Mu Qingxiao smiled. He didn't expect Yang Chan to hate Liu Yanchang to this extent.
"Chan 'er, Brother Liu went to the capital to take the imperial exam. It's a long journey. If he becomes the top scholar, he might settle down in Chang' an. We probably won't have the chance to meet again."
"That's true."
Yang Chan covered her mouth and chuckled. With Liu Yanchang's literary talent, he could only wait for his next life if he wanted to take the imperial exam.
Seeing this, Mu Qingxiao held her lily-white hand. Liu Yanchang was already a dead man. There was no point in saying more.
Feeling the warmth of his palm, Yang Chan blushed. Her heart was filled with sweetness.
Standing aside, Zhao Xia couldn't help but curl his lips as he watched the two of them being affectionate. He silently turned around and left. It seemed that the Third Holy Mother had really fallen for him.
After Zhao Xia left, Mu Qingxiao became bolder. He gently pulled Yang Chan into his arms and whispered sweet nothings to her.
"Chan 'er, my body has recovered. Tonight …"
In an instant, Yang Chan's face was as red as a sunset. Her beautiful eyes were filled with shyness. She clenched her fists and hammered his chest a few times, as if she was massaging him.
As time passed, the earth was shrouded in darkness. The moon rose from the east, and the bright moonlight poured down, enveloping Mount Hua and draping it with a mysterious veil.
After Zhao Xia finished cooking dinner and they were full, Mu Qingxiao couldn't wait to hold Yang Chan's hand and enter the exquisite bamboo house.
After closing the door, Mu Qingxiao hugged Yang Chan's slender waist, bent down, and kissed her domineeringly.
Mu Qingxiao, who was usually gentle, was unusually domineering at this time. Yang Chan wanted to reject him but still welcomed him. Her heart was beating like a drum as she experienced an inexplicable stimulation. Her lotus-like jade-like arms wrapped around his neck as she responded intimately.
The two of them hugged each other. Mu Qingxiao held her pretty face with his right hand and held her in his arms with his left hand as he slowly walked towards the bed.
Not long after, the atmosphere in the bamboo house heated up. Mu Qingxiao took the opportunity to brush off Yang Chan's rainbow-colored clothes, and a beautiful scene came into view. She said gently, "Chan 'er, you're so beautiful."
"Husband, please take pity on me."
Seeing the lust in her eyes, Mu Qingxiao directly pounced on her. Accompanied by a painful cry and drops of blood, Yang Chan finally transformed from a girl into a woman.
A few minutes later, the bamboo building was filled with soft moans that sounded like weeping and complaining, making people blush. The garden was filled with spring light.
In the kitchen next door, Zhao Xia, who was washing the dishes, heard the strange sounds in the bamboo house. A hint of curiosity flashed through her eyes, so she walked out of the kitchen and approached the bamboo house. She saw the scene inside through the gap and hurriedly covered her mouth, almost crying out in surprise.
She couldn't believe what she had just seen. The high and mighty Third Holy Mother had actually done such a thing with a mortal!
"If the Heavenly Court finds out about this, Her Highness will definitely be punished!"
Tiptoeing out of the bamboo house, Zhao Xia returned to the kitchen. She had a terrible headache. Young Master Mu and Her Highness were developing too quickly. She could only think of countermeasures with a bitter face.
The sounds in the bamboo house didn't stop until the sky gradually brightened. Zhao Xia shrank in the corner and finally calmed down.
How could Her Highness be so infatuated the entire night? She didn't know how to lower her voice. Thinking of this, Zhao Xia pouted and got up to prepare breakfast.
At the same time, in the exquisite bamboo forest.
The purple clouds dissipated. Mu Qingxiao looked at the beauty in his arms who was completely naked and had a trace of pain between her brows. His starry eyes were full of pity.
Yang Chan was extremely beautiful and had the identity of the Third Holy Mother. To Mu Qingxiao, she was very tempting. He didn't expect that an entire night had passed in the blink of an eye.
Of course, this little exercise was nothing to Yang Chan, who was at the Divine Immortal Realm.
The Golden Crow rose in the east. Warm sunlight penetrated the exquisite bamboo house through the gap in the window.
Yang Chan lay on Mu Qingxiao's broad chest. Her pink lips parted slightly and her breath smelled like orchids. Her beautiful eyes looked at him with infatuation, full of enchantment.
"Chan 'er, it's time to get up."
Looking at her appearance, Mu Qingxiao laughed evilly and gently patted her jade bottom with his right hand.
After coming back to her senses, Yang Chan's beautiful face flushed red again. Thinking about the absurd scene last night, her beautiful eyes were full of disbelief. That really was her …
Yang Chan glared at the young man beneath her and hurriedly got up. She smoothed her hair and tied it up high. Her face was white with a hint of red. Her every move exuded nobility and the mature aura of a woman.
Seeing this, Mu Qingxiao couldn't help but have an appetite.
However, when he thought of the many incense offerings and guests at the temple during the day, the Third Holy Mother would definitely go to the Xiyue Temple, so he could only temporarily suppress the lust in his heart.
The Third Holy Mother's immortal technique condensed a rainbow-colored feather dress. Compared to a few days ago, her beauty had reached a new height.
Seeing Mu Qingxiao's infatuated appearance, the Third Holy Mother couldn't do anything to him. Feeling shy and sweet, she said gently, "Husband, I'll go prepare breakfast. If you're tired, you can rest for a while."
Hearing this, Mu Qingxiao smiled and hugged her slender waist. "I'm not tired. Even if Chan 'er wants to continue, I'm not afraid."
"You're so talkative. Hurry up and rest for a while."
In the Third Holy Mother's eyes, Mu Qingxiao was just an ordinary person.
However, she had fallen in love with such an ordinary person. She didn't know why, but this man had been so fierce last night. Even though he hadn't slept all night, he was still full of energy. She was worried about him.
"Alright, then I'll rest for a while."
As soon as the Third Holy Mother left the bamboo house, the System's notification sounded in Mu Qingxiao's mind.
"Ding! The Host has received the Third Holy Mother's favor. His cultivation level has increased by one level."
As soon as the System's notification sounded, a vast amount of energy poured into Mu Qingxiao's body from an unknown void.
Immediately, Mu Qingxiao raised his sword-like eyebrows and hurriedly suppressed his aura. He allowed the energy to flow into his limbs and bones. If he revealed any clues now, Yang Chan would probably blame him for deceiving her.
Glancing at the spots of red on the bed, Mu Qingxiao smiled bitterly. His hands quickly formed a series of seals and quietly set up an invisible barrier.
Then, he lay on the bed and allowed the vast amount of energy in the unknown space to cleanse his body, blood vessels, and bones.
A few minutes later, Mu Qingxiao's body glowed with light. He looked pure and holy. The energy in his limbs and bones followed the circulation of his cultivation method. Like swallows returning to their nest, they all converged into the black inner core in his abdomen.
Immediately, an invisible wave spread out. However, it was blocked by the barrier he had set up in advance.
"Second level of the Golden Immortal Realm!"
A smile appeared on Mu Qingxiao's handsome face as he felt the strength of his physical body.
He had only left Kunlun Mountain for a few days, but his cultivation level had increased by one level. Very few people could achieve this speed.
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