Chaotic World Book-Chapter 539 - 523: Awakening

Zhao Changhe did not want to indulge.

It was neither the time, nor the place, nor the mood... Furthermore, dual cultivation really was useless—it was not a divine skill.

His rough kiss was more like a punishment... knowing she had done little wrong, yet he still wanted to punish her.

Bao Qin heard the muffled groans of her young mistress from inside the room, and even though she was behind a door, she unconsciously covered her eyes.

In fact, the two inside had breathlessly parted, and Tang Wanju’s lips were already bitten and bleeding.

The two looked at each other with complex expressions, and after a long silence, Tang Wanju spoke softly, her tone calm, "I thought you would force yourself on me."

"That would mean I have given up and only want to play without loss," Zhao Changhe turned his head away from looking at her, "Clean yourself and wait, I want to play for many years."

Despite such crude words, Tang Wanju remained calm, gazing at the furnace fire with him, whispering, "If such a day could come."

Such a statement, paired with such a calm tone, left it unclear whether it was an agreement or sarcasm.

Zhao Changhe did not reply but quietly watched the furnace fire until it began to fade.

He rose to his feet, his true qi enveloping his hand, and he actually grabbed the scorching pottery jar, pouring out a bowl of medicinal soup.

Tang Wanju gasped, not knowing whether it was due to the pain in her lips or astonishment at Zhao Changhe’s current strength.

He was too strong...

It wasn’t about not fearing the heat, which was a minor detail, but his true qi was solid and cohesive. Such strength would not even rank last in the Earth List; his power was certainly not of the Human List.

Zhao Changhe himself took a small sip of the medicinal soup to gauge its potency, then nodded and turned to Tang Wanju, "Would you like me to feed you?"

Tang Wanju frowned, thinking if you’re going to feed me, just feed me. How could you ask such a question?

Since he asked, of course, the only answer was, "Yes."

Zhao Changhe froze with the bowl in his hand, his eyes widening.

Tang Wanju sat in the chair, huffing in silence. Her lips were broken, severely wounded, and she couldn’t move.

Unable to resist, Zhao Changhe rubbed her head. Tang Wanju struggled, and Zhao Changhe squatted down, scooped a spoonful of the medicine, blew on it, and brought it to her lips, "Ah~"

Tang Wanju took it into her mouth, her words muffled, "When you see His Majesty, try to persuade him to send troops to support Hebei."

Zhao Changhe continued to scoop and blow on each spoonful, listening to her speak.

Tang Wanju said, "The Wang Family has been plotting rebellion for a long time. Qinghe is different; the private soldiers of the Cui Family alone aren’t enough, and now they have only summoned soldiers from all the cities within their power to assemble at Puyang City. But how many can there be? Moreover, this causes the other regions in Hebei to be left undefended. If Puyang City falls, that will spell trouble..."

Zhao Changhe handed her another spoonful, "If the medicine doesn’t stop your mouth, I’ll try something else and bite you again."

Tang Wanju drank the medicine sulkily and remained silent.

Zhao Changhe silently fed her, and it was unclear whether they were showing affection or being stubborn with each other. When the entire bowl of medicine was finished, Zhao Changhe stood up and suddenly said, "I was just thinking, having a pretty military counselor by my side, wholeheartedly offering strategies and advice, might indeed be a very good experience."

He turned and left the room, seemingly a bit ashamed, "This medicine is quite potent; rest well, I’ll come see you again tomorrow."

Tang Wanju stared blankly at his retreating figure, silently pondering the meaning of his words. She thought for a moment, then suddenly realized.

He truly had the ambition to contend for the throne... only, not necessarily in the guise of the Crown Prince.

And was he trying to recruit her to his side?

For a moment, Tang Wanju was stupefied, staring woodenly as Zhao Changhe ruffled Bao Qin’s head into a bird’s nest, then swiftly bolted away; Bao Qin cursed him from behind as he ran. The scene seemed so distant and disembodied, yet so warm and wholesome, as if it was an unreal image from another time and space.

So much so that she did not even hear clearly what Bao Qin was cursing, "He looks like a big bear, but he’s actually so quick, including the time it took to get dressed and undressed, was that even half a cup of tea?"

Luckily, Zhao Changhe had run off fast, and couldn’t hear it...

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"Please inform Huangfu Shaozong that Zhao Changhe has come to visit."

Zhao Changhe swiftly made his way to the Huangfu Family’s residence. Unlike the direct entry he received at the Tang family, he faced rejection.

Even after announcing his name, the doorkeeper was indifferent, merely lifting an eyelid, "The Young General is not at home."

Zhao Changhe looked around, figured the situation, gave a respectful bow, and took his leave.

He turned and headed for the alley behind the residence, scaling the wall straight into the inner courtyard.

Inside, he indeed heard Huangfu Shaozong’s voice, "Ah, sister, why go out of our way to offend Zhao Changhe, keeping people from seeing you is very rude."

Huangfu Qing’s voice lazily drifted over, "What, he didn’t plant spies in the residence again, as long as you don’t go blabbering about, how would he know you’re here? You really think he’s godlike in solving cases?"

"I think you’re the one who thinks he’s a fool. Given his status in the Worldly Society, even if I really weren’t here, my family would go out to spread the word and call me back."

"Oh, he’s got that much influence now? Can’t tell."

"Sister, you... Sigh! Uh, this palace maid looks unfamiliar..."

"Scram, keep staring and I might just dig out your eyes!"

Huangfu Shaozong scuttled out the door, completely baffled, shaking his head as he left.

Inside, Huangfu Qing’s cold laughter could be heard, "What a charming seducer, everywhere she goes, a crowd of men can’t take their eyes off her..."

Before her words fell, the window was forced open, and Zhao Changhe leapt in.

Then, he too, was spellbound.

Why was Chichi here, dressed in a little palace maid’s outfit...

Huangfu Qing was even more livid, "Sure enough, every man is captivated."

Xia Chichi looked skyward; she honestly didn’t know why she was so appealing to the young men of this generation. Yue Hongling, having been in the Worldly Society for so long, hadn’t had such an effect. Maybe this was simply what they called natural beauty, that one in the plain red dress.

Or, perhaps, it should be said there was another metaphysical factor at play, be it Wang Zhaoqing, Yang Bugui, or Huangfu Shaozong—they were all from official aristocratic families, and she was a Princess.

Thinking of this, she slowly retorted, "If we’re talking about the art of seduction, nobody can compare with some people... They have husbands at home and still go out to steal men, and the men they steal are, nominally, their stepsons."

Huangfu Qing said, "Didn’t the Vermilion Bird Venerable tell you that you have to listen to me while you’re disguised as a palace maid?"

Xia Chichi replied, "There’s no one else here, why should I indulge you?"

"If you don’t get into character now, you’ll give yourself away easily in front of others later. I should report back to the Venerable and cancel this mission."

Xia Chichi bit back her anger, "Your Highness, there’s a thief in the house, let me drive him away for you."

The little palace maid clenched her fists and charged at the thief, only to be instantly embraced by him, handed over on a silver platter.

Huangfu Qing, "?"

Damn it, initially she wanted to show Zhao Changhe a cold face because he sought out Tang Wanju first, but this traitor just delivered himself, making her ploy meaningless.

The Four Symbols Sect has fallen on hard times.

"Why are you here?" Zhao Changhe wasn’t in the mood to think about these romantic affairs, "This getup, you... planning to see him?" frёewebnoѵēl.com

"I don’t know... I don’t know what purpose there is in seeing him."

Zhao Changhe didn’t know what the purpose was either, and he didn’t even know why he wanted to see Xia Longyuan so badly, but he just damn well wanted to see him, or else he’d feel stifled.

Maybe this is what marital unity was all about.

"Clang!" The harsh sound of a tea cup smashing onto the table snapped them out of it, they turned and saw Huangfu Qing with a frosty face, "Zhao, is it that men are all like this once they get what they want?"

Her jealousy was now so blatant and justified, far more refreshing than when she pretended to be the Vermilion Bird, Huangfu Qing suddenly felt exhilarated!

Zhao Changhe quickly explained, "It’s just that Chichi’s situation is a bit sensitive..."

"Sensitive? You mean certain parts of her body?"

When a woman who’s been around the block makes racy jokes, they’re audacious. Xia Chichi blushed, ready to retort, but heard Huangfu Qing continue, "It’s merely a matter of her background, isn’t it? What, you’re not pretending anymore? Brazenly revealing in front of our Sect that Xia Longyuan’s real child is the Holy Daughter? Or do you think you’ve got me wrapped around your finger that I won’t disclose this?"

Zhao Changhe sighed, "Since the Vermilion Bird Venerable has allowed Chichi to enter the palace with you, he must be well aware already. I just didn’t expect the Venerable to be so magnanimous, knowing Chichi is his child and yet not showing a hint of suspicion."

Huangfu Qing felt even better. Of course, the Vermilion Bird Venerable was magnanimous, with foresight and breadth of vision. Keep the compliments coming, quickly.

Then Zhao Changhe continued, "In fact, as of today, I feel there’s no point in hiding this identity anymore."

Now Huangfu Qing was a bit curious, "Why?"

Zhao Changhe indifferently said, "If he doesn’t die, no one can do anything. If he dies, given the instability of Great Xia right now, no matter who becomes Crown Prince, they won’t be able to secure Jiangshan. When that time comes, anyone’s rise to power won’t have anything to do with this identity. Only those who are powerful can prevail."

Huangfu Qing quietly watched him for a while before suddenly asking, "Did you awaken to something after playing around with the Spirit Clan’s Holy Daughter in the Miao Region?"

Zhao Changhe was astonished, "You... How did you know?"

"Ptui, anyone who knows you, and knows you were in the Miao Region, would realize what the Chaotic World Book’s Judgement about Xiang Simeng was implying."

Zhao Changhe fell silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Maybe it has a bit to do with that... But more importantly, I can’t bear it any longer."

Huangfu Qing brightly smiled, "I knew it, you’re destined to be the Four Symbols Sect’s Room Fire Pig."

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