In the Room

Reaching the room door, Yue Qianchou hesitated, not opening it. He kept glancing at both ends of the corridor, seemingly afraid of being seen. Hundred Charm Demoness swayed gracefully towards him and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing much," Yue Qianchou shook his head. Hundred Charm Demoness stared at the door for a moment, then asked suspiciously, "Then why don't you go in? Is there a woman hiding inside that you're afraid I'll find out?" She then pushed open the door and went inside, searching the room thoroughly, even under the bed, but found nothing suspicious. Turning back, she saw him still standing at the door, as if there was a ghost inside, too afraid to come in.

"Is this your room?" Hundred Charm Demoness asked. Seeing him nod in agreement, she asked curiously, "Then what are you doing standing outside?" As she spoke, she walked to the door, pulled Yue Qianchou into the room, and slammed the door shut behind her.

Yue Qianchou stumbled, turned around and saw his heart pounding. He quickly went to the window, opened it, and looked out, muttering to himself, "The room seems a bit stuffy." He stayed by the window and wouldn't move, looking as if he wanted to jump out and escape.

Hundred Charm Demoness was slightly taken aback, but immediately understood what was going on. It turned out that this scoundrel was afraid that she would molest him. She immediately burst into laughter and said, "Oh! Look at you. Are you afraid that I will eat you?"

Yue Qianchou felt a little embarrassed by her words, thinking to himself, "If she's not afraid, what am I, a grown man, afraid of?" He glanced around the window, then closed it again. He walked to the round table in the center of the room, sat down, and said with a wry smile, "Master's wife, what are you playing at?"

"I just found a legitimate reason to see you, and incidentally, to help you gain fame as a top talent in the Cultivation World. If you have any complaints, blame yourself for not even informing your master's wife before coming out. You really don't respect me as your master's wife at all. Do you think you can just use me and then discard me?" the Hundred Charm Demoness said coquettishly. Then she walked up to him, put a hand on his shoulder, leaned down and breathed into his ear, "So what's this all about? Judging from your tone, this time it's probably not just a casual fling before leaving? (No more words needed)"

This sounds a bit ambiguous! Yue Qianchou felt the delicate body leaning against his back and was utterly speechless. What was all this about? He couldn't help but say helplessly, "Master's wife, just say what you want to say! What do you want from me?"

"Didn't I already say? Of course, I'm here to seek your guidance on traditional Chinese performing arts, Mr. Yue," Hundred Charm Demoness chuckled.

"Master's wife, please stop joking." Yue Qianchou said, trying to stand up, but was pressed down by a pair of slender hands behind him. Hundred Charm Demoness's hands were kneading his shoulders with just the right amount of force, and she said in a somewhat mournful voice, "My Illusion Demon Palace no longer exists, and now I am all alone. If you think my skills are acceptable, sir, please take me in! I am willing to stay by your side and serve you forever."

"What nonsense!" Yue Qianchou turned around, both amused and exasperated, and said, "Master's wife, please stop. I am truly unworthy of such treatment. If there is anything I can do to help, please just say so."

Just then, footsteps outside stopped at the door, and the two stopped talking and laughing. Then there was a knock on the door, and the voice in Ziyi called out, "Yue Qianchou."

The fireworks outside were still going off. Why was this girl back already? Yue Qianchou shrugged and said, "Come in."

However, Hundred Charm Demoness's hands refused to leave his shoulders, and she massaged them even more earnestly and vigorously, making him look like a personal servant. Ziyi pushed open the door and was stunned when she saw this scene. She turned her back to close the door and sat down opposite Yue Qianchou, staring wide-eyed at Hundred Charm Demoness massaging his shoulders.

In terms of looks, Ziyi surpasses Hundred Charm Demoness, but in terms of femininity, Ziyi falls far short. Hundred Charm Demoness's every gesture and movement is the result of meticulous refinement, captivating even women, let alone men. Ziyi is like a green apple, still a little astringent. Hundred Charm Demoness, on the other hand, is like a tempting red strawberry, as if a single bite would release a mouthful of juicy goodness.

Ziyi didn't care about these things, but women's love of beauty is innate, which inevitably leads to comparisons. However, the other woman's unique and captivating charm was truly unparalleled, making Ziyi feel somewhat ashamed. Looking at the other woman's graceful figure, faintly visible through the red gauze, and the expanse of snow-white skin exposed at the chest, Ziyi subconsciously glanced at her own tightly covered chest, which didn't seem as full and shapely as the other woman's.

"Master... Palace Mistress Ye, no need to trouble yourself," Yue Qianchou said awkwardly, shrugging his shoulders. Hundred Charm Demoness chuckled, "It's alright, I'm not afraid of trouble." She worked even harder with her hands. The woman in Ziyi had an indescribable, complex expression in her eyes.

"Ziyi, weren't you setting off fireworks? Why are you back?" Yue Qianchou asked with a helpless, bitter face.

"Liar!" the Ziyi replied, her expression full of indignation.

"Uh..." Yue Qianchou and Hundred Charm Demoness were both taken aback. The latter asked the former suspiciously, "What did you lie to her about?"

"What's there to fool about her?" Yue Qianchou rolled his eyes, a sudden surge of intense heat emanating from his body. After forcibly pushing Hundred Charm Demoness away, he stood up and asked Ziyi, "Ziyi, what's wrong? Who lied to you? Was it those four guys?" His gaze swept over her from head to toe, thinking, "Goodness, could she be...?" Who would dare to force themselves on the daughter of the handsome old man Nong Zhu —no, to trick her into it? That would be utterly suicidal. Hmm, doesn't seem like it!

"You, it's you, you big liar!" Ziyi suddenly stood up and shouted. She herself didn't know what was wrong. Ever since she came in and saw Yue Qianchou being intimate with that scantily clad woman, an inexplicable anger welled up inside her, and she couldn't explain why.

The Hundred Charm Demoness smiled at Yue Qianchou, her expression seeming to say, "I knew you weren't a good person." Yue Qianchou was taken aback. "Me? What did I lie to you about?" A chill ran down his spine. Did she find out he'd been using her to make money?

"You can play the piano and compose music, but you've never told me that. What else could you be but a fraud?" Ziyi shouted.

Upon hearing this, Hundred Charm Demoness's smile froze on her face. She was stunned and her mind went blank. My God! Is this the legendary Ziyi- clad woman who scared away seven late Tribulation Transcendence stage experts by herself?

Yue Qianchou was also stunned, and asked suspiciously, "Is that all? If I don't tell you, I'm a liar? Then why should I tell you?"

Ziyi paused, seemingly unable to think of a better reason, but her nameless anger had not yet subsided, and she shouted somewhat far-fetchedly, "Hiding the truth is being a liar."

"Fine, fine, I'm a liar, are you satisfied now!" Yue Qianchou was too lazy to argue with her. What difference was there between him and an idiot if he couldn't get over someone so stubborn? He might as well admit his mistake and accept the injustice. After all, he was kind-hearted.

Ziyi was no match for him in a verbal battle. Frustrated and speechless, she turned her attention to Hundred Charm Demoness, asking, "What's she doing here?"

Hey! This girl's lost her mind today! Four handsome guys couldn't make you happy? Yue Qianchou looked her up and down.

"From today onwards, I will follow you and serve you," Hundred Charm Demoness explained on his behalf. She now understood that although the man in Ziyi had high cultivation, his mind was not yet mature.

"Uh..." Yue Qianchou was taken aback, but then heard Hundred Charm Demoness transmit her voice. "I'm fairly well-informed. Having me around might come in handy sometime!"

"You want someone to serve you?" the Ziyi glared at him and said.

"I'm tired, I'm tired. Go to sleep! You two can chat all you want." Yue Qianchou was getting a headache from the two women's antics. He yelled, walked a few steps to the bed, collapsed onto it, closed his eyes, and ignored them, letting them do whatever they wanted.

The woman in Ziyi, her chest heaving rapidly, rushed to the bedside and cried out, "Yue Qianchou, you haven't answered me yet! Don't sleep!" This was the first time she'd been ignored like this since arriving from the South China Sea; even her master had never treated her this way.

"We can talk about this tomorrow. I don't want to say anything more today," Yue Qianchou said weakly, waving his hand with his eyes closed.

The Hundred Charm Demoness approached with a smile, bent down, and picked up Yue Qianchou's feet. Yue Qianchou sat up abruptly, only to see her helping him take off his shoes, truly behaving like a servant.

What exactly does this woman want? Yue Qianchou was speechless, so he simply closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, letting her do as she pleased. Hundred Charm Demoness nodded and smiled slightly at Ziyi, took off her upturned red shoes, and got onto the bed with her bare feet. To Ziyi's astonishment, she sat sideways next to Yue Qianchou, picked up one of his legs and placed it on her thigh, and then began to massage it little by little.

"Mmm!" Yue Qianchou groaned comfortably, opening his eyes a crack to peek out before quickly closing them again. The firm, bouncy flesh beneath his legs was truly arousing. His heart pounded. Good heavens! He'd actually troubled his master's wife to massage his legs—what a sin! But I knew nothing about it.

Ziyi remained silent, standing aside for a long time. Suddenly, she heard Yue Qianchou on the bed snoring, with an unusually comfortable expression on his face. She really wanted to go over and kick him a couple of times, to see how Hundred Charm Demoness Ji looked. She bit her red lips and suppressed the urge, silently retreating to the table and sitting down.

It was late at night. The fireworks outside had stopped, and the entire Hundred Flower Valley was unusually quiet. Only Yue Qianchou's even snoring could be heard in the room. The two women spent the whole night like this, one kneading, the other sitting and watching. Ziyi's expression remained uncertain, her thoughts unreadable.

The next day, Yue Qianchou, fast asleep, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his lower back. He sat up with a cry of "Ah!" and saw Hundred Charm Demoness Ji smiling at him; clearly, she was the culprit. Ziyi, standing at the window, heard the scream and turned around, her face already calm...

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