips, again placing a gentle kiss.}As for Han Xiling, every time that youth grasped his bamboo sword, the glimmer of madness in Mo Yixiao's gaze made him think of Han Jiangxue.

_{“Kneel.” Taking the seat of authority within the central hall, Han Jiangxue’s expression was stern.}If things stayed like this, it would have been grand, but a terrible incident came to pass.

“Kneel.” Taking the seat of authority within the central hall, Han Jiangxue’s expression was stern.

_{Han Xiling couldn’t bear it, however, working up the courage, he spoke. “Why did you come looking for me?”}“That’s good, then.” Han Xiling made his way to the door. “Follow me inside.”

Han Xiling couldn’t bear it, however, working up the courage, he spoke. “Why did you come looking for me?”

_{As that man clutched his head in silence, Han Xiling rose and rushed off to the main bedroom. Throwing himself onto the bed, he buried his head deep in the covers to mask his sobs.}
Once that man lifted his head, the two stared at each other for a good while.

As that man clutched his head in silence, Han Xiling rose and rushed off to the main bedroom. Throwing himself onto the bed, he buried his head deep in the covers to mask his sobs.

_{A sharp hum followed by a crack soon collided on Han Xiling’s back, bringing with it a searing pain.}“Do you want to ruin yourself?”

A sharp hum followed by a crack soon collided on Han Xiling’s back, bringing with it a searing pain.

_{Han Xiling couldn’t help but chuckle at the suggestion. {Did he seriously run out here as a Youmiao student to find someone from Qingmiao? He’s a bold one, isn’t he?}}The first step into that pit came with Mo Yixiao’s arrival. Three days after the competition at the Xuanyuan Sect had ended, days he spent at the Xuanyuan mansion doing nothing but playing chess with Diandian, that youth from Youmiao Academy had come to find him.

Han Xiling couldn’t help but chuckle at the suggestion. Did he seriously run out here as a Youmiao student to find someone from Qingmiao? He’s a bold one, isn’t he?

_{“Go back,” Han Xiling gritted. “Go back to Youmiao at once!”}“I want you!” Han Xiling replied with a shout. “I only want you.”

“Go back,” Han Xiling gritted. “Go back to Youmiao at once!”

_☆☆☆Both Uncle and Aunty Wu stood in the yard nervously, neither daring to speak.

☆☆☆

_{As for Han Xiling, every time that youth grasped his bamboo sword, the glimmer of madness in Mo Yixiao's gaze made him think of Han Jiangxue.}N/A

As for Han Xiling, every time that youth grasped his bamboo sword, the glimmer of madness in Mo Yixiao's gaze made him think of Han Jiangxue.

_{He and Mo Yixiao were together with three girls.}
Having been discovered by that man in a brothel of all places, embarrassment made Han Xiling unable to look him straight in the eyes; his gaze soon dropping to the floor.

He and Mo Yixiao were together with three girls.

_{Chapter 6.2: Growing Pains}Since that day, apart from the time he spent at Qingmiao Academy or the Xuanyuan Sect, Han Xiling could be found in the accompaniment of Mo Yixiao, both practising their swordsmanship.

Chapter 6.2: Growing Pains

_{Mo Yixiao stared at Han Xiling earnestly but released his hold upon gaining no reaction. Turning away, he made his way down the opposite end of the street.}If things stayed like this, it would have been grand, but a terrible incident came to pass.

Mo Yixiao stared at Han Xiling earnestly but released his hold upon gaining no reaction. Turning away, he made his way down the opposite end of the street.

_{{There’s nowhere to hide.}}If things stayed like this, it would have been grand, but a terrible incident came to pass.

There’s nowhere to hide.

_{“Hello!” the person greeted with gusto.}
With a nod of his chin, Han Jiangxue turned to leave and Han Xiling obediently trailed behind him.

“Hello!” the person greeted with gusto.

_{[That boy then fell back weakly on the bed and Han Xiling captured his lips with his own, his tongue searching eagerly as it became further entwined with the youth. With hands that slid towards the chеst beneath him, and no effort made on Han Xiling’s part to conceal the dеsire pressed so hаrd against Mo Yixiao that made it clear that there was no escape, the two bodies entangled with the other in heated passion, as if they were coalesced into one being…].}If things stayed like this, it would have been grand, but a terrible incident came to pass.

_{The whip crashed onto Han Xiling’s back like a torrent of rain.}Seeing Han Xiling near, Mo Yixiao instinctively stepped back in tandem. “Because I’ve admired your sword skills for a very long time,” the youth again cutely bit his lips, “and… because I would like to be your friend.” His head lowered.

The whip crashed onto Han Xiling’s back like a torrent of rain.

_{“But no one actually believes this!” Han Xiling countered. “They already think we’re up to no good. Why do you refuse to get married, then? Wasn’t it you who said you’d seduce me? Why did you adopt me, then? Why?”}
Not a word was spoken by that man even as he mounted his horse. As always, when he was incredibly mad, one could tell by his prolonged silence.

_{“Why have you been so strange as of late, Xiling? What on earth is it that you want?”}Mo Yixiao was shoved away.

“Why have you been so strange as of late, Xiling? What on earth is it that you want?”

_{If things stayed like this, it would have been grand, but a terrible incident came to pass.}The whip crashed onto Han Xiling’s back like a torrent of rain.

If things stayed like this, it would have been grand, but a terrible incident came to pass.

_{There’s nowhere to hide.}
Han Xiling couldn’t bear it, however, working up the courage, he spoke. “Why did you come looking for me?”

There’s nowhere to hide.

_{Not a word was spoken by that man even as he mounted his horse. As always, when he was incredibly mad, one could tell by his prolonged silence.}Neatly dressed once more, as Han Xiling descended the stairway, he was met by the sight of Han Jiangxue standing in the hall.

Not a word was spoken by that man even as he mounted his horse. As always, when he was incredibly mad, one could tell by his prolonged silence.

_{The sun was high when they both left the room, the hour a bit past nine.}☆☆☆

The sun was high when they both left the room, the hour a bit past nine.

_{Both Uncle and Aunty Wu stood in the yard nervously, neither daring to speak.}“Get up.” Han Xiling ignored the confession and left the bed to find his scattered clothes, not even sparing the boy a glance. “We’re friends—good friends.” That’s right. We are friends. Just friends and not a thing more.

Both Uncle and Aunty Wu stood in the yard nervously, neither daring to speak.

_{The whip crashed onto Han Xiling’s back like a torrent of rain.}
Han Jiangxue only snorted in return, still denying him a word.

The whip crashed onto Han Xiling’s back like a torrent of rain.

“If an adopted son lacks proper teaching, the father is clearly at fault.” Han Jiangxue spat after the stubborn youth collapsed to the floor. “Do you understand what you did wrong?”

_{Whether it be the young man’s personable nature or his background being similar to his own, Han Xiling felt a certain fondness towards Mo Yixiao in that moment.}
“You don’t need to come looking for me, you know,” Han Xiling kept filling the void with his words. “I can take care of myself.”

Whether it be the young man’s personable nature or his background being similar to his own, Han Xiling felt a certain fondness towards Mo Yixiao in that moment.

_{That youth attacked and Han Xiling defended.}☆☆☆

That youth attacked and Han Xiling defended.

_☆☆☆Han Xiling couldn’t bear it, however, working up the courage, he spoke. “Why did you come looking for me?”

☆☆☆

_{Han Xiling couldn’t help but chuckle at the suggestion. {Did he seriously run out here as a Youmiao student to find someone from Qingmiao? He’s a bold one, isn’t he?}}Chapter 6.2: Growing Pains

Han Xiling couldn’t help but chuckle at the suggestion. Did he seriously run out here as a Youmiao student to find someone from Qingmiao? He’s a bold one, isn’t he?

_{[That boy then fell back weakly on the bed and Han Xiling captured his lips with his own, his tongue searching eagerly as it became further entwined with the youth. With hands that slid towards the chеst beneath him, and no effort made on Han Xiling’s part to conceal the dеsire pressed so hаrd against Mo Yixiao that made it clear that there was no escape, the two bodies entangled with the other in heated passion, as if they were coalesced into one being…].}
“Really?” Han Jiangxue broke his silence with a sneer. “You think you can with just those bits of silver in your pocket?”

_{“It’s fine!” Mo Yixiao lifted his head once more. “I’m used to it!”}“Do you want to ruin yourself?”

“It’s fine!” Mo Yixiao lifted his head once more. “I’m used to it!”

_{“Why have you been so strange as of late, Xiling? What on earth is it that you want?”}“But no one actually believes this!” Han Xiling countered. “They already think we’re up to no good. Why do you refuse to get married, then? Wasn’t it you who said you’d seduce me? Why did you adopt me, then? Why?”

“Why have you been so strange as of late, Xiling? What on earth is it that you want?”

_{Once that man lifted his head, the two stared at each other for a good while.}Han Xiling knelt there silently and looked on with a frosty glare as Han Jiangxue pulled out his whip.

Once that man lifted his head, the two stared at each other for a good while.

_{“If an adopted son lacks proper teaching, the father is clearly at fault.” Han Jiangxue spat after the stubborn youth collapsed to the floor. “Do you understand what you did wrong?”}A feeling that was long to be had came rushing back at the touch of his fingers, the distinct memory of that night with Han Jiangxue hitting him like a cold splash.

“If an adopted son lacks proper teaching, the father is clearly at fault.” Han Jiangxue spat after the stubborn youth collapsed to the floor. “Do you understand what you did wrong?”

_{Hearing those words, Mo Yixiao stood blankly for a moment, looking clearly hurt.}
It was just then that Han Xiling realised that man had been following him those past few days and had seen all his wild and reckless behaviour.

Hearing those words, Mo Yixiao stood blankly for a moment, looking clearly hurt.

_{Neatly dressed once more, as Han Xiling descended the stairway, he was met by the sight of Han Jiangxue standing in the hall.}But although Han Jiangxue was always busy, he still made time for them to have breakfast together. Though, there were times while they ate that man would look at him while deep in thought before swiftly avoiding his gaze.

Neatly dressed once more, as Han Xiling descended the stairway, he was met by the sight of Han Jiangxue standing in the hall.

_{{[The slight blush spreаding over Mo Yixiao’s fair skin that made him take the other in his arms simply because it was something he often saw on Han Jiangxue.]}}“Hello!” the person greeted with gusto.

[The slight blush spreаding over Mo Yixiao’s fair skin that made him take the other in his arms simply because it was something he often saw on Han Jiangxue.]

_{“It’s fine!” Mo Yixiao lifted his head once more. “I’m used to it!”}A sharp hum followed by a crack soon collided on Han Xiling’s back, bringing with it a searing pain.

“It’s fine!” Mo Yixiao lifted his head once more. “I’m used to it!”

_{Han Xiling started trembling in his embrace. Seeing this reaction, Han Jiangxue gently patted his back.}
“Also, the girls at this Rose Garden aren’t the best nor are the accommodations here comfortable. It’d be best to walk fifty or so metres up the road to find a better brothel if you plan on living like this. The ladies there are all undeniable beauties, in addition, they also have men to provide such services.”

Han Xiling started trembling in his embrace. Seeing this reaction, Han Jiangxue gently patted his back.

_{But Han Xiling still stood upright, stubbornly refusing to kneel.}“If an adopted son lacks proper teaching, the father is clearly at fault.” Han Jiangxue spat after the stubborn youth collapsed to the floor. “Do you understand what you did wrong?”

But Han Xiling still stood upright, stubbornly refusing to kneel.

_{Not a word was spoken by that man even as he mounted his horse. As always, when he was incredibly mad, one could tell by his prolonged silence.}“But no one actually believes this!” Han Xiling countered. “They already think we’re up to no good. Why do you refuse to get married, then? Wasn’t it you who said you’d seduce me? Why did you adopt me, then? Why?”

Not a word was spoken by that man even as he mounted his horse. As always, when he was incredibly mad, one could tell by his prolonged silence.

_{Han Xiling definitely recalled the handsome boy before him who possessed a rather savage aura. “Why did you come here?”}
Han Xiling couldn’t help but drop his head once more, which seemed to fall even lower as not even his anger was allowed to swell.

Han Xiling definitely recalled the handsome boy before him who possessed a rather savage aura. “Why did you come here?”

_{Not a word was spoken on the journey back home. Once inside, Han Jiangxue walked in behind Han Xiling, not taking his eyes off the youth as he reached back to lock the door.}Seeing Han Xiling near, Mo Yixiao instinctively stepped back in tandem. “Because I’ve admired your sword skills for a very long time,” the youth again cutely bit his lips, “and… because I would like to be your friend.” His head lowered.

Not a word was spoken on the journey back home. Once inside, Han Jiangxue walked in behind Han Xiling, not taking his eyes off the youth as he reached back to lock the door.

_{Thus, in his eighteenth year, Han Xiling’s rebellious teenage years had begun. The more that man ignored his presence, the deeper he sunk into all things debauched.}Both Uncle and Aunty Wu stood in the yard nervously, neither daring to speak.

Thus, in his eighteenth year, Han Xiling’s rebellious teenage years had begun. The more that man ignored his presence, the deeper he sunk into all things debauched.

“You are…” Han Xiling looked at the other youth with a cоcked brow.

_{“Xiling, I like you,” despite being stunned by the other's actions, Mo Yixiao sputtered out.}
Mo Yixiao stood beside Han Xiling throughout this encounter. Gripping that deflated youth’s hand, his own lips were pursed until they a;llmost turned blue, unknowing of whether it was due to anxiety or anger.

“Xiling, I like you,” despite being stunned by the other's actions, Mo Yixiao sputtered out.

_☆☆☆Mo Yixiao was just as lost in the forest of dеsire as Han Xiling. Like a busy little bee, he plucked, sυcked, and teased everything in that field of blooming flowers, not a single one managed to not catch his eye.

☆☆☆

_☆☆☆Both Uncle and Aunty Wu stood in the yard nervously, neither daring to speak.

☆☆☆

_☆☆☆There’s nowhere to hide.

☆☆☆

_{“Kneel.” Taking the seat of authority within the central hall, Han Jiangxue’s expression was stern.}“Do you want to ruin yourself?”

“Kneel.” Taking the seat of authority within the central hall, Han Jiangxue’s expression was stern.

_{“Why have you been so strange as of late, Xiling? What on earth is it that you want?”}
“Go back,” Han Xiling gritted. “Go back to Youmiao at once!”

“Why have you been so strange as of late, Xiling? What on earth is it that you want?”

_{Rising, Han Jiangxue made his way behind Han Xiling before aiming a swift kick to the back of his knees.}“Really?” Han Jiangxue broke his silence with a sneer. “You think you can with just those bits of silver in your pocket?”

Rising, Han Jiangxue made his way behind Han Xiling before aiming a swift kick to the back of his knees.

_{Having been discovered by that man in a brothel of all places, embarrassment made Han Xiling unable to look him straight in the eyes; his gaze soon dropping to the floor.}Chapter 6.2: Growing Pains

Having been discovered by that man in a brothel of all places, embarrassment made Han Xiling unable to look him straight in the eyes; his gaze soon dropping to the floor.

_{“Xiling…” Mo Yixiao’s eyes displayed a bit of panic, causing the dazed Han Xiling to not help but lift his head to press the youth’s eyelids with a pair of gentle kisses.}
Mo Yixiao stared at Han Xiling earnestly but released his hold upon gaining no reaction. Turning away, he made his way down the opposite end of the street.

“Xiling…” Mo Yixiao’s eyes displayed a bit of panic, causing the dazed Han Xiling to not help but lift his head to press the youth’s eyelids with a pair of gentle kisses.

_{One morning, as Han Xiling opened his eyes, he discovered Mo Yixiao sleeping in his arms.}☆☆☆

One morning, as Han Xiling opened his eyes, he discovered Mo Yixiao sleeping in his arms.

_{Mo Yixiao was shoved away.}If things stayed like this, it would have been grand, but a terrible incident came to pass.

Mo Yixiao was shoved away.

_☆☆☆“Also, the girls at this Rose Garden aren’t the best nor are the accommodations here comfortable. It’d be best to walk fifty or so metres up the road to find a better brothel if you plan on living like this. The ladies there are all undeniable beauties, in addition, they also have men to provide such services.”

☆☆☆

_{Rising, Han Jiangxue made his way behind Han Xiling before aiming a swift kick to the back of his knees.}
Not a word was spoken on the journey back home. Once inside, Han Jiangxue walked in behind Han Xiling, not taking his eyes off the youth as he reached back to lock the door.

Rising, Han Jiangxue made his way behind Han Xiling before aiming a swift kick to the back of his knees.

_{{[The slight blush spreаding over Mo Yixiao’s fair skin that made him take the other in his arms simply because it was something he often saw on Han Jiangxue.]}}Rising, Han Jiangxue made his way behind Han Xiling before aiming a swift kick to the back of his knees.

[The slight blush spreаding over Mo Yixiao’s fair skin that made him take the other in his arms simply because it was something he often saw on Han Jiangxue.]

_{Han Xiling made no sound during his beating, only kneeling there with eyes firmly shut.}With a nod of his chin, Han Jiangxue turned to leave and Han Xiling obediently trailed behind him.

Han Xiling made no sound during his beating, only kneeling there with eyes firmly shut.

_{Mo Yixiao stared at Han Xiling earnestly but released his hold upon gaining no reaction. Turning away, he made his way down the opposite end of the street.}Han Xiling couldn’t bear it, however, working up the courage, he spoke. “Why did you come looking for me?”

Mo Yixiao stared at Han Xiling earnestly but released his hold upon gaining no reaction. Turning away, he made his way down the opposite end of the street.

_{Han Xiling found himself constantly thinking of that man, to the point even he realised it was not a good thing. Thus, one night, while the new pair of friends had found themselves at The Rose Garden, and while in an inebriated state, Han Xiling found him indulging in the pleasure of that once unfulfilled carnal dеsire.}After that night, Han Xiling noticed Han Jiangxue seemed to be avoiding him. Whether it was intentional or not was unknown.

_{After that night, Han Xiling noticed Han Jiangxue seemed to be avoiding him. Whether it was intentional or not was unknown.}
“Kneel.” Taking the seat of authority within the central hall, Han Jiangxue’s expression was stern.

After that night, Han Xiling noticed Han Jiangxue seemed to be avoiding him. Whether it was intentional or not was unknown.

_{That youth aimed to break through Han Xiling’s defense, and was constantly surprised at the depth of those hаrd-won skills. What’s more, such a challenge brought him an incomparable sense of excitement, urging him to wear himself out sparring with Han Xiling every day.}Not a word was spoken on the journey back home. Once inside, Han Jiangxue walked in behind Han Xiling, not taking his eyes off the youth as he reached back to lock the door.

_{Han Xiling couldn’t bear it, however, working up the courage, he spoke. “Why did you come looking for me?”}Seeing Han Xiling near, Mo Yixiao instinctively stepped back in tandem. “Because I’ve admired your sword skills for a very long time,” the youth again cutely bit his lips, “and… because I would like to be your friend.” His head lowered.

Han Xiling couldn’t bear it, however, working up the courage, he spoke. “Why did you come looking for me?”

_{Both Uncle and Aunty Wu stood in the yard nervously, neither daring to speak.}
But Han Xiling still stood upright, stubbornly refusing to kneel.

Both Uncle and Aunty Wu stood in the yard nervously, neither daring to speak.

_{Chapter 6.2: Growing Pains}
Both Uncle and Aunty Wu stood in the yard nervously, neither daring to speak.

Chapter 6.2: Growing Pains

_{“Mo Yixiao! I’m Mo Yixiao. Don’t you remember me?” The flυstered boy’s voice trailed off as he asked.}“I came to meet you!” Mo Yixiao replied with a beaming grim.

“Mo Yixiao! I’m Mo Yixiao. Don’t you remember me?” The flυstered boy’s voice trailed off as he asked.

_{That youth attacked and Han Xiling defended.}
Rising, Han Jiangxue made his way behind Han Xiling before aiming a swift kick to the back of his knees.

That youth attacked and Han Xiling defended.

_{If things stayed like this, it would have been grand, but a terrible incident came to pass.}“Xiling, I like you,” despite being stunned by the other's actions, Mo Yixiao sputtered out.

If things stayed like this, it would have been grand, but a terrible incident came to pass.

_{“Does your headmaster punish you often?” Han Xiling couldn't help but ask.}
“If an adopted son lacks proper teaching, the father is clearly at fault.” Han Jiangxue spat after the stubborn youth collapsed to the floor. “Do you understand what you did wrong?”

“Does your headmaster punish you often?” Han Xiling couldn't help but ask.

_{He and Mo Yixiao were together with three girls.}☆☆☆

He and Mo Yixiao were together with three girls.

_{“My headmaster actually loves me the most.” Mo Yixiao's face lit up as he responded, with a clear hint of satisfaction in his eyes.}The anger in his tone was distinct.

“My headmaster actually loves me the most.” Mo Yixiao's face lit up as he responded, with a clear hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

_{“Get up.” Han Xiling ignored the confession and left the bed to find his scattered clothes, not even sparing the boy a glance. “We’re friends—good friends.” {That’s right. We are friends. Just friends and not a thing more.}}“It’s fine!” Mo Yixiao lifted his head once more. “I’m used to it!”

_{Mo Yixiao was shoved away.}
Han Xiling knelt there silently and looked on with a frosty glare as Han Jiangxue pulled out his whip.

Mo Yixiao was shoved away.

_☆☆☆Thus, in his eighteenth year, Han Xiling’s rebellious teenage years had begun. The more that man ignored his presence, the deeper he sunk into all things debauched.

☆☆☆

_{“Really?” Han Jiangxue broke his silence with a sneer. “You think you can with just those bits of silver in your pocket?”}
A sharp hum followed by a crack soon collided on Han Xiling’s back, bringing with it a searing pain.

“Really?” Han Jiangxue broke his silence with a sneer. “You think you can with just those bits of silver in your pocket?”

_{Han Xiling definitely recalled the handsome boy before him who possessed a rather savage aura. “Why did you come here?”}The whip crashed onto Han Xiling’s back like a torrent of rain.

Han Xiling definitely recalled the handsome boy before him who possessed a rather savage aura. “Why did you come here?”

_{Veiled in the glow of the faint morning light peeking into the room, Han Xiling was unable to see the face of the one before him clearly, so taking Mo Yixiao’s hand, he gently lifted those fingers to his lips, again placing a gentle kiss.}Having been discovered by that man in a brothel of all places, embarrassment made Han Xiling unable to look him straight in the eyes; his gaze soon dropping to the floor.

_{The sun was high when they both left the room, the hour a bit past nine.}With a nod of his chin, Han Jiangxue turned to leave and Han Xiling obediently trailed behind him.

The sun was high when they both left the room, the hour a bit past nine.

_{[The slight blush spreаding over Mo Yixiao’s fair skin that made him take the other in his arms simply because it was something he often saw on Han Jiangxue.]}
“Do you want to ruin yourself?”

[The slight blush spreаding over Mo Yixiao’s fair skin that made him take the other in his arms simply because it was something he often saw on Han Jiangxue.]

_{“You are…” Han Xiling looked at the other youth with a cоcked brow.}The sun was high when they both left the room, the hour a bit past nine.

“You are…” Han Xiling looked at the other youth with a cоcked brow.

_{Mo Yixiao stared at Han Xiling earnestly but released his hold upon gaining no reaction. Turning away, he made his way down the opposite end of the street.}
The anger in his tone was distinct.

Mo Yixiao stared at Han Xiling earnestly but released his hold upon gaining no reaction. Turning away, he made his way down the opposite end of the street.

_{The anger in his tone was distinct.}“My headmaster actually loves me the most.” Mo Yixiao's face lit up as he responded, with a clear hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

The anger in his tone was distinct.

_{Han Xiling couldn’t help but chuckle at the suggestion. {Did he seriously run out here as a Youmiao student to find someone from Qingmiao? He’s a bold one, isn’t he?}}Rising, Han Jiangxue made his way behind Han Xiling before aiming a swift kick to the back of his knees.

Han Xiling couldn’t help but chuckle at the suggestion. Did he seriously run out here as a Youmiao student to find someone from Qingmiao? He’s a bold one, isn’t he?

_{“You don’t need to come looking for me, you know,” Han Xiling kept filling the void with his words. “I can take care of myself.”}With a nod of his chin, Han Jiangxue turned to leave and Han Xiling obediently trailed behind him.

“You don’t need to come looking for me, you know,” Han Xiling kept filling the void with his words. “I can take care of myself.”

_{A sharp hum followed by a crack soon collided on Han Xiling’s back, bringing with it a searing pain.}“You don’t need to come looking for me, you know,” Han Xiling kept filling the void with his words. “I can take care of myself.”

A sharp hum followed by a crack soon collided on Han Xiling’s back, bringing with it a searing pain.

_{But… {where are the girls?}}N/A

But… where are the girls?

_{But although Han Jiangxue was always busy, he still made time for them to have breakfast together. Though, there were times while they ate that man would look at him while deep in thought before swiftly avoiding his gaze.}That youth aimed to break through Han Xiling’s defense, and was constantly surprised at the depth of those hаrd-won skills. What’s more, such a challenge brought him an incomparable sense of excitement, urging him to wear himself out sparring with Han Xiling every day.

_{That youth attacked and Han Xiling defended.}“Also, the girls at this Rose Garden aren’t the best nor are the accommodations here comfortable. It’d be best to walk fifty or so metres up the road to find a better brothel if you plan on living like this. The ladies there are all undeniable beauties, in addition, they also have men to provide such services.”

That youth attacked and Han Xiling defended.

_{Mo Yixiao was just as lost in the forest of dеsire as Han Xiling. Like a busy little bee, he plucked, sυcked, and teased everything in that field of blooming flowers, not a single one managed to not catch his eye.}Having been discovered by that man in a brothel of all places, embarrassment made Han Xiling unable to look him straight in the eyes; his gaze soon dropping to the floor.

_{With a nod of his chin, Han Jiangxue turned to leave and Han Xiling obediently trailed behind him.}
Han Xiling made no sound during his beating, only kneeling there with eyes firmly shut.

With a nod of his chin, Han Jiangxue turned to leave and Han Xiling obediently trailed behind him.

_{“Go back,” Han Xiling gritted. “Go back to Youmiao at once!”}N/A

“Go back,” Han Xiling gritted. “Go back to Youmiao at once!”

_{Han Xiling found himself constantly thinking of that man, to the point even he realised it was not a good thing. Thus, one night, while the new pair of friends had found themselves at The Rose Garden, and while in an inebriated state, Han Xiling found him indulging in the pleasure of that once unfulfilled carnal dеsire.}“It’s fine!” Mo Yixiao lifted his head once more. “I’m used to it!”

_{Han Xiling couldn’t help but drop his head once more, which seemed to fall even lower as not even his anger was allowed to swell.}☆☆☆

Han Xiling couldn’t help but drop his head once more, which seemed to fall even lower as not even his anger was allowed to swell.

_{Neatly dressed once more, as Han Xiling descended the stairway, he was met by the sight of Han Jiangxue standing in the hall.}
In the end, the whip was thrown across the floor with a clatter, and on the seat of the main hall, Han Jiangxue’s lonely form collapsed.

Neatly dressed once more, as Han Xiling descended the stairway, he was met by the sight of Han Jiangxue standing in the hall.

_N/A☆☆☆

N/A

_{His chaotic questions were a reflection of his own muddled thoughts. Hearing him, Han Jiangxue thought carefully for a while before replying, “You’ll understand once you’ve experienced life yourself.”}Neatly dressed once more, as Han Xiling descended the stairway, he was met by the sight of Han Jiangxue standing in the hall.

_{It was just then that Han Xiling realised that man had been following him those past few days and had seen all his wild and reckless behaviour.}“Also, the girls at this Rose Garden aren’t the best nor are the accommodations here comfortable. It’d be best to walk fifty or so metres up the road to find a better brothel if you plan on living like this. The ladies there are all undeniable beauties, in addition, they also have men to provide such services.”

It was just then that Han Xiling realised that man had been following him those past few days and had seen all his wild and reckless behaviour.

_{“Really?” Han Xiling hopped from his horse. “For what reason?”}
As that man clutched his head in silence, Han Xiling rose and rushed off to the main bedroom. Throwing himself onto the bed, he buried his head deep in the covers to mask his sobs.

“Really?” Han Xiling hopped from his horse. “For what reason?”

_{{[The slight blush spreаding over Mo Yixiao’s fair skin that made him take the other in his arms simply because it was something he often saw on Han Jiangxue.]}}Han Xiling couldn’t help but drop his head once more, which seemed to fall even lower as not even his anger was allowed to swell.

[The slight blush spreаding over Mo Yixiao’s fair skin that made him take the other in his arms simply because it was something he often saw on Han Jiangxue.]

_{“It’s fine!” Mo Yixiao lifted his head once more. “I’m used to it!”}
A short while passed before another presence entered that bedroom. Walking over to the bed, Han Jiangxue took Han Xiling into his arms.

“It’s fine!” Mo Yixiao lifted his head once more. “I’m used to it!”

_{“Go back,” Han Xiling gritted. “Go back to Youmiao at once!”}But… where are the girls?

“Go back,” Han Xiling gritted. “Go back to Youmiao at once!”

_{Both Uncle and Aunty Wu stood in the yard nervously, neither daring to speak.}“Really?” Han Jiangxue broke his silence with a sneer. “You think you can with just those bits of silver in your pocket?”

Both Uncle and Aunty Wu stood in the yard nervously, neither daring to speak.

_{Chapter 6.2: Growing Pains}“Go back,” Han Xiling gritted. “Go back to Youmiao at once!”

Chapter 6.2: Growing Pains

_{Han Xiling couldn’t help but drop his head once more, which seemed to fall even lower as not even his anger was allowed to swell.}
Han Xiling started trembling in his embrace. Seeing this reaction, Han Jiangxue gently patted his back.

Han Xiling couldn’t help but drop his head once more, which seemed to fall even lower as not even his anger was allowed to swell.

_{One morning, as Han Xiling opened his eyes, he discovered Mo Yixiao sleeping in his arms.}
“Why have you been so strange as of late, Xiling? What on earth is it that you want?”

One morning, as Han Xiling opened his eyes, he discovered Mo Yixiao sleeping in his arms.

_{“My headmaster actually loves me the most.” Mo Yixiao's face lit up as he responded, with a clear hint of satisfaction in his eyes.}“But no one actually believes this!” Han Xiling countered. “They already think we’re up to no good. Why do you refuse to get married, then? Wasn’t it you who said you’d seduce me? Why did you adopt me, then? Why?”

“My headmaster actually loves me the most.” Mo Yixiao's face lit up as he responded, with a clear hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

_{Mo Yixiao stood beside Han Xiling throughout this encounter. Gripping that deflated youth’s hand, his own lips were pursed until they a;llmost turned blue, unknowing of whether it was due to anxiety or anger.}A feeling that was long to be had came rushing back at the touch of his fingers, the distinct memory of that night with Han Jiangxue hitting him like a cold splash.

_{But… {where are the girls?}}☆☆☆

But… where are the girls?

_{Since that day, apart from the time he spent at Qingmiao Academy or the Xuanyuan Sect, Han Xiling could be found in the accompaniment of Mo Yixiao, both practising their swordsmanship.}“It’s fine!” Mo Yixiao lifted his head once more. “I’m used to it!”

Since that day, apart from the time he spent at Qingmiao Academy or the Xuanyuan Sect, Han Xiling could be found in the accompaniment of Mo Yixiao, both practising their swordsmanship.

_{A feeling that was long to be had came rushing back at the touch of his fingers, the distinct memory of that night with Han Jiangxue hitting him like a cold splash.}
“I want you!” Han Xiling replied with a shout. “I only want you.”

A feeling that was long to be had came rushing back at the touch of his fingers, the distinct memory of that night with Han Jiangxue hitting him like a cold splash.

_{Mo Yixiao was just as lost in the forest of dеsire as Han Xiling. Like a busy little bee, he plucked, sυcked, and teased everything in that field of blooming flowers, not a single one managed to not catch his eye.}Eyes that were once as clear as a mountain spring had now slowly grown clouded.

_{Rising, Han Jiangxue made his way behind Han Xiling before aiming a swift kick to the back of his knees.}“Really?” Han Xiling hopped from his horse. “For what reason?”

Rising, Han Jiangxue made his way behind Han Xiling before aiming a swift kick to the back of his knees.

_{Having been discovered by that man in a brothel of all places, embarrassment made Han Xiling unable to look him straight in the eyes; his gaze soon dropping to the floor.}“Is that what you truly want, Han Xiling?”

Having been discovered by that man in a brothel of all places, embarrassment made Han Xiling unable to look him straight in the eyes; his gaze soon dropping to the floor.

_{As Mo Yixiao's fingers lightly skimmed the line of Han Xiling’s brows, Han Xiling’s initial shock wore off and the craziness of the prior night came flooding back.}Since that day, apart from the time he spent at Qingmiao Academy or the Xuanyuan Sect, Han Xiling could be found in the accompaniment of Mo Yixiao, both practising their swordsmanship.

As Mo Yixiao's fingers lightly skimmed the line of Han Xiling’s brows, Han Xiling’s initial shock wore off and the craziness of the prior night came flooding back.

_{If things stayed like this, it would have been grand, but a terrible incident came to pass.}
Han Jiangxue stared at Han Xiling in shock. “We’re father and son, you need to understand this,” he couldn’t help but urge.

If things stayed like this, it would have been grand, but a terrible incident came to pass.

_{“Hello!” the person greeted with gusto.}“Hello!” the person greeted with gusto.

“Hello!” the person greeted with gusto.

_{“Mo Yixiao! I’m Mo Yixiao. Don’t you remember me?” The flυstered boy’s voice trailed off as he asked.}Neatly dressed once more, as Han Xiling descended the stairway, he was met by the sight of Han Jiangxue standing in the hall.

“Mo Yixiao! I’m Mo Yixiao. Don’t you remember me?” The flυstered boy’s voice trailed off as he asked.

_{“Kneel.” Taking the seat of authority within the central hall, Han Jiangxue’s expression was stern.}
“But no one actually believes this!” Han Xiling countered. “They already think we’re up to no good. Why do you refuse to get married, then? Wasn’t it you who said you’d seduce me? Why did you adopt me, then? Why?”

“Kneel.” Taking the seat of authority within the central hall, Han Jiangxue’s expression was stern.

_{The night he left the Xuanyuan residence after a game of chess, Han Xiling found a figure waiting at the doorstep of the Han residence. Standing upright, with his back rаmrod straight, the youth biting the hell out of his lips, upon seeing Han Xiling riding over, had his eyes practically begin to sparkle.}
His chaotic questions were a reflection of his own muddled thoughts. Hearing him, Han Jiangxue thought carefully for a while before replying, “You’ll understand once you’ve experienced life yourself.”

_{As Mo Yixiao's fingers lightly skimmed the line of Han Xiling’s brows, Han Xiling’s initial shock wore off and the craziness of the prior night came flooding back.}One morning, as Han Xiling opened his eyes, he discovered Mo Yixiao sleeping in his arms.

As Mo Yixiao's fingers lightly skimmed the line of Han Xiling’s brows, Han Xiling’s initial shock wore off and the craziness of the prior night came flooding back.

_{“Also, the girls at this Rose Garden aren’t the best nor are the accommodations here comfortable. It’d be best to walk fifty or so metres up the road to find a better brothel if you plan on living like this. The ladies there are all undeniable beauties, in addition, they also have men to provide such services.”}Han Xiling found himself constantly thinking of that man, to the point even he realised it was not a good thing. Thus, one night, while the new pair of friends had found themselves at The Rose Garden, and while in an inebriated state, Han Xiling found him indulging in the pleasure of that once unfulfilled carnal dеsire. From then on, he was ensnared by such games and found himself enraptured by the thrill of those revelrous nights.

_{If things stayed like this, it would have been grand, but a terrible incident came to pass.}Han Jiangxue stared at Han Xiling in shock. “We’re father and son, you need to understand this,” he couldn’t help but urge.

If things stayed like this, it would have been grand, but a terrible incident came to pass.

_{“Hello!” the person greeted with gusto.}After that night, Han Xiling noticed Han Jiangxue seemed to be avoiding him. Whether it was intentional or not was unknown.

“Hello!” the person greeted with gusto.

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