190: Chapter 190 Is Xiao Wu feeling unwell?

Chen Shanzhi was also secretly clicking his tongue in amazement.

As expected of the previous champion of the hidden dragon ranking, this breadth of mind and poise really gave off the full presence of the primary wife!

Just as Tang Xiaowu was so moved she didn't know what to say, Murong Zhaoling's tone suddenly shifted.

"However!"

Murong Zhaoling's voice grew a few degrees colder, carrying a hint of displeasure:

"As you've seen, this brat Chen Shanzhi seems to have non-stop luck with women in the Academy!

Those flitting butterflies, every single one of them has impure intentions."

As she spoke, the pure and innocent 'green tea' Face of Shen Lingfu flashed through Murong Zhaoling's mind.

"As an Academy teacher, I have teaching duties to attend to daily; it's impossible for me to keep an eye on him every moment in the Academy."

Murong Zhaoling said with some helplessness, "Sister Xiao Wu, you are a fellow student of his, so you spend more time together.

I hope that while you're at the Academy, you can help me keep a close watch on Chen Shanzhi!

Don't let his soul be hooked away by those women of unknown origin and sinister motives!"

Murong Zhaoling was calculating very shrewdly.

She was no fool; she had seen everything clearly in the Jiantian Division ward and at tonight's banquet.

It seemed that the women in Chen Shanzhi's team all had feelings for him.

Compared to those other women who all had significant backing from various factions,

Tang Xiaowu, a commoner Martial Artist, was clearly much easier to communicate with.

Rather than letting Chen Shanzhi be led astray by other women, it was better to pull Tang Xiaowu into her own camp and let her serve as her eyes and ears.

Inside the room, Chen Shanzhi listened to Murong Zhaoling's heartfelt words from outside the door and almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

Good grief!

This tigress actually went behind his back to try and turn his predetermined concubine-maid against him?

Let her watch over me?

Chen Shanzhi narrowed his eyes mischievously. He looked down at Tang Xiaowu beneath him, who was currently moved to tears by Murong Zhaoling's words and was about to readily agree.

Watch me? With what are you going to watch me?

Right now, even your lifeblood is being held firmly in my hands!

At this thought, the Yin-Yang Origin Return Technique within Chen Shanzhi's body violently surged once more!

The originally stagnant Pure Yang True Essence, like a long-dormant venomous Dragon, instantly and fiercely crashed into Tang Xiaowu's body through their connected Meridians!

Outside the door, after Murong Zhaoling finished her sincere declaration of alliance, she found that there was no response from the room for a long time.

She followed up with some uncertainty: "Sister Xiao Wu, what do you think of this elder sister's proposal?"

"Mnh~!"

How could Tang Xiaowu, who was just about to reply, have guarded against this sudden assault?

The sensation that rushed straight to her crown caused a charming, soft moan to escape uncontrollably from the depths of her throat!

The moment the sound left her, Tang Xiaowu's Soul Flew Away and her Spirit Scattered in fear; she bit down hard on the pillow beneath her, forcefully cutting the sound off in her throat.

Murong Zhaoling, waiting for an answer outside, was stunned for a moment.

"Sister Xiao Wu?"

Murong Zhaoling frowned and asked with some uncertainty, "Just now... did you agree?"

Agree? Agree my foot!

Inside the room, Tang Xiaowu felt like she was in a living hell!

...(The River Crab Divine Beast has exerted its power)

"Ngh..."

Tang Xiaowu gritted her teeth:

"Sister... Murong... you... you're right..."

"I... I will... do as... you said..."

...

Outside the door, Murong Zhaoling's frown deepened.

Although she was dedicated to martial arts and had never experienced the affairs between men and women, being a pure maiden, she could still hear that something was clearly off in Tang Xiaowu's tone.

Why did this voice sound so weak and so heavily out of breath?

"Sister Xiao Wu, I hear that your Qi is lacking and your tone isn't right."

A flash of worry passed through Murong Zhaoling's eyes as she asked with concern, "Are you sick? Or did you catch a cold from the night breeze?"

"No... no..."

At this moment, Tang Xiaowu only wanted to quickly send away this great deity outside her door!

She replied:

"I've recently caught a slight chill..."

"But... with some rest... I'll... be fine.

If Sister Murong has nothing else... please go...!"

Just as the word "back" was about to leave her mouth!

...

Tang Xiaowu's expression was practically written with the despair of "it's over."

Outside.

Even if Murong Zhaoling understood nothing of the affairs between men and women, she could tell by now that this state was definitely abnormal!

"Sister Xiao Wu? What's wrong with you?!"

A flash of anxiety crossed Murong Zhaoling's Face; she decisively raised her hand, wanting to push the door open and check the situation.

But just as her hand touched the door panel, she pulled it back as if she had received an electric shock.

Xiao Wu had just said she wasn't used to sharing a room with others; if she suddenly entered, what if it damaged their sisterly harmony?

Thus, Murong Zhaoling could only stand outside the door and shout anxiously, "Sister Xiao Wu? Say something!"

...

A full half an incense stick's time passed.

...

Only then did Tang Xiaowu recover.

And the man who was the culprit,

at this moment comfortably patted her shoulder and silently mouthed the words: "Keep responding."

Tang Xiaowu wished she could bite him to death!

But with Murong Zhaoling still waiting anxiously outside, she had no choice.

Tang Xiaowu took a deep breath and spoke toward the door in a tired, somewhat raspy voice: "I... I'm fine..."

"It's just that just now... the True Qi in my body took a slight wrong turn... it has calmed down now."

She urged weakly, "Sister Murong... if there's nothing else... please go back and rest..."

"What you said just now... ngh..."

...

"Xiao Wu will... keep a good watch on... ngh... the Heir at the Academy..."

The voice was intermittent and hesitant.

Standing outside the door, Murong Zhaoling's beautiful, heroic eyebrows knitted tightly together.

Why did it feel like... Xiao Wu's voice sounded like it was being made while eating?

...

"So she was hungry."

Murong Zhaoling nodded in realization.

This little girl probably didn't feel comfortable eating her fill at the banquet, and now in the middle of the night, she was so hungry she couldn't take it, hiding in her room to secretly munch on a midnight snack.

No wonder she refused to open the door and let her in no matter what.

She was likely afraid that she would see her ungraceful foodie appearance and feel she had lost Face.

Thinking of this, Murong Zhaoling's hanging heart finally settled down completely.

"Since Sister Xiao Wu is fine, then this elder sister won't disturb your rest."

Murong Zhaoling said considerately through the door, "Eat slowly, don't choke. See you tomorrow."

After speaking, she turned around decisively and left with light steps.

Since her goal had been achieved, she naturally had no reason to stay.

Listening to the footsteps outside getting further and further away until they completely vanished into the night.

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