185: Chapter 185 The First Lesson After Childbirth (Part 1): The Goddess's Desire

"In that case, tonight might be a bit exhausting."

As Xu Chen's meaningful words fell, he no longer hesitated. With a slight exertion of his arms, he scooped up Jiang Liuli—who had already turned into a puddle of spring water in his embrace—and strode toward the inner room deep within the Bedchamber.

"Husband..."

Jiang Liuli let out a startled cry, instinctively hooking her arms around Xu Chen's neck and burying her burning cheeks into his chest, leaving only a sliver of her pink earlobe visible.

Although the two were already an old married couple, acting like this in broad daylight—with a newly recruited "outsider" standing guard right outside—the forbidden thrill made her Seven-Colored Luminous Heart beat even more violently.

Thud.

Xu Chen gently kicked the carved wooden door of the inner room shut with his heel. As a spiritual energy restriction fell into place, the light and sight from the outer hall were completely cut off.

...

Outside the door.

Mo Han leaned against a cold, red-lacquered corridor pillar, still clutching the broom she hadn't had time to put down.

The dull sound of the door closing just now was like a heavy hammer striking her heart.

As a Quasi-Saint Peak assassin, her five senses were acute to an outrageous degree.

Even though the sound-isolating formation of the Young Emperors Palace was extremely sophisticated, at such a close distance, the subtle rustling of clothes, the heavy footsteps, and even the slightly hurried breathing of the two inside were like they had been magnified countless times, clearly reaching her ears.

"Closing the door... and even setting a restriction?"

Mo Han looked down at her toes, her eyes filled with professional vigilance and a hint of indescribable confusion.

In her understanding, such strict defenses were only necessary during secluded cultivation for a breakthrough or when imparting top-secret techniques.

"Could it be... that Goddess Jiang is seriously injured and needs the Young Master to use special means to heal her?"

She pricked up her ears, trying to distinguish the movement inside to determine if she needed to act as a protector.

...

Inside the room, red candles flickered.

Xu Chen gently placed Jiang Liuli onto the large dragon bed covered with a soft Cloud Brocade quilt.

Jiang Liuli sank into the soft bedding, her waterfall-like black hair scattering across the pillow, creating a strong visual contrast with her moon-white dress.

She tilted her head slightly, her eyes—which seemed to contain a sea of stars—now looked up at the man above her through a misty haze.

"Husband... stop looking..."

Feeling Xu Chen's fiery and aggressive gaze, Jiang Liuli turned her head away shyly, her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz. "Liuli just gave birth... my body is a bit out of shape. I'm afraid I don't look good anymore..."

This was a common insecurity for all women, even a goddess was no exception.

"Silly girl."

Xu Chen chuckled, leaned down, and let his fingers lightly trail over her still-flat and firm lower abdomen, finally stopping beside her curves that had become even more impressive due to breastfeeding.

"Who says you don't look good?"

"In my eyes, you are more beautiful now than before. You have a... flavor that makes me want to swallow you whole."

Xu Chen's voice was low and raspy, carrying undisguised praise and desire.

He was telling the truth.

If Jiang Liuli before childbirth was a cold and noble snow lotus, then the current her was a fully bloomed peony—elegant, luxurious, and naturally seductive.

Especially after the Seven-Colored Luminous Heart within her had completely awakened, a faint seven-colored glow seemed to flow beneath her skin, making her look both holy and enchanting.

"Really?"

Jiang Liuli turned her head back, the anxiety in her eyes smoothed away by the infatuation in Xu Chen's gaze.

"Of course."

Xu Chen lowered his head and kissed her slender swan-like neck, feeling the pulse throbbing beneath her delicate skin.

"Besides, didn't I say just now? I need to follow the doctor's orders and help you check your recovery."

"The first step of this check-up... is naturally to 'undress' first."

He flicked his fingertips.

The silk ribbon tied around her waist fell away.

The moon-white dress spread out like flower petals, revealing the Dudou embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water underneath. A large expanse of snow-white skin was exposed to the air, flushed with an enticing pink due to shyness.

"Mmm..."

An uncontrollable low moan escaped Jiang Liuli's mouth, her body trembling slightly.

She found that since giving birth, her body had become exceptionally sensitive. Just the touch of Xu Chen's fingertips gave her a numbing sensation like an electric current running through her entire body.

"It seems this Seven-Colored Luminous Heart hasn't just improved your cultivation, but even your body... has become more 'exquisite'."

Xu Chen teased with a wicked grin, but the movements of his hands did not stop.

He explored bit by bit, as if admiring a rare treasure or tasting a peerless delicacy. Every touch elicited a shiver from Jiang Liuli.

"Husband... don't... don't torture Liuli anymore..."

Jiang Liuli finally couldn't help herself.

She reached out her jade-like arms, tightly hugging Xu Chen's neck, and proactively offered her fragrant kiss, blocking all those heart-pounding teases in his throat.

At this moment, the goddess's coldness completely collapsed, leaving only the most primal desire.

...

Outside the door.

"Mmm... Husband... be gentler..."

This plea for mercy, tinged with a sob, pierced through the thick wooden door and accurately struck Mo Han's eardrums.

Clatter.

The broom in Mo Han's hand fell to the ground.

Her whole body felt like it had been electrocuted; she suddenly sprang away from the corridor pillar and didn't stop until she reached the old locust tree in the courtyard.

Her face was so red it looked like it was about to drip blood, and her heart was beating so fast it felt like it would leap out of her throat.

"This... this is healing?"

Mo Han squatted under the tree, covering her burning ears with her hands, her eyes filled with shock from the collapse of her worldview.

This "healing" method... was simply too... too strange, wasn't it?

And why did it sound like Jiang Liuli was in pain, yet also... very happy? Although her breathing was erratic, her vitality was climbing steadily, and even the surrounding spiritual energy was surging toward the room in a jubilant rush.

"It's really too complicated."

Mo Han murmured to herself, looking at the tightly closed palace doors. Involuntarily, the look in Xu Chen's eyes when he picked up Jiang Liuli earlier surfaced in her mind.

That burning, focused gaze, as if he wanted to rub her into his very bones.

She subconsciously touched the Slave Seal on her brow.

If...

If one day, the Young Master also wanted to "heal" her like this...

Boom!

The moment this thought popped up, Mo Han's brain instantly short-circuited. She almost died of shame and indignation.

"Mo Han! What are you thinking! You're an assassin! You're Shadow Kill!"

She frantically despised herself in her heart, trying to find her cold and heartless self again.

But the increasingly high-pitched and rapid sounds from within the hall seemed to be ruthlessly mocking her pretense.