Chapter 585: Chapter 569: Xia Chichi is Looking for the Island
San Niang’s bout of melancholy lasted less than an hour in total; once she realized “might as well sleep,” her mood suddenly improved.
Zhao Changhe took her in his arms, and she no longer pretended to maintain the pose of a Venerable’s superior status—it had to be her playing with the little pig herself. Lazily being held, she leaned into Zhao Changhe’s embrace, relaxing her mind.
After all, the man was very dependable. With him around, Guigui could nest without the need to think—it was alright not to exert effort even in battles. Everything would just come to an end.
When all was said and done, it was time to relax and take it easy, wasn’t it? Why worry about so much?
Zhao Changhe particularly enjoyed holding her as well. Among his beauties, only San Niang had this special fleshiness which felt especially comfy to hold—it felt not like Guigui, but like a cat at this moment.
San Niang picked up a piece of fruit flesh, turned her head, and pushed it into Zhao Changhe’s mouth: “It’s all wine-flavored, disperse it a bit.”
Zhao Changhe bit it, slightly surprised: “Mango, huh…”
San Niang was somewhat astonished: “You’ve had this before? The Tang family’s seafaring trade is doing that well? I see, you were also quite familiar with that coconut previously—exactly who among us is the one who came from the sea?”
Zhao Changhe laughed and said, “It’s because you have taught me in your dreams.”
San Niang’s eyes shimmered, and she said playfully: “Is this the kind of cheesy pickup line you start with, Qing’er?”
“I used exactly this cheesy pickup line, and even got the Venerable Xuanwu,” Zhao Changhe stopped pretending and made his move directly.
San Niang seemed as if she wanted to resist initially, but then couldn’t be bothered to move. As her mind turned, that hand had already made its way over, so she simply gave in, humphing: “Consider this a reward, since you’ve been behaving well this time.”
These tough words had been said many times, and as the performances increased, the rewards had become routine, to the point where it was just common sense.
Rubbing and caressing, San Niang breathed slightly heavily: “Alright… You’re like a little child. Is it fun?”
“If it were a little child, it wouldn’t be a game anymore—it would be a desire to feast.”
San Niang gently wrapped her arms around his head: “Alright~”
What if I end up wanting it…
She worried that if she really wanted it, the kid might not have the stamina, and considerately changed her wording: “I just fought, and my bone injury is still acting up—it hurts.”
“Let me see.” Zhao Changhe picked her up and placed her on his lap as he sat down, reaching his hands around her side.
The Rejuvenation Technique coursed through her, seeping into her bones.
The Rejuvenation Technique was a Law Level skill, which from the very beginning made Zhao Changhe’s Divine Soul unable to support it, and his comprehension lagged behind—it wasn’t just a problem with True Qi. Previously, while stranded on a deserted island, Zhao Changhe’s physical body was hardly affected, but his spirit was weak, and naturally, the Rejuvenation Technique couldn’t perform its proper function. Yet today, his Soul Sea had already recovered, hence the Rejuvenation Technique could indeed be put into effective use.
If talking about directly using it to set bones, perhaps the ability was still lacking. But in the case where only a slight bit was left for the injury to heal completely, the Rejuvenation Technique was far too suitable—almost visible to the naked eye, San Niang’s rib began to mend to its original state, as translucent as jade, without a single mark, more effective than any medicine.
San Niang groaned, the sensation of her bones healing—painful and numb—felt really strange…
The Tang family sailors passing by outside the cabin sped up, their heads down. The sounds coming from inside truly were strange…
San Niang inwardly sensed her body’s strength and found she had indeed completely recovered. Due to her studies of the Crystal Core, her strength at this moment might even be a bit stronger than before she was injured.
The saying goes, a damaged tendon or bone needs a hundred days to heal. In the absence of medical care, it should have taken that long, but now just over ten days had passed, and the healing was already complete.
Yet to San Niang, these few days felt quite long—it was the first time she, in her weakened state, had forged such an intimate bond with a man, the first time she had leaned on a man so much.
Now that she was healed and could easily beat him to a pulp, she still was held in his arms, willingly adjusting her position to make it more comfortable for him—it was as if her regained strength was pointless, never put to use.
Was Vermilion Bird feeling the same way?
Recalling ten days earlier, it seemed a world away.
Hmm… How come he’s starting to play again?
Zhao Changhe kissed her neck: “Are you better now, does it still hurt?”
San Niang was tickled by his kisses and couldn’t help wanting to laugh: “Hey… You used half your Soul Power for the Rejuvenation Technique, just to make it easier for you to play?”
“You tell me…”
San Niang bit her lip: “Stop it, what’s so fun about this…”
“Don’t you know if it’s fun…” Zhao Changhe murmured: “With thousands of miles to go, the journey vast and tedious… what could be more entertaining than this…”
San Niang remained silent, her heart, too, couldn’t help but be moved.
Today, the environment was different from before; the cabin was warm, the bedding soft, clean, and tidy, with the fragrance of flowers. The waves outside crashed continually, yet without the previous stormy and adrift emotions, replaced by a lazy sense of leisure. It was like once amidst thunderstorms, but now in his embrace as steady as Taishan.
The emotions in my heart—family, Sect, grievances, faith, confusion… a myriad of feelings. It’s not that I don’t have emotions; I just force myself not to dwell on them.
In his embrace, it felt like I could forget a lot, dispelling everything.
San Niang, somewhat drowsy, felt Zhao Changhe’s hand touching her chin, rather imperiously flicking it to the side. She turned her head slightly and her lips were blocked, kissed with reckless abandon.
San Niang inexplicably felt a slight sense of shame, I’m a Venerable, after all…
But her emotions were swiftly punctured, feeling electrified, tingling, as if floating amidst the clouds.
She suddenly thought about the many times they had been intimate before, whether it was being stranded on an island or later sharing Lai Qi’s bed, those moments didn’t seem like true intimacy until now.
There were no excuses, not convenience, not habit, not playing around, just the purest emotional exchange between a man and a woman.
Unconsciously, the dignified Venerable Robe she was wearing had come slightly undone.
San Niang instinctively felt something was amiss and pushed her hand against it.
His hand halted as well, the air grew quiet for a moment, only the tireless sound of the waves and their breaths, heavy with infatuation, could be heard.
“San Niang…” his voice whispered into her ear.
Still in a daze, San Niang “Hmm?” replied.
Zhao Changhe murmured softly, “Is it still not possible now…”
What do you mean not now, as if you’ve ever been ready… San Niang bit her lower lip: “If you can, then do it… Acting like it’s actually possible.”
She even slightly lifted her round and plump cheeks provocatively: “Come on then.”
As San Niang sat back, her eyes suddenly widened.
What’s this?
It must be said that despite their many intimate moments before, Zhao Changhe had truly never reacted much. The reason was simple; he’d always been in a state of poor spirits, pushing through everything, naturally with little obvious response.
But this moment was different; both were in great form.
San Niang’s heart nearly leaped out of her throat, she blurted, “Wait, wait a minute, it’s not… mmm mmm…”
Her lips were blocked once again, the words she wanted to say were pushed back, leaving only muffled sounds.
Her eyes, bewildered, were wide open, a whirl of confusion. She had forgotten she was far stronger than him, that she could break free… All the skills she had honed for a lifetime, she didn’t know where they had gone.
The blind man covered his forehead.
Zhao Changhe hadn’t been in such a rush before, having maintained his gentlemanly restraint through many opportunities. He wasn’t particularly eager, and he had the chance with both Xia Chichi and Tang Wanzhuang but held back for various reasons. With San Niang, it was the same. She had had bone injuries before, which obviously made it inappropriate to mess around. Wasn’t it nice to just play around?
But as soon as he suspected she had deliberately lured Lai Qi to sabotage their honeymoon, he acted instantly, turning the uncooked rice into a cooked meal, leaving his confused brain in a mess, with no strength to fight back—and not necessarily wanting to.
The blind man could almost feel San Niang’s emotional turbulence, an unstoppable torrent that no one could resist. When he tried to cut through water with a drawn sword, the water flowed even more.
One could say it was all his doing.
The breaths by the window changed abruptly, followed by a muffled groan, and fresh blood flowed down the chair leg.
The blind man left in anger.
Damn Sect, at least others pay for this service!
The man and woman were oblivious to the drama that had unfolded with the onlooker. San Niang, panting heavily, pinched Zhao Changhe’s shoulders and bit down in frustration: “You liar!”
“When have I ever deceived the Venerable? You are deceiving yourself, alright?” Zhao Changhe whispered in her ear: “Since playing little pig, wasn’t the aim to woo the pig?”
San Niang: “…”
She had forgotten whether it was Zhao Changhe who wanted to play the pig, or if it was a whim of her own seeking amusement.
Now the amusement had all come back on her.
Zhao Changhe lifted her up, murmuring closely, “Venerable, is it okay now?”
San Niang, leaning on the windowsill and biting her lip, looked back with a resentful gaze: “If you use even a hint less strength, I will hold you accountable for dereliction of duty later!”
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PS: It’s been a long time since I’ve asked for a monthly ticket, here goes one ~