Eternal Life from Taking Care of Master's Wife-Chapter 274 - 2: Awakening! The Heart Demon King’s State of Mind! The Ancestor’s Heart Stirs_2
Zhou Chen taking the initiative was a relief to her.
Then just get things done.
It’s better than an awkward silence or a strained chat.
Although she had no experience.
Zhou Chen was seasoned; she just let him take the lead.
The beauty’s shy demeanor was most enchanting.
Looking at the pure and alluring princess, Zhou Chen’s fingers itched, very satisfied.
"Someone’s watching!"
Nun Jingyue’s terse, cool voice echoed in Zhou Chen’s mind, and his soul body appeared before her, embracing her.
"I know, don’t worry, just make sure no one notices you!"
Zhou Chen multitasked, with one strand of consciousness controlling his body, while his soul spent most of the time training with the other ladies in the Wind and Moon Treasure Mirror.
"Nun, you seem bigger again!"
Zhou Chen meticulously checked Nun Jingyue, not missing a single subtle or hidden spot.
Nun Jingyue remained silent.
After Zhou Chen performed Divine Enthronement on her, Nun Jingyue transformed from enigmatic to divine, with her abilities advancing greatly, becoming a King, with wisdom equal to normal people.
But she still didn’t like talking much.
Except when necessary, like just reminding Zhou Chen someone was watching, any other time, she wouldn’t speak a single unnecessary word.
As for the voyeur, Zhou Chen could guess.
It should be one of the Royal Family’s strong ones.
A female strong one.
Nine out of ten, it’s Zhou Chen’s next target for awakening.
The premise is that Zhou Chen can awaken Princess Xingyue.
Otherwise, it’s all for nothing.
In the main hall, Princess Xingyue looked tense, her delicate body rigid.
Suddenly.
Princess Xingyue shuddered, her beautiful eyes showing fear and shock, as if frightened by some terrifying primordial giant beast.
"Don’t be afraid!"
Zhou Chen’s voice was gentle as he leaned down to capture that soft lip.
Princess Xingyue’s body initially stiffened but was soon conquered by Zhou Chen’s masterful Divine Techniques, forgetting everything, passionately immersed.
Previously, Zhou Chen envied the Southern King Duan Zhengchun quite a bit.
Duan Zhengchun’s those confidantes, like Ruan Xingzhu, Gan Baobao, Madam Wang, Qin Hongmian, and others, all couldn’t forget Duan Zhengchun.
Even though Duan Zhengchun discarded them like old shoes every time, even if they got pregnant, he ignored them, discarded them.
Yet they still thought of Duan Zhengchun.
Every time Duan Zhengchun went to see them, they welcomed him warmly, opening the door, always indifferent to Duan Zhengchun’s past disregard.
Even if Madam Wang and Gan Baobao were married, they still thought of Duan Zhengchun.
Zhou Chen thought Duan Zhengchun had four advantages:
One, he was handsome.
Two, he had high status.
Three, he was eloquent, with a silver tongue.
Four, his family’s One Yang Finger technique was powerful.
And Zhou Chen possessed all of these, even far surpassing Duan Zhengchun.
Zhou Chen used One Yang Finger to breakthrough and pave the way.
Open mountains when meeting mountains.
Strike the water when meeting water.
"Marquis!"
Princess Xingyue gazed at Zhou Chen, her eyes dazed, her red lips parted slightly, her body trembling, head thrown back, her flowing black hair dancing.
"Endure a bit longer!"
Zhou Chen felt poetry brewing within his heart, unable to hold back but to recite a poem:
"In youth, the holy rhythm not found, natural love for hills and mountains."
"By mistake fallen into red dust, twenty years passed in such a journey."
"Caged birds long for Xingyue, pond fish yearn for deep abyss." 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖
"No dust in courtyard, virtual room awaits the play of dust."
"Long caged in the grid, to return again in nature.
Princess Xingyue stared blankly at Zhou Chen, her brows slightly furrowed, her teeth biting down on her red lips, returning to her natural form, unadorned.
The virtual room had already awaited Zhou Chen’s return.
An overwhelming sense of fulfillment and joy filled her heart, bringing her to tears of happiness.
Zhou Chen gently kissed Princess Xingyue’s beautiful eyes, kissing away her tears.
Feeling the warmth of her room, a faint fragrant breath permeating, invigorating one’s spirit.
Especially the spotlessly clean area in front of Princess Xingyue’s door, refreshingly neat, pleasing to one’s heart.
However, Zhou Chen was like a Husky.
His favorite thing was to make someone else’s clean and tidy room a mess, this chaotic beauty immensely captivating him.
He even spat on the floor before leaving the room.
"This kid can really awaken the Overlord Emperor Bloodline..."
Chu Si’s senses watched Zhou Chen as he did as he pleased on Princess Xingyue, her fine brows arching, beware of losing both wife and soldiers.
The Overlord Emperor Bloodline, also known as Emperor’s Bloodline, wasn’t easy to awaken, especially after so many generations, although there were cases of ancestral awakening after countless generations, they were few and far between.
Bloodline awakening had nothing to do with how long one lived.
Some special divine treasures could purify and awaken the bloodline, but such treasures are rare and hard to find.
"And double cultivation with women to become stronger? Such a physique is rare, especially one so effective, however, this kid really is a born lecher..."
Seeing Zhou Chen’s terrifying prowess, Chu Si was secretly alarmed, but she couldn’t see much on Zhou Chen.
After all, she didn’t want Zhou Chen to notice, only seeing the surface.
Time flowed silently like water through a funnel.
The sky gradually opened up with heavy rain.
Raindrops fell on the bright and beautiful glazed tiles of the palace, the constant sound of rain making Chu Si irritable.
She watched outside at the lotus pond, some white lotuses blooming, their glow tender and alluring after the rain.
Some red lotuses remained in bud.
But as the spring rains fell like silk, fluttering and striking, the buds in the lotus pond slowly opened, the pink lotus petals more beautiful under the rain’s baptism.
Poorly falling spring rain among the red lotus petals.
...
Imperial Study.
Emperor Qian Chu Wuya put down the memorial and brush, stood up, paced to the window, watching the gloomy sky, clouds looming, the rain pouring.
