Cultivation Begins with Caring for Sister-in-law-Chapter 513:

After Chen Mo left, Yue Ruyan raised her hand to touch the wound that had just been bandaged by Chen Mo, dazed for a while, and then showed a shy expression. How could she agree to return to Linzhou with him...

She touched her face and found her cheeks were burning.

"Marriage..."

After the New Year, she’ll be twenty-six years old. If it were another woman, she would have been married long ago, and her kids would be running around by now. But she is still alone, bearing the heavy responsibility of revitalizing the Yue family. She thought she would never marry in this life, destined to be lonely until old age, yet unexpectedly...

Having never thought about this aspect, her heart was filled with panic.

Tonight, she is destined to suffer from insomnia.

...

On the other side.

Xia Zhining had just washed up, prepared her bed for rest, but she heard familiar footsteps outside the military tent. Calmly, she sat up straight and saw that familiar figure walk in, and said, "Oh, isn’t this Duke An? Why are you back? Could it be that you’ve been driven out by her?"

A playful smile rose on her jade-like face.

Chen Mo: "..."

"I was just talking to her, where is your mind going."

Chen Mo came in, picked up the towel Xia Zhining had just used after washing up, wiped his face, and said, "I told her that in a few days, I’ll take her back to Linzhou, bringing her mother along too, and discuss the marriage timing. This was something I promised in my letter before."

"I think you’re just eager to have her." Xia Zhining rolled her eyes at Chen Mo, then seemed to see through his thoughts and said, "The reason you didn’t act tonight is because her arrow wound hasn’t healed yet, right? Once you return to Linzhou, her arrow wound will have healed enough, and by then, it will be just right."

"..."

Xia Zhining indeed hit the nail on the head. If it weren’t for Yue Ruyan’s arrow wound, Chen Mo would have really acted tonight.

It’s not easy to encounter a Divine Power Realm Martial Artist woman; Chen Mo also wanted to try whether the Dual Cultivation Secret Technique he got before would work or not.

Zhining has been by his side for too long and can even see through his thoughts.

This isn’t good.

Chen Mo put down the towel, sat next to Xia Zhining, pulled her delicate hand over, and softly said, "Okay, it’s late, it’s cold, let’s sleep early."

Xia Zhining’s gaze gradually shifted from Chen Mo’s face downwards, her refined cheeks showing a few traces of embarrassed annoyance: "Whoever stirred the flame should put it out; I’m not just something for you to vent..."

The word "tool" hadn’t yet left her lips when Chen Mo leaned in closer, a familiar warmth pressed against her.

Xia Zhining muffled a small nose sound, just about to push Chen Mo away, when pride and grindstone were held tightly.

Her body had almost no resistance to Chen Mo, instantly losing strength, softening like a pile of mush in Chen Mo’s arms, her cold eyes misty with moisture.

Chen Mo greedily drew sweetness from Zhining’s mouth, not content with teasing over clothing but wanting to be closer to the fair one’s heartbeat, feeling the skin’s smoothness and springy tenderness.

"...Ice..."

Xia Zhining shivered, during a breath, pressed her chin against Chen Mo’s shoulder, and exhaled a fragrant orchid.

The weather in the cold of winter was getting colder; Chen Mo had just come in from outside, his hands were icy, and the moment they touched the warm skin, the sensation was extremely clear.

Chen Mo said nothing, kissing Xia Zhining’s eyes and nose, no longer pushing the grindstone, laying the fair one down on the bed, then skillfully untied her waist tie.

Xia Zhining had just finished washing up, preparing to rest, dressed in thin pants. As the tie was untied, with a slight pull, the thin pants slipped to the knee.

Xia Zhining instinctively reached out to pull, but lying on the bed, her peaks were suppressed, and she couldn’t muster any strength.

The cold wind howled outside, and the lamps inside the military tent extinguished at that moment, sinking into darkness, allowing Xia Zhining to relax; Chen Mo took the opportunity to pull again, and the thin pants slid from the knee to the calf, eventually falling to the ground along with the embroidered shoes on her feet.

Xia Zhining realized what was about to happen next; the two slender, beautiful legs unconsciously pressed together, the jade toes like tender shoots clenched tightly. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Chen Mo spread her legs and smiled, saying, "It’ll warm up soon."

The reason for extinguishing the lights inside the military tent was because if they weren’t, once standing up, their shadows would easily project onto the military tent, and the patrolling soldiers outside would know exactly what was happening.

...

Linzhou, Pingting Marquis’s Mansion.

The women gathered in the Warm Pavilion, eating hot pot, which was like having a reunion dinner.

Han Anniang leaned slantingly on a wide Master’s Chair, with a small pillow behind her, her jade-like facial hues graceful and plump, her curved eyelashes trembling under, her eyes glittered like water.

Money nourishes people; when she was just at Fu Ze Village, Han Anniang’s skin was better compared to ordinary rural women, but not quite comparable to Yi Shiyin and the others. Now, after a period of care, she has become increasingly tender, like a watery peach that’s been ripened in flowing water.

With less than two months until the due date, she who once had slender branches with substantial fruit now has sturdier stems and even a bit of baby fat on her cheeks, white and rosy, with a unique charm.

Yi Shiyin laughed, saying, "Ms. Anniang looks like this now, and not to mention husbands, even I’m tempted."

"Xiaolu just knows how to tease." Han Anniang shyly patted the air towards Yi Shiyin, then a few traces of loss appeared in her eyes, saying, "The whole family, only my husband and Zhining are not back yet."

"Stack...Stack." At this time, nestled in Xia Zhiqing’s arms, Chen Nuo said in a soft milk voice, though the pronunciation was slightly off.

That appearance was irresistibly cute to all the fair ones present.

Wu Mi stroked her bulging belly, thinking that her child was soon to arrive in this world, and didn’t envy anymore, saying, "The northern war is over; my husband should return soon. Maybe he’s on his way, and he should make it back before the child is born at the latest."

"Didn’t they say my husband led the army to Haiyan Pass? I heard from Lord Wei that he might continue to attack Jin Xia, so he may not return soon." Nangong Ru said softly.

She sat next to Xia Zhiqing, helping Xia Zhiqing with Chen You.

"They won’t continue fighting." Xia Zhiqing, overflowing with motherly love, kissed the child’s cheek, then said to Nangong Ru.

"How so?" Liang Xue asked clearly. She didn’t understand military affairs and was curious to hear Xia Zhiqing say this.

"Firstly, the battle line is too long, making subsequent supplies difficult. Secondly, it’s the coldest winter, colder up north; if they advance into Jin Xia and get trapped, it’s very possible to lose the currently favorable situation." Xia Zhiqing said.

"Moreover, Marquis is advancing into enemy territory alone, without other forces to support. There’s not much known about Jin Xia, so advancing rashly is indeed unwise." Xiao Yunxi, unwilling to be left out, also joined the discussion.

Han Anniang heard this with a joyful expression, continually saying, "It’s good to return, it’s good to return."