Eternal Life from Taking Care of Master's Wife-Chapter 203 - 51: Blood Saber Demon! Protagonist Party Wiped Out?_2
"It shouldn’t be, with so many princes and princesses in the royal family, and so many aristocrats, as the esteemed Eldest Princess, there’s no need for Senior Sister to personally attend Zhou Chen’s Saint Heir ceremony!"
Duanmukun shook his head and analyzed.
"Brother Da Shi’s words are quite true, it’s a pity we won’t see Senior Sister and Second Senior Sister!"
...
Above Qingzhou.
A luxurious and gigantic flying ship streaked across the sky like a meteor, headed towards the Beishan Dao Infinite Sword Sect.
Inside the flying ship, the space was vast, divided into many rooms, resembling a palace, luxurious and exquisite yet elegant.
Zhou Chen slipped into the Sect Leader’s room like a cat sneaking in for a treat, the Sect Leader sat by the window, with soft sunlight filtering through and bathing her, radiating a holy glow, beautiful and divine, beyond reproach.
Sensing Zhou Chen’s arrival, the Sect Leader continued gazing outward as if unaware of him sneaking into her room.
Zhou Chen reached from behind and embraced the Sect Leader’s plump figure, bending down to kiss her.
Her skin was tender as if it could shatter with a touch, warm and jade-like.
Elastic and fragrant.
A kiss felt like savoring a long-yearned-for delicacy, an indescribable sense of fulfillment.
"Sect Leader Master, you’re so beautiful!"
Zhou Chen kissed greedily, entranced.
His hand slipped into Qing Yuyao’s skirt.
"Still calling me Sect Leader Master?"
Qing Yuyao couldn’t help but give Zhou Chen a hard look, half angry, half charming.
Her slightly parted red lips were like petals, her pearly white teeth gleaming temptingly, a fresh fragrance reminiscent of orchids and chrysanthemums wafted onto Zhou Chen’s face.
"I just like the Sect Leader Master!"
Watching the Sect Leader’s fleeting glimpse of a pink tongue, Zhou Chen found it exceptionally attractive, possessing an allure beyond words.
"Little rascal!"
Qing Yuyao cursed him, yet deep in her heart felt a strange thrill.
"Mm..."
Zhou Chen leaned in for another kiss.
Qing Yuyao tightly embraced Zhou Chen’s back.
Although it wasn’t the first time.
She was still shy, her cool and detached beauty was clearly embarrassed, unworldly yet passionate.
The intense contrast felt like a tempest, waves crashing fiercely.
Zhou Chen’s body and spirit were deeply affected, deeply infatuated.
Not knowing how long it lasted.
Zhou Chen circled the Sect Leader’s waist, helping her turn around, facing away from him.
"I really want to slice you with a saber!"
Qing Yuyao turned, glaring at Zhou Chen rolling her skirt to her waist: "You just love ordering people around..."
"Sect Leader Master, would you bear to?"
Zhou Chen suddenly grinned: "This is your lifetime joy!"
"Hmph!"
Qing Yuyao grunted, no longer looking at Zhou Chen.
She wanted to speak, but words failed her.
Her mouth was forcibly silenced by Zhou Chen.
...
On the other side.
Huangfu Yueyao and Hongzhu were together, suddenly raising an eyebrow.
"Why does this flying ship feel a bit shaky?"
Though the movement wasn’t large, as a Divine Skill Realm expert, Huangfu Yueyao still sensed it.
Activating her divine sense, she checked if the flying ship was malfunctioning.
In the next moment.
Huangfu Yueyao blushed furiously, cursing inwardly: "That little rascal, always up to dishonorable acts!"
"Master, is the young master training again?"
Hongzhu teased with a sly smile; she didn’t need to look to guess.
Huangfu Yueyao’s flying ship was very stable, even jumping inside wouldn’t cause a tremor.
For Huangfu Yueyao to feel the ship’s movement, the force required wasn’t small.
Within the ship, it could only be Zhou Chen.
And his partner must be Qing Yuyao.
Anyone else, at most, Divine Sea Realm, Zhou Chen’s force would be too much for them to withstand.
"Training, training..."
Upon hearing this, Huangfu Yueyao couldn’t help but retort:
"Having special talents is something, huh!"
"Master, having special talents is truly something!"
Hongzhu remarked cheerfully.
"You sly minx, are you keen on training with that little rascal too? Get lost!"
As they playfully squabbled, Zhou Chen was also up to mischief.
The flying ship sped swiftly, mountains and rivers flashed below, countless sceneries flew by.
Qing Yuyao bit her hand, tilted her snowy neck, her cascading hair flying wildly.
As the wind calmed, the rain ceased.
Zhou Chen paused, holding Qing Yuyao close, both savoring each other’s warmth and harmony, enjoying life’s beauty and peace.
"Master!"
Knocking echoed, Shi Qingxuan called from outside.
"Qingxuan’s here, hurry up and go!"
Qing Yuyao gave Zhou Chen a little push, eyes flustered.
Zhou Chen smiled, not teasing her, swiftly withdrew.
Qing Yuyao quickly tidied herself, they straightened up before opening the door.
"Master... huh? Senior Brother Zhou!"
Shi Qingxuan’s cool face showed surprise, not expecting Zhou Chen’s presence.
"Senior Sister Shi, I was exchanging cultivation insights with the Sect Leader, now finished, you two talk!"
Zhou Chen chuckled, leaving the room.
Watching Zhou Chen vanish, Shi Qingxuan turned to Qing Yuyao, noticing her disheveled hair, flushed cheeks, skin glistening with sweat.
"Master, what’s wrong? Are you feverish?"
Shi Qingxuan concernedly asked, not suspecting Zhou Chen.
"It’s nothing, just discussing Martial Dao with Zhou Chen, a bit exhausting, a little rest will do!"
Qing Yuyao waved her hand, not wanting to elaborate.
Even if feverish, it’s fine.
Zhou Chen had already treated her with an injection and infusion.
"Alright!"
Shi Qingxuan nodded, not probing further, her nose twitched, sensing a peculiar trace, unsettling her.
"Master, is this room poisoned?"
Shi Qingxuan felt the scent might hinder cultivation, disturbing focus.
