"Knock, knock, knock!"
At this mont, the sound of knocking on the door was heard.
"It’s Qing Lian!"
Qin Ke imdiately spoke and then walked out.
Monts later.
Qing Lian and Qin Ke walked in.
Although she didn’t know Chen Xuan, seeing Qin Ke’s respectful expression, she imdiately bowed, "Qing Lian greets my lord!"
"No need for that!"
Chen Xuan spoke softly, then asked, "Is there any news from Prince Qing’s Mansion?"
"Yes, my lord, Prince Qing ntioned that His Highness’s entourage will arrive tomorrow."
Qing Lian replied in a low voice, keeping her head down.
Facing Chen Xuan, she felt an overwhelming pressure, even more than when facing Prince Qing.
"Who is this lord after all? So powerful!"
Out of the corner of her eye, she took a glance.
"So, you really want to know who I am?"
Chen Xuan asked with a gentle smile.
"Ah—"
Qing Lian exclaid in surprise, lifting her head unconsciously, looking at Chen Xuan with shock.
Was this... a coincidence... or?
How did he know what she was just thinking?
"Alright, no need to be so surprised, you did well this ti."
Chen Xuan spoke softly.
Moreover, upon seeing her, he imdiately had an idea.
He then extended a finger, from which a faint silver light emanated. As the three of them looked at him in confusion, he spoke, "Do not resist, I will read your mory, and then use your identity."
"Ah—"
Qing Lian cried out in surprise, and two words imdiately surfaced in her mind, "Soul Search!"
Instantly, she was filled with fear.
"Rest assured, it won’t affect you."
Chen Xuan comforted her.
She was rely at the early-stage immortal grade, and with his current spiritual power, he could soul search her without her even knowing.
He gently guided this spiritual power into her sea of consciousness.
Inspecting her mory.
About half an hour later, Chen Xuan retracted his spiritual power, then injected a surge of spiritual power into her body.
"Boom!"
Instantly, this spiritual power flowed through Qing Lian’s body, refining her dao bone and ridians.
As ti passed, gray impurities appeared on Qing Lian’s body.
After a long ti.
Chen Xuan withdrew his spiritual power, "Consider it a reward for you."
"Thud!"
Qing Lian knelt on the ground, extrely excited, feeling unprecedented comfort.
It was as if she had been cured after a long illness.
"Thank you, my lord, for your grace!"
"In the future, Qing Lian will do her utmost to accomplish every task for my lord."
With that, she kowtowed to Chen Xuan.
"Rise!"
Chen Xuan said flatly, showing no reaction to her words.
Because... he’s heard it too many tis.
...
At the side gate of Prince Qing’s Mansion, Qing Lian walked in quickly.
"Sister, you’ve left the mansion again, haven’t you?"
At this mont, a voice ca from behind. Qing Lian turned her head and saw a maid in blue clothes walking towards her.
When she reached her, she whispered her thanks, "Thank you, sister, for the rouge; it works great!"
"Hehe!"
Qing Lian was first taken aback, then smiled slightly, "We’re sisters, no need to be so polite."
"You went to such expense, sister."
The maid in blue said with a smile, "Prince Qing seems to be in a good mood these past few days, and it seems Lady Liu is also in a good mood. You must be doing pretty well, sister."
"And... you’ve surely received many rewards, haven’t you?"
"I did receive so rewards. Besides, with Prince Qing in a good mood, not only am I better off, but you’ve all had a much easier ti as well."
Qing Lian laughed.
"That’s true, but it’s also a bit strange!"
The maid in blue then looked around, and once she confird no one was around, she spoke in a hushed tone, "Prince Qing has been staying in the painting studio a lot these days, and he hasn’t wanted any attendants."
After all, in Prince Qing’s Mansion, he gives out the most rewards, and she belongs to the painting studio.
Originally, she thought she could get so rewards.
But unexpectedly, Prince Qing had her stay outside, not giving her the chance to serve.
So, she complained to Qing Lian.
However....
"Always staying in the painting studio?"
Qing Lian pondered.
Prince Qing did have this hobby, but he only painted occasionally, only a few tis a year.
Staying in the painting studio these days... could it be?
Thinking of this, Qing Lian’s expression turned serious.
"Sister Qing Lian, Lady Liu is looking for you?"
At this mont, another maid in blue hurried over, slightly out of breath.
"Alright, I’m coming."
....
Arriving at the small courtyard, Qing Lian stood at the bead curtain and softly called out, "Madam, the servant is back."
"Co in!"
Lady Liu’s voice was not only languid but also carried a hint of allure.
Qing Lian showed a strange expression for a mont but quickly returned to normal.
With one hand, she lifted the bead curtain and walked in.
In the red curtain of the bed, a faintly visible figure reclined.
"How does Madam feel?"
Qing Lian’s gaze seed to penetrate directly through the red curtain, looking up and down.
However, Lady Liu’s eyes were slightly closed at this ti, so she didn’t notice.
"Sigh!"
Lady Liu sighed softly. For these past few days, she had exhausted Prince Qing, leaving nothing behind.
But she wasn’t feeling well either.
Not only did she feel drained, but her whole body felt like it was falling apart.
One must rember that Prince Qing cultivated body refinent techniques and was a Dao Realm expert.
That was sothing her re immortal grade body could endure.
Yet, to conceive a child, she was willing to give it her all.
As long as Prince Qing had any remaining essence, she wouldn’t let him go, even if it hurt.
The result was mutual exhaustion.
This frightened Prince Qing; he didn’t even co last night by finding an excuse.
"My whole body is sore, I rember your skills are pretty good, co give a massage!"
This....
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