Chapter 36: Double Chant Repeater.

After sending off Yang Wangshu, who was still whining, saying something like, "Don't think you can get rid of me with just one meal."

Her mechanical tone, typical of a voice synthesizer, lacked the spoiled attitude a young girl should have and instead sounded extremely foolish. It made one want to take off her mask to see what kind of panic-stricken expression she would show.

But since Ah Zhi was here... forget it, next time.

"It looks like they've gone back," Cheng Jinyang said to Xing Yuanzhi. "We should go too."

"Okay," Xing Yuanzhi responded softly.

The two of them took another flying car directly back to Wujiang Town.

"About what you said earlier," Xing Yuanzhi suddenly whispered, "don't say it again in the future."

"Huh?" Cheng Jinyang was slightly taken aback and then explained, "No, I just..."

Just what? He couldn't quite say it.

"Okay," Xing Yuanzhi tilted her head and thought for a moment, then seriously added, "Don't say it to others outside, it makes me embarrassed."

Cheng Jinyang: ???

Then he noticed that a faint blush had appeared on Ah Zhi's smooth, swan-like neck and cheeks.

It was already 11:40 PM when they returned to the old house in Wujiang Town.

Since it was so late, the bathing buff from after dinner had expired, so Xing Yuanzhi needed to take her fourth bath.

She went back to her bedroom to sort out her clothes, so Cheng Jinyang hurried to use the bathroom to clear it for Ah Zhi.

Xing Yuanzhi opened the wardrobe door, looking at the pile of clothes inside, still thinking about the conversation in the coffee shop earlier.

Then she shook her head vigorously, trying to get rid of those distracting thoughts.

After taking the clothes she needed to change into, Xing Yuanzhi left the bedroom and saw Wang Wanrou and Chu Qingqing sitting on the sofa watching TV.

"Why aren't you two asleep yet?" she asked coldly, frowning slightly.

"Ah Zhi," Wang Wanrou stared at the TV screen and said slowly, "though you always appear aloof and proud, you're actually very gentle and pure inside."

Xing Yuanzhi: ???

"Don't listen to his nonsense," she groaned powerlessly. "He made up that crap on the spot to coax Xiao Wangshu..."

"She seems indifferent to everything, but she secretly cares about those around her," Chu Qingqing recited with feeling. "And she's too proud to admit it. This is the so-called 'tsundere' charm!"

"Ugh," Xing Yuanzhi stepped back half a step in embarrassment, gritting her teeth and growling, "I told you to stop talking! My skin is crawling!"

"Do you know how much dead skin, dust, and fungus accumulate between the skin and clothes if you don't shower for more than eight hours?" Wang Wanrou turned her head to Chu Qingqing, a smirk on her lips.

"Do you know how soft and fragrant Ah Zhi is after a shower?" Chu Qingqing smiled and asked back.

The bathroom door opened, and as Cheng Jinyang walked out, he was almost knocked into by Xing Yuanzhi, who was holding her clothes and hurriedly escaped into the bathroom, her beautiful face already flushed red as if it would emit steam at any moment.

"What... what did you say to her?" he asked the two girls on the sofa, puzzled.

"What is a man's ultimate dream?" Wang Wanrou asked without looking up.

"Isn't it to have a super perfect wife like this?" Chu Qingqing laughed and answered.

Cheng Jinyang: ...

Ha, embarrassing line play, huh.

"You're just jealous," he scoffed, crossing his arms and shaking his head. "Jealousy makes people ugly, tsk tsk, too ugly."

"Why should I be jealous?" Wang Wanrou ignored him, but Chu Qingqing jumped up, shouting, "Aren't you ashamed to say those things in public? The guests at the table next to us were smiling mysteriously, eavesdropping on your wild conversation. I felt embarrassed for you!"

"What's so embarrassing about that?" Cheng Jinyang didn't care. "I've heard more cringe-worthy lines."

"What lines?" Chu Qingqing instinctively asked, then immediately regretted it.

"For example, ahem," Cheng Jinyang cleared his throat theatrically, then put on a sinister and evil expression, and said, "You don't understand my actions because you've never truly experienced pain..."

"Damn!" Chu Qingqing immediately lunged at him, pinning him down on the sofa, and choking his neck tightly.

Cheng Jinyang instinctively wanted to resist, but...

...so soft.

Chu Qingqing quickly realized she was providing a benefit, so she promptly slammed him hard on the sofa and then pinned his back with her arm in a tiger-catching-sheep position.

"Don't you dare tell anyone," she whispered into Cheng Jinyang's ear.

"Tell what?" Cheng Jinyang played dumb immediately. "I seem to have lost my memory, can't remember what you're talking about."

"Smart boy," Chu Qingqing released him, satisfied.

In the bathroom, Xing Yuanzhi soaked in the hot water, hugging her knees quietly.

Thinking about the conversation in the coffee shop earlier, she slowly curled up and sank lower, immersing her mouth and nose in the water, leaving only her eyes above the surface, and started blowing bubbles.

...

Princess Nankang walked into the dark palace again.

"How is Father?" she grabbed a passing researcher and asked.

"Your Highness," the researcher replied, "His Majesty is in excellent health."

So, his condition can still be stabilized.

Princess Nankang continued forward, reaching the 100-meter royal stairs, where she saw the lonely figure sitting in the distance, motionless like a statue under the curtains.

"Father," she said softly, "the large-scale military mobilization in Wuchang has begun."

"Wang Chuzhong has already been promoted to third grade. This eastern invasion is led by four fourth-grade ability users: Shen Shiju, Deng Boshang, Zhou Dahe, and Xie Yongye, as well as commanders Qian Shiyi, Li Yuanwen, and Zhuge Yao. They will arrive at Gushu soon."

There was no response from the distance.

"Also, the gentry in Jiankang seem to be stirring recently..." She quickly reported a long list of names.

"Hmph, they are just vermin, not worth mentioning!" A middle-aged man with a dignified air walked out from behind the curtains. It was Yu Yuangui, the Zhongshu Ling(Chancellor of the Imperial Secretariat), who was currently locked in a fierce political battle with the Grand Secretary Wang Maohong.

"Your Majesty," he bowed and reported, "the western front's Imperial Guards have formed an impenetrable defense. Once the Longxian(Dragon Cavalry) Army arrives at the western front, they can be deployed for combat."

"Wang Chuzhong, in order to be promoted to the third grade, has infused himself with hetero-blood and has little time left. The Shenwu Army on the northern and eastern fronts need not move recklessly. When the old thief's life is at its end, the Longxian Army will collapse without a fight, and Jiankang's siege can be easily resolved."

"As you see fit," the Emperor's distant voice echoed.

"Uncle..." Leaving the palace, Princess Nankang greeted Yu Yuangui.

"How is your health lately?" Yu Yuangui glanced at her.

"Not bad," Princess Nankang replied. "But the blood serum is running low."

"Hmm," Yu Yuangui nodded. "Even if you have the bloodline of my Yu family, the serum should not be overused. Wang Chuzhong has little time left; you must take this as a warning."