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Chapter 142, page 157: The Fairy of the Quiet Studio preys on honest men; Master Rong's maidservant.
Upon hearing Lu Chen inquire about Shi Feixuan, Dugu Feng subtly curled the corner of her mouth and said in a joking tone:

"It is said that Shi Feixuan is a beauty like a celestial being descended to earth. Anyone who has seen Shi Feixuan is captivated by her extraordinary temperament, as if she represents the most beautiful thing in the world, inspiring admiration but never arousing lust. Regardless of gender, everyone feels ashamed in her presence."

She looked intently at Lu Chen and asked in a subtle tone:

"Brother Lu, would you also like to witness the unparalleled beauty of that Fairy Master with your own eyes?"

Lu Chen shook his head:
"Not interested in."

Dugu Feng was surprised:
"Brother Lu, are you really not interested?"

“I’m really not interested. Besides, I don’t meet the standards for a Cihang Jingzhai successor to voluntarily dedicate themselves.”

"What are the criteria for voluntarily offering oneself?"

Dugu Feng became interested:
"What's the meaning of this statement?"

Lu Chen said leisurely:
"If you are an uncontrollable demon, then the successor of Cihang Jingzhai will try every means to approach you, throw themselves into your arms, and offer themselves to you, attempting to control and influence you with their affections."

"But if you are a reasonable and considerate person, then even if you give your heart and soul, obey the Jingzhai successor without question, and even hand over half of your kingdom, the Cihang Jingzhai successor will not let you have a chance to enjoy her beauty."

Dugu Feng thought about it carefully, and it seemed to be true—

How many people were captivated by Bi Xiuxin back then?

Countless.

As a result, Bi Xiuxin eventually married the evil king Shi Zhixuan.

If Shi Zhixuan is indeed an extraordinary figure, then Bi Xiuxin's choice is understandable. But how do we explain Fan Qinghui's choice?

Back then, there were countless heroes and valiant men who were captivated by Fan Qinghui.

According to Dugu Feng's grandmother, You Chuhong, even Tian Dao Song Que was deeply in love with Fan Qinghui. However, Fan Qinghui still returned to the mountain to become a nun because of her differences with Song Que's ideals, which angered Song Que so much that he married an ugly woman. Speaking of differences in ideals, could there be a great difference between the ideals of Bi Xiuxin, the successor of Jingzhai, and Shi Zhixuan, the evil king of the Demonic Sect?

The claim of differing ideologies is clearly just an excuse.

In what ways is Song Que inferior to Shi Zhixuan?

In terms of appearance, Song Que was a famously handsome man, said to have a perfect appearance like a god.

In terms of talent, Song Que is a renowned military strategist.

In terms of martial arts, Song Que is also the number one master of the sword in the world. In his twenties, he defeated the previous generation's sword master "Overlord Blade" Yue Shan, won the title of sword master, and obtained the title of "Heavenly Blade".

Emperor Wen of Han, Yang Jian, was wary of Song Que, yet he was powerless to do anything about him. He could only enfeoff him as the "Prince of Zhennan" and grant him the right to govern Lingnan for hereditary purposes, as a gesture of appeasement.

In short, in every aspect, Song Que is no less than Shi Zhixuan.

The only difference is that Song Que is not an "Evil King" and is not as wicked and unruly as Shi Zhixuan.

Just as he was thinking this, he heard Lu Chen sigh:

"The descendants of Cihang Jingzhai have a long tradition of bullying honest people. The more honest, kind and easy-going you are, the more likely you are to be used as a tool by Cihang Jingzhai. I am too honest, so it is best for me to keep my distance from the Fairy of Jingzhai."

Upon hearing him call himself an "honest man," Dugu Feng couldn't help but burst into laughter, her body shaking with mirth.

Brother Lu is certainly a gentleman, but there's no need to call him an "honest man."

An honest person cannot act like a demon god, wielding blood and committing cruel and ruthless acts.

But despite the laughter, she felt quite comfortable inside.

Everyone held the Fairy Jingzhai in high esteem. Even when discussing her from afar, their words were full of admiration and respect, and they dared not utter the slightest disrespectful remark.

Lu Chen, however, offered no criticism of Fairy Jingzhai, and his words instantly dispelled any lingering resentment Dugu Feng might have felt.

After a hearty laugh, Dugu Feng finally got back to the main topic:

"Shi Feixuan's exact whereabouts are currently unknown. But Brother Lu, rest assured, Feng'er will inquire carefully for you."

Lu Chen nodded and said:

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Miss Feng."

The Dugu clan is currently fully supporting Emperor Tai, Yang Tong, and the main force of the clan is in Luoyang. It is definitely easier for them to gather information than for him, a lone individual unfamiliar with the place.

"Brother Lu, my martial arts skills have improved recently, and I would like to ask you for some guidance."

As a martial arts fanatic, Dugu Feng would always spar with Lu Chen whenever she came over. Lu Chen would never refuse, since Dugu Feng's martial arts skills had indeed improved very quickly, and he would also gain something from each sparring session.

The two then went to the training ground in the central courtyard. Lu Chen, still using bamboo as a sword, began sparring with Dugu Feng.

After a thoroughly enjoyable battle, Dugu Feng's icy face flushed red as if she were drunk, her chest heaving, and her eyes, pure and bright, were filled with the joy of having learned something new.

"Thank you for your guidance, Brother Lu! I will go back now to inquire about Shi Feixuan's whereabouts. Brother Lu, wait for my good news!"

"Please take care, Miss Feng."

After Dugu Feng left.

Lu Chen strolled around the three courtyards again, and finally came to the backyard, where he went to the waterside pavilion suspended over the Luo River to admire the view of the Luo River that flows through the city and divides Luoyang into the north and south cities.

The banks of the Luo River are lined with willows. When the wind blows, the river surface ripples and sparkles, the willow branches sway and the poplar catkins dance, creating a very pleasant scene.

In the evening, flower boats often cruise on the river, and sometimes you can see Hu women performing the Hu Xuan dance on the boats, and occasionally you can also see sword dance performances.

At night, the lights of the boats on both banks and on the river, along with the starlight reflected in the water, create a scene resembling a galaxy.

Lu Chen really liked this small house with its excellent view and superb location.

To be honest, the reason he insisted on buying this small house was not only because it was best to use his own house to establish a "return point," but also because he seemed to have a certain inexplicable obsession with real estate in this life.

In the world of The Legend of the Condor Heroes, he owns a small villa in the Zhongnan Mountains. Although it was expanded and renovated by Li Mochou, the property rights belong to him and Rong'er.

There is also a small wooden house in Snake Valley, Xiangyang.

In the world of Tianlong, they found the "Crystal Palace" in Wuliang Valley.

Upon arriving at Shuanglong World, he purchased a small estate on the shore of Tanxi Lake in Xiangyang.

Now, they own a small but exquisite courtyard in Luoyang, in a prime location—actually, it's not small at all. This courtyard, with its three sections, covers an area of ​​nearly a thousand square meters.

It's just that Dugu Feng, who comes from a top-tier wealthy family, calls it "Xiao Zhai," so Lu Chen follows suit.

Lu Chen purchased this small house from Dugu Feng at market price using gold.

Now it belongs to him.

I believe that no matter how the political landscape changes in Luoyang in the future, no one will dare to smear his property.

After enjoying the scenery of the Luo River for a while, Lu Chen returned to the main residence in the central courtyard and began to meditate and temper his sword body in a secret room.

I've been in Luoyang for almost a month now, and my right arm is finally getting some work done up to the elbow.

Speaking of which, in just a few days, this "return point" will be successfully established, and then we can take a vacation and go back to Peach Blossom Island to visit our relatives.

Of course, this vacation can't be too long, otherwise we'll miss out on the "He Shi Bi" jade, and then it will be too late to regret it.

……

Peach Blossom Island.

Huang Rong's boudoir.

Huang Rong wore only a thin gauze dress and knelt on the bed.

Lu Chen lay on her round, soft, snow-white thighs, his ear pressed against her lower abdomen, listening carefully to the sounds inside.

Huang Rong held his head and giggled:

"It's only been a little over three months, how can I hear any noise? Brother Lu Chen, don't listen, your hair is making me so itchy."

Lu Chen smiled, sat up, and looked at Rong'er:

"I can hear it, there's a fetal heartbeat."

Huang Rong exclaimed in surprise:
"Huh, can you really hear that?"

"Of course." Lu Chen sat down next to Rong'er, one arm around her slender waist, the other gently stroking her slightly protruding belly, and smiled:

"The fetal heartbeat is very strong, our baby is very healthy."

Huang Rong's eyes sparkled:

"Is it a boy or a girl?"

Lu Chen chuckled to himself:

"You can't tell from that."

Huang Rong chuckled, nestled in Lu Chen's arms, and whispered:
"Does my belly look worse now?"

"How could that be? They're just as beautiful."

"What if it gets even bigger? In a few more months, my belly will become round..."

"That's cute too."

"Really?"

"of course."

Seeing Lu Chen's serious expression, Huang Rong couldn't help but cup his cheeks in her hands and kiss him deeply. Her pretty face flushed slightly, and she murmured with hazy eyes:

"It's been over three months, it's no longer dangerous..."

Lu Chen smiled slightly, one hand around her slender and supple waist, the other gently holding her increasingly full and firm breasts, and lowered his head to kiss her sweet lips.

In less than 15 minutes.

Rong'er, who was sitting opposite Lu Chen with her legs crossed, rested her face on Lu Chen's shoulder. Her long eyelashes were full of tears, and she sobbed softly. Her eyes were unfocused, as if her soul had flown away and disappeared.

Hmm, the water-based crispy crust is becoming increasingly vulnerable.

Once she caught her breath, Rong'er felt Lu Chen's unchanged body, gently stroked his cheek with her slender hand, and murmured:

"I'm sorry, Brother Lu Chen, Rong'er is only thinking of herself again!"

"It's alright, it's a good time to cultivate the 'Pure Yin and Supreme Yang Dual Cultivation Method'. My progress in tempering my bones and muscles on my own this month has been agonizingly slow, so this is a good opportunity to make up for it."

"……hehe."

"what happened?"

"Let's skip the cultivation today and let Rong'er give you a kiss."

Without waiting for Lu Chen to say anything, Rong'er forced herself to kiss him despite her exhaustion.

Although Rong'er's kisses were still awkward and clumsy, and only lightly touched the surface, Lu Chen was still very satisfied with his little wife's devoted service. However, Rong'er was pregnant, and he didn't want her to be too tired. After enjoying the kisses for a while, he picked her up and planned to take her to wash up.

"Need not……"

Huang Rong then sat on his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck to prevent him from getting up.

At the same time, she straightened her long, beautiful legs, pointed her soft, white toes, and gently touched a grid at the head of the bed.

With a soft click, it was as if some mechanism had been activated.

"?"

Lu Chen was filled with questions.

You'll find out soon enough.

Huang Rong smiled slyly, wrapped her arms tightly around Lu Chen, buried her face in his shoulder, and murmured weakly:

"Just hold me like this now..."

Lu Chen held Rong'er's delicate body in his arms, truly not understanding what game she was playing.

After embracing quietly for a while, Lu Chen's ears suddenly twitched slightly as he heard a faint, light footstep.

He recognized the footsteps; they were clearly those of Li Mochou.

Li Mochou's footsteps reached the door, and then she gently pushed it open.

Lu Chen jolted awake and reached for the blanket to cover himself and Rong'er—neither of them were wearing anything.

At the same time, he wanted to tell Li Mochou not to come in for the time being.

However, Rong'er pressed his hand down with one hand and covered his mouth with the other, whispering:

"Don't move, listen to Master Rong's instructions now..."

"..."

Lu Chen blinked, suddenly having a premonition.

The door was pushed open gently.

Li Mochou's light, almost imperceptible footsteps entered the room, bypassing the screen in front of the bed, and appeared in Lu Chen's eyes.

She had long hair draped over her shoulders and wore a light and flowing white gauze dress.

The dress was slightly sheer, and in the candlelight, one could vaguely see two small undergarments, as well as her fair shoulders and arms, flat stomach, and a pair of snow-white, rounded thighs.

She was carrying a wooden tray with both hands, on which sat a copper basin filled with hot water and two neatly folded cotton towels.

She lowered her head, took small, quick steps to the bedside, and said in a voice barely above a mosquito's buzz:
"Rong'er, Brother Lu, hot water, hot water is here."

His voice trembled slightly, sounding very nervous.

Her face was bowed low, almost buried in her chest, so her expression was not visible. However, one could see that her slender neck and even the base of her neck were flushed with a light pink. One could imagine how red her cheeks must have been at that moment.

Huang Rong turned her head to look at Li Mochou and said frankly:

"Sister Mochou, thank you for your help."

Li Mochou then spoke in her trembling, tense voice:

"Yes, it's the right thing to do..."

As she spoke, she placed the tray on the bedside table, dipped a cotton towel in hot water, wrung it out gently, and then went to the bedside, took off her shoes, climbed barefoot onto the couch, knelt behind Rong'er, and carefully began to wash her.

Although Li Mochou had not looked up until now, Rong'er was sitting on Lu Chen's lap, and Li Mochou's gaze could see Rong'er's plump and perky buttocks sitting on Lu Chen's lap.

This was ten times more stimulating for her than witnessing Rong'er kissing Lu Chen, causing her slender, fair hands to tremble slightly.

Just as Li Mochou was trembling as she helped Rong'er wash her body.

Rong'er whispered in Lu Chen's ear, her breath sweet as orchids:

"Brother Lu Chen is so good to Rong'er. He always takes care of Rong'er's health, even if he himself is far from satisfied, he doesn't want Rong'er to suffer... But Rong'er doesn't want to just think about her own pleasure and make Brother Lu Chen suffer. It just so happens that Sister Mo Chou also likes you, so I asked her for help..."

"That way, when we go to other places in the future, we can take her with us and ask her to continue taking care of me and help us with the baby... Hehe, Rong'er has now taken Sister Mochou as her maid. Does Brother Lu Chen know what a maid is?"

Although her voice was low, how could Li Mochou, with her hearing, not hear it?

Even though she heard it, she only trembled slightly, her fair neck turned even redder, and her body even emitted a fragrant aroma due to the rapid rise in body temperature, but she did not deny it.

Lu Chen glanced behind Rong'er at Li Mochou, who was standing with her head bowed, so nervous that her movements were stiff, and gently nodded:

"know."

"That……"

Huang Rong chuckled lightly, her voice slightly mischievous:

"Tonight I want to see Sister Mochou become one of us..."

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