Zhao Changhe carried Tang Wanzhuang all the way into the inner palace openly.
There is a hot spring bath in the inner palace that is only for the emperor. In fact, Xia Longyuan himself has never used it. He does not need to bathe because he does not get dirty. The only person who used this bath in the past was the empress who had been sentenced to death long ago. Even Huangfu Qing had never used it. In theory, she could not come without the emperor's order.
But even though it has hardly been used, there are still a large number of people here responsible for cleaning and changing the water every day. The mist is everywhere and it feels like a fairyland when you walk in. It is much more presentable than the Huaqing Pool that you see when traveling in the real world.
The palace maids were all wearing light gauze and looked on timidly as Zhao Changhe carried Tang Wanzhuang in, kneeling and waiting in the fairyland mist. There were also fruits and vegetables being served by the pool, which looked extremely corrupt and decadent.
That's why people want to be emperor.
Now Zhao Changhe is actually the same as the emperor in the palace, maybe even more like an emperor than Xia Chichi. Because the "empress dowager" will never listen to Xia Chichi, and it's almost the same as asking Xia Chichi to copy books after putting on the mask, but the queen dowager is his.
But I think Xia Longyuan, who is an NPC in Japan, doesn't have this need. In fact, Zhao Changhe doesn't have it either. If it weren't for love, it would be meaningless. Otherwise, why would he go to the palace if he wanted a woman now? There are countless famous ladies in the world who are willing to pay for him.
Zhao Changhe glanced at the timid palace maids in veil, and without even thinking about it, he said directly: "Everyone, get out."
The palace maids didn't know whether they were relieved or a little disappointed, and they all bowed and left.
Tang Wanzhuang in his arms quietly raised her eyes to glance at him, then turned around and said, "Go and help me get Baoqin..."
A reply came from outside: "Yes."
Zhao Changhe laughed: "What? Do you think I'm corrupt? Even if I were corrupt, I wouldn't do it in front of you."
Tang Wanzhuang didn’t quite understand the word corruption, but she understood it in context, and then she said, “You must not degenerate… Huangfu Qing’s hands didn’t have time to reach every corner of the palace, and there are countless hidden agents from various families here…”
"Okay, okay..." Zhao Changhe didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and teased her deliberately: "Now there is no one to serve you here, what should I do?"
Tang Wanzhuang bit her lower lip and tilted her head, saying, "Put me down, I... I, I will serve you..."
Seeing her shy nature and her blushing face as she spoke shameful words, it was really interesting. Zhao Changhe sat by the pool and held her horizontally on his lap, whispering in her ear: "I think... it's better for me to serve the chief..."
Sure enough, this sentence was more shameful than ordering her to serve. Under the mist of the hot spring, Tang Wanzhuang's face was red all the way to the base of her neck. She twisted her body and struggled: "You, you... At this time, you still laugh at me with this..."
How could that little struggle help her escape from his clutches? As she struggled, she found that her belt had been skillfully untied.
Tang Wanzhuang reached out to cover it again in anger, thinking to herself, you are too skilled...
Her slender hand was captured, and he kissed her ear with his lips, whispering, "Are you hot? Let me help you undress."
Tang Wanzhuang: “…”
Have you folded enough
She was still wearing a thick mink fur coat, and she did begin to feel a little hot in the hot spring mist. Her pretty face was flushed, and she couldn't tell how much of it was from embarrassment and how much from the heat.
The hand was removed powerlessly, and the mink coat opened slightly, revealing the plain white clothes underneath.
"Traitor..." Tang Wanzhuang felt panic inexplicably inside. She clasped her slender hands together tightly, but she obediently did not resist and let him continue to untie her clothes.
Zhao Changhe couldn't take his eyes off the look on her face.
I have tried the chivalrous and straightforward female demons, and the evening makeup is really the most special scene. And this scene is really beautiful...
She is generally recognized as the most beautiful woman in the world... Although this number one in the world may have some bonuses due to her frailty and status, her biggest bonus is actually her unique temperament in this world.
And when this temperament is desecrated, it is most touching.
His fingers pushed aside her clothes and brushed across her skin, which was cool and delicate, like jade and fat. With just this one touch, Tang Wanzhuang couldn't help but tremble a little, and whispered, "Stop playing, please..."
She knew she was playing with it, like playing with a piece of art.
Zhao Changhe couldn't help laughing: "I was just checking to see if it was clean..."
Tang Wanzhuang was angry: "You..."
The next moment, her clothes flew up and she was thrown somewhere unknown. Zhao Changhe hugged her and jumped into the water with a "splash".
The heat from the hot spring stimulated Tang Wanzhuang so much that she groaned and held back whatever she wanted to say.
He also felt heat coming from his palms, hotter than a hot spring, and it went straight into his meridians.
Tang Wanzhuang's heart moved slightly. In fact, Zhao Changhe had not forgotten that his real goal was to heal his wounds.
She turned her eyes, which had been turning away and refusing to look him in the face, and saw Zhao Changhe's gentle and compassionate eyes.
The two looked at each other tenderly for a while, and Tang Wanzhuang's eyes gradually became misty, more hazy than the misty pool water.
She struggled a little, leaned on his arms, and stretched out her slender hands to wash him, muttering: "You didn't wash it clean..." Zhao Changhe smiled and said: "Then help me wash it."
Tang Wanzhuang gently scrubbed and slowly moved her red lips to kiss his neck: "It was you who insisted on playing... Originally, I came to serve you..."
In the hazy mist, the smell gradually becomes weaker.
Zhao Changhe was wondering if this scene was like a dream. It was less real than the dream he had in class, and more psychedelic than the VR illusion in the heavenly book.
It can make people fall into it and never want to wake up.
I was even afraid and went back to class after waking up.
… Why think so much? Isn’t the evening makeup right in your arms right now, ready for you to play with
He lowered his head, found Tang Wanzhuang's lips, and kissed her hard.
Tang Wanzhuang stopped and closed her eyes.
She could feel his muscles tensed up more than before, and his embrace became stronger, as if he wanted to squeeze her into his arms. Tang Wanzhuang had no experience, so she just thought he was in the mood and wanted to take action, so she whispered nervously, "Wanzhuang is weak, please... have pity..."
Zhao Changhe panted slightly and whispered: "Evening makeup..."
"Um?"
"Sometimes I get scared, this is all like a dream."
Tang Wanzhuang was stunned for a moment, then she reached out and gently hugged his neck, saying softly, "Once you possess it, it becomes real."
Baoqin stood outside, scratching her head, listening to the sounds inside and not knowing whether she should go in or not. It felt weird, as if there was no sound...
Stinky bear can't really be that bad...
Just as I was thinking this, I heard a painful groan from the young lady, as sweet as the chirping of an oriole.
Baoqin took a few steps back, hugged her knees and sat on the couch outside where the palace maids were serving her, looking up at the ceiling.
The young lady has finally grown up, which makes Baoqin worry about her.
It seems there is nothing to do tonight, go to bed.
You wouldn't ask Baoqin to go in and wipe it, right? The lady never orders people around like that. I wonder if that big bear would be that disgusting.
… …
The big bear wasn't that disgusting. In fact, the two of them stayed in the hot spring pool all night and never came out.
No matter how many twists and turns there are, no matter how much tenderness there is, the most important essence of this night is still healing.
When the dual cultivation practice is carried out after the true harmony of yin and yang, and both parties open their hearts to practice together, the effect is completely different from the superficial kissing and breathing exercise in the past.
Of course, if he had used the dual cultivation technique earlier, it would not have been of much use. At that time, the medicinal materials were not complete and Zhao Changhe's own rejuvenation technique was not of a high enough level.
After Tianya Island, Zhao Changhe's rejuvenation skills have reached a very high level, almost to the point of being able to bring the dead back to life. With the help of the power of faith, he was able to pull Sanniang back from the brink of death, and quickly heal her body that had been stabbed all over by the artifact like the Trident of Poseidon. In fact, Tang Wanzhuang's illness was far from as serious as Sanniang's injury at that time.
However, Tang Wanzhuang was a person who had been suffering from a long-term illness, which affected all aspects of her health. Even her physical condition was severely damaged. Even such a top-level expert was afraid of the cold. She had to treat all the hidden diseases in her body... It would be relatively complicated and take a long time to completely cure her, but it was not too difficult. It was just a matter of time.
Water grinding kung fu refers to physics.
The two of them stayed in the water from the afternoon until dark, and finally they were so tired that they fell asleep in the pool.
This was Zhao Changhe's first time practicing dual cultivation and instead of being energetic, they were both exhausted. However, they hugged each other tightly even in their sleep, each with a sweet smile on their face.
I woke up in the middle of the night with a start. When I opened my eyes, I saw that the water in the pool was still warm. This is a geothermal hot spring and it is not cold.
The beauty in his arms was still as soft as ever, curled up in his arms and sleeping soundly... This was perhaps the deepest sleep Tang Wanzhuang had ever had in all these years.
Zhao Changhe lowered his head and looked at her. He couldn't help but peck her lips again: "I woke up from a big dream and it's still the same. How great."
At this moment, he even forgot that his first goal after traveling through time was to go back.
Like a drop of water falling from the sky into a pond, it melts into the pond and there is no difference anymore.
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PS: Thanks to Running Mouse and Red Crow for joining us
(End of this chapter)