60: Chapter 60 In front of the concubine (huan, 2/5)

In front of the gates of the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion.

A large red sandalwood carriage slowly came to a stop.

The carriage curtain was pulled open by a large hand with distinct joints, and Chen Shanzhi jumped down from the carriage feeling refreshed.

He tidied his slightly messy collar, a lingering smirk hanging on the corner of his mouth.

Immediately following, a small, fair, jade-like hand that was trembling slightly reached out from behind the curtain and rested on Chen Shanzhi's arm.

Tang Xiaowu lowered her head and emerged from the carriage.

At this moment, where was the cold and determined look she had previously shown at the courtyard gate?

The green high-waisted ruqun she had carefully dressed in was now covered in wrinkles.

The translucent thin gauze hung messily over her shoulders.

Her pure yet charming face was so red it looked as if it could bleed.

Her eyes were watery and glistening, with a trace of undried tears at the corners.

Most eye-catching were her full, sexy red lips, which were slightly swollen and glistening with an enticing sheen.

As soon as she stepped off the carriage, Tang Xiaowu's legs suddenly went weak, and she nearly fell to the ground.

Chen Shanzhi was quick and agile, catching her slender waist and pulling her tightly against his chest.

"Careful, Xiaowu." Chen Shanzhi lowered his head and leaned into her reddened ear, his tone playful. "What? Was our sparring in the carriage just now too intense, making your legs weak?"

Tang Xiaowu's delicate body trembled violently.

She recalled how, in the bumping carriage, this domineering Heir Apparent had pressed her onto the soft couch.

He had unleashed a storm without allowing any explanation.

She felt an indescribable numbing sensation rush from her tailbone straight to the crown of her head.

Her legs beneath her skirt were still shaking uncontrollably.

Even with her foundation of the Twelve Mysterious Apertures, she had completely surrendered under that defenseless and fierce assault.

"Your Highness... don't say it..." Tang Xiaowu bit her lower lip hard, her voice soft and sweet as if she were acting spoiled, yet carrying a hint of resigned pleading.

"Let's go, eat first."

Chen Shanzhi laughed heartily and, without any hesitation, gave her firm buttocks a squeeze.

This caused Tang Xiaowu to tremble again as if struck by an electric shock.

The two of them did not return to their rooms; Chen Shanzhi directly held Tang Xiaowu as they walked through the corridors with practiced ease, heading straight for the dining hall.

...

Inside the dining hall, sandalwood incense curled in the air.

A large Eight Immortals table was already laid out with steaming delicacies.

Chen Rou was sitting beside the head seat, waiting quietly.

Today, she wore a light purple palace dress with a neckline that opened just enough to reveal a breathtakingly snowy-white cleavage.

At thirty years of age, she was at the most mature and enticing stage of a woman's life, like a ripe peach.

Her gentle and beautiful face carried the dignity of a lady from a great family.

However, her voluptuous and hot figure exuded the lethal charm unique to a mature woman at every moment.

Hearing the footsteps from outside the door, a look of doting and tender affection immediately appeared on Chen Rou's face.

"Shan'er..."

She had just stood up when the words caught in her throat.

Because at a glance, she saw Tang Xiaowu being led in by the hand by Chen Shanzhi.

In that instant, the smile on Chen Rou's face became visibly stiff.

Deep within her gentle eyes, a trace of imperceptible crisis and jealousy flashed by.

But this stiffness lasted for less than half a breath.

In the next second, that gentle smile perfectly reappeared on her face.

Chen Rou walked gracefully to the two of them, first looking Chen Shanzhi up and down with extreme concern in her tone:

"Shan'er, are you hungry? I figured you should be back by this time, so I just had the dining hall bring the food up.

Today, I specifically told the kitchen to stew your favorite Crystal Pig Trotters."

After speaking, Chen Rou finally acted as if she had just noticed Tang Xiaowu, and her gaze fell upon her.

Seeing Tang Xiaowu's messy clothes, swollen lips,

and the charm of a woman who had clearly been well-nourished by a man, the darkness in the depths of Chen Rou's eyes deepened.

But she smiled even more kindly: "I just didn't expect Miss Tang to come today. If I had known, I would have had the dining hall prepare more dishes."

Chen Rou reached out her jade-like hand and naturally pulled out a chair: "Miss Tang, please take a seat as well. Let us dine together."

At this moment, how could Tang Xiaowu dare to look at Chen Rou, who was exuding such an overwhelming aura?

Like a frightened quail, she broke free from Chen Shanzhi's hand, gave a proper bow, and nodded obediently: "Thank you, Madam Chen."

The three of them took their seats.

Chen Rou sat on Chen Shanzhi's left, while Tang Xiaowu sat on his right.

As soon as they sat down, Chen Rou picked up the serving chopsticks and picked up a piece of crystal-clear, softly stewed pig trotter.

She placed it into Chen Shanzhi's bowl with complete naturalness.

"Shan'er, eat more. You've been working hard on your training lately, and these pig trotters are best for nourishing your Qi and blood. Look at you, you've gotten thin."

As Chen Rou spoke, she used a silk handkerchief to wipe away non-existent grease from the corner of Chen Shanzhi's mouth.

With every movement, the fragrance of a mature woman kept drifting into Chen Shanzhi's nose.

"Thank you, Aunt. You should eat too, Aunt." Chen Shanzhi took a bite of the pig trotter, his mouth becoming oily.

Compared to the motherly affection and filial piety on this side,

Tang Xiaowu, sitting on the other side, was practically like a transparent person.

She kept her head lowered, her eyes only daring to stare at the bowl of white rice in front of her.

Holding her chopsticks, she picked at the rice grain by grain, not even daring to take any side dishes.

The madness in the carriage earlier had left her feeling hot and restless.

Now she was on pins and needles.

She could only keep her legs tightly pressed together, fearing that someone might notice something was amiss.

Chen Rou happened to catch a glimpse out of the corner of her eye.

She saw that Tang Xiaowu's face was already red to the tips of her ears.

Even her fair neck was tinged with an enticing shade of pink.

Furthermore, her breathing was rapid, and her chest was heaving violently.

Chen Rou asked with some concern:

"Miss Tang, why is your face so incredibly red? Is the charcoal fire in the dining hall burning too brightly, making it too hot for you?"

"Should I have the servants bring a bowl of iced water from the well to help cool you down?"

Hearing this, Tang Xiaowu's hand holding the rice suddenly shook.

Her chopsticks nearly fell onto the table.

The tips of her ears instantly burned red, and her eyes darted around in a panic, her heart filled with guilt.

She couldn't possibly say that she had lost her soul because of what the Heir Apparent had done to her in the carriage,

and that she still hadn't recovered yet, could she?

"No... no need for the trouble, Madam Chen!"

Tang Xiaowu waved her hands hurriedly, stammering out an excuse: "I... I just finished practicing in the courtyard before coming over.

Yes, I just finished practicing!"

"So the Qi and blood in my body are boiling, and my True Yuan is surging; it... it hasn't settled down yet."

"So that's how it is."

Chen Rou showed an expression of sudden realization.

She nodded with some admiration: "Miss Tang is indeed diligent and hardworking on the path of the martial Dao.

No wonder you could enter the Heaven Class of Four Seas Academy at such an age; your future is truly limitless."

At this point, Chen Rou turned her head to look at Chen Shanzhi, who was gnawing on a pig trotter.

Her tone carried a bit of the teaching of someone who wished their student would do better:

"Shan'er, since you and Miss Tang are in the same class, you should learn more from Miss Tang's diligence.

Don't just spend all day messing around outside; on the path of the martial Dao, if you do not advance, you will retreat."

Chen Shanzhi swallowed the meat in his mouth, put down his chopsticks, and picked up a nearby towel to wipe his hands.

The corner of his mouth curled into a half-smile.

He glanced at Tang Xiaowu with eyes full of aggression.

Then he said meaningfully: "Aunt is right to lecture me.

Actually... I was just Cultivating with Xiaowu just now."

Chen Shanzhi specifically emphasized the word "Cultivating."

"Oh, is that so?" Chen Rou was taken aback.

Chen Shanzhi turned to look at Tang Xiaowu, who was picking at her rice with her head down, his tone extremely ambiguous:

"I was able to Breakthrough to the Xuanguan Seven Apertures so quickly recently because Xiaowu helped me a lot."

"On the way here, Xiaowu taught me everything without reservation.

She served... oh no, she guided me quite thoroughly."

Hearing Chen Shanzhi's suggestive words, Tang Xiaowu's hand stopped mid-air while eating.

She bit her lip hard, nearly crying from shame.

This bastard!

He called that shameful thing in the carriage Cultivating?

And he even said it so righteously in front of his Aunt!

Just at that moment.

Tang Xiaowu suddenly felt a large palm under the table directly touch her knee!

"Hiss—"

Tang Xiaowu took a sharp breath, her entire body tensing up as if struck by lightning.

She glanced at Chen Shanzhi in disbelief.

Chen Shanzhi's upper body was sitting upright in his chair, chatting and laughing with Chen Rou.

But his left hand, hidden under the tablecloth, had already moved along her calf.

Without any hesitation, it slid into the hem of her green ruqun!

Tang Xiaowu was so frightened that she experienced Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

She wanted to hide, but the chair was only so big, and there was nowhere to retreat.

She could only squeeze her legs tightly together, trying to trap that mischievous large hand.

Then she continued to pretend as if nothing was wrong, keeping her head down and mechanically stuffing white rice into her mouth.

However, the blush on her ears had completely spread to her fair neck and delicate collarbones.

Even her breathing became intermittent.

At this time, Chen Rou did not notice the surging spring colors beneath the table.

Hearing Chen Shanzhi say that he had achieved a Breakthrough thanks to Tang Xiaowu's help, she was overjoyed.

Even the way she looked at Tang Xiaowu instantly became many times softer, as if she were looking at a great contributor to her own family.

"So it was all thanks to Miss Tang! Oh, I always said Miss Tang was a lucky star!"

Chen Rou smiled so much she couldn't close her mouth, and she immediately picked up the serving chopsticks.

For the first time, she proactively picked up a piece of meat and placed it in Tang Xiaowu's bowl.

"Today's Cultivation must have been hard work. Miss Tang, eat more to nourish your body."

"After we finish eating, I will personally have the mansion guards escort Miss Tang back safely to rest," Chen Rou arranged with a smile.

Hearing that Chen Rou wanted to send her away,

Tang Xiaowu felt a mysterious sense of relief in her heart.

But at that moment, the large hand under the table suddenly exerted force and directly squeezed the soft flesh on her inner thigh!

"Mmh..."

Tang Xiaowu was caught off guard and let out an extremely sweet moan.

She hurriedly covered her mouth, her eyes wide with terror.

"What's wrong, Miss Tang?" Chen Rou looked over in confusion.

"No... nothing, I bit... bit my tongue," Tang Xiaowu was almost on the verge of tears.

Chen Shanzhi, however, shook his head without changing his expression and said to Chen Rou: "Aunt, there is no need to send her back."

"The Martial Arts Demonstration at Four Seas Academy is starting in a few days."

"I've been feeling in excellent condition lately and want to set aside more time at night to Cultivate."

At this point, Chen Shanzhi turned his head and looked at the red-faced Tang Xiaowu.

The large hand under the table gave her another gentle squeeze.

"So I specifically invited Xiaowu today to stay at our Zhenguo Marquis Mansion for this period of time."

"At night, it will also be good for her to accompany me in deep Cultivation."

"Right, Xiaowu?"

Chen Shanzhi gently nudged Tang Xiaowu's arm with his elbow.

The immense sense of shame and the strong stimulation from her body left Tang Xiaowu's mind blank.

She didn't dare to resist at all.

Divine Shaman Grandpa's words were still echoing in her ears; the survival of the entire Wu Tribe rested on her shoulders.

She could only bite her lower lip and squeeze out a tiny, trembling sound from deep within her nose:

"Mmh..."

Chen Rou's smile instantly froze upon hearing that "mmh."

She looked at the indescribable, sticky intimacy between Chen Shanzhi and Tang Xiaowu.

Suddenly, the Crystal Pig Trotters in her bowl, which she usually loved most, no longer seemed appetizing.

She even felt a bit nauseous.

This little girl was actually going to move into the mansion?

And she was going to accompany Shan'er in Cultivating at night?

A lone man and woman in a room together at such a vigorous age—could that possibly be proper Cultivation?

Chen Rou's heart instantly felt like a knocked-over vinegar jar, and a flare of nameless anger rushed to her head.

But as the person in charge of the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion, she did not show her emotions on her face.

She forcefully suppressed the displeasure in her heart, paused for a long while, and then barely managed to squeeze out a dry smile, saying:

"Oh... I see."

"It's a good thing that you have such diligent and enterprising thoughts, Shan'er."

Chen Rou turned to look at Tang Xiaowu, her eyes filled with a trace of imperceptible scrutiny and hostility, and her tone became businesslike:

"Since Miss Tang is so understanding and is not afraid of damaging her reputation as a young lady, and is willing to stay at the mansion to accompany you in your Cultivation..."

"After the Martial Arts Demonstration is over, you must remember to thank Miss Tang properly, Shan'er."

"Make sure not to mistreat her."

These words seemed to be telling Chen Shanzhi to thank Tang Xiaowu.

In reality, she was telling Chen Shanzhi that friends should handle things professionally and remember to draw a clear line.

But Chen Shanzhi acted like a greenhorn who didn't catch the underlying meaning.

He nodded in agreement with a smile:

"Yeah, I know. Don't worry, Aunt."

But in his heart, he thought:

Thank her?

I already paid her in advance with a project worth hundreds of millions on the way here.

Those who know, know.

"Good that you know." Chen Rou stood up, not wanting to stay in the dining hall for another second.

She smoothed the wrinkles on her clothes and said in a resolute tone, "In that case, I'll go have the servants make arrangements."

"I remember the guest room next to the Mountain Stone Pavilion is still empty; the environment is quiet and most suitable for a girl to live in."

"I'll have someone clean it right away so Miss Tang can move in tonight."

After saying that, she didn't give Chen Shanzhi a chance to speak at all.

Chen Rou turned and walked out of the dining hall.

She moved so fast it was as if her feet were greased, leaving one speechless.

"Mountain Stone Pavilion?"

Chen Shanzhi was stunned for a moment. After reacting, he looked up and was about to say something: "Hey, Aunt, that's not right..."

But he found the dining hall door still swinging, and Chen Rou's back had already disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

Chen Shanzhi scratched his chin, feeling a bit puzzled.

Mountain Stone Pavilion?

Isn't that the pavilion in the back garden of the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion that hides the entrance to the Secret Realm?

It was separated from the East Wing where he lived by more than half of the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion!

It would take half an incense stick's worth of time just to walk there!

There was clearly a whole row of empty first-class guest rooms right next to his own room.

Why did Aunt go to such lengths to arrange such a remote and distant guest room for Xiaowu?

"A woman's heart is a needle at the bottom of the sea..."

Chen Shanzhi shook his head, too lazy to guess Chen Rou's little thoughts.

Anyway, she was already in the mansion. If it was far, it was far; at most, he would just have to walk a few more steps at night.

He finished the food in his bowl in a few bites.

He tossed his chopsticks aside.

Chen Shanzhi turned his head and looked at Tang Xiaowu, who was already limp and had eyes like silk from his teasing.

He suddenly stretched out his arms and picked up Tang Xiaowu's soft, delicate body.

"Ah!"

Tang Xiaowu let out a cry of surprise, her hands instinctively wrapping around Chen Shanzhi's neck.

Their eyes met.

Chen Shanzhi looked at the face before him, which was the pinnacle of pure-lust.

The corner of his mouth curled into an arc, and his large hand slid down from her slender waist.

Under Tang Xiaowu's terrified and shy gaze.

Chen Shanzhi leaned into her ear, his breath warm and fragrant, his voice low and full of aggression:

"Let's go, Xiaowu."

"Now... it's time to go to my room and teach me exactly how to Cultivate this Wu God Nine-Turn Golden Body Art."