Dragon King Palace: Urban Affluent Son-in-Law-Chapter 1134: Trouble at the Main Hall?

Being caught in the act and having someone point it out to his face, Jiang Feng couldn’t help but blush!

"I wasn’t looking..." Jiang Feng tried to cover up weakly as he walked over.

Seeing Jiang Feng deny that he was peeking, Murong Qian was so angry she wanted to bite him, but ultimately held back.

After all, the ground was really cold. In just a short while, her legs, feet, and behind had almost lost all sensation.

When Jiang Feng reached Murong Qian, he reached out to hold her arm. With a slight effort, he pulled her up from the ground.

However, as soon as Murong Qian stood up, her stiff legs almost made her fall again. Luckily, Jiang Feng caught her just in time.

As a result, the pants that were hanging on Murong Qian’s bent legs were pulled down to her ankles by gravity.

Murong Qian’s lower body was now only covered by a pair of pink lace panties, still clinging steadfastly around her bent legs...

Her smooth, white thighs were even more fully exposed to Jiang Feng’s view, more so than in the tent.

Especially the little pair of panties between her legs, which made Jiang Feng turn his head away, unable to look directly...

This time Murong Qian was so embarrassed she couldn’t show her face, but having fallen twice, she was dizzy and leaned on Jiang Feng. She struggled with one hand to pull her panties back up, but couldn’t quite get them back in place.

Seeing her frustrated and upset, Jiang Feng bent down to help her pull her panties back up gently, not wanting her to freeze any longer.

His hands accidentally brushed against the outside of her thighs, feeling an indescribable sensation despite their coldness...

A unique scent swept past Jiang Feng’s nose, which he found quite fascinating. He quickly shook his head to get rid of the chaotic thoughts, then continued helping Murong Qian adjust her panties.

Murong Qian was so embarrassed she could only cover her face with her hands and peek at Jiang Feng through the gaps between her fingers...

Finally, Jiang Feng helped Murong Qian adjust her panties properly, letting out a big sigh of relief.

Without the source of his loss of control in sight, the pressure he felt was considerably reduced.

He then bent down again, picking up the down pants that had slipped to Murong Qian’s ankles, gently helping her pull them up.

With that, he let out a full breath, as the whole process had been mentally exhausting!

"Sister Qian, let’s go back; you’re freezing," Jiang Feng said, holding Murong Qian with a sense of relief.

"Mm..."

Murong Qian, now bashful, was too shy to speak, like a little ostrich who’d made a mistake, following silently behind Jiang Feng.

...

Back at the tent, Murong Qian behaved herself much more.

She had sobered up quite a bit.

She realized how foolish she had appeared and wished she could erase the embarrassing scene from Jiang Feng’s memory to avoid leaving a bad impression.

Thankfully, Jiang Feng didn’t seem to hold it against her. Instead, after her tantrum, he took even more care of her with extra tenderness.

Even in the tent, he was afraid she might still be upset and held her while sleeping.

This brought a lot of comfort to Murong Qian’s resentful heart.

She comfortably snuggled in Jiang Feng’s embrace, enjoying the rare peaceful sleep, which was incredibly sweet.

...

The blizzard that night was even more ferocious than Jiang Feng had imagined.

Even deep into the night, there were no signs of stopping, instead, the snow fell heavier and the wind howled wildly.

The fierce wind echoed in the valleys, creating a resonance that sounded like the wailing of evil ghosts, incredibly eerie.

Meanwhile, further away from the campsite where Jiang Feng and the others were, deeper in Tiandang Mountain,

In another massive ice-bound canyon, a dense cluster of tents was set up. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

At the forefront of these tents was a large bonfire with over thirty people gathered around it.

These people were the true core of Tianji Pavilion!

The one with the lowest status was a Golden Robed Elder, and leading them was the Pavilion Master, Zhuge Yunzhonglong!

As the Commander of War Soul Hall, Xia Houba naturally had the qualification to sit among these important figures.

However, his status among them was relatively low, as he could only sit near the Golden Robed Elders, with almost no speaking rights.

"I don’t know about you, but since nightfall, my right eyelid has been twitching as if something’s wrong. The feeling seems to come from the Main Hall, but what could possibly be wrong over there?"

Zhuge Yunzhonglong said, nonchalantly stirring the bonfire with a dry branch.