Fairy, please don't do this!

The room was filled with the flickering candlelight and the aroma of medicine.

Gu Jinzhao carried Jing Shu to the bed and made her lie down on her back. Then he took off his own clothes.

He called out softly, as if seeking her opinion: "Sister Jing."

Jing Shu gave a soft "hmm" in agreement, but her gentle and beautiful face was already flushed, making her look incredibly gorgeous.

Having received permission, Gu Jinzhao slowly lowered his head and kissed those slightly bluish-black thin lips.

A delicate and soft touch came over me, intertwined with a faint fragrance.

His heart fluttered, but his kiss was extremely restrained, merely touching Jing Shu's thin lips, using his true yang fire to dispel her chill.

Feeling the gentleness of the man before her and meeting his caring and tender gaze, Jing Shu's body stiffened slightly, as if a feeling was growing and spreading from the depths of her heart, instantly entangling her entire being.

Memories of these past few days flooded her mind, and her gaze softened.

Is this what it means to be smitten?

Jing Shu couldn't quite describe what this feeling was like.

But she knew that she didn't resist; in fact, she even had an urge to go along with it.

With this thought in mind, Jing Shu subconsciously moved her lips closer together.

This subtle response startled Gu Jinzhao slightly.

Coming to his senses, a tender look appeared in his eyes as he slowly captured those soft, thin lips, savoring the gentle and graceful charm of the woman before him, as delicate as an orchid.

As their lips met, their breaths mingled.

The chilling, piercing poison was gradually suppressed by the True Yang Fire.

The paleness on Jing Shu's pretty face gradually faded, turning into a rosy glow.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

Gu Jinzhao raised his head and looked at the woman in front of him.

She lay on the bed, her body undulating gracefully, her curves exquisite, possessing both the slender beauty of a young girl and the voluptuous charm of a mature woman.

Her eyes were as clear as autumn water, shimmering with light, with a slight red at the corners, lingering with a hint of allure.

Her soft, thin lips had returned to their original pale cherry color, and as they parted slightly, one could see her pearly white teeth and pink, fragrant tongue.

Following her slender, snowy neck downwards, her collarbones were exquisitely carved, and her full breasts were as high and white as a sacred mountain, beckoning one to climb.

Her waist was slender and delicate, barely enough to be grasped in one hand, and her rounded hips and long, fair legs created a stunningly beautiful picture.

Her long, damp hair was spread out on the pillow, with a few strands clinging to her cheeks and neck, adding to her delicate and pitiful beauty.

Does Xiao Chao like me?

For some reason, Jing Shu suddenly blushed and asked.

She didn't know why she asked that question!

I just want an answer!

Or rather, it's about wanting a response to the feelings that have arisen in my heart without me even realizing it.

Gu Jinzhao was slightly taken aback when he met those gentle, beautiful eyes that bore a resemblance to Aunt Ruo's.

After a moment of contemplation, he slowly said, "I am not unaware of your trust and reliance on me these past few days, or even your response in that kiss just now."

"I do have a good feeling about you, but it's not quite love yet."

"Relationships need time to develop, they need to accumulate little by little, and they need to understand and work through each other."

At this point, he gently raised his hand and grasped her slender, delicate hand, enveloping her slightly cool fingertips: "I don't know where this affection will ultimately lead."

"But I'm willing to try to like you, to understand your joys and sorrows, and to understand your thoughts and feelings."

Jing Shu was the Empress Dowager's personal lady-in-waiting, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that her status was second only to the Empress Dowager.

Furthermore, his cultivation level was that of a great cultivator who had reached the third-grade Nascent Soul realm.

But she was, after all, a woman.

Women are generally more emotional in matters of the heart, and they yearn for a perfect and flawless marriage.

It's somewhat regrettable that, as she is now, she is forced to have sexual relations with him due to being poisoned by a demon, thus losing her virginity.

After all, the two of them didn't reach this point naturally or by chance.

Therefore, Gu Jinchao tried his best to soothe the regret in Ping Shu's heart.

Although there is only a good feeling at the moment, it will gradually develop into love in the future, turning this regret into a predestined marriage.

Jing Shu smiled faintly: "Have you said this to other women?"

She knew that Gu Jinzhao had many beautiful women around him, and three of them lived in the Gu residence.

Furthermore, he also had some complicated entanglements with Luo Yirao, the widow of the late emperor.

Otherwise, the other party would not have accompanied Gu Jinzhao to the Western Territory.

In addition, Gu Jinchao's relationship with the Empress is also somewhat special.

Otherwise, the Empress would not allow him to sleep on the phoenix bed where he usually rests.

"Sister Jing is the first one."

Gu Jinzhao said with a serious expression.

After saying that, she slowly bent down, buried her head in the slender, snowy neck, and gently kissed the smooth, white skin covered with dark blue-black demonic poison patterns.

As the true yang fire soothed it, the demonic poison was quickly suppressed, and the icy chill instantly melted away.

Feeling the warmth of his lips, Jing Shu's cheeks flushed even more, and her slender hand instinctively grabbed his arm: "Then will I still be your sister?"

Gu Jinchao kissed her delicate collarbone, inhaling the intoxicating fragrance of her skin and hair: "She is my sister, and also my woman."

Jing Shu's beautiful eyes rippled, and she felt her cheeks and ears burning: "Actually, I didn't want you to take responsibility."

Gu Jinzhao raised his head and couldn't help but grasp that soft hand in his: "Why?"

Jing Shu's delicate body trembled slightly, and her breathing gradually became erratic: "Because... you only did this to save me."

"Then they should also take responsibility."

Gu Jinchao gently placed a soft, slender leg on his arm.

Jing Shufang's heart fluttered, and she couldn't help but purse her lips: "Then what about them?"

Who are they referring to?

Naturally, it was Mu Yiren and her two companions.

I will not let them down.

"Sister Jing is the same."

Gu Jinchao gazed at the gentle and beautiful woman before him and said frankly, "Actually, my marriage destiny is a bit special; it's a rare peach blossom destiny."

"It is my destiny to incur many emotional debts, which will one day turn into a peach blossom calamity, dragging me into the abyss."

Since his trip to the Corpse Demon Cave, he has come to understand many things.

Especially his own romantic troubles.

At first, he wanted to jump ship!

Later, I discovered that Lin Qingci and Mu Yiren were on my second playthrough, and realized that this plan was not feasible, so I let nature take its course and did not try to win them over.

But now, Gu Jinzhao knows that this won't work.

Because deep down, he wanted to have a harem.

To think without doing is to go against one's conscience.

Such a state of mind cannot be improved, and cultivation will naturally stagnate, ultimately leading to the complete failure of the armor-layering plan.

Therefore, Gu Jinzhao decided to take the initiative.

The first step he took was to give Xiao Qingyi the hairpin at the lantern festival that day.

Jing Shu asked instinctively, "Am I one of them?"

Gu Jinzhao said, "I don't know either."

"But one thing is certain: there is a predestined connection between us."

"Sister Jing, you might as well regard this outbreak of demonic poison as a bridge to bring this marriage together."

As he spoke, he leaned down and gently pressed himself against her...

Chapter 339, The Blooming of the Serene Beauty [Part 2] (3K)

The candlelight flickered softly, like a graceful flower blooming within it, revealing a charming and captivating beauty.

Jing Shu lay supine on the bed, her flawless face flushed red. She clutched the brocade quilt tightly in her hands, her brows furrowed slightly, revealing a trace of pain.

Gu Jinchao leaned down slightly and kissed those soft, thin lips.

Feeling his tenderness and consideration, Jing Shu's brows relaxed, and a hint of affection appeared in her beautiful eyes. She instinctively wrapped her slender hands around his neck and returned the kiss.

Her lips parted slightly, releasing a sweet fragrance like orchids.

Gu Jinzhao couldn't help but tighten his embrace around the delicate body, absorbing her gentle charm.

Lips and teeth intertwined, breaths mingling.

They only reluctantly separated when they felt suffocated.

Gu Jinzhao raised his head and asked softly, "If Sister Jing feels better, I will begin to exorcise the demonic poison for you."

Jing Shu blushed and gave a soft "Mmm" in response.

Gu Jinzhao immediately stopped hesitating, put his left arm around her slender waist and his right hand on her soft calves, leaned down slightly, and began to channel the cold and poisonous energy in her meridians.

"The True Yang Fire is extremely Yang and vigorous. Will Sister Jing feel any burning pain?"

"Won't."

Jing Shu shook her head, her gentle voice trembling slightly.

At this moment, her expression was dreamy, and her eyes, like autumn water, were half-closed, as if veiled by a hazy spring breeze.

As the true yang fire steamed, the demonic poison in her body turned into glistening beads of sweat that overflowed from her skin, giving her fair, creamy skin a crystalline glow.

A few strands of damp hair clung to her temples and the sides of her snow-white neck, resting on her full, high breasts, trembling and swaying gently with her breath.

Her fair, slender legs, which were being lifted up, were slightly tense, her flawless feet curled up, and her five toenails, which were not adorned with nail polish but shimmered with a pale cherry blossom color, gleamed alluringly in the candlelight.

"That's good."

Gu Jinzhao breathed a sigh of relief and began to slowly circulate the True Yang Sword Technique.

He was genuinely afraid that the Xuanming Demon Poison would go out of control and fight against the True Yang Fire within Jing Shu's body.

In that case, Jing Shu would probably explode and die.

Just then, the intoxicating flush on her face receded rapidly like the tide, turning into an almost sickly pale white.

Her gentle and charming demeanor, which was just moments before full of springtime vitality, has completely turned into indifference.

"Let me go."

Jing Shu stared coldly at Gu Jinzhao, her eyes devoid of shyness or emotion, only revealing a gradually emerging scarlet ferocity.

Gu Jinzhao's heart sank, and he instantly understood.

The demonic poison began to freeze Jing Shu's emotions and desires, attempting to strip her of her human senses.

Suddenly, Aunt Ruo's words came to mind: "The most intense passion is needed as a catalyst to ignite the frozen emotions and desires in order to preserve her humanity."

The most intense fire of passion?

Gu Jinzhao's eyes narrowed, and without further hesitation, he suddenly picked Jing Shu up from the bed.

The next moment, he pushed the True Yang Sword Technique to its limit.

Within their dantian, the true yang fire instantly transformed into a raging inferno, engulfing them both.

"Well--!"