The Challenge of a Farmhouse Son-in-Law-Chapter 502 - 512: Failed to Entice

Actually, from a physiological perspective, there’s no difference.

Gu Youyou said, "I suddenly remembered something and wanted to ask you about it."

"What?" What an inopportune time to ask.

She felt somewhat embarrassed recalling her question.

But for the sake of their future, she still asked, "You said that to become the State Preceptor one cannot marry, right?"

"Hmm," Jin Zijin didn’t know what she was getting at.

"Does this count as an affair?"

"Ah...?" Jin Zijin was a bit stunned, but after a moment, he earnestly told her, "Of course not, we are doing this to detoxify, otherwise we’d have to drink blood."

"You’re only fooling yourself with ’covering your ears to steal the bell’." Gu Youyou said irritably, "If others knew we sleep together every night and did nothing but detoxify, do you think they would believe that?"

"Of course they would," Jin Zijin confidently said, "Ajing knows, he’s aware that we’re detoxifying."

What an idiot.

As soon as Yue Rujing was mentioned, Gu Youyou remembered the Maidenhair Spike matter on her arm.

He believes, he believes crap. If he believed it, he wouldn’t have tricked her into getting the Maidenhair Spike to verify it.

"Are you really dumb or just pretending?" Gu Youyou’s voice rose as she beat her fists restlessly against his chest, "They even say monks can’t marry, yet there are still monks with illegitimate children. Who would know about us if you don’t tell and I don’t tell?"

Jin Zijin understood her point and blushed with excitement, pushing her away.

Gu Youyou was about to faint from frustration, her big warm furnace.

It was too cold; she hurried to move herself a few inches closer to him.

"What are you doing? I’m cold." She was somewhat angry, having abandoned her own sense of shame and propriety, yet he was still acting like this.

After all, she was still a chaste maiden, how embarrassing for her, and yet he stood on ceremony, even after she’d been so explicit. What more did he want?

She felt both embarrassed and wronged, having never thought that dealing with men could be so difficult.

"Youyou, you mustn’t speak like this again in the future," Jin Zijin said to her seriously, "To have done it and yet say we didn’t, that’s truly deceiving oneself. How could I dare to deceive in the presence of Sanqing? It would be an affront to the gods, a gross impiety."

Gu Youyou was left dumbfounded by his words, never expecting him to be such a rigorously self-disciplined Taoist.

He’d rather mistreat her than deceive the spirits.

Alright, to hell with physiology, she understood now. In his heart, there really was a difference—it all came down to the restraints imposed by one’s internal codes suppressing the nature of the believer.

To hell with Sanqing. Who were they, anyway? What did they have to do with her, Gu Youyou? She didn’t even know them.

All she knew was that she had spent nearly thirty years as a virgin over two lifetimes, and she had finally found a man she liked. He held her every night but wouldn’t let her have her way, causing her immense frustration.

Time flies swiftly, and he was already twenty-seven or twenty-eight. In this era, most men of this age who hadn’t married were likely destined to remain bachelors.

His righteous scolding not only made her feel ashamed and wronged but also brought forth a sense of resentment.