381: Add another partner

During the feast, the ladies took turns toasting Situ Jun. He refused no one, showing an incredible alcohol tolerance. However, after several rounds, a faint flush gradually appeared on his cheeks, and a hint of drunkenness filled his eyes.

Seeing his flushed cheeks, Ye Nianrui felt a stir in her heart. She picked up the wine cup in front of her and said softly:

"Young Master, I offer you a toast. Thank you for your care over the past few days."

Situ Jun turned his head. Seeing the sincerity and trepidation in her eyes, a smile flickered in his own. He laughed and lightly clinked his cup against hers:

"Madam Ye, you are too polite."

Both finished their wine at once. The warmth of the liquid caused a faint blush to rise on Ye Nianrui's cheeks, like fine rouge, adding a touch of moving charm.

Halfway through the banquet, most of the women were already intoxicated, their cheeks crimson and their gazes hazy.

Embroiderer yawned and suggested they all return to their rooms to rest. Everyone nodded in agreement, their faces filled with weariness.

Although Situ Jun wasn't completely drunk, he felt a bit dizzy. He returned to his room, supported by a maidservant.

After Ye Nianrui returned to her room, she tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

Situ Jun's figure kept appearing in her mind—his smile, his gaze, his heroic posture when he stood up for her, and his gentle, considerate words. All of it made her heart flutter, making it difficult to find peace.

She got up and walked to the table. Looking at the half-jar of Spiritual Brew she had brought back, she steeled her heart, picked up the jar, and began to drink in large gulps.

The spicy liquid stung her throat, but it also made her bolder. The feelings she had suppressed for so long could no longer be contained, surging out like a flood breaking through a dam.

She stumbled to her feet, pushed open the door, and, fueled by the alcohol, walked toward Situ Jun's room.

The night was deep, and the third floor of the inn was silent, save for the occasional chirp of insects and the distant, scattered barking of dogs, adding an ambiguous and quiet atmosphere to the night.

Ye Nianrui reached Situ Jun's door and paused. A hint of hesitation crossed her mind, but thinking of her feelings, she finally plucked up the courage and gently pushed the door open.

Inside the room, candlelight flickered. Situ Jun was leaning against the headboard with his eyes closed, resting. His outer robe was off, leaving him in only a white inner garment that outlined his tall and slender frame.

Hearing the movement, Situ Jun slowly opened his eyes. Seeing Ye Nianrui standing at the door, a flash of surprise crossed his eyes:

"Madam Ye, what brings you here so late at night?"

Ye Nianrui closed the door and stumbled to the bedside. Her cheeks were crimson, her eyes hazy with deep intoxication, and her voice was somewhat slurred:

"Young Master... I..."

She opened her mouth to say something but didn't know how to start.

The emotions in her heart surged like a tide, eventually turning into a low murmur filled with endless bashfulness and courage:

"I like you, Young Master..."

Situ Jun's heart jolted. Looking at the undisguised affection in her eyes, he didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Over these past few days, he had not been unaware of her feelings. He had seen her cautious care and her hesitant shyness, and his heart had also felt a ripple.

But he never expected her to express it so directly, especially on such a late night, while intoxicated, so bravely and passionately.

Seeing him silent, Ye Nianrui grew more anxious. The alcohol made her bolder but also more fragile.

She suddenly threw herself by the bed, tightly hugging Situ Jun's arm, her cheek pressed against his shoulder, her voice carrying a hint of a sob:

"Young Master, ever since we met at White Crane Ridge, you have lived in my heart. I know my status is low and I am not worthy of you, but I can't control myself..."

What she didn't know was that the Tai Yan Dragon Phoenix Art Situ Jun practiced not only greatly benefited his own Cultivation but also had a natural attraction for women, like a magnet quietly drawing their emotions together.

Feeling the softness and slight trembling of the woman in his arms, smelling the unique scent of wine mixed with a faint fragrance from her hair, and combined with the subtle influence of his Cultivation Technique, the defenses in Situ Jun's heart gradually loosened.

He could clearly feel her trepidation and sincerity. That pure affection was like a clear spring, washing over the lake of his heart.

He gently patted her back and said softly:

"Madam Ye, I understand your feelings. But if you are doing this just to thank me, or because you're worried I won't fulfill my promise after reaching Northern Border, you don't have to. I, Situ Jun, have always been a man of my word; I will definitely do what I promised."

Hearing his response, Ye Nianrui looked up, her eyes full of pleasant surprise and anticipation. Tears welled in her eyes but she stubbornly refused to let them fall.

She leaned in closer, her warm breath fanning against Situ Jun's cheek, carrying the mellow aroma of wine and the fragrance of a woman:

"Thank you, Young Master. But Nianrui truly loves you. It's not a momentary impulse, nor is it to repay a debt. I am willing to follow you, even if as a maidservant. If I can see you every day, I will be satisfied."

Situ Jun felt a heat in his heart, no longer able to suppress the surging emotions.

He looked at her tearful yet incredibly firm gaze and her slightly trembling lips. The last bit of hesitation in his heart vanished.

He reached out, gently caressing her cheek and wiping away the tears from the corner of her eyes. Then, he leaned down and kissed her lips.

As their lips and teeth met, the effect of the alcohol made them both exceptionally passionate.

Ye Nianrui took the initiative to wrap her arms around his neck, deepening the kiss, as if she wanted to pour all her longing and love from these past days into it.

She took the initiative to remove her clothes. Her skin was like snow, glowing with an enticing luster under the candlelight, like fine mutton-fat white jade.

Situ Jun gently picked her up and placed her on the soft bed.

The candlelight in the room flickered, reflecting scenes of tender passion.

Ye Nianrui's soft moans and Situ Jun's low groans intertwined, breaking the silence of the night and permeating the air with endless attachment and tenderness.

She clung to him tightly, feeling his warmth and strength, merging all her longing and affection into this ultimate intimacy, as if wanting to completely forget past hardships and immerse herself only in the happiness of this moment.

Situ Jun tenderly cared for her, his movements gentle and lingering, his eyes full of pity and deep affection... After a long time, the System's notification sounded:

[Ding! Congratulations to the Host for gaining Dao Companion Ye Nianrui. Luck value increased by 1,000 points.]

[Ding! Congratulations to the Host. The Dragon-Phoenix Grand Derivation True Scripture has allowed Ye Nianrui to successfully step into the threshold of immortal Cultivation at the Second Level of Body Refining. Rewarding the Host with one Advanced Lucky Draw opportunity.]

[Ding! Congratulations to the Host. Dao Companion Ye Nianrui's favorability has risen to 82. Rewarding the Host with 500 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones.]

[Ding! Congratulations to the Host. Dao Companion Ye Nianrui has awakened a Medium Grade Water Spiritual Root. Rewarding the Host with a batch of High-grade Medicinal Herb Seeds.]

Being able to bring Ye Nianrui into the threshold of immortal Cultivation made Situ Jun very happy. He thought to himself that once Northern Border City was settled, he should properly teach her some Cultivation basics.