Chapter 90 Chapter 90 "It must be a vixen!"...
Jiu Zhao was very satisfied after hearing Zhu Yan's answer.
The two previous failed experiences made her realize that simple relationships are not stable.
From lovers to a combination of lovers and allies, this may be the most stable and reliable relationship between men and women.
After expressing his feelings openly, Jiu Zhao no longer secretly tests Zhu Yan.
The long days of loneliness in Danxuan Palace and the fact that there was no one to accompany them quickly promoted the rapid development of their feelings.
However, after Xingyao returned to the upper realm, he only stayed in Nanling for a few days before returning to the Divine Doctor's Office in Erqingtian to take up his post.
Jiu Zhao ignored her busy schedule and summoned her several times in the name of King Qiongying.
This finally provoked the Medical Immortal, who had to manage the daily affairs of the Divine Doctor's Bureau while also running back and forth between the First and Second Qingtian, to lodge a serious protest: "The Emperor has ordered that Your Highness live in seclusion in Nanling. Your frequent summons are not only delaying my work, but even several colleagues in the Divine Doctor's Bureau have noticed something is amiss and are privately asking me about the situation in Nanling!"
Xingyao’s meaning is very straightforward.
If it was nothing important and he just wanted to date the lover in Changle's fate card, Jiu Zhao would better keep his mouth shut.
Although I don't know what Xingyao said, it is true that she just used it as an excuse to reduce the number of times she met me.
But to be honest, Jiu Zhao didn't want to see Xing Yao's annoying face often.
Every time she entered the Changle Mingpai to get close to Zhu Yan, she couldn't wait too long before Xingyao, who had lost her patience waiting in the side hall, would come in and knock on the door - it was as if the ability to read people's expressions had never been integrated into her mind since she was born.
No matter whether Jiu Zhao quarreled with her or ignored her with a sullen face, she would apologize and then go back to her own way.
Having grown up to this age, Jiu Zhao rarely met an opponent of equal strength.
But if Zhu Yan wants to cure his weakness, he needs her, so he can't scold her or hit her.
After a few rounds, Xingyao was still fine, but Jiuzhao created a new technique without any instruction.
She took out a phoenix feather hairpin from her life tablet, which the Queen God often wore when she was alive. Using it as a medium, she channeled her own immortal power and a strand of divine power used to circulate in the realm, merging them to create an independent teleportation formation, which she attached to the hairpin.
Try repeatedly and use immortal power to continuously strengthen it until the formation runs stably.
Jiu Zhao devoted himself to research for a month and finally succeeded.
As long as he activated the formation attached to the hairpin, he could open the barrier and travel through time and space to meet Zhu Yan without the need for Changle's life plate to be by his side.
This not only makes it convenient for Xingyao to provide care and treatment at any time, but also helps the two young lovers relieve their lovesickness.
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After resolving the difficulty of meeting, three months after they confirmed their relationship as immortal couples—
Zhu Yan, the dry firewood, and Jiu Zhao, the raging fire, collided with each other and burned more and more fiercely.
The main part of Jingque is the sleeping hall, and there are not many things for entertainment.
After the small buds in the flowerpots popped out, their growth progress became increasingly slow. When Jiu Zhao got tired of watering them, he would pull Zhu Yan to lie on the bed in the inner hall, resting his head on his thighs, and let him read to him the various storybooks he had collected in the Yunsheng world during his trip to the lower world.
Whenever she couldn't figure something out, she would blink her bright and innocent eyes and discuss it with Zhu Yan.
"Tell me, since the storybook clearly states that Liang Sheng is a cultivator devoted to Taoism, why would he be seduced by a wild fox spirit in the mountains?"
"Well, it's probably because Mr. Liang is not strong-willed."
"But I heard in my lifetime that the Wild Fox Clan is best at illusion and charm, and even the previous heads of the Wanxiang Palace fell for their tricks.
"Hey, Ayan, the wild fox tribe can do it, but can the nine-tailed fox tribe do it?"
Talking about something interesting, Jiu Zhao straightened his upper body, pressed against Zhu Yan's waist and abdomen, and lay in the crook of his arms holding the book, his eyes sparkling. "If I can avoid having my heart dug out and eaten after this, I'd like to give it a try. I heard that if you get caught in this trick, you will feel extremely happy."
There was no trace of desire on Her Highness the Goddess's palm-sized face.
But precisely because of this, the four words "endless bliss" turned into boundless beautiful imaginations in her dreams as soon as they were uttered by her.
Zhu Yan loved her frankness in saying whatever she wanted to say.
But when I heard him sigh about wanting to have a romantic encounter with the wild fox, I couldn't help feeling jealous.
He put down the storybook, gently held the back of Jiu Zhao's neck with both hands, stroked her long black hair that was not tied up, lowered his eyes and whispered to her: "Your Highness, whether it is the fox tribe of Sanqing Heaven or the fox tribe of Yunsheng World, Yan Si thought that since they are of the same tribe, their temperaments are actually similar - it is true that they are good at illusion and charm, and it is also true that they are petty and jealous.
"If they heard their loved ones were planning to have sex with someone else, they would probably feel as if their hearts had died before they could even tear out the heart of the cursed rival who seduced them."
Some tell stories, others look in the mirror.
Zhu Yan is good in every way, but after being together, he can no longer hide his jealousy.
Jiu Zhao loved seeing him jealous, watching him show his concern for her in front of others. She indulged in this game and never tired of it. Pretending not to understand Zhu Yan's hidden meaning, she tugged at his clothes and demanded, "And what else? You haven't told me if the bliss is real!"
Zhu Yan glanced at her.
Only then did I understand that the drunkard's real intention was not to drink.
She didn't want to spend a night with some wild fox group, she clearly wanted to be with herself -
As the thought came to him, Zhu Yan's cheeks suddenly became hot.
Jiu Zhao's love came so quickly and so well that even after three months, he still had the illusion that he had had a beautiful dream.
I am alone and cannot provide anything for Jiu Zhao.
If my body could please her...
That was of some use.
Zhu Yan didn't hesitate for too long.
He unleashed a few magical spells that would enhance the mood without harming the body. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked down at Jiu Zhao, his thin, delicate pale lips moving in and out. "Bliss is indeed bliss, but if you enjoy it too much, your heart will be eaten... Your Highness, aren't you afraid?"
Being seduced by the young man with the most beautiful face in the Three Pure Ones Heaven, Jiu Zhao's relatively steady pulse began to beat unconsciously.
She had only had some intimacy in mind and wanted to tease the shy Zhu Yan.
What can I do——
He swallowed his saliva with a gulp.
The mind was in an open state, invaded by the light golden immortal power of the lover, and a kind of joyful and psychedelic happiness awakened from deep within the body.
Should you leave the meat that is delivered to your door uneaten?
Jiu Zhao asked himself.
Including Lan Qi, who is still unmarried, this is her third marriage.
She didn't care about etiquette or not. She only knew that if one truly loved someone, their body would yearn to be one with them.
Keeping in mind the little bit of modesty he had left, not wanting Zhu Yan to think he was just after his beauty, Jiu Zhao cleared his throat and, trying hard to maintain a dignified demeanor, asked one last, unpleasant question: "I thought you wanted to stay until our wedding, huh..."
Zhu Yan bent down his neck and interrupted her with a kiss.
"Whether we're married or not, in Yan's heart, I've already been His Highness's... He can even offer his firstborn tail as a sacrifice, so what does that even mean?"
Under the temptation of charm, Jiu Zhao's heart was already burning.
She stretched out her fingers and stroked Zhu Yanhui's moonlit hair as if she were stroking a fragile piece of jade:
"Since it is bliss, I am willing to die."
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Once you have sex, you will have it a second time, a third time, a fourth time...
At first, Jiu Zhao was still worried about Zhu Yan's health, wondering if he would cough up blood and faint from the excessive intensity.
The result showed that she was worrying too much.
Zhu Yan in the love affair was even better than she expected.
He is open-minded and willing to do anything.
He dressed up as a rude bandit leader and a strong-willed husband, as a female teacher who stayed in the mansion to teach and a lonely widow who lived day and night.
Not only that, he was also willing to conjure up a tail and ears for Jiu Zhao to rub at will.
He is far more submissive and obedient than normal, but also more clingy and infatuated than normal.
Sharing the same quilt, he clung to Jiuzhao and refused to leave from the moment he woke up to the moment he fell asleep.
When Jiu Zhao couldn't stand it anymore and decided to refuse, he half-raised his emerald eyes filled with soft light and looked at her silently.
Can't take it away, and can't let it go.
Jiu Zhao, whose waist and legs were sore, understood for the first time why the human storytelling books always set the monsters that sucked people's essence as foxes.
Occasionally, when she asked for too much, she would climb onto Zhu Yan's back and scold him for being shameless.
But.
How can it be so comfortable?
She had never felt so in tune with a man before.
If Father God had not carefully investigated for her, Zhu Yan would have never gotten close to any woman in all these years.
Jiu Zhao almost thought he was a seasoned playboy.
"Ever since I fell in love with His Highness at first sight, Yan has thought that if I'm lucky enough to be noticed by His Highness in the future, I must serve His Highness well..."
As she spoke, Jiu Zhao's body rested on Zhu Yan's cheek, warmth radiating from her breath. Her legs, supporting her, trembled, her calves trembling as the young man's hoarse, expectant voice rose from beneath her skirt.
"Your Highness, are you ready to sit down? I am ready."
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It's a vixen.
It must be a vixen!
Although it was wrong to think so, Jiu Zhao couldn't help but feel fortunate that Zhu Yan had a weak spot in his body.
She was held down and coerced for several hours before she finally came up with an excuse to leave the palace, claiming that the treatment time agreed upon with King Qiongying was approaching. However, this time, Xingyao happened to be standing outside the closed palace door before she left.
Jiu Zhao's heart was completely focused on the young man who followed her closely with his shirt open, unwilling to be separated from her for even a moment.
Suddenly the palace door opened, and Xingyao appeared before him, along with her hand hanging in the air as if to knock.
"ah!!"
"ah!!"
After reacting, they both screamed at the same time.
Behind him, the extremely embarrassed Zhu Yan quickly turned around and used both hands to tie the laces of his shirt.
"Your Highness Jiu Zhao, you you you you you——"
Seeing that Xingyao's expression was much more excited than his own, that strong feeling of embarrassment was suppressed.
Jiu Zhao straightened his slightly disheveled collar and suddenly became frank: "Why make such a fuss? Anyway, I am going to marry Zhu Yan. I remember that Xingyao, you are thousands of years older than Father God. Why not find a husband quickly before you get too old?"
"Otherwise, when I go back home, I'll keep recalling this scene and be unable to sleep at night because of burning desire."
What does this have to do with anything!
Xingyao, who repeatedly reminded herself that the other party was Her Highness the Divine Princess and whom she could neither provoke nor avoid, almost wanted to curse for the first time.
She lifted her skirt, stepped over the threshold, and strode towards Jiu Zhao's face.
However, he was too short, so when he raised his head and pointed at the other person with one finger, he looked powerless.
"You are a little girl who has only lived for less than 40,000 years. Who told you that I have never had an immortal partner in my old age?"
"oh?"
Jiu Zhao became interested and didn't care about her offensive words. "Anyone who is with you will become a pervert who likes girls, right?"
Xingyao was so angry that she trembled: "I accidentally tried the wrong medicine and that's why I turned into a girl!"
"Hmm, so who is it?
"I really want to know about the romantic affairs of the dignified Xingyao celestial being."
Jiu Zhao teased Xing Yao and became more and more curious about the story behind her.
However, the next moment, the other party seemed to remember something, and a trace of emotion flashed across his face.
He suddenly stopped talking and turned around.
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