"All right!"
Chen Feng nodded and waved his hand. The four golden branches suspended in the air immediately shot forward, winding around Qian Renxue's wrists and ankles and holding her in midair.
"Why does it have to be in midair? Can't we do it on the ground?"
Qian Renxue couldn't help asking.
This position was simply too shameful.
"This way, she can see more clearly."
Chen Feng spoke earnestly.
Hearing this, Qian Renxue took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and said, "Go ahead. Hurry up so we can finish early and go to sleep."
"All right!"
Chen Feng released another golden branch and gripped it in his hand.
With a light flick, he lashed her with the branch, using little force.
"Ah!"
Qian Renxue cried out without a trace of emotion.
Speechless, Chen Feng said, "Come on, can't you make it sound convincing? That sounded way too fake."
Qian Renxue's pretty face flushed slightly as she argued, "I've never done this before. How would I know what it's supposed to sound like?"
Chen Feng frowned. "In that case, I'll have to whip you for real. Otherwise, if she discovers we're working together to fool her, we'll be in trouble."
"Go ahead. A little hardship like this won't defeat me."
Qian Renxue took a deep breath and spoke in a low voice.
"Here I go, then."
The corners of Chen Feng's mouth lifted slightly. Tightening his grip on the golden branch, he brought it down hard.
Crack!
A crisp sound rang out.
"Ah!"
Qian Renxue cried out in shock, then said in a low voice, "Bastard, you hit way too hard! Are you taking this chance to get back at me?"
Oh!
This girl finally caught on.
Of course, Chen Feng wasn't about to admit it. With righteous conviction, he said, "Without some force, your cries sound too fake. They sound much more real now. You don't want her finding out we're fooling her, do you? You'll just have to suffer a little."
Qian Renxue felt something was wrong, but she didn't dare take the gamble.
What if that madwoman really was peeking from outside, discovered she hadn't consummated her marriage with Chen Feng, and refused to let her return to continue her undercover work tomorrow?
What if that madwoman exposed her Infiltration Plan in a fit of rage?
Wouldn't all those years of effort go to waste?
No!
It's just a few lashes. I can endure it.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Chen Feng swung the golden branch with all his might, lashing her again and again.
Qian Renxue's screams came one after another, ringing through the Holy Son's Sleeping Hall.
Outside the Holy Son Hall, beneath the moonlight, even the poised and regal Pope Bibi Dong, dressed in a long purple gown, couldn't help spitting in disgust. She murmured, "That little bastard is as perverted as ever. Never mind. It's time I cut away my inner demon, too."
She sighed, turned, and shot away through the air.
"Little pervert, how much longer are you going to keep whipping me?"
Inside the Sleeping Hall, Qian Renxue lowered her voice and asked gravely.
She felt as though her bottom was about to be whipped open like a blooming flower. It hurt terribly.
"Hold on a little longer. We have to make absolutely sure she's gone. Otherwise, if we stop now, we'll have to move to the bed for the second stage. Are you sure you want me to stop now?" Chen Feng asked.
"Keep going."
Qian Renxue gritted her teeth. She had already held on this long; a little longer wouldn't matter.
If she gave up now, what would have been the point of enduring all that before?
"Sure thing!"
Chen Feng swung the golden branch, whipping her merrily.
Qian Renxue grew a little suspicious. Why did this little pervert seem so happy?
Soon, however, the intense pain scattered her doubts, and she focused on screaming.
An hour later, Chen Feng finally stopped and dismissed the golden branches with a wave.
He was just about to withdraw his Martial Soul when he discovered, to his shock, that the previously malnourished golden branches had actually grown a little.
This works too?
Chen Feng's mouth fell open, his face full of disbelief.
The jolt when Qian Renxue landed aggravated her injuries. She cried out in pain and nearly fell.
Chen Feng kindly stepped forward, letting her fall into his arms. He slipped an arm around her waist and asked with concern, "Are you all right?"
Qian Renxue pulled out of his arms and glared at him. "How about I whip you and see whether you're all right?"
Chen Feng gave two awkward chuckles and helped her lie facedown on the bed.
Looking at that alluring position, he couldn't help swallowing. He coughed twice and said, "Well, my dear wife Xiao Xue, I'll go find you some medicine for your injuries."
"Mm!"
Qian Renxue answered, then realized something. What did that little pervert just call me?
By the time she came to her senses, Chen Feng had already left.
After leaving the Holy Son Hall, Chen Feng teleported straight to the Pope's Sleeping Hall with a thought.
"Little bastard, what are you doing here?"
Bibi Dong, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, conserving her strength in preparation to cut away her inner demon, frowned.
"I came to get some of your medicine for injuries."
Chen Feng grinned.
Bibi Dong glared at him. "Don't take your games too far."
"Got it. I'll be more careful next time."
Chen Feng smiled.
He dawdled in the Pope's Sleeping Hall for over an hour before finally leaving with the medicine, thoroughly satisfied.
"It took you this long to get some medicine?"
Lying facedown on the bed, Qian Renxue spoke huffily.
"I've never used it before, so I had to spend some time looking for it."
Chen Feng sat beside the bed and asked, "Shall I apply it for you?"
"I'll do it myself."
Qian Renxue spoke hurriedly.
"How are you going to do that yourself?"
Chen Feng frowned and said, "I'll close my eyes, if that's what it takes."
"Then close them. No peeking."
Qian Renxue spoke with a blush.
"All right!"
Chen Feng closed his eyes and slowly reached out.
"Little pervert, where are you putting that hand?"
Qian Renxue stiffened and shouted angrily.
"Sorry, I can't see with my eyes closed. I touched the wrong spot-no, I mean, I put it in the wrong place."
Chen Feng quickly withdrew his hand.
Between touching and dawdling, it took nearly an hour to finish applying the medicine.
Qian Renxue's pretty face was scarlet, her fists clenched tightly. Gritting her teeth, she looked as though she wanted to sink her teeth into Chen Feng a couple of times.
That damned pervert definitely did it on purpose.
Chen Feng coughed twice. "My dear wife Xiao Xue, time for bed."
"Don't call me that."
Qian Renxue was annoyed, then noticed that Chen Feng had already climbed onto the bed. Startled, she asked, "What are you getting up here for?"
"To sleep, of course."
Chen Feng spoke as though it were only natural. "You can't expect me, the distinguished Spirit Hall Saint Son, to sleep on the floor, can you? Besides, if she comes to check on us halfway through the night and finds we aren't sleeping in the same bed, won't that give the game away?"
Qian Renxue was immediately at a loss for words. Her lips moved, but she couldn't find a reason to refute him.
"Don't worry. I behave myself when I sleep. I absolutely won't move around."
Chen Feng patted his chest in assurance.
Qian Renxue said coldly, "You'd better behave, or I'll chop you up tomorrow."
"I promise I'll behave. Absolutely."
Startled, Chen Feng hurriedly lay down on the other half of the bed, leaving enough space between them for two more people.
Only then did Qian Renxue breathe a sigh of relief.
After the medicine was applied, she felt a cooling sensation, and it didn't hurt as much.
Drowsiness washed over her, and she soon fell into a deep sleep.
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