Peach Blossom Mountain Liu Jiaxiu's Biography

Chapter 1189 Duan Yuwei's Plan
After the dinner, Lu Yuzhu, Zhou Xuetang and Xiao Ningxue did not say goodbye and leave as Liu Changxu expected, but went straight to their rooms in Ziwei Palace. They looked so familiar with each other that it was obvious that they had a very close relationship with Duan Yuwei.

When she followed his wife Duan Yuwei into her bedroom, as soon as she stepped in, his eyes widened instantly, his face full of surprise.

Zi Ling and the other eight maids stood gracefully, like eight flowers blooming in the moonlight. They were dressed in thin gauze clothes, with delicate silk threads embroidered with elegant patterns, which shimmered under the light. The edges of the gauze clothes were swaying with their slight breathing and movement, just like grass spikes in the wind.

The vaguely visible gauze clothes not only failed to completely cover their graceful figures, but also perfectly outlined their curvaceous contours. The maids' skin, set off by the gauze, was as delicate and moist as mutton-fat jade, with a hint of seductive luster. Their faces, eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and their eyes were like a clear spring, revealing agility and shyness; their noses were straight and straight, their lips were red without any makeup, and the corners of their mouths were slightly raised, with a gentle smile just right.

Such a scene makes the entire bedroom seem to be covered by a layer of beautiful gauze, filled with an ambiguous and charming atmosphere.

Liu Changxu was really shocked by the scene. His eyes were full of astonishment. He cast a puzzled look at Duan Yuwei, hoping that she could give an explanation.

However, Duan Yuwei seemed not to notice her husband's inquiring gaze, and she did not even glance at him. She turned slightly and gracefully, facing Zi Ling and other maids, and said with unquestionable majesty in her tone:
"Zi Ling, why don't you come over and help your husband to rest."

"As you command, slave girl!"

Zi Ling took the lead in responding, her voice was gentle but respectful. As soon as she finished speaking, eight maids moved lightly, their skirts billowing like waves, and they gathered around Liu Changxu gracefully. Their hands were as white as jade, with slender fingers. They gently and skillfully reached out to Liu Changxu and began to unbutton his clothes and take off his outer robe.

Liu Changxu stood there, his body stiffened instinctively at first, then gradually relaxed. His eyes changed from initial astonishment to realization, with a hint of helplessness and bitterness.

He already knew clearly in his mind that Duan Yuwei wanted to use him as a "stud" and use these women and the children that might be born in the future to tie him firmly to Xuantian Sect. This intention was nothing short of "sinister". Thinking of this, he sighed in his heart, with a hint of complicated emotions in his eyes. It seemed that his backyard was about to catch fire.

Of course, Liu Changxu was not a soft persimmon that could be manipulated by women at will. As a powerful person in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, his pride had already been integrated into every inch of his bones.

At this moment, facing the maids who were touching him wantonly, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

He opened his thin lips and uttered a cold word "Ding". Although the voice was not loud, it seemed to carry endless majesty and power.

In an instant, the air in the entire room seemed to freeze, and the maids seemed to be cast under a spell. Their movements came to an abrupt stop, and they maintained their original postures, like wooden carvings or clay sculptures. Not even a finger could move, and there was still a lingering smile on their faces, but they were completely frozen.

Then, Liu Changxu's eyes were fixed on the stunned Duan Yuwei. He stretched out his slender right hand with distinct joints, opened his five fingers slightly, and gently probed through the air. An invisible force instantly enveloped Duan Yuwei. She felt her body lighten, and she floated uncontrollably towards the big bed. With a "bang", Duan Yuwei was thrown hard onto the soft big bed. She widened her eyes, and her chest rose and fell violently. It was obvious that she had not yet recovered from the incident.

Liu Changxu walked towards the bed step by step, each step was steady and powerful, as if stepping on Duan Yuwei's heart. This time, he was determined to punish this repeatedly disobedient woman and let her know how powerful he was.

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Early the next morning, Lu Yuzhu, Zhou Xuetang and Xiao Ningxue came to Duan Yuwei's bedroom door together, intending to pay their respects to their master. However, they found that not only was the door closed, but there was also a colorful restriction at the door. Judging from the fluctuations of the magic power of the restriction, it was obviously done by a strong person in the Tribulation Crossing Stage!
Lu Yuzhu immediately said with some confusion:

Lu Yuzhu immediately said with some confusion:

"Master, what happened today? Why is he still sleeping in?"

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Ningxue quickly said:
"The bedroom door is closed. Master and Grandmaster must be resting. Let's not disturb them. Let's go!"

"All right!"

Lu Yuzhu instantly thought of something and her face turned red with embarrassment.

Seeing the little sister like this, Zhou Xuetang couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Big sister, look, the third sister is actually laughing at me!"

Lu Yuzhu said dissatisfiedly:

"Okay, let's go!"

Xiao Ningxue felt helpless towards these two junior sisters. They had already lived for a thousand or two thousand years, yet they still acted like little girls.

However, what Xiao Ningxue and the other two girls had never expected was that the door of their master's bedroom had been closed for more than a month and had never been opened.

They wanted to ask their master Duan Yuwei's maids, but found that all eight maids, including Zi Ling, were missing.

Zhou Xuetang, who has always been impatient, wanted to break in several times to find out what was going on, but was stopped by Xiao Ningxue.

It was not until one morning two months later that the tightly closed door of Duan Yuwei's bedroom was opened.

Liu Changxu strode out of the room with big strides, then nodded to Xiao Ningxue and the other two girls who wanted to meet their master, and left without looking back. Afterwards, he took the teleportation array and returned directly to Penglai Island.

When Xiao Ningxue and the other two girls hurriedly entered their master's bedroom, the scene before them was like a heavy hammer, hitting their hearts hard, bringing unprecedented shock.

Their most respected master, Duan Yuwei, was now lazily reclining in the middle of the bed. Her hair was spread out like ink, with a few strands of hair falling on her blushing cheeks, adding a bit of laziness to her charm.

Beside Duan Yuwei, Zi Ling's eight personal maids were lying in a mess. Usually, these maids were well-behaved and polite, but now they were disheveled, with large areas of white jade-like skin exposed, shining faintly under the dim light in the room.

Xiao Ningxue's eyes widened, and she subconsciously raised her hand to cover her mouth, her eyes full of disbelief. Zhou Xuetang stood there in a daze, opening her mouth, wanting to say something, but couldn't utter a word for a long time. Lu Yuzhu, who had always been a bit innocent, instantly blushed, and she turned her head away in panic, twisting her hands in front of her body.

Just as the three girls were stunned by the scene before them, and were at a loss as to what to do, Duan Yuwei on the big bed spoke slowly:

"Why haven't you gone back yet?"

Xiao Ningxue calmed down, stepped forward and replied respectfully:

"Master, we originally wanted to say goodbye to you and then go back, but we never thought that we would have to wait until today."

Duan Yuwei nodded gently, her expression relaxed a little, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile:
"Well, I think you three are thoughtful and still think of me as your master. But in the future, you don't have to do this. Your master and I practice together, and it usually lasts for some time. If we encounter such a situation again in the future, you will know the reason and can make your own arrangements. You don't have to waste time waiting here."

When she said this, Duan Yuwei half leaned against the bed, her posture relaxed. However, her thoughts were completely far away, and she kept recalling the powerful strength that her husband had shown when they were practicing dual cultivation.

The scenes played in her mind like a revolving lantern, making her feel that the thousands of years she had spent before were a waste of time. It was not until this moment that she truly realized how much shocking and wonderful experience she had missed in the past.

After experiencing it herself, Duan Yuwei had a thorough understanding of her husband's true strength. Although she was a strong man in the middle stage of the Tribulation Crossing and a top existence in the world of immortal cultivation, she had no power to fight back in front of her husband, whose cultivation was obviously worse than hers. She was as weak as a little lamb at the mercy of others. That feeling of powerlessness and submission was deeply imprinted in her heart.

When Xiao Ningxue and the other two heard what their master said, they quickly said goodbye and left!

After the three girls left, the eight girls of Zi Ling quickly got up and put on their clothes. They were the most embarrassed when the three girls were here!