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Cultivation Begins with Caring for Sister-in-law

Chapter 825 - 831, 832: Liang Ji Gave Birth to a Son
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Chapter 825: Chapter 831, 832: Liang Ji Gave Birth to a Son

After finishing the New Year’s Eve dinner, Chen Mo invited Xu Ying, Chu Ran, Zhihua, and other girls from the Copper Sparrow Platform to stay at the mansion.

Of course, it was just for them to stay overnight, not to have them live there permanently.

Everyone listened as the New Year’s bell rang.

In Tianchuan City, there was no curfew. Whether they were noble families or common folks, no one was asleep. The whole city was brightly illuminated, and as the bell tolled from the Imperial Palace and slowly spread, the people cheered with joy at that moment.

The Fourth Year of Yong’an had arrived.

Since the turbulent times began, this was the first year that truly felt like a peaceful year.

Their faces beamed with radiant smiles. At least for the citizens of the capital, there was no longer a need to worry about food and clothing, nor did they have to fear being cut down on the streets without reason.

Cheers reached the Prince Wei’s Mansion, where festivities flourished, and zither sounds lingered.

Children aged two to three, at the age where sleepiness prevails, had heavy eyelids and were drowsy before midnight, but in the spirit of celebrating the new year, they forced themselves to stay awake until after midnight before being taken to rest by the maids.

In the main hall, after the women had their New Year’s Eve dinner, they did not leave but stayed to enjoy the performances of musician courtesans sent by the Ministry of Rites, who played the zither and danced.

At the top, Wu Mi sat beside Chen Mo, wearing a luxurious padded dress. The dress was not bulky, revealing her slender figure. To be honest, Wu Mi’s figure was merely slim and not voluptuous, with a bust that could be grasped by one hand. However, having given birth, she began to develop again. Of course, she was no match for the likes of Xiao Yunxi and Han Anniang, but she reached the level of Madam Xiao and Madam Gan.

Her upright posture made the neckline of her dress appear particularly proud, and the hem of the padded dress clung tightly to the grinding stone, accentuating a tension-filled curve.

Chen Mo reached directly under the hem of the dress, exploring inside her garments.

Wu Mi immediately whimpered and hurriedly held Chen Mo’s hand, saying, "Husband, don’t..."

If it were only the girls from the inner chamber, Wu Mi could grit her teeth and endure.

But with the external guests from the Copper Sparrow Platform and the performing musician courtesans, Wu Mi couldn’t accept it.

The zither sounds in the main hall masked Wu Mi’s voice, and only Chen Mo could hear her.

Chen Mo leaned close to Wu Mi’s ear, raising an eyebrow: "Mi’er, then let’s go to the back."

Behind the main hall, there was a small room for rest, usually used for afternoon naps.

Unable to resist Chen Mo, Wu Mi nodded.

The performance continued, but the two at the top had already moved to the back room.

Wu Mi wanted to help Chen Mo undress, but she was caught by the jade hand, gently embraced by the shoulder, leading her to the soft couch, gently pushing her down onto it, and then Chen Mo turned her over to face away from him as he began to untie the sash at her waist...

As Chen Mo returned to familiar grounds, Wu Mi’s brows furrowed slightly, and her face flushed red.

A soft singing voice resonated within the small room but was drowned out by the zither sounds outside, dissipating away.

Two quarter-hour moments passed.

Wu Mi sat up, wearing her belly band, her bare shoulders exposed outside the covers, her waterfall-like hair scattered, with a touch of red on her delicate face.

This wasn’t her room, and with the other sisters outside, it wasn’t possible for Wu Mi to stay any longer. After Chen Mo took advantage, she prepared to head out.

Chen Mo, however, remained still. Once Wu Mi had finished dressing in her padded dress, he raised his hand and gave her back a slight pat: "Mi’er, as you leave, call An Niang and Xiaolu in."

Wu Mi’s expression stiffened slightly, and her face turned even redder, obviously understanding Chen Mo’s intentions.

But since it was the New Year, she’d let him do as he wished this once.

She softly acknowledged, leaving the small room.

Outside the main hall, the girls had long noticed the two at the top had left and somewhat guessed what had happened, but they pretended not to know.

As Wu Mi returned to the main hall with a trace of spring warmth on her face, the girls couldn’t help but silently spit in their hearts.

After Wu Mi emerged, she whispered a few words to Han Anniang and Yi Shiyin and then returned to the top to retreat.

Han Anniang and Yi Shiyin departed.

About half an hour later, Han Anniang and Yi Shiyin returned, but this time, they didn’t stay long in the main hall. After saying a word to Xia Zhiqing and Nangong Ru, they left the hall.

Only the two upper-grade martial artists, Yue Ruyan, clearly overheard their conversation, blushed slightly, and then hurriedly left the hall as if escaping.

Xiao Yunxi and Xia Zhi Ning also left.

Soon after, Wu Mi also left.

Those remaining understood each other’s heart.

Tonight, Chen Mo was set to take on ten.

...

As dawn broke, when Xingyao, Lin Xuelan, and Yu Zhu emerged from the small room, only the girls from the Copper Sparrow Platform remained in the main hall, and even the musician courtesans sent by the Ministry of Rites had dispersed when the three entered.

Among them, Chu Ran had already fallen asleep in the main hall, with a blanket draped over her, provided by the maid.

Lin Xuelan and Yu Zhu walked straight out of the main hall and returned to their respective courtyards.

Xingyao whispered a few words into Xu Ying’s ear before leaving.

Madam Gan watched Xingyao’s departing figure, eyes widened, muttering, "They all went in, the Prince, he...he..."

Xu Ying paid no mind to Madam Gan and instead roused Chu Ran, who had fallen asleep, bringing her to her senses, and took the lead toward the small room.

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