Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 353 If you want to practice this skill, I will help you xx
Chu Pingsheng leaned behind Dao Baifeng's ear and said, "Well, there's a creaking sound every time he turns over. You really know how to give your son a shot of prevention."

What are vaccinations?
Dao Baifeng didn't know, but she understood the meaning. She turned her head and glared at him: "Lecherous monk."

"Whatever you say, just give me meat."

Without waiting for her to continue speaking, Chu Pingsheng waved his hand, and the wind from his sleeve blew out the oil lamp. The bed curtain also fell, covering the red waves and the spring scenery of mandarin ducks inside.

……

at the same time.

In Xinyang city.

Da da da……

"The sky is dry and everything is dry, be careful about the fire."

The moon was dim, the stars were shining like water, and the night watchman's reminders were mixed with the barking of dogs and the meowing of cats as they walked through the dark alleys. The muffled sound of footsteps was the soldiers from the county government patrolling back and forth, sometimes to the south of the city, sometimes to the north, adding a bit of solemnity to this rather large county in the Central Plains besides the bleakness of autumn.

In a house on the north side of the east city, with candles lit and fragrance wafting, Duan Zhengchun was half lying on the bed with his chest and back exposed, staring fixedly at the graceful and charming woman opposite him.

"Xiao Kang, you know that I have never forgotten you over the years. Whenever I heard the birds and insects whispering outside the door in the dead of night, I thought it was you calling Duan Lang Duan Lang to find me. Last year, I heard that Xiao Feng was killing people in Juxian Manor and you followed the elders of the Beggars' Sect. You can imagine how worried I was. I only regret that I couldn't rush there to protect you."

A woman was standing on the ground in front of the bed, pouring wine with her bare hands. Her hair was as thin as the tip of a bamboo shoot, and her skin was whiter than snow and seemed to have a divine glow.

"Duan Lang, what else can I say? I was so scared that day. I thought I would never see you again in this life."

As Kang Min spoke, she elegantly picked up the azure-glazed wine glass with ice cracks, sat down beside the bed, and almost leaned into Duan Zhengchun's arms.

"Luckily, Monk Kongxu rescued me, otherwise Xiao Feng would have been angry with me for killing Ma Dayuan and would have killed me with one blow."

Duan Zhengchun took the wine glass she handed him, put it to his lips, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Oh, my dear, just listening to you, my hands are already sweaty, feel it." Duan Zhengchun pulled her hand and held it, stroking the smooth back of her hand again and again: "Xiaokang, did Monk Kongxu do anything to you?"

"No, I don't know martial arts, and I haven't offended him. What can he do to me?"

"Well...I mean..."

Duan Zhengchun showed a concerned and embarrassed look, as if he didn't know how to start the conversation.

Kang Min glared at him in reproach and punched the chest of the Prince of Zhennan with her fists: "Duan Lang, what are you thinking? Even if the Emperor of the Song Dynasty or the Khitan Emperor came, it might be easy to kill me, but if they want me to obey them, it is absolutely impossible. Monk Kongxu has no shortage of women around him, one more or one less will not make a difference, why would you embarrass me?"

"Oh...that's true."

Duan Zhengchun felt relieved, thinking that he was worrying too much. Kang Min was nominally Ma Dayuan's wife, and she had never been as persistent towards him as Qin Hongmian, Gan Baobao, and Ruan Xingzhu. It was impossible for Monk Kongxu to know about their relationship and do something as immoral as trying to steal his girl away.

"Come, Xiaokang, let me smell the jasmine on your head."

At noon today, soldiers from Xinyang City passed through the street. The person who shocked him so much that he could not sit still was Kang Min, who had a jasmine hairpin on her head. The two of them met because of the jasmine flower and had a brief love affair.

As soon as she appeared, Qin Hongmian, who was often seen, naturally became a worthless cabbage. She only left a small note for Zhu Danchen and followed Kang Min to the house in the east of the city, where they spent this night of love.

"Duan Lang..."

Kang Min leaned forward, then shyly moved away.

Duan Zhengchun pointed at her and laughed, then got off the bed and pounced forward in his shoes.

Kang Min twisted her waist and he missed.

"Duan Lang, come here..."

Duan Zhengchun pounced again, but Kang Min dodged again and missed again.

"Duan Lang, I'm here."

"Xiaokang, stop running, stop running."

Kang Min circled around the round table, and Duan Zhengchun chased her around the table. The man and the woman circled around the table four or five times, one in front and one behind. Kang Min was finally knocked down by Duan Zhengchun and carried to the bed.

The impatient Prince Zhennan didn't even blow out the candle, he undressed and let down the big red bed curtain.

It was probably a cup of tea, or maybe a stick of incense, when suddenly a scream pierced through the bed, but seemed to be quickly blocked by something. The night watchman who was walking by on the front street tilted his head with a puzzled look on his face. He stood there and listened for a moment, but when he heard no more voices, he shook his head and continued to walk forward, banging the clapper.

Da da da, pong!
"Close doors and windows to prevent fire and theft."

Da da da, pong!
"Close doors and windows to prevent fire and theft."

……

In a blink of an eye, the rooster crowed three times and the sky in the east turned pale.

Squeak.

Kang Min, dressed in a white dress, pushed open the door and walked into the room with a chill of Mid-Autumn Festival. She first placed the exquisite box in her hand on the table, then rolled up the bed curtain and tied it to the green ribbons hanging on both sides.

Lifting the quilt covering Duan Zhengchun, he showed a surprised expression on his face with a faint smile: "Ah, the doctor really didn't lie to me. This medicine is very magical. It only took three or four hours for the skin to grow and heal."

She leaned towards Duan Zhengchun, took away the white cloth that was gagged, and stroked his chest with her fingers: "Duan Lang, do you remember when I gave my body to you, I said what I would do if you betrayed me?"

Duan Zhengchun, who was pale and unable to move, said in hatred: "Kang Min, you are a cruel and ruthless woman, as poisonous as a snake and scorpion, I will kill you!"

Kang Min put her finger on his lips: "Duan Lang, this is what you said. If you betray me one day, I will bite off your flesh bite by bite. I just took a bite now, and you can't bear it? Duan Lang, it turns out that your oath was all a lie." "You...you..."

Duan Zhengchun was so angry that his eyes widened and he gasped: "You might as well kill me."

"How can I bear to do that, Duan Lang? From today on, if you stay with those women again, you will miss me every night."

Kang Min got up from him, combed her hair, walked to the round table and sat down, then picked up the wine from the previous night and took a sip.

"The effect of the medicine will wear off after an hour, so you don't have to send me off. This..."

She patted the exquisitely carved wooden box, her tone mournful, her face full of sorrow: "Inside is your treasure. I wanted to keep it for myself as a souvenir, but think carefully, you are a prince after all. Even if you have betrayed me in this life, I am extremely resentful, but I should not let you end up with a body without a complete body after a hundred years."

"Duan Lang."

She stood up, walked forward, touched his face and said, "From now on, you and I will part ways and live happily ever after."

Kang Min left with a scent of jasmine. Her footsteps became farther and farther away, and finally turned into the sound of horse hooves and wheels rolling over the ground.

Duan Zhengchun gritted his teeth and stared at the exquisite wooden box on the table. What was the meaning of parting ways and living happily ever after? What would he use to make each other happy in the future?
"Kang Min, you are such a vicious woman."

He gasped and called out twice, then quickly stopped talking because he was worried that passers-by would hear him and come into the yard to visit. Not to mention whether they could help him, he would definitely lose face in front of his grandmother.

After all, he was the King of Zhennan of Dali Kingdom and the crown prince of Duan Zhengming.

……

a few days later.

The setting sun is shining, and the lake is warm.

Dao Baifeng sat on a chair in the waterside pavilion on the north bank, watching Duan Yu and A Zi playing chess. The little girl had regretted her move dozens of times from the beginning to now, but even so, she was still defeated by Duan Yu. Not to mention the sesame oil bottle, even a pickle jar could hold two steamed buns if it was hung on her mouth.

A-Bi stood beside her with a frown on her face, occasionally giving her some advice, but it only delayed her defeat, leaving her no chance of turning defeat into victory.

Dao Baifeng finally understood why Duan Yu refused to go back to Dali with her.

Although the living conditions over there are better, there are also many rules. After all, he is the prince of Zhennan and the future heir to the throne, and his every word and action is watched by others. Here, the environment is good, there are many good-looking girls, and every few days there are strange people like the Eight Friends of Hangu who come to pay their respects to his uncle-master. What's more rare is that no one restricts him and he can do whatever he wants.

"No, no, I've never won a game of chess with you, and you, as my brother, don't even know how to let me give in. If dad hadn't said that I'm too erratic and that playing chess can... improve one's character, I wouldn't have learned this from you."

Ah Zi got annoyed and swept the chess pieces all over the floor. Ah Bi picked them up with a helpless look on her face, sorted them into black and white, and put them into two Go jars.

"Sister Zi, am I not giving you enough? In one game of chess, you regretted thirty-six moves. I have never met anyone who plays chess as well as you in my life."

"Humph, there's always a first time for everything." Her anger came and went quickly: "I'm going to go play with my junior brother."

"Sister Zi, let's play another game. I'll let you have six pieces, okay?" Duan Yu quickly called her over and persuaded her with gentle words, because he knew that Ah Zi had lost the game and was very angry. If she went to You Tanzhi this time, she might play a trick on her honest and simple-minded junior brother again, and she couldn't bear it.

Dao Baifeng couldn't help but chuckle when she saw this scene. At this time, her eyes swept across the south bank and saw a figure hurriedly rushing into the house.

The person just now... must be Mu Wanqing, but I don’t know why she looked so anxious.

Could it be related to Duan Zhengchun?
It was agreed before that someone would come to Xiaojing Lake to pick her up and take her back to Dali in two days, but seven or eight days passed in a flash and there was still no sign of Duan Zhengchun, Zhu Danchen and others. She thought that Prince Zhennan and Qin Hongmian were in love and became resentful. She did not go to look for them or ask about them, and together with Monk Kongxu, she cheated on Prince Zhennan every day.

She really guessed it right. Mu Wanqing hurried to find Chu Pingsheng because of the matter of Duan Zhengchun and Qin Hongmian.

"My father and mother... were captured by Duan Yanqing."

"Oh?"

Chu Pingsheng, who was sitting in front of a wooden desk, holding a pen in one hand and rolling up his sleeve with the other, concentrating on copying the calligraphy that Wu Lingjun brought, replied indifferently.

Mu Wanqing looked at his back and wanted to question him, but she knew very well that she had no reason to do so.

Duan Zhengchun and Qin Hongmian are enemies rather than friends of Monk Kongxu. He did not expose the truth that the mother and daughter killed Xuan Du, Hui Jing and the other two at the Shaolin Temple meeting, which was already a way to protect them.

"Please, save them."

Mu Wanqing took two steps forward, wanting to grab his wrist and force him to answer her directly, but she was worried that it would backfire.

Her action disrupted Chu Pingsheng's mood. The tip of the brush paused, leaving a heavier ink spot on the rice paper. He frowned, put the pen on the mountain-shaped pen holder, and looked back at Mu Wanqing.

"Don't worry, Duan Yanqing is going to deal with Duan Zhengchun and won't make things difficult for your mother."

Mu Wanqing shook her head and said, "No, this time is different."

"What's the difference?"

"Among the people who took action is Murong Fu. It is said that they are going to kidnap people and take them to Mantuo Villa in Jiangnan. Li Qingluo might spare my father's life, but my mother, that perverted woman, will definitely kill her."

Chu Pingsheng thought, how dare you call Li Qingluo a pervert? It's as if you and your daughter are normal women.

Mu Wanqing continued, "You know, my mother and I tried to assassinate her before, and she also sent people to Dali to hunt us down. Now that my mother has fallen into her hands, I'm afraid she will die. Now only...only you can save her."

"..." Chu Pingsheng was silent.

Mu Wanqing stared at him for a while, her eyes gradually softened: "Don't you like making deals with people?"

(End of this chapter)