Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Chapter 587 I Didn’t Lose Why Punish Me

Two full hours passed.

The distant sky was turning pale, and the hustle and bustle in the city had subsided a lot. The whole world seemed to be shrouded in quiet frost and snow.

And on the huge blood boat floating outside the city, inside the Qiongque Palace.

The quiet abode that originally belonged to Ning Mei's retreat was still very peaceful...

The stunning woman stood with her hands behind her back, her beautiful eyes gazing into the distant morning light. While feeling doubtful and puzzled, she couldn't help but reveal a helpless smile.

Fang Ying never imagined that Chu Hongning would be gone for the entire night! ?

How could this be asking her to accompany him in cultivation? It was clearly asking her to look after her house!

Saint Fang paced back and forth helplessly for a while, tidying up the bedding in the small pavilion, and tidying up Chu Hongning's dressing table and piano table for the umpteenth time.

She suppressed her thoughts and breathed slowly, her expression becoming relaxed again.

He turned around and sat down to play the piano gently, reviewing the music scores of Hong Ning on the desk.

"Osmanthus in the Moon", "Heavenly Fragrance", "Invasion of Wind and Dust", "Water and Cloud Travel"...

Fang Ying smiled. These were all old methods from hundreds of years ago. She had practiced them in her early years, but now her skills were very advanced, and she was also bringing in new ideas and studying new music methods with the help of Zhumai, so she hadn't played or used these for a long time.

The bare hands that were lightly rolling up her sleeves paused for a moment, and the lingering music also subsided.

The woman tilted her delicate head slightly, her dark brows furrowed slightly, and then she plucked a few strings with great emphasis. Then, with her beautiful eyes, she approached and examined the instrument carefully, meticulously fine-tuning the notes of the spiritual harp...

She was really bored, and it was difficult for her to rest or lie down, so she could only play with Hong Ning's dressing table and sachet, and fine-tune all the pianos on the piano stand.

After all, it was her first day with Hong Ning, so she couldn't leave alone.

However, even after Fang Ying had moistened all the fragrant dew... with the Seven Souls Magic, Chu Hongning still did not come back.

By noon, the frost and fog were gradually dissipating.

There were more flying boats flying across the sky and earth, and Yaohua City began to become bustling with new activity.

Fang Ying finally leaned lazily on the bed, flipping through Hong Ning's music score. Then a look of reminiscence flashed in her beautiful eyes, as if she was recalling her own practice in the past.

but……

An extremely rare piece of music made the woman frown.

"Plum Blossom Lane...?"

Fang Ying murmured subconsciously to herself, this is truly a wonderful piece of music that she has never studied before...

The great thing about it is... this thing is used to encourage men.

The music is guided by the spirit and wisdom, which increases Qi, blood, energy and even fighting spirit, and is particularly clever in boosting morale.

But... this was obviously modified by Hong Ning.

Obviously, they focus more on dual cultivation. How can a man have sex with seven women at night? They are as strong as dragons and tigers, with huge arms and swords drawn...

Fang Ying: ???

At this moment, she seemed to understand why Chu Hongning had not returned yet.

Isn’t this looking for trouble for oneself?

She subconsciously lowered her head, her beautiful eyes swept across her skirt, and for a moment she felt it was unbelievable.

Fang Ying was a virgin and had never had sex with a man.

But no matter how she thought about it, it seemed absurd and bizarre.

Zhao Qing was walking in blood-stained clothes, and he was full of energy. Just having sex with him was enough to take care of his wives and concubines.

Even want to help him become more vigorous and powerful...?

Fang Ying subconsciously stuffed the music score of "Plum Blossom" back into her hands. Her previously beautiful eyes were now filled with strange doubts.

She even wondered if Hong Ning had gone astray, and she planned to ask Yue Lian's senior sister to find out whether this was normal or not.

Right now.

The woman's expression changed slightly, she gathered her sleeves imperceptibly, stood up and looked out the window at the snow.

Soon, Chu Hongning pushed open the door.

"Wow... Senior Sister, aren't you going to rest?"

Ning Mei's long black hair was disheveled, and she looked a little disheveled. There were beads of sweat on her nose and chin. Her flawless face was flushed, and her misty smile was charming and enchanting... Her soft smile seemed light and airy.

Fang Ying smiled and said, "No rest."

She turned her head and gently glanced at Hong Ning's current appearance, glancing at the messy skirt and the white and shiny legs without leaving a trace... The veins on the ankles were exposed, and the slightly curled jade toes were trembling.

Even the little boots were lost! ?

Fang Ying wrinkled her nose suspiciously: "Have you been drinking?"

"Well...if you lose, I'll drink. I've drunk quite a bit, all regular liquor and soju, so I'm not afraid~"

There was still a hint of charm in Chu Hongning's smiling eyes. She took out a bathtub from the storage ring, opened the restriction of the room, and prepared to take a bath with the help of water magic.

"Senior sister is not used to it yet, so you don't have to wait for me normally~"

Fang Ying looked surprised and nodded slightly in shock, watching Hong Ning take off her veil, revealing that she was not even wearing a small dress...

How could Junior Sister Hong Ning be such a wanton woman?

"you……"

"Oh, I've been fined."

Ning Mei lightly lifted her slender feet and stepped into the tub. She squatted comfortably in the icy water while laughing and playing. Her pretty face was full of relaxation and satisfaction. She opened her red lips and slowly exhaled in relaxation...

"cough……"

Fang Ying's beautiful eyes suddenly shrank and she coughed lightly. She hurriedly moved her eyes away from Hong Ning's slender waist. On that tight and white waist... there were two small words written crookedly!

It seems that the book was just recorded not long ago.

Zhao...Guang.

It was obviously intended to be about Zhao Qing, but it was not finished.

Not only that!

Fang Ying also smelled some extremely unique scent!

As the Saint of Heavenly Fragrance, she is naturally extremely sensitive to scents and smells.

I only felt that at this moment in the room, in addition to the previous mixed fragrance of the complex perfume sachets, there was also the unique body fragrance of Hong Ning, and even the strong and pungent smell of alcohol... There was also a suppressed and inexplicable but hardly noticeable fishy fragrance!

The essence of Zhao Qing...

Fang Ying closed her beautiful eyes slightly, raised her head and sighed, feeling like she wanted to cry but had no tears.

She is stupid too.

Why do you want to live with Hong Ning?

Wouldn’t it be good to protect and accompany Wang Shuyue and Gu Qinghuan at ordinary times?

It was fine that Hong Ning had returned from her love affair with Zhao Xingxing, but what really made it hard for her to accept was that such a beautiful and generous junior sister could have such a scent between her red lips and sandalwood mouth...

What kind of love maze have I entered?!?

Seeing Senior Sister Fang's helpless expression, Sister Ning's charming smile instantly disappeared from her eyes. She squatted down and immersed herself in the ice-cold bath, obviously feeling a little embarrassed.

She naturally understood what her senior sister had discovered.

She pursed her lips unconsciously, hesitated for a moment, and then whispered soothingly, "The love between men and women is just like that, even if you break it down and crush it, it's just like that... Senior Sister, now that we are about to get into a detailed conversation, things will naturally be different from usual."

"Um……"

Fang Ying hummed a little hesitantly in response, then smiled gently and said, "Nothing, I understand, it's just a little unexpected."

"That's good~"

Ning Mei responded with a relaxed smile, her slender hands lifting up the fine water droplets, which fell on her neck and shoulders, and she casually complained, "I couldn't accept it at first, but I just kissed and embraced the rain, and that was all."

Fang Ying smiled wistfully and shook her head, "I didn't understand love, and I misunderstood you... What happened next? How did it end up like this?"

Her beautiful eyes glanced under the water inconspicuously, indicating that the words written in the spiritual ink book on Hong Ning's waist had not yet dissipated.

"After a long time of dullness, I began to think about getting closer..."

Ning Mei was secretly resentful in her heart, but she seemed unwilling to explain it in detail to Fang Ying.

She was clearly led astray by Qinghuan.

It can’t be said that he was led astray by Qinghuan... It’s just that he entered the house too late. Shuyue, Xiaoyi and Qinghuan have been sisters who have slept with Zhao Qing for more than ten years.

Normally, she would not be shy or try to restrain herself in her bedroom.

Qinghuan is like this, Shuyue is like this, and Xiaoyi is not much different. She even experiences some erotic scenes of the empress and her servants.

If she keeps mumbling about this, how can she have food to eat at home?!

Fang Ying saw Hong Ning smiling happily, but amidst her turbulent emotions, she could feel her deep love for her, which clearly showed that she was secretly jealous of her.

At this moment, I couldn't help but ask curiously: "You... lost the most?"

Fang Ying felt a little distressed and sympathetic at this moment. She gently took out an ice crystal and placed it in the bathtub, intending to help Hong Ning regulate her meridians and blood circulation later.

Hey……

Zhao Guangdu's name is written all over his body. With so many strokes, it's obvious that he's been bullied a lot...

A smile flickered in her red lemon eyes. She casually scooped up the ice crystal from the water, absorbed the spiritual essence and fragrance within, and shook her head lightly: "Qing Huan lost the most, followed by Zhao Qing... Si He and I lost the least."

what! ?

Fang Ying's eyebrows trembled and she was instantly shocked.

You have Zhao Guang written on your waist, and you lost the least?

That was fine, but what really surprised her was...

"Zhao Xingxing is also involved? Si He is also involved?"

Upon hearing this.

Ning Mei was also stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "If Zhao Qing doesn't want to play... who are we going to play with?"

Fang Ying: ...

She was really silenced.

What is walking with Tianxiang, what is walking with blood-stained clothes.

It can be said that all the familiarity that had been built up before collapsed in an instant at this moment.

Fang Ying smiled helplessly in her heart, and thinking that she would have to follow this family in the future, she suppressed her previous surprise and tried her best to understand and accept it.

After all, she has never had a man, so it is normal that she doesn't understand these things.

"How did you lose? Did you recognize the music by its sound? Or did you paint on the spot? Or did you find the meaning in calligraphy?"

Fang Ying gently released her own spirit, helping Hong Ning sort out her restless desires, and asked with a chuckle.

Ningmei had a strange expression on her face, smiling and shaking her head without saying anything.

The woman was suspicious, then suddenly realized something. She smiled helplessly and asked, "Are you betting on drinking? You guys are really something."

No, no.

Chu Hongning raised her delicate head, a hint of mischief flashing across her charming eyes. "Let's drink a cup of wine, or have sex with my husband and see who can last the longest... Or let's cover our minds and close our eyes and kiss randomly. Whoever misses can have a second round..."

Fang Ying's eyes suddenly widened, and she immediately stopped the girl's teasing: "I am the Saintess of Tianxiang, not the Saintess of Yuelian."

Seeing that Senior Sister Fang's face was slightly flushed, Sister Ning asked in surprise and confusion, "Senior Sister also thinks Yue Lian is inappropriate?"

"Of course not, it's just... Ouch! Take a shower quickly!"

Fang Ying opened her mouth to explain, but Hong Ning had already amused her to the point of embarrassment, so she could only make up an excuse and spit.

Of course, she didn't think there was anything wrong with Yue Lian.

But she was a virgin after all, and when she saw those junior and senior sisters pursuing sexual pleasure, she couldn't help but feel that it was a little inappropriate.

In the mortal world, all women are like this, and it has nothing to do with the Tianxiang bloodline.

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Outside the bedroom is the study.

Qin Chuxin didn't bother looking through the sect's jade slips. Instead, he leaned comfortably on the jade couch by the window, listening to the noises inside with curiosity.

When Hong Ning came out of the bedroom earlier, they naturally met and greeted each other.

But Qin Chuxin had no other thoughts about Hong Ning's messy and strange appearance, except for a little surprise.

After all...it's familiar.

They had known each other when Hong Ning had just become a disciple of Tianxiang, a few years earlier than Zhao Qing.

At least we have known each other for more than 20 years. If Wanqiu is included, we have known each other for 40 or 50 years.

Seeing that Chu Hongning had found a home and that life at home was so leisurely and comfortable, she was genuinely happy.

As for what Zhao Qing's family is like...

We have all been in Chu for more than ten years, and just by looking at Qinghuan's sincere face, we can guess roughly what happened.

The whole family consists of servants, ordinary people, orphans, and only Xiaoyi comes from a good family. It is no exaggeration to say that they have a deep love for each other and it is normal for them to enjoy the intertwined passions and extreme pleasure.

And inside the bedroom.

The Dust Sealing Array and the God Concealing Array were fully activated, and layers of cloud curtains covered the windows and coffins...

It was clearly past noon, but the room was still dark and fragrant, mixed with the strong smell of alcohol and the subtle fragrance of desire.

Si He also transformed into the appearance of that young girl, always making her use her royal sister's body to be punished, she couldn't stand it either...

"Hurry up and close your eyes."

"Let's play for another half an hour. When Ning'er is done cleaning up, we can simply wash up and go out for a walk."

The white-haired girl sat on the bed, pulling the messy thin quilt with her slender hands, lightly covering her breasts and slender waist, and couldn't wait to greet him.

Xiaoyi also pulled a corner of the quilt to cover her beautiful legs, and she laughed so hard that she couldn't catch her breath while sweating profusely.

Shuyue hid in the corner holding a plush pillow... Zhao Qing and Qinghuan lost the most and had no right to go to bed. They could only snuggle up to the bed with a thin blanket.

They are certainly not afraid of the cold, nor are they unable to be honest with each other.

But... I've lost too much, so I have to cover up the words on my body.

And everyone's name was decided by voting together... Shuyue Ningmei was fine, the wife wrote "husband" and Ningmei wrote "Zhao Qing".

When she got to Si He, she was severely backstabbed by her family, who unanimously suggested that she write "Dad".

And Zhao Qing is even more outrageous. Although the word "master" is common, it has fewer strokes!

If there are fewer strokes, won’t you be able to write more?

Besides, he lost a lot...

As for Qinghuan's words, there was nothing surprising about them. She was severely whipped by the derogatory term "lust slave".

now.

Shuyue's eyes were tightly closed, and she asked with fear and trepidation, "Has it started yet?"

Suddenly!

The hall was in chaos with loud clanging noises. Shuyue only felt the thin blanket in her hand being pulled. She did not care about the sudden coldness and rushed to her husband according to her instinct!

But Zhao Qing can’t see it either?

The one who is near the water gets the moon first. If not for the pure joy, who else can you be close to?

When Ning Mei was around, they could still defeat two people at once... Now there are only five of them left, who knows who will be the unlucky one.

It's too late, it's faster than that!

A strong wind whistled past in front of him, and Zhao Qing suddenly reached out his big hand towards Qinghuan, but caught nothing!

I only heard a quick moan and struggle...

His happiness was taken away!

Zhao Qing gritted his teeth. He knew without hesitation that Si He had snatched the person away. Who else could have done it so quickly? This was clearly another attempt to make him lose...

Fortunately, he felt the touch of a soft and delicate body again. As Zhao Qing quickly explored it, the other party was also trying hard to respond. It was obvious that they both knew who they were holding.

The soft lips carry the aroma of wine and the slight coolness of the old year.

The black hair in his palm was a little messy, and the woman's charming humming came to his face with her breath.

The next moment, the three formations that obscured the divine consciousness and spirit all dissipated.

Zhao Qing opened his eyes and looked into the beautiful eyes so close to him. He smiled at Xiaoyi affectionately, then hugged her in his arms. They both smiled and looked at Si He...

The white-haired girl's eyes were blurred. She embraced the pure joy and tasted it briefly. She slowly raised her eyes and moved away from her cherry lips. She curled up her legs and looked at the water stains on her slender feet. She looked at Shuyue and said with a playful smile: "Is it delicious~"

The wife's bright eyes were filled with anger. She turned her pretty face away in annoyance and spat softly.

"Continue~"

Si He's smiling order made Shu Yue confused: "Continue...you won't punish me?"

The white-haired girl glanced at Zhao Qing Xiaoyi with a sneer, and raised her slender foot to almost step on Shu Yue's face: "I'll punish you to continue~"

Shuyue frowned slightly, her eyes gazing anxiously at the tender toes before her: "Or should I go find my husband to drink porridge..."

Zhao Qing frowned in surprise: "I didn't lose this round, why are you punishing me?"

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