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She felt her eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and her consciousness gradually faded.
With her last ounce of strength, she stubbornly declared, "But any other woman who wants to be with my brother will have to get past me first..."
"Then I'll have to trouble Xiaoxiao to check it out for me." Su Mu said, both amused and exasperated, planting a kiss on the forehead of this stubborn "little jealous cat" and speaking gently.
Road.
Su Zhixiao could no longer hold on; her body went limp, and she fell into a deep sleep in Su Mu's arms.
Seeing that the two had finished talking, Hu Chanyuan and Li Qinghan quickly stepped forward, their faces showing concern and relief. "Your Highness, are you and Mu'er alright?"
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"It's nothing, just a bit too much exertion. I'll be fine after a few days of rest." Li Zhaoning had already put on her mask, and her voice returned to its usual cool and steady tone.
At this moment, the array that had enveloped the entire peach blossom grove quickly dissipated, allowing the prince's carriage to enter.
The group helped each other board the carriage, with Su Mu carefully holding the sleeping Su Zhixiao the whole time.
Back at the Prince's residence, Su Mu gently settled Su Zhixiao on the bed and covered her with a brocade quilt.
His hand was tightly rubbed by a slightly cool little hand. Even in her sleep, Su Zhixiao refused to let go of his sleeve.
Hu Chanyuan gently entered the room carrying a carefully prepared bowl of congee and side dishes. Su Mu was standing guard by the bed. Upon seeing her, he quickly got up to take the bowl and said softly...
He thanked her, saying, "Thank you so much, Aunt Hu."
He sat back down on the edge of the bed, carefully helped Su Zhixiao lean against his shoulder, scooped up a spoonful of warm porridge, blew on it to cool it down, and then gently handed it to her.
Her lips.
Hu Chanyuan stood quietly to the side, watching this scene, her heart filled with mixed emotions.
I was gratified by Su Mu's gentleness and thoughtfulness, but also felt guilty for not being able to help him much when he and His Highness were in danger. I also felt a little ashamed to admit it.
A stirring of emotion, untimely and quietly arose as she witnessed him meticulously caring for Xiaoxiao.
The thought had barely formed in her mind when she suddenly slapped her own palm, her cheeks burning. Xiaoxiao was still unconscious; how could she have entertained such a ridiculous thought?
思！
After feeding Su Mu the last spoonful of porridge, she wiped the water from Su Zhixiao's lips. Seeing that her complexion was rosier and her breathing was much more steady, she gently...
Peace of mind.
Looking up, she saw Hu Chanyuan lost in thought, her cheeks flushed. She couldn't help but ask with concern, "Aunt Hu, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
"N-nothing!" Hu Chanyuan snapped back to reality, meeting Su Mu's clear, concerned black eyes. Her heart pounded even faster, and her body trembled slightly.
"I just felt relieved to see Xiaoxiao calm down."
Seeing her flustered expression, Su Mu assumed it was due to excessive worry, and naturally reached out with his free right hand to gently place it on the cool back of her hand.
He patted her reassuringly.
"Aunt Hu, there's no need to worry too much. Xiaoxiao and I have just overexerted our inner energy. We'll be fine after a night's rest."
The warmth of his palm seeped through her skin, sending a shiver down Hu Chanyuan's spine, as if a subtle electric current had coursed through her. She gripped Su Mu's hand tightly in return.
His hands, his voice trembling almost imperceptibly, carried a hint of stubbornness:
"Mu'er... I'm still worried, so how about I have Aunt Hu give you a thorough check-up? What if... what if that sorcerer was on you before he died?"
What underhanded trick was used, or what subtle wound was left undetected?
Before Su Mu could respond, she leaned forward, driven by an inexplicable impulse and with strength far exceeding Su Mu's current weakened state, she lightly...
Yi pushed him down onto the edge of the bed.
Caught off guard and genuinely weak, Su Mu was unable to break free for a moment. Even worse, his left hand was still tightly held by the sleeping Su Zhixiao.
He was bound up, unable to move.
"Aunt Hu? You..." Su Mu was surprised, but before he could finish speaking, Hu Chanyuan had already deftly untied the belt of his outer robe, her slightly cool fingertips carrying...
She trembled slightly as she touched his bare chest and abdomen.
Su Mu has practiced martial arts for many years, resulting in a strong physique with well-defined muscles that exude vigorous power.
However, at this moment, there were a few bruises of varying depths scattered on his skin, marks left from enduring the attack of a Golden Core cultivator today.
Hu Chanyuan's fingertips gently traced the bruises, her eyes instantly filling with heartache and self-reproach:
"It's all Aunt Hu's fault for not protecting you, causing Mu'er to suffer so much." Her voice choked with emotion, but her eyes gradually filled with self-reproach.
It was tinged with an unusual, hazy color:
"Mu'er, Aunt Hu will treat these wounds for you..." she murmured, then suddenly leaned down, her warm lips and tongue replacing her fingertips, gently, with...
Slightly damp, it licked a bruise.
Su Mu froze, gasping for breath. The sensation was strangely tingling, far exceeding the stimulation from the pain itself.
At first, she carefully followed the wound, but gradually, the trajectory began to deviate, lightly brushing against his firm abdominal muscles, even...
It playfully rubbed against me.
"Uh..." Su Mu couldn't help but groan, his muscles tensing instantly.
"Hehe..." Hu Chanyuan raised her head, her eyes glistening with tears, a triumphant slyness mixed with an increasingly intense allure. "Mu'er's reaction..."
So cute!
She held up her index finger and gently pressed it to her lips, making a shushing gesture. Her voice was extremely low and seductive, "But Mu'er wants..."
Be good, don't make too much noise... you'll wake Xiaoxiao up...
At this moment, Aunt Hu was completely different from her usual gentle demeanor. He knew it would be futile to try to persuade her again, seeing her "stubborn" appearance.
Seeing that he no longer resisted, Hu Chanyuan's eyes shone even brighter, and her actions became increasingly bold.
With a slight tremor of her slender hands, she began to untie herself. Her outer garment slipped down, followed by the soft rustling of her inner garment's thin straps.
The sound instantly dispelled the restraints.
Thump—In the distant kitchen, a pair of plump, snow-white, and glistening melons broke free from their restraints, trembling as they leaped out, gleaming...
Its alluring sheen and stunning curves make it impossible to hold in one hand.
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Li Qinghan frowned as she looked at the two heavy, smooth, and plump melons. These melons were way too big and too heavy! Oh well, what could she do?
He loves this kind of thing when you call him Brother Mu.
Su Mu's breathing suddenly became heavier. He really did like this; his favorite thing was the sweetness and juiciness of honeydew melon.
But at this moment, he discovered that the honeydew melon also had a surprising effect when used for massage.
This specially made melon has a perfectly round, soft surface with an excellent texture, carrying warmth and a subtle fragrance, gently caressing his well-defined chest and abdomen.
The tingling and comfort brought by the grinding and gentle rubbing far surpassed any magic pill, greatly relieving his tired and sore muscles and bones.
Of course, the effects of this "treatment" were so remarkable that a certain part of the body uncontrollably exhibited an excellent "recovery" state, leaving one feeling refreshed and energetic.
I am eager to try.
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Remarks on the launch (Please order first!)
After several days of four updates, the book has reached 8 words, and it's time to put it on sale!
The new chapter that will be released after midnight tonight should be a paid chapter, so I hope everyone will support it!
Please subscribe on the first day! First-day subscription data is very important! Thank you everyone! After the book is released, I will continue to update 2 chapters daily, and occasionally 4 chapters!
Next, Su Mu's second blood will be given out. Who will it end up with?
The much-anticipated chaotic love triangle is about to unfold.
The women, who had previously maintained a good relationship, began to compete for Su Mu after realizing their own feelings for him.
Su Mu will use his gentle yet assertive side to make the concubines obedient.
Thank you to all readers for your support and suggestions! Thank you to editor Erha for patiently answering all questions! We will continue to accept all content and avoid...
Triggers and frustrations. More female leads are on the way!
For example, Elder Ling, the leader of the Sleeping Flower Sect, who appears in the second chapter, and her disciple.
Their story with Su Mu will be told in the stories to come!
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Chapter Thirty-Five: Aunt Hu, I Want to Eat Strawberries
Sensing the undeniable surge of energy in his body, instinctively, a rush of scalding heat surged forth, instantly engulfing my entire body, even reaching my ears.
It was burning red-hot.
Her alluring almond-shaped eyes shimmered with moisture, her cheeks flushed so red they seemed to bleed, yet she pressed her soft body even closer to her.
She tilted her head slightly, her moist lips almost touching his earlobe, her breath sweet as orchids, her voice so alluring it could melt water:
"Mu'er...it seems Aunt Hu's treatment is...very effective for you." Her slender fingers slowly drew circles on his firm chest.
The fingertips trembled slightly, tracing the contours of the muscles, bringing a tingling, itchy sensation.
She was breathing slightly heavily, her breasts rising and falling with her breath, outlining breathtaking curves. Her eyes sparkled with a spring-like allure, yet her words deliberately...
It carries a touch of elder's love and concern.
The contrast between this identity and demeanor adds a touch of forbidden, heart-pounding allure.
"These past few days, Mu'er has worked tirelessly, sparing no effort to treat Aunt Hu's emotional distress, which has brought Aunt Hu great comfort." She gently offered a kiss.
His chest, his hair brushing against her chest, carried a fragrant breeze, "Our Mu'er knows best... how to be filial to her elders."
"So tonight..." Her soft, alluring words, carrying a hint of fragrance, brushed lightly against his ear, "let Aunt Hu take good care of you too."
Mu'er, how are you?
"Aunt Hu," Su Mu looked up at her, his gaze falling on her eyes, brimming with watery light and alluring charm. His heart pounded like thunder.
The shock in his chest made his eardrums ring and his blood rush to his head.
He could tell that although Aunt Hu's words and actions were bold and flirtatious, every word she uttered came from the bottom of her heart, expressing her desire to be close to him and comfort him.
His feelings, and even those that pleased him, were ardent, honest, and undisguised.
She was expressing her gratitude, guilt, and some deeper emotion in this way.
If that's the case, why should he feign modesty and politely refuse? Accepting this "kindness" and "affection" from his elders openly would be the best thing he could do for her.
Response!
His Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice became hoarse.
"Aunt Hu...I want to eat strawberries."
Upon hearing this, Hu Chanyuan was taken aback at first, then her cheeks flushed even more, like the sunset outside the window. But she did not back down; instead, she curved her lips into a smile.
Her eyes revealed a charming smile that was both shy and alluring, and the beauty mark at the corner of her eye seemed to come alive, adding a touch of bewitching beauty.
"Okay~ Mu'er wants to eat, so Aunt Hu will feed you." Her voice was as soft as honey, full of endless pampering and indulgence.
Meanwhile, in the kitchen of the Prince's mansion not far away, Li Qinghan was rolling up her sleeves, carefully washing the bright red, glistening, and plump fruits in the bamboo basket.
Full of strawberries.
The water gurgled, and the strawberries rolled under her slender fingers, washing away the dust and making them appear even more round and lovely, their deep red color like pigeon's blood gemstones.
The surface is covered with translucent water droplets, which refract an alluring luster under the light and exude a fresh and sweet fragrance.
She hummed a tuneless little tune happily, thinking: "Besides melons, Brother Mu's favorite food is strawberries!" He...