I long to return home!

As soon as I entered the room, I heard a series of rapid breathing sounds. Looking in the direction of the sound, I saw Shen Lian sitting cross-legged on the bed, one hand covering his chest and the other hand gripping the bed tightly.

His handsome face was flushed, and sweat poured down, soaking the corners of his clothes. He noticed that the newcomer's gaze was fixed on Murong Shuang's graceful figure, and he felt an irresistible urge to act.

"Your Highness!" Murong Shuang exclaimed in surprise, rushing over and touching his forehead, which was alarmingly hot. "Your Highness, what's wrong? I'll go and call someone right away."

Shen Lian grabbed his arm, took a few breaths, and said, "No need. If you've just had a mishap during your cultivation, you'll be fine after a while if you calm down." As he spoke, he took out several scriptures from his storage bag.

Read it to me.

Murong Shuang dared not be negligent and picked up the scripture to read aloud: "Because all sentient beings have deluded minds, each thought distinct..."

Shen Lian listened to the scriptures and circulated his spiritual energy to calm his mind, but its effect was negligible. His eyes involuntarily opened, and he felt a longing as he gazed at Murong Shuang's alluring figure.

But as soon as the thought arose, he suppressed it. This constant restraint made him restless and fueled his desires.

After a struggle, he grabbed Murong Shuang's slender arm and pulled her onto the bed. His mind was sometimes clear and sometimes in turmoil. He gasped and said, "Warm the bed."

Murong Shuang was taken aback, feeling a strange sense of unease about Shen Lian's current state. When he was on the spirit boat, he had warmed the bed for her, but it was always voluntary; she had never been asked to warm the bed on her own initiative.

He sighed softly, guessing that Shen Lian's Dao heart might be in turmoil, and that he would be fine after a few days of rest after warming the bed, but that seemed a bit too hasty.

With a wicked grin, she leaned close to Shen Lian's ear, who was suppressing his desire, and whispered, "Then, Master, Shuang'er will warm your bed. Master should also get some rest."

Unexpectedly, these words seemed to release Shen Lian's suppressed desire. His eyes snapped open, his gaze becoming somewhat unfocused. He grabbed Murong Shuang and pinned her to the bed, moving closer to her fair and alluring neck. His hands groped her curvaceous body, searching for her clothes to undress.

Murong Shuang's pupils suddenly contracted. She never expected Shen Lian to do this. She felt her body being groped and defiled. Before long, her outermost white robe was forcibly torn off. Only then did she realize that all of this was real.

When they shared a warm bed on the spirit boat, they made such bad plans, but fortunately, it didn't happen. They weren't particularly resistant to Shen Lian, and even when the latter saved Liu Ma, the last veil could be lifted.

But now, without any preparation, they are suddenly about to have sex. At this moment, she is still somewhat caught off guard and somewhat resistant.

She struggled desperately to break free, but her hands were firmly held and she couldn't move. "Your Highness, Your Highness, no, please let me go, don't continue."

Her clothes were torn a little more, but because it was winter, she was wearing multiple layers to avoid being stripped naked all at once. Even so, they were taken from her, and her body was almost completely groped.

"Shuang'er, I can't hold back anymore, I want to..." Shen Lian's eyes were unfocused, he was panting heavily, and his body still unconsciously leaned closer.

Murong Shuang was startled, feeling a sensation on her waist that continued downwards; soon everything would be settled.

Without much hesitation, she bent her knee and slammed it into Shen Lian's abdomen, temporarily stopping the disaster. She quickly covered her torn clothes and ran off the bed, saying, "Your Highness, Shuang'er will go and call someone to save you."

As she approached the door, she glanced back at Shen Lian and saw him clutching his chest, looking as if he were in excruciating pain from unfulfilled lust. A sense of unease rose within her.

Finally, he took a closer look, felt his heart pounding rapidly, and felt his whole body burning. Combining this with what he had just done, he suddenly had a clue.

"Your Highness, have you been drugged with aphrodisiacs?" she wondered, standing less than ten feet away.

Seeing that Shen Lian remained silent, trying to calm himself down, and glancing at her with pleading eyes from time to time, she had received confirmation.

What should I do? His Highness has been drugged with aphrodisiacs... no... should I go to his residence and find him someone? That's absolutely impossible, but no...

Seeing Shen Lian's unbearable pain, Murong Shuang, in an attempt to suppress her lust, dug her hands deep into her chest until they bled.

After much deliberation, she made a momentous decision. Clutching her tattered clothes, she said to Shen Lian, "Your Highness, if you can cure Aunt Liu, Shuang'er will be yours tonight."

Shen Lian responded, and as if relieved, took off his clothes and slowly walked onto the bed.

Once in bed, Shen Lian acted like a wild beast unleashed. Murong Shuang's face flushed, and feeling everything, she said, "Your Highness, if it's not right there, Shuang'er will take care of it for you..."

Shen Lian swallowed hard, longingly. As a bodice with a frost flower pattern was torn off and left aside, it was destined to be a wonderful night.

At the same time, a graceful figure, illuminated by the moonlight, slowly approached from a distance.

As her graceful figure was fully bathed in moonlight, Murong Han's face was revealed.

At this moment, she was only wearing a thin dress, and the cold wind made her shiver a little, but it still showed off her curvaceous figure perfectly.

Looking at the courtyard gate in front of her, she sneered, "Murong Shuang, you vile woman, once tonight the deed is done, I will make you suffer a price worse than death. You may appear pure and innocent all day, but in the future you will be enjoyed by thousands in turn."

After speaking, she took a few steps forward and bumped directly into a screen that shimmered with a faint golden light, enveloping the entire courtyard.

"Damn it, even in this state, the prince is still so resistant," Murong Han complained, rubbing his sore forehead.

She then chuckled and took out a Barrier-Breaking Pill from her sleeve. Unexpectedly, the moment the pill touched the dark golden barrier, it shattered on the spot, and the resulting spiritual energy shockwaves pushed her back several meters.

"Cough, what happened? This Breakthrough Pill that Mother gave me is a fifth-grade pill. The barrier protection below the Nascent Soul stage shouldn't be unbreakable." Murong Han wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. The residual spiritual energy had seriously injured her, even affecting her lungs and internal organs. Helpless, she could only leave.

...

The next morning.

Shen Lian slowly opened his eyes and felt a warmth in his arms. He looked closely and saw that Murong Shuang was tightly embraced by him, her chest and abdomen pressed together.

His pupils suddenly contracted as he looked at the clothes scattered on the ground, especially the few pieces of women's underwear. He felt a sharp pain in his head as unbearable memories of yesterday flooded back. He clutched the tattered frost-flower bodice in his hand, which he had just torn.

Suddenly, the blankets shook slightly, and Murong Shuang stirred like a kitten, still fast asleep. Feeling the warmth of the blankets, she swallowed hard, trying to appear calm, but ultimately, with a touch of reluctance, slowly lay back down.

He touched her fair skin with his palm, then pulled her into his arms again, quietly enjoying the warmth. His cheeks flushed, and Murong Shuang looked even more beautiful now.