Cultivation Begins with Caring for Sister-in-law-Chapter 532: Yue Ruyan: You Beast

"Why has it turned back to a hundred again?"

Chen Mo gently caressed Yue Ruyan’s cheek, showing a look of surprise.

It started at a hundred last night but gradually decreased, hitting a low of fifty, yet it returned to a hundred this morning. What kind of nonsense is this?

Is it the cooldown time of the secret technique? 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Chen Mo abstractly pondered.

"Alright, the cultivation is... it’s been cultivated, it’s time to get up. I still have to serve tea to Ms. Mi."

After being teased by Chen Mo like this, Yue Ruyan found it hard to fall asleep. According to customs, she had to go serve tea to Wu Mi first thing in the morning and present evidence that she was still untouched.

Speaking, Yue Ruyan reached under the pillow and pulled out a handkerchief adorned with a plum blossom.

Afterwards, she nudged Chen Mo to get him up quickly.

Yue Ruyan had prepared this yesterday afternoon after breaking through the barrier.

But Chen Mo didn’t speak immediately; he simply held her tightly and said, "It’s still early, let’s cultivate a bit more."

With that, he didn’t care whether Yue Ruyan agreed or not, he just began cultivating on his own.

Since transforming into a woman yesterday afternoon, Yue Ruyan’s skin became much more supple and acquired a certain charm unique to married women. She bit her lower lip, continuously patting Chen Mo’s shoulder, feeling incredibly embarrassed.

Could this person genuinely never get tired...

But oddly enough, Yue Ruyan didn’t feel much rejection, and as she felt the warm breath sweep over her face, she gradually indulged in the youth’s affection.

...

Not long after, the system’s notification sounded in Chen Mo’s mind.

[Esoteric Dual Refining Technique +1, Purple Sun Transformation Skill +90.]

Chen Mo ignored Yue Ruyan’s blushing face and eyes that sparkled like water as she stared at him, and instead raised a brow, why has it turned into 90 again?

"You... what’s wrong again?" Yue Ruyan stared at Chen Mo, her words somewhat somber; this man had been like this since yesterday afternoon, and now it was starting again.

"Ruyan, as your husband, I’m truly head over heels for you..."

Chen Mo held Yue Ruyan’s face and kissed her lips firmly, though he hadn’t yet figured out the reason for the decrease, this secret technique was far more effective than regular cultivation.

Yue Ruyan, kissed into a daze, hadn’t even opened her mouth when Chen Mo said, "Ruyan, let’s cultivate a bit more."

"Ah... uh..."

...

Elsewhere, in the main hall of the back courtyard, several women were having breakfast, Wu Mi sipped meat porridge and then wiped her mouth with a handkerchief. She instructed her personal maid, "The master should be getting up now, go call them."

"Yes."

Wu Mi’s personal maid soon arrived outside Yue Ruyan’s bridal chamber, the door was tightly shut, and there was a food box placed outside.

The maid paused in puzzlement and approached to find it was the very food box she delivered last night; the master had requested she leave it outside. She examined closely and found the box hadn’t been moved an inch.

In other words, this box hadn’t been taken in at all last night.

She opened the box to discover the snacks inside remained untouched.

Just as she was about to knock on the door, she heard a familiar voice from inside.

"Ruyan, let’s go for another round."

"You beast, since yesterday..."

"..."

As the dialogue between the two grew increasingly strange, Wu Mi’s personal maid blushed deeply in surprise, "Good heavens! Have master and madam Yue not rested since yesterday..."

Unable to keep listening, she picked up the food box and went to report back.

In the hall of the back courtyard, Wu Mi and others were shocked to learn Chen Mo and Yue Ruyan hadn’t yet risen; their mouths slightly agape with faint blushes on their cheeks.

Han Anniang, gently rubbing her pregnant belly, frowned slightly and said, "Erlang is really not taking care of his body, and so is Ruyan, letting Erlang do as he pleases."

"No way, I need to go over myself."

"An Niang." Wu Mi, seated beside Han Anniang, quickly grabbed her arm as she rose, softly saying, "Let’s wait a bit more. If they haven’t gotten up in half an hour, we’ll all go over."

At these words, Han Anniang sat back down.

Then, Xia Zhiqing spoke, "Ms. An’Niang, don’t worry, both master and Ruyan are Upper Third-Grade Martial Artists, even if... they’re a bit obsessed, it’s not much of a problem."

"What Zhiqing says isn’t entirely correct; medical books state that Heaven and Earth’s Essence Qi combine into humans, who are formed by the union of Heaven and Earth’s Essence Qi. Even a Third-Grade Martial Artist will become weak if their essence is continuously depleted without replenishment."

Wu Mi, while speaking, instructed her personal maid to prepare a bowl of nourishing soup in the kitchen.

Right after finishing breakfast, Chen Mo and Yue Ruyan leisurely arrived.

Chen Mo, not bothered by the strange looks from the women, responded with a smile to Wu Mi, "Mi’er, I overslept a bit, just woke up."

"Hehe."

A voice of the sarcastic kind came from Xia Zhining.

Wu Mi also said, "Master, although last night was your wedding night, you should not indulge so excessively."

As she spoke, she sized up Chen Mo and Yue Ruyan.

Yue Ruyan immediately felt ashamed beyond measure, silently rebuking Chen Mo.

She took a deep breath and greeted Wu Mi, "Younger sister greets elder sister."

Then turned her gaze towards Han Anniang and the others, adding, "Good morning, sisters."

It seemed Yue Ruyan had rehearsed these lines countless times in her mind, and saying them now reduced her pressure somewhat.

Chen Mo didn’t answer, accepting the criticism humbly, and then changed the subject by looking at Xia Zhiqing, "Where are Nu’Er and Youyou?"

"Min’Er took them away," Xia Zhiqing replied.

"Madam, master, the nourishing soup is here."

As Wu Mi spoke, her personal maid entered with a tray, hot steam still rising from the soup bowl on top.

Chen Mo glanced over, then back at Wu Mi, "???"

"Specially for you, master, drink it while it’s hot," Wu Mi said.

Chen Mo: "..."

"I don’t need it, let Ruyan have it for nourishment instead." Chen Mo picked up the soup bowl from the tray and handed it to Yue Ruyan.

After finally sitting down, feeling she’d avoided much of the "storm," Yue Ruyan looked at the nourishing soup Chen Mo handed her, nearly biting her lip off in anger, hating him so much.

Ultimately, under everyone’s gaze, Yue Ruyan shyly drank the nourishing soup.

The soup indeed was good; drinking it made her abdomen warm and her whole body feel invigorated.

"Thank you, elder sister," said Yue Ruyan.

Wu Mi wasn’t surprised by Yue Ruyan’s transformation; she had crafted this formula personally, using top-quality ingredients and herbs.

This single bowl, if sold on the market, would cost at least ten taels of silver.

"No need for thanks, sister Ruyan. We’re family now, and we ought to take care of each other." Wu Mi smiled.