Eternal Life from Taking Care of Master's Wife-Chapter 76 - 74: Lost the Lady and the Soldiers

"Hyah!"

The dragon horse galloped fiercely, with a strong wind hitting her face.

Zhao Shiyong clung tightly to Zhou Chen’s embrace, greedily inhaling the masculine scent from his chest, murmuring:

"The silver saddle glows on the white horse, dashing like a meteor."

"In ten steps, slay a person, traveling a thousand miles without stopping..."

Her full bosom heaved, her blood boiling with an indescribable feeling.

She really wished she could stay in this embrace for a lifetime.

Riding freely across the martial world.

Carefree and unrestrained.

Zhou Chen rested his head on Zhao Shiyong’s fragrant shoulder, smelling the fragrance of her hair, galloping three hundred miles in half a day, arriving at an inn.

"Young Master, should we rest?"

Zhao Shiyong’s cheeks were red, as if she wasn’t riding a horse but had become the horse herself, especially since Zhou Chen’s hands were quite unrestrained, constantly squeezing her.

"Then let’s rest here for the night, and continue tomorrow."

Zhou Chen glanced at the sky, the setting sun hanging in the west, the afterglow like blood.

In the morning, he lingered with Zhao Shiyong for half the day, reluctant to get up, not setting off until nearly noon, having traveled for hours now, it was already afternoon.

"Two guests, please come inside!"

Seeing Zhou Chen and Zhao Shiyong, a waiter eagerly came up to them, leading the horse for Zhou Chen.

"Use the best hay."

Casually tossing the waiter a silver ingot, Zhou Chen instructed him to take good care of the horse.

"Rest assured, guest, I’ll make sure to take good care of it."

The waiter handed the horse over to a lad specializing in feeding horses and led Zhou Chen and Zhao Shiyong inside.

"Prepare an upper room and hot water for us to bathe!"

"Alright!"

Zhou Chen and Zhao Shiyong enjoyed a relaxing bath in a large tub, unwilling to get out.

Suddenly, the sound of a pipa echoed.

With a few twists of the tuning pegs, even before a tune is formed, emotions are stirred.

Each string hidden, each sound expresses longing, as if lamenting life’s unfulfilled desires.

Lowering her eyes, she plays gently, telling endless stories from the heart...

"I didn’t expect there to be such a skilled pipa player in an inn."

Zhou Chen, having frequented brothels and taverns, although he couldn’t play the pipa, had a decent eye for quality.

Familiar with the three hundred Tang poems, even if you can’t compose poetry, you can recite it.

Besides, although Celestial Fragrance Fairy excelled at the guqin, she played a decent pipa; surprisingly, the player below was no less skilled than the Celestial Fragrance Fairy.

With a sweep of his Divine Sense, Zhou Chen discovered a young girl with a white veil over her face, standing gracefully in white attire, holy and elegant, like a newly bloomed white lotus.

Zhou Chen and Zhao Shiyong, having bathed and changed, stepped outside, seeing one guest after another, enthralled by the music in the inn.

While eating, Zhou Chen’s gaze lingered on the woman in white as she played the pipa.

Plucking and strumming gently, then swiftly, transforming into a celestial tune.

Thundering strings like a torrential rain, softer ones like whispers.

Thunderous and soft sounds interwoven, like large and small pearls dropping onto a jade plate...

"Interesting!"

Secretly using the Qi Observation Technique, Zhou Chen noticed the other person seemed to practice a formidable concealment method, but he still caught a hint.

This woman’s strength wasn’t weak; she cultivated Immortal Dao.

As the song ended, the crowd remained in a trance.

"Marvelous! Truly marvelous!"

A corpulent landlord, sporting a wealthy appearance, clapped his hands in admiration and said:

"Miss Bai Lian’s exquisite performance is truly unforgettable."

"I’m not sure about what was mentioned the other day, how has Miss Bai Lian considered it?"

"Thank you for your regard, Landlord Ximen, but my humble self is not worthy of you, please forgive me!"

The girl in white known as Bai Lian, holding her pipa, courteously bowed, her voice soft, yet there was a stubborn fortitude in her brow that seemed unyielding to force.

"In Sanyang Town, no one has ever dared to refuse me. Miss Bai Lian, you’d better think carefully before answering."

Ximen Dongfeng’s face was full of fat, his small eyes nearly obscured yet glimmering coldly like a snake, the threat in his words as clear as day.

Four brawny men, clearly martial artists, took a step forward, glaring at Bai Lian, putting immense pressure on her.

"Landlord, please be magnanimous and spare me, I would be eternally grateful!"

Bai Lian’s face was filled with fear and confusion, her teeth biting her red lips, yet she remained unyielding.

"Refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit, grab her for me!"

Ximen Dongfeng waved his hand grandly, licking his lips at Bai Lian, his expression lecherous, eager to possess her.

Two burly men immediately stepped forward, reaching for Bai Lian.

Bai Lian harshly threw her pipa forward, turning to run towards Zhou Chen, crying out:

"Help..."

"Hahaha, go on, scream, I’d like to see who dares to save you!"

Ximen Dongfeng sneered, this was no bustling city, all of Sanyang Town was his domain, no one would dare oppose him.

Swish, swish, swish, swish!

Zhou Chen casually waved his hand, and four chopsticks flew out, instantly piercing the throats of the two men grabbing and the two standing behind Ximen Dongfeng.

He looked at Ximen Dongfeng and smiled slightly:

"Landlord Ximen, do you think I dare not?"

"You..."

Ximen Dongfeng was furious, but seeing Zhou Chen’s mocking eyes and the tragic state of his four underlings, he turned to flee.

A wise man does not suffer the current loss.

Whoosh!

A chopstick flew, piercing the back of Ximen Dongfeng’s head.

"Waiter, throw their bodies out."

Casually tossing the waiter a piece of silver, Zhou Chen remained calm.

"Ah...yes, yes!"

The waiter, startled and both amazed and terrified, quickly went to move the bodies.

"This humble self, Bai Lian, thanks the young master for saving me."

Bai Lian approached Zhou Chen, still shaking with her chest heaving, deeply bowing to him.

"It was just a small effort, no need for thanks."

"It may have been a small effort for you, young master, but for me, it was a lifesaving deed."

Bai Lian bowed again, her pure beauty making Zhou Chen’s heart waver, testing what this young master can endure?

This young master would not withstand such a test.

"For the lifesaving deed, I have no way to repay, and I have nowhere else to go; my only pipa is damaged; I beg the young master to take me in. I am willing to serve as a maid to repay the young master’s great kindness."

Saying this, Bai Lian knelt at Zhou Chen’s feet.

Seeing Bai Lian’s pure and moving appearance, pitiful as she was, and noticing Zhou Chen’s apparent interest, Zhao Shiyong softly suggested:

"Young master, Miss Bai Lian now has nowhere to go. If left outside, she might fall into harm again. Why not do a good deed to the end and take in Miss Bai Lian?"

"Since you’ve asked, Shiyong, how could I refuse?"

Zhou Chen smiled slightly, taking Bai Lian’s soft hand to help her up.

"Thank you, young master, thank you, madam!"

Bai Lian was overjoyed, expressing endless gratitude.

"My name is Zhao Shiyong; I am merely the young master’s maid."

Zhao Shiyong explained.

"What maid, my women are all the same."

Squeezing Zhao Shiyong’s cute face, Zhou Chen jokingly scolded her.

Bai Lian dutifully assumed the role of a maid.

According to her, she was the daughter of a wealthy family, abducted by bandits along the way; her parents and family were all killed. Only she, under her parents’ shelter, managed to escape.

She wandered here, was gifted a pipa by a kind person, and thus made a living by performing.

Night.

After an enjoyable moment with Zhao Shiyong, Zhou Chen was just about to leave.

Zhao Shiyong grabbed Zhou Chen and reminded him, "Young Master, be careful, Bai Lian’s origin is unclear; she may have other intentions."

"Since you know her origin is unclear, why did you still let me accept her?"

Zhou Chen pinched Zhao Shiyong, questioning in confusion.

"Isn’t this the young master’s idea?"

Zhao Shiyong smiled charmingly, "I’m just helping the young master cover up so it doesn’t seem like you’re in too much of a hurry for lust!"

"Oh, how dare you say I’m lustful, see how I deal with you!"

"Ah, spare me, young master, I realize my mistake!"

After teaching Zhao Shiyong a lesson, Zhou Chen withdrew and headed to the adjacent room.

Zhou Chen knocked on the door.

"Who is it?"

"It’s me."

"Young Master!"

Bai Lian quickly opened the door; she was only wearing her nightgown, her fair skin dazzling under the light, emitting a faint fragrance.

"Won’t you invite me in for a sit?"

Zhou Chen smiled slightly.

"Please come in, Young Master."

Bai Lian quickly stepped aside.

Zhou Chen entered the room, the air filled with Bai Lian’s fragrance, refreshing the senses.

Bai Lian closed the door, and Zhou Chen embraced her tightly.

"Ah, Young Master..."

"Mmm..."

She just wanted to speak but was silenced by Zhou Chen’s kiss.

Zhou Chen lifted Bai Lian without any further words.

He was certain this woman was deliberately approaching him.

Since Bai Lian harbored ill intentions toward him.

Then he need not be courteous.

"Hmph..."

Bai Lian’s eyes widened; she knew Zhou Chen was lecherous, but never expected him to be in such a rush.

"This might be better, the more lecherous you are, the easier it is for me to control you..."

Bai Lian forced herself to endure the anguish, wanting to perform dark arts to bewilder Zhou Chen’s mind.

Zhou Chen suddenly grabbed her wrist, exerting great force, causing her wrist pain, disrupting the dark arts, unable to perform.

Bai Lian was not worried.

There was plenty of time.

But reality did not meet her expectations.

Quickly.

Bai Lian’s whole body went numb.

She surprisingly couldn’t find an opportunity and couldn’t muster any strength.

Sunrise and sunset.

The universe shifted.

The next day.

Feeling spirited, Zhou Chen left Bai Lian’s room, adjusted his belt, had breakfast with Zhao Shiyong, and rode away with One Rider Breaking the Dust.

"Young Master isn’t taking Bai Lian?"

Zhao Shiyong wondered.

"Someone with hidden intentions; not killing her is already the greatest mercy to her!"

Zhou Chen laughed, feeling cheerful.

Because last night, he gained over ten thousand Wind and Moon Points from Bai Lian.

Free pleasures make me happy.

"Young Master actually played all night."

Zhao Shiyong turned to look at Zhou Chen, smiling sweetly:

"It seems Miss Bai Lian was quite good?"

"Indeed, very good!"

Thinking for a moment, Zhou Chen added:

"Very moist!"

In fact, she was much more than moist.

Bai Lian, like Celestial Fragrance Fairy, possessed a special physique, fitting her name, like a lotus flower.

"Refreshing!"

Zhou Chen couldn’t describe the exhilaration, holding Zhao Shiyong as they raced towards Cyan Cloud Sect.

Just like riding a bicycle, others treasure it, reluctant to ride, he can do so freely, standing up to pedal, without care even if it breaks, as it isn’t his, he isn’t heartbroken.

Free pleasures make me happy!

...

Meanwhile.

"I am not dead yet..."

Bai Lian woke up weakly in the inn, feeling like her bones were broken piece by piece, scanning around with her eyes, Zhou Chen’s figure long gone.

She looked around, unable to feel Zhou Chen and Zhao Shiyong’s presence, her Divine Sense spread out, indeed no one.

Her tear-stained, delicate face turned cold and harsh, noticing Zhou Chen had even left a gift on her.

Her eyes emitted a killing intent.

She took out the gift, carved from mutton-fat jade, with traces of her aura on it.

"Bastard!"

With magical power in her palm, Zhou Chen’s gift turned to powder.

She knew Zhou Chen surely suspected her identity, and then freeloaded off her.

"Zhou Chen, you wait for me!"

Bai Lian seethed with hatred, losing her virginity without gaining anything, taken advantage of.

What a huge loss!

Especially since Zhou Chen never regarded her as someone close.

Just like someone else’s property, played with it without care if it breaks.

To her, it was brutal.

Yesterday she directly passed out.

"I won’t let you go!"

Bai Lian felt Zhou Chen was like a jinx, unlucky upon meeting him.

Last time in Qinghe County’s Wolong Mountain, she set up a plan to kill County Magistrate Chen Fan, but it failed without luring him out, frightened off by Yi Arrow Skill.

Later, upon hearing about Zhou Chen, she realized the arrow was shot by him.

After failing with Chen Fan, she changed targets, successfully advancing to Great Qian White Lotus Sect’s prospective Saintess.

But to become Saintess, the competition was fierce.

Thus.

She thought of Zhou Chen.

She wanted to control Zhou Chen for her purposes.

Just as Zhou Chen was lecherous, and sent on missions, it was her golden opportunity.

For half a month, she prepared for Zhou Chen on his return path, waiting for him to fall into the trap.

Zhou Chen did as she expected and came to the inn, rescuing her like a hero, successfully infiltrating Zhou Chen’s side.

However, she never imagined that Zhou Chen somehow saw through her and, after freeloading off her, fled with his trousers.

"Zhou Chen, Zhou Chen! You wait until I control you, making you lick my toes!!"

Bai Lian’s heart hardened, burning with anger.

She fiercely ran her magical power to heal her torn wounds while destroying everything of Zhou Chen’s without leaving a trace.

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