Fairy, please don't do this!

Gu Jinzhao's gaze fell on that blushing, exquisite face. As if he had thought of something, he asked, "By the way, Sister Jing, do you have any ice silk stockings?"

Jing Shu was taken aback, then nodded: "Yes, why are you suddenly asking about this?"

She bought some things for the Empress when we were shopping for her before, but she hasn't worn them yet.

Gu Jinzhao smiled and said, "Then, can Sister Jing wear it?"

Jing Shu's cheeks flushed even more: "Why...why?"

"This will make Sister Jing feel even more ashamed and make her desire even more intense."

Gu Jinzhao embraced her soft, delicate body and leaned down to whisper in her ear, "Only in this way can we better resist the freezing of humanity by the seed of demonic poison."

His words sounded grand and dignified, but his smiling eyes clearly concealed a different kind of thought.

Jing Shu asked in a low voice, "Does Xiao Chao like these ice silk stockings?"

She knew that this item existed solely to please men.

That's why it became popular among the wives of officials.

Gu Jinzhao said softly, "I just wanted to see what Sister Jing would look like wearing ice silk stockings."

Jing Shu bit her lip, feeling shy, but still nodded gently.

Immediately, he took out an exquisite brocade box from his storage ring and opened it.

Inside, neatly folded, were a pair of jade-colored silk stockings, their texture as light and thin as cicada wings, with a soft luster.

With her back to Gu Jinzhao, she carefully put on her stockings.

The cool, silky feel of the ice silk stockings clung to the skin, making the flawless white legs appear even more slender and shapely, adding a touch of alluring mystery.

Gu Jinchao suddenly noticed another piece of clothing in the brocade box and couldn't help but wonder, "Why is there another piece of clothing?"

Jing Shu followed his gaze, her face flushing even deeper, and whispered, "When I bought the ice silk stockings for Your Highness before, I bought almost all the styles."

"The Lady E of Jinlu Pavilion specially sent a dress, saying it was a newly made style called a cheongsam."

Gu Jinzhao's eyes lit up: "Then can Sister Jing wear a cheongsam?"

He had seen An Wanxi, Yuechu'e, and Yu Fengzhi wearing cheongsams.

An Wanxi is charming and alluring.

Yuechu E was elegant and graceful.

Yu Fengzhi is as charming as fire.

I imagine Jing Shu would look quite different in that outfit.

Jing Shu met his burning gaze, her cheeks and ears burning, but she still gave a soft "hmm" and took the cheongsam out of the brocade box.

It was a light blue cheongsam made of fine brocade.

The dress is embroidered with delicate orchid patterns, and the collar, cuffs, and slits are trimmed with silver, making it exquisite yet elegant.

Jing Shu turned her back and slowly unfolded her cheongsam, wrapping it around her exquisite figure.

The high collar accentuated her long, swan-like neck, while the cinched waist highlighted her slender figure, and her rounded, full hips resembled a ripe peach.

The skirt was slit up to mid-thigh, revealing flawless legs encased in silk stockings.

"Does this... look good?"

Jing Shu turned around and stood in front of Gu Jinzhao, asking with a slightly shy expression.

Gu Jinchao's gaze was fixed on her, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "Sister Jing looks so elegant and charming in her cheongsam, like a lady who has stepped out of the misty rain of Jiangnan, or a quiet orchid blooming under the moon."

"loquacious."

Jing Shu gave him a look that seemed both angry and shy, but a faint smile curved her lips.

To be honest, this is the first time I've heard such praise, and the first time I've ever seen a man dressed in such revealing clothes.

A wave of shame surged through me, yet it was mixed with a hint of indescribable joy.

A woman should look good to those who please her.

So this is what it tastes like.

Just then, a chilling cold suddenly erupted, like a winter icy tide, instantly sweeping through every part of the body.

Jing Shu's body stiffened abruptly.

Her cheeks, which had just been flushed with charm and shyness, lost their color at a visible speed, replaced by an almost sickly pallor.

The gentle, watery light in her eyes quickly froze and dissipated, finally turning into coldness and ferocity.

Gu Jinzhao's heart skipped a beat. He immediately stepped forward and grasped her cold hand. After sensing it for a moment, he frowned and said, "The seed of demonic poison has begun to devour your humanity again."

"We need to continue..."

Jing Shu stiffly looked up at him, biting her lower lip tightly: "If the seed of demonic poison cannot be contained, I will truly become a demon. Kill me today to prevent me from causing harm to the world in the future."

"It's better to die at your hands than to be killed by someone else."

Gu Jinzhao shook his head: "Jing-jie, don't talk nonsense."

"Although the seed of demonic poison is insidious and strange, it is not impossible to suppress."

At this point, he changed the subject, deliberately teasing, "Besides, Sister Jing has only just gotten my body, does she already want to shirk responsibility?"

Jing Shu blushed slightly and pinched the soft flesh on his waist: "Xiao Chao, you should be in charge."

Gu Jinzhao blinked and pulled her into his arms: "I will not only take responsibility, but I will also marry Sister Jing in the future."

"So you can't become a demon."

"Otherwise, our children might become half-demons."

Jing Shu felt extremely shy, and the blush on her face deepened: "What half-demon? That sounds awful."

"Then let's not have a half-demon, but a daughter as beautiful as Sister Jing."

Gu Jinzhao smiled.

He knew time was of the essence; he had to ignite that frozen emotion with the most intense passion before she completely lost her humanity.

His gaze swept over the bronze mirror on the dressing table, and a thought suddenly struck him.

He suddenly picked up Jing Shu and sat her on the sandalwood chair in front of the dressing table.

In this way, Gu Jinzhao had his back to the bronze mirror, while she was facing the mirror and could clearly see her own face.

He took a deep breath and said very seriously, "Sister Jing, you can do it yourself this time."

Jing Shu's eyes trembled slightly, a wave of indescribable shyness rising in her heart: "I...can I do it myself?"

Seeing that his straightforward words had worked, Gu Jinzhao leaned closer, burying his face in her delicate collarbone, pressing against her beautiful chin, and gradually kissing her moist lips:

"Only by taking the initiative can one truly experience that intense passion and ignite the frozen emotions deep within."

Jing Shu stared blankly at him, then looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes gradually turning crimson.

The demonic poison was slowly eroding her consciousness, and the bloodthirsty urge to kill grew stronger and stronger.

But deep in my heart, there seems to be a faint glimmer of light, struggling desperately.

That was an obsession with not losing humanity, a tenderness that didn't want to betray his feelings.

Jing Shu struggled to suppress the chill brought on by the demonic poison, pursed her lips, and said somewhat awkwardly, "But I... can't."

"Jing put her hands on my shoulders."

Gu Jinzhao stroked the jade-like leg covered in ice silk stockings with his left hand, feeling the cool and silky smoothness of the stockings and the warmth and delicacy of the skin.

His right hand covered her beautiful buttocks, which were hidden by the cheongsam, and his hands found them plump and bouncy, which made his heart flutter.

Jing Shu gently raised her delicate hand and placed it on his shoulders: "And then?"

Gu Jinzhao gently held the crystal-clear earlobe in his mouth and explained the detailed process: "Then, do it like this first... then do it like this... and finally you can begin to exorcise the demon poison."

"Is that so...?"

Jing Shu's delicate body trembled slightly. Then, she gritted her teeth and, using the support of his shoulder, slowly raised her waist.

Gu Jinzhao took the initiative to put his arm around her waist: "During the process, I will use the Yang Sword Technique to soothe the demonic poison with the true Yang fire, just like before."

"We need to first force out the demonic poison that is rooted in your body and soul, and then suppress the seed of the demonic poison."

"Otherwise, as long as the demonic poison persists, the seeds of the demonic poison will erupt again and again."

"In that case, I'm afraid even though we are cultivators, we won't be able to handle it."

"I know... what to do."

Jing Shu bit her lower lip lightly and slowly sat down.

Chapter 341, Aunt Ruo Takes the Place, Filial Piety Today [Part 1] (3K)

In front of the dressing table, Jing Shu's current appearance was reflected in the bronze mirror.

Her face was as pale as paper, yet it glowed with an alluring blush.

Her gaze was icy cold, yet also tinged with a crimson flame of desire.

She maintained her straddling posture with her knees bent, the neckline of her light blue cheongsam slightly open, revealing a section of her delicate collarbone, her fair and full breasts trembling with her slightly rapid breathing.

Her slender waist swayed gently like a willow in the breeze, causing the fabric at the waist to cling to her skin, outlining the alluring curves of her waist and hips.

"Sister Jing looks beautiful in a cheongsam."

"When you perform exorcisms in the future, could you wear these clothes and show them to me?"

Gu Jinzhao raised his head slightly and kissed away the glistening beads of sweat that had seeped from her collarbone due to the heat of true yang.

Jing Shu's body trembled, her cheeks flushed even more, and her slender hands gripped his shoulders tightly, her fair fingers almost digging into the skin of his back: "As long as Xiao Chao likes it... I'll wear it for you to see."

"In that case, you can't go back on your word in the future."

A smile flashed in Gu Jinzhao's eyes as her right hand moved up her slender waist, gradually grasping that maternal love.

He made this request not merely to satisfy his own desires, but to ensure that Jing Shu always remembered the close bond between them, so as not to give the seed of demonic poison any opportunity to take advantage.

Jing Shu tilted her head slightly, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes were misty with tears: "I promised... and I will not go back on my word."

Her graceful and charming appearance, a blend of elegance and allure, is breathtakingly beautiful.

Gu Jinzhao felt a surge of warmth in his heart and couldn't help but tighten his arms, holding that soft and delicate body even closer: "Jinlu Pavilion has produced a lot of new nightgowns, as thin and transparent as gauze, with very low necklines."

"There were also various kinds of undergarments and panties, as well as a type of embroidered shoes called high heels."

"When I return to Yujing, I will buy it and give it to Sister Jing..."

Jing Shu felt her cheeks and ears burning as she imagined herself wearing those revealing clothes: "How do you know... about these women's things?"

"Of course I heard it from others."

Gu Jinzhao coughed lightly, his hands sliding down her exquisite waist to caress her plump, beautiful buttocks, feeling their softness and elasticity.

Jing Shu looked down at him: "Did they wear these for Xiao Chao to see?"

"They" naturally refers to the women in the Gu residence.

Gu Jinzhao nodded slightly: "Indeed, I liked it after I saw it on her."

Jing Shu blushed and spat lightly, "No wonder you asked me earlier if I had any ice silk stockings."

Gu Jinzhao actually wanted to say that the reason he asked this question was because Xiao Qingyi had worn black stockings before.

If he guessed correctly, it must have been Jing Shu who went out of the palace to buy it.

For some reason, the image of Xiao Qingyi and Jing Shu, the mistress and servant, dressed in cheongsams and wrapped in silk stockings, stacked high on the phoenix couch suddenly appeared in my mind, and I immediately felt a little thirsty.

Suddenly, Jing Shu's soft, trembling voice reached his ears: "Xiao Chao... the True Yang Fire is burning too brightly..."

"My physical body and soul are burning..."

Gu Jinzhao then realized that he had been having inappropriate thoughts and felt a little embarrassed: "Sorry, Sister Jing, I couldn't control myself for a moment."

He realized that he had been led astray by the ghost wife.

I never thought about these unpleasant things before.

But ever since she said something about masters and servants being stacked high and teachers and disciples sharing one husband, there has been no turning back.