Who gave you permission to refine demons like this?

Lin Sheng was very interested in Wang Chun's proposal, so he agreed to meet with the Benbang Association that Wang Chun had mentioned.

Just a few days later, Lin Sheng arranged to meet the other party at Baozheng Hall and then left the wine shop.

It was time for Lin Sheng to meet He Qianqian, so he went to the brothel instead.

Sure enough, before he even reached the door, he saw He Qianqian again. When she saw Lin Sheng waving at him, she ran over and took his arm.

"Young master, you've finally arrived. I've been waiting for you since early this morning."

"Come on, I'll take you upstairs."

She walked arm in arm with Lin Sheng back to the room, pressed close to him, and her breasts pressed against him without any hesitation.

They were so close that it was difficult to walk. Lin Sheng tried to loosen his grip a few times, but He Qianqian held him down each time. Helpless, he could only let her do as she pleased.

This can be considered a happy kind of trouble.

Back in his room, he took a shower as he had the day before. During the shower, He Qianqian offered to scrub his back again, but Lin Sheng refused once more.

This time, she was a little unwilling to give up, and she clung to Lin Sheng, acting coquettishly, while repeatedly assuring him that there would be no final step.

The effect was indeed good, but in the end Lin Sheng still managed to control himself with the big head.

He sat alone in the bathtub, thinking, "Qianqian is sixteen this year, the same age as me."

Unlike my previous life, it's not uncommon for people to marry and have children at sixteen in this life, but isn't that still too young?

He shook his head. Although he no longer had to follow the old social rules, the ideas were still deeply ingrained in his mind.

In comparison, he felt that his views in his previous life were much better, at least much more advanced than those of this era.

"Never mind, I need to focus on cultivation for now. I'll worry about the rest after I break through."

"There's no rush to get married; we need to improve our strength first."

Lin Sheng got out of the wooden tub, wiped his body clean, changed his clothes, and came out.

As he stepped outside, he saw an excited He Qianqian, who patted the small chair next to her, gesturing for him to sit down quickly.

Lin Sheng smiled and sat down, looking at the abundant dishes on the table, and said, "Qianqian, there's really no need to make so many."

He Qianqian shook her head and picked up some food for Lin Sheng: "Young Master must have had a hard time going up the mountain. How can you not nourish your body properly if you hurt yourself?"

"Here you are, young master, this is deer tendon, please try some."

Just as Lin Sheng was about to use his bowl to catch the food, the other person pressed him down with their other hand, brought the chopsticks holding the food to their mouth, and looked at him with a smile.

"I can actually do it myself..."

"Young master, let's eat."

He tried to lift the bowl, but found that it was being held firmly down by the other person and wouldn't budge.

"This girl looks thin, but she's surprisingly strong."

Lin Sheng didn't want to hurt He Qianqian, so he opened his mouth and ate the food she offered.

Seeing Lin Sheng finish eating, He Qianqian was even happier, and then said, "What else would you like to eat, young master? I'll pick it for you."

"I can do it myself."

Just as He Qianqian was about to say something, she suddenly trembled, her cheeks flushed, and Xiao Sheng said, "Then, young master, you can choose for yourself..."

Lin Sheng held He Qianqian's small hand in his left hand. Seeing that she had calmed down and feeling her fingers wrap around him, he sighed inwardly that this trick was indeed effective.

Over the past two days, he analyzed He Qianqian's personality and discovered that she not only had a slender figure but also a high-attack, low-defense characteristic.

She was bold and direct in her actions, but she became shy once he took action. Therefore, Lin Sheng realized that taking the initiative would actually stop her behavior to some extent.

He Qianqian is undoubtedly a beauty, and in a few years she will surely be dazzling, so Lin Sheng is happy to be with such a beauty.

However, he always maintained a bottom line and a sense of vigilance, because he still couldn't understand why the other party had such a high level of affection for him.

"Even if it's a sugar-coated bullet, it doesn't matter."

"At worst, I'll just eat the sugar coating and fire the cannonballs back. I won't lose anything."

Lin Sheng ate his food heartily, thinking to himself with a sense of peace.

After dinner, He Qianqian sang a few songs for Lin Sheng, and they were all incredibly beautiful.

Her voice is beautiful and captivating, just like a lark's.

When it was time to part, this time He Qianqian did not try to stop him, but instead took Lin Sheng's arm and escorted him downstairs.

"Young master, this is a sachet I sewed for you. It has the effect of helping you sleep. I thought you would use it during your daily cultivation."

He Qianqian took out a small, exquisite sachet from her bosom. It was beautiful and gave off a pleasant scent.

She handed it to him with her cheeks flushed.

Lin Sheng accepted it. He understood her meaning perfectly, but even if she didn't give him the sachet, he could still understand her thoughts through her actions.

Lin Sheng readily accepted the sachet and said with a smile, "It's a really nice sachet. The scent is very similar to Miss Qianqian's."

He Qianqian blushed even more, squeezed Lin Sheng's hand, and whispered, "I covered myself with it all night before giving it to you, young master..."

No? Seriously?

Lin Sheng paused, then carefully tucked the sachet into his bosom.

"I'll be going now, it's getting cold, Qianqian, you should go home too."

"Wait a minute, young master, there's something else I want to tell you."

"What is it?"

As He Qianqian approached, Lin Sheng was about to listen when he suddenly felt a dampness and softness on his cheek.

He immediately realized what had happened and was about to turn around to look at He Qianqian when he found that she had already run up the stairs.

"Please return, young master. I won't bother you any longer this time."

Her voice trembled slightly with shyness.

Lin Sheng touched his face, his hand brushing against the spot where he had just been, and burst out laughing.

Then, bathed in moonlight, she strolled leisurely toward home.

After returning to her room, He Qianqian leaned against the door, patting her chest repeatedly until she calmed down after a long time.

He muttered to himself, "How exciting..."

Holding her burning face, she said, "I hope you won't think I'm being too frivolous, young master..."

"But it's really hard to resist."

Just as He Qianqian was still immersed in her memories, she suddenly realized something and quickly waved her sleeve.

The bowls, chopsticks, and tableware on the table disappeared, and the presence of Lin Sheng in the entire room dissipated, returning to its original state.

She sat back down at the table, took out a book and quietly read it, while also trying to calm herself down.

Before long, a figure appeared in the room; it was Aunt Nan, who had been missing for several days.

Aunt Nan appeared in the room and looked at He Qianqian, who was quietly turning the pages of a book, and said, "Lord Weixin, I'm back."

He Qianqian looked at her: "Aunt Nan is back. How is everything at the church?"

"Everything is fine. Nothing happened at Weixin Workshop, and the other two workshops are also behaving themselves."

He Qianqian said calmly, "It's good that everything at Weixinfang is alright."

"Aunt Nan must be exhausted these days, she should get some rest."

"Yes, Lord Weixin."

Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly said, "Lord Weixin, there is something I need to report to you."

"What is it?"

"According to Lord Long, someone in the imperial court seems to be making some clandestine moves in this area, so we need to be extra careful."

He Qianqian frowned: "Which one?"

"The one who is not valued."

"Did they specify the exact location? And what are they doing in private?"

"No, Lord Long consulted the oracle, but couldn't find anything, only that it could cause some changes."

If possible, please come back with me as soon as possible, lest something untoward happens.

He Qianqian waved nonchalantly, revealing her alabaster-like forearm: "I know, I'll be careful."

"There's no rush to go back; I have my own plans."

Aunt Nan was puzzled, not understanding why Lord Weixin's attitude had changed.

Didn't they say they wanted to leave just a while ago?

However, she didn't ask any more questions. Since Lord Weixin had his own plans, it wouldn't hurt to wait.

He Qianqian appeared to be flipping through a book, but in the candlelight, her mind was filled with the image of Lin Sheng.