Jiu Youyue giggled and looped her arms around his neck, pressing her body against his. “Little Zhen Zhen is so cute.”
“Praise won’t work.”
“Then how about a kiss?”
The demoness pecked his lips.
“Not enough.”
“Another one, muah~”
She went in for seconds.
Seeing the affection in Jiu Youyue’s eyes, Yan Zhen wrapped an arm around her slender waist and kissed her back passionately.
Time spent together was precious beyond measure. Rather than wandering aimlessly outside, it was far better to stay in the room and savor each other’s company.
At least, that’s what Jiu Youyue thought.
After their fervent lovemaking, Jiu Youyue lounged lazily in Yan Zhen’s arms, tracing circles on his chest with her finger.
“Sister She Ji must know we snuck off for some fun, Little Zhen Zhen. Do you think she’ll be mad? I’m a little scared~”
Yan Zhen pinched the demoness lightly, drawing a bone-melting moan from her. “Cai Lian isn’t petty like that.”
Jiu Youyue huffed. “They say women have stronger desires during pregnancy. You haven’t been intimate with Sister She Ji lately—she must be dying for it. Should I call her over so we can all have fun together?”
Yan Zhen closed his eyes. “If you’re itching for a spanking, go ahead.”
“You want it too, don’t you, Little Zhen Zhen? Sister She Ji and I can serve you together.”
“Just fantasize about it. She won’t agree—maybe next time.”
“Little Zhen Zhen has no backbone.”
“Say that again.”
“No-backbone Little Zhen Zhen.”
“Hmph!”
Yan Zhen flipped over, pinning Jiu Youyue down again. He reached under her arms and started tickling.
The two dissolved into a playful tussle.
Amid the laughter, one of them leaned in for a kiss first, and soon they were locked in another intimate embrace.
Before long, heavy breathing filled the air once more.
Late into the night, after sharing a bath, Yan Zhen tucked Jiu Youyue into bed and headed next door to check on Cai Lian.
Long Ying, true to form, had eaten her fill and crashed, sprawled on the bed with limbs akimbo. A tiny bubble formed at her nostril, expanding and contracting with each breath—no trace of ladylike grace.
Cai Lian sat at the table in her nightgown, engrossed in a book. Even when Yan Zhen pushed the door open, she didn’t stir, as if nothing could disturb her focus.
Yan Zhen sat beside Cai Lian and glanced at her book. “Did you pick that up while shopping?”
Cai Lian gave a faint hum.
“Is it good?”
“Not really.”
Snap! She closed the book and stood. “This Sovereign is going to bed.”
Yan Zhen caught her fair wrist and pulled gently. Like a delicate maiden without an ounce of strength, she tumbled onto his lap, where he held her fast.
Cai Lian’s pretty face flushed. She made a show of struggling. “L-Let This Sovereign go.”
Yan Zhen said quickly, “Not so loud—you’ll wake Long Ying.”
At that, Cai Lian stopped resisting. She merely turned her face away, pretending not to acknowledge him.
Yan Zhen adored her tsundere cuteness. His hands wandered restlessly over her legs, savoring the smooth, taut skin, which only made her cheeks burn brighter, as if she were enduring Mystic humiliation.
“Shall we go to the room next door?”
“N-No.”
“Then right here?”
“Wh-Who said anything about doing that with you…”
“Doesn’t Cai Lian want to?”
“This Sovereign doesn’t care—go find Jiu Youyue!”
Yan Zhen smiled faintly. “Is Cai Lian jealous?”
The Sovereign Lady flushed with embarrassment and annoyance. “Jealous? This Sovereign isn’t some useless woman like Yun Xiu!”
—Uh, why drag Yun Xiu into it?
Yan Zhen broke out in a light sweat and didn’t tease her further. Instead, he gave her a tender kiss.
At first, Cai Lian resisted, but as the kiss deepened, she melted into a pliant darling.
—His wife was so easy to read, so easy to coax.
After their lips parted, Cai Lian let out a dissatisfied hum.
Yan Zhen continued caressing her slender waist as he said, “In two more days, I’ll be entering the Jialan Holy Land. What are your plans, Cai Lian?”
Cai Lian composed herself. “What else can be done? This Sovereign has already discussed it with Master Chen Xi. Once you enter the holy land, head straight to the Fire Refining Starry Sky and focus on your cultivation. Become a Mystic Venerable as soon as possible.”
“Heading to the Fire Refining Starry Sky? That works. At least you’ll have company with Master.” Yan Zhen nodded in agreement. “Once the time is right, I’ll come get you and reveal your identity publicly.”
“Just focus on your cultivation. This Sovereign doesn’t need your worry.”
“You’re my wife. Of course I have to worry.”
“This Sovereign can take care of herself.”
“Yes, thank you for your hard work, Cai Lian.” Yan Zhen’s voice softened. “Right now, I can’t provide a good life for you and our daughter, but these days won’t last forever. Give me a little more time, and I’ll strive to become that towering man from your memories.”
His words struck straight to Cai Lian’s heart. She couldn’t help but cup her husband’s handsome face and kiss him passionately. They only parted reluctantly when breathing grew difficult.
“Don’t say such things,” Cai Lian said shyly, gazing at her husband. “This Sovereign and Yan’er are very happy right now. As long as our family can be together, This Sovereign is satisfied.”
“Cai Lian… shall we go to the next room?”
The Sovereign Lady let out an embarrassed hum.
Yan Zhen smirked. One hand supporting her back and the other under her knees, he scooped his Wife Lady into a horizontal carry and headed to the adjacent room.
Just as he was about to push the door open, Cai Lian spoke up. “Wait, Yan Zhen.”
Yan Zhen looked puzzled. “What’s wrong?”
Cai Lian bit her lip, as if steeling herself for a decision. “Go… go to your room.”
“Huh? But Jiu Youyue is still there.”
“Hmph, don’t you just love that!”
Yan Zhen understood instantly. Thrilled, he decisively carried his Wife Lady back to his own room. Jiu Youyue seemed to have anticipated this. Propping her chin with one hand, she lay sideways on the bed, watching them with leisurely poise.
“Sister She Ji, you’ve finally come. Your little sister has been waiting so long.”
Cai Lian blushed furiously and buried her face in Yan Zhen’s shoulder, refusing to make a sound.
Yan Zhen carried Cai Lian to the bedside and sat down, placing her back on his lap.
Jiu Youyue immediately sat up. Her snow-white nude body wrapped around Yan Zhen from behind…
The two women coordinated with perfect tacit understanding, serving their husband.
The night passed in silence.
The trio stayed at the Golden Jade Chamber of Commerce for three days. Aside from meals, they indulged in lovemaking—a touch of extravagance, to be sure.
On the third day, Jiu Youyue slipped away quietly. Cai Lian entered the Fire Refining Starry Sky. Only Yan Zhen remained, along with Long Ying, who had slept for three days and had just woken up.
“Let’s head back, Long Ying. Time to prepare for entering the holy land.”
