Minglong

Chapter 313 Dead of Night
The sound of flutes wafted through the air, and the palace lanterns cast fleeting shadows on the lake outside the window.

Dressed in a warm yellow dress, Jinzhiyuye danced lightly on the carpet with her flowing sleeves. Beneath the gossamer-thin cloak were her fair shoulders and jade-like arms. With each turn and movement, her eyes sparkled with charm, making her a beauty that could topple kingdoms.

Xie Jinhuan sat down behind the table, playing music on his pipa, while Meiqiu squatted in front of him, swaying his head and creating atmosphere.
"Gurgle gurgle~..."

Beside him, Iceberg sat upright, his face slightly flushed with alcohol, but his cheeks were bulging and his eyes were cold, clearly still sulking.

After all, this lecherous man went too far. Knowing that she was driving her master's car, he still deliberately flirted with her, causing her to accidentally kiss him. If her master, who is detached from worldly affairs, found out, wouldn't he beat her butt to a pulp?

Upon discovering that this lecherous man dared to stare intently at Ling'er while she danced, Linghu Qingmo gritted his teeth inwardly and secretly placed his hand on Xie Jinhuan's knee.
Sizzle~
Xie Jinhuan shuddered, turned to look at Mo Mo, thought for a moment, and leaned closer:

"I've already said that the body is just a shell. You kissed me just now, and I didn't treat you like Senior Nangong. You're stubbornly insisting on attributing this to Senior Nangong. That's what it means to be narrow-minded..."

"But this is my pure and innocent body, and you knowingly offended me while teasing me..."

"Sigh, last time in Xirong, I lost control and accidentally touched Senior Nangong's lips, so... ouch~"

Linghu Qingmo raised his hand and twisted his lower back, his eyes filled with annoyance:

"You dare bring this up again? Do you know how long I spent trying to persuade my master about this?"

Xie Jinhuan nodded slightly: "I know, it's an emergency, and Senior Nangong didn't take it to heart. Now that you're sitting in front of me, if I treat you as Senior Nangong, then what do I treat Senior Nangong as?"

Linghu Qingmo said sternly, "Both of them are your aunts, you cannot offend either of them!"

Xie Jinhuan looked slightly helpless: "Then where did my wife go? You have to leave me one, right?"

Linghu Qingmo didn't know how to debate this topic, so he could only say:

"I am your confidante. You may love my heart, but you cannot covet my body!"

"On the other hand, I can't pry into Senior Nangong's heart, but I can... Eh, okay, okay!"

Seeing that Mo Mo was going to beat him up if he couldn't win an argument, Xie Jinhuan could only nod:

"I'll listen to you, we won't have any contact, but can you feed me a drink?"

Linghu Qingmo hummed softly, and seeing Xie Jinhuan playing music as accompaniment, he picked up a wine cup and brought it to Xie Jinhuan's lips.

Ding~ Ding ding~……

The pipa played lightly, and Zhao Ling followed the rhythm, dancing gracefully on the water. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that Fairy Nangong was feeding wine to her nephew Xie Xian, which struck her as rather strange. After all, she had lived in Danyang City since childhood, and Zihui Mountain was just outside the city. It could be said that she had been raised by the Nangong Sect Leader.

However, no matter how much she rebelled against the Heavenly Gang, he was still not her master. Therefore, Zhao Ling, who was always eager to watch the show, stopped her dance and came over:
"Qingmo, why are you being so well-behaved? Last time you were feeding him milk wine while sitting on his lap, and he even scolded me when I tried to try it myself..."

?

Linghu Qingmo's face flushed red:

"I was drunk that time, and I'm using Master's body now, so don't make a fuss."

Why would I stir up trouble?

Zhao Ling had some complaints when she saw Mo Mo chasing after her in the crystal ball, protecting her food. Seeing that Qing Mo could see but couldn't eat, she was determined to retaliate. She walked up to Qing Mo but didn't sit down. Instead, she held a wine glass and gently stroked the hem of her skirt, revealing her magnificent peach-shaped curves.

Seeing this, Xie Jinhuan didn't need to be reminded. He straightened his legs and sat cross-legged, and moved his hands aside so that the plump landlady could sit comfortably in his lap. He even used his arm as a backrest to prevent the landlady from losing her balance and falling over. His male model skills were on full display.

Seeing this, Linghu Qingmo frowned, feeling somewhat aggrieved, and glared angrily, saying:
"Xie Jinhuan, who gave you permission to hug her? Ling'er, get up!"

Zhao Ling leaned comfortably against her arm, crossed her legs, her red-soled high heels swaying slightly, and took a sip of her wine:
"No wonder you're so infatuated with him, this lover is indeed very comfortable to use. We're sisters, and I've always been accommodating to you, so I didn't flirt with him. Now that Father Emperor intends to marry me to him, this scoundrel has taken advantage of this princess. If you chase me away again, you'll be acting like a bully at home. Why have I never seen you so fierce, Doctor Lin?"

Linghu Qingmo was actually more jealous of Lin Wanyi, but this flirtatious woman was too much for her to handle. Seeing her best friend say she was a bully at home, she couldn't very well kick her out. She simply asked:
"Have you really thought about it?"

"Alas, isn't this an order from my parents? This princess must prioritize the greater good..."

As Zhao Ling spoke, she picked up her wine glass and brought it to Xie Jinhuan's lips.

?

Seeing her best friend enjoying herself so much, Linghu Qingmo felt a surge of jealousy.
"Even if you prioritize the greater good, doing this in front of me is still..."

Zhao Ling shrugged slightly:

"I didn't mean to compete with you. If you're willing to sit like this, I'll move aside immediately and continue dancing to keep the fun going. You can't expect me to keep my distance if you don't want to touch it yourself, can you?"

"..."

Linghu Qingmo couldn't really touch her, but just watching her best friend flirt like that would infuriate her, wouldn't it? So she moved closer and nudged her friend's shoulder.

"Get down, let's play dice. How can he play while sitting on your lap?"

Seeing this, Zhao Ling didn't say much. She got up from her arms and sat down in front of Mo Mo, starting to play games with her.

Wow~
……

Half an hour later.

It was past midnight, and the afterglow of the setting sun could still be seen outside the window, but the princess's residence was completely quiet.

After eating and drinking its fill, Coal Ball flew to the top of the mansion gate and sized up Steward Hou, who was still cursing in the street.

Inside the banquet hall, Zhao Ling had already removed her thin gauze veil, her cheeks flushed with a hint of intoxication. She leaned against the man's lap to rest, her fragrant shoulders and snowy cleavage fully exposed.

Linghu Qingmo had also drunk quite a bit. Although her physique and cultivation had improved, and her alcohol tolerance was slightly better than before, everyone is equal before the tears of heroes. At this moment, she was still quite drunk. She sat directly in her lover's lap, taking up his place, and even wrapped her arms around his neck, resting her chin on his shoulder to rest, muttering to herself:
"Are you sure you can handle this? You can't even drink a few cups already..."

"Tch~ It's Senior Nangong who's amazing, not you."

"I'm the one sitting here now, let's keep things separate..."

Xie Jinhuan knew that Mo Mo would act like this when she was drunk. At this moment, he was holding the iceberg-sized cart with one hand, which felt quite interesting. Seeing that the two girls really couldn't drink anymore, he helped the landlady up and sent her to the bedroom.

Linghu Qingmo was half-asleep, perhaps worried that her best friend would come and take her seat again, so she wrapped her legs around her waist and clung to her body.

Zhao Ling, clinging to Xie Jinhuan's arm, stumbled forward until she reached her bed. She rolled over and onto the inside, patting her side.
"Come on, let's sleep together the night."

In his hazy state, Linghu Qingmo felt extremely thirsty and longed to rub against the man beside him, even drooling with desire. He genuinely had the urge to sleep together with him.

But she still remembered that this wasn't her own body. If she acted impulsively, wouldn't her master expel her from the sect the next morning? She buried her face in Xie Jinhuan's shoulder and groaned for a long time before finally letting go and falling onto the bed, nudging him gently.
"Go back and rest... You can't sleep here..."

Xie Jinhuan did want to go to bed there, but since Momo had never been intimate, he couldn't very well help her complete the most important step. So he didn't do much, just helped her take off her shoes, and then patted each of them on the back of their waists.

clap~
After receiving two dissatisfied hums, Xie Jinhuan finally left satisfied and went to the guest room, which was quite far away.

As the night deepened, the princess's residence was eerily quiet, without a sound.

Xie Jinhuan, familiar with the place, arrived at the door. Listening closely, she heard even breathing inside, indicating the person was asleep. Just like she usually raided Mo Mo's room at night, she quietly entered, closed the door, and then went to the embroidered bed.

"Hoo~"

The icy young Taoist nun lay in the curtained room, still unaccustomed to the sudden drop in her cultivation level. She showed no reaction to the night raid on her boudoir, simply closing her eyes and sleeping peacefully.

squeak~
As the bed dipped slightly, a faint smell of alcohol wafted into his nose. Nangong Ye instinctively leaned closer, but then realized something was wrong. He opened his eyes and looked at the drunken brat beside him:

"Why are you here again?!"

Xie Jinhuan embraced his wife openly and confidently.

"I'm coming to sleep, or I'll sleep holding you?"

"Don't you have a house? Get out!"

Nangong Ye had barely managed to get through the day, and now he sensed something was wrong and quickly pushed Xie Jinhuan outside.

But Xie Jinhuan couldn't possibly go out; he grabbed her hand and gave her a kiss.

Nangong Ye sensed that the brat was drunk and was afraid of accidentally helping his disciple consummate the marriage, so he could only frantically dodge:

"Xie Jinhuan! Wake up! Look carefully at who I am..."

Xie Jinhuan paused slightly, then lay sprawled on the pillow, holding the person in his arms tightly.

"I know, I'll just give you a hug, I won't do anything else."

"?"

Nangong Ye had heard these words countless times, and they never held true. He raised his hand and lightly pounded his chest.
"You wanted to cause trouble by going to find a witch, what are you doing here?"

"I just got back from the Lin family..."

"You just left my place this afternoon..."

"Isn't this spoiling you even more?"

"?"

Nangong Ye was speechless, his eyes filled with annoyance and helplessness. He knew he wouldn't get past this without offering some incentive, so he could only prop himself up and get up.

"Let's make this clear beforehand: I can only do what Qingmo has done before. You need to be mindful of the limits and not go too far."

Xie Jinhuan held the back of his head with both hands:
"I won't allow Lady Nangong to do anything I've never done before... Ouch, that hurts."

Nangong Ye gritted his teeth, first punching Xie Jinhuan a few times, then his face flushed red as he made a gesture of holding a watermelon, his eyes questioning.

Xie Jinhuan understood and nodded slightly. Then, there was a rustling sound beside him, and she straddled his chest with her back to him, preventing him from looking around.

Xie Jinhuan looked at the full moon so close to him, his eyes clearing somewhat. He raised his hand and patted it.

"MoMo isn't that conservative; she can take her clothes off completely..."

"what?"

"I'm not lying to you. Apart from the final push, I've actually experienced everything. If I wasn't afraid of being scolded by Master for not knowing manners, Qingmo would have already... Ouch~ Why did you hit me?"

Nangong Ye was filled with shame: "Tell me why I hit you? If you say another word, I'm leaving right now!"

"..."

Xie Jinhuan immediately shut up and obediently leaned against the pillow. After observing for a moment, the full moon, as big as a peeled egg, appeared before her eyes. The impact was quite strong, so she quietly lifted her slender waist and moved up a little...

"Oh~"

Caught off guard, Nangong Ye was startled and turned around, feeling both ashamed and angry:
"Xie Jinhuan, don't go too far!"

"Ah, mwah, mwah~~..."

"You...you were born in the Year of the Dog?"

Snapped--

A delicate, crisp sound ended the verbal argument, leaving only a room filled with the warmth of spring...

(End of this chapter)