"I’m getting too old for this kind of excitent..."
...
...
Chen Mo walked through the courtyard and arrived at the East Wing.
Just as he reached the bedroom door, he suddenly sensed sothing. After perceiving it for a mont, his expression beca quite peculiar.
"What’s this..."
He quietly pushed open the door and stepped inside.
Behind the screen, Ling Ningzhi was wearing a plain white outfit with the word "Prisoner" written prominently in the middle.
A piece of hemp rope went across her chest, armpits, and between her legs, tying her up entirely, accentuating her already voluptuous figure.
Shen Zhixia was dressed in the sa manner.
A gag was in her mouth, and shackles adorned her hands and feet, firmly locking her onto the bed.
Moreover, this "prisoner’s outfit" was ticulously designed, deliberately aged with ink and rouge, and had whip-like marks on the waist and back, revealing the fair and delicate skin beneath.
"Zhixia, are you sure this is going to work?" Ling Ningzhi bit her lip and said, "I just feel a bit ashad..."
"You don’t know, this is called ’role-play’, where you assu different roles to give the other person a unique sense of thrill," Shen Zhixia muttered slightly as she spoke, due to the gag in her mouth.
"So play the role of a geisha, so play animals, and so pretend to be soone else’s wife... Ahem, it’s all about catering to the other’s tastes, making them unable to resist."
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Looking at her talking confidently, Ling Ningzhi asked skeptically, "How do you know all this stuff?"
Shen Zhixia’s eyes flickered, and she changed the topic: "You don’t need to worry about that, let’s practice for a bit first and give Brother a surprise when he gets back tonight!"
Ling Ningzhi sighed helplessly, "Are you sure it’s going to be a surprise, not a shock?"
"Of course." Shen Zhixia said confidently, "Brother is a Deputy Thousand Households of the Sky Scale Guard, who mostly deals with criminals. This should fit professionally; he’ll definitely love it..."
As she spoke, she even started imitating, putting on a pitiful face.
"Have rcy, my lord, I’m innocent! Boohoo~"
"..."
Ling Ningzhi’s mouth twitched.
Is this girl affected by sothing...
Just as she was about to persuade further, a familiar voice sounded: "To prove your innocence, you’d have to provide so evidence, you know."
?!
The two of them froze and looked up abruptly.
There stood Chen Mo, who had unknowingly co to the bedside, leaning against the bedpost, looking at them with amused eyes.
"Ch-Chen Mo, why are you back?" Shen Zhixia’s face turned crimson red instantly, stamring.
Under normal circumstances, the Sky Scale Guard disbands at 5 p.m.
Recently, Chen Mo had been busy with cases, usually coming back after dark.
Though this "role-play" was her idea, she wasn’t completely prepared ntally, so she thought to practice ahead. But they were caught right in the act...
"Luckily, I ca back early, otherwise I would’ve missed quite the show." Chen Mo scrutinized them, smilingly saying, "Your outfits are indeed refreshing."
"... This has nothing to do with . You and Zhixia chat slowly." Ling Ningzhi got up to escape.
Slap—
A crisp sound accompanied her voluptuous figure wobbling.
"Hm..."
A tingling pain made her groan, her legs went soft, and she flopped right onto the bed.
Chen Mo shook his head and said, "Trying to escape right in front of ? Such audacity!"
Ling Ningzhi: "..."
Shen Zhixia’s chest heaved lightly, her eyes full of bashfulness.
Although the situation was a bit unexpected, since things were as they were, they could only carry on...
"I really am wronged; please investigate thoroughly, my lord~" She knelt on the bed, blushing deeply, her voice barely a whisper.
Looking at her pitiable appearance, Chen Mo’s heart skipped a beat, and he said seriously, "I am always upright and just, neither wronging the innocent nor letting the guilty go free..."
"Whether the two of you have been wronged, it will beco clear after a thorough investigation."
He reached out and lifted Shen Zhixia’s chin, "Well, are you ready to be investigated?"
Shen Zhixia’s eyes beca misty, almost overflowing with tears.
"However the lord wishes to investigate..."
...
...
An hour later.
Chen Mo leaned against the headboard, Shen Zhixia nestled in his arms.
The white prisoner’s outfit was slightly disheveled, revealing a pair of long, slender legs like jade pillars, her breath a bit hurried, and a faint blush lingered on her cheeks.
He Yuzhi had given instructions, so the two dared not go too far.
But there were many other ways...
Shen Zhixia, perhaps provoked by sothing, was extrely proactive throughout the process.
Even Ling Ningzhi, who had been intimate with Chen Mo, felt unbearably ashad and quietly slipped away midway.
"Zhixia, about last ti..."
Chen Mo pondered for a mont, about to speak, when Shen Zhixia spoke first: "Brother, I might be leaving."
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Chen Mo was taken aback, "Where to?"
"Of course, back to the sect." Shen Zhixia said softly, "Originally, I returned this ti to visit the family—logically, it should have only been for a month, and it’s already been a long delay... The sect has sent word several tis, and delaying further wouldn’t be appropriate."
Chen Mo was montarily speechless.
He had also considered this matter.
Shen Zhixia, being a direct disciple of the Martial Saint Sect, naturally couldn’t stay in the Capital City indefinitely. Still, he hadn’t expected this day to co so abruptly.
Seeing Chen Mo’s somber expression, Shen Zhixia flashed a reassuring smile, "It’s okay, after all, I can always co back to the Capital City anyti, or Brother can co to Martial Saint Mountain to find ..."
She raised her hand, and a palm-sized compass flew from a dress hanging on the clothes rack, landing in her palm.
It bore complex array patterns, and when infused with True Yuan, beams of light projected out, weaving together above to form a virtual image of a cloud-piercing mountain peak.
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