77: In the Hall of Beauties, who should be chosen?
Just as the outside world was buzzing with discussion about the results of the Dao Discussion Assembly, with some rejoicing and others feeling sorrowful, the Jiang Family Imperial Son Palace was a scene of peace and harmony.
Qin Mengyao, Hu Mei, Ji Yue, and Liu Shenyin were in the Qunfang Hall next door.
At this moment, led by the maids, the four of them were staring at each other in bewilderment.
After all, strictly speaking, these four could once have been described as four parallel lines that would never intersect.
Now, gathered together because of the Jiang Family Imperial Son, they didn't know what to say for a moment.
As for the 'culprit' Jiang Yuan, after having the maids bring them over, he just made an appearance and then disappeared, which left them feeling very awkward.
In the end, it was Hu Mei of the Saint Demon Sect who could no longer restrain herself.
With her charming eyes like silk, she chuckled, breaking the silence, her gaze sweeping meaningfully over the others.
"Giggle... The Imperial Son is truly heartless, leaving us beauties here, not afraid that we might be bored to death."
Princess Ji Yue kept her pretty face cold. She despised Hu Mei's fox-like behavior the most, and even more so, she loathed the overly intimate term of address she used.
"Hmph, the Imperial Son has his own deep intentions in doing things; how can you question them?"
Hu Mei covered her lips and laughed, leaning closer to Ji Yue, her breath like orchids: "Oh my, is Your Highness still putting on airs? From now on, we will be one family, you should learn to relax a bit."
Ji Yue's body stiffened, she frowned, did not reply, and simply turned her head away.
The brief exchange highlighted the long-standing conflict between the Great Yan Divine Dynasty and the Saint Demon Sect, which made Qin Mengyao and Liu Shenyin exchange glances, feeling quite awkward, and they could only let their minds wander, inwardly longing for Jiang Yuan to return soon.
...
On the other side, inside the main hall of the Emperors Son Palace, Jiang Yuan was soaking in a huge pool made of ten-thousand-year warm jade, with the three who had just come out of seclusion by his side...
He was not in a hurry to find the four women, letting them get used to each other a bit might be good, right?
"Husband, is the water temperature still suitable?" Bai Qingxue asked, kneeling behind him, her voice cold and clear.
"Hmm, not bad." Jiang Yuan nodded, leaning his head back.
"Does Husband want Wanwan to scrub your back?" Qin Wanwan held a towel woven from celestial silkworm silk, blinking her watery eyes, looking expectant.
"Sure." Jiang Yuan smiled. "But the front."
The little girl cheered immediately, holding the towel.
"By the way, Husband," Qin Yuebai asked curiously while holding Jiang Yuan's arm, "Tonight... which sister are you planning to visit?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the movements of Bai Qingxue and Qin Wanwan paused slightly, their ears involuntarily perking up.
They felt a bit lost in their hearts, but they were also very curious about who Jiang Yuan would choose tonight.
Hearing this, Jiang Yuan opened his eyes, a mischievous smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
"Guess?"
He looked at the three stunning beauties in bathrobes before him, laughed, and didn't listen to their answers at all, because even he didn't know who to choose.
After all, this was indeed a question worth thinking about.
...
The night was like ink, with stars dotting the sky.
Inside the Emperors Son Palace, the lights were bright, and Immortal Qi swirled.
Jiang Yuan had a comfortable bath, changed into a comfortable silk robe, and lay lazily on the soft couch.
The other three had already returned to their rooms to rest.
Although they didn't say it, Jiang Yuan could feel that they were still a bit nervous and disappointed in their hearts.
After all, after tonight, there would be several new mistresses in this home.
However, Jiang Yuan had also promised that when this matter was over, he would spend time with them properly.
"Young Lord, what are you thinking about?" The maid Xiao Cui walked to Jiang Yuan's side with a plate of freshly cut immortal fruits and asked softly.
Looking at her Young Lord's handsome side profile, her heart was also pounding like a deer.
Ever since the Young Lord awakened that Innate Fertility Saint Body, he had become a completely different person.
Not only could he Cultivate, his strength improved day by day, but the confident and domineering aura on his body made even her, his personal maid, unable to hold herself back.
"I'm thinking, what should I do tonight?" Jiang Yuan took the immortal fruit Xiao Cui handed over, took a bite, and pulled Xiao Cui to sit beside him.
"How about you, Xiao Cui?"
Hearing this, Xiao Cui's pretty face flushed, and she muttered softly: "Young Lord is teasing this servant again."
"I'm not joking."
Jiang Yuan pinched her chubby cheeks, unceremoniously resting his head on her thighs, looking up, and finding he couldn't see the sky.
He thought to himself, "It's been a while, Xiao Cui has grown up again."
He looked at the brightly lit Qunfang Hall outside the window, his gaze seemingly able to penetrate space.
Hu Mei / Hu Bao from the Saint Demon Sect? One Body Two Souls, can switch freely, but she is too calculating.
Princess Ji Yue of the Great Yan Divine Dynasty? Ambitious, wanting to be an empress...
Liu Shenyin of the Heavenly Sound Sect? A peerless quasi-emperor beauty, mature and plump, just thinking about it is exciting.
However, she is a quasi-emperor after all, her status is there; giving her time is also giving himself time.
Eliminating them one by one, the only one left is...
Yaochi Holy Land, Qin Mengyao!
Ranked 100th on the prodigy list, Innate Dao Embryo, rating as high as 96!
Moreover, she was the first to step up and perform at the Dao Discussion Assembly.
Logically and emotionally, the first one should be her.
"It's her!"
Jiang Yuan made up his mind and stood up from the soft couch.
"Xiao Cui, help This Imperial Son change clothes."
"Yes, Young Lord."
Xiao Cui hurriedly put down the fruit plate, a flash of disappointment in her eyes, but she quickly cheered up again, nimbly helping Jiang Yuan change into a moon-white brocade robe.
After dressing neatly, Jiang Yuan walked with his hands behind his back, strutting with a swagger, heading towards the Qunfang Hall.