Eternal Life from Taking Care of Master's Wife-Chapter 278 - 3: Immortal Spirit Root! Stirring Up a Hornet’s Nest! Don’t Come Any Closer!_2
The room became fiery hot.
The sun was setting in the west.
The setting sun was like blood.
The Sect Leader Master fainted.
Her eyes were red and swollen, with tears of happiness, a satisfied look, sleeping soundly.
Zhou Chen pulled away and gently covered her with the blanket.
Leaving the room, Zhou Chen saw the Eldest Princess Yaoji... his aunt... seemingly waiting for him for a long time...
"Aunt!"
Zhou Chen stepped forward with open arms, wanting to give Yaoji an enthusiastic hug.
"Aren’t you afraid of wearing out your Sect Leader Master!"
Yaoji raised her hand to hold Zhou Chen’s forehead, preventing him from moving forward, speaking with mild annoyance.
Qing Yuyao was recovering her Immortal Spirit Root, not being born anew, so there were no manifestations outside, just changes in the body, some phenomena, but limited to within the room.
Naturally, Yaoji wasn’t aware.
But Zhou Chen had stayed with Qing Yuyao for nearly a day and night; she knew Zhou Chen was formidable.
Qing Yuyao was only at the Peak of Primordial Pill.
"Aunt, you’ve waited long!"
Zhou Chen smiled, rubbed his nose, realizing Yaoji should have been waiting for quite some time.
Earlier he used to go to Bihua Palace with Yaoji and Princess Xingyue in the morning, returning to Dust Sword Peak at night to accompany the ladies.
"Let’s go!"
Yaoji grabbed Zhou Chen’s shoulder, taking him to Bihua Palace.
Today wasn’t Princess Xingyue.
Yaoji hadn’t expected it, previously they went at noon, today it’s the ancestor’s turn, and Zhou Chen dawdled until dusk.
The ancestor must be anxious from waiting!
"Xingyue awakened the Overlord Emperor Bloodline last night, today is a senior from the Royal Family."
Yaoji reminded him.
"Aunt, let’s be clear first, if she’s old and ugly, I’m not doing it!"
Zhou Chen hurriedly said.
Yaoji stumbled, twitching the corner of her mouth, really wanting to slap this little rascal to death.
What do you mean by old and ugly?
"Behave yourself, boy, this senior is neither old nor ugly, but her temper isn’t as good as mine, so be careful, she might hit you!"
Yaoji glared fiercely at Zhou Chen because this rascal’s Lu Shan’s Claw stretched in again, heading straight for the target, round and full.
Especially, Zhou Chen loved to pinch the target bullseye.
"Who is this senior?"
Zhou Chen’s curiosity was piqued.
He knew it was likely the person always spying on him and Princess Xingyue.
But he hadn’t seen the other party.
"You’ll know when you get there!"
Yaoji didn’t elaborate.
After all, such matters were somewhat inappropriate.
Without consent, she was reluctant to expose the ancestor’s identity.
To know the identity, let’s see if Zhou Chen has the ability to make the ancestor open up.
"Off you go!"
Arriving at Bihua Palace, Yaoji threw Zhou Chen down.
Zhou Chen landed steadily, lips slightly raised.
He didn’t suffer any loss.
Before being thrown by Yaoji, he pinched her hard once.
"Such a scoundrel!"
Yaoji was so angry her chest hurt, lifting her hand to rub, her full chest heaving, and she turned to leave.
...
Bihua Palace.
Zhou Chen entered the grand hall, looking forward as if opening a mystery box, feeling a bit nervous inside.
Yaoji was already the emperor’s aunt.
Able to make Yaoji call her senior.
Surely someone above the Grand Empress Dowager.
Exciting!
Zhou Chen pushed the door open and entered the room, sensing a silhouette inside.
He stepped forward, lifted the mosquito net, instantly a cold and stunning face appeared before him, exquisite and charming, more mature and alluring than a young girl.
Dense eyelashes long and curled, moist small lips, dark beautiful eyes, proud figure, mesmerizing curves, incredibly eye-catching.
A purple sheer long dress wrapped around her fair, jade-like, voluptuous body, majestic phoenix eyes swept over Zhou Chen, carrying an indescribable nobility and authority, sacred and awe-inspiring, making one feel unable to entertain any blasphemous thoughts.
"In Bihua resides a beauty, unrivaled and standing alone. A single glance topples a city, another glance topples a nation. Do you not know the fall of city and nation? Such beauty is hard to find again."
Zhou Chen’s eyes shone brightly, feeling this mystery box unveiled a great treasure, very satisfied.
In his perceptive eyes, though unaware of her age, the beauty before him was still an untouched virgin.
And in the Extraordinary World, age doesn’t matter.
After becoming immortal, whether billions of years or thousands of billions of years, it’s like an eighteen-year-old girl.
"Indeed, overflowing with talent!"
Chu Si’s majestic phoenix eyes scrutinized Zhou Chen, having already seen Zhou Chen’s information thoroughly, knowing his poetry was outstanding.
It’s just Zhou Chen usually came at noon, but today it was her turn, yet he dawdled till dusk, talking about not doing anything old and ugly.
Even though it wasn’t directed at her, she felt somewhat offended.
"May I ask the fairy’s name?"
Zhou Chen stepped forward, skillfully grasping Chu Si’s fair, jade-like soft hand, gently caressing and playing with it.
Chu Si’s body stiffened.
You really are audacious.
"Changyun!"
Chu Si didn’t conceal, Changyun was her princess title.
Princess Changyun.
But that was several thousand years ago.
"Good name!"
Zhou Chen praised, his gaze slowly shifting downward from her noble and dignified jade face.
Beneath the purple sheer dress, those mature and alluring curves were faintly discernible.
Zhou Chen reached out, held the waist belt, and gently tugged, returning Chu Si to a natural state.
In a split second.
Zhou Chen’s breath halted, blood accelerating.
His gaze moved top-down, appreciating.
Her chest was snow-white and firm, mature and towering, women proud of their figure would certainly envy her chest.
That enticing snow-white flat belly, even a gentleman avoiding impropriety couldn’t help but gaze twice.
Those long, straight, beautiful, resilient legs, no one can describe her legs properly.
Hard to believe someone could possess such legs.
Her ankles were so slender and beautiful, her feet even more enchanting; if many men claimed they’d willingly be stomped to death by those jade feet, no one would doubt it.
