179: Chapter 179 Chen Shanzhi, you have to take responsibility for me!

"Trying to run?"

Chen Shanzhi's eyes sharpened.

His right hand immediately left Jiang Feiyu's Dantian and began to follow the path of her Meridians.

It moved slowly and precisely across her skin!

His palm climbed up along her slender waist.

His fingertips brushed over the graceful lines of her ribs.

Wherever his fingers passed, her skin was as smooth as fine mutton-fat jade, possessing a startling warmth and elasticity.

Jiang Feiyu bit her red lips hard, her hands clutching the bedsheets beneath her.

With every inch Chen Shanzhi's True Essence advanced, she could feel a warm, tingling current washing through her previously agonizing Meridians.

This sensation of combined pain and itching, extreme comfort and shame, was nearly the death of her!

Whenever Chen Shanzhi's fingers pressed on an acupoint and forcibly injected True Essence to wash away the black qi...

Jiang Feiyu's body would involuntarily tense and arch, and a fine layer of sweat would break out on her fair skin.

She looked like a red-tailed koi just pulled from the water, shimmering with an incredibly alluring pink luster.

This scene was nothing short of a test for Chen Shanzhi's self-control.

Chen Shanzhi took a deep breath, circulating "Unrivaled Godly Marquis" to its limit.

Their skin touched, and their True Essence converged.

"Mmph..."

When Chen Shanzhi's palm inevitably slid over an acupoint below her heart...

Jiang Feiyu finally couldn't help it, and a sweet, soft moan escaped from deep within her throat.

In the quiet ward, this soft moan was no less than a sudden clap of thunder!

Chen Shanzhi's hand also gave a violent jerk, nearly losing control of his True Essence.

Who could possibly withstand this!

He quickly took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the wicked fire in his heart.

His right hand continued upward, passing over her delicate collarbone, sliding across her fair, slender neck, and massaging down along the Meridians of her arm.

Wherever Chen Shanzhi's palm passed, the temperature of her skin was startlingly hot.

Those stubborn strands of black qi were driven out of her body bit by bit by his precise micro-manipulations, turning into wisps of foul-smelling gray smoke that dissipated into the air.

As the True Essence continuously washed through her Meridians, Jiang Feiyu's body temperature rose higher and higher, leaving her drenched in fragrant sweat.

Her small hands, which had been clutching the sheets, had at some point latched onto Chen Shanzhi's shoulders, her nails leaving trails of suggestive red marks on his sturdy back.

"It hurts... and it's a bit itchy..." Jiang Feiyu bit her red lips, her eyes glistening with moisture, her voice having turned completely soft and liquid.

"Endure it a little longer, it'll be over soon."

Chen Shanzhi's large hand moved down her spine and pressed heavily on her tailbone, forcibly driving back the last remnants of Evil Qi in the Meridians of her lower body.

A full half-hour passed.

Drenched in sweat, Chen Shanzhi withdrew his hand and let out a long breath of turbid air.

"Whew—all right, that's enough for today."

Chen Shanzhi wiped the sweat from his forehead, pulled over the nearby quilt, and considerately covered Jiang Feiyu's alluring, sweat-drenched body.

"This black qi has penetrated too deeply; today I only dispersed the outermost layer. I expect we'll need to do this a dozen more times to completely uproot the cause."

Hearing that it was over...

Jiang Feiyu, who had been in a state of extreme tension, finally let out a long sigh of relief.

She tried to circulate her True Essence and found that her previously blocked and sluggish Meridians were indeed much clearer, and the bone-deep, cold stinging sensation had significantly lessened.

But the girl's focus was clearly elsewhere.

Hiding under the quilt, she only showed her watery eyes, which darted around as her face flushed as red as a ripe apple.

"You... turn around first!"

Jiang Feiyu's voice was thin and tiny, like the buzzing of a mosquito: "I... I need to get dressed."

Chen Shanzhi chuckled and cooperatively turned around, facing the wall as if in self-reflection.

Behind him came the rustling sound of fabric as she dressed.

Hiding under the quilt, Jiang Feiyu hurriedly pulled on her clothes while biting her lip, stealing glances at Chen Shanzhi's broad back, her lips curling upward in a secret smile.

Her heart felt as though it had been dipped in honey, filled with a surge of secret joy.

As an unmarried young lady, her body had been seen and touched everywhere by him.

According to the Jianghu rules mentioned by storytellers, Chen Shanzhi would definitely have to take responsibility for her, right?

After all, in this world, when a girl's purity is exposed like this to a man, is there any choice other than marrying him?

He... he will definitely take responsibility for me, right?

At this thought, Jiang Feiyu quickly tied her belt, not even bothering to put on her shoes.

Barefoot, she crept up behind Chen Shanzhi with extreme lightness.

Then, she stood on her tiptoes.

"Smack!"

Before Chen Shanzhi could react, Jiang Feiyu leaned in and gave his handsome cheek a big, forceful kiss!

Chen Shanzhi was stunned. He touched his cheek and turned his head.

He saw that Jiang Feiyu had already stepped back half a pace, hands behind her back, head tilted slightly, and body leaning forward a bit.

Her bright, clear eyes stared straight at him as she said seriously:

"Chen Shanzhi, you've seen everything and touched me. You must take responsibility for me from now on!"

Looking at her like this, an image of Murong Zhaoling wearing a green hat suddenly popped into Chen Shanzhi's mind.

The Emperor had just bestowed a marriage, and his official fiancée was still standing right outside the door.

This girl usually seemed a bit slow-witted; could it be she'd finally wised up and wanted to compete with Murong Zhaoling for the position of the Heir of the Marquis of Zhenguo's primary wife?

If they really started a feud, wouldn't the Marquis's back courtyard be torn apart by these two women?

Seeing Chen Shanzhi standing there silent with a slight frown...

Jiang Feiyu's normally dull brain suddenly had a moment of clarity.

She realized Chen Shanzhi felt that since the Emperor had granted a marriage to Murong Zhaoling, agreeing to her would make things very difficult.

"Oh, why are you spacing out!"

Jiang Feiyu waved her hand very sensibly, her face tilting up:

"Don't misunderstand!

The responsibility I'm talking about isn't about competing with Sister Murong for the position of the primary wife.

I don't care about those formalities!"

As Jiang Feiyu spoke, she puffed out her cheeks and drew an exaggeratedly large circle in the air with her hands:

"The responsibility I mean is... since I let you see me, you have to provide my meals from now on!"

"Every single meal! You have to buy me the capital's best beggar's chicken, crystal pork hock, osmanthus cake...

You have to let me eat lots and lots and lots of delicious food!"

Chen Shanzhi looked at the foodie girl before him, her hands still gesturing the shapes of various delicacies and her eyes pure and clean.

Listening to her incredibly peculiar logic regarding "responsibility."

Looking at her cheeks puffed out like steamed buns and her silly expression, willing to give up her status just for a few bites of food.

Something suddenly struck a soft chord in Chen Shanzhi's heart.

He couldn't help but chuckle, his gaze becoming incredibly doting.

This silly girl.

Even if she were to hand over her entire life, all she asked for was three meals a day and a few bites of delicious food to be happy.

A gentle smile touched the corners of Chen Shanzhi's mouth as he reached out and naturally ruffled Jiang Feiyu's fluffy head, making a mess of her hair.

"All right."

Chen Shanzhi's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an incredibly domineering confidence: "I, Chen Shanzhi, swear that I'll cover all your meals for the rest of your life! I'll make sure you're well-fed and plump."

"Oh yeah!!!"

Jiang Feiyu let out a loud cheer, her large eyes crinkling into crescent moons.

She jumped three feet high in excitement, her cheers nearly lifting the roof off the ward.

Without any hesitation or concern for propriety between men and women, she pounced forward and gave Chen Shanzhi a solid bear hug, clinging to him like a koala!

Then, the girl let go and hummed a cheerful little tune.

Like a happy little sparrow, she hopped and skipped toward the ward door.

"Swish!"

Jiang Feiyu pulled open the heavy wooden door of the ward.

Outside the door stood Murong Zhaoling, wearing a bright green hat; Shen Lingfu, with her hands behind her back; Chen Rou, looking gently toward the door; and Tang Xiaowu, with her head bowed.

Four women, eight eyes, all instantly pinned themselves onto the flushed and slightly disheveled Jiang Feiyu.