Cultivation Begins with Caring for Sister-in-law Chapter 252: Chen Mo: The Crown Prince of Chong Is Not Your

In the room, the lights were bright, but the decorations were no longer like the boudoir Liang Xue rembered. So furniture, vases, and the like had been removed.

She uneasily walked into the inner chamber and saw a young man.

The young man was standing behind the desk, writing sothing.

He had long, ink-black hair, soft and smooth like silk, tied in a high ponytail, revealing his clean and handso face.

His eyebrows were shaped like swords, straight and powerful, adding a touch of masculinity and decisiveness to him.

What drew the most attention was the aura around him, elegant yet possessing a hint of evil qi.

"It’s him..." Liang Xue recognized the young man; it was the sa person she had t last ti, only back then, he was so imposing and domineering that she couldn’t look directly at him.

"You’re here." The young man’s voice was gentle, as if greeting an old friend.

Chen Mo put down the pen and glanced at Liang Xue, his eyes shining.

Liang Xue was dressed in a purple dress, her long hair draped gently over her shoulders, her slender neck hinting at a seductive charm, complented by her purple dress, making her even more alluring.

Her body curves were voluptuously intense, a slender waist, and long, straight legs.

Feeling the young man’s burning gaze, Liang Xue’s delicate body trembled involuntarily, clutching her dress’s corner with both hands, she said: "What... what do you want to do?"

Even her voice carried a hint of allure.

"I heard you have a marriage contract with the Crown Prince Chong?" Chen Mo walked around the desk and approached her.

Liang Xue retreated: "So... what if I do?"

"King Chong colluded with Prince Huai to rebel, they are indeed traitors, the Crown Prince Chong is not a suitable match for you." Chen Mo said.

"Nonsense, twisting the truth, clearly you are the traitors." Liang Xue guarded her front with her hands, retreating as she spoke.

"I am a Fifth-Grade General of Xuanwei personally conferred by His Majesty, this is well known, while Prince Huai, without His Majesty’s decree, led troops out of Huai State unauthorized, and fabricated a so-called Emperor’s blood letter, clearly deserving condemnation, and Chong colluded with him, what else could they be if not traitors?" Chen Mo spoke coldly.

"When..."

Liang Xue could retreat no further, bumping into the table behind her, the vase on the table toppled to the side but fortunately, Chen Mo quickly caught it, bringing their bodies intimately close together.

Liang Xue’s body trembled, pushing Chen Mo away, she hid to the side.

"Stop arguing here, a thief is a thief." Liang Xue mustered the courage, glaring angrily at Chen Mo: "If you’re wise, release us imdiately, or else when King Chong sends his troops, you’ll... have no place to be buried."

"Intimidating ?" Chen Mo smirked slightly, placing the vase securely, he said: "You really think King Chong cares about you? From what I know, you were supposed to be married in April, yet it’s already June and if King Chong truly cared about you, he wouldn’t have delayed the wedding, but would have personally sent his soldiers to Yu State to bring you over by now.

If he truly cared, he would send troops to support Yu State, rather than letting you and your father fall into my hands."

Liang Xue’s face changed, although she didn’t want to admit it, the young man’s words were precise, and she knew well that King Chong indeed couldn’t spare any effort to take care of Yu State.

"Don’t think... you can alienate us, I will never believe you." Liang Xue said.

"Whether it’s alienation or not, you should have the answer in your heart, why deceive yourself?"

Liang Xue snorted coldly, not wanting to discuss this topic further with the young man, she instead asked: "What have you done to my father?"

"Your Liang family conspired with Prince Huai, you are indeed traitors, your father Liang Song, as the Prefect of Yu State, instead of being loyal to the Court, led troops to fight Prince Huai, he colluded with Prince Huai, raised private soldiers, and secretly fashioned weapons, facing my army not only refused to surrender, but stubbornly resisted, his cri is punishable by death, I shall report to the Court, and have him drawn and quartered..." Chen Mo said seriously.

Liang Xue’s face turned pale.

"Of course, the Liang family’s ancestors were founding heroes of the Great Song, serving as Three Ministers in four generations, they have made significant contributions to the Great Song, and Liang Song, in Yu State, also has certain achievents, if he realizes his mistake, reforms, and pledges loyalty to the Court again, I would not be unable to plead for him with the Court and His Majesty." Chen Mo said.

Liang Xue glanced at Chen Mo, her keen mind understood the young man’s aning.

Indeed, as the spoils of war, one must have the consciousness of such status.

"What must I do for you to spare my father?" Liang Xue bit her lower lip and asked.

Her mother had passed away when she was very young, her father raised her single-handedly, and to prevent her from being bullied by her stepmother, he did not remarry until she was thirteen, and he dearly loved her.

Their bond was deep.

Chen Mo said with his hands behind his back: "If you want to plead with His Majesty, I must first know if you are on the sa side as us. If you are one of us, I will do everything to save you."

Upon hearing this, Liang Xue seed about to bite through her own lips.

Outside the room, Xia Zhining, who was standing guard, upon hearing this, imdiately cursed inwardly, this bastard is playing that trick again.

Xia Zhining clenched the hilt of her sword tightly.

"Do you an what you say?" Liang Xue gazed at the young man with her beautiful eyes, at least he wasn’t an old geezer, she comforted herself with his handso appearance and extraordinary talent to accept it.

"I, Chen Mo, always keep my word." Chen Mo looked at the enchanting beauty, raising his hand to pinch her chin.

Liang Xue did not resist. She looked at the young man with a handso face and said clearly, "I can agree with you, but before that, you must...promise one thing."

"Speak."

"As a woman of the Liang Family, I have my dignity. If you...get tired of in the future, you can kill directly, but you must not throw to your subordinates." Liang Xue did not want to beco a camp prostitute.

Chen Mo originally thought Liang Xue would ask him to let her father go, but unexpectedly it was this request, leaving him montarily stunned.

Seeing the young man’s suspicion, Liang Xue thought he truly had such intentions and said, "If you don’t agree, then I have no choice but death."

However, monts later, she suddenly felt her body pause, only to be embraced by the young man around her waist. Her own skirt was skillfully undone like an agile steed. He said, "What do you take for? I have no habit of giving my woman to others, and I want to formally take you in."

A Liang Family woman was indeed a banner that should be treated well.

After speaking, the purple skirt fell on the wooden floor.

Liang Xue let out a cry of surprise, then she was lifted by the waist and carried towards the bed, scared enough to grab onto the young man’s neck.

Quickly, she found herself lying on the bed, instinctively grabbing the quilt beside her to cover her body, but it was pulled away by the young man.

Liang Xue blushed red, wanting to raise her hands to cover her face, but her hands were taken by the young man, directly facing him.

"Undress ," Chen Mo said in a low voice, then sat beside her.

Liang Xue frowned slightly, her fair face blushing. But having co this far, there was no turning back, so she complied.

It was her first ti seeing a man’s body, feeling the young man’s firm chest, the movent of muscles, that sturdy physique, a thick male scent piercing her nose, making even her earlobes feel hot.

At her age, it was the ti when hormones were most intense, and the age longing for love the most. Now, affected by this visual impact, her heart couldn’t help but race.

Soon, Liang Xue completed the task Chen Mo gave her.

"Following , you won’t be disappointed..." Chen Mo embraced her, wanting to paint a rosy picture with her.

Liang Xue lifted her delicate head slightly, unwilling to speak. Suddenly, she felt sothing different in front of her, letting out a soft hum and hugged the young man tightly.

Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly felt her lips covered, this being Liang Xue’s first kiss, feeling sowhat...mystical.

When she was a child, she had once seen servants being intimate in the backyard, to the extent that she foolishly asked her nanny if kissing would lead to pregnancy.

But she had only seen it once. Later, she heard that the servant and the nurse were caught for private etings and were beaten to death.

The rules of noble families were particularly strict, slaves were considered the master’s property, and the master’s won, such amorous private etings, would never be forgiven lightly.

She opened her eyes, wanting to see the young man’s expression, yet looked into those bright eyes, causing her gaze to dodge.

A pair of beautiful eyes as clear as water, implicitly alluring.

"What’s wrong?" After a while, their lips parted. Chen Mo looked at Liang Xue’s beautiful face, no wonder people always wanted sothing new while having sothing else; it gave a fresh sense of pleasure.

"Nothing..." Liang Xue said.

Chen Mo caressed Liang Xue’s face, seeing the traces of charm on her face. Chen Mo lowered his head to kiss the corner of her lips gently, then said, "Hold tight."

...

The night was deep, and a bright and clear moon cast countless silvery rays, draping over the County Governnt Office of Longn County.

Listening to the sounds inside the house, Xia Zhining, who was guarding outside, felt as if her heart was burning. She drew her long sword and swung it around in the courtyard. With every swing, she inwardly cursed the bastard.

The flowers and plants in the courtyard suffered, becoming the targets of Xia Zhining’s venting.

In the guest room on the other side, Ning Wan watched the moonlight outside the window. Liang Xue hadn’t co back so late, she could roughly guess what happened, letting out a sigh.

Speaking of which, although she used to be at odds with Liang Xue, it was the other party who initiated the provocation. Although she was angry, she did not coddle the other, nor did she hold grudges.

On the contrary, because of the other’s bickering, her sowhat dull life was made more interesting.

Ning Wan prayed for Liang Xue.

...

Seeing Liang Xue asleep, Chen Mo rose, tidied briefly, dressed, and left the room.

"Zhining, full of energy, still practicing swordplay?" Chen Mo remarked, looking at Xia Zhining practicing in the courtyard.

Hearing the noise, Xia Zhining stopped, turned her head. Under her elegant brows, her clear eyes held a cold gaze as she looked at Chen Mo, mockingly saying, "Why co out now?"

Chen Mo walked towards Xia Zhining, smiled, and then pulled her into his embrace, softly saying, "Alright, Zhining, I just went through the motions with her. Let’s go rest downstairs."

"Stop it." Xia Zhining pushed Chen Mo away, "Your aura makes feel sick."