235: Chapter 235 Bathing and Incense Burning

Ouyang Wanqing's body was already very sensitive at this moment. Caught off guard, she was startled. She let out a gasp of surprise, and then, a wave of indescribable, tingling electric current, triggered by the fright, instantly surged from her tailbone and swept through her entire body, leaving her legs feeling weak.

In an instant, Ouyang Wanqing understood the psychological reaction of Chen Shanzhi, that despicable and shameless lecher. This rogue, just hearing that she was someone else's fiancée, could actually produce such a huge physiological and psychological reaction!

"Pah... pervert!" Ouyang Wanqing blushed, gritted her teeth, and punched Chen Shanzhi in the chest in shy annoyance.

Chen Shanzhi, however, wore a look of righteous indignation. Not only did he feel no shame, but he also shamelessly leaned forward and said with a straight face: "Wife, how can this be called being a pervert? This is purely my body's extreme longing for you. So, the main responsibility lies with you. Who told you to be so tempting just now, and to use another man to anger your husband?"

Ouyang Wanqing rolled her eyes prettily, having no way to deal with this thick-skinned rogue.

Chen Shanzhi couldn't be bothered to continue bickering with her. He chuckled... (Naturally, there is no need to say more here. The author expresses helplessness; the River Crab Divine Beast is hanging high, and as a good citizen, the author can only wail here...)

"Mmm... take your hand away..." Ouyang Wanqing protested with a pant.

How could Chen Shanzhi agree? Not only did he not take it away, but he also intimately leaned his mouth close to Ouyang Wanqing's ear, which was so red it seemed about to drip water. His lips gently pressed against her warm earlobe, following the translucent auricle. He breathed hot, steaming air, ambiguous and slightly teasing, his voice low, every word feeling like it was striking her heart: "Wife, the storm just now has passed, and we must seize the time... so shouldn't we properly study poetry?"

In our Great Jiang Dynasty, scholars who enter the Dao through literature value two words above all else: decency. Writing poetry and composing lyrics are sacred acts of communicating with the creation of heaven and earth, so discussing them naturally cannot be sloppy. The ancients said: Before discussing knowledge, one must bathe and burn incense to show reverence for the Heavenly Dao. Today's in-depth discussion in the cabinet of the Prime Ministers Mansion naturally cannot lack this solemn and noble sense of ritual. Since we are to discuss poetry, this bathing matter naturally requires undressing first. As the strictest and most sacred ritual before discussing knowledge, Chen Shanzhi has always been extremely devout and dare not be the slightest bit negligent.

"Shh, Wife, you must not make a sound." Chen Shanzhi pressed his entire body against Ouyang Wanqing's ear, teasingly biting her round, delicate earlobe while lowering his voice to instruct: "This ritual is very solemn. If there is any noise and it disturbs the Literary Dao's Literary Qi, then our golden Literary Qi might be returned. Be good, bear with it."

"Mm... lecher..." Ouyang Wanqing was teased until her whole body felt weak, her face so red it was about to drip water. She could only glare at him fiercely with her pair of watery, beautiful eyes, but in the end, she didn't dare to truly scold him loudly.

Chen Shanzhi chuckled, his hands already nimbly beginning to busy themselves on her body. In the illusion world, he had been husband and wife with this Eldest Miss of the Prime Ministers Mansion for decades. He was so familiar with the complicated and gorgeous dress of the Daughter of the Prime Minister that he could undo it in one go with his eyes closed.

"Swish..." With a faint sound of fabric rubbing, Chen Shanzhi's slender fingers nimbly wove through the complicated ribbons and buttons. The moon-white waistband, the water-blue wide-sleeved outer robe, the exquisite inner lining... It only took a moment. These gorgeous clothes that originally wrapped the Eldest Miss of the Prime Ministers Mansion tightly, making her look cool and ethereal, fell one by one onto the thick wool carpet under the grand armchair like slowly blooming lotus petals.

With the clothes removed, she was as white as jade. Ouyang Wanqing only felt a chill over her body; she was translucent like a peeled lychee, and then defenselessly exposed to Chen Shanzhi's gaze. She shyly closed her eyes, her long row of feather-like eyelashes trembling violently. Her two small hands gripped Chen Shanzhi's clothing tightly, her teeth biting her red lips, trying hard to endure, not letting herself make any sound, lest she truly destroy this sacred ritual.

However, this bathing matter was quite a difficult problem in the study. In this empty and quiet study, besides the desk and bookshelves, where would there be a large wooden bathtub and warm pool water for the two to bathe? If they really made a big fuss and had servants carry water in now, the Prime Minister would probably have a cerebral hemorrhage on the spot when he went to court tomorrow. But in this world, there are no unsolvable difficulties, only mediocre people who cannot think of a way. Especially for two Xuanguan experts with deep cultivation.

"Wife, we only produce water, we are not water carriers," Chen Shanzhi leaned into her ear, breathing hot air and laughing.

"Splash—" In the corner, a large, exquisite blue-and-white porcelain basin, usually used for soaking brushes and filled with clear spring water, was seen. Under Chen Shanzhi's guidance, that pool of clear water suddenly leaped into mid-air like a silver water ribbon, driven by his fingertips. Then, Chen Shanzhi's fingertips gently brushed across both their faces, taking away the fine dust on them, but also leaving bright water marks. This method of bathing is something that probably only these two perverts in the whole world could think of.

"Good Dao technique! Wife, you truly are a water person." Chen Shanzhi exclaimed in admiration. Ouyang Wanqing's face was flushed red. Her pair of fair, jade-like hands reached out from Chen Shanzhi's embrace and fiercely pinched the tender flesh on his waist. "Hiss," Chen Shanzhi cried out in pain.

But this bathing ritual could be considered complete. And next, it was "burning incense." It's just that this impromptu gathering in the cabinet meant the purple copper incense burner in the study was empty; they had left in such a hurry that they hadn't brought any good agarwood or sandalwood.

"No incense to burn? That's easy to handle." Chen Shanzhi chuckled, his large hand exerting a little force. He hugged the warm, slippery, delicate body in his arms tightly, buried his face gently between Ouyang Wanqing's fair and delicate neck and collarbone, and took a deep breath. A unique, faint fragrance, mixed with the cool scent of plum blossoms and the girl's body temperature, was instantly inhaled into Chen Shanzhi's lungs, making him feel refreshed.

"Agarwood and sandalwood are just worldly objects. The Fairy body fragrance that comes with your icy skin and jade bones is the most superb divine incense in this world, the one that can best clear one's mind and brighten one's eyes." Chen Shanzhi gently bit her collarbone and said with a thick-skinned smile.