One person established a clan

Chapter 443 Heartbreaking Love

A moment later, two figures slowly emerged from the misty water vapor.

"Xiao Su, you really are here."

Bai Lingling wore only a bath towel wrapped around her chest, her plump, fair legs appearing and disappearing in the steam, revealing a hint of budding charm amidst her slenderness.

Shi Xuan followed closely behind, also wrapped only in a bath towel, his cool face calm to the point of indifference.

Su Cheng was slightly surprised.

"You're still awake?"

"I'm not sleepy." Bai Lingling gently smoothed her hair and smiled lightly. "Besides, this girl seemed to want to see you, so I brought her along."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Xuan eagerly stepped into the pool.

"This is."

Su Cheng quickly showed surprise: "A puppet?"

Shi Xuan blinked her icy eyes, a blush rising on her jade cheeks, as she nestled against his shoulder like a little bird seeking shelter.

Bai Lingling sat down by the pool, wrapped in a towel that reached her knees, and said with a smile, "Xuan'er is resting now, but her body is still restless, which is quite interesting."

Su Cheng chuckled and gently stroked the puppet's little head.

The girl in his arms seemed to be enjoying it very much, letting out soft moans like a kitten.

Between them, the soft fabric wrapped in the bath towel bulged slightly, outlining a youthful and alluring curve.

"She is becoming more and more spiritual now."

"The body and soul are separated, each with its own unique spirituality; this is truly a rare occurrence."

Bai Lingling's gaze softened as she said gently, "Such a pure sentiment must be carefully cherished by Xiao Su."

"It's natural."

Su Chenggang nodded in agreement, and the puppet straightened up and gently kissed his cheek.

Seeing this scene, Bai Lingling couldn't help but smile.

But after a short while, the smile on her face froze, her lips tightened, and a shy blush rose on her cheeks.

The puppet, oblivious to the danger, pressed its lips against Su Cheng's, kissing him softly and tenderly.

Bai Lingling blushed and sighed softly.

While the spirit within this body is lovely and pure, it seems to enjoy doing this kind of thing far too much.
Compared to that, my body is actually quite normal, huh?
She suddenly froze, feeling a strange heat rising in her chest.

"This, this is."

A streak of light leaped from her chest, transforming into a graceful figure that fell into the pool.

As her skirt and robe fell away, her full, mature, and proud body was revealed, her heavy, full breasts undulating and pulsating, exuding a charming and alluring beauty.

Bai Lingling was stunned by what she saw.

Isn't this my true body?
How did it jump out of the Zhenxing Cup on its own, and even take off its clothes?
This situation startled Su Cheng, who was passionately kissing the puppet.

Lost in thought for only a moment, the mature woman from the Dragon Ancestor smiled slightly and stepped out from beneath the water with her round and plump, fleshy legs.

The blue and white dragon pattern meanders upwards from the side of the leg, coils around the waist and hips, and paints a magnificent and eerie mark.

Her flowing black hair and prominent dragon horns made her smile all the more alluring and seductive.

Su Chengqing broke free from the puppet's kiss and asked in surprise, "Lingling, is this body going to..."

Before he could finish speaking, the Dragon Ancestor's body was already close to his left side, his slender fingers gently lifting his chin, and he leaned down to kiss him deeply.

"what."

Bai Lingling watched from the side, her pretty face flushed red, her pink lips slightly parted, and she was overwhelmed with a complex mix of emotions.

A burning, fiery sensation was constantly spreading across his lips, and his heart was pounding faster, as if he were passionately kissing Xiao Su.

In reality, it was clearly the spirit born naturally from the body of the original being that was actively engaging in intimate acts with Xiao Su!

"Wait, wait a minute, we can't be so violent."

She whispered shyly, her voice as soft as cotton.

Even though she and Su Cheng had already consummated their marriage, they had spent little time together before, so they were still somewhat 'naive'.

But now, his own physical body is being kissed so intensely and forcefully. How can this be?
At the same time, Su Cheng was momentarily stunned, but then took the initiative and wrapped his palm around the Dragon Ancestor's supple waist.

It feels smooth and creamy to the touch, yet with the slightest pressure, one can feel the immense power contained within its delicate softness, as heavy as the stars.

"Mmm. Glug chu."

The Dragon Ancestor's eyes sparkled, and a soft laugh escaped between their kisses as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Wait, don't do that."

Bai Lingling hurriedly stepped forward, her face flushed, and pushed away her own body, saying, "Xiao Su is doing *that* with Xuan'er, don't... don't disturb us."

After a few words of persuasion, her eyes became increasingly hazy, a mixture of embarrassment and indescribable excitement.

After hesitating for a while, she smoothed her loose hair and couldn't help but kiss Su Cheng's forehead.

"Chirp~"

Their touch was brief, followed by an immediate separation. Meeting his smiling gaze, Bai Lingling felt weak all over and whispered, "Give me a little intimacy too, please."

The child's voice, imbued with emotion, flows like a gentle spring stream.

Su Cheng's heartstrings twitched slightly, and he was about to pull the young woman into his arms when suddenly his waist tightened, causing him to gasp.

Bai Lingling was startled: "Xiao Su, what's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing."

Su Cheng's eyes twitched slightly, and he glanced quietly at the water's surface out of the corner of his eye.

Aunt Jing... how could she have such a perverse sense of humor?
While he was having some doubts, he saw the worry on Bai Lingling's face, so he chuckled helplessly, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her lips that were about to open.

"Well"

In an instant, the bathhouse was filled with the surging tide of spring, wave after wave.

As night deepened, a young maid quietly entered the room and silently tidied up the robes scattered on the floor.

Hearing the still-singing, melodious song, her face grew even redder, and she couldn't help but steal a glance at it.

In the dim candlelight, two figures were intertwined like a fully drawn bowstring, with a woman's jade feet hanging high on the railing, like a seductive bow being pulled taut.

Arrow after arrow, the sound of the string rising and falling.

The crisp sound made the maid's heart tremble, and she subconsciously blushed and gestured twice in front of her abdomen.

"No wonder. Even our master was tormented like that."

How should we serve you from now on?

The maid was extremely embarrassed, flustered and uneasy, but with a hint of joy and anticipation, she quietly left the bathing room.

This night, it seems, will still be difficult to rest.

After a while, in the long corridor—

Su Cheng carried the limp and unconscious Bai Lingling on his back, with one arm around the waist of the puppet and the other supporting Duanmu Jing, slowly walking towards the palace.

"Well"

She had only taken a few steps when Duanmu Jing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she couldn't help but let out weak, intermittent breaths. Her whole body trembled three times, and she almost collapsed to the ground again.

Su Cheng paused slightly, then chuckled in a low voice, "If Aunt Jing really can't walk anymore, let me carry you, shall I?"

"No, it's okay."

Duanmu Jingmei's face flushed crimson. She bit her lip lightly and glanced at him with a shy and resentful look: "I just didn't expect Cheng'er to have become so fierce."

Su Cheng smiled and said, "It must be because your cultivation has improved."

It's more than just cultivation level.

Duanmu Jing blushed and looked away awkwardly.

She noticed that Su Cheng was becoming increasingly intimate with the girls, and she wanted to secretly tease him a bit, but unexpectedly, she was instantly overwhelmed by his superb skills and collapsed completely.
Forget about the elders being reserved; they were truly driven to rambling nonsense and making a complete fool of themselves.

"However, Aunt Jing was quite interesting tonight as well."

Su Cheng leaned close to his ear and whispered, "They deliberately dived underwater, seemingly to avoid Lingling and the others, yet they were secretly making such a racket underwater."

"Stop, stop talking."

Duanmu Jing quickly covered his mouth, and said shyly and gently, "You little rascal, you're starting to tease your elders now?"

Su Cheng smiled and said, "I'm increasingly noticing Aunt Jing's adorable side, which makes me want to cherish her even more."

"Don't talk nonsense about how cute you are." Duanmu Jing blushed and gently tapped his forehead. "These words can't be heard by those girls, it's too embarrassing."

"Don't worry, I don't mean to bully Aunt Jing."

"They've already bullied us enough."

As Duanmu Jingrou scolded him, her expression quietly relaxed, and her slender fingers couldn't help but brush against the angles of his face, her eyes gradually softening with moisture.

"However, Cheng'er, you are right. I am indeed growing more and more fond of you these days."

As she murmured, her eyes quietly turned crimson, as if a burning desire for love was rising within her.

"I want to!"

The beautiful woman suddenly felt a jolt in her waist and abdomen, staggered a couple of steps, and the sickly, infatuated look that had just appeared on her face was quickly replaced by shyness and embarrassment.

Seeing this, Su Cheng chuckled and said, "Don't force yourself, let me carry you."

Having said that, he exerted a little force in his arms, lifting the voluptuous beauty off the ground and heading straight for the palace.

Duanmu Jing buried her face in his neck shyly, muttering nothing, her plump, beautiful legs quietly wrapping around his waist, becoming even tighter and tighter.

"call--"

A moment later, Su Cheng had settled all the good ladies who were "hanging" on him and covered them with light blankets.

Just as he was about to undress and go to bed, his eyes suddenly flickered.

Where is Sister Hongxi?

"Cheng'er".

Duanmu Jing lay on her side on the soft pillow, smiling languidly: "I guess it's Hongxi who wants to meet you alone. Hurry up and go find her."

Su Cheng chuckled: "Aunt Jing, you should get some rest."

"Um"

Duanmu Jing glanced at him as he slipped away, then smiled gently, "This child, even now that he's back, he's still very busy."

In the woods behind the mountain at night, suddenly the sound of metal clanging could be heard.

Two figures flashed and clashed, sparks and lightning constantly flying out, as if they were engaged in a fierce battle.

The two women each wielded a sword and used their martial arts techniques, sometimes clashing and fighting in mid-air, and sometimes weaving and shifting through the deep forest, like two swimming dragons, one black and one red, fighting evenly.

Clang——!
The weapons hummed softly, and the two sides clashed again before separating, sliding backwards for more than ten feet on the ground before silently regaining their footing.

Lu Hongxi held the blood sword upside down, her crimson hair like flames, and her gorgeous robes fluttered in the wind.

General Hei held a knife in one hand, his long ponytail swaying gently behind his hips, his brows still displaying a dignified and sharp demeanor.

The two women stared at each other silently for a moment, then suddenly moved, as if transforming into dozens of blurry afterimages, and engaged in fierce fighting in the forest, their battle intent and martial spirit clashing from afar.

"--good."

The moment General Hei spoke, the two tall, alluring figures vanished, instantly reappearing a hundred feet above the ground, their swords clashing and locked in a struggle.

She spoke calmly, "As expected of His Majesty's sister, to have such cultivation at such a young age is truly terrifying."

"You're good too."

Lu Hongxi's voice was as cold as a blade, her eyes flashing with bloodlust. "With you protecting Cheng'er, he is indeed very safe. But..."

Her tone suddenly turned cold: "As expected, I still want to settle things with you!"

Hey, hey, hey!
The sharp edges clashed and flashed, scattering countless gusts of wind and thunder.

Lu Hongxi stepped into the void, summoned several scarlet blood swords with her backhand, and made a gesture with her fingers, as if she was brewing a powerful move.

Seeing this, General Hei remained silent, only holding his sword in a defensive stance.

But at that moment, a figure instantly appeared and stood between the two women.

"Huh?" Lü Hongxi was taken aback. "Younger brother?"

Su Cheng looked over helplessly: "Sister Hongxi, it's so late, do you really want to keep playing?"

"of course."

Lu Hongxi's eyes flickered, and suddenly a faint smile appeared on her face: "This woman has you all to herself today, and I am so jealous that I must settle the score with her."

As soon as she finished speaking, she immediately drew her sword and charged towards the Black General.

Before she could make a move, Su Cheng grabbed her from the side and dragged her down into the forest, kicking up a huge cloud of dust.

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General Hei lowered his weapon and glanced strangely into the smoke and dust.

During their exchange, she didn't sense any hostility from Lady Lü; it was at most just a casual sparring match.

But when His Majesty arrived, she suddenly said it was out of jealousy.
Lady Lü was indeed doing this on purpose, just waiting for His Majesty to punish her?
Sure enough, faint sounds of fighting could be heard from deep within the forest, a few loud bangs.

A moment later, the tone of his voice changed.

The soft moans rose and fell, as if two forces were clashing with each other, causing the ancient tree to tremble violently and its leaves to fall.

General Hei pursed his lips slightly, and a faint blush crept onto his cold and stern face as he slowly descended from the sky.

She intended to stand quietly at a distance, not wanting to disturb the two of them.

Hearing the faint growls from the two people, he inexplicably took a step forward and walked towards the wildly shaking ancient tree.

As the first rays of dawn broke the next morning, Duanmu Jing and Shi Xuan had already prepared breakfast.

Just as they brought the food over, they saw the three figures nimbly move back into the courtyard.

"You came back so late."

Shi Xuan puffed out her cheeks and said with a light reproach, "Look at how tattered your clothes are."

Su Cheng looked somewhat embarrassed and chuckled twice, "We did go a bit too far."

Shi Xuan rolled his eyes at him, then stepped forward and took the sleeping Lü Hongxi in his arms.

"Alright, I'll help Miss Lü change her clothes. You go wash your face, okay?"

She sniffed lightly twice, her gaze towards Su Cheng filled with even more embarrassment and annoyance. "You rascal, acting so recklessly again."

Duanmu Jing suppressed a laugh and stepped closer, saying softly, "Alright, Cheng'er must be quite tired now. Why don't you have breakfast and then go back to your room to rest for a while?"

Her gaze shifted to the black-clad general who was quietly following behind Su Cheng.

"Please sit down, young lady, I'll serve you some rice."

"No need."

But General Black shook his head slightly: "I'm not very hungry."

Shi Xuan and Duanmu Jing were both taken aback and looked at Su Cheng again.

But then he coughed twice, feigning composure.

"She just ate and is quite full."

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The calm on General Hei's face faded slightly, and he turned his head away, a faint blush crossing his eyes.

Shi Xuan sighed helplessly, grabbed Su Cheng's right arm, and snorted irritably, "Alright, be a good girl and come with me to the bath room. I'll personally help you wash your face properly."

"Ahem, thank you for your trouble, my lady."

"We didn't mean that!"

Shi Xuan pulled him away quickly, not turning her head back as she said shyly, "My legs are still weak, so don't do anything reckless later!"

"Uh, that's not what I meant."

"Don't say it!"

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General Hei watched the two figures disappear into the distance and couldn't help but smile.

Perhaps the relationship between His Majesty and Consort Shi is what is known as a bickering couple.
"Alright, no need to keep an eye on them anymore, they'll be back soon."

Duanmu Jing quietly approached, gently taking her arm, her face beaming with a kind smile like a mother-in-law. "You've had a long night, why don't you go and rest?"

General Black shook his head: "It's just that my mouth and jaw are a little sore."

"Oh, I see."

"But Lady Duanmu, you seem to be walking rather unsteadily. Would you like me to help you to a seat?"

"Cough cough cough! No, that's not necessary."

(End of this chapter)