Chapter 141 Goblin Fight
Inside the bedroom in the main courtyard of the palace, the steamy bathroom finally quieted down.
Nangong Ye scrubbed for half an hour, almost rubbing off a layer of skin. He put his nose close to his arms and chest and sniffed again and again until he was sure that the despairing stench had completely disappeared.
Only the clean scent of soap nuts and clear spring water remained. Then he put on his soft pajamas with a dark face and a body covered in steaming heat and water droplets.
When he thought of the earth-shattering scene of social death in the study just now, and his young wife's merciless laughter that almost blew the roof off, Nangong Ye felt a surge of evil fire mixed with strong shame and indignation rushing straight to the top of his head!
He took a deep breath and pushed open the door of the bedroom. His handsome face was tense and his eyes were sharp as knives. He strode in with a murderous determination to restore his authority as a husband and avenge his previous humiliation tonight.
However, the expected scene of the little woman shivering under the quilt or kneeling down to beg for mercy did not appear.
The candlelight flickers, and the warm light is cozy.
On the wide step-out bed, a breathtakingly bright figure lay lazily on her side.
Dongfang Yuning!
She was obviously well prepared, and it could even be said that... she had planned it for a long time!
What she was wearing was the limited edition pajamas that Yueji Pavilion had just launched, which she jokingly called battle clothes!
What kind of pajamas are those?!
The hair-thin suspenders barely hung on her round, fair shoulders, as if they would fall off at any moment under the weight.
Beneath the suspenders is a deep V-neckline that is as thin as a cicada's wing and almost transparent. The seductive curve is faintly visible in the candlelight, which is captivating.
Going down, there are hot pants made of the same material, so short that they can barely cover the perky hip line. Two straight, slender, dazzlingly white legs are stretched out unrestrainedly, and the toes are playfully curled up.
Deep V! Transparent! Want to cover but not cover!
How could this be pajamas? It was clearly a trap woven by a fairy to capture the hearts of mortals! Every inch of the fabric was inscribed with two words: temptation!
Nangong Ye’s feet suddenly stopped in place!
The pupils suddenly contracted!
All the murderous intent and bold words of revenge that had been brewing, the moment they saw this scene, were like ice cubes thrown into boiling magma, evaporating without a trace with a crackling sound!
Only the most primitive, surging throbbing and dry mouth are left!
His Adam's apple rolled up and down uncontrollably, and his breathing suddenly became heavy.
Dongfang Yuning's head was lazily supported by one of her slender white arms, and her long black hair spread out on the brocade pillow like a waterfall.
She looked at the man at the door, whose eyes were fixed on him as if he was under a spell, and her red lips curled up into a charming, devilish smile.
Then she stretched out another equally slender and perfect finger, pointed it at him, and gently hooked it.
"Husband~"
The two words, delicate and charming, with a lazy nasal tone, were like a small hook wrapped in honey, scratching Nangong Ye's heart with incredible precision!
The sound was so crisp that he felt a strong electric current instantly rushing from his tailbone to the top of his head, making his scalp numb!
[118! BGM! Quick! Play "Itch"! Let's create the atmosphere!]
Dongfang Yuning excitedly gave orders in his head.
System 118:
[Ding! Received! The host's 'battle suit' has a lethality of SSS! The prince's bloodline is evaporating! (The system immediately plays in Dongfang Yuning's mind:
The magical background music of "Come on~Have fun~We have~plenty of time~" is accompanied by pink bubbles and heart effects)
Sure enough, with the help of the system BGM, Dongfang Yuning slightly opened her red lips, her eyes moving with a charming look, and she whispered to the man with deep eyes who was about to pounce on her in the next second with a breathy voice, full of fatal temptation, as if humming:
"Husband~Come on~Have fun~Anyway~There is~plenty of time~"
boom--!
The string called rationality in Nangong Ye's mind was completely broken!
Fairy! This must be a little fairy who has been practicing for thousands of years! I came here specifically to capture him!
How could he tolerate this?! If he could tolerate even a little bit, he, Nangong Ye Shen, would be no man!
"Fairy~"
His voice was hoarse as if it had been rubbed with sandpaper, filled with an inextricable desire and a hint of gnashing of teeth.
As soon as the last word fell, his tall figure pounced forward like an arrow!
What about reinstating the husband's authority? What about avenging the previous shame? All of that can go to hell in front of this lively, actively provocative little devil!
Now he just wanted to subdue the demon! To subdue the devil! To completely subdue this little vixen who dared to provoke and tease him!
The bed curtains were blown down by a strong wind, isolating the room from a private space.
The candlelight flickered outside the tent, casting a hazy shadow of two closely intertwined figures on the veil.
There were no heated words, only suppressed gasps and faint moans.
"Husband, I was wrong..."
"Are you begging for mercy now? When you tried to seduce me just now... weren't you very brave?"
A low, raspy response, with a punishing nibble.
"What's wrong? Huh?"
The fingertips, with thin calluses, lingered on the delicate skin, igniting fire.
"I shouldn't...I shouldn't laugh at you...Pfft..."
Dongfang Yuning couldn't help laughing again when he thought of the scene in the study, which was then met with even more ferocious suppression.
The temperature in the tent continued to rise, and the ambiguous atmosphere was so thick that it could not be dispelled.
[118! How's the battle going?!]
Dongfang Yuning did not forget to ask in the gap between consciousness.
System 118 silently put on sunglasses to prevent blinding.
[Ding! Host! 'Newly Promoted Little Vixen' vs. 'Thousand-Year-Old Male Vixen'! The battle is intense! The energy hedging index is off the charts!]
(The system displays a special effect of two Q-version foxes fighting, with sparks and lightning.) Current observations indicate that the 'male fox spirit' is highly skilled, possesses powerful mana, and possesses considerable experience, clearly holding the upper hand! Host... best wishes to you!]
Nangong Ye proved with his actions how terrifying the endurance and combat effectiveness of a man who drank a high concentration of spiritual spring water and underwent a deep hair removal and marrow cleansing was! He was completely transformed, like a completely different person!
Dongfang Yuning went from being the active teaser and feeling complacent in the beginning to gradually becoming a passive sufferer and struggling to hold on.
She felt like a small boat drifting in the stormy sea, torn to pieces by wave after wave of surging emotions, her consciousness scattered.
The battle suit she was so proud of had long been thrown into some corner.
Those little seductive tricks seemed so pale and powerless in the face of the absolute crushing strength (and physical strength).
She begged for mercy in tears, her voice broken.
"Where's Ning'er's cheerfulness from earlier? Hmm?"
Nangong Ye's voice was filled with a satisfied smile and a barely perceptible gasp...
"I, your husband... have only just begun to repay Ning'er's kindness..."
Dongfang Yuning was in tears, and he deeply understood what it meant to shoot oneself in the foot and what it meant to bring disaster upon oneself!
This fight between the goblins lasted from the time the moon reached its zenith until dawn in the east.
When the first ray of morning light penetrated through the window lattice and struggled to squeeze into the gauze curtain of the bed.
Dongfang Yuning was like a salted fish that had been completely drained of water. He collapsed limply in the soft bedding, without even the strength to move a finger.
The corners of her eyes were red, showing signs of having been deeply loved. Her little mouth was slightly pouting, and she looked so aggrieved that it seemed as if she was about to cry in the next second.
Nangong Ye, on the other hand, was refreshed and radiant! His handsome face showed no sign of fatigue. Instead, he looked like a demon who had absorbed the essence of heaven and earth. Between his eyebrows was a lazy smile of extreme satisfaction.
He leaned his head to the side, entwined his fingertips with a strand of her sweaty black hair and played with it, looking at her "battle-damaged" appearance with gentle yet a little teasing eyes.
"Baby~"
His voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of hoarseness afterward, so sexy that it made people's legs go weak.
"Last night... was indeed a very happy one. I was looking forward to it..."
He paused deliberately, leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on her slightly swollen lips, with a fatal temptation.
"…Madam, continue with your evening."
Dongfang Yuning: “!!!”
[118! Help me! Did this man mutate after drinking the spiritual spring water?! Who can withstand this?! He almost drained my yang energy!]
She screamed a groundhog in her head.
System 118:
[Host! I've detected that the Prince's bodily functions have been deeply optimized by the Spiritual Spring and are currently at their peak! Both 'Endurance' and 'Output' capabilities have increased by 200%!]
Comes with an 'energetic' BUFF! Tips: Cherish your life and be careful when teasing! (The system displays an icon of a little man who has been sucked dry into a piece of paper)]
"You...you go away!"
Dongfang Yuning protested weakly, her voice trembling.
"I want to sleep! I want to rest! Tonight... there's a truce tonight!"
"oh?"
Nangong Ye raised his eyebrows, and slid his fingertips across her smooth shoulders in an ambiguous manner.
"Truce? Ning'er's words don't count."
He smiled like a fox that had triumphed.
"Only what my husband says counts."
Dongfang Yuning closed his eyes in despair and buried his face in the pillow, pretending to be dead. I can't afford to offend him! I really can't afford to offend him! This transformed man is simply a human perpetual motion machine!
However, a truce was impossible.
Because the construction of Yanmao District is in full swing, Dongfang Yuning, the chief consultant, and Nangong Ye, the general person in charge, must personally inspect the construction site.
As a result, a scene occurred on the construction site of the Commercial Street in the West District of Yanmao District that stunned all the craftsmen and supervisors.
Prince Yong, Nangong Ye, who was dressed in a black prince's dragon robe, was extremely handsome and had an aura so strong that no one could approach him. In his arms, he was holding a "large silkworm" who was wrapped tightly, with only a delicate little face and a few strands of black hair showing - it was their lucky star Princess Dongfang Yuning!
The princess was obviously still asleep, her little head leaning slowly on the prince's solid chest, her eyes closed, her long eyelashes casting a small shadow under her eyes, her pink lips slightly pouting, she was sleeping soundly.
The whole person exudes a lazy and delicate aura, as if to say, "I'm tired, don't mess with me, let me sleep."
His Royal Highness Prince Yong, who was holding her, walked steadily and powerfully, without showing any sign of effort.
That normally stern face now held an indescribable expression of… pride? Satisfaction? Even boasting?
Not only did he hold her in his arms, he also lowered his head from time to time, rubbing his chin against the top of her head, his eyes so gentle that tears could drip from them.
That posture seemed as if he was holding not just one person, but the treasure of the entire world.
“…”
Nangong Yijun is directing workers to move stones.
“…”
Nangong Lintian is checking the drawings.
The two brothers looked at each other and saw the same shock and... numbness in each other's eyes.
[Fifth brother…Isn’t this…a bit too much…]
[Shut up! Get to work! Don't look or listen to anything inappropriate! My aunt-in-law must have been so exhausted from worrying about Yanmao District last night... ahem... she must be exhausted! That's right!]
Nangong Yijun forced himself to brainwash.
Not far away, Chen Xiaoyun was also patrolling, supporting Nangong Yue, who was visibly pregnant but in good spirits.
Nangong Yue looked at her aunt, who was tortured to the point of unconsciousness, and then looked at the emperor's uncle, who was so proud that he couldn't wait to announce it to the world. She couldn't help but chuckle and whispered in Shen Xiaoyun's ear:
"Look at the emperor's uncle, he's holding Ning'er like a trophy."
Shen Xiaoyun looked at his wife helplessly and dotingly, and whispered:
"Your Highness... ahem... full of energy."
He knew the power of the spiritual spring water.
Further away, Lin Feng, the handsome young man who played the role of the little puppy guard and is now a mainstay of the art center, happened to bring a few actors to the construction site to experience life (and find inspiration).
He immediately saw the princess being carefully held in Prince Yong's arms on the high platform.
The young man's clear eyes instantly filled with admiration and gratitude. The princess was his mentor! But when he met Prince Yong's cold, possessive gaze, a hint of warning, he shuddered, quickly lowered his head, and quickly slipped away with his companion.
Nangong Ye watched with satisfaction as the potential threat fled, then looked down at his wife sleeping soundly in his arms, the satisfaction in his heart almost overflowing.
These days—holding his dainty, docile little wife in his arms, inspecting the empire they had built together, watching the Yanmao District transform from a blueprint into a prosperous reality under his hands, and occasionally using his eyes to dissuade a few ignorant little pups from their duties...
It's much more interesting than the intrigues and power struggles within the palace walls of the capital!
He tightened his arms to let the person in his arms sleep more peacefully, and strode forward towards the rising sun.
The dark robe rustled in the morning breeze, and the beautiful girl in his arms was his eternal medal.
System 118:
[Ding! It's detected that His Royal Highness Prince Yong's 'love-brain' index has reached the sky! 'Wife-showing Maniac' achievement achieved!
'Human-Shaped Sedan' function proficiency reached MAX! (The system displays a giant pink heart above Nangong Ye's head, with the caption: "With a lovely wife at home, what more could a husband ask for?")]
[Host… Although you are currently in combat-damaged standby mode, this system has to say… this wave of dog food is really delicious!]
The system silently stuffed itself with a mouthful of dog food special effects
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