Minglong

Chapter 393: Parents have shortcomings
Duoduo wasn't as impulsive as the princess earlier; she was being pitied and looked quite lovely. Now, her eyes were only on the master. Seeing that a seat had become available on the right, she rolled off the floor, carried over the small wine table, and then leaned against Xie Jinhuan to offer a toast to Sister Qingmo.

"Miss Linghu, don't be angry. Have a drink to calm your nerves."

Linghu Qingmo wasn't angry; he was simply too ashamed to face anyone. When he saw the wine being offered to him, he wanted to take it.

The boyfriend was very considerate; he took the glass and said, "I'll feed you." He then brought the strong liquor to his lips.

"Huh? I won't... Waaah?"

Linghu Qingmo tried to dodge, but failed. He could only close his eyes and writhe with a flushed face.

Seeing this, Zhao Ling secretly reached out to touch her male concubine, only to find that Mo Mo was quite alert. Although he was clearly ashamed and indignant and trying to avoid her, he immediately pressed his hand down and grabbed her hand to prevent her from touching him.

"Hey?"

Zhao Ling was not one to back down easily. Upon seeing this, she immediately countered with a grappling move, then pressed Mo Mo's hand down to a place as sensitive as a snake, while channeling her inner energy.

"Ugh?!"

Linghu Qingmo blushed so much that her face turned red to her neck. She twisted and tried to struggle, but was still restrained by these two heartless martial artists.

Feeling utterly ashamed and indignant yet helpless for a moment, she buried her face in Xie Jinhuan's chest, silently burying her head in the sand like an ostrich.

Xie Jinhuan embraced Qingmo on both sides, and seeing that Qingmo was cooperating, he almost flew away on the spot. Since he was free, he picked up the wine pot and fed Ling'er, who was enjoying herself, a sip, then fed Naiduo, and then poured wine into Momo.

This went on and on until the three girls started drinking, at which point the atmosphere became much more relaxed. Qingmo and Ling'er playfully bickered over a boyfriend, while Naiduo took advantage of the situation to grope them, making a scene that was quite amusing...
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The next day.

As the sun rises in the east, golden rays of light bathe the streets and alleys of Luoyang.

The Danyang Marquis's residence was peaceful and quiet. The maids who came from the Princess's residence were already preparing breakfast.

Even after waking up, Coal Ball became active, knocking on the windows of each room to wake Ah Huan and Feeding Girl to feed them:

Da da da da…

Inside the main room, Linghu Qingmo was soaking in the bath, one hand covering his forehead. The effects of the alcohol had long since dissipated, and his mind was filled with the embarrassment of not being able to face his teachers and elders. He felt ashamed of his master and the Dan Ding Sect for their cultivation.

After all, as an unmarried young woman, she actually went to a man's house with her best friend to have a sex party. Although she didn't cross any lines, she got drunk and even showed off to her best friend that she could push watermelons, and even rode on Xie Jinhuan's face to bully him...

Ugh……

I, a dignified direct descendant of the Taoist sect, have been seduced by wine and women, and have fallen to this state...

From now on, I will never drink with Ling'er again...

……

And upstairs.

Zhao Ling changed into a magnificent bright yellow palace dress, wore a phoenix hairpin, and applied lip gloss in front of the mirror. She looked just like a concubine who had just finished favoring her male favorites and was in high spirits.

Beside her, Xie Jinhuan, dressed in a white robe, stood with his arms outstretched. The shy Duoduo stood before him, fastening her belt, her eyes filled with the blissful satisfaction of her wish fulfilled, and she murmured softly:

"Master is truly amazing. It's fortunate that Miss Linghu came to the rescue, otherwise His Highness would definitely not be able to get up today..."

Zhao Ling blushed upon hearing this, but recalling her experience last night, she still had some doubts.

After all, she drove Aunt Nangong's car with such ease, pressing the accelerator with complete control. If she were to go all out, she could probably take down Ah Huan in three rounds.

When she took to the field herself, it felt like riding an untamed wild horse; aside from clutching its neck and whimpering, she had almost no chance to fight back.

Could it be because my cultivation level is too low...?

No, that's not right either. My father used all the nation's resources to elevate me to the highest rank, so logically, a warrior like me should be physically stronger than Aunt Nangong...

That's because Aunt Nangong's skill comes with practice...

How many times did they undergo grueling training before...?

……

Perhaps feeling her thoughts were a bit improper, Zhao Ling cleared her mind, rose, and approached Xie Jinhuan. She gracefully curtsied, her hands clasped at her waist, displaying the noble elegance of an imperial family to the fullest, and softly said:
"Husband~"

"Ouch!"

Xie Jinhuan quickly raised his hand to help him up:
"What is this? Your Highness, if you don't mind, you can just call me Xiao Huanzi..."

"Go~"

Zhao Ling straightened up and lightly punched Xie Jinhuan:
"You're not a eunuch. What kind of talk is it to call Xiao Huanzi? I'm only greeting you to make you happy. From now on, things will be the same as before. Don't think that just because you've become my guest, you can manipulate this princess at will."

Xie Jinhuan smiled and said, "Understood, I will follow Your Highness's arrangements. By the way, is Your Highness still feeling any pain? Your Highness was so vigorous yesterday... ouch~"

Seeing that Xie Jinhuan dared to laugh at her, Zhao Ling immediately pinched her lower back:

"Still talking nonsense, huh? Believe me or not, I'll get Duoduo to bite you."

"what?"

Xie Jinhuan thought to herself that this was probably spoiling him too much...

Duoduo was still tidying up her robes when she saw that her husband still dared to be mischievous, so she immediately started to style her hair.

"Hey..."

Xie Jinhuan was quite tempted to cause trouble, but this would take at least half a day, and soon everyone would have to fly over to find him, so he quickly begged for mercy:
"Alright, alright, we'll talk about it tonight. I still need to take the materials to have the ritual implements made today. It would be too embarrassing to walk there leaning against the wall."

"Hmph~" Zhao Ling was finally satisfied and turned around to say:

"You go and comfort Qingmo, I won't go. She'll definitely beat you up again when she sobers up, but she'll be too embarrassed to do it if I'm around."

"Row."

Xie Jinhuan gave each of them a good morning kiss, then turned and went downstairs.

Zhao Ling stood in the room watching Xie Jinhuan leave. Only after Xie Jinhuan had been in a high position for a long time did her noble airs subside. Her face flushed slightly. She took out a white handkerchief printed with red plum blossoms from her sleeve, glanced at it, and then quickly put it away.

Noticing that Duoduo was still staring at the door, Zhao Ling forgot to straighten her skirt, her face darkened again, and she raised her hand to slap Duoduo's bottom.

"You little brat, you're absolutely lawless..."

"Your Highness, I was wrong..."

"You still know you're wrong? What did you mean by betraying Xie Jinhuan and acting as his accomplice last night? Did you intend to assassinate your master?"

"I read it in a book, that's how maids should serve their masters..."

"The book says you can press my head down? Who do you think you are, master or servant?"

"This servant knows her mistake. I will press down on Young Master Xie's head next time. Ah~ I will never dare to do it again..."

dong dong dong...

Duoduo clutched her head, being chased all over the house...
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Shortly after.

The three generations of the Queyue Manor rested in one room last night. To avoid being ridiculed by Zisu, they naturally didn't have the chance to go on a night raid together.

When dawn broke, Bu Yuehua wanted to see if the effeminate nun was also chaste, so she went to her residence on Zihui Mountain.

After tidying herself up, Lin Wanyi went to the main room, intending to invite Xie Jinhuan to dinner.

But upon arriving at the main hall, which bore the plaque inscribed with "Upright Gentleman," she faintly heard Qingmo's voice coming from behind her:
"Ah~ be gentler..."

? !
Good heavens, this little Taoist nun dares to do this in broad daylight...

Lin Wanyi was slightly startled. Following the sound, she went to the bathroom at the back and looked inside.

The first thing I saw was the infamous "big pig's trotter," standing by the platform next to the bathtub, a towel rolled up in his hands, scrubbing the back of a girl with skin as white as jade. His movements were swift and professional, and he was saying something as well:
"Scrubbing a woman in the bath is a skill; she scrubs all four sides, front, back, left, and right..."

Linghu Qingmo lay face down on the platform, a white towel covering his lower back to conceal his private parts. His face was flushed with shame and indignation, yet he was helpless. He could only curl his legs slightly upwards.

"I'm not dirty, I don't need your help, you can get out..."

"Hey, scrubbing yourself can improve blood circulation, relieve fatigue, and relax your mind and body. Don't be nervous, I didn't do anything wrong..."

"What you're doing isn't considered reckless..."

……

Lin Wanyi blushed upon seeing this. She initially wanted to turn away silently, but then she thought:
My man is inside, why should I leave?
Am I, your aunt, some kind of victim...?

If Zisu knew, she'd probably poke my forehead and say I'm a disappointment...

Thinking of this, Lin Wanyi steeled herself, turned around, pushed open the door, and peeked out:

"Oh my~ Sister Linghu knows how to enjoy herself."

?

When Linghu Qingmo was taking a shower, her lecherous boyfriend rushed in. She thought he was going to do something naughty again, but she never expected that he would suddenly become so lewd and start showing off his scrubbing skills. Although his technique was professional and quite comfortable, she wasn't drunk, so how could she accept it so readily?
Upon discovering Wan Yi's approach and her teasing remarks, Linghu Qingmo blushed deeply and quickly covered himself with a towel.

"Why are you here? He insisted on barging in. You...you all go out first."

Xie Jinhuan paused, then greeted him with a smile:
"Wanyi, you've come at the right time. Did you shower this morning? Would you like me to scrub you too?"

Lin Wanyi, having seen her share of ups and downs, showed no fear as she approached and examined the area:

"I've tidied up, you can continue washing. Wow, I never noticed before, Linghu has a really nice figure, her breasts are almost as big as my Zisu's..."

ha? !

Xie Jinhuan's expression changed drastically, realizing he was in trouble.

As Wanyi spoke, she deliberately raised her head and puffed out her chest, showing off her large bowl that Zisu envied.

Although Linghu Qingmo's foundation was not weak, compared to a pure numerical monster like the "vase sister," she was inevitably at a disadvantage. Being mocked so openly, she felt utterly humiliated and coldly retorted:
"Your cultivation is low, all you do is compare your figure and jewelry. I am a cultivator, and if I were like you, waving my sword around, it would definitely affect my movement..."

"Alas, my skills are only so-so, but your master is older and more accomplished than you, and his swordsmanship is even better than yours..."

"Lin Wanyi!"

Linghu Qingmo blushed instantly and stood up to tear his hair and clothes, clearly meaning—if I can't handle Master Ling'er, I can handle you.
Lin Wanyi knew she couldn't beat Linghu Qingmo in a one-on-one fight, so she immediately hid behind the man and started playing "Old Mo Catches Little Aunt".

Crackling...

Xie Jinhuan was torn between his two wives, unsure whether to stop them or not. He was stunned by the electric shock, but as a man, he had to bear it all alone. So he still played along with his two little wives, a smile playing on his lips...

……

(End of this chapter)