Cultivation Begins with Caring for Sister-in-law

Chapter 823: Chapter 829, Chapter 830: The Fourth Year of Yong’an, Zhi Ning Is Pregnant

Outside, the world was icy and snowy.

Inside, however, it was a scene of passion, two women’s bodies burning between the curtains.

Listening to Chen Mo’s words, Lin Xuelan’s delicate body trembled even more intensely, sensing that tonight, she and Yu Zhu, master and servant, would be together...

Despite her shyness, Lin Xuelan felt a feeling in her heart that was beyond words.

Yu Zhu remained silent, turning her face to the side, softly biting her lips.

She could feel her clothing being stripped away, rendering her body numb with shivers.

Lin Xuelan was startled in her heart...

She turned her head slightly, noting the distinct contrast in skin tones between the two of them.

Lin Xuelan’s gaze almost melted into water, a trembling, sweet moan escaping her throat as she softly uttered the word "Prince."

"Xuelan, let Yu Zhu start tonight, you can wait for a moment." Chen Mo looked warmly at Lin Xuelan.

Hearing such embarrassing words, Lin Xuelan’s delicate and transparent face had already turned a glowing red, she lightly glanced at her side, her brows slightly raised, and she softly responded, "Mm."

Chen Mo then turned his gaze to Yu Zhu, gently turning her face towards him, speaking softly, "Look at me, Yu Zhu, there’s no need to be shy."

Although Yu Zhu’s face was turned forcibly, her eyes were evasive, not daring to meet Chen Mo’s gaze, her unpolished fingers instinctively gripping the sheets beneath her.

"Don’t be afraid, I’m not going to eat you..."

Chen Mo kissed Yu Zhu’s cheek, encouraging her to relax.

Though Yu Zhu was over twenty years of age, she remained inexperienced in matters of intimacy. Listening at the corner last time, she felt the mistress was almost on the verge of death, planting a seed of fear in her heart, making relaxation difficult.

Seeing this, Chen Mo could only capture Yu Zhu’s thin lips, trying to distract her and ease her tension.

Lin Xuelan, feeling something, quickly raised her hand to cover her face, embarrassed to look.

After a while, Yu Zhu furrowed her brows, memories of practicing martial arts coming back to her, the feeling of stretching her muscles and bones just like the present moment.

"Yu Zhu..."

Lin Xuelan still opened her fingers to peek, seeing Yu Zhu’s pained expression brought back memories of that unforgettable night.

Then she whispered some comforting words into Yu Zhu’s ear.

"Ugh..."

After the kiss, Yu Zhu instinctively wrapped her arms around Chen Mo’s neck, her blue eyes gleaming thickly, an audible light hum escaping her delicate nose.

Seeing this, Lin Xuelan hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe away Yu Zhu’s sweat.

Yu Zhu, after all, wasn’t like Lin Xuelan.

Her bronze skin wasn’t natural, but rather, a result of harsh training under the sun and wind.

Her body’s flexibility was definitely superior to Lin Xuelan’s, without as much stiffness.

To put it simply, Yu Zhu’s current cultivation was something she meticulously honed through hard work and sweat.

Whereas Lin Xuelan achieved her level through medicinal means, shedding only a third of Yu Zhu’s effort.

Thus, under Chen Mo’s patient and gentle guidance, without rushing or pausing, Yu Zhu’s tense body gradually relaxed amidst a sea of tenderness.

The furrows in Yu Zhu’s brows also smoothed out somewhat.

A trace of sultry charm seeped from her eyes as she held onto Chen Mo’s back tightly.

"Prince..."

Just watching, Lin Xuelan’s delicate snowy face blushed into pink hues, her open lips revealing pearl-like teeth, as if softly exhaling fragrance.

The room remained relatively quiet, until the howling wind outside the window subsided somewhat, and the candles inside were nearly burnt out.

"Crack..."

A sound of a wooden board breaking rang out.

Embracing each other, Yu Zhu and Chen Mo’s bodies sank slightly.

Lin Xuelan widened her eyes, somewhat stunned.

Chen Mo looked down at Yu Zhu’s flushed face, sharing the same blank expression.

In all his time with the wives and concubines in the back courtyard, none had ever managed to break a bed board like Yu Zhu just did.

"Don’t... don’t look..."

Yu Zhu, feeling embarrassed at this moment, played the ostrich.

Just a moment ago, she didn’t know what came over her, only feeling a surge of power wanting to release uncontrollably, leading to the present situation.

"No need to be afraid, it’s nothing."

Chen Mo stroked Yu Zhu’s cheek, thinking her "Life-taking Scissors Kick" just now was far superior to those shown in past life films starring Director Wang.

"Prince, I... I didn’t mean it..." Yu Zhu felt like dying, especially with her mistress watching from the side.

"I know, don’t worry. This matter is known only to heaven and earth, you, me, and Xuelan. As long as it’s not spoken of, no one will know what happened tonight, and no one will laugh at you." Chen Mo hugged Yu Zhu’s slender shoulders, the two leaning into each other, and for some reason, he felt somewhat pleased.

Lin Xuelan nodded in agreement beside them.

"But the bed board is broken, the bed can’t be slept on like this, how can... it be kept secret." Yu Zhu worriedly said.

After all, a broken bed requires someone to fix it.

"It shouldn’t be too much of a break, you can find some wooden boards tomorrow and fix it secretly yourself, it’s not too difficult a task," Chen Mo said.

"The Prince is right," Lin Xuelan also comforted.

But what Chen Mo said next left Lin Xuelan speechless.

"Moreover, this is Xuelan’s room, so it’s her concern as well," Chen Mo laughed.

Lin Xuelan: "..."

Indeed, it was her room. If the bed broke, people would naturally assume it was her doing first.

Yu Zhu breathed a slight sigh of relief and dared to look at Chen Mo, "Then... what about now?"