Beauty helps me achieve immortality

He was having sex with Shuyue and punished me to kneel beside him and serve him... ?

Listening to Zhao Qing's blunt words that sounded like a joke, Hong Ning still smiled, but the delicate ears under her hair had turned purple.

If it were earlier, she could still respond with a cheerful smile: "Ning'er couldn't ask for more~"

Or perhaps she would hold the candlestick in her slender hands, embrace Zhao Qing, and whisper softly: "How about Ning'er serving as candlelight for Master and Qinghuan?"

At that time, she just thought it was a joke.

I thought that even if this were to happen, it wouldn't be too difficult to accept.

It was perfectly normal for wives and concubines to serve together. She even specifically asked Xiaoyi how she felt about this...

But after entering the house, Hong Ning's thoughts were obviously completely different from before.

After all, it was just a fantasy before. Now, if you dare to make even a little more explicit joke, Zhao Qing will definitely take the opportunity to humiliate you.

Moreover, there were no restrictions in the bedroom. At night, she only needed to sweep her spiritual sense lightly to see the postures of Qinghuan and Shuyue. That situation made her blush.

It would have been fine if Shuyue had just let the essence pour into her, but Qinghuan, in order to distract Zhao Qing's mind, even took Shuyue's elixir...

At this moment, Shuyue smiled at Hong Ning's red ears, not caring that Si He was watching the show not far away. She complained to Zhao Qing in shame and anger: "There's no need to punish Ning'er in such a way, right?"

"Ning'er is not as gentle and charming as Qinghuan."

Zhao Qing's mind shifted slightly. He smiled at his wife's lively and carefree eyes and replied righteously, "You can't compare us like that. Didn't you praise Ning'er for her beauty, cheerfulness, and generosity the night before?"

"Besides... this punishment was Ning'er's own request. It wasn't me who intentionally wanted to humiliate her."

Hong Ning smiled as she watched the two people singing in unison. Her consciousness inadvertently swept across the first floor of the palace pavilion. Qinghuan had already fallen asleep soundly, while Xiaoyi was painting at the desk with a playful smile on her lips - it was obvious that she was also watching her.

She made up her mind and leaned over to whisper in Zhao Qing's ear, "Ning'er is with you, so it's her job to serve you and Shuyue~"

Hong Ning's bright eyes trembled slightly, and she continued to laugh softly: "When making love with Qing Huan Xiao Yi, you can also give Ning Er whatever you want. These are not considered punishments."

"If Qinglang is unhappy with Ning'er's deception, he can propose other severe punishments~"

Zhao Qing:!!!

You still dare to tease me?!

He directly took out the spirit boat, and then embraced her left and right with his big hands, naturally intending to let Ning Mei know how powerful he was.

She pursed her red lemon lips slightly, and as Zhao Qing held her slender waist and stepped onto the spirit boat, her face turned red with shame, and her heart was swayed.

Shuyue noticed her gradually tensing body, twisted slightly to break free from her husband's arms, and said with a soft smile: "Don't tease Ning'er, just go for a walk."

"After Ning'er has adjusted a little, we can call Xiaoyi to have fun together in the bedroom."

Zhao Qing frowned and hesitated, indicating that he would spare Hong Ning for the time being.

After all, Ningmei has not experienced too much sex and needs to be taken care of... The most important thing is to bring food back to Qinghuan early and watch her kneel down at her feet and drink her food slowly.

There is a dark aura in my mind.

Si He's frivolous teasing came: "Hey, sweet girl?"

"How many sweet girls can compete with Qing Huan?"

Zhao Qing: "Ningmei and my aunt together should be enough."

……

The apricot-yellow boat turned into a streak of light in the starry night. After leaving Shouyun Mountain, it gradually slowed down and swayed under the Milky Way.

Shuyue woke up Qinghuan and went to play mahjong with her aunt Sihe.

Only Zhao Qing was left to accompany Hong Ning so that Ning Mei could really relax.

As expected, without her aunt and Shuyue by her side, Hong Ning seemed to have suddenly unleashed some kind of seal. She rested her head on Zhao Qing's thoughts and said with a smile, "If you want to see me in a humble state, just call me anytime when Qinghuan and I are making love."

"Why do you need to be so tentative and teasing?"

Zhao Qing gently pressed the softness in his arms and asked doubtfully, "Who's kidding you?"

"whispering sound!"

"You've been drained dry by Qing Huan~"

Hong Ning suddenly turned over and lay on Zhao Qing's chest, her eyes full of teasing: "The Queen promised me privately that after we return from Blood God Peak, she will return your spirit for a day~"

"Young Master, do you want to experience the feeling of being enchanted by Lemon?"

Zhao Qing's mind froze. How could such a thing happen?!

It’s not a bad idea to try it out.

Furthermore, the charm that Ning Mei mentioned was definitely not an ordinary secret method of enchanting the enemy, it was obviously more erotic and enchanting...

He chuckled and nodded, then slowly tucked Ning Mei's drooping hair behind her ear: "A life that has not been enchanted by a woman with a heavenly fragrance cannot be considered perfect."

Hong Ning smiled without saying a word, leaned over and pecked the man lightly on the lips, then quietly rested her head on his shoulder and watched the rippling stars.

She had already secretly decided in her heart that when she seduced Zhao Qing, she would be even more despicable than Qinghuan and do the things of a slutty woman. She must torture Zhao Qing to death!

She tilted her head slightly and spoke softly, "Where do you want to take me tonight?"

Zhao Qing pondered the time and said thoughtfully, "Take a pleasure boat from Changshui River to Lanjiang River?"

Hong Ning seemed to have accidentally taken off her embroidered shoes, crossed her legs, and drooped her slender feet. She smiled and replied, "Wherever the pleasure boat goes, we'll go there."

"Very good."

"As dawn approaches, rush to Lin'an County, Songshan Commandery, and bring back a bowl of hot noodle soup for Qinghuan."

Zhao Qing was still thinking about Qinghuan not having eaten last night, and said that there was a Hongji Beef Offal Noodles restaurant in Lin'an County, and another Yiqingzhai that sold pastries, which they often ate at when they lived in Lanxian Town.

Although there are imperial chefs from the imperial court at the foot of the mountain now, they will occasionally taste the steaming bowl of leisure in the morning.

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Midnight.

Outside Jiuhua County, a wide and winding river passes through.

The brilliant starry sky is reflected in the river, and a delicate pleasure boat slowly drifts towards the east...

All the lights in the villages and towns on both sides of the river were turned off, and bursts of dog barking mixed with the shrill howls of wolves echoed in the distance.

The cool night breeze blew in my face, swaying the candlelight.

A red candle burned quietly, making the dark boat seem even more peaceful.

Chu Hongning stopped playing around and became quiet and gentle.

She leaned against the bow of the boat, letting Zhao Qing rest his head comfortably on her knees, and slowly inserted her feather tail deep into his ear canal.

The slight trembling of the slender jade fingers not only brings a tingling sensation to the other person, but also relieves the discomfort that is irritating the heart.

"When I was young, I loved asking my mother to clean my ears..."

“I just feel that this is the most relaxing enjoyment in the world.”

The woman smiled softly again: "I haven't enjoyed myself like this since leaving Ziyangpo."

Zhao Qing closed his eyes slightly and relaxed his whole body, carefully feeling the unprecedented tingling in his ears, the warmth of his slender fingers on his forehead, the slightly sweet scent lingering around his nose... and the faint whispers.

I just feel that when Ning Mei becomes gentle, she can melt all the gold, iron and stone.

He chuckled and replied, "Is it because there are too many people cheating?"

"Where is it?"

Hong Ning took out the tail feathers with a smile, inserted her delicate little finger slightly, and rubbed it very gently.

"There are so many things a monk can enjoy, who would still care about these worldly pleasures?"

"If someone with ulterior motives were to infuse such a crucial area deep within the ear canal with spiritual energy and cause it to ravage the head, I'm afraid the person would die instantly and there would be no way to recover."

Zhao Qing pushed the slender hand away from his ear and switched places.

He pressed the beautiful red lemon forehead in front of him and tried to scratch her itch with his tail feathers.

The tranquil and beautiful profile in front of him was slightly flushed. He gently combed her long, black hair and pinched her delicate earlobe, which had already been burning hot...

Hong Ning's curved eyelashes trembled slightly, and she whispered softly, "Very comfortable."

"Rub Ning'er's hair a little more, please."

The gentle plea only made Zhao Qing's heart flutter. He inserted his fingers into her black hair with pity, and the two of them enjoyed the tranquility of the moment together.

Usually, I only see the lively and cheerful Chu Hongning, but have I ever seen such a gentle little woman?

Hong Ning felt the cool night breeze, the swaying moonlight, the dark and gloomy distant mountains... and the gentle touch on her black hair.

Suddenly, she felt tired, and she closed her eyes lightly, no longer trying to feel Zhao Qing's emotions.

She parted her red lips and chuckled softly, "Actually... you don't have to tease me like a twentieth-year-old girl."

"Although I was a little clumsy in having sex with you, I've lived for decades, so I know a lot about sexual desires."

Hong Ning leaned forward and raised her hand to hold down Zhao Qing's palm that was caressing her head. Her bright eyes were filled with mischief as she said with a joking smile, "Shuyue and Xiaoyi always call me Ning'er. Can you guess how old I am this year?"

Zhao Qing chuckled and held Ning Mei's slender hand, but his heart was already torn between his conscience and his desires.

Isn't this another damn question?!

Hong Ning must be much older than Shu Yue.

Before Shuyue even started practicing, she had already reached the foundation-building stage...

Zhao Qing pondered, "They call you Ning'er because you're young and beautiful, and you always have a girlish, playful, and cheerful vibe."

"But you've been practicing for so long, so you're obviously quite old."

"You're twenty-two years old!?"

"Pfft!"

As Zhao Qing's nonsensical words came out, Hong Ning's delicate body trembled slightly, and her red lips pursed slightly, letting out a silver bell-like sound.

She glanced at him sideways with a displeased look: "When I was 22, I didn't like you~"

Zhao Qing: ???

OK OK.

You're still making personal attacks when you're in love, right?

He was silent for a moment, then lifted the woman's beautiful face with his fingers, looked her up and down for a long time, and said quietly, "When I was twenty-two, I probably didn't like you either."

What a joke, he just joined the Danxia Sect when he was 22 years old, and began to practice by condensing Qi into his body.

With the memories of his past life, he naturally waited for the golden finger to come and transform into Long Aotian, maneuvering and fighting anyone he met. Don't bully the young and poor...

Wang Teng and the sect leader are just stepping stones.

Even if Ye Fan went to the stove and tried to snatch the spatula from him, he would get two slaps in the face.

A mere Red Lemon girl would only slow down his sword-drawing speed...

Red Lemon's eyes rippled as she inquired with great interest, "Why? Did you have a woman you admired at that time?"

Zhao Qing smiled at Ning Mei's curious expression and chose to tell the truth.

"Back then, I had no idea how vast the world was. I only thought about being assassinated by a fellow disciple and falling off a cliff, then finding a world-class secret treasure and rising to prominence."

Hong Ning:?

She couldn't help but become interested, and with a flick of her slender hand she extinguished the red candle not far away. In that instant, only the faint starlight was left rippling in the river.

Hong Ning, laughing, held Zhao Qing down, then leaned casually into his arms and asked, "How did you rise to prominence?"

Zhao Qing thought to himself, "You really should accompany Shuyue to read the storybook together..."

He took out the most precious treasure of his life - "I am invincible with my sword!"

"What kind of storybook is this?"

Zhao Qing ignored Ning Mei's doubts, but directly stuffed the storybook into her arms and slowly began to tell the story with full of longing.

"After I fell off the cliff, I obtained an extremely precious inheritance, which is rare in the world."