192: Chapter 192 Offering yourself up on my own? I know this script inside and out!

The night was as dark as ink, draping the bustling Tianyuan City in a veil of ambiguity.

Xu Chen fanned himself with a folding fan as he strolled leisurely down a somewhat secluded alley, with Mo Han trailing behind him, still savoring the lingering taste of the candied hawthorns.

"Help... Young master, please help..."

A flurry of hurried footsteps, carrying a fragrant breeze, came from the entrance of the alley.

Immediately after, a crimson figure stumbled and rushed out.

Hua Jieyu appeared rather disheveled at that moment. Her hair was in disarray, and the already daring red gauze dress was now torn in several places, revealing large swathes of snow-white skin.

She covered her chest, seemingly fleeing in panic, yet her gaze precisely locked onto Xu Chen.

The moment she saw Xu Chen, a flash of "delight" crossed her eyes. As if grasping a lifeline, she threw herself directly towards him.

"Young master! Is that the young master from earlier?"

Her legs gave way, and her soft body fell naturally into Xu Chen's arms. Her voice was plaintive yet tinged with a hint of delight:

"Young master... we met at the Drunken Immortal Pavilion... please save this humble servant!"

This move was called "acquaintance coercion."

Since they had already made eye contact earlier, there was no need to pretend to be strangers. Leveraging that bit of "connection at first sight" actually made it easier to lower a man's guard and create an illusion of "fate."

"Ouch!"

With quick reflexes, Xu Chen pushed aside Mo Han who was about to draw her blade. He spread his arms wide and steadily caught the fragrant, soft jade delivered right into his embrace.

*Thump.*

The moment she landed in his arms, that astonishing softness and elasticity made Xu Chen silently give a thumbs-up to the Hehuan Sect's... nourishment.

He lowered his head, looking at the alluring beauty in his arms with her half-open robes and pitiful appearance, a playful smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Isn't this the young lady who raised her cup to me from upstairs earlier?"

Feigning surprise, Xu Chen then adopted the frivolous and pitying air characteristic of a pampered young master:

"How did a beauty like you end up in such a state in just the time it takes to drink a cup of tea? Who could be so lacking in appreciation, daring to lay heavy hands on such a peerless beauty?"

He was acting.

Hua Jieyu was also acting.

"Wuwu... young master..."

Hua Jieyu tightly gripped Xu Chen's lapel, burying her face in the crook of his neck. Her warm breath sprayed onto his skin, carrying a sweet, cloying, exotic fragrance.

"This humble servant only wanted to come downstairs to find you, young master... Who knew I would encounter enemies in pursuit... Young master, they are many and powerful. I'm so scared..."

As she spoke, she very discreetly rubbed her ample curves against Xu Chen's chest, attempting to ignite this man's desire.

"Don't be afraid!"

Xu Chen waved his hand grandly, declaring with righteous fervor:

"Since we are fated, this young master will definitely take charge of this matter! In broad daylight... oh no, on this dark and windy night, this young master wants to see who dares to lay a hand on my... ahem, on this young lady!"

As he spoke, he very naturally adjusted his hold. His hand "accidentally" slid over Hua Jieyu's smooth back, finally resting in a somewhat inappropriate position.

Hua Jieyu's body trembled slightly. She inwardly cursed him as a "lecher," but her expression grew even more delicate and submissive, even actively pressing closer.

"Young master."

Mo Han, standing to the side, stared fixedly at the two people clinging together. The half-eaten bamboo skewer in her hand was almost crushed.

Expressionless, she pointed at Hua Jieyu and said coldly:

"She's lying."

"Hmm?" Xu Chen turned his head and glared at her. "Mo Han, mind your manners."

"First, although she has bloodstains on her, it smells like chicken blood, not human blood. I'm a professional."

Unfazed, Mo Han continued mercilessly exposing the truth:

"Second, she says she's being pursued by enemies, but I've sensed the area. Within five hundred meters, aside from a few stray cats, there isn't even a ghostly shadow. Are her enemies made of air?"

"Third..."

Mo Han pointed at Hua Jieyu's eyes, which, though tearful, remained bright:

"Her pupils aren't contracted in fear. Instead, they're dilated in excitement. This doesn't look like someone being hunted. More like... the look in a predator's eyes when it spots prey."

"..."

The air suddenly fell silent for a second.

Hua Jieyu stiffened slightly in Xu Chen's embrace, inwardly cursing this deadpan weirdo ten thousand times.

Where did this ultimate oddball come from? Analyzing things at a time like this?

"Mo Han!"

With an expression of exasperation, Xu Chen interrupted his maidservant's deduction show.

"What do you know? This is called... post-traumatic stress disorder! This young lady is frightened out of her wits, can't she be hallucinating?"

He spoke nonsense with a straight face: "Besides, she's already injured like this, and you're still here analyzing like a coroner? Have you no compassion?"

"But..."

"No buts!"

Xu Chen directly cut her off. He lowered his head and looked affectionately at Hua Jieyu in his arms:

"Young lady, don't listen to this girl's nonsense. She's just a blockhead who doesn't understand this kind of... connection at first sight that we share."

"Since you're injured, and the streets aren't safe. How about... coming back to my residence with this young master to recuperate?"

"At my place, my bed... ahem, my medicine, is very good."

The implication couldn't be more obvious.

Hearing this, Hua Jieyu felt a surge of joy in her heart.

Truly a top-tier lecher, taking the bait so quickly.

"Thank you, young master..."

She bashfully lowered her eyelids, her voice as faint as a mosquito's hum:

"Young master's great kindness, this humble servant has no way to repay... I can only... leave myself at your mercy."

"Good, good, good!"

Xu Chen laughed heartily. Without hesitation, he scooped Hua Jieyu up in a princess carry and strode briskly towards the direction of the Young Emperors Palace.

"Let's go! Home! To recuperate!"

Watching the retreating backs of the two, Mo Han stood rooted to the spot and sighed helplessly.

She picked up the candied hawthorn bamboo skewer from the ground, flicked it casually, and nailed a rat that had been hiding in the corner watching the excitement to the wall.

"The young master is indeed still too young."

Mo Han shook her head and quickly followed.

"He can't even see such an obvious trap. It seems tonight... I'll have to sleep under the bed."

...

Young Emperors Palace, Bedchamber.

Xu Chen carried Hua Jieyu all the way back to the inner chamber without any hindrance.

As soon as they entered, he placed Hua Jieyu on the spacious, soft couch.

"Young lady, it's very safe here."

Xu Chen looked down at her from above, his eyes revealing an undisguised heat, like a big bad wolf eyeing a little white rabbit.

"Thank you, young master."

Hua Jieyu propped herself up. The already tattered gauze dress slipped off one shoulder, revealing the red undergarment embroidered with Hehuan flowers underneath and a large expanse of dizzying snow-white skin.

She raised her head. Her captivating eyes were misty, her voice soft and seductive:

"Young master... this humble servant's body hurts so much... Could you help me... check the wounds?"

As she spoke, she actively took Xu Chen's hand and slowly pressed it towards her chest.

"Here... it's beating so fast... Young master, please help me see... is my heart meridian injured?"

Here it comes.

The classic scene.

Xu Chen sneered inwardly, but on the surface, he wore an eager expression of "glad to be of service."

"Since the young lady requests it, this young master naturally cannot refuse."

He leaned down accordingly, trapping Hua Jieyu in the small space between them, their breaths mingling.

"However..."

Xu Chen moved close to her ear, his voice low and magnetic:

"If the location of the young lady's wound is too private... this young master's examination will require payment."

"As long as you can heal me, young master..."

Hua Jieyu's eyes were seductive as silk. She actively lifted her chest, allowing that breathtaking curve to almost press against Xu Chen's.

"Whatever you desire, young master... this humble servant will give it."