Urban Romantic Divine Doctor Chapter 1924 - 1921: Sleeping With You

The night is adorned with a sparse display of stars under the moon.

Silver moonlight drapes like a veil over the small courtyard of the Lin Family, adding a layer of dreamlike gauze to the entire yard.

Xu Wendong, staying in this small courtyard of the Lin Family, keeps it pristine and tidy with regular cleaning.

Conveniently, the courtyard has two rooms, one for Li Jiayin and the other for Xu Wendong.

Currently, Xiao Die holds a rather high status in the Lin Family, with no one daring to bully her any longer.

She has become the most powerful maid of the Lin Family, overseeing many under her.

At this moment, Xiao Die walks softly to Xu Wendong’s room.

Her face carries a smiling expression, as sweet and captivating as blooming flowers.

Yet, in her eyes suffused with autumn water, there seems to be some unspeakable sorrow.

"Young master, Miss Li has already gone to bed," Xiao Die whispers, as she stands beside Xu Wendong.

She speaks while slightly lifting her head, gazing at Xu Wendong with gentle eyes.

Having not seen him for a long time, Xiao Die misses Xu Wendong dearly.

Xu Wendong intuitively senses Xiao Die’s unusual emotions, and is filled with curiosity.

"Xiao Die, do you feel upset? Is it because I didn’t take you to Heavenly Nether Sect, and you’re angry?" he asks, frowning slightly out of concern.

"No, no..." Xiao Die shakes her head quickly, her movements urgent and resolute, as if she feared being misunderstood by Xu Wendong.

She is just a maid; how would she dare to be angry at the young master?

If it weren’t for Xu Wendong’s constant protection over the years, she would’ve suffered endless torment in the Lin Family, trampled by others indiscriminately.

"Xiao Die only..." Xiao Die hesitates for a moment, a flicker of struggle crosses her eyes.

"Young master, if one day Xiao Die is gone, would you miss me?" she says softly, her voice as gentle as a sigh in the wind.

Then, she gently embraces Xu Wendong’s leg, starting to massage it gently but skillfully with her small hands.

Upon hearing this, Xu Wendong stares at Xiao Die strangely: "Why are you suddenly saying nonsense? How could you be gone? Are you planning to leave?"

Seeing Xu Wendong’s query, Xiao Die smiles bitterly.

There are things she wishes not to say, for they would change nothing.

She lowers her head slightly, speaking slowly: "Young master, the Netherworld is vast, vast enough to be terrifying. You must strive hard in cultivation, and Xiao Die will work hard too!"

Xu Wendong frowns, reaching out to pat Xiao Die’s head, curiously asking: "You’re not feverish, yet speaking nonsense today?"

Xiao Die remains silent, raising her head to gaze deeply at Xu Wendong as if making up her mind.

"Young master, tonight Xiao Die wishes... to sleep with you!" She gathers her courage to speak, her cheeks instantly turning crimson, like ripe apples.

Xu Wendong is stunned by her words.

Tonight, Xiao Die seems particularly bold.

Even though he knew for a long time about Xiao Die harboring special feelings for him, she was always timid and cowardly; never would she have proactively acted so unless he spoke first.

What’s going on today?

"Xiao Die, did you face some difficulties? If anyone is bullying you, let me know." Xu Wendong speaks seriously, frowning.

At this moment, the door is gently knocked.

Lin Yin’s voice softly calls from outside: "Lin Mo, are you asleep?"

The voice is gentle and melodious, resonating clearly in the quiet night...

"The Seventh Elder is here!" Xiao Die’s voice carries a hint of panic, like a startled deer.

She planned to stay in the room tonight, spend rare quality time with Xu Wendong, but Lin Yin’s visit at this moment was unexpected.

A sense of disappointment flickers in her eyes, as if her beautiful expectations have suddenly shattered.

Seeing this, Xu Wendong frowns slightly and softly tells Xiao Die: "Go open the door."

Xiao Die hesitates for a moment, then turns and heads towards the door.

Moments later, Lin Yin gracefully enters the room.

Her figure is elegant, like a willow branch swaying with the spring breeze.

Xiao Die looks at Lin Yin and sighs softly.

In her heart, perhaps tonight was her last opportunity to confess her feelings to the young master, even entrust herself to him.

Yet with Lin Yin’s arrival, her fantasy is crushed, her plans disrupted.

As the young master’s personal maid, Xiao Die is well aware of the things between Lin Yin and the young master.

She knows clearly the purpose of Lin Yin’s visit to Xu Wendong.

Sadly, her deep affection turned into nothing in an instant, unable to fulfill her wish tonight!

Soon, Xiao Die gently closes the door, like a wounded little bird, silently turns and leaves.

Though Xu Wendong is worried about Xiao Die’s unusual state, his gaze follows her departing silhouette. Yet as Lin Yin gracefully approaches, he momentarily sets aside this concern.

"Little fellow, at least you have some conscience to return home and check in!" Lin Yin strides lightly, heading straight to the bedside and sits elegantly.

Her words carry a hint of bitterness, like tasting unripe grapes, the sourness seeping through her words.

Xu Wendong’s mouth slightly twitches, showcasing a helpless smile, quickly stepping beside Lin Yin.

"What are you saying, elder? I’ve missed you day and night. Out there, my heart was like being clawed by cats, it was unbearable." He shows a deeply affectionate manner, his face displaying a charming smile.

The words cause Lin Yin’s expression to brighten slightly, her originally frowning brows began to ease.

Yet still unsatisfied, she speaks sourly: "This old elder, old and haggard, can’t compare to the tender skin of Miss Li that you definitely favor."

"And I’ve told you to stop calling me elder, but you enjoy it!"

"Indeed, no man is good." She hums lightly, resembling a wronged wife.

Xu Wendong views Lin Yin’s posture, and can’t help but smile bitterly.

If Lin Yin is deemed old and haggard, then nine-tenths of the world’s women must be considered ancient.

In truth, Lin Yin is only a few years older than Xu Wendong, in her prime, with snow-like skin and vibrant beauty.

"Yin... Sister Yin?" Xu Wendong raises an eyebrow slightly, tentatively changing his address.

"That’s better!" Lin Yin nods with satisfaction, a proud smile gracing her face.

She lifts her gaze, scanning Xu Wendong’s body, her eyes flicker with fervent heat, as if she could ignite him.

"I was pent up while you were away, and surely so were you?"

"Being restrained is good for young people, but can’t suppress for long. Come, let Sister Yin have a look." With eagerness, she reaches both hands, intending to untie Xu Wendong’s brocade sash, unbuttoning his long robe...