245: Chapter 245 Another ordinary day

After listening to him, Ouyang Wanqing's long, autumn-water-like eyes widened slightly, and she turned to look at him with a hint of confusion.

"This little scoundrel, what kind of mischief is he plotting now?"

But, meeting Chen Shanzhi's teasing gaze, which carried a hint of threat and mockery, she ultimately compromised.

After hearing what Chen Shanzhi said, though she didn't know why he wanted to say these things, she gritted her teeth and called out loudly to the outside of the screen:

"Your Highness... wait a moment."

The First Prince stopped in his tracks, turned around, and asked with some surprise: "Wanqing, is there anything else?"

"Since... Your Highness finds this green tea delicious... then please take some back with you."

Ouyang Wanqing's voice trembled intensely, almost word by word:

"Xiao Cui... go to the storehouse in a moment and fetch some... to bring back for His Highness."

Upon hearing this, the First Prince was overjoyed!

He had thought this Daughter of the Prime Minister was a bit cold towards him, but he hadn't expected her to be so thoughtful, remembering even a casual compliment he made about a sip of green tea.

What did this mean?

It meant that this proud goddess, in the eyes of countless scholars in the capital, already had him, her future husband, in her heart!

"Wanqing, you are very thoughtful." The First Prince's mouth curled up, his eyes full of smugness.

However, before he could finish rejoicing.

Behind the screen, Ouyang Wanqing pursed her lips, and with a hint of strange hesitation in her tone, she continued to speak:

"However... Wanqing once saw a peculiar way of drinking it in an ancient text...

If this specially prepared green tea is... placed on top of one's head before brewing... and warmed for a moment with the Yang Qi of the forehead... before being brewed.

The tea's aroma and flavor... will be even richer and more pleasant..."

Chen Shanzhi, behind her, was trembling all over from holding back his laughter, nearly breaking his composure right then and there.

The First Prince stood at the door, stunned for a moment.

Put the green tea leaves on top of one's head to warm them for a moment before brewing?

Could there really be such a peculiar way of drinking in this world?

But since it was recommended by his own fiancée, this talented woman famous throughout the capital, there must certainly be some logic to this secret method from an ancient text.

"Haha, to think there is such a wonderful method! After I return, I will certainly follow what Wanqing said and try it myself!"

The First Prince laughed heartily, flicked his robes in a great mood, "Wanqing, rest well, I shall take my leave!"

"Creak."

The wooden door was pushed open again, and the First Prince's somewhat brisk footsteps finally disappeared into the distance along the corridor outside.

"Bang."

Following the final sound of the courtyard gate closing.

Inside the boudoir, the First Prince's presence completely vanished.

At this moment.

Ouyang Wanqing's nerves, which had been stretched to the limit, finally collapsed in an instant.

"Ah...!"

A cry, no longer able to be suppressed, filled with endless tenderness and a high-pitched, seductive tone, suddenly exploded in the empty and quiet boudoir!

It was the rebound like a mountain torrent and tsunami that came after the extreme danger had passed.

"You bastard! Chen Shanzhi... you are a scoundrel!"

Ouyang Wanqing turned around, her water-blue eyes misting over.

She seemed to want to vent all her shame and fear, twisting frantically in Chen Shanzhi's arms.

"Madam, now that the First Prince has left, no one can disturb us anymore."

Chen Shanzhi grinned, his warm, large hands gripping her slender waist tightly, having no more reservations.

He lowered his head, and the Dual Cultivation Technique, the Yin-Yang Origin Return Technique, roared into operation within his body!

In fact, back in the study earlier, Chen Shanzhi had already been quietly operating this technique.

But at that time, Ouyang Wanqing was still in a somewhat resistant and passive state, so the effect of the Dual Cultivation was not perfect.

But at this very moment, after this extreme stimulation, facing Chen Shanzhi's renewed offensive.

Under the dual fusion of body and mind, Ouyang Wanqing finally subconsciously released the True Qi within her body, beginning to cooperate and follow the rhythm of Chen Shanzhi's True Qi flow.

"Hoo... hoo..."

As the Yin-Yang Origin Return Technique roared into circulation.

The Spiritual Qi between heaven and earth began to gather madly toward this luxurious large bed in an instant.

Ouyang Wanqing was, after all, a Genius at the Xuanguan Peak, and possessed a Primordial Yin body that had just been deflowered.

That True Qi, pure to the extreme, flowed like a rushing river, continuously pouring into Chen Shanzhi's body along their Meridians.

"Crack!"

Almost the moment this massive surge of energy was injected.

The sturdy Bottleneck representing the eleventh major aperture within Chen Shanzhi's body was shattered into pieces by the violent True Qi in an instant!

Breakthrough!

Xuanguan Eleven Apertures!

Not only that, but the rushing True Qi did not stop after the Breakthrough.

Instead, it continued at an extremely fast speed, frantically filling the massive volume of the eleventh major aperture.

In the blink of an eye, that previously dry eleventh major aperture was already more than half-filled with pure True Qi!

"Hum!"

At the same time, Chen Shanzhi's mind trembled slightly.

The grade of the Yin-Yang Origin Return Technique also underwent a transformation in this instant.

It directly broke through to the Low Grade of the Profound Rank!

And the benefits Ouyang Wanqing received were equally immense.

She was already at the Xuanguan Peak.

At this moment, under their Dual Cultivation, the vigorous True Qi within her body began to condense frantically within her Meridians.

One must know that for a Martial Artist in the Profound Gate Realm, every time they condense their True Qi, its quality and power increase exponentially.

But the difficulty of condensing also increases geometrically.

For an ordinary Martial Artist, being able to complete two condensations in a lifetime is the limit.

But at this moment, under the mysterious operation of the Yin-Yang Origin Return Technique, Ouyang Wanqing's fourth condensation of True Qi was actually completed by a full thirty percent in just a short moment!

If the proud geniuses of the Great Jiang Dynasty knew of this Cultivate speed, they would likely be so jealous they would commit suicide on the spot.

"Mm... bad guy..."

Ouyang Wanqing lay in Chen Shanzhi's arms, feeling the powerful True Qi within her body that felt like a rebirth, her beautiful eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

She never imagined that doing such an absurd thing with this hooligan could bring about such a terrifying increase in strength.

The two of them stayed on the large bed, cherishing the moment for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Ouyang Wanqing's long eyelashes trembled gently, and with some reluctance, she propped up her fair, delicate body from his arms, turned her head, and looked outside through the carved wooden window.

Outside the window, the originally bright sunlight had long since disappeared.

A somewhat reddish setting sun was hanging tremblingly on the distant horizon, emitting its final afterglow.

The evening glow dyed the entire Prime Minister's Mansion a faint golden red.

"Oh no, it's getting late."

Ouyang Wanqing's pretty face changed slightly, and she pushed Chen Shanzhi a bit hurriedly:

"My eldest brother and my father, who is at court, are about to return. If they catch us in the mansion, we will both be in big trouble."

Chen Shanzhi also knew how difficult that shrewd Prime Minister was to deal with, so he immediately stopped acting up and reluctantly withdrew his hand from her smooth, slender waist.

A moment later, the two of them were fully dressed.

Ouyang Wanqing took out that white jade mask, which emitted a faint, lustrous glow, and slapped it onto Chen Shanzhi's face with a huff.

"Put it on, don't let anyone recognize you."

Chen Shanzhi touched the cool mask and grinned.

Under the slanted rays of the setting sun that followed.

The Daughter of the Prime Minister, dignified and elegant in a water-blue dress.

Leading a Chen San wearing a white jade mask, one in front and one behind, they walked naturally out of the Prime Minister's Mansion's gate.

Standing at the corner of the street.

Their gazes met gently in mid-air.

"Madam, your husband is heading back now."

Chen Shanzhi leaned in closer and whispered with a smile, sounding somewhat unsatisfied, using a voice only the two of them could hear.

"Pah, who is your madam? Get lost quickly."

Ouyang Wanqing's pretty face flushed slightly, and she gave him a charming, sideways glance.

Yet, the moment Chen Shanzhi turned around, she bit her red lips with a sense of loss.

Chen Shanzhi, with his hands tucked into his sleeves, walked with a somewhat leisurely gait, heading brazenly towards the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion.

Today's turn of events not only gave the First Prince a solid cuckolding, but his own strength had also soared directly to the Xuanguan Eleven Apertures.

"Another unremarkable day."

Chen Shanzhi hummed a little tune, feeling wonderful inside.