Body Refinement for Longevity: From Health Cultivation Exercises to Overcoming All Techniques

That night, the moon was bright and the stars were few.

In a deserted corner of the inner city of the imperial palace, Chen Han stared blankly at Zhuge Rushuang, who was lightly made up, stunningly beautiful, and dressed in a long dress.

Zhuge Rushuang's face showed anger, "Why did you make me dress like this? I already told you, there's no way I would ever seduce you."

"No need. You don't need to speak. Just ask the Third Prince to let you into the secret shrine in the palace."

As he spoke, Chen Han took out a delicate little box and handed it over.

Zhuge Rushuang took it. "Making a request directly? Wouldn't the Third Prince kick me out?"

Then, she curiously opened the small box that Chen Han had given her.

Inside was a piece of black gauze fabric, which felt like a cicada's wing and was as soft as silk. When she picked it up, it revealed its true form.

These are sheer black stockings that, if worn, would tightly cover the entire body from the lower abdomen to the toes.

Zhuge Rushuang was incredibly clever, and she immediately gave it up. This item was probably a sensual item worn by women in brothels to seduce men. Instantly, her face flushed red, and her gaze towards Chen Han was full of shame and annoyance.

She gritted her teeth, her breath ragged at the thought of herself wearing it. "Is that what you mean?"

"Aren't you not good with words? Wear this, and even if you don't say a word, the Third Prince will be completely captivated by you."

That's right, this was Chen Han's idea. These so-called black stockings were actually black silk stockings. They didn't exist in this era, but there were similar items. Chen Han decided to go all out and had a specialist make a pair according to Zhuge Rushuang's proportions.

The reason Zhuge Rushuang was made to wear a long skirt was precisely to highlight the effect of the black stockings.

"You... how could you even think of that..."

Zhuge Rushuang rarely showed a hint of girlish shyness.

"This is the only way I can do it. I really need to know about that serpent, so I have no choice but to trouble Miss Zhuge."

Chen Han bowed his head and clasped his hands in apology.

"You..." Seeing this usually arrogant and domineering man being so polite now, Zhuge Rushuang hesitated for a long time before sighing and giving in, "Fine, I'll help you this time, but this is a one-time thing."

Chen Han cupped his hands in thanks again, "Then thank you, Miss Zhuge."

Zhuge Rushuang nodded, then turned her gaze, "There's something I need to clarify. Does that so-called 'demon' really exist? Isn't that just something used to fool children in folk tales? What do you want to do with it?"

"Demons certainly exist. I once escaped right under their noses, otherwise I wouldn't have gone to such great lengths to search for them."

Chen Han said seriously, "As for what we need it for, you shouldn't know that. You'll find out when the time comes."

Zhuge Rushuang's eyes flickered, and she remained silent for a moment, lost in thought. However, it was clear that after receiving Chen Han's definite answer, she had also developed a great interest in this item.

"Okay, I understand. Then wait here for a moment, and I will come to find you after I receive the news."

"Yes, be very careful, and... take this with you."

Chen Han took out a yellow talisman and handed it to Zhuge Rushuang.

The latter was taken aback, her beautiful eyes narrowing slightly as she looked at Chen Han with a subtle expression. "You're a fortune teller?"

Chen Han's lips twitched. 'It seems mortals' understanding of talismans is still at this stage.'

"Keep this with you. If you encounter any problems that you can't solve, burn it. I will come immediately."

This talisman is an extremely simple sensing talisman to make. Simply draw simple runes and infuse them with your own spiritual energy, and the two will communicate with each other. If one is burned, the other will sense it and produce an anomaly.

Chen Han didn't want his partner to fall into enemy hands or even die, so giving her this item was a backup plan.

After all, it's a cooperative relationship. If the other party is in trouble and you don't help them, or even try to escape on your own, that would be rather unethical.

Zhuge Rushuang glanced at Chen Han in surprise, thinking that this person was not as cold and ruthless as he appeared on the surface. Regardless of the outcome, it was rare for him to have such a heart.

Just before leaving, Zhuge Rushuang suddenly remembered something, her breath sweet and her face flushed, and she asked without turning her head.

How do I wear this?

"Put your underwear on however you like, or I can help you if you don't know how."

"roll!"

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The residence of the Third Prince.

"My lord, Zhuge the Divine Constable requests an audience."

The somewhat haggard and lewd third prince had two women on his left and right, embracing two enchanting bodies, and watching the scantily clad, voluptuous prostitutes swaying their hips, feeling extremely pleased.

He's only in his thirties, but his physique is worse than his fifty-year-old father's. Anyone who looks at him can tell that he indulges in excessive sexual activity and has no self-control.

Suddenly a servant came to report, and one sentence caught his attention.

"Zhuge Rushuang, what is that woman doing here looking for me in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"

"I do not know, but I saw that Miss Zhuge came alone."

Did you come alone?

The third prince pondered for a moment, then smiled, appearing even more lewd.

"Please come in quickly, and bring him before me. All of you, please step back."

Everyone left, leaving him alone in the hall.

Before long, Zhuge Rushuang, dressed in a white dress, appeared in front of the Third Prince. Her face was as cold and beautiful as ever, like an ice queen. The difference was that her snow-white face had a light blush on it, which meant that she had dressed up specially.

Upon seeing this, the Third Prince's eyes lit up, and a certain idea in his mind grew stronger.

"Could it be that Miss Zhuge has finally realized that she's hit a bottleneck in her career and that only by attaching herself to this prince can she advance to the next level?"

Judging from this, it must be—

Suddenly, a black figure caught his eye, causing him to freeze in his tracks and freeze in shock.

He noticed that Zhuge Rushuang casually revealed a bit of her long legs, which were covered in black stockings, through the slit in her skirt.

Zhuge Rushuang was already tall and fair-skinned. Because she had practiced martial arts since childhood, her legs were long and shapely, often making people unable to look away.

Moreover, Zhuge Rushuang is usually either handling cases or dealing with the affairs of the Six Doors, and most of the time she wears black tight-fitting clothes, so her legs can't be seen at all.

At this moment, she not only wore a long skirt, but also secretly wore this sexy item on her leg. What man in the world could resist such temptation?

Now, Zhuge Rushuang has come to see him alone dressed like this, the meaning of which is self-evident.

"I never imagined that the usually aloof and cold-hearted Detective Conspirator would be so different."

The Third Prince swallowed hard, his heart pounding with excitement, his gaze lingering on Zhuge Rushuang's legs, his eyes practically popping out of their sockets.

But at this moment, Zhuge Rushuang felt ashamed and disgusted. She could no longer hold back and pulled her legs back into her skirt.

The Third Prince then realized what was happening, gave an embarrassed smile, and asked, "Constable Zhuge, have you come looking for me so late? Have you come to your senses? As long as you become my personal bodyguard, wealth and glory will be within your grasp."