The sky gradually darkened.
Inside the room, the candlelight flickered, casting an uncertain yellow glow.
Behind the delicate silk curtains, Chen Mo leaned against the head of the bed, his muscular body sharply defined, like a sculpture.
Shen Zhixia knelt beside him, wearing only a thin brocade dudou, its strap slipping off, revealing her smooth, rounded shoulders and a glimpse of snow-white skin.
In terms of figure, although slightly slimr than Ling Ningzhi, she was not far behind, rounded and full much like Li Yuan, maintaining a level in the top tier.
Seeing Chen Mo's positivity, Shen Zhixia's cheeks flushed a rosy red.
After a mont's thought, she turned sideways, opened the small cabinet by the bed, searched for a while, and took out a porcelain bottle from the second drawer.
"What is this?" Chen Mo asked with so curiosity.
"This is Deer Crown Circulation Oil refined by Master Qi. It contains deer antler from the White Spirit Deer, which can unblock the ridians and promote circulation, having miraculous effects on external injuries."
"The cultivation style of the Martial Saint Sect is mainly combat-oriented, so it's common for disciples to spar with each other and suffer injuries. This oil is almost a standard item for every Inner Sect Disciple."
Shen Zhixia opened the bottle's stopper, and a faint dicinal fragrance filled the air. She softly said, "Brother previously sparred with the Purple Peak Master, exerting too much force, which inevitably strained his muscles. Let take this opportunity to relieve that."
"Oh, alright." Chen Mo nodded.
But soon, he was stunned.
He saw Shen Zhixia pour the circulation oil onto herself, spreading it evenly, the dudou clinging tightly to her body. The already thin fabric beca increasingly transparent, her fair and delicate skin reflecting a faint gloss under the candlelight.
"Didn't you say you were going to apply it on ?"
"This circulation oil needs to be heated to achieve the best effect; I'll heat it up for brother first."
"..."
Shen Zhixia's eyes glead with a watery shine, as she leaned against him, gently rubbing.
As the dicinal potency spread, the temperature rose continuously, the sensation becoming more distinct and delicate.
Chen Mo had to admit, the effect of this ointnt on promoting blood flow was indeed excellent, now his blood was surging, feeling like it was about to ignite!
Shen Zhixia cupped her hands, slowly leaning down—
Seeing his difficult expression, a hint of amusent flashed in her eyes. She bit her lip softly and asked, "Brother, haven't I made quite so progress?"
Chen Mo's throat moved, and he nodded, saying, "A gentleman changes after three days, indeed you've improved."
"How will you reward ?" Shen Zhixia blinked.
"Reward?"
Chen Mo caught on, crossing his arms and said, "I wondered why you were so proactive today, so you were waiting for , huh? Tell , what plan are you scheming now?"
"What do you an again? You're making it sound like I'm very bad." Shen Zhixia playfully glared at him, hesitated for a mont, and shyly said, "I... I just want to dual cultivate with Brother like Households Commander Li..."
"Hmm?" Chen Mo was montarily dazed upon hearing this.
Seeing this, Shen Zhixia couldn't help but beco tense, "Doesn't brother want to?"
"How could that be? You're clearly rewarding ." Chen Mo shook his head with a smile, explaining, "I'm just curious, didn't you say you would save it for the wedding night? Why the sudden change of heart?"
Shen Zhixia clenched her slender hands, murmuring, "I did promise Aunt, but eventually, it's bound to happen... Besides, with so many girls around brother, I wouldn't even know how far down the line I'll be..."
"..."
Chen Mo understood, it was a lack of security.
Although they were engaged, it was in na only, and until marriage, no one could predict what would happen in the future.
Previously, Mr. Shen sought a marriage decree from Her Majesty the Consort, but was harshly rebuked. This in turn stirred so unease in Shen Zhixia—
After all, Chen Mo had repeatedly achieved great feats, was the youngest Grandmaster of the Great Yuan, advancing smoothly in his career. What if so young lady from a noble family, or worse, a princess from the Imperial Family took a fancy to him and took him away?
"You silly girl, why bother with rankings on such matters?"
Chen Mo pinched her cheek gently, saying tenderly, "The marriage contract said it all back then, 'Reeds bound like silk, steadfast as a rock, breaking the oath will surely bring down lightning on you.'"
"Brother..."
Thinking of the Creation Gold Contract binding their lives, Shen Zhixia's heart softened.
Chen Mo continued, "As for that final step, if you're sure, I'm willing. But even if we don't take it, nothing changes. Chong'er is always the most special to ."
Shen Zhixia's eyes were filled with affection, nodding, "Of course, I trust brother. I'm just a little worried at tis, and..."
She clenched her little fist, her face blushing, and said, "Being behind Households Commander Li is understandable, as you've known each other for a long ti. But I can't let Daoist Qingxuan beat too, right? At the very least, I want to be in the top five!"
"..."
Chen Mo's throat moved, montarily speechless.
He almost forgot, Zhixia didn't know how far along things had progressed with Ling Ningzhi.
The top five would be impossible; if we calculate accurately, he should be calling her Eighth Shen instead...
But he wouldn't say such a dampening thing, knowing it might lead to reckoning with his mother later, but with the atmosphere as it was, not taking so action seed impolite.
Chen Mo held Shen Zhixia by her slender waist, rolling over and pressing her onto the bed.
Seeing her slightly flustered expression, he smirked and chuckled, "After all this fuss, let first check if the dish is adequately heated."
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