66: Chapter 66 Shan'er, remember to be restrained.

The Capital, Zhenguo Marquis Mansion.

Morning sunlight slanted across the bluestone slabs of the backyard.

Chen Rou sat on a mahogany armchair.

Today, she wore an extremely simple and elegant long dress, devoid of any complex patterns.

However, that thin fabric was stretched taut by her exceptionally voluptuous figure.

Despite her dignified and elegant attire, with every slight movement as she picked up her teacup, the breathtaking curve at her neckline trembled slightly.

In every gesture, she exuded the Aura of a fully ripened peach, practically dripping with allure.

Beside her, a personal maid dressed in green was lowering her head, her face flushed as she whispered a report.

"Madam... last night, Miss Tang did not return to her guest room to rest."

The maid's voice grew quieter and quieter, her head almost buried in her chest.

"She stayed in the Heir Apparent's room the entire night."

"I heard from the servants on night watch that there was quite a commotion in the room; the tossing and turning didn't stop until dawn."

"Finally, early this morning, the Heir Apparent personally carried Miss Tang back to the guest room in his arms."

"Miss Tang's eyes were closed at the time; she couldn't even walk."

Chen Rou's hand holding the teacup paused slightly.

She gently blew on the floating tea leaves, her elegant brows furrowing slightly.

Tossing and turning the whole night?

Couldn't even walk?

That rascal Shan'er, it's one thing to fool around outside normally.

But now that he's brought someone back to the mansion, he's actually this unrestrained?

Chen Rou set down her teacup and let out a soft sigh.

Cultivation? What kind of proper cultivation requires a lonely man and woman to strip off their clothes and grind away in bed all night?

Although she, Chen Rou, had never been in love, she wasn't some three-year-old child who hadn't seen the world.

Shan'er's excuse might work on others, but he's trying to fool her?

It seems Shan'er and this incredibly beautiful Miss Tang...

...have long since 'cooked the rice,' and their relationship is anything but ordinary.

Young men have strong fire in them and are full of vigor; that's normal.

But working day and night like this for so long—even a donkey on a production team couldn't take it!

Shan'er has finally started to Cultivate properly recently; his constitution mustn't be drained dry.

Chen Rou shook her head and turned to the maid, her tone brook no argument:

"Instruct the Dining Hall."

"From today onwards, the Heir Apparent's meals need to include some highly nourishing items."

"Hundred-year-old ginseng, deer antler blood, tiger whip soup, stir-fried kidneys, wolfberry stewed soft-shell turtle... rotate through all of them!"

"Especially for this morning's breakfast, every dish must be highly nourishing!"

The maid was stunned but nodded repeatedly. "Yes, Madam, I will see to it immediately!"

Chen Rou waved her hand and looked out the window, her eyes filled with doting affection.

Though she still felt a bit uneasy, since Shan'er and that Miss Tang had reached this stage...

...she could only let nature take its course.

That Miss Tang has such a pitiable beauty and a fine figure; it's only natural Shan'er couldn't restrain himself.

Therefore, over the next few days, she must make sure to replenish Shan'er's body.

...

Half an hour later, in the Dining Hall.

Chen Shanzhi yawned as he sat down at the dining table.

After tossing and turning all night, although he was mentally stimulated, his stomach was indeed growling with hunger.

But when he looked down at the table full of dishes...

...he was completely stunned.

On the left was a steaming pot of 'Ten Ingredients Supreme Nourishing Turtle Soup'.

On the right was a plate of glistening 'Stir-fried Kidneys' in red oil.

In the middle sat a large bowl of dark 'Deer Antler Essence Blood Congee' that looked like it had been simmered for ages.

Even the plain white porridge he usually drank was densely floating with red dates and wolfberries!

Is this breakfast?

If he ate this breakfast, would he be able to handle it?

Chen Shanzhi's mouth twitched violently.

Before he could speak, a fragrant breeze swept in.

Chen Rou swayed her slender waist and gracefully walked over to sit beside Chen Shanzhi.

She said nothing, merely picking up the serving chopsticks and naturally placing a large piece of stir-fried kidney directly into Chen Shanzhi's bowl.

Immediately after, she ladled a large spoonful of deer antler congee and poured it on top.

"Shan'er, come, eat more."

Chen Rou's voice was so gentle it could melt water, but her eyes held a deep meaning that suggested 'Auntie understands everything'.

"Young man, though you Cultivate hard, you must also pay attention to your body."

"These were all specially ordered by your Auntie from the kitchen; eat them while they're hot."

Chen Shanzhi looked at the mountain of nourishing items in his bowl.

Even with his thick skin, which was comparable to a city wall, he could hardly keep his composure at this moment.

"Cough, cough... Auntie is right."

Chen Shanzhi coughed twice and tactically picked up his bowl.

To hide his embarrassment, he picked up his chopsticks and, like autumn leaves swept by the wind, began to devour the food in his bowl frantically.

His momentum as a 'foodie' was instantly pushed to the max.

In no time at all, a bowl of nourishing soup mixed with kidneys went straight down his throat.

"Auntie, I'm full!"

Chen Shanzhi set down his bowl and chopsticks and wiped his mouth.

"I'm going back to my room to... to continue pondering my Cultivation Technique!"

Having said that, without waiting for Chen Rou to respond, he greased his soles and scurried out of the Dining Hall like a flash.

Watching Chen Shanzhi's fleeing figure, Chen Rou covered her mouth and let out a silver-bell-like giggle.

...

Back in his room.

Chen Shanzhi reached back and bolted the door tight.

He walked to the bedside, took off his shoes, and sat cross-legged.

Taking a deep breath, he calmed the True Yuan in his body that was starting to become restless due to those nourishing foods.

He had already planned out the next few days.

First, he wouldn't go wandering around Jiang Yingrao's place; he had just performed Dual Cultivation with that girl yesterday and put her through quite an ordeal.

Given that enchantress's tsundere and ruthless personality, if he dared to approach her about Dual Cultivation again in the next few days...

...she would likely pull out a blade and fight him to the death.

Moreover, the subsequent plot nodes of the Shroud Shop had to wait until Four Seas Academy officially opened before they could proceed.

Going there now would be pointless.

So, he planned to stay in the Marquis Mansion for the next few days to Cultivate properly and prepare for the Martial Arts Demonstration after school starts!

On the bed, Chen Shanzhi sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to Cultivate the Spirit Forging Art.

After absorbing those golden characters yesterday, Chen Shanzhi was surprised to discover...

...that he could actually produce six strands of white mist within his Sea of Consciousness today!

In other words, after yesterday, his Divine Soul strength had increased by a full fold!

Chen Shanzhi snapped his eyes open and took a sharp breath.

And this was just the improvement to his Divine Soul!

He wondered how much his Physical Body strength would increase once he finished absorbing the other half of the golden characters today and completed the first revolution.

...

As the sun tilted westward, it was already afternoon before he knew it.

In the guest room, Tang Xiaowu's long eyelashes fluttered a few times.

Then, she slowly opened her eyes.

What met her gaze were extremely unfamiliar pink carved bed curtains.

She stared blankly at the canopy above, her eyes dazed and her brain somewhat frozen; for a moment, she couldn't react to where she was.

She instinctively tried to sit up.

"Hiss—"

As soon as she moved, a wave of sharp, tingling pain instantly shot from her waist and thighs straight to the top of her head.

Tang Xiaowu took a sharp breath and fell back weakly into the soft bedding.

This feeling was as if her bones had been taken apart and then haphazardly put back together...

The scenes from last night—extremely crazy, intense, and even what could be described as brutal...

...rushed into her mind like a bursting flood!

That solid, burning chest, that heavy, beast-like panting.

And her own completely uncontrollable body, limp like mud...

In the end, it seemed she had been... forcibly worked until she fainted?

Boom!

Tang Xiaowu's face instantly turned so red it looked like it could drip blood, the flush spreading to her ears and snowy-white neck.

She bit her lip hard.

So, was it Chen Shanzhi who, after she fainted...

...personally carried her to this unfamiliar room?

At the thought of her defeated and defenseless state at that time being seen by Chen Shanzhi...

...Tang Xiaowu was so ashamed she wished she could find a hole to crawl into.

Enduring the soreness of her body, she struggled to lift the quilt and slowly got out of bed.

After only two steps, her legs went soft, and she nearly knelt on the floor.

Holding onto the table, she panted for a long time before finally steadying herself and pushing open the door.

"Creak."

As soon as the door opened a crack...

...the two maids standing at the door immediately turned around.

Seeing Tang Xiaowu come out, one of them quickly stepped forward and performed a very respectful salute:

"Miss Tang, you are finally awake?"

"The Heir Apparent specifically instructed us."

"He told us to wait at the door so that as soon as Miss Tang wakes up, we should first serve Miss Tang to bathe and change clothes."

"And then take Miss Tang to the Dining Hall for a meal."

"The Heir Apparent has been waiting in the Dining Hall for quite some time."

"Miss Tang, please come with us first."

"Bathe and change clothes?"

Tang Xiaowu was stunned for a moment.

Then, belatedly, she lowered her head and glanced at the clothes on her body.

With just one look, she almost fainted.

Her original clothes were now torn beyond recognition.

The collar was wide open, and the sleeves had become several strips of rags.

There were even some extremely suggestive marks left on the clothes.

This appearance looked as if she had just been cruelly ravaged; anyone with eyes could tell what had happened!

Tang Xiaowu's face instantly turned bright red.

Like a frightened quail, she quickly covered her chest with both hands.

She stole a glance at the two maidservants.

But she found that the two maidservants kept their eyes on their noses and their noses on their hearts, appearing extremely professional and respectful as if they hadn't seen anything.

Only then did Tang Xiaowu heave a heavy sigh of relief and replied guiltily in a low voice, "O... okay, sorry to trouble you."

She followed the two maidservants to the Bathhouse.

The hot water was already prepared, with a layer of extremely precious flower petals floating on top.

Tang Xiaowu took off her tattered clothes and immersed herself in the warm water.

As the warm water flowed over her skin, it slightly relieved the soreness in her body.

Half an hour later, the Bathhouse door was pushed open.

A maidservant walked over with a set of clothes and offered them with both hands.

It was an extremely form-fitting pink underdress.

The fabric was incredibly silky, embroidered with exquisite hidden floral patterns.

Tang Xiaowu hesitated for a moment but still obediently put it on.

The cut of this dress was very bold.

As soon as she put it on, Tang Xiaowu's originally hidden seductive curves...

...were perfectly, even exaggeratedly, highlighted!

Her chest was propped up high, as if it would burst through the clothes at any moment.

Yet the waist was cinched very tight, slender enough to be held in one hand.

The most lethal part was the slits on both sides of this Qipao's hem!

They were cut directly to the base of her thighs!

With every step Tang Xiaowu took forward...

...as the fabric rubbed, the slits would naturally part to both sides.

A glimpse of her dazzlingly snowy-white thighs was exposed to the air without reservation.

Looming and half-hidden, it invited infinite imagination.

Tang Xiaowu stood before the bronze mirror, looking at the extremely unfamiliar yet incredibly enchanting version of herself.

Her hands tightly gripped the hem of the Qipao, and her legs instinctively squeezed together.

This... these clothes were too embarrassing!

But at the thought that Chen Shanzhi had someone prepare this...

She gritted her teeth, face red and head lowered, and followed the maidservant out of the courtyard.

...

In the Dining Hall, Chen Shanzhi sat by the dining table, boredly twirling the chopsticks in his hand.

Extremely faint footsteps came from outside the door.

Chen Shanzhi looked up.

In the next second, the hand twirling the chopsticks suddenly froze, and his eyes instantly widened.

"Holy crap..."

Chen Shanzhi cursed inwardly, his Adam's apple bobbing visibly.

At the doorway...

Tang Xiaowu, wearing that pink Qipao, was walking in extremely uneasily with her head lowered and her hands folded in front of her lower abdomen.

The pink fabric made her stunning face look even more delicate and charming.

That amazing S-curve and those two dizzyingly snowy-white long legs while walking...

...were simply a walking hormone transmitter!

Chen Shanzhi didn't hesitate for a moment and stood up with a start.

Taking three steps in two, he strode directly in front of Tang Xiaowu.

Tang Xiaowu was startled and had just looked up.

Chen Shanzhi's large hand had already unceremoniously wrapped around her slender, snake-like waist.

"Ah!"

Tang Xiaowu let out an extremely faint exclamation, her body instinctively shrinking back.

But Chen Shanzhi's arm was extremely powerful, and with a sudden pull...

...he pressed her entire being tightly against his solid chest.

"What are you dawdling for? The food is getting cold."

Chen Shanzhi grinned and, holding her extremely overbearingly, led her directly to the dining table and pressed her onto a chair.

Then, Chen Shanzhi picked up the chopsticks.

It was as if he had turned into a heartless food-serving machine.

Facing the table full of nourishing items ten times more lavish than the morning, he went on a wild spree.

Bird's nest porridge, sea cucumber sautéed with lingzhi, old turtle stewed with blood ginseng...

Before long, the bowl in front of Tang Xiaowu was piled into a small mountain.

"Xiaowu, come, eat more."

While picking up food, Chen Shanzhi leaned close to Tang Xiaowu's ear.

Hot air drifted into Tang Xiaowu's ear, his tone carrying obvious concern and a hint of a wicked smile:

"These past few days have been truly hard on you."

Tang Xiaowu looked at the potent medicines in the bowl that were clearly meant to replenish Origin Qi.

And then hearing Chen Shanzhi's "hard on you."

Her already flushed face instantly turned so red it seemed about to burn.

Even her earlobes turned blood-red.

This libertine!

He... he is definitely hinting at what happened last night!

Does he think I haven't been embarrassed enough?

But...

Tang Xiaowu slightly lifted her eyelids and stole a glance at Chen Shanzhi.

On that extremely handsome face, besides the wicked smile, there was more of an unmasked concern.

Recalling the feeling of his gentle True Essence stroking her back before she fainted last night...

Deep in Tang Xiaowu's heart, an extremely strong warmth inexplicably rose.

It was a feeling that no one else had ever given her since she was a child, except for Tang Liu when she was young.

It was even gentler and more irresistible than the feeling Tang Liu gave her.

"Mm..."

Tang Xiaowu let out an extremely faint soft moan from her nose.

She didn't push the bowl away; instead, she picked up her chopsticks.

She began to eat in small bites, extremely gracefully.

Even she didn't know why.

Was it because she had been squeezed too hard last night, her physical strength exhausted, and she was starving after not eating all day today?

Or was it because these dishes were all personally served by Chen Shanzhi?

Tang Xiaowu, who usually had a very small appetite...

...actually finished every single bit of the mountain-like pile of nourishing food in her bowl at this moment, like a whirlwind sweeping away clouds!

"Whew..."

After finishing the last bite, Tang Xiaowu gently put down her chopsticks.

Just then.

A warm, large hand suddenly pinched her extremely small chin.

Gently lifting her face.

Tang Xiaowu's whole body froze, and her eyes instantly widened.

She saw Chen Shanzhi holding a snow-white paper napkin.

He was very seriously and intently...

...wiping the remaining soup from the corner of her mouth, bit by bit.

The man's breath hit her cheek very clearly.

In those deep eyes, there seemed to be some kind of magic that could suck people in.

Tang Xiaowu's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Her breathing instantly stopped, her whole body tensed to the limit, completely unsure how to react.

This extremely intimate gesture made her heart, which was already beating faster due to the nourishing food, almost jump right out of her throat.

"Are you full?"

After wiping the corner of her mouth, Chen Shanzhi naturally reached out his hand.

His broad palm rested directly on Tang Xiaowu's head.

Like stroking a cat's fur, he rubbed it twice very dotingly.

Tang Xiaowu felt her whole body go soft from this sudden head-rub.

"Mm~"

With lowered eyes, her voice was as soft as a mosquito's hum as she obediently replied with a single word.

"Very good."

A wicked smile curled at the corner of Chen Shanzhi's mouth, then he suddenly bent down and scooped her up.

One hand went around Tang Xiaowu's slender back, and the other went directly under her snowy-white knees.

"Ah!"

Amidst her own extremely short exclamation...

...Tang Xiaowu was picked up by Chen Shanzhi in a princess carry!

The hem of the Qipao instantly slid down, exposing a large area of dazzlingly snowy-white skin to the air.

Chen Shanzhi lowered his head, his lips deliberately brushing past Tang Xiaowu's burning earlobe.

He whispered, "Since you're full..."

"Then let's continue back to the room to Cultivate."

Boom!

Tang Xiaowu's mind instantly exploded into a mess.

Her entire face turned so red it seemed as if water would drip out.

But she didn't resist at all; she only obediently reached out her arms and tightly hugged Chen Shanzhi's neck.

She buried her burning cheek deep into Chen Shanzhi's broad chest.

She didn't dare to look up at him at all.

And those long, fair, beautiful legs wrapped in the slit dress...

...when she heard the word "Cultivate"...

...as if struck by an electric shock, they instinctively squeezed tightly together.

Then, in Chen Shanzhi's arms, Tang Xiaowu, with a head full of messy thoughts...

...nodded imperceptibly.