After a bout of tender intimacy, Chen Wei's little story came to an end.
Yang Chan reclined on the soft couch, her eyes brimming with affection, reluctant to let him leave.
"Chan'er, stay in Guanjiangkou and rest easy while nurturing your pregnancy." Chen Wei kissed her cheek, then forced himself to leave the Boudoir despite his reluctance.
His mind kept replaying their tender moments, filling his heart with sweetness. Distracted, he forgot to conceal himself with the Formless Mind Ape Technique Sun Wukong had taught him. No sooner had he reached the front courtyard than he ran straight into Kang Anyu and Yao Gonglin, who were out strolling.
Their eyes met.
The atmosphere turned awkward.
"Ah, hahaha..." Chen Wei recovered first. Bracing himself, he raised his hands in a cupped-fist salute. "Greetings, generals! How are you?"
The moment he finished speaking,
Kang Anyu slapped Yao Gonglin on the shoulder and hollered at the top of his lungs, "Oh, Old Yao! Did you hear something?"
"No!"
"All I hear is the wind. I didn't hear anything else!"
Yao Gonglin's mind worked swiftly. He immediately caught on and played along with his good brother's act.
"How strange!" Kang Anyu rubbed his chin, hooked an arm around Yao Gonglin's neck, and turned his good brother around so his back faced Chen Wei. As they walked away, he grumbled, "Where did that sound come from? Come on, let's go drink in the front courtyard!"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
"Your ears must have grown calluses. Let's go drink!"
And so the two Grand Commandants left arm in arm along the Covered Corridor without looking back, making a point of being blind and deaf.
At the sight, everything clicked into place for Chen Wei.
Clever immortals didn't do foolish things. As long as everyone played dumb, it