135: Chapter 135 Incarnation as Miao Renfeng

In front of the vermilion-lacquered gate of the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion.

Chen Shanzhi had just returned, and he familiarly summoned Coachman Zhao Da, his personal bodyguard who had been waiting on standby outside the mansion.

"Heir Apparent, what are your orders?" Coachman Zhao Da approached with a humble and submissive demeanor.

Chen Shanzhi glanced around and whispered:

"Tomorrow morning, have Zhao Er wait for me outside the South City Vegetable Market.

Remember, you must not let my Aunt know, and wear plain clothes; do not let anyone know you are from the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion."

Coachman Zhao Da was stunned, but as a qualified lackey, he didn't ask a single unnecessary question and immediately nodded: "I obey, I will get it done right away!"

After arranging the manpower to annihilate Shi Village tomorrow.

Chen Shanzhi stood there, brushed the dust off his hands, and turned to leave, intending to return to Four Seas Academy.

He had only taken half a step.

Chen Shanzhi's foot froze in mid-air, and he stopped.

He rubbed his chin and smacked his lips.

"That won't do. Since I've already returned to the mansion, if I don't go to pay my respects to my Aunt..."

In Chen Shanzhi's mind, the image of Chen Rou's gentle yet extremely nagging beautiful face instantly appeared, and he couldn't help but shiver.

His Aunt usually doted on him to the extreme, but if she found out he had returned to the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion.

And had actually passed by the door without entering, running off without even saying hello.

Then the next time they met, his ears would definitely be nagged until calluses formed.

"I'd better go show my face and just go through the motions."

Chen Shanzhi made up his mind, changed direction, and strode towards the inner courtyard of the mansion.

Passing through several covered corridors, Chen Shanzhi first arrived at the inner hall where guests were usually entertained.

It was empty inside, not even a shadow of a person.

"Not here?"

Chen Shanzhi scratched his head and familiarly turned into the rear garden of the mansion.

Aunt Chen Rou usually liked to tend to the precious flowers and plants in the rear garden after dinner.

As a result, Chen Shanzhi walked around the garden, but apart from a few wild cats in heat, he didn't see a single person.

"That's strange. It hasn't been dark for long; could Aunt have returned to her room to rest so early today?"

Chen Shanzhi muttered a sentence and headed straight for the quiet courtyard where Chen Rou lived.

The courtyard was quiet, and he didn't even see a servant girl attending to things.

Only the paper windows of the main room showed a layer of dim, soft candlelight.

Chen Shanzhi walked to the door, raised his hand, and knocked a few times.

Just as he was about to ask: "Aunt, are you resting?"

A mature voice, tinged with a hint of laziness and a trace of inexplicable reproach, drifted out from behind the door:

"The door isn't locked, just come in."

This voice was soft and bone-melting, like an extremely soft feather, gently scratching at the tip of Chen Shanzhi's heart.

But after hearing it, Chen Shanzhi's heart sank uncontrollably.

Aunt's tone isn't right; why does it reek of someone looking to settle scores?

Could it be that the matter of me leaving Caishikou early today has reached her ears?

But that doesn't seem right either; after I left, I returned to the mansion immediately.

Who could know about that?

But Aunt's tone just now was definitely not faked.

Thinking of this, Chen Shanzhi's heart began to thump, and he wondered if he should just slip away.

He knew this Aunt's temper well; she usually looked gentle as water, but once she truly got angry, she was absolutely the most terrifying existence in the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion.

Chen Shanzhi swallowed his saliva, and in his mind, he instantly imagined ten thousand miserable scenarios of being dragged by his ears by Chen Rou, and being chased around the courtyard with a feather duster.

Just when Chen Shanzhi was about to slip away and was already calculating whether to just run off.

The voice in the room sounded again, and this time, the tone was noticeably raised, carrying an extremely obvious angry questioning:

"What are you still doing standing outside?"

This shout scared Chen Shanzhi so much that his neck shrank, and the leg he had just stepped out was forcibly pulled back.

It's over, she's really angry now.

Chen Shanzhi swallowed his saliva, while frantically brainstorming in his mind.

'The perfect excuse for how to explain extremely naturally why he was at the mansion instead of at the Academy.'

While biting the bullet, he reached out with extreme guilt and pushed open the door with a creak.

As soon as he entered the room, a rich and pleasant rose fragrance.

Mixed with some kind of misty water vapor, instantly rushed towards his face, straight to his brain.

The room was elegantly furnished, and the light inside was somewhat dim.

What came into view was a translucent Su embroidery landscape screen.

Behind the screen, a few flickering candlelight rays were vaguely visible, along with a very faint splashing sound of water.

At this moment, Chen Shanzhi's mind was full of excuses on how to explain to his Aunt why he was "neglecting his proper work".

He was entirely in a state of highly tense brainstorming.

He didn't carefully observe the water vapor behind the screen at all, nor did he notice that the room was so quiet that only some subtle water sounds could be heard.

"I must strike first; my attitude in admitting my mistake must be upright!"

Chen Shanzhi took a deep breath and strode directly around the hazy screen.

He didn't even lift his head, and immediately put on an extremely fawning, obedient, and ingratiating smile, opening his mouth to shout:

"Au—"

However, before the word "nt" could be uttered.

Chen Shanzhi's voice was instantly cut short, as if his throat had been tightly gripped by an invisible hand!

He stood stiffly in place, as if he had been hit by a paralysis spell.

Chen Shanzhi's eyes instantly widened larger than copper bells, and his pupils contracted violently at this moment!

He saw that behind the screen.

There sat a huge carved wooden bathtub!

On the steaming water surface, a layer of bright red rose petals was floating.

And at this very moment, Chen Rou was facing away from him, her hands supporting the edge of the bathtub, and she was standing up from the water quite naturally!

The charm of a thirty-three-year-old mature woman was fully displayed at this moment.

"Splash—"

Water droplets slid down her beautiful back, which was as smooth and white as mutton-fat jade, without a single flaw.

Following that extremely breathtaking, crime-inducing curve of her back.

All the way down.

Sliding past that slender willow waist that could barely be grasped, without a single ounce of fat.

Finally, disappearing between those extremely plump, snow-white, long legs that possessed astonishing elasticity from years of martial arts practice.

Chen Shanzhi only felt a rush of hot blood, "boom", rushing straight to his crown!

This kind of visually impactful scene was simply a hundred times more shocking than the special effects of any peerless Cultivation Technique Move!

At this moment, Chen Shanzhi's brain was completely blank, and he had completely crashed.

"Xiao Tao, I told you to go get a new towel, why did it take so..."

Chen Rou obviously thought that it was her personal maid who had entered.

She lazily raised her arms, which were like white lotus roots, wringing her wet, jet-black long hair, while turning around.

The words "long" had not yet been spoken.

Chen Rou's voice also instantly stalled.

Their eyes met.

Time, in this second, completely stopped flowing.

On Chen Rou's beautiful, mature face, which had originally carried a trace of slight annoyance, her expression instantly froze.

Those eyes, which usually always exuded gentleness, were now filled with extreme astonishment and dullness.

And Chen Shanzhi...

His gaze uncontrollably shifted downwards.

Directly facing it head-on!

Without any obstruction.

What came into view.

Two extremely proud, snow-white breasts that were still swaying slightly with Chen Rou's turning motion.

That astonishing scale, that extremely perfect shape, could simply make a person suffocate!

Downwards, was that flat and firm lower abdomen, without a single ounce of fat, where the vest line could faintly be seen.

Then there were the long, beautiful legs half-hidden by the bathtub.

An indescribable heat instantly surged wildly from his lower abdomen.

Almost instantly.

Chen Shanzhi became the Incarnation of that extremely famous hero in Wuxia novels—Miao Renfeng.

"Gulp..."

In this deathly silent bathroom, Chen Shanzhi loudly swallowed a large mouthful of saliva.